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Test Drive Reloaded! #1


Test Drive #1




Welcome to Diatu (I Like Swords)

The Arrival Hall is all aflurry with activity! No one had expected so many Sundered to suddenly pop up, the staff find themselves desperately scrambling to keep up with the influx, and a bunch of new arrivals find themselves hanging out in the Hall lobby, waiting to be seen, sent home if possible, or counseled and prepared for student life if not. Rumors run like wildfire: some people believe they've been kidnapped by aliens, a worryingly persistent suggestion that this is a setup for a murder-tournament keeps circulating, and one or two nutcases insist that a dragon tinkered with the rules of magic and now they have to study at a magic school to survive. Pie stocks are grievously low, and thought Headmaster Birony herself appeared and began violating the rules of space and time to summon pies from the future, a second Headmaster Birony with an eyepatch, several war scars, and a wild hairdo appeared and promptly yelled at the first Headmaster for stealing her pies. A pie fight erupted. Pie stocks are even more grievously low now.

Still, here's your chance to talk to your fellow arrivals. Or aggressively attack the nearest target in an outrage (they set up a target dummy and labeled it VENT AGGRESSION HERE, and are trusting you guys on the honor system). Staff don't have time to talk, but they promise they'll get to you soon!

A Day In The Life

The sun is bright, the air is warm, a cool breeze blows across Anastara, clouds keep drifting directly through the island and engulfing people... it's summer on Ascelion, and the day is ripe for learning. Or as ripe as Diatu Magicademy ever can be -- though no one would trade the character and charm of the lively campus for some stodgy, regimented school more interested in forcing students into the mold than encouraging them to be their best, sometimes conditions in the Magicademy are a little inconvenient.

A toilet in Kedrigan Hall keeps clamping onto the butts of those who attempt to use it. Thus far, half a dozen students have been freed from its clutches by their friends, while reports of singed buttocks have increased twofold. (Yes, only twofold. Think about that for a minute.) Staff are on the lookout for a prankster rather than a commode, so as of yet the treacherous toilet has gone unpunished...

Not far away, a group of cleaning golems has occupied the promenade as part of an ongoing strike. As they possess only rudimentary intelligence, they believe this involves seizing objects from anyone who passes nearby and hurling them at a set of bowling pins. Meliandre Tomekin, Head of Groundskeeping, has set up shop across the Promenade; any student who wanders too close gets a big block of ice shoved into their hands, along with instructions to hold it still while she shows those reprobates what-for...

In the Great Hall proper, school clubs and activities have, as was inevitable, escalated competition for new students to yet another level which only isn't a war crime because it isn't part of a treaty yet: they've conscripted geese. Horrible geese, to be precise, who dispense flyers for various clubs with less subtlety than a nuclear holocaust. Some of them fight for dominance, others have teamed up to pin down innocent students and stuff leaflets down their throat, and one has a wand and is somehow casting Discovery spells?!

A Forgery!

"I tried a mass-Forging technique," the older student says, showing off the briefcase full of identical wands and a sign that says 'FOR $ALE CHEAP'. "Some of them are exactly what I intended, they self-correct runes, but the rest, well.. . I don't know, I can't tell, and I'm not really interested in finding out one by one, so... you buying?"

All sales final. No refunds. Caveat emptor. As for what the wands do, well... there's a reason he answered with an ellipsis when asked. On the other hand, maybe the effect isn't too terrible? Maybe it's even beneficial! Maybe the wand shoots out rainbows and muffins! Or maybe it just animates and strikes you vigorously about the head and shoulders...

Three Dragon War

Someone, we're not naming names, canons, or the color of eyes and the dragon to which they belong that forms said person's obsession, may or may not be indirectly responsible for the latest game craze sweeping Anastara: Three Dragon War, a collectible card game that features players as dragons, deploying spells, creatures, and Sundered against each other to destroy each and avoid the machinations of the Third Dragon. The awesome thing about the game is that the Third Dragon comes in all different forms: classic bundled-with-the-starter-pack Ire, super-rare Anastara Diatu, suspiciously-rare Cam Birony, ultra-common Large Eagull, and more. The concept of an outside force adding randomness to the battle and being manipulated in turn by cards means Three Dragon War is the hottest card game that's come along since the last card game that was the hottest that had come along came along.

Face-to-face, you find yourself in a duel over these cards and the magical images they summon. Can this untested deck come through if you believe in it? Or are statistics and probability actual things that actually happen? Dragon Battle! Jiao Long Fu!

