ALWAYS OPEN OPEN SIGNUPS Magic Unbound: Wolpurgiswora University

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  Welcome to another year at Wolpurgiswora University, where young women (and recently, men) come to learn, harness, and develop their Guardian Share— the powerful magic that lies deep within each and every Guardian; the power behind their Epithet; their sliver of Grace.
  
  While all Magical Guardians begin as mid-tier witches power wise (or worse), Wolpurgi alumni graduate with exclusive and tailor-made skill sets, weapons, armor, and magical paraphernalia that was conceptualized and customized for (and sometimes by) each guardian. By the end of their training, both their gear and knowledge (be it history, spell theory, or hex-tech construction) is a perfect representation of their niche expertise and general preferences and proclivities; effectively transforming students into creative, educated, and well trained killing machines in order to face the forces of pure incorrigible evil.
  
  
  

  If you would like to register for entry, visit the deputy headmistresses office with your soul brooch in hand for magical identification and an advisory meeting on academic placement.
  
  Admissions: Always Open

  
  
  Summer nears its end as the school year begins anew, ushering in several new faces, several new phases, and for the students in Years 1 through 3, several curriculum alterations that may prove Wolpurgiswora University to be more dangerous than it's been in many betwixt years.
  
  Beyond the uncanny existence many now face and the drama that's been stirred into action, the Magical Guardians of the World Between can feel it; the Breath of the Halted Nigh drawing near. The time has come to set aside differences, philosophies, and creeds... but not everyone is so keen on relenting, despite the fact that everyone whose been there longer than five years has felt the sporadic, anxious, paranoid feeling crawling up their spine.
  
  A normally peaceful space, the World Between has begun to change— altered by the emotions, the intents, and the overall wellbeing of those within. On the day Minister Marsden Scarheart made the plea that they should rip the Guardian Share out of the young men who'd been given Grace the ground shook for hours, steadily, shifting the World Between. The very next day, when Minister Cunningham proclaimed she'd crush any who attempted, the rose-pink sky erupted, a violent storm born and releasing mint-green lightning for hours on end.
  
  At the beginning of the new school year, with the World Between's summer season coming to an end, the warm air just a tad sticky when not under shade, the ground lies still and the sky unbroken, both waiting patiently to see what would come.
  
  As both were but echoes and manifestations of the silent, private voices from those living within.
  
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  Rewards? Why yes!
  
  There's a couple reasons why though— so let's go over those first.
  
  The Wolpurgiswora University thread is a "hub" for and betwixt the separate class threads.
  
  The words, scenes, and chapters within will be considered "canon" but it will not follow the typical reply-response-reply of a plot driven thread. Nor will everything posted in this thread be mandatory for you to respond to. Two parts CYOA and one part random encounter, this thread is meant to be a catch-all for fun, spooky, or tense interactions that happen outside of the structure and plot of the separate classes, but still pertain to the overall story we're trying to tell.
  
  Think of it like this: Wolpurgiswora University is quite large. At any given time there's at least 500-800 students, not including the faculty and alumni that sometimes loiter about. There are a TON of interactions that happen throughout ones day or week that don't get spotlighted or even remembered once the experience is through, and that's essentially what's going on here.
  
  Sometimes it will be simple day-to-day interactions. Sometimes it may be an obstacle to overcome. 9 times out of 10 these "prompts" will be solo-driven, meaning you'll only need to respond however many times it takes you to fulfil the achievement. (Kinda like an IC boogaloo!) Other times, it'll be a group detention scene or a 3v3 in the hallway after lunch.
  
  
  Due to it's quasi-optional nature, I'll be handing out small, 'random' rewards over time. First posts. 10th. So on. Take a peek at the types of rewards below:
  
  
  

  Common	Uncommon	Rare
  Gemhearts Amount: 1d4	Gemhearts Amount: 1d6	Gemhearts Amount: 1d8
  Old Coin Purse Amount: 1d10+5	Old Coin Purse Amount: 2d10+5	Old Coin Purse Amount: 3d10+5
  RPC or "Roleplay Credits" Amount: 1d4+1 OR 2d4+1	RPC or "Roleplay Credits" Amount: 1d6+2 OR 2d6+2	RPC or "Roleplay Credits" Amount: 1d8+3 OR 2d8+3
  Magical Trinkets Varying in amount, quality, and home world design. Like a Painted wooden key whose teeth change configuration every day at dawn	Magical Trinkets Varying in amount, quality, and home world design. Like a Opalescent conch shell that giggles when you hold it to your ear	Magical Trinkets Varying in amount, quality, and home world design. Like a Thimble that helps you daydream when worn

  
  

  *RPC can be turned into Crystal Tears with the current exchange rate being: 10 RPC to 1 CT​

 

[PolyesterH]

Daniela Navarro, Stjvena Circle -> The Bulletin Boards of Fate @rissa @Nougat @SilverPaw

Daniella shakes her head quite vigorously at the idea of negotiating with vampires. Her tone grows a little bit frustrated, seeing as her conversation partner seems to have missed the point.

