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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.)
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[personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2021-07-25 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Wrong-footedness turned to indignation. Oh don't you pick on Crème. He is an innocent snake who has done nothing wrong ever.

Aziraphale watched him turn away, not chasing after him, all but stomping his foot in frustration. This was not at all the way he thought today would go, not when he saw Crowley was here. Fine, leave, he thought, ignoring the inner distress at the thought of Crowley actually leaving him. I'll just sunder you back here. He hadn't succeeded before, but he was sure this try would be different.

"I was pulled into this world and all the others against my will, same as you! I got 'my new friend' because I missed my best friend!"

And that's what Crowley was, and always should be. His Best Friend. Aziraphale was messing this up completely when all he should be doing is mending Crowley's hurt feelings. But he'd never been good at that, had he--at least not when he was the one who hurt him. It was always Crowley reaching across the aisle, Crowley making the amends, Crowley taking care of repairing what had been broken.

He tried. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you where the Antichrist was, Crowley. I should have. We were a team. Are a team, if you'll still have me."
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[personal profile] sentbytheseer 2021-07-25 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Prayer...?" Huh, well, that did make sense, didn't it. Serena and Veronica were essentially like priestesses in a way. It would make sense to tap into a higher power for your own power, Erik guessed. Not that he did much with magic himself, but looks like it was time to learn.

"Ah, well, that's fitting, I guess. So, what, you go around praying to Yggdrasil or the Goddess for help with your magic? Just be careful you don't make a pact with the wrong sort of thing, you know?" Don't go trying on any questionable jewelry or anything, understood? "Though prayer magic seems like it'd be better for Serena, really. Speaking of, anyone else here, or is it just us two?"
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[personal profile] souls_of_roles 2021-07-25 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright then. Coming right up." She smiled, and then turned to get him a cocoa and pastries...
mal_contented: (Regal Condescending)

Ty for the thread.Re: (Might as well wrap this up before she tries to ruin the class)

[personal profile] mal_contented 2021-07-25 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Well on the one hand, that someone thought she was evil enough and capable enough to hurt everyone in the class was a definite plus.

This teacher on the other hand clearly was a problem. She smirked at Lena. "You owe me one, pink girl," she said, as though she had only stopped from slaughtering them all for Lena's sake. She was more than happy to have a free marker. She turned on her heal and sauntered out.

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[personal profile] mal_contented 2021-07-25 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
She pushed off of the wall, sliding her spell book back into her jacket. "I could work with this," she said after a moment, trying to circle him. "Alright, I'll let you take a shot at being in my crew. You got a name, monster boy?"

She might already be wondering how well he swims and if he could take Uma down in a fight.
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[personal profile] schoolingfish 2021-07-25 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Your crew?"

What is she talking about? The tip of his tail twitches nervously as he wonders what he got himself into.

"I'm Luca."
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[personal profile] mal_contented 2021-07-25 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"A play?" she asked, wrinkling her nose. "I suppose that's better than choir, but what's the point?" Yes, Sunset had just told her the point, she ignored it. There had to be some other point. After all, a play was just kind of lame. There were better ways to be creative, after all.
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[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Divinely imparted knowledge, I think," he surmised from memories that felt closer the longer he lingered here. "Asking questions of this world's Goddess, receiving answers- that sort of thing. I remember.. this world has a few Gods, and the Goddess held a benevolence similar to Yggdrasil's."

Her name started with an R. He'd actually worked in the temple before, as an acolyte. He'd kept quite busy then- however long ago that was.

"..For the others, I know Hendrik is here somewhere, but I haven't seen anyone else, I don't think."
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[personal profile] sentbytheseer 2021-07-25 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, hopefully I'm not that, because it sounds like a lot to have going on in your head." He should probably look into what magic would require of him. Did he have to carry a big wand, or was he going to be playing a harp or doing a dance? His own magic seemed so simple by comparison: throw an earth glyph under some baddies, watch them get hit every time they so much as think about hitting someone.

"And Hendrik's on our side, right? Or did he not get that memo yet?" If time could pull shenanigans, it stood to reason it could have pulled them here from whenever. And Hendrik would be a dangerous enemy in such a small place.
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[personal profile] mal_contented 2021-07-25 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Guess that proves you don't know me then. Hi, name's Mal, I'm evil and hostility wrapped in leather and spikes."
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Hullo, stranger! :D

[personal profile] mal_contented 2021-07-25 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, if that wrong impression kept him at a distance, she was all for it. When she saw him glancing over she glared, eyes flashing green as she crossed her arms. She was mentally reviewing what spell would work best.
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[personal profile] mal_contented 2021-07-25 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"My crew. We're going to be the toughest baddest, most evil crew this school's ever seen. No one is gonna mess with us. So, what do you say, Luca? Are you in, or out? Ally or enemy?" She leaned forward a bit, hand held out, just out of his reach.
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[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-25 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
No matter how close that moon was he wouldn't actually have left. Crowley had been mad enough to think he would leave, furious enough to say it and irate enough to storm away but something would always have held him back. He would have gone off on his own for a few hours, cooled off, and come sauntering back to try again. It's not like he could actually forget Aziraphale. They had been friends since the beginning! His best friend...

To hear those words echoed back to him stopped him cold in his tracks.

"Are you asking me for forgiveness?"