There's One in Every Test Drive

Not every magical disaster is caused by some wayward student you don't know. Many of them are caused by you instead. To wit: you're on the spot in one of the magical labs, being called on to demonstrate a technique more advanced than others you've mastered so far. Failure is expected, and the wards should prevent any injury to others from a miscast spell. But will the sparks of your magic just sputter out and die? Or will you inadvertently mispronounce, misform, misshape, or miscalculate in a way that brings chaos to you and your lab partner?

(You could also manage to succeed in casting the spell, but that isn't very fun.)
souls_of_roles: (Kyoko - Animated - Nothing in my brain)

[personal profile] souls_of_roles 2021-07-24 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Her brain was still in employee mode to protect itself. "You want a hot chocolate? Alright, coming right up. Would you like a snack with that?"
phoenixwiz: (When He Smiles)

[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-24 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
“Perhaps some pastries are in order, so I might as well add that to the list,” he chuckles in agreement.
travelpants: (15)

(Might as well wrap this up before she tries to ruin the class)

[personal profile] travelpants 2021-07-24 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lena watches in horror as Mal gets rilled up over what the teacher has told her, the look of horror in her face was written all over with as she tries to help her out, "Oh no. Please don't try to hurt everyone here. The teacher h-h-h-has a point, just listen to her for once."

"Madame, you may not understand this right now," the teacher tries to be reasonable as she could, "You may think whatever you want, but your talent doesn't grant you having the right to be rude to others, even if they might don't things better than you. But for now, I'm going to let you go to your next class. Just remember to think about what you just did and said today whenever you wish to do so. I won't make that decision for you."
bazooka_girl: (Default)

[personal profile] bazooka_girl 2021-07-24 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
A bit yeah... but we can decorate the robes to match! It'll be great!

Let's see, how did that happen in the first place... what did we do wrong... or right...
vroomkeeper: (smolrik // wheedle)

[personal profile] vroomkeeper 2021-07-24 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Mo-le-cules.

[ Marik thinks about this, stares at the towel, figures out what is expected. He grabs it and starts tousling his hair and face. ]

I've never heard of that magic before!
serpentinthegarden: (Calm plotting)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-24 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, was she still here? Crowley hadn't noticed her behind that very inconspicuous book she had been reading.

"The forbidden one that students aren't supposed to go into? Nah, not yet, but it's on the 'to do' list."

He gave the wand in his hand a little shake like Tinkerbelle might while trying to activate the pixie dust.

"Why wouldn't it be safe?"
serpentinthegarden: (Snake tattoo)

Delinquents unite!

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-24 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
He frowned as oddly enough he didn't have a pack of cards on him either. Or money... Which made the prospect of striking up a gambling session a little less interesting. Well, unless... they could gamble for something that wasn't monetary.

"You wouldn't happen to have a pair of dice with you? We could strike up a game, Roll or Dare, where the lowest roll out of three does the dare."
serpentinthegarden: (Not so bad)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-24 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley would have said he had 'encouraged' the kid to throw the pie, after all he could only tempt people into things he never forced them.

He stopped as he slithered over Harry's shoe as his quick escape had been thwarted. Who even thinks to look for a snake in situations like this anyway??

"If it looks like a pie fight, there are pies flying through the air and hitting people, then it must be a pie fight."

And if he had some small part in making it the best pie fight this school had ever seen he would take pride in that.

"Why not hop in? You could toss a few pies around too! Might as well join in on the fun."
phoenixwiz: (Sneaky Little Fella)

[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-24 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
“Oh really, maybe I could try, I mean, I do know of some friends who have done similar things back home,” the young teenager smirks back at Crowley, “I didn’t have a lot of time to relax back home, so maybe a few pie throws shouldn’t hurt.”

Well, if Fred and George are here, they would’ve love to jump in regardless and continue on the chaos as they please. Harry soon finds a pie on top of the table, grabs it, and chucks it at the first random person he could find. Said person in question looks at him, rather confused as to why he did, before he points at someone else and replies in a mischievous manner, “Look, that lady did it first!”
Edited 2021-07-24 20:21 (UTC)
prophesis: (speech)

Ishizu Ishtar | Yu-Gi-Oh! | help me pick a sibling

[personal profile] prophesis 2021-07-24 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A Forgery! ]

[ Thunder rumbles. A woman brushes briskly past you, attempting to keep to herself so no one else may be rained upon by the storm clouds pouring from the wand in her hand. She's making for the nearest exit with elegant haste, and mutters to herself: ]

....I did not predict this.

[ Three Dragon War ]

[ Ishizu's interest in Three Dragon War had begun as an academic pursuit. Does this game, like Duel Monsters before it, contain hidden secrets of this world's arcane history....?

