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midgarhorizon) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-11-07 11:45 am
Entry tags:
- [au1] chidori yoshino,
- [au1] emmett brown,
- [au1] xemnas,
- [au2] amelia jones,
- [au3] archer (prototype),
- [au3] lancer,
- [au3] riku,
- [au5] saber (stay night),
- [ou] aleph,
- [ou] annika whittenberg,
- [ou] asagi,
- [ou] asch the bloody,
- [ou] brunwulf bear-claw,
- [ou] capell,
- [ou] cid highwind,
- [ou] colette brunel,
- [ou] danielle phantom,
- [ou] fon master ion,
- [ou] ganondorf dragmire,
- [ou] hidetoshi odagiri,
- [ou] lancer (zero),
- [ou] mia (golden sun),
- [ou] miles edgeworth,
- [ou] minato arisato,
- [ou] naoya toudou,
- [ou] neal cassidy,
- [ou] nesir aeser,
- [ou] patrick dawn,
- [ou] prussia,
- [ou] quark,
- [ou] reno,
- [ou] romeo,
- [ou] samwise gamgee,
- [ou] sealand,
- [ou] sephira,
- [ou] sephiran,
- [ou] sephiroth,
- [ou] sheena fujibayashi,
- [ou] shion,
- [ou] suzaku kururugi,
- [ou] taiki,
- [ou] urotsuki,
- [ou] veronica (franken fran),
- [ou] xion,
- [ou] zelos wilder,
- [ou] zuko
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Characters: Anyone and everyone
Setting: Cafeteria, Noon, Nov 7th
Format: Anything
Summary: A party/discussion mingle after calling a meeting of the residents.
Warnings: tba
The anonymous post on the network was an invitation to gather, discuss and share information. Maybe they would get incredibly lucky and get to the bottom of things, such as who was behind the bombings or the strange things that went on during Quarantine.
Someone has been at work down here in the dining hall, moving the tables around to create a space in the middle in case people felt like dancing. Most of the chairs are around the outside and facing the middle, for everyone to see each other better. There was another space and some chairs for musicians, and a couple of the larger tables were set up with a large buffet of normal cafeteria food (because Zo wasn't likely to poison them) and resident prepared dishes, both clearly marked.
Of course, there was always the oatmeal.
[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads and subthreads!]
Setting: Cafeteria, Noon, Nov 7th
Format: Anything
Summary: A party/discussion mingle after calling a meeting of the residents.
Warnings: tba
The anonymous post on the network was an invitation to gather, discuss and share information. Maybe they would get incredibly lucky and get to the bottom of things, such as who was behind the bombings or the strange things that went on during Quarantine.
Someone has been at work down here in the dining hall, moving the tables around to create a space in the middle in case people felt like dancing. Most of the chairs are around the outside and facing the middle, for everyone to see each other better. There was another space and some chairs for musicians, and a couple of the larger tables were set up with a large buffet of normal cafeteria food (because Zo wasn't likely to poison them) and resident prepared dishes, both clearly marked.
Of course, there was always the oatmeal.
[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads and subthreads!]

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I'm a teacher, primarily of alchemy. That's my particular specialty, but I have a small number of other skills as well.
You'll have to forgive me, but what exactly did you say you were conjuring? I'm afraid I've never heard of anything like that.
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[She pauses, and she blinks. It's almost audible. (Her eyelids likely have a bit of drag against her not-well-moistened eyeballs...)] Mana cookies. Food. You haven't heard of conjuring food? I suppose it's not one of the earliest lessons they give initiates, but... ah, well, how is it done where you come from?
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...Frankly, I'm almost a little jealous your method sounds so simple.
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Would you need a full assortment of ingredients, then, to conjure food? Raw ones? Or could you, say... change a nutrition bar to a piece of cake?
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No, I think equivalent exchange would dictate the former option. I realized not that long ago that baking something is similar to alchemy itself. So the mundane option would probably be more efficient in regards to preserving magical energy, producing the same result in perhaps a little longer amount of time.
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[Looking indifferent he followed her gaze to the kitchen.]
Well, at least someone knows how to cook around here. [A shrug.] I don't think I got your name, did I?
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[She brings a hand up and starts to extend it, hesitates a moment, then goes through with the motion. She's wearing gloves, but even through them her fingers seem quite boney.]
