You have just entered room "raiseyourhandforarpee."
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: *hand is raised*
CGNakibe has entered the room.
CGNakibe: (Raise your hand if you're Sure!)
FFFan80 has entered the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (I'm sure, but I want to know how many people actually want to RP tonight before....you know. I try to start RPing.)
Arch mage144: (How many people are going to be here and how many of you are lurking?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'm definitely considering it)
CGNakibe: (*calls upon the POWAH of LURK*)
Lithaladhwen: (Shaun: Lamer than Heart. : ( )
CGNakibe: (... ;_; )
CGNakibe: (... wait. How could ANYTHING be Lamer than Heart?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*shoves a human heart in Kai's face* HEART!)
Lithaladhwen: (*chomp*)
Lithaladhwen: (Mm....heart...)
Lithaladhwen: (So. We have a lot of people considering RP. You know that you'll eventually have to decide, right?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD This is what happens when you read VGCats too much)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yes.)
FFFan80: (Sorry x.x; Was reading)
PapatymisonN: (Ma-ti is my hero.)
CGNakibe: (He's completely useless. >:{ )
Lithaladhwen: (So. Brian, Ashley, Nama, yes? Who else?)
PapatymisonN: (Yo.0
PapatymisonN: )
T3chn0Namagomi: (Which one? CP Ma-ti or VGCats Ma-ti? XP)
PapatymisonN: (All of them. Including the original.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (AKA...THIS)
Lithaladhwen: (So. We add Charles to the list. Dave and Bes?)
FFFan80: (I can try to come up with stuffs)
Lithaladhwen: (Stuffs?)
PapatymisonN: (Stuff, things, and other items?)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm low on stuffs tonight, so I was kind of hoping I wouldn't have to be the one with stuffs.)
FFFan80: (9_<; )
FFFan80: (o.o Hmm.)
FFFan80: (There's a school near Doma for teaching magic, right?)
Lithaladhwen: (...Aside from the hugely obvious Gunnir? I don't know.)
FFFan80: (Rawr.)
Lithaladhwen: (I see no reason why there couldn't be.)
FFFan80: (I know I've heard it mentioned before, I forget who started it though >_>; )
PapatymisonN: (The Doma Community Magic Trades College!)
PapatymisonN: (You learn to spot weld with fire magic!)
CGNakibe: (... XD)
FFFan80: (Well, in the interest of not doing something zomg insane like last time.)
Lithaladhwen: (There's one in Barius, there's one for necromancy, but that one's kind of remote. I see no reason why there couldn't be one, though. I mean, there's more than one college in the damn city I live in.)
Lithaladhwen: (I bet a country like Doma could have more than one magic school.)
FFFan80: (A local *insert magic school* decides to hold a public show, both for entertainment and the kids/teens showing off?)
FFFan80: (Timmy: *makes smiley face flames!*)
CGNakibe: (Seros: Hey Hey kiddies! ^_^)
FFFan80: (=[ )
T3chn0Namagomi: (For some reason, I got the feeling magic schools would be for people a bit older than kids. XP)
CGNakibe: (Skills training starts early, Doug.)
PapatymisonN: (Also: Who says that a NORMAL school can't teach both normal stuff AND magic?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Magic training's likely not the cheapest thing in the world, I'd imagine)
FFFan80: ( Chibi Dan: I can heal! ^-^ *cures 4 hp, and promply passes out* @.@ )
FFFan80: ( You could argue, given how common it is in Gaera, it's not like there's a lack of people who can teach it/learn it )
PapatymisonN: (It ISN'T really that common. PCs are freaks.)
CGNakibe: (Supafreek!)
Lithaladhwen: (College degrees, through most of the world, are uncommon.)
FFFan80: ( Ok then, someone else come up with something? >_>; )
Lithaladhwen: (Yet look how many RPGWWers are in college because we're Americans.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's not uber-common. PCs often represent more "exceptional" types. That, and you can do flashier stuff with magic in a fight than you can with a weapon.)
Lithaladhwen: (I think the idea is fine. I just don't know whether I'd play a student or spectator or whatever.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'd actually be amused at the idea of playing a student.)
Arch mage144: (I was actually toying with the idea of Hakaril returning to Gunnir to serve his time as an adjunct professor.)
Arch mage144: (It was going to be a tangent plot point to something else, but...)
PapatymisonN: (Does Hak even NEED tenure?)
FFFan80: (...The thought of Hakaril teaching anyone horrifies me =[)
Lithaladhwen: (I want to know how you fire Hakaril.)
CGNakibe: (Hak could always take up a teaching job in Varrock.)
Lithaladhwen: (I can imagine him just telling you no.)
FFFan80: (And probably should have left more mental scaring on Midoku =P)
Arch mage144: (Tenure? What?)
PapatymisonN: (Tenure.)
CGNakibe: (Hakaril probably wouldn't be able to cut the Gordian Knot of politics to get Tenure)
Arch mage144: (No. He's required to serve time as a professor and to share his research with the school because he didn't pay for his education.)
PapatymisonN: (Heh.)
Arch mage144: (That's one of Gunnir's rules. You don't have to pay to study there.)
Arch mage144: (You can pay post-graduation by sharing your research and teaching.)
FFFan80: (...suppose you lasted a year, then dropped out? =D; )
PapatymisonN: (And yeah. I suspect Hak could be president, were there such a position, if he wanted.)
PapatymisonN: (He can play THE GAME.)
PapatymisonN: (... and heck. I could even make a Grand Keeper position and install Blue Boy.)
Arch mage144: (The game? Also, if you did, it'd be sad. People don't usually "drop out" of Gunnir, though there are people who ultimately give up on it, I suppose.)
PapatymisonN: (*High Keeper)
PapatymisonN: (That sounds better.)]
Lithaladhwen: (What the fuck is a High Keeper?)
FFFan80: (one of my characters did =D; )
Lithaladhwen: (What does he keep? Llamas?)
PapatymisonN: (Prime Minister. And it doesn't exist yet. And may never.)
FFFan80: (She found her calling elsewhere =[ Damn Ishtar )
CGNakibe: (Shiela, College Dropout. >:{ *HIDES*)
FFFan80: (*slap* Not her =P)
PapatymisonN: (And Keepers rule over the the protectorates.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay, anyway.)
FFFan80: ( Stuff? )
PapatymisonN: (Stuff.)
Lithaladhwen: (School near Doma. Magic things happen there. One of these is some kind of show put on by the students? Show off what their tuition pays for?)
FFFan80: ( Yup )
FFFan80: ( Could either be at said ficticious school or somewhere in Doma *shrug*)
Lithaladhwen: (Whatever. It's all good. I'll think of something.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Then again, I'm amused at the idea of playing a "delinquent" type. XP )
PapatymisonN: (Hmmm... I shall be the teacher.)
Lithaladhwen: (Heehee. You would be. But I guess someone has to, because every school has them.)
Lithaladhwen: (I don't think I'll just pick up a random character, but one of my characters has a reason to leave the Ivory Horn every now and again, I'm sure of it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (But...heh. For some reason...I imagined a "ROTC"esque program for Gunnir)
Arch mage144: (...what? What would you become a member of when you "graduated"?)
Arch mage144: (Gunnir is not a politically-aligned organization. It specifically exists beyond the reach of governments.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Ah. Nevermind.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'm a moron. XP)
T3chn0Namagomi: (mmmm...cheesecake...)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay! So... yeah. Like I said, I'll think of something.)
Lithaladhwen: (Dave? You're the master of revels tonight.)
FFFan80: ( ...fwa? )
FFFan80: ( You mean "get the ball rolling"? =D; )
Lithaladhwen: (Yup.)
FFFan80: <RP>
PapatymisonN: <Mr. Delco>
FFFan80: *On this fine day in Doma City, business goes as usual. The city is rife with bustle, hustle, and both at once!*
FFFan80: *One slight difference, is a new wave of posters adorning various locales in the city*
FFFan80: *...no, not the "Doma needs YOU" posters... or the "Only YOU can prevent mana burn." warning posters.*
FFFan80: *It seems there's a small demonstration being held outside the city gates, showing off the talents of various local mages-in-training*
FFFan80: *All are invited to attend, and take in the talents of the upcoming generation*
Lithaladhwen: (That's it. I'm quoting that mana burn thing.)
FFFan80: <Theo Gavin>
FFFan80: *poke poke poke* Mr. Delco? 9.9
T3chn0Namagomi: *reading a poster* -.- No alcohol? Fuck no, I'm not going. *heads back to the apartments, because Kamos isn't the main focus here*
PapatymisonN: o.o
PapatymisonN: Yes, Mr. Gavin? Is there a problem?
FFFan80: *tis a little boy of 8! With short grey hair and dark blue eyes. Wears a dark green teashirt with light green shorts*
PapatymisonN: *a thin, balding, easily frightened man, wearing hornrimmed glasses and a starched-flat set of robes*
FFFan80: 9.9 How come we can't have our show in the city?
PapatymisonN: We couldn't get the clearance for it. I'm sorry, but this is the best we can do.
FFFan80: v_v ...I was hoping we could see the park...
T3chn0Namagomi: *Instead, we instead have Adrienne Quinze, a rather peeved-looking teenager, appearing to be about sixteen or seventeen in age...*
FFFan80: o.o I heard there's these things, that kidnap people and pull them into their pond, never to return.
PapatymisonN: ... THE DUCKS?
PapatymisonN: o.o I mean, The Ducks?
PapatymisonN: ... urban legend. >.>
FFFan80: Yeah! They sound awesome o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Yeah, sure, like some fucking ducks will do that to you. *rolls her eyes*
PapatymisonN: Language, Miss Quinze.
PapatymisonN: (Does she have a whip and like men with scars?)
