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Test Drive Reloaded! #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.)
Lena Kaligaris | Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants
One of the newest arrivals literally sticks out like a sore thumb today as Lena enters Diatu for the first time. The young lady looks rather scared of what just happened and now she is told that she can learn magic. She has always thought that magic only exists in fiction from books to films, but she has never expected it to become so real in the world Diatu is in.
Lena still has the Pants on as she was gearing to apologize to Kostos for the miscommunication between their families (well, between their grandparents) and she was meaning to pass it to Bridget real soon, but now she’s stuck in here with nowhere to go and no way to send the Pants to Bri. So she is there, hoping that the person running the school could send her back to Santorini fast.
Can someone help her to get past the anxiety and befriend her?
Attack of the Geese (A Day in a Life)
Lena is told that there are new clubs and activities to join in, and when she hears that there is an art club looking for new students, she gets interested and walks into the Great Hall, hoping to see students having fun, talking, and club reps handing out flyers like in the school she and Carmen currently attend to.
Except that she is not expecting geese to be mixed into the plan and she is currently swatting at a couple of them trying to go after her and shove a flyer onto her mouth.
“Would you please try to behave yourselves for once?” she tries to ask them nicely and politely but the honking never stops as they try to swarm her as if she’s a flower in Spring and they are like hungry bees.
Wildcard
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(I hope this is okay. ^^)
Loki has so far managed to avoid the geese. It's like they don't even see him. Which they won't, thanks to a small spell; he's grateful to find his magic still works in this world. "You'll have to be more firm than that." Called to the girl currently being swarmed.
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“Oh, you mean I need to make my geese swatting harder then?” she asks Loki while still shooing the geese with the empty tray she grabbed from the table she was at.
She wasn’t sure what the man just said, but it could be the best option she could get.
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She soon turns her attention to the squawking feathery fiends, she takes a deep breath, channels in any anger that she might have on that day, and begins to yell at the geese as loud and aggressive as she could, “Alright, you annoying feathered fiends, get out of my sight or I’ll smack you hard with this tray and send you flying across the hall!”
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The geese begin to squawk in a panic as she pools every single feeling of anger at them and throws them at them for making her day just as miserable like most of the people at the hall. White feathers are scattered as the geese try and fail to escape her wrath.
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"There are easier ways to be bigger and scarier, but that was effective just the same."
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She knows that she is having a hard time trying to get her magical foothold well, the young lady is hoping that being in Diatu would help her out.
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She kinda finds it so weird that she did actually trust an actual real deity's advice and follow through with it, how ironic for someone who couldn't seem to make up her own mind in some decisions.
"So um, what's your name and where you do come from?" she shyly asks him for his name and his original homeworld, "My name is Lena Kaligaris, first generation Greek American from Bethesda, Maryland."
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She could've recognize the name and the place he comes from, though she couldn't put her finger on it just yet.
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"Um, yes, I think I once read about those legends for school," she confesses to him while scratching the back of her head, "So that means the Earth I live in is also a realm and a part of a large universe tree too?"
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