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spellbinders2017-07-08 06:39 pm
Entry tags:
- *event log,
- *game opening,
- blazblue: hibiki kohaku,
- bleach: orihime inoue,
- fate/zero: waver velvet,
- final fantasy xiv: madhuri qalli,
- god eater: lenka utsugi,
- homestuck: dave strider,
- homestuck: dirk strider,
- homestuck: jake english,
- homestuck: john egbert,
- homestuck: rose lalonde,
- idolish7: mitsuki izumi,
- idolish7: riku nanase,
- idolish7: tamaki yotsuba,
- jjba: caesar zeppeli,
- jjba: foo fighters,
- jjba: jotaro kujo,
- jjba: okuyasu nijimura,
- kingdom hearts: sora,
- kingdom hearts: xion,
- npc: genette,
- oc: carla morir,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- persona 3: ryoji mochizuki,
- persona 5: akira kurusu,
- persona 5: ann takamaki,
- persona 5: okumura haru,
- pmmm: madoka kaname,
- pokemon adventures: sapphire birch,
- pokemon: moon,
- rwby: qrow branwen,
- rwby: yang xiao long,
- shantae: rottytops,
- ssss: emil västerström,
- ssss: lalli hotakainen,
- tales of legendia: jay,
- tales of zestiria: mikleo,
- tales of zestiria: sorey,
- the royal tutor: heine wittgenstein,
- touken ranbu: gokotai,
- twewy: yoshiya joshua kiryu,
- xxxholic: yuuko ichihara,
- yuri on ice: yuuri katsuki
[OPENING] island hub - day 1
Who: All Characters
Where: Main Hub
When: Day 1
Open/Closed: Open to All

TDM threads can be considered canon if you so choose, they contain the power that you apped with and both parties confer that the thread is canon.
For characters that were on the TDM and who were not accepted/didn't app, these characters will be considered dropped characters that were magicked away.



Where: Main Hub
When: Day 1
Open/Closed: Open to All


Night has fallen upon everyone. It's thus far been an eventful day -- you've met some new people, discovered some new aspects of yourself that weren't there before you appeared here (however that might have happened). The original inhabitants of the island have been working hard to prepare a few things. One activity might have been one you were a part of, but there's still time to get your hands dirty.
Post feasting, there are dozens of crabs and a pile of roasted boar meet that are up for eating. Even if you didn't offer to help in making any of the food, they're open to eat it -- even if the true helpers may give you dirty looks. The boar is fine, if not a little bland and chewy, but it's probably better than the jerky. The crab is delicious, if not a little tasteless...there problem with the crab isn't exactly the taste, though.
This may also cause a bit of an issue with your character's powers. They're still getting physically and mentally acclimated to these new changes, so expect their telepathy and magic to go a little haywire. |