FFFan80: 9.9 My mom says demons take you away if you say bad words too much *nod*
FFFan80: Is that a ubah legends too? o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: *She obviously was NOT your "model" student--or even model girl here. And no, she doesn't. One look at her face can tell you a lot--namely, how many piercings you CAN get, to start*
PapatymisonN: ... I'll let your mother answer that one. <.<
PapatymisonN: Now, CHILDREN, let's prepare for the show, alright?
T3chn0Namagomi: No. That's just called "stupidity". *to the kid*
Lithaladhwen: (This is the girl with all the shit in her face!)
FFFan80: ......
FFFan80: e.e Hey, my mom's not dumb!
FFFan80: .....um...
FFFan80: 9.<
FFFan80: .....
Arch mage144: (That's my wife.)
PapatymisonN: CHILDREN! Children, let's FOCUS!
FFFan80: ....YOUR mom! >_<
FFFan80: ...sorry Mr. Delco >.>;
PapatymisonN: ... >.< *pinches the bridge of his nose, lifting his glasses a bit*
T3chn0Namagomi: *She has short, though unruly, blonde hair, and brown eyes, and stands about 5'4 tall.* 9_9 How original. *Of course...she doesn't dress like a "lady" should--instead preferring such unladylike things as pants.*
PapatymisonN: Just... let's all get ready, alright?
Lithaladhwen: (I bet Dawn could keep these kids in line...)
FFFan80: (No. =[ )
Arch mage144: (Yeah, none of the women in Doma wear pants.)
FFFan80: Ok. o.o
Arch mage144: (The queen, for example, is never seen in anything other than a Victorian hoop-dress.)
FFFan80: (....)
FFFan80: (Where the hell did that come from? o_o; )
Lithaladhwen: (Unladylike young women in pants.)
Lithaladhwen: (I say, as long as her ankles aren't showing, we're all cool.)
PapatymisonN: You too, Miss Quinze.
FFFan80: ( Indeed. The nerve of that Mary Tyler Moore =[ )
Lithaladhwen: (That's where I draw the line, though.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *her ankles are showing, too.*
Lithaladhwen: ( :O )
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, yeah.
FFFan80: Mr. Delco? o.o
PapatymisonN: *begins to buzz about, micromanaging...*
PapatymisonN: *slightly exasperated* YES, Mr. Gavin?
FFFan80: 9.9 How come I can't do my super awesome demon illusion? I bet it would be really scary.
FFFan80: o.o I mean, it made Maryanne pee herself, it was that good ^-^
FFFan80: *...oh my, there's some glaring* ¬.¬;
PapatymisonN: ... don't, Mr. Gavin. We want to make people HAPPY, not soil themselves.
PapatymisonN: Now, run along... get prepared...
FFFan80: But scaring people is awesome!
T3chn0Namagomi: >_> I'd be more amused with the latter result, personally.
FFFan80: See, even she agrees!
PapatymisonN: *massaging his temples* I don't NEED this...
PapatymisonN: IM: My psychiatrist told me to go to my HAPPY place...
FFFan80: (...apologies if this is boring >_>; *shrug*)
Lithaladhwen: (Not so. Just trying to think of a way to be involved. I don't intend to lurk out.)
PapatymisonN: Do the act that's SCHEDULED, Mr. Gavin.
PapatymisonN: *breathes easier*
FFFan80: ....ok.... v_v
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks at her schedule again*
FFFan80: *slouches off*
FFFan80: ....and I'm telling you, it's NOT FAIR!
FFFan80: Yeah right, you're just jealous I'm going first...
PapatymisonN: ... ooooh... >.< *scuttles over to the scuffle*
PapatymisonN: What's WRONG...?
FFFan80: Jealous? HAH, you wish pal.
FFFan80: >\/> *tis a young lady in her early teens, long blonde hair tied back into a braid and currently glaring with hazel eyes. Wering a formal robe of brown, albeit it looks a bit tattered*
T3chn0Namagomi: *mainly--what act she's scheduled for*
FFFan80: <\/< *and a young gentleman also in his teens, wearing a robe of dark blue. Long spikey black hair and green eyes*
PapatymisonN: *Um... let's see here... [leafs through papers]... ah! You'll be doing the Conjuring! You're to conjure a banana, a rabbit, and finally, a table! It'll be WONDERFUL!*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: I can't believe this. I'm REQUIRED to go through with this or I apparently fail. 9_9
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...oh, THIS is fucking BULLSHIT.
FFFan80: Mr. Delco, I highly protest the order in which our acts are to go on e.e
FFFan80: *color! (x.x)
FFFan80: >\/> By going first, he is going to make my following act even more taxing that it should be!
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Like hell I'm going to just do little tricks. I like my own "conjuring" just fine. 9_9
PapatymisonN: Wait, wait, wait... what are you two doing again?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
PapatymisonN: *looking at papers*
FFFan80: *she's scheduled to perform various bits with ice elemtnal magic. The gentleman is going to be doing the same with fire*
FFFan80: ...oh, this should be good 9_9 *rolls eyes*
PapatymisonN: I... don't see the problem. o.o
FFFan80: By going first, the stage is going to be extraordinarly hot, which is going to have an EXTREMELy negative impact on my performance!
FFFan80: ...because I'm sure all that cold air won't hurt mine one bit, right? e.e
FFFan80: e.e
PapatymisonN: OK, alright... the order stays the same. I'll make sure things are a good temperature before you go on, alright?
FFFan80: Thank you, Mr. Delco.
FFFan80: ¬_¬ At least SOMEONE cares about the other performers.
FFFan80: <\/<
PapatymisonN: ... and please stop bickering.
PapatymisonN: About ANYTHING.
FFFan80: Hey, I haven't got any problems.
FFFan80: It's not my fault she's bitter with me 9\/9
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: I don't know what you're talking about
FFFan80: <\/< ......
CGNakibe: (Ah, young love.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...How about you both just shut the fuck up about who goes first or whatever?
PapatymisonN: ... Miss Quinze! LANGUAGE! I won't tell you again!
T3chn0Namagomi: Fine, fine... *folds her arms over her chest*
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: *goes to do some OTHER micromanagement* IM: She HAS to have cast a spell on those... o.o;
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: He BETTER not be staring at my boobs again. Otherwise, I'll let him "participate" in my demonstration. -V-#
PapatymisonN: (... so, wait. Girls KNOW when guys look at them? o.o)
FFFan80: Hey, Adrienne?
FFFan80: >_> ...ever thought about removing some of those piercings? I think they're giving you brain damage...
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Go die somewhere.
Lithaladhwen: (Charles: Um....yes?)
FFFan80: You first.
FFFan80: ^_^
PapatymisonN: (BULL.)
FFFan80: (I call bull on your bull )
Lithaladhwen: (Can you tell when a woman stares at your crotch while you're talking to her?)
PapatymisonN: (That would have to HAPPEN first.)
FFFan80: (I think you're going to notice someone not looking you in the eyes =P )
T3chn0Namagomi: Whatever, robe-boy. *happens to be wearing a black tank-top, for the count* I'm not the one arguing about why I should go first.
PapatymisonN: (And if I'm lookin', I'm not talking to them. I gaze FROM AFAR.)
FFFan80: ...hey, I got it fair and square, it's not my faul Babs here is pissy at me >_>
T3chn0Namagomi: (Girls also are able to tell when you're distinctly trying to avoid looking at their chest as well, it seems)
FFFan80: ...it's BARBARA dammit e.e
Lithaladhwen: (We can smell fear.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
Lithaladhwen: (For the life of me I can't think of a way to get in one of my characters. I'm not so good with the improvisation.)
PapatymisonN: (... eh. I'll always have asses.)
FFFan80: ( =/ )
FFFan80: ( *not touching that one* )
Lithaladhwen: (I should hope not. You should be careful which asses you-- *shot*)
PapatymisonN: (Uh... anyone you got interested in a substitute position?_
PapatymisonN: )
FFFan80: (*hides gun* <.< )
PapatymisonN: (... and I want the end of that sentence!)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm tempted to play Tassi, as she's been offworld for several months and hasn't been seen around.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Eh.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Bah. When's the stupid show going to start?
FFFan80: I think in a couple minutes actually.
Lithaladhwen: (Tassi would work as a magical school-nurse-type, though she's probably more qualified than your average school nurse.)
FFFan80: ...oh Gods I hope I don't forget my last incantation... @_@
PapatymisonN: Yes, yes, we'll be starting soon.
FFFan80: ...wouldn't be the first time you lost your magic touch... >.>
FFFan80: ....*GLARE* e_@
PapatymisonN: We need everyone ready in THREE MINUTES!
FFFan80: <.< ...break a leg Babs ^-^ *scoots off*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...That was horrible. Seriously. I'm surprised she *motioning to Barbara* hasn't whomped you for that.
FFFan80: ...give it enough time... ¬.¬
Lithaladhwen: *Tassi taps Mr. Delco, the poor lone adult, on the back of his shoulder, and addresses him in her usual Baronian accent.* You managing all right over here?
T3chn0Namagomi: *walks off to her "ready" position*
Lithaladhwen: We had three spell misfires with the younger kids and the oldest ones have been keeping me even busier.
FFFan80: ,v.v, *little girl nearby nursing a singed arm*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, filth. Come here, sweetheart.
PapatymisonN: O.O
Lithaladhwen: *goes to take care of the child*]
Lithaladhwen: **
PapatymisonN: Oh my... so much going on...
FFFan80: ...I di..didn't know it would jump... ,v.v,
FFFan80: *Pokes Mr. Delco*
FFFan80: 9.9 Are you really really REALLY sure I can't do my super special illusion?
PapatymisonN: YES, Mr. Gavin.
PapatymisonN: NO demons.
FFFan80: v_v
Lithaladhwen: It's okay. Everyone is a little nervous today. Things don't always go as you expect when you're nervous, but it's nothing to worry about.
FFFan80: *sulks off again*
Lithaladhwen: *healing action for cute burned kids*
FFFan80: *sniffles*
FFFan80: I...I don't know if... if I can do it now... v.v
Lithaladhwen: *confidential tone* You know, even I have that problem sometimes. *serious nod* I know just where you're coming from. You'll be just fine.