I'm Annika Whittenberg. And you, sir?
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[He shook her hand with barely a second thought; either he was literally blind or had seen some crazy shit to react as little as he was to all this.]
You can just call me Waver.
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Waver it is. Please call me Annika!
[Her handshake is not very firm, but she's trying.]
It's very nice to be able to talk with another mage. Even before arriving here, I hadn't had the chance to for quite a long time.
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[His apparent guidelines for what was tolerable was 'not trying to kill me' and 'not criminally stupid', so as it stood Annika was doing pretty well.]
I quite enjoy hearing about the mechanics of magic on other worlds. I've found none of them quite seem to match with mine, and the idea of that in itself is fascinating.
Where the heck did that second t come from? :|
Perhaps with looking back up at Waver. Which she does.]
What other sorts of magic users have you encountered in this place?
whoop i didn't even see it :B
[materia, dude. it's weird as hell.]
Magic isn't really something that can be so easily or universally practiced in my world, so the idea of that is like...well, I'd say it's on par with handing someone the ability to simply do the impossible.
I am a big ol' typo factory tonight, I guess
[She leans in a little closer, then seems to catch herself and takes a step back. Even if he doesn't seem to be bothered, she doesn't want to get too close. It might finally be the thing that bothers him.]
What you're describing doesn't sound entirely out of the ordinary for my world... but magic really isn't something that your average person can do. It takes aptitude, and training, and an awful lot of willpower to not up and... do foolish things with it.
i am every other night so donworry 'bout it =3=b
Where I come from it requires something called Magic Circuits. To simplify the concept, they're like a secondary nervous system that conducts magical energy. If someone isn't born with any, they can't use magecraft. Unless there's some freak situation I don't know of, which frankly I wouldn't doubt.
Hokay :D
I see. Magical aptitude doesn't function that way on Azeroth. There is an element of inborn talent being required, but it's not based on circuits. It's more a matter of... outlook. Or intelligence. To grasp the sort of thinking required to understand magic, and to memorize the means and ways of manipulating it.
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[There were a couple terms there Waver was completely unfamiliar with, but it wasn't too difficult to keep up.]
...hm. I've noticed if nothing else my world's idea of qualifications to become a proper magus seem to be radically different. Others like yours seem vastly simpler--a system like that would solve a few problems back home.
[He paused, deciding to backtrack and actually question what he'd been hung up on.]
Sorry, 'Draenei'?
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[She laces her fingers together and lets her hands hang. And briefly looks to the side as she considers fetching a chair and having a seat, her hips are starting to bother her again... aah, but in a bit. Just a bit more.]
Your world's seem much more stringent. It causes problems? Power of any sort tends to cause problems.
...ah! The Draenei. They're... 'space travelers', is how they put it? Their devices are very much crystal-based. It's... all moot now, I suppose. I'm sorry. I shouldn't bring these things up....
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[Waver blinked a few times, realizing with slight irritation at himself that he might have hit a touchy subject.]
No, I should be the one apologizing. I didn't realize it was a difficult matter to speak about.
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[As for the uncomfortable stuff, she shrugs. There's a faint sound of bone-on-bone.]
I do enjoy talking about Azeroth... even if it's gone. It hardly seems real that it is, but it is. No more Draenei, no more Alliance, no more Horde, no more.... all of that.
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[He crossed his arms, realizing that oh right, not everyone coped by largely ignoring the most obvious problem.]
...I try not to think about it all that much. Although considering the idea's been put forth that our worlds aren't beyond salvation, I prefer to have a measure of optimism about the matter.
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[She's getting worked up, and she seems to realize that she's getting worked up. One wave of her arms, then she brings her hands back together, straightens up, and tries to be calm and composed.]
It's easier not to think about it. I can look at it as... another assignment, maybe. I... I do know that my own world has a reset system built in. I don't know if it could still be triggered, given its state, but... if Azeroth has one, if that's a thing that can be.. then the rest could be the same. I'm very optimistic.
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Incredibly head-up-the-ass. In fact that might be the best description of the Association I've ever heard.
What kind of world is it you come from, anyway? Feel free to hit me should this sound insulting, but I don't think I often encounter people that look quite like you.
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