"They're evil and will just trick you. You need to kill them on the spot or they'll betray you." You have had conversations with zero vampires.

Regardless, Daniella pays close attention to both Anwen and Yuneksia's comments. Meditation was incredibly boring. She knew herself well enough, looking inward didn't serve much of a purpose for her. Besides, it was always a bunch of nonsense. It was always better to put one foot in front of the other rather than drowning in your own thoughts. If you wont listen to yourself, who will you listen to?

The similarities that Yunek talked about sounded a lot like the Vampires, but Vampires lived amongst people to control them from the shadows. They didn't go into the woods and come out at night to prey on them, or even disguise as them to lure people in. And besides all that the cultural standards that Yunek talked about, well, she forced herself to keep a straight face when confronted with a cultural practice that turned her stomach. They should be going out and killing the monsters, not forgetting the people they loved.

A student visa. Right. Public schools gave her a student ID card, she'd need one too. And classes, unfortunately. This was going to be a terrible time, but she did sign up for trials. The fact they weren't the ones they signed up for was upsetting but surely she could bear it. The arena, despite the fact she showed up covered in blood, held very little interest for her. She raises her lance excitedly and speaks boisterously.

"Okay! I'll get a student visa!" We don't know where they are!

Without missing a beat, she steps over to follow Yunek to the bulletin boards. She had no idea where to get a student visa but the bulletin board is where information seemed like it would be. Just ask him!

 

[Nougat]

Yuneksia Endrimm
Bulletin Boards of Fate ⋅ @PolyesterH @SilverPaw

"We'll check for your class assignments first, actually–Tazi doesn't seem to want to go near the soul brooch identification at the moment. It doesn't matter either way, as long as both get done eventually."

Yunek stopped right at the edge of the crowd by the bulletin boards, barely suppressing a sigh as he observed the endless mass of people fighting to see what was written on the boards. "You'd think they would have a better way of communicating this information," he grumbled, more to himself than to the two first years. "This is how the village by the water back home posts their news, but they have a quarter of the population, and not one of them has magic." Even the village was too crowded for his taste, so Yunek had horrible memories of trying to get close enough to read the board in his first year – the only reason he'd reached the front was the waves of students who inadvertently pushed him forward as they moved.

"Alright, we're going to try to get through this crowd," he said, with all the enthusiasm of someone being marched to their death. He paused, however, as Tazi peeked out from its hiding place to nuzzle his palm. The creature didn't speak (could not, as far as Yunek knew), but he nonetheless understood what it was getting at, and Tazi, in turn, understood his silent acquiescence just by the way he sighed and lightly petted its head as he moved forward.

So, as Yunek stepped into the throng of students, Tazi abruptly leapt ahead, disappearing quickly in the shadows of the crowd. A moment later, there was a sharp bark a few feet away from him, followed shortly by the startled yelp of the girl whose shadow Tazi had decided to take refuge in.

"Oh no, Tazi. Don't run off like that," he said, his tone a bit too bland to indicate any true concern. As the students nearest to him cast their attention on him, however, his face reddened, starkly contrasting against his pale skin. He resisted the urge to hide his face as he glanced back at the two first years, telling them quietly, "You can just follow me," before he started towards his companion. Yunek's lackluster emotion aside, Tazi's commotion was enough for those around him to step aside as he made his way towards it.

Yunek didn't check to see if the two first years were following him, more focused on not bumping into anyone too much, but his pace was no faster than it had been before. Letting Tazi run around allowed it to burn off its excess energy, but Yunek, still adjusting to the abrupt shift in temperature from his home to the World Between, was disinclined to move any faster than he needed to. There wasn't any point to running besides appearances, as he had no plans to catch his companion in the first place. His lack of care might reflect poorly on him, but so did letting Tazi run loose in the first place, so he was willing to take that extra hit on his reputation (or, at least, he told himself he didn't care, but the dusting of red on his face seemed to grow more saturated with every muttered complaint as he slipped through the crowd).