FFFan80: R..really? o.o
FFFan80: *pokes* Mr. Delco?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, yes. I do a lot of my work in big fights, and it's very easy to get nervous when you ahve so many people watching and depending on you. But in the end you can always do it. You can do anything today that you could do before.
Lithaladhwen: No matter how nervous you are.... it's all still there. *smile*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Does he REALLY expect me to just go with simple conjurations?
PapatymisonN: Yes?
FFFan80: *Tis Maryanne! In her purple robes, with long, dark blue hair in two braids, and green eyes*
FFFan80: Um...
PapatymisonN: (Last name?)
FFFan80: (Haverly? *shrug*)
PapatymisonN: What is it, Miss Haverly?
FFFan80: I...think one of the younger ones got... carried away practicing? >_>; *points*
PapatymisonN: *looks*
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'm sorry for trying to hurry this along, but I'm not sure HOW long my brother will be gone)
FFFan80: *There is currently, a little hand sticking out from a pile of sticks/pots/pans/various things the children practice summoning on*
PapatymisonN: AAACK!
PapatymisonN: *hustles over, digging the child out of the pile!
PapatymisonN: *
FFFan80: >_@
FFFan80: -_- 9_9 Hi
PapatymisonN: *oh! Who is it?*
T3chn0Namagomi: *suddenly, the announcement to the audience is heard* And now, to present the students performing here, give a hand for Mr. Edwin Delco!
FFFan80: *Another little boy, this one a little older than Theo. Mangy brown hair and matching eyes*
FFFan80: o.o
FFFan80: Hey, that's you Mr. Delco.
FFFan80: (*Doug wins the GM Broom award*)
PapatymisonN: o.o Are you alright?
FFFan80: (=D ; )
FFFan80: o.o; ...eep, it's almost time.
FFFan80: 9.9
T3chn0Namagomi: *snickers* IM: What a goofy-ass name
FFFan80: *hugs Tassi*
FFFan80: Thanks you.
PapatymisonN: *patpat, not waiting for a response* Good! *hustles off!*
Lithaladhwen: *hugs her back* Go show them what you can do. ^_^
FFFan80: O...okay ^-^
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o; *to the audience, waiting for him to come out* Err, give a hand for Mr. Edwin Delco!
PapatymisonN: *goes on the stage*
PapatymisonN: Good day to you all!
T3chn0Namagomi: *leaves, with a sigh of relief*
FFFan80: *clapping and a few cheers!*
Lithaladhwen: *claps politely*
PapatymisonN: It is very nice to see so many smiling faces. We here at the Ginger Heart Magic Academy wish to welcome you to our pageant!
FFFan80: *A guard or two appear to be in the back of the crowd, whether on break or 'just in case' is up to interpretation*
Arch mage144: *in the audience, observing the pageant for his own purposes, is a very flamboyantly dressed General*
PapatymisonN: We will be exhibiting various forms of magic, and, hopefully, bringing a smile to your face at the same time!
PapatymisonN: Now, our first act is... um...
PapatymisonN: *pulls out a piece of paper* Ah! A first year with a LOT of potential! Introducing Mr. Theo Gavin!
FFFan80: o.o
Arch mage144: *seated next to him is a man dressed in purple with long, flowing black hair and wings that he is trying desperately to restrain*
FFFan80: *just... kinda stares at the audience from offstage*
FFFan80: o.o;
T3chn0Namagomi: *w* Do the demon...
Lithaladhwen: *heads out into the audience because the show's starting*
Arch mage144: *poking the other man* *w* See, I told you this would be great!
Lithaladhwen: IM: I told the kids I'd watch and I will.
FFFan80: ...*pssssts* Mr. Delco! >_>;
PapatymisonN: *goes off stage* Yes?
FFFan80: *Points*
FFFan80: o.o;;
PapatymisonN: *looks*
PapatymisonN: ... Mr. Gavin! Go on!
FFFan80: o.o;;;
PapatymisonN: *whispers*
PapatymisonN: *w* Mr. Gavin!
FFFan80: ....*w* sorry buddy >_<
FFFan80: *SHOVE!*
FFFan80: *stumbles out!* >.o;
PapatymisonN: IM: Oh no...
FFFan80: .....
FFFan80: o.o;
FFFan80: IM: ...so many...
PapatymisonN: IM: Come on, Mr. Gavin...
FFFan80: Um...
FFFan80: ...
FFFan80: H..hi. I..I'm h...here to... to um...
FFFan80: 9.<;
FFFan80: Um...
T3chn0Namagomi: *grinning, mouths out the word "demon" to Theo Gavin if he can see her*
FFFan80: S...show you t..the um... mag... magic of the... um...
FFFan80: ...i...i... illusion s...school...
Arch mage144: *w* Man, what's his problem? Isn't he proud of his art? Shouldn't he be busting it out just like that?
Lithaladhwen: *heading into the audience she turns back and tosses the boy an encouraging smile*
Lithaladhwen: IM: He'll be fine.
FFFan80: o.o *spots!*
FFFan80: -.-
PapatymisonN: *can't read her lips, but reads HER, and gives Quinze a "look"*
Arch mage144: *w* Well...Hakaril...not everyone is as...certain of their capabilities...as you are...
FFFan80: *ahem*
T3chn0Namagomi: *just keeps grinning*
Arch mage144: *w* Whatever. A mage should approach everything with a confident and certain attitude!
FFFan80: One of the... the more useful spells, is this. I..if you need to conf..fuse your opponent.
CGNakibe: (Child: *looks at all the grinning faces*)
FFFan80: -.- *starts chanting*
CGNakibe: (Child: UWAAAAAH... they ALL WANNA EAT MEEEEH!!! ;_; *runs off stage*)
Lithaladhwen: (Lost Brian.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: Hakaril and Darin. Seems like a good idea. I should at least keep an eye on them. I swear, Hakaril could cause more trouble here than all of the children combined.
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
FFFan80: *in front of the audience, several copies of Theo pop into existance, locked in the same chanting pose he had a moment ago*
FFFan80: -.- -.- -.-
FFFan80: *People in the front will notice they seem a bit... flat*
Lithaladhwen: *looks up* IM: Good boy. Good start.
FFFan80: From a distance, t...these can be useful for making you seem t..to be in many places at o..once.
Arch mage144: *w* Ah, a mirror image spell! Classic! A little ill-formed, though. I'm no illusionist, but illusion magic is art. You don't have to be an expert to know if it it's good or not.
Lithaladhwen: *Steps behind the archmage and tips Hakaril's hat forward to cover his eyes* That's rude, Hakaril. He's learning.
FFFan80: *waves his hand, they vanish in a small flash*
PapatymisonN: ^_^ IM: Oh, he's doing so well...
Arch mage144: *shoves his hat back onto his head and turns around* *w* Hey, not like he can hear me. Darin, what's your woman doing here? The kid can't hear me, get her under control!
PapatymisonN: o.o IM: Relatively.
Arch mage144: ......
FFFan80: A...another useful ability, is to make y..your own appearance change.
Arch mage144: Um...
Lithaladhwen: Oh, honestly, Hakaril.
Arch mage144: You know I'm kidding.
Lithaladhwen: I know. How have you both been? *said mainly to Darin*
PapatymisonN: o.o
PapatymisonN: IM: NOT a demon.
Arch mage144: I...I told you that...I was okay...
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: DE-MON! DE-MON! DE-MON!
FFFan80: While it doesn't physically change you, people looking at you will think you're the real thing.
Arch mage144: Me? Fine. Subsisting on a diet that consists of considerably fewer pineapples.
FFFan80: *chants again* -.-
Lithaladhwen: *satisfied nod* That's a start.
Arch mage144: Yeah, it's a real improvement.
FFFan80: *his body starts to shimmer*
Lithaladhwen: *watches the boy onstage*
FFFan80: *After a brief flash*
FFFan80: *The audience sees that the little boy...*
FFFan80: *Has been replaced with a rather large lion*
FFFan80: =e.e=
Arch mage144: Oh...very good!
Lithaladhwen: *delighted laugh*
PapatymisonN: ... IM: PHEW!
Lithaladhwen: *claps*
FFFan80: .....
Lithaladhwen: Fantastic.
FFFan80: *ROOAAAAAAAARRRRR* =>.<=
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Maaan! Grow some balls, kid!
PapatymisonN: (Sirvix: Wait, you CUT DOWN on your pineapples? That explains the taste getting worse... *wipes mouth*)
PapatymisonN: Ooh! *spooked*
Lithaladhwen: (Charles' statement is correct but totally unwarranted weirdness.)
FFFan80: *much clapping from the rest of the audience*
FFFan80: (seconded =P )
T3chn0Namagomi: (I...won't ask.)
FFFan80: *another brief flash, and the young illusionist is back* o.o
CGNakibe: (Some suggest celery, actually. >.>)
FFFan80: <.<
Arch mage144: *golf claps*
FFFan80: o.o
FFFan80: >.>
FFFan80: *smiles* ^_^
CGNakibe: (Which just confuses all!)
FFFan80: .....
FFFan80: <_<
FFFan80: .....
FFFan80: >_>
PapatymisonN: *clapping from the side*
PapatymisonN: ^_^
FFFan80: *Mr. Delco, with all his teaching experience*
FFFan80: *recognizes 'the look' Mr. Gavin has on his face*
FFFan80: There are also other forms you can take with this...
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: DE-MON! DE-MON! DE-MON!
PapatymisonN: O.o
PapatymisonN: No.
PapatymisonN: NO.
PapatymisonN: *rushes onstage*
FFFan80: *mid chant!* -.-
PapatymisonN: But that's more for a more advanced mage. Theo Gavin, everyone!
PapatymisonN: *shoos him offstage*
FFFan80: >.o;
FFFan80: IM: Awww!
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Now I won't get to see if he'd go for the demon look.
FFFan80: >_< IM: I was gonna have all scary eyes and stuff!
