Sigh.... Fine, come on sheess" Sorun says glumly climbing out of the lake and following the monkey
Are you telling me that that was not a spur of the moment threat, but a promise that you intend to keep? " the professor rises from his seat after throwing ace his only lifeline .
"yes I'm painfully aware of that." He looks at Dave and casts close whenever he starts to open his mouth. "Shh. Aah. Ahh. No. Shh. Do you really want to know? Do you really really want to know?""oh come on, give me a hint""Youll see. its fun I think you're going to like it. I'll need to get Dom and Johnny too. I wonder if anyone else wants to join the band." He is being deliberately cryptic to drive Dave crazy."oh come on"
"come on"
"come oon come on come on come on come on"
"cummmmonnnnn"
he asks over and over again, even getting his mirror images to help
:: you know he's going to keep this up ::
::you know I have telepathy, thhough I can't cast ghost sound in your head though i can echo my mental voice:: he shakes his head ::right yes I really want to know ::
Raelle walks into mathemagics class after being dropped off just outside by Tybalt. She looks around, wondering if the desk she drew all over yesterday was still here.Miss Raelle, I hope that you feel better today... Remember that unnessissary teleportation is at best a wasting flaunt of magical ability, and at worst a very dangerous thing to do... Also you will look like me if you don't exercise.." The last part is said with a large grin.
He makes a mark next to her name
"Sorry, Professor. And yes, I'm feeling better today. Umm...the desk I was sitting at yesterday....do you still have it? I, uh, think I may need the stuff on it...but we can talk about it after class, sir. I don't want to be a disruption again."
Hew makes his way back to the class room. As he enters he glances around. He sighs with relief upon not seeing the person that had caused his memories to surface. He hung his head knowing that they were plenty of rumors floating about the class of his problem. He had experienced earlier. Before to long there would be bullies looking to belittle him. "Thank you again for your help, Grim." Hew said before making his way to his seat.
"Sorry, Professor. And yes, I'm feeling better today. Umm...the desk I was sitting at yesterday....do you still have it? I, uh, think I may need the stuff on it...but we can talk about it after class, sir. I don't want to be a disruption again."Raelle walks into mathemagics class after being dropped off just outside by Tybalt. She looks around, wondering if the desk she drew all over yesterday was still here.Miss Raelle, I hope that you feel better today... Remember that unnessissary teleportation is at best a wasting flaunt of magical ability, and at worst a very dangerous thing to do... Also you will look like me if you don't exercise.." The last part is said with a large grin.
He makes a mark next to her name
I have it in a secure location dear, I will give it to you after class." The normally jovial teacher says...
Russian nesting posts:::you know I have telepathy, thhough I can't cast ghost sound in your head though i can echo my mental voice:: he shakes his head ::right yes I really want to know ::"yes I'm painfully aware of that." He looks at Dave and casts close whenever he starts to open his mouth. "Shh. Aah. Ahh. No. Shh. Do you really want to know? Do you really really want to know?""oh come on, give me a hint""Youll see. its fun I think you're going to like it. I'll need to get Dom and Johnny too. I wonder if anyone else wants to join the band." He is being deliberately cryptic to drive Dave crazy."oh come on"
"come on"
"come oon come on come on come on come on"
"cummmmonnnnn"
he asks over and over again, even getting his mirror images to help
:: you know he's going to keep this up ::
"You're sure? OK. Come with me." He grabs Dave and they both appear out by the lake. "OK stand right there. And you might want to close your eyes." Tybalt is gone for a moment. And then as fast as he was gone a splash of blue paint flys out and traces across Dave's face. "There's your hint!" In the moment of confusion following Tybalt appears in a nearby tree. He begins prestidigitising the paint off his paw.
"even my instincts aren't this bad... my instincts want me to play and torture lesser beings... but this... is so much worse. the desire to cause fear is overwhelming, in addition to a sudden ability to show others their fears, witch i was doing without trying..." she is rather calm looking now, but the chanting continues on.
::Okay, with the chanting and all...I am going to invoke the infirmary protocols that will shut your mind off from any outside influence. If this is coming from an external force that will stop it. If it isn't then it will at least rule out the possibility of it being caused by outside interference.::
She walked over to the wall and started typing commands into a computer console.
The young man shrugs "But professor, that wasn't a threat. However, point duly noted"
"Ace, don't," she hissed at him urgently. "Fighting with him," she glanced at Igni, "doesn't solve anything."
"What did that do?" the chants continue undeterred.
" augh! Not pleasant... Please, off..."
