[i]A flyer appears in midair, and staples itself to a telephone pole in Offtopic. The address below, "Spell Contest! Come up with the best spell, you win a prize!" is an address to an old townhouse in the middle of Offtopic. Inside in an ancient leather armchair, someone waits.[/i]
[spoiler]This RP is for you to make a spell! This time, it's 1'st level spells, or cantrips even! It has to be simple, nothing huge or complex. Simple, and sweet.[/spoiler]
Status of Me, Myself, and I:Online and committing arson.
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Blaze goes to the address and knocks on the door.
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Rogue arrives at the address.
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Edited by ImaDrizzit: 12/30/2020 4:42:49 AMUpon hearing of this spell contest, the great and mystical mage John Watson shall mysteriously grow a long beard and dye it grey. He then dons a pointed hat with decorative stars and moons on it, and a pair of dusty old robes. He also equips himself with one of holmes’s old pipe, and a sturdy stick he found in a park. After a while of poring over arcane texts and taking advice from a fellow mage he shall create a spell worthy enough to be presented in a competition. Then, with his work prepared, he will walk down to the location listed on the flyer while giving passers-by cryptic advice about rabbits and wooden pants.
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I step inside, with my shotgun slung over my shoulder. “My spell is called alakablam,” I announce, “who wants a demonstration?”
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[i]how do you spell Czechoslovakia?[/i] “Uh c-h-“ [i]bzzt! Wrong![/i] “Dammit!” The LEGO king leaves the spelling bee, depressed.
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[i]The Wolfkeeper walks into the building dressed in simple street clothes: a leather jacket, red shirt underneath, and jeans. However, he is still wearing his helmet, and seems to be in no hurry to show his face to any of you. “Is this the magic contest?”[/i]
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Edited by Sylver: 12/29/2020 4:22:02 PM
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[i]A white-haired boy sits in front of the door to the old building, cross-legged. He looks around at nothing in particular, his hands wrapped around a thin leather-bound tome.[/i]
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[i]Despite not knowing the first thing about magic, Cobalt decides to join. He follows the directions on the sheet.[/i]
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[spoiler]Got a long drive tomorrow (I won’t be the one driving), so I may be able to participate in this among other things.[/spoiler]
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Drago had already use the magic door of his blacksmith shop to teleport into town, and was waiting near the telephone pole when the flier appeared "what weirdness are we getting into today?"
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*Gerald follows the directions on the flyer.*
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[spoiler]Can I join in?[/spoiler]