Arch mage144: Awww, why yank the kid during his moment of glory?
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. Regulations. Mr. Delco is a very careful man.
PapatymisonN: Next up for some "fiery" antics, Mr. Matthew Cronolic!
CGNakibe: (I bring you... a PLAGUE of DEMONS!)
CGNakibe: (Also known as a classroom full of children.)
FFFan80: *The dark blue robed student shuffles out, still black spikey haired and what not*
FFFan80: <.<
FFFan80: >.>
FFFan80: *bows politely* Afternoon good citizens of Doma.
FFFan80: I'm here to show you another aspect of the magical realm today. As our wonderful teacher alluded to, the realm of fire magic.
Arch mage144: Regulations? Careful? What?
FFFan80: Now, when most people think of fire magic, the first thing that springs to mind is setting people on fire.
Arch mage144: I...I believe that the school has...some sort of...rules, Hakaril...
Lithaladhwen: Thank you, Darin.
FFFan80: And while very tempting a good deal of the time, I'll be avoiding that today.
Arch mage144: ...I know that's the first thing I think of.
Lithaladhwen: I don't doubt it.
Lithaladhwen: IM: *burning rosebush in an inn re-emerges from memory*
Arch mage144: What do you think of?
Lithaladhwen: Hm? Oh, I've been set on fire enough that I think the same.
FFFan80: There are, however, practical uses for said magic. Be it heating a home or your school. Assisting with refining metals and glass. Providing light.
Arch mage144: Precisely.
FFFan80: <.< ...but I'm guessing you all didn't come here for a lecture.
Arch mage144: The young man...has a very valid point, Hakaril.
FFFan80: -.- *chants and gestures, conjuring up some piles of sticks and twigs along the stage*
FFFan80: So! Here for your entertainment, some fire manipulation!
Lithaladhwen: This school has some very talented fire mages, actually. I don't know what it is with children and burning things, but there's definitely a trend.
FFFan80: -_- *begins again, seems to be concentrating hard*
Lithaladhwen: They're generally fairly good at keeping themselves uninjured, though. The air mages do all sorts of interesting things to hurt each other by accident.
FFFan80: *the audience notices, that the piles are starting to give off a very faint glow, small flickers of flame starting to show*
FFFan80: >_< *begins to gesture about*
FFFan80: *as he does, pillars of fire shoot up from each pile*
Lithaladhwen: *claps*
FFFan80: *then a few arcs of flame begin to dance across each pile, first in unison, then a few over and around each other in a rather impressive display.*
Lithaladhwen: Ah, lovely.
FFFan80: *...you know, for the general public at least*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Eh. Decent.
Arch mage144: Hey, good stuff! *clapping*
FFFan80: *Ending with each pile shooting up one last large blast each, before flickering out*
FFFan80: ~_~;;
FFFan80: T...thank you.
FFFan80: *bows*
FFFan80: *shuffles off stage*
PapatymisonN: *goes onstage* Matthew Cronolic, everyone!
PapatymisonN: *applauding*
FFFan80: *...and when out of site, promptly flops onto the ground* ~_~;
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Now, I have to just cool things down JUST a bit... *is emitting a sort of fog from both palms...*
PapatymisonN: In preparation for our NEXT act!
PapatymisonN: ... er... wait.
PapatymisonN: *looks at the paper* Oh. Forgive me. The cryomancer will be along in JUST a moment.
FFFan80: 6_6;; *patting the flopped gentleman's face* Matt? Common say something? ó.ò
PapatymisonN: But first, our conjurations master! Please welcome Adrienne Quinze!
T3chn0Namagomi: Pfft.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: He knows that's not what I AM.
PapatymisonN: *goes off to see what she's doing*
T3chn0Namagomi: *nonetheless, the tank-top-and-pants wearing 17-year-old walks out. And apparently, according to Delco, she has a high number in her first measurement*
T3chn0Namagomi: Greetings, all. Now, as he said, I DO conjurations. I'm not a master of them, and to be honest, conjuring tables and rabbits is just a good way to compensate for a small dick on a date.
T3chn0Namagomi: Here, I'm going to teach you something you all can use--how to defend yourself against a hostile spellcaster
Arch mage144: ......
PapatymisonN: o.o
FFFan80: o_o
Arch mage144: What the hell is she talking about rabbits and penis size for?
FFFan80: Hey, how come she gets to do something else? >_<
Arch mage144: I'll show her real compensation...
Lithaladhwen: .....I don't know what you're considering, but please don't.
T3chn0Namagomi: The main thing is that you have to know what your enemy is using, and how to dodge it.
Arch mage144: ...I...what is she...going to do?
Lithaladhwen: You have something totally mad brewing in that head of yours.
Arch mage144: Silence.
FFFan80: ...I don't think Mr. Delco's going to be happy, Theo >_>;
T3chn0Namagomi: First off, your normal spells! *waves her hand, while a light blue vertical square appears onstage*
Lithaladhwen: (Hakaril: *conjures an island of pink plushies in the Val'ri sea*)
Arch mage144: (No way, man, too draining)
PapatymisonN: (Blue plushies, then?
PapatymisonN: )
T3chn0Namagomi: Almost any caster knows how to use something that just hits a single person--it's not draining, and there's little collateral risks.
T3chn0Namagomi: Such as...this! *chants* Niva!
T3chn0Namagomi: *a bolt of ice is flung forward from her hands, right at the target--embedding itself in it*
Lithaladhwen: *covers her eyes with one hand briefly* IM: I'm afraid of what he's going to do...
PapatymisonN: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: These take various forms, but there are a few things you can do. Taking cover's a great option.
FFFan80: Barbara: o_o ..... e_e++ IM: HEY, THAT'S MY DAMN ACT
Lithaladhwen: IM: Can't he ever stand to watch someone else casting magic?
FFFan80: *groans* ~_~
PapatymisonN: *allowing this...
PapatymisonN: *
FFFan80: *Mr. Delco likely notices he's under the effects of manaburn*
T3chn0Namagomi: Use a building, stand, or even another person to shield yourself. Alternatively, dodge to the side, if you're fast enough.
Arch mage144: *shouting from the audience* Hey, kid!
PapatymisonN: *tending to the boy with an ether*
T3chn0Namagomi: Second, we have spells that fill a massive line.
FFFan80: o.o? *looks out from behind the curtain*
T3chn0Namagomi: WAIT UNTIL I'M DONE!
Lithaladhwen: *looks around her like she has no idea who this crazy man is*
FFFan80: *ditto* o_o; IM: What in the world...?
Arch mage144: *shouts again* Okay, fine!
T3chn0Namagomi: These are like the first--only a lot bigger in comparison.
T3chn0Namagomi: *waves her hand again, another blue square pops up standing vertically, next to the first one* Now...as you'll see here...
T3chn0Namagomi: *chants again* Navaya! *a slight crackle of electricity is felt in the air, followed by a massive burst of wind gathering forth and blowing both the targets away*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Those who are observant might see grass being torn away in a line past the stage*
Arch mage144 has left the room.
FFFan80: IM: ...what the hell is she doing? This is supposed to be a show, not a class!?
T3chn0Namagomi: This isn't quite so easy to get out of the way of. Or hide from, to be exact.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
FFFan80: ....*one of the guards in the back runs up to the back of the stage*
T3chn0Namagomi: The key is to hide behind a heavy, sturdy form of cover, like a building. Or get out of the way, again.
FFFan80: Sir. *to Mr. Delco*
T3chn0Namagomi: Third...you have spells that attack directly from the ground. These...are likewise, not so easy to get around.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder how long Hakaril can restrain himself at this rate.
T3chn0Namagomi: *chants...and a table DOES appear*
FFFan80: 9.9 Hi Mr. Guard. *waves*
FFFan80: ...yeah, hey there.
T3chn0Namagomi: You can't quite hide behind cover with these. As such, you have to get out of the way. Sometimes, a well-timed jump can avoid it all, though.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Yes, yes, thank you.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Though I suppose she can't count on her audience having been in as many battles as some few of us here have.
PapatymisonN: *turns* Yes, sir? o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: *chants again* Naradva! *and slams her hand into the ground, a slight red glow playing around her hand*
FFFan80: We have a bit of a problem.
FFFan80: *points to the line of grass off stage, hit by the spell from on stage*
T3chn0Namagomi: *The ground starts shaking...and then bursts from underneath the table, launching it into the air--in pieces*
FFFan80: You specifically told us, none of your students magic was going to leave the stage.
FFFan80: Kindly try to get them back under control? e.e
Arch mage144: *shout* Oh man, you sure showed that table!
FFFan80: 9.9 Are you taking him to jail?
T3chn0Namagomi: *It lands back on the stage--the top of it breaking on impact with said stage*
FFFan80: ...no.
PapatymisonN: ... uh...
T3chn0Namagomi: These tend to be evidenced by--as you can see here...the caster actively making contact with the ground in some way
T3chn0Namagomi: The best option for your safety is to get out of wherever you are, immediately.
Arch mage144: IM: This kid sounds like my duelling textbook.
T3chn0Namagomi: Next, you have spells that leap from one thing to another.
PapatymisonN: Well... she's... I'm letting her do some freeform learning.
PapatymisonN: She responds better to it.
Arch mage144: IM: Dry and oddly understated. "If an enemy wizard is attempting to kill you, the first step is to avoid panicking. If you panic, you will surely meet your doom."
FFFan80: .....
FFFan80: To be blunt? I don't care.
PapatymisonN: And it won't happen again.
FFFan80: Next kid who flings something off stage, and we're stopping this, got it?
Lithaladhwen: (Dueling textbook cover reads, in large comforting lettering: Don't panic!)
PapatymisonN: *nods* Of course.
FFFan80: Good, make sure that it doesn't.
FFFan80: *walks off*
FFFan80: *pokes Mr. Delco*
T3chn0Namagomi: *chants some more...and three more of those blue panels appear, standing vertically in a triangle formation*
CGNakibe: (Did everyone remember to bring their towel?)