By the time he reached the girl, Tazi had long disappeared back into the crowd, but it soon popped up again a short distance away, leading them just a bit closer to the board. And so it continued, Tazi always waiting for Yunek to have moved forward an acceptable distance in the crowd before it moved elsewhere, and never strayed too far ahead, both so that it could easily be followed and so as to prevent any commotion from spreading more than a few feet. It was practiced enough in doing that, as it sometimes helped Yunek move through the Forest when the flora was feeling particularly aggressive.

Overall, though he still moved through the crowd slower than he would have liked, Yunek made it to the bulletin boards much faster than he had the previous year, which he counted as a victory. Perhaps not a victory worth the amount of attention he received in return, but a victory nonetheless. Still, as Tazi slotted itself back by his side, Yunek stopped it from going back into hiding with a hand on its head, his other hand scrubbing over his face as though he might be able to erase some of the redness. "Next time, we're switching roles," he muttered, before letting the creature slip back into his shadow. Did he know how that would work? No, but rest assured he would no longer be the one who got all the blame while Tazi happily hid in the shadows.

 

[littlekreen]

Melody La Doux - The bulletin boards of fate

Matti looked up at the young lady and smiled as he trudged. "Musta likes to think she is a great night hunter," He added in a playful tone. The cat gave him a look that clearly disagreed with him.

She bent down to look at Musta directly, and one of her autumn-colored eyes was faceted, "I like night hunters from the green. You'll be a good hunter someday as the wheel turns." The panther approved of the attention she was getting.

Turning his head, he said, "I am just coming into my magic. My mentor said that I have been fighting things, but it is like a dream to me." He moved the cane forward a bit. "They seemed more like dark mists," he added. It had not made any sense to him at the time.

Her origins didn't bother her, so she straightened to walk and canted slightly to peer at his cane, saying deadpan, "The dark that refuses to turn is dangerous. My dad was in the liminal guard; he taught us what to be afraid of and how to fight it. I didn't learn from the green until after."

Matti took notice of her look at his cane. "My father taught me.." Matti said and paused to shift on the cane. "To stay out of the way and watch out for trucks," he added, trying to hide that pain. He smiled and laughed. "The green found me in the rehabilitation hospital. The woods. That is where Musta found me as well," he said still smiling. "They told me I would never walk again," he said. "Stairs still hurt," he added.

Her body faintly rustled as she moved to sprout her bright laugh like a pile of leaves, "Haha! Truck? It's good advice to watch for trucks. You don't remember getting hit. It was just suddenly moonlight at the edge of the forest for a long time until the green came to see my broken soul holding on. It said I was not done. I guess you're never the same after the truck that hits you."

Looking at her, he asked, "Maybe you can teach me to hunt?"

Melody seesaws her hand, "Maybe I could; I'm not one of the green's healing hands though. It wants me to be the hands of wrath."

Matti smiled. "Hopefully, healers are better here than at home, or there are no stairs here," he said. "I would not mind learning some healing. Really would not mind learning anything," said Matti, being a bit more serious.

Melody looked to the various students going to and fro, then looked to him and smiled, "Healing is fiddly! Unless the green stitches you back together however it likes. They could teach us to make that happen faster. Healers don't do as much for my ashen blood."

She looks down at a bush as they walk along and stops to reach under it toward a pale object hidden underneath. She takes out a box the color of bone and wicker that bears Celtic symbols and removes a book bound in thick leather. Pushed back underneath the bush, she stands to check it, then looks to him, "I wondered when my journal would show up. Don't worry. The green would not have sent us here if it didn't think we would grow!"

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Collaboration between @Meleck and I with some minor grammatical changes and twiddling for better temporal continuity. Since there's not been a response in a while and it's long enough.

 

[Nougat]

Wong Fei Yin | The Tenth Dragon

Bulletin Boards of Fate

"What a tragedy. The great hero of Kowloon, bested by humidity."

"You shut up," Fei Yin replied, but she laughed as she snapped her hair straightener threateningly in her brother's direction, not once turning away from the mirror. "Don't know why I bother to tell you things."

"Because you love me and you value my opinion?"

"Or I just needed someone to cover for me when I'm off, you know, saving the city and all that." Fei Yin tilted her head to the side to grin at her brother. "And I know you'll never leave home."

She laughed at his offended squawk as she swung herself to her feet, hurriedly cleaning up her desk space. "Auntie Ng gave us food, by the way. She told me to make sure you eat all of it; she thinks you're too skinny."

"I'm average, I just don't run around the city punching out demons every day." Still, he'd opened their fridge and was digging through it when Fei Yin disappeared.