But being seen studying cards in public means being challenged to matches, and once challenged to matches, the usually-demure student teacher is, ah...Confident. ]


Oracle of Leatherwings' special effect. By revealing the top three cards of my deck, I deal one damage to you or the Third Dragon for each Spell card revealed.

There will be one damage dealt to you and one to the Third Dragon.

[ She says, without flipping any of her cards over yet. Bluff? Cheating? Card counting?

Dare to try her? ]


[ There's One In Every Test Drive ]

Don't worry.

[ Ishizu is a student teacher, and has just seen someone's spell backfire on them! She offers them a handkerchief and a smile. ]

We learn more from our failures than our successes. Shall we review and try again?
serpentinthegarden: (Not so bad)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-24 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Its all cream and berries. Go wild!"

That was easy. The serpent snickered as he slithered his merry way on out of the huge front doors and took a more comfortable human form so he could watch the chaos from the safety of the leeside of the window. He arrived on the other side of the glass just in time to see the lady being pointed at lift another pie and toss it back in Harry's direction. It was retaliation for having pointed her out!
temptationaccomplished: (now just wait a gosh darn moment)

[personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2021-07-24 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Five minutes ago?! It's been ages!"

What he should have said was that he was sorry, that he thought he was doing the right thing in the moment, that he was wrong. That a lot had happened for him since that time and they should have a seat and talk.

"And no, I mean, yes. I did find Adam, but he's not here. At least," he looked around, "I don't think he's here; I certainly didn't bring either of us here for that purpose, or at all." He fussed with the robes folded in his hands, disturbing the snooze Creme was attempting to have. "...It's complicated, Crowley. It would seem we're coming from different places."
temptationaccomplished: (yes erm that was exactly what I planned)

[personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2021-07-25 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
They're a uniform. I can't just go changing a uniform.

I think it may have been the wand. I bought a spare off a lovely fellow in my Glyphics class and I'm afraid it may be somewhat finicky.
schoolingfish: (Curious Seamonster)

[personal profile] schoolingfish 2021-07-25 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
The second the water makes contact, Luca changes. Skin becomes scales, brown eyes become red and slit, his teeth become more pointed, and he grows a long and powerful finned tail that would allow him to propel quickly through the water. He's not any bigger, and aside from notable differences like a lack of a nose and a few added fins he looks pretty similar to his human self.

"So...what do you think?"
bearshermark: made by penbeetreewood (peace offering)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Erik!"

Heedless of who he was talking to or what he was doing, or why there were feathers sticking out of his clothes, Eleven lit up the moment he spotted him and made a swift beeline for his friend.

"I wasn't expecting to find you here. How are you?"
protectiveink: (smug)

Roisin Murphy (OC)

[personal profile] protectiveink 2021-07-25 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Welcome to Diatu...

"Yer pie stocks are grievously low? What, did ye run out of ingredients, bakers, pies themselves, or all three?" Roisin (Rosh for short) was...a bit perplexed at all this. Here there are wizards, real ones, and instead of talking about...certain problems of her own (like this not being America any more...), she's asking about pie stocks!!

Maybe she noticed your funny look. All she does is blink back at you, though, and then wink. "What?" she asks. "I'm a baker and I specialize in pies!"


A Day in the Life

Rosh seems to have settled in to the ridiculousness--she'd been pranked by said commode, and instead of dwelling on her unsettled drawers, she'd decided to soothe the resulting pain from the posterior thus pranked.

Thus were Booty Pies(tm) born. Maybe this wasn't one of her best ideas, but by the gods she was sticking with it. They were harmless in the long run--mostly a balm for battered booties, in all honesty. A mild painkiller, something to make the topical salve in the crust smell appealing to the injured subject--and a silly name. And they're small, considering the pie shortage. Crustless, too.

Maybe she should've gone after the toilet.
letteropener: (that was your cue)

Three Dragon War

[personal profile] letteropener 2021-07-25 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, goodness. Well then."

The alicorn he faced swept her cards into a stack, then into her discard pile, with a gentle flair of telekinesis. Then, from the hand floating in front of her, she plucked out a card and set it down between them.

"I may play Kingmaker when you send a card of mine to the graveyard. The Third Dragon equalizes our playing fields by making you sacrifices down until you have as many field cards as I do. Which, since you destroyed all of mine, is unfortunate."

Celestia offered him a bright smile. She might be new to the game, but she had quite a bit of experience and guile on her side.
sentbytheseer: (hey pal)

[personal profile] sentbytheseer 2021-07-25 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Erik told the person rattling on about an alien conspiracy and theorizing about something called 'kaiju' to hold that thought, and stepped away to greet Eleven with an easy smile.

Good to finally see a familiar face in this weird world.