Arch mage144: IM: "If the enemy wizard is not trying to kill you, it is probable that you will not be as likely to panic. In this case, you may still feel a slight anxiety depending on the purpose of your duel."
FFFan80: 9.9 Are they gonna put you in prison?
Arch mage144: IM: Blah blah blah. "The next step is to subdue or kill the enemy wizard..."
Arch mage144: IM: And then there's chapter two. "So, you've been mortally wounded."
T3chn0Namagomi: These are typically evidenced by the fact that your target may be aiming at something that is not you. The best option is to get behind some cover immediately, but that won't always work.
PapatymisonN: ... no.
Arch mage144: IM: "Once again, the key is to remain calm. Control your breathing. Steady yourself and prevent your reflexes from running out of line. Many apparently severe injuries are merely flesh wounds."
T3chn0Namagomi: Because of this...*chants again* Navaju! *this time, she lets loose a bolt of electricity that leaps from the first target, to the second, and ends at the third*
FFFan80: o.o Isn't that what happens when guards come? That always happened to Dad.
Arch mage144: IM: I swear, the best use I ever found for that book was polymorphing it into a bottle of Rivan whiskey.
Arch mage144: IM: When I'm doing my adjunct professor work, I swear I won't make my students read that shit.
T3chn0Namagomi: It hits something, and then leaps to another and another. Your best option is to get as far from everything else as possible, including other people.
PapatymisonN: ... oh.
T3chn0Namagomi: Next, are spells that explode on impact with things. These are roughly equal to your standard spells in question, but much harder to dodge.
PapatymisonN: Um... no. I won't be going to jail. He just wanted to talk.
PapatymisonN: (This kid better end up in 2gen, pal.)
Arch mage144: IM: This lecture is boring. All theory and no application.
T3chn0Namagomi: (I get the feeling she's in final year here anyway. XP)
Arch mage144: IM: Rote memorization of spell targeting effects doesn't make you a battle-hardened mage.
Arch mage144: *shout* Hey! Your presentation is fascinating, but I've got a question!
T3chn0Namagomi: I said, wait until i'm done!
Arch mage144: *snaps his fingers, and a trio of glowing orbs appear around the girl on stage* *shout* Do you think the enemy will wait until you're done?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, Hakaril. -_-; Must you compete with the children?
Arch mage144: No, that's not sporting.
Arch mage144: It's like playing chess with a blind man who isn't allowed to touch his pieces.
T3chn0Namagomi: I KNOW that, you ass! Just WAIT for me to do my bloody presentation!
Arch mage144: Orbs: *vibrate violently, throwing off sparks at the young girl*
T3chn0Namagomi: Not EVERYONE here is a mage, you know!
Lithaladhwen: I'll admit she was taking a while, but for heaven's sake. She has the floor right now.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm going to have to pull him home by his ear, aren't I?
Arch mage144: *shout* And if they're not a mage, then what good is your presentation, hm?
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh, HELL! *attempts to jump out from the center of the orbs, while chanting*
Arch mage144: Orbs: *spark some more*
Arch mage144: *they're not so hard to escape, but they quickly fly up into the air and begin buzzing around like giant ball-lightning mosquitos*
Lithaladhwen: IM: What the hell is he trying to accomplish?!
PapatymisonN: ... *steps on stage* OK, that's enough audience participation. e_e
Arch mage144: *shout* Shut up, I'm busy here!
T3chn0Namagomi: Naniva! *a crystalline globe forms in her hands, which fires at the three orbs*
Lithaladhwen: -_- *sigh*
Arch mage144: *two of the orbs freeze instantly, crashing to the ground and breaking like glass into tiny pieces*
Arch mage144: *the third attempts to deliver a painful but non-lethal tazer blast to the girl*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm going to have to fix someone here, I can feel it. Hakaril had better be careful, because I don't think she's skilled enough to control herself.
T3chn0Namagomi: As you can see, the spells will often hit things near y-AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
Arch mage144: *smirks a little*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Tazered...but still standing*
Lithaladhwen: IM: This could dissolve into absolute idiocy very soon.
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh, THAT IS IT!
Lithaladhwen: Hakaril? What are you trying to accomplish?
Arch mage144: IM: Two with one shot. Not bad. Those things aren't that easy to take down.
Arch mage144: Shh. Final exam.
Lithaladhwen: *exasperated sigh* Fine. No injuries, please?
Arch mage144: Wisp: *dances around making chittering noises*
Lithaladhwen: (Wisp: Hey! Listen!)
PapatymisonN: o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: LAST, are your conic spells! Which fire a blast that expands at a distance! These may have a shorter range pending on the spell, but...>.<
PapatymisonN: *DISPELS the spells Hak cast*
T3chn0Namagomi: *chants one last time* Nakuva! *air...and then fire gather into her hands into a sphere*
Arch mage144: *leaps into the air, suddenly sprouting a triple set of dragonfly wings that propel him toward the stage*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...which then explodes into a cone of flame at the last wisp*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, the wisp, having been dispelled, no longer exists as a target*
Lithaladhwen: *facepalm*
Lithaladhwen: Darin, I think I'm going to have to follow them. I'm on duty and Hakaril is being a madman.
Arch mage144: *lands on the edge of the stage and gives Delco a cross look*
Arch mage144: *waggles a finger at him menacingly*
T3chn0Namagomi: As you can see--they're not so easy to dodge at a distance. Your BEST bet is to move closer to the caster--but to the left or the right.
Arch mage144: *steps closer* *w* We need to have a talk.
Lithaladhwen: (Lost Brian.)
T3chn0Namagomi: The blast is narrower up close--so you're better at dodging at this distance.
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: *w* You are INTERFERING with MY students! There's no talking needed!
Arch mage144: I...I...perhaps...
T3chn0Namagomi: *one might notice--that she hasn't--that during the tazer blast, one of the straps on her tank top came undone, leaving one side to fall down and ever so slightly expose her upper-body undergarments.*
Arch mage144: *raises an eyebrow* *w* Who are you?
Arch mage144: *w* And do you know who I am?
Lithaladhwen: (Fanservicey goodness!)
CGNakibe: (Its the Billion Gil man!)
Arch mage144: *w* And third, who is that girl?
PapatymisonN: I'm the teacher of these youths.
FFFan80: *murmuring from the audience*
T3chn0Namagomi: Anyway! That is my brief presentation on various types of spells, and how you can avoid them! And lastly...
T3chn0Namagomi: I would like to thank...
FFFan80: Random Citizen: ...my Gods, he can't even control his own students?
PapatymisonN: I just know you're some pompous jerk drunk on power...
PapatymisonN: And SHE...
PapatymisonN: *looks at her*
PapatymisonN: ... uh...
FFFan80: Random Citizen #2: My goodness, is that General Silvar?
Arch mage144: The answer to my second question is totally wrong.
PapatymisonN: *blinks twice*
T3chn0Namagomi: *walks over to Hakaril, and turns him around via a hand on his shoulder* Uhh...what's your name again?
FFFan80: Random Citizen #3: ...is this part of the show? o_O
FFFan80: ...that's General Silvar?
FFFan80: ......*o.o*
Arch mage144: I am General Hakaril James Silvar, Archmagus, Astralist, Planar Cartographer, Author, Poet, Dracokitty Breeder, Demon Hunter, Swordsman, Scholar, Slayer of Tiamat and Improvisational Lawyer!
FFFan80: o.o
Lithaladhwen: *approaches behind Hakaril* IM: And to think, one of those is my fault.
FFFan80: Cool, he has wings!
PapatymisonN: ... oh.
Arch mage144: *wingflick*
Arch mage144: Yeah. Oh.
FFFan80: And I think they're real too! o_o
PapatymisonN: You forgot Interferer in Student Expositions. e_e
Arch mage144: I'm also an adjunct professor at Gunnir Academy.
Arch mage144: And a talent scout.
T3chn0Namagomi: General Hakaril James Silvar, Archmagus, Astralist, Planar Cartographer, Author, Poet, Dracokitty Breeder, Demon Hunter, Swordsman, Scholar, Slayer of Tiamat, and Improvisational Lawyer!
Lithaladhwen: *to Delco* No one was injured in any of that were they?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Wait, WHAT?!
T3chn0Namagomi: HOLY CRAP! YOU'RE THE GENERAL?!
Arch mage144: *bows, holding onto his hat*
PapatymisonN: ... well... no...
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
FFFan80: *nerves back stage seem to have been shot* o_@
Arch mage144: I want her to take the Mage Corps entrance examination.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Then I'm just here ....to babysit. Or something.
T3chn0Namagomi: Give him a special round of applause!
Arch mage144: How old is she?
T3chn0Namagomi: Seventeen.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Out of his mind. I know that there's a perfectly good point to all this. He always has a perfectly good reason for the bloody half-baked totally mad things he does. ...I suppose she'd do well, though.
Lithaladhwen: (Lost Brian.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: Right temperament, provided she sorts out some ....authority issues.
Lithaladhwen: IM: If she doesn't I'll box her ears myself.
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: ... the Mage Corps, hmm?
Arch mage144: Yeah.
PapatymisonN: Miss Quinze, would... *BLINKBLINK! >.<* you be interested in that?
PapatymisonN: ... and please fix your shirt...
Arch mage144: She lectures like my old duelling textbook, but she has the enthusiasm for combat magic that it takes to be part of the army's mage contingent.
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o Wait, what? >_> AAAHHH!! *tries to tie the ends of the one strap together*
Lithaladhwen: (Lost Brian.)
Lithaladhwen: ...yeah, fix that.
Lithaladhwen: Quinze? That's your name?
T3chn0Namagomi: And, uhh...well, I mean...o.o Oh..my...gods...*staggers to and fro, as if about to faint*
Arch mage144 has left the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: Adrienne...Quinze.
Lithaladhwen: Noted.