As much as Fei Yin loved the idea of going to a magic school, the trip there left much to be desired. Even with the lights on in her apartment, the transition from her home to the dappled sunlight beneath the wishing tree was like a flash bang going off in her face, and the soul transport itself always left her head spinning. Cherry had laughed when she told her that, after the first time she'd been brought to the World Between. "I felt like that too," she'd said. "So did my mom. And her mom. At least you didn't vomit on the summoning circle like I did!"

And that was a streak Fei Yin intended to keep going, thank you very much. That she now anticipates being whisked off to another dimension helps quite a bit, as did the fresh air. Hong Kong had been plagued by storms for the past few weeks, and she spent the few sunny days within the dark walls of her city, wielding a broom to push water out of the halls. The weather here was heavenly in comparison.

The weather, at least, made waiting in lines and shuffling through crowds much less torturous than anticipated. Before long, she had her shiny new student visa in hand and was at the front of the crowd by the bulletin boards. She cast a quick glance over the class lists, just long enough to know which class she'd be in for the term. Satisfied, Fei Yin left the board, stretching her arms languidly above her head as she did so.

It would be nice, she decided, to enjoy the weather a bit more. Fei Yin was never one to stay idle, and sitting in the Main Hall waiting for dinner to start without even a phone to scroll through? She'd last maybe a minute. With that in mind, Fei Yin pivoted away from the boards and the Main Hall, intent on wandering campus until dinner.

 

[PolyesterH]

Daniela Navarro, The Bulletin Boards of Fate @rissa @Nougat @SilverPaw

Daniella blinks, but shrugs. If whatever order worked, then she may as well follow this stranger. They seemed to know what they're doing anyway. Notably, she is slightly aggressive as she moves through the crowd. Not in the violent sense, but her insistence of bobbing and weaving through people. Almost pushing slightly while she tries to squeeze between people that aren't talking or are quite a bit apart. She spends zero time looking at some of the odder species and people present, they were too busy moving and twisting their body to get through while avoiding hitting people on the head. Frankly its actually a bit of an impressive feat. The biggest problem was the lance that was the size of her body, keeping it close and pointed upward lest she wind up bonking somebody on accident. It's like a close ballet dance. As an assistant, but not replacement, for her movements she hits people with a series of requests that are just share the bluntness of the lance's sides, "Excuse me, coming through, I'm new here, thank you!" If it weren't for the fact she was very decisively following Yunek, she likely would have been to the board faster than she was. They probably would have liked that too. You'd be a LOT more rude than you already are too.

Finally making it, she steps forward and plants the bottom of her lance on the ground. She thankfully has the sense not to get right in front of the group to look at the board, and even enough to keep the lance mostly in front of her. She leans to the side of the lance, and moves forward with a lot of emphasis to get a good look at some of the tiny text on the board. She's scanning it to figure out what classes she's going to take. And the information she needs as a new student. And information that would be nice to have. And who her classmates are. It finally occurs to her that she doesn't have her normal identification on her. Or any money. Or really anything besides the lance, her charms, and a first aid kit. This thought is quickly and easily dismissed for more present matters.At least she has a few scraps of tact.

 

[rissa]

This thought is quickly and easily dismissed for more present matters.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
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Similarly to other first years, Daniela would find her name in several different places across the bulletin boards of fate.

NEWEST MEMBERS OF PROVIDENCE ACADEMY

NAVARRO, J. DANIELA

Interestingly, a few names from that list had been scratched away, one just three down from her own. Further across the bulletin board, she'd find her name again, this time on a smaller subheading.

MEMBERS OF CLASS 1C

NAVARRO, J. DANIELA

There were three sets or columns of names belonging to Class 1C, though they all shared the same Homeroom Supervisor— a one Miwa Amamiya. No other information was given other than a 'ROOM 101' affixed beneath the homeroom supervisor's name. Finally, near the end opposite the Main Hall, a list of names four columns wide.

MEMBERS OF THE PANACEA AXIS
WILL MEET 3 TIMES A MONTH IN THE IECHYD HALL

YULING, SUN
BLACK, ALEXANDER
SUD, LYSSANDER
NAVARRO, J. DANIELA
ENDRIMM, YUNEKSIA
KIER, ANWEN
FAWNS, ALICE
LI, SOLARA

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
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Daniela- and truly, anyone gathered close enough to the Bulletin Boards of Fate -could hear a growl of frustration from someone in the crowd and then an outburst of proportionate scale. "I don't care if you're new, I don't care about your pizza flavor profile, and I damn sure don't care about what you did over the summer... So get the hell out of my way!"