"Hey now, what's with that emphasis? You don't think I go in for a bit of higher learning?" He gave a nonchalant shrug in place of answering to his status. "So, what do you think? We're enrolled in some kind of fancy school now? With uniforms? And magic?"
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (smiles)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Eleven laughed, feeling at ease for the first time since arriving.

"It's not so bad," he assured, "The magic is strange and the classes were something to get used to, but it started to make sense after a little while, I think."

How long had it been since he'd been here? And why did it feel like he hadn't seen Erik in years, when he'd only just left some hours ago? ..Or, well.. Eleven frowned to himself, tapering off for a few moments. But the thoughts felt too big to digest in the moment, so he shook them off for the present.

"And don't worry, you're allowed to modify your uniform, at least."

Or, Modify- that was a branch of magic here, right? He was reasonably sure he was remembering correctly.
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (wanna run that by me again)

Eleven | Dragon Quest XI S

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
I. Welcome to Diatu

There was something disconcerting about standing here in this place again. But in the midst of chaos, that nagging feeling faded in favor of ducking out of the way of an incoming pie. He met the eyes of the nearest student with a rueful smile.

"It isn't always like this," he assured, then paused. "..At least, I don't think it was."


II. A Forgery

"You don't want to find out what they do," Eleven repeated with some level of both incredulity and growing insult. "You Forged these; the spells for detecting their properties are simple ones."

Unfortunately, he found his argument summarily ignored. Eleven rubbed an agitated hand over his face, then offered his opinion to the next set of curious eyes.

"I can't remember the spells off-hand, but someone should be able to Intimate or otherwise detect the spells attached to these objects. Please be careful."


III. Wildcard

[hit me up with anything!]
Edited 2021-07-25 01:18 (UTC)
sentbytheseer: (Smile!)

[personal profile] sentbytheseer 2021-07-25 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but it's still a uniform. I kind of prefer wearing my own clothes, you know? Still..." He plucked a feather out of his shirt and grinned slyly. "At least it doesn't have a fan of tailfeather's coming out of the rear, huh?"

It was easy to hide behind the teasing quips and cool attitude when things were uncertain. And boy were they uncertain, here and at home. He wasn't sure if he was grateful yet for the reprieve or not; they had things to do, a world to save. But if anything was certain, it was that being near the Luminary was where he was supposed to be. So... gotta have faith, he guessed.

"But how long have you been here? I just arrived and you've already taken classes? Talk about an overachiever."
serpentinthegarden: (Paintball time)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-25 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Crowley's ears perked up at the 'I did find Adam,' but lowered at the 'I don't think he's here'. Course not. Why would he have been? After all even if Aziraphale had found Adam it's not like he would have told a demon about it. They were on opposite sides.

"We're always coming from different places. You don't have to remind me again."

His skulking off had been interrupted before as he had stepped off the gazebo steps and right onto some sort of dizzying portal which had dropped him off here. Now when he took a step to skulk off he realized he had no where to skulk to! This was not London. His Bentley wasn't parked along the curb. He looked right, then left, then his eyes sailed skyward as he snarled at the clouds.

"Rrrr!"
perfectenn: (Better beware)

Welcome (back) to Diatu!

[personal profile] perfectenn 2021-07-25 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
On hearing a flood of new Sundered had arrived, Tenn hurried to the Arrival Hall. Since the Three Dragon War, the fates of those cast away had been heavy on his mind. Had they been sent back home? He hoped so. But this being the work of a dragon, they could've been flung into the far cosmos or... sufficed to say, Tenn was worried.

Even telling himself to be ready for anything, he has to stand there a moment in the doorway staring in disgust at the... food fight. (Birony, why?!) But leaving is not an option, as Tenn catches sight of a familiar brown-haired swordsman....

“Eleven!”

If Tenn's voice doesn't reach him, the pink umbrella suddenly Discovered to his left to block an incoming pie certainly will!
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (pain and happiness)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
He laughed again, though this time it was more uncomfortable than anything.

"Something like that," he said with a sheepish smile. "Time is a strange thing."

Eleven cleared his throat. "Have you been put into a House yet? Though it probably isn't the same one."
burningbrighter: (pinkie power)

[personal profile] burningbrighter 2021-07-25 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Sunset sighs and shakes her head. This gentleman has an ear out for trouble, doesn't he? Well. So does she. When the timing is right.

But for now she squints at the wand with clear suspicion. "He said he didn't know what spells they were forged with, so their magical effect could be anything. You could float off in a bubble, or be chased by birds, or anything you touch could turn to stone. And if he sells enough of those wands, it could be a while before the staff come by and help you."

She shrugs a shoulder. "I've been burned by uncontrolled magic enough times to not want anything to do with it, I guess."

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