Lithaladhwen: *pulls a scroll tube out of his pocket and removes some parchment, suspending it in the air in front of him as a quill pen scrawls rapidly on the levitating paper*
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (*ahem*)
Arch mage144: *the paper flies over toward Adrienne with a gesture from Hakaril*
T3chn0Namagomi: *takes a few seconds to regain her composure*
Arch mage144: You can continue your pageant now, sir.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Then grabs and reads the paper*
Arch mage144: *wings merge into his body as he strides off-stage*
Lithaladhwen: *follows Hakaril with a wave to Delco and to Adrienne*
Arch mage144: *the paper is an official invitation to take the Mage Corps examination on a date one week from this present time*
PapatymisonN: Um... Well, wasn't that interesting, folks?
Arch mage144: *looks at Tassi* What are you giving me that look for?
T3chn0Namagomi: *practically staggers off-stage, looking rather...out of it--though people can't quite tell whether it's from the shock of the tazer blast, the shock of the mana burn, or the shock of getting an invitation to the Mage Corps*
Arch mage144: The one that says "General Silvar, you're out of your bloody mind!"
Arch mage144: ...um...
Lithaladhwen: Nothing. *smirks* Just confirming a hypothesis, that's all.
Arch mage144: ...why...why not wait until after the show?
Arch mage144: Darin, Darin.
Arch mage144: You, of all people, ought to know...
Arch mage144: Time does not hesitate.
T3chn0Namagomi: *sits down next to the others who have already gone*
Lithaladhwen: *facepalm*
PapatymisonN: Um... where... were we...? *leafs...*
Arch mage144: Well...um...no...
Arch mage144: Unless you tell it to.
PapatymisonN: Ah yes! Our cryomancy exhibit! Please welcome Barbara Reese!
Arch mage144: With your amazing world-destroying time magic powers!
PapatymisonN: (*was SO tempted to say Hershey*)
Lithaladhwen: World-destroying, Darin? Is that so?
Arch mage144: ...um...but...Hakaril...I don't...I don't have...
Arch mage144: *red*
Arch mage144: Lies, man. Clever lies.
T3chn0Namagomi: I...wow...I can't believe it...o.o...
Arch mage144: Darin could kill us all if he wanted!
FFFan80: o @ *frozen off stage*
T3chn0Namagomi: Just...
FFFan80: *...figuratively speaking*
Arch mage144: Stop time and make us live in stasis for eternity! Cut the threads holding the chronosphere together! Slice the very fabric of space with only his mind!
Lithaladhwen: *pats Hakaril condescendingly* Yes, Hakaril. Thank you dear.
Arch mage144: ...you...exaggerate greatly.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Ohhhh...*falls out of her seat*
PapatymisonN: *goes to her side* Remember how Mr. Gavin was shoved onstage?
Arch mage144: You've gotta teach me that thing where you kill a man by sucking all of the salt out of his body. Salt!
Arch mage144: That was ingenious! How'd you think of that?
Arch mage144: I...um...*looks profoundly uncomfortable*
Arch mage144: I...don't want to...I mean...if you really want I can...but...no...I'd prefer not to talk about that!
Arch mage144: Okay, okay, whatever. Some other time.
T3chn0Namagomi: *a thump can be heard from backstage, of course*
Arch mage144: I'd get you boozed up first, but you're a fucking half-angel. What do I do, man?
Arch mage144: .......
Lithaladhwen: *looks like she's about to speak, but stops herself*
FFFan80: B...but..th..that...that's......that's the g....G..general... o @
Arch mage144: *lowers her eyes*
Arch mage144: *his
Arch mage144: (Darin is very pretty, but not a chick.)
Lithaladhwen: (Rumors of his femininity are greatly exaggerated.)
FFFan80: (...look I know bishounen look girl but..)
PapatymisonN: Yes it is. Pretend he's not there.
Arch mage144: Okay, okay, I'm just screwing with your head.
PapatymisonN: e_e I know I will.
PapatymisonN: *gentle yet firm PUSH!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *is on the floor, and not getting up*
Arch mage144: Look, you know I'm here to scout out potential Mage Corps candidates.
Arch mage144: Besides, I have to leave for my adjunct professorship in a little over a week.
Arch mage144: I want to tie up all the loose ends before I leave.
Lithaladhwen: How long will you be gone?
Arch mage144: At least six months, barring a severe local emergency that forces me to return.
Lithaladhwen: I see. Well, I suppose we'll just have to avoid severe local emergencies, then. *smirk*
Arch mage144: Yeah. No summoning demon lords by accident, and whatever you do, don't collapse reality or anything.
Lithaladhwen: I'll do my best, I promise.
Arch mage144: And you're also not permitted to uncover ancient conspiracies between gods and man that would break the mind of the common mortal.
T3chn0Namagomi: *though...has the note firmly grasped in her hand*
Lithaladhwen: ...I see. Well. I can't promise anything on that count. I had several mind-breaking conspiracies waiting for me back at the shrine. I guess they'll have to wait.
Arch mage144: You bet they will.
PapatymisonN: *sees to Miss Quinze* Are you alright?
T3chn0Namagomi: *she seems to be out--though it's not from mana burn*
Arch mage144: I'm planning to use this as a break. After the whole Regulus fiasco...
Arch mage144: ...teaching a bunch of students will be easy.
PapatymisonN: *pats her face* Miss Quinze, wake up.
T3chn0Namagomi: Huuuuuh? -.-
Lithaladhwen: You'd think. Though you might change your mind when you get there.
Arch mage144: Yes, I predict I'll eventually eat my words and run into a situation where I'd rather be facing down Tiamat again.
PapatymisonN: Wake UUUP....
Lithaladhwen: Disintegrating the students won't help in this situation, no.
Arch mage144: No, but I can turn them into kumquats.
FFFan80: >_o;
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: ......
FFFan80: H..hello. @_o
Lithaladhwen: ....Well, good luck on that.
T3chn0Namagomi: *shakes her head a bit, and sits up*
Arch mage144: Trust me, I know how to deal with difficult students. I was one.
Lithaladhwen: I hope they respond well to your... apparently very produce-centered disciplinary tactics.
FFFan80: U...uh...
Arch mage144: Now, now, not all of my tricks involve fruit.
T3chn0Namagomi: *reads over the note again* He...he...invites me to actually be in the Mage Corps?
FFFan80: ...i..ice magic has... m..many practical applic...cations. Aside from co...combat it can be u...*FOOSH*
FFFan80: *suddenly...*
FFFan80: *a massive pile of snow appears above her... and promptly covers her head to toe in snow*
FFFan80: o @
FFFan80: .....
FFFan80: ........
FFFan80: .........
PapatymisonN: Feeling alright?
FFFan80: *some chucking from the audience*
T3chn0Namagomi: I...yeah. It's just so sudden...
T3chn0Namagomi: @_@
FFFan80: ....aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! ,>_<,
FFFan80: *runs off the stage*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, the poor thing.
Lithaladhwen: I'll be right back.
Lithaladhwen: *goes to check on the snow-covered student*
PapatymisonN: ... I... I'll be right back. *pats her shoulder*
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: *sits there in a daze*
Arch mage144: *laughs at the poor student*
PapatymisonN: Um... well... we will have to see if she can't come onstage - o.o
PapatymisonN: *glares at Hakaril*
Arch mage144: IM: Classic miscast effect. Excellent.
PapatymisonN: And now to top off our pageant, a wizard's duel. Mr. Silvar, come on up to the stage.
Lithaladhwen: *finds the snow-conjurer*
Lithaladhwen: (YES.)
Arch mage144: ...*LAUGHING*
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o
Arch mage144: *leaps onto the stage* What's this about, Mr. Teacher?
Lithaladhwen: (Hey, Teach-aaahhh?)
Arch mage144: *shrugs like a schoolboy himself*
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks toward the stage again*
CGNakibe: (Hot for Teach-aaah!)
PapatymisonN: The name is Edwin Delco, "sir".
Arch mage144: Well then, Mr. Delco.
Arch mage144: *bows*
PapatymisonN: *bows lower*
Arch mage144: So, who's dueling?
T3chn0Namagomi: *scoots out to watch from backstage, slowly*
PapatymisonN: We are, if you accept the challenge.
Arch mage144: *cracks his neck* Always.
FFFan80: *sitting offstage, soaked and sobbing* ,>_<,
Lithaladhwen: *puts an arm around the student* Hey there.
Arch mage144: *adopts a very casual fighting stance, hand on one hip, grinning a little*
T3chn0Namagomi: *cups her head in one of her palms* Owwww...>.<
PapatymisonN: *draws out something a bit unusual... a wand*
Arch mage144: *turns to the audience* Don't worry, studio audience! No wizards will be harmed in this entertaining duel!
CGNakibe: (Obvious Compensation. >:{)
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: My head...ow...
PapatymisonN: *looks to the guard* And no spells will leave the stage, either...
Arch mage144: I can't promise that, but I have a license to practice magic in this city!
Arch mage144: Don't worry, no audience members will be harmed, either!
FFFan80: I *sob* made a completely and total fool out of myself *sob* ,>_<,
Arch mage144: A wand, eh?
Arch mage144: Isn't that a little dated?
PapatymisonN: I'm a traditionalist.
Arch mage144: All the better.
Arch mage144: Ready whenever you are.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, now that's not fair. You should see the silly things the General does. And he gets more respect than anyone else here.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Though the gods only know why sometimes.
PapatymisonN: ... *grins*
PapatymisonN: Aggravesco major! *an energetic wisp flies at Hakaril, and he feels far... weightier*
Arch mage144: *grits his teeth* Man, now that's a weird attack!
T3chn0Namagomi: (Hogwarts vs. Gunnir! Fight!)
Lithaladhwen: (When did this become Harry Potter? Again! Dave already compared Darin, Hakaril, and Tassi to the Harry Potter folk.)
Arch mage144: My will is my weapon and my soul is my shield! ASTRAL ARMOR!