It's almost completely dark outside when the next event of the evening happens. You're living your life when you see it out of the corner of your eye -- it's absolutely hard to miss. What you see is a large lit caravan, larger than even an army tank. It's bright white and shining, covered with golden, ornate details that emanate an even more dazzling sparkle. The entire thing is aglow, and it's quickly coming towards the large bonfire that's been made. It's not rolling across the sand, but instead it's floating, and so is a matching trunk that's sailing along next to a figure beside the caravan.
There are two other thread options associated with this prompt: Genette's top level and her telepathy training post. Around the same time as Genette is handing out this new little goody bag, you suddenly receive a telepathic message. It might seem a little strange at first -- but on that note, what about tonight isn't strange?
After you've met Genette, she's also got a few more supplies that she pulls out a small door in the base of the caravan. She's insistent that you only get two items, since there aren't exactly a lot of them to go around!
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As the night winds down, it's recommended by Brie that you should probably go to be in your hut -- or at the very least get somewhere inside. There are a lot of people around the camp, however, so it's no surprise that there are a few people waiting around to get their fill of food and supplies before heading to bed. The noise of the new members and the light of the fire have attracted a very large pack of boars, who you'll later find make routine trips to the beach every night. Boar mating season has made the wild hogs rather testy, and the smell of food -- even if it's their own boar brethren -- have made them even more volatile.
However, it's not like staying up at night doesn't have its advantages. Once midnight hits, another species of animal makes its regular rounds across the base camp. In the sky, characters can see an Aurora Borealis-like sight. Instead of being dancing green and blue lights, however, the reality is that they are a massive species of space worm, and hundreds are wiggling past on their way to travel back home. They're shimmering and in every color imaginable, lighting up the sky with their magnificent hues.
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[ akira raises a curled fist to hide a laugh behind it, eyes brightening in utter amusement. this guy. even coffee-dad knew how to use this sort of thing. geez. ]
Yes, the Holy Light of [ he peeks at it a bit closer ] Verizon, the God of Technology, bitter rivals with the fallen Angel Sprint.
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That sounds absolutely ridiculous, even if he's been inundated with magic and set stuff on fire. Verison? Gods? Magic sucks -- but then some word pops on the screen and from what he knows about the alphabet, if it looks like "Verizon," it probably says "Verizon."
Emil drops the tablet on the ground; holy shit he just summoned a demon. )
What is it doing? What is it going to do....why did you tell me how to turn this thing on?
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akira blinks in alarm, scrambling forward to recollect the fallen device. he dusts it off quickly, tilting it side to side. ah okay, it isn't damaged. and thankfully, it hasn't surfaced the one fatal flaw of this type of device - a cracked screen. for now, the inevitable has been avoided. bless. ]
You almost broke it. [ deadpan. he shakes his head and then offers it back to emil rather calmly. ] ...Do you really not know?
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( While Emil might be an egoist, he's not afraid to admit he's clueless if the other option is him dying. He's not about to take it back when some sort of...something or other is happening on the screen. )
Maybe we should break it.
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[ it's not worthy of breaking, he means to say. he blinks at the other guy and then lets out a tiny puff of air - maybe something like a chuckle. he isn't sure. it isn't hard to figure out what's happening here, so akira's expression softens from its usual indifferent ruefulness. ]
I was kidding, about it being magic. It uses energy to store information and connect with other devices like it. It's not sentient at all. Here. [ he gestures, waving it towards emil again. ] Look.
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If something isn't magic, don't say it is...especially in this bizarre place! ( That's about as much pushback as he's willing to offer, squinting at the screen and wondering if he should still be cautious. ) I don't know how all of that nonsense works, but all it is right now is a picture.
( Of a rather pretty sunset but there's also lots of bubbles and stuff with tiny pictures and...this remains useless to him. )
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Ah. It's on the homescreen. So... [ at emil's side, he lazily begins pointing at random icons on the device's screen. ] This brings up the camera. [ click! the camera is pointing downward. ] You know, for quality selfies if you change it to front view.
[ he'll do just that! ]
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This is not a good piece of technology to give someone so focused on his appearance.
Excuse him while he starts moving the tablet around, marveling at seeing the world through it like a mirror...this certainly isn't a plate. )
You know what these are? It's like...a mirrorcamera. ( That's what he's going to call it otherwise; fuck he wants to take a picture, time to tap it obnoxiously. )
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Yeah. It's a tablet. Kind of a camera on steroids. [ that's a horrible description but he isn't sure how else to describe it. sheepishly, he rubs the back of his neck. ]
It can record videos, too.
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Also not totally sure about steroids, but he'll assume that's a positive modifier. )
Record videos? Can things still do that? ( Videos are an old relic in his world. This is some weird past technology it seems. ) Nevermind. Show me how.
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If you press the button at the bottom, it'll start recording what's on the screen. Hit it again and it'll stop.
[ oh. right. ] ... Akira Kurusu, by the way.
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Em-- ( He taps the designated icon and watches as the screen eventually changes and a running minute mark pops up. Woah...he's filming.
Oh. He was saying his name. Let him clear his throat. ) Emil Västerström. My name, I mean.
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Ah... Swedish? [ he's taking a stab in the dark. he's not great with other languages, but sitting through lectures while making lock picks does manage to net you some basic working knowledge of the world.
he peeks back at the screen. should he flip it back -- nah. this is funnier this way. ]
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You know where that is? I can't place where you would be from...but yes, Swedish. ( He has a vague idea of Asia, but about as much as you would expect someone to know when they come from a Post-Apocalyptic White People Land. )
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[ geography is not his strong suit. but that's fine. ]
And I'm from Japan. [ he doesn't sound offended, just sort of mellow as he flicks his gaze back to the tablet clutched closely to emil's chest. ]
... is it still recording?
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The questioning look vanishes quickly though, as Emil registers the question before looking at Akira very dumbly for a good 10 seconds. )
Uh. Probably. ( Now he'll have a nice, minute long clip of his jacket for his video diary. ) I should turn that off...?