The Owl lands in the garden and lang climbs down, there is an older man with him dressed in the same style robes as what Lang wears.
Lang step out in front and bows. Thank you Master Hito
lang turns and heads to class.
the Owl takes off and heads east.
igni didn't peruse his aggressor at all.
Hew makes his way back to the class room. As he enters he glances around. He sighs with relief upon not seeing the person that had caused his memories to surface. He hung his head knowing that they were plenty of rumors floating about the class of his problem. He had experienced earlier. Before to long there would be bullies looking to belittle him. "Thank you again for your help, Grim." Hew said before making his way to his seat.
Jr walks with him to a seat next to him "it was no problem, happy to actually help people, don't worry I'll help till your better"
" augh! Not pleasant... Please, off..."
Ephebe hits some more buttons and the effect stops. "My apologies. I had to make sure this wasn't the result of outside influence. Since it does not appear to be, there's no need to continue to make you uncomfortable."
"I think I may need to call my grandmother for help."
" augh! Not pleasant... Please, off..."Ephebe hits some more buttons and the effect stops. "My apologies. I had to make sure this wasn't the result of outside influence. Since it does not appear to be, there's no need to continue to make you uncomfortable."
"I think I may need to call my grandmother for help."
"Alright..."
Belyu looks up from her growing list of names to watch the 'discussion' going on between her classmates. Ace, shapeshifter. Raelle, smoke mage. Dave, sorcerer amalgam. Igni, blue fire noble. At least it was easy to piece together what it was about.
Settro returns to concentrating on vriskra
Lang heads to the Home Ec room to see if Ignace is still there or of she went to class.
Hello? you still here Ignace?
"I'll let it drop professor, I am sorry. His presence here just angered me. There are better solutions than violence. Again, sorry"
"I'll let it drop professor, I am sorry. His presence here just angered me. There are better solutions than violence. Again, sorry"
"good. Then I too shall let it drop, and I suggest you find said solutions." The old man says, his face softening... "on to the lesson... Please line up on the walls..."
** spoiler omitted ** ::you know I have telepathy, thhough I can't cast ghost sound in your head though i can echo my mental voice:: he shakes his head ::right yes I really want to know ::"You're sure? OK. Come with me." He grabs Dave and they both appear out by the lake. "OK stand right there. And you might want to close your eyes." Tybalt is gone for a moment. And then as fast as he was gone a splash of blue paint flys out and traces across Dave's face. "There's your hint!" In the moment of confusion following Tybalt appears in a nearby tree. He begins prestidigitising the paint off his paw.
"we recreating the blue man group?" he spits the paint out of his mouth and casts prestidigitation on himself and spark in the general direction of tybalt without actually hitting him, or anything flammable
igni does as told, standing at attention on the wall.
Melody spends the entire afternoon setting up the stage and equipment for her band. programing the instruments, adjusting lights, creating the Tesla coils. running the cicuits. and working on a video screen.
she seems to be enjoying the time making things without "magic"
"we recreating the blue man group?" he spits the paint out of his mouth and casts prestidigitation on himself and spark in the general direction of tybalt without actually hitting him, or anything flammable** spoiler omitted ** ::you know I have telepathy, thhough I can't cast ghost sound in your head though i can echo my mental voice:: he shakes his head ::right yes I really want to know ::"You're sure? OK. Come with me." He grabs Dave and they both appear out by the lake. "OK stand right there. And you might want to close your eyes." Tybalt is gone for a moment. And then as fast as he was gone a splash of blue paint flys out and traces across Dave's face. "There's your hint!" In the moment of confusion following Tybalt appears in a nearby tree. He begins prestidigitising the paint off his paw.
"mmm no. Normal music. Its just blue because that's my favorite. Now Dave what was on your face just now?"
Johnny gets up and walks to a walk, s/he looks around as the other do the same.
::"Storm I'm plunging you into this, I think it looks interesting"
::"Bringing full scans online, we shall see, this may help me with my new hobby"::
::"O whats that?"::
::"ill tell you later but its to do with that book"::
::"Err? ok dos this have something to do with that woman you where talking to?"::
::"yes, but for now on with the class"::
The professor looks at the class and nods....
The floor starts to shift expanding and tiny cracks spread into a complex geometric shape....
"there are thirty-six quadrants and eighteen of you. you may use no magic and no outside help, including each other.... There is a formula inside each section and a slip of paper. You must use the formula which contains the thaumic number and the dementions of the area effected by the spell... Fold the paper into thirds like so..."