Lithaladhwen: (Will it never end?!)
CGNakibe: (Hakaril needs a lightning bolt scar.)
Arch mage144: *an iridescent set of semi-transparent full plate mail coalesces around the mage, moving as he does in a wispy and vaporous fashion*
Lithaladhwen: (And Tassi needs more hair. o_o )
PapatymisonN: (*shifts around the one he already has*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Nah. Darin would need the scar)
CGNakibe: (No no. Darin would be Ron.)
Arch mage144: (WHAT? Why would Darin be Harry?)
Lithaladhwen: (It's the crazy world-destroying magic, Brian.)
Arch mage144: (Hakaril has one scar already. =P)
T3chn0Namagomi: *watching the duel go on*
Lithaladhwen: (Tassi: Oh, honestly. Hakaril. Are you sneaking out again? ...I'm going with you, or you'll all get yourselves killed.)
Arch mage144: *mutters some more* Light of the heavens, form a sword to cut down my adversaries! Let all those who stand between myself and victory be cleaved in twain by a purifying slice!
Arch mage144: BLADE OF BRILLIANCE!
PapatymisonN: Evanesco achaemanis!
PapatymisonN: *casts it at his weapon, its creation never coming to be!*
Arch mage144: *a sword of light quickly flickers into being and then rapidly dissipates, dying as soon as it materializes*
Arch mage144: IM: Okay, I got it. Type III Defensive.
PapatymisonN: Defatigo Adversarius!
Arch mage144: IM: This guy's spell chants are whacked out.
PapatymisonN: *now, in addition to feeling heavy, Hakaril feels tired...*
Arch mage144: *steps forward, staggering a little*
FFFan80: o_o
Arch mage144: Oh, this is asinine! Powers of the astral, strip those magics which I deem perverse from the universe and rend them asunder with your pure energies! DISPEL ENCHANTMENT!
FFFan80: Theo: This is the coolest thing EVER
PapatymisonN: o.o
FFFan80: ,o_o, ...he does silly things?
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o *watching Hakaril in awe*
Arch mage144: *Hakaril seems a hell of a lot better, moving forward without any sort of delay in his step, and grinning like a madman*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, dear, yes. *laughs*
Lithaladhwen: Some very silly, apparently pointless things.
Arch mage144: Forces of the planes, give life to that which does not live! Imbue matter with your vital energy and make it dance as I will! ANIMATE OBJECT!
PapatymisonN: ... huh.
Arch mage144: *Delco's outfit suddenly moves violently, constricting in weird places and otherwise attempting to restrain him*
Lithaladhwen: I once saw him turn a tavern table into a rosebush, set the rosebush on fire, and then conjure a stick and marshmallow to roast over it. Now you tell me, what is the purpose of that?
Lithaladhwen: If anything would make you look foolish my friend...it's that.
PapatymisonN: Ah! AH!
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: And I thought I was the odd one out here, choosing combat spells...
PapatymisonN: Quietus! *points to himself, and his clothes calm down...*
PapatymisonN: e_e Accipio afflicto!
PapatymisonN: *Hakaril feels as he's just been punched by a large burly man!*
FFFan80: ...that is... odd... o_o;
Arch mage144: *eyes widen in shock as he takes a sudden blow to the gut from an invisible psychokinetic burst*
Arch mage144: *the mage lurches forward and crumples a little*
Lithaladhwen: *grave nod* Yes. Yes it is. And yet he's a General, and an Archmage, and ten thousand other things he'd list for you if you asked.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Delco's got an odd way of casting...that's for sure.
PapatymisonN: Feeling a little less pompous now, hmm?
Arch mage144: Shut up.
PapatymisonN: Oh, all the flowery language LEAVES when you're being beaten?
Arch mage144: Chorus of heavenly forces, strike terror into the hearts of those with weakened wills! Strike dumb and deaf those who cannot resist your might!
PapatymisonN: Odd how that work-
Arch mage144: MUTED CHORUS!
PapatymisonN: Resisto!
PapatymisonN: *tries, tries, TRIES to resist the obvious spell...*
FFFan80: ...hmmm.
FFFan80: I thought that was just how you get after using magic awhile o.o;
Arch mage144: *the General's spell is one hell of a blast; inside Delco's head he hears deafeningly loud music*
Arch mage144: *the audience and the spectators hear the crying of something that sounds a lot like the Hallelujia chorus*
PapatymisonN: GRRRRRRRGH! *hits a knee, holding his head*
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o
Arch mage144: *but to Delco it sounds like it's being played inside his eardrums with an amplifier*
PapatymisonN: ACCIPIO AFFLICTO!
Lithaladhwen: I use magic, dear. I'm relatively sane, as mages go. It's just a matter of individuals. You don't have to go half-mad. Hakaril does it because he likes it and doesn't care what anyone thinks. And why should he?
PapatymisonN: *another punch!*
PapatymisonN: e_e Greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
Arch mage144: >.O
Lithaladhwen: He's fine the way he is, and so are you. *affectionate nose-poke*
Arch mage144: *snaps his fingers to complete the effect of the spell; at this point, Delco's world goes dark as blindness seizes him, and he finds his tongue no longer functions to form words*
PapatymisonN: Mmm! Mmm! Mrrrrrrrm!
Arch mage144: Oh, I'm sorry, were you trying to say something?
T3chn0Namagomi: >_> Uhh...*looks over to...was it Tassi? Or...I forgot who. Sorry, Kai*
PapatymisonN: IM: SO LOUD! I ONLY... know one unspoken spell...
Arch mage144: *there is a brilliant light surrounding Delco as the sound of the music continues*
PapatymisonN: ... IM: CREMATIO!
Arch mage144: IM: Can't kill him. But why would I want to?
Lithaladhwen: (Tassi is over by the snow-child, yes.)
PapatymisonN: *and Hakaril's clothes start to smoke...*
Arch mage144: !
PapatymisonN: IM: JUST... JUST SHUT UP!
Arch mage144: *drops to the ground, rolling toward his opponent to put the flames out*
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o *looks at what are likely Hakaril's now-burning clothes*
Arch mage144: *from the prone position, mutters an incantation*
PapatymisonN: MRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH! *collapses, holding his head in pain*
Arch mage144: Astral forces, reshape matter as I see fit! My word and command insist upon your total obedience! Change life which I disdain to life I can applaud!
Arch mage144: POLYMORPH!
Arch mage144: *and Delco promptly finds himself shapechanged into a small water foul; more precisely, a duck*
Arch mage144: *fowl
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o Wow.
Arch mage144: *Hakaril mutters again*
CGNakibe: (THE DUCKS: *are not amused by this encroachment into their territory.* e.e)
Arch mage144: Astral energy, coalesce into my hand and become physical matter! SUMMON!
PapatymisonN: *and since ducks tongues are attached to their beak* QUACKQUACKQUACKQUACKQUACK!
Arch mage144: *Hakaril conjures a loaf of bread into his hand, a large, pumpernickel-esque bread*
Arch mage144: *tosses the bread to the duck*
T3chn0Namagomi: *snickers*
PapatymisonN: *running about madly, feathers everywhere... and then, is BEANED by the goodness of bread!*
Lithaladhwen: *to her new cold wet friend* See? He's even silly when he duels.
Arch mage144: You're a king among birds, now. You have a whole loaf to yourself!
FFFan80: o.o
FFFan80: e.e
FFFan80: *the little illusionist from earlier walks up to Hakaril*
Arch mage144: *turns to the crowd and bows*
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o Wow. I never got to see a magic duel before now.
CGNakibe: (Shin Kicks ahoy!)
Lithaladhwen: *claps from the wings*
Arch mage144: That, my friends, is a wizard's duel, minus the explosions and plus the ducks.
FFFan80: *KICK* PUT HIM BACK! >_<
Arch mage144: O_<
Arch mage144: *leaps into the air at being kicked*
Arch mage144: Ow!
T3chn0Namagomi: ...The teacher wouldn't show us or let us spar or anything of the such...
PapatymisonN: (... *hugs Theo* I like that kid.)
Arch mage144: Man, you're edgy!
Arch mage144: *flicks his wrist and returns the duck to normal*
PapatymisonN: Quaaaaaaaaaack... v_v
PapatymisonN: *is back to normal, then?*
CGNakibe: (Hakaril: Yes. Yes you are. >.>)
Arch mage144: *sure are!*
PapatymisonN: o.o Whoa...
Arch mage144: I obviously didn't mean to leave him as a duck.
PapatymisonN: *gets up, a bit haggard*
FFFan80: o.o! Mr. Delco!
PapatymisonN: So you ARE a bit worth your reputation.
FFFan80: *glomps*
PapatymisonN: Not... ENTIRELY, but...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I never thought I'd be using Hakaril to teach lessons to children, but I suppose whatever works is whatever works.
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o *to Hakaril* ...Impressive. o.o
PapatymisonN: *pats the little fellow on the head* ^_^
FFFan80: Maryanne: ....*o_o*
Arch mage144: Quiet. Just four days ago I disintegrated a dragon demi-god, and I did it by accident!
Arch mage144: I did have help, I suppose. Like that woman, there. *points to Tassi*
Lithaladhwen: It's true. I saw him do it.
PapatymisonN: ... well. I guess that warrants SOME respect.
T3chn0Namagomi: Ahh, General? How should I prepare for this entrance exam?
PapatymisonN: Though I STILL think you're a pompous jerk.
PapatymisonN: Just a justified one.
CGNakibe: (I know its HARD to admit that Hakaril is actually good...)
PapatymisonN: Accio Baculum. *his wand comes to his hand*
PapatymisonN: *and it goes away*
Lithaladhwen: (What's great is that "Slayer of Tiamat" is a title that Tassi gave him. She ended up encouraging all that nonsense.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Fuck! Mouse went out!)
Lithaladhwen: (What?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Temporarily, the mouse shuts off)
CGNakibe: (Richard: GREAAAAT. Now we have to hear an even LONGER speech from Hak about how great he is. THANKS e.e)
T3chn0Namagomi: (wish I could use mine.)