Through the black-cloaked crowd it was difficult to see what happened next, but it culminated in a handful of people being thrown to the wayside. A few apologized as they bounced against Daniela and her lance, Yunek, and on the opposite end, even Alice. More than a few took that as a cue to hurry away from the commotion. Their fleeing forms drew a few sharp glances, but nothing seemed to immediately happen. Not until the young woman, probably in her fourth or fifth year, given the length of her cloak, stepped up to the boards unimpeded and in the center of her back a shiny red hex pulsed and shimmered, marking her for detention.

 

[PolyesterH]

Daniela Navarro, The Bulletin Boards of Fate @rissa

Providence Academy, class 1C. Daniela may have been a bit of a goofball, but her home universes education system suggested that she was starting at the very beginning. Which, even for her, wasn't surprising. She had to go through the entire school experience, special or not. What was odd was that there was a single room. Even high schools had more than one room, and this place looked a lot bigger than a high school. Providence brought thoughts of divine guidance and church back at home. But looking at the bulletin board, it looked like there was more than one academy here. That didn't make sense to her. What did absolutely check was that she was part of something called 'The Panacea Axis'. That sounded like exactly the group she'd expect to be part of. Finally, some recognition!This is a little uncanny.

After she's satisfied, she turns to look at the person approaching the bulletin board. Apparently she was 3 or 4 years her senior. Frankly, that was fine by her. It'd be an even fight. The only reason she doesn't immediately announce her name and subsequent duel due to the villainy of the woman, is because of the mark appearing on her back. Apparently some sort of justice was being done by itself here. She didn't have to do anything, which brought a small frown to her face. She looks back at the board and starts glancing around it for where to find Room 101.They'll never notice me.

 

[Nemopedia]

Lyssander
Omen of Stril

Ophelia
Scion of Stril

The Bulletins Board of Fate​

There was a joke that went around between the academies. One partly true, for between Ophelia and Lyssander there truly existed nothing and no one else. None other than the commotion at the bulletin board and the shocked whispers of some of the students as Lyssander's name was repeated.

Quick as ever Ophelia pushed herself through the crowd as well, dragging Lyssander after her until she saw what it was about.

"Panacea Axis?" Ophelia repeated, turning to Lyssander who was equally as clueless about this new class. He made sure that the princess could read that in his expression as well, lest she accuse him of trying to find his independence without her. An argument he didn't need with the looming promise of his enrollment on the basis of his gender.

Not that anyone could ever accuse Lyssander of signing up for extra curriculars unless forced by Ophelia. That required a sort of initiative that Lyssander didn't feel like exerting.

"Whatever it is, I am coming with," Ophelia declared, which Lyssander didn't feel like arguing against, turning around to move out of the crowd again.

"As if I can move around this damn school without you."

The words came out a lot more resentful than they were meant to be. Naturally. With the school year barely started there was a lot to worry about.

Naturally, Ophelia reacted in offense. "What's the meaning… Lyssander!"

Bumping into a newcomer Ophelia fixed the first year a look before continuing her pursuit of Lyssander. There was no time or need of an apology coming from the princess.

 

[Nougat]

Yuneksia Endrimm | Psychopomp

Bulletin Boards of Fate

Yunek didn't react to the jostling beyond a long-suffering sigh and a firm hand atop Tazi's snout to keep it from growling at the offender. He was used to being shoved around, and with Tazi braced at his side, he'd barely even moved. He could understand the older student's urgency—he wanted out too. Though she could have picked a better strategy.

He only glanced at the woman long enough to note the glowing hex on her back before turning back to the board, squinting as he scanned for his name. It didn't take long. His class was easy enough to find, and he felt a flicker of relief at the sight of a few familiar names.

Yunek had spent the past season back home in his village of a hundred-odd people, and it was disorienting, now, to be packed shoulder to shoulder with strangers and not recognize a single face. It was a bit of a comfort to know that he would recognize some people.

He almost missed the other list, but the murmurs from that direction drew his attention. The Panacea Axis? He mouthed the words as he read them, but it wasn't anything he recalled seeing before. What was more important was his name, neatly printed below.

Yunek's stomach sank a little. He wasn't sure what to expect, but being singled out in any way felt ominous. At least there were familiar names on the list. Lyssander, but no sign of Ophelia, which was interesting; they were never too far apart, from what Yunek remembered of the previous year.

Lyssander wasn't the only name he could recognize, though. "It seems like we'll be seeing each other around," he told Daniela, waving vaguely in the direction of the with all the enthusiasm of the Firestarter at a Farewell Ceremony. He didn't like being handed roles he didn't ask for.