No, hold up... Let him drink that in for a moment. An angel asking a demon for forgiveness. The balance of things was upside down. Aziraphale never asked him for things like that! Hey, Crowley get rid of this stain? Crowley... are you going to finish that dessert? Crowley, I need a rescue because I've used too many miracles this month. That was the way their relationship worked. He didn't know how to respond to this!

"Who... who pulled you to this world?"

It was the only thing he could think of to set the balance right again. He could find and punish the one who kidnapped Aziraphale.
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[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Eleven smiled, almost certain Erik wouldn't end up in the same place. He'd never been the devout sort.

But he examined his friend for a moment, looking for something. That had been an odd way of asking after the situation. 'Yet', like he already knew- or suspected- a flux in time somewhere.

"He's sworn to me," Eleven assured. There was a time he hadn't known that, himself. "But ah, what do you remember, from our world?"
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[personal profile] souls_of_roles 2021-07-25 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure the name of the other school. But.. thank you. I will do my best not to be a bother at this school."
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[personal profile] unswervingcompanion 2021-07-25 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hendrik turned a corner and saw a familiar sight skulking along the walls which of course confused the knight. They were in no danger here, but mayhaps the other considered them as such which would definitely explain the odd behaviour.

However, with the feathers sticking out of the other's clothes, Hendrik couldn't help but to at least smile as he shook his head. "I will not ask. But if I recall, the geese are quite fierce and not to be trifled with."

He did recall his mission with one or two other people here before and the birds put a pretty fierce warrior to shame.

"We have no reason to believe they are..aliens."
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[personal profile] perfectenn 2021-07-25 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Answering the call of his name, Tenn strolled out onto the battlefield to meet him. But he did not summon a shield for himself. The ringing of bells from his wrist made up his defense; he had the bracelet Eleven forged for him to thank for that.

Tenn offered him a brief, somewhat grim smile. "Still here, yes." Then he frowned; he wanted to say more, but they were under friendly fire. "Come on, I'll explain when we get out of here."
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[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-25 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
“Oh thank you, Kyoko,” Harry thanks her while getting his share of the pastries and hot chocolate.

He then takes a bite of it and sips some of the cocoa as he takes in whatever has happened so far. It was really nice that he is slowly feeling his old magic again, but at the same time, he does feel bad that he no longer has kinetic and elemental magic that he has gotten in Avalon.
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Welcome

[personal profile] unswervingcompanion 2021-07-25 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
The swordsman had been getting up to take his last watch in the rebuilt town of Cobblestone. So he walked along the stone bridge and had suddenly found himself back in Diatu. Confused, he had looked around for King Carnelian and Princess Jade, having only seen them moments before.

So he took a breath and started wandering, wondering if they too had ended up here.

As he walked along, blue eyes had spotted the Luminary so he moved within hearing distance and watched the pie sail harmlessly past them.

"Indeed, I do not recall pie being tossed about so carelessly the last time we were here."
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[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-25 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Harry immediately dodges the pie from the now angry lady wanting to even with, narrowly avoiding a date with whipped cream and berries. The young man soon takes two pies and proceeds to toss it at other peoples nearby while ducking in between people to avoid getting hit by pies.
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[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-25 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
“Wow, that’s really nice,” Harry looks in awe upon hearing what house Sunset is in, “Those must be very interesting subjects to study. Tea leaves, huh? Me and my friends had one time taken a subject where we read tea leaves to look into the future. And you can weave magic into music! That is really brilliant. Hopefully when I get sorted into the Houses of Diatu, I can try to learn more about those subjects I just mentioned.”
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[personal profile] sentbytheseer 2021-07-25 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Erik tapped his chin, as if trying to remember. In truth, he was trying to figure out the best way to tell what happened without recounting the worst of it. If somehow El didn't know yet, he didn't need to know yet. There was no sense burdening him with all that, especially since it wasn't like they could do anything here anyway.

"Well, we beat Mordegon. You got his big bad sword. Why, what do you remember?"
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[personal profile] sentbytheseer 2021-07-25 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"They need to come with warning labels," he groused, mildly embarrassed but mostly just annoyed at being bested by some birds.

"No, but do we have reason to believe they're not?" he asked, just to be contrary. For his money, he was pretty sure they were just ordinary weirdos with magic who had gotten carried away and conjured up residents from other worlds, just like they said. He had seen weird; this seemed totally in the realm of possible.

"How you doing? El told me you were around here. Did they get you signed up for classes too?"
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[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
The answer fueled more questions than he knew what to do with. When? He was desperate to ask, as though that would make anything clearer. The first time, or.. was there a second time, yet? He had yet to experience it himself, but that didn't mean a great deal. Goddess, when had his life grown so complicated as to involve alternate dimensions and timelines? A headache threatened.

More pressingly, what could he say that wasn't a lie? But that wasn't the whole truth? Would Erik believe him if he told him? The words came haltingly.

"I remember.. leaving everyone, after everything.."
Edited 2021-07-25 05:30 (UTC)
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[personal profile] travelpants 2021-07-25 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Wow, that's really amazing! I really need to learn to make those real soon," Lena couldn't help but to watch how Kaiba is able to make the ice blocks float in the air, though it wouldn't be long before they fall onto the ground.

For a very normal boring human, she's very impressed by his glyph creations.

"Now what are we going to do with the blocks then?" she asks him in return.

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