Arch mage144: That's fine by me.
Arch mage144: IM: All it means is that you wish you were as good as I am.
Arch mage144: You want to know how to prepare for the exam?
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods*
Arch mage144: *laughs* Yeah, right.
Arch mage144: It's part written, part practical.
Arch mage144: Be ready for anything.
T3chn0Namagomi: I see...
PapatymisonN: *thinking*
T3chn0Namagomi: Right.
Arch mage144: *grins and adjusts his hat* I give them. Personally.
PapatymisonN: IM: I'm going to have to learn that polymorph spell...
Arch mage144: So...
CGNakibe: (See? Hak is very inspirational. He inspires people to do better by making them want to kick his ass!)
Arch mage144: ...figure out how to impress me. *adjusts his hat*
Lithaladhwen: *snort*
PapatymisonN: IM: I'm thinking... weasel. ^_^
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods...and begins to run off of the stage*
PapatymisonN: *looks down at Theo* Did I do well, Mr, Gavin?
T3chn0Namagomi: *invitation still in hand*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...it doesn't look like she'll be coming back to that school today...or maybe tomorrow...or maybe for the rest of the week. Or maybe for the rest of her life.*
FFFan80: That kicked butt!
T3chn0Namagomi: *...at least that means no language issues*
FFFan80: Can we try that at school sometime? 9_9
Arch mage144: IM: She'll be okay. I'll kick that dryness out of her. She could be a decent fighter, but she doesn't have the practical experience.
PapatymisonN: ^_^ Uh... yes. I'll talk to the administrators. It's good practice.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: It's all going to pay off! It all will!
PapatymisonN: Even for me.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: All that fucking time's finally going to pay off!
Arch mage144: Yeah, you strike me as a little rusty.
Arch mage144: Personally, I think it'd be an improvement if we didn't need to know how to fight.
Arch mage144: But that's not how the world works.
PapatymisonN: Well, it IS one permutation of how our work affects the world.
PapatymisonN: And the easiest way to use it.
PapatymisonN: It's ... finding other uses that makes it creative.
Lithaladhwen: ...
PapatymisonN: And beneficial, really.
T3chn0Namagomi: *the excited shout of "Fuckin' A!" can be heard from the distance*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Yes. Fighting is the only possible use of magic. Ever.
Lithaladhwen: >_>
Lithaladhwen: IM: He made someone happy today.
PapatymisonN: MISS QUINZE! LANGUAGE!
Arch mage144: I'd say it's much easier to think of ways to use it that don't involve blowing each other up than you might thing.
Arch mage144: *think
FFFan80: o.o
FFFan80: 9.9 When can I use those words?
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
Arch mage144: I would've starved at Gunnir if I hadn't learned to conjure my own bread. Archmagus Bailey wasn't working there until I'd been around for a few years.
PapatymisonN: ... never.
CGNakibe has left the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: *doesn't sound like she heard him--or she cared. One of the two*
FFFan80: But I hear grownups use em all the time. o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: (Exeunt, Adrienne Quinze, stage right)
Lithaladhwen: (Yay for Adrienne.)
Lithaladhwen: Well, I've always had an easy time not causing mass destruction with my magic, but then I'm rather more specialized than our Hakaril here.
PapatymisonN: Well, they get taken to jail.
Arch mage144: (Noooo)
Arch mage144: ("Exeunt" means "they exit" in Latin)
Arch mage144: (ARRRRRGH)
Arch mage144: To say the least, Tassi.
Arch mage144: You're miss pacifist healer.
Lithaladhwen: I'm not a pacifist. I just don't kill living people.
Arch mage144: Okay, okay. Valid.
Lithaladhwen: Non-living people are absolutely fair game.
Arch mage144: ...I believe that makes an...interesting sort of sense.
Arch mage144: Yeah, I hear you.
Arch mage144: Hey, you never gave me that reaper thing.
Arch mage144: You said you would. I want to use it as a paperweight.
Lithaladhwen: Oh. I'm so sorry. I think I still have him.
Lithaladhwen: *pulls a little black gem from a pocket* I guess I just got used to carrying him around and occasionally taunting him. Your turn now, I suppose.
Arch mage144: *takes the gem and peers inside*
PapatymisonN: (*you see Pikachu*)
Arch mage144: *in the gem, a small grim reaper-esque figure is apparently crocheting a sweater*
Arch mage144: Hah! *pockets*
Arch mage144: Thanks. That taken care of, I'm going home.
PapatymisonN: I hope you enjoyed yourself...
Lithaladhwen: I suppose you've done your good deed for the day.
Arch mage144: Immensely!
Arch mage144: I have?
Lithaladhwen: The young lady seemed...enthusiastic. Quite vocally so.
Arch mage144: Ah, right.
Arch mage144: She'll change her mind.
Arch mage144: And if she doesn't, then we can say I was right.
Lithaladhwen: Yes, well.
Lithaladhwen: Hopefully she'll find a place there.
Arch mage144: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Though I'd hate to see those piercings get yanked in a fight. Maybe they'll make her remove them. Maybe not.
Arch mage144: Anyway. Going home. You and Darin have a pleasant evening.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I would hate to be the one fixing it.
Lithaladhwen: I...certainly. You as well.
Arch mage144: *salutes Tassi militarily and exits*
Arch mage144: *nods to Hakaril*
Arch mage144: So...um...now what?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, I have no idea. I must admit I was expecting rather more injuries today.
Lithaladhwen: A nice surprise.
Arch mage144: I...I'm glad no one was hurt.
Arch mage144: Even...I was surprised that...Hakaril did what he did. He seemed...rather uninterested in...wounding that man, Mr. Delco.
Arch mage144: Normally...if Hakaril feels that...his...pride is threatened...he responds with...a great deal of aggression.
Lithaladhwen: Hm. You're probably right. You know him a great deal better than I. Despite being on another plane with the man for the last few months, I honestly didn't spend much time with him. Too much chaos, if that's not overliteral.
Arch mage144: He...he would occasionally get into fights with other students at Gunnir if he...felt sufficiently insulted.
Arch mage144: Hakaril...sent at least one student to the infirmary. But...he ended up there himself just as frequently.
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* I don't doubt it one bit.
Lithaladhwen: I often feel as though I'm on duty just because he's around. He's a good man, but ...occasionally exhausting, I think.
Arch mage144: Hakaril...belives he is doing...the right thing.
Arch mage144: He just...has very...odd ways of doing it.
Lithaladhwen: I agree absolutely.
Arch mage144: I...suppose it could be...worse.
Arch mage144: ...what are...you doing for the rest of the evening, Miss Tassi?
Lithaladhwen: Well. Sir Darin. *repressed smile* I hadn't made any plans.
Arch mage144: Oh...
Lithaladhwen: Do you have any suggestions?
Arch mage144: ...no.
Lithaladhwen: No? I see. Well, that makes things difficult.
Lithaladhwen: I suppose we could go out to dinner. What do you say?
Arch mage144: Um...okay. *nod*
Lithaladhwen: It's been too long since I had a proper gentlemanly escort for dinner. Shall we?
Arch mage144: Oh...um...
Arch mage144: ...okay...
Arch mage144: *shifts uncomfortably*
Lithaladhwen: *reaches over and takes his hand* I guess we'd better get going.
Lithaladhwen: *leads them to the Land of Food*
Arch mage144: *looks at Tassi briefly before looking at the ground*
PapatymisonN: (Everyone gets good marks. Barbara got a chance to go again.)
Arch mage144: *wraps one of his wings around her as she walks beside him*
Lithaladhwen: *walks closer to facilitate Darin's irresistably adorable behavior*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Adrienne mysteriously seems to be absent the entire next week)
Arch mage144: </RP?>
Lithaladhwen: </RP>
T3chn0Namagomi: Wow. Haven't felt like that in a RP for a while
PapatymisonN: </rp>
PapatymisonN: Like what?
T3chn0Namagomi: Lessee...First time in a long time I actually got into the damn thing, so to speak
Lithaladhwen: It showed, I think.
Lithaladhwen: I had fun as well.
Lithaladhwen: I'm glad I managed to not lurk.
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh. This might be a new permanent character for me.
PapatymisonN: And THAT'S why I love improv RPs.
PapatymisonN: Often you'll make up characters on the spot that you'll keep.
PapatymisonN: That's how Jansen Cade came to be.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* It doesn't tend to work as well for me, but it's certainly fun to watch.
FFFan80: Speak for yourselfves
FFFan80: Now I've got about 5 to add to the friggin pile ;-;
Lithaladhwen: Aw. Poor Dave.
PapatymisonN: That makes HOW MANY? ^_^
FFFan80: Theo: Wow, this place is crowded. o.o
FFFan80: Stephan: ...oh for FUCKS SAKE >_<
FFFan80: Dan: ...I'll get more cots... >_>;
PapatymisonN: And remember, fellas. Dave's my RP character heir.
PapatymisonN: Should I die, all of MY guys are going in too.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, man.
PapatymisonN: Oh, yeah, God forbid. Not planning to die anytime soon.
PapatymisonN: Just saying, if it happens...
Lithaladhwen: I see.
Lithaladhwen: Who'll take mine?
PapatymisonN: DAVE!
Lithaladhwen: ....What do you say, Dave?
PapatymisonN: No.
PapatymisonN: Er... well, that's what I THINK he's gonna say.
FFFan80: Er
FFFan80: I don't think I could do your characters justice ^_^;
PapatymisonN: It should be someone you trust to take care of and properly portray your characters.
PapatymisonN: *playful armpunch on Dave* ^_^
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Meanwhile, I just permanentized or whatever-ed someone whose spells were SMT-inspired.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
FFFan80: *playful punt* >=P
PapatymisonN: Night.
PapatymisonN has left the room.
FFFan80: *saves and fwips*
FFFan80 has left the room.
PapatymisonN has entered the room.