The professor folds the paper
"and when everyone is done... and if everyone has done it correctly.... There will be something to see..."
"Professor, I'm sorry, but I don't understand those instructions. Everyone is doing something completely different and I have no idea what we're actually supposed to be doing."
2d6 ⇒ (1, 5)
Johnny looks at the paper, then with s/he new lace systems bringing the magical writing came into focus. Johnny then mapped the thaumic numbers and higher level maths s/he new, looking at them in N-space and shaping the virtual paper into the forms it could take. linking into the data s/he has from the data from basic magic class and the books he had digitized, Johnny, Johnny found the form needed, then s/he started work on folding the papers into the shape specified, Slow going but s/he worked with diligence.
1: DC16
Spellcraft
2: DC20
Spellcraft
Its hard going Johnny dos not know this at all and is guessing at much as any thing bit the small bit data from the book helps in do it, hes the last in the class to do both.
Using the Tecnmacer to awaken is class skill
Then Virtual Skills and Feats:
Technomancers gain Virtual Skill points each level;
To get O point in the skill but can use it, its a class skill for Tecnomancer. So 1d20 +10 is all he has poor Johnny
"mmm no. Normal music. Its just blue because that's my favorite. Now Dave what was on your face just now?""we recreating the blue man group?" he spits the paint out of his mouth and casts prestidigitation on himself and spark in the general direction of tybalt without actually hitting him, or anything flammable** spoiler omitted ** ::you know I have telepathy, thhough I can't cast ghost sound in your head though i can echo my mental voice:: he shakes his head ::right yes I really want to know ::"You're sure? OK. Come with me." He grabs Dave and they both appear out by the lake. "OK stand right there. And you might want to close your eyes." Tybalt is gone for a moment. And then as fast as he was gone a splash of blue paint flys out and traces across Dave's face. "There's your hint!" In the moment of confusion following Tybalt appears in a nearby tree. He begins prestidigitising the paint off his paw.
"um paint? Wet paint? Wet blue paint?" Dave just looks confused
2d6
WOAH hold up! That's a 1 and a 6.... Don't add them...
It would be a spell craft check...
Total dc is -6
Hold on.... Everyone to discussion tab
nest posts:"um paint? Wet paint? Wet blue paint?" Dave just looks confused"mmm no. Normal music. Its just blue because that's my favorite. Now Dave what was on your face just now?""we recreating the blue man group?" he spits the paint out of his mouth and casts prestidigitation on himself and spark in the general direction of tybalt without actually hitting him, or anything flammable** spoiler omitted ** ::you know I have telepathy, thhough I can't cast ghost sound in your head though i can echo my mental voice:: he shakes his head ::right yes I really want to know ::"You're sure? OK. Come with me." He grabs Dave and they both appear out by the lake. "OK stand right there. And you might want to close your eyes." Tybalt is gone for a moment. And then as fast as he was gone a splash of blue paint flys out and traces across Dave's face. "There's your hint!" In the moment of confusion following Tybalt appears in a nearby tree. He begins prestidigitising the paint off his paw.
"you had it the first time. Paint. Its so simple but it speaks so much. Its a symbol for creativity. There's all different kinds and colors just like people. The one word speaks volumes for who we are. Its a name. Its a design. It sounds good." He appears with one arm around Dave and the other tracing the middle distance that way people do when they envision things on TV. "Think of it now. Paint live in concert. Johnny starts the drum beat. You and me come in with the baseline. Dom is there in front. All the clothes all the instruments all the fans all the stage. Splatter painted head to toe. Can't you just see it?"
** spoiler omitted ** "um paint? Wet paint? Wet blue paint?" Dave just looks confused"you had it the first time. Paint. Its so simple but it speaks so much. Its a symbol for creativity. There's all different kinds and colors just like people. The one word speaks volumes for who we are. Its a name. Its a design. It sounds good." He appears with one arm around Dave and the other tracing the middle distance that way people do when they envision things on TV. "Think of it now. Paint live in concert. Johnny starts the drum beat. You and me come in with the baseline. Dom is there in front. All the clothes all the instruments all the fans all the stage. Splatter painted head to toe. Can't you just see it?"
"interesting concept, not saying I approve, I have a limited portion of my wardrobe that I can stand to get coated in paint, speaking of" he casts jolt on tybalt "this was not one of them"
"Oww! Its not even dry yet!" He slides his hand over the shirt and the paint is gone. "I'm gonna make us some to use when we perform. It would just be easier if you already had some. There's only so much fabric and only so much time in the day."j
Johnny stood back and looks at the others last in the class, but done just.