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RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 4 on Page 11! - Ostinyo - 01-02-2018
I could make a prestige or influence skill but I think that would be silly. So right now revealing the truth about the first Illusion class isn't really going to help any.
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 4 on Page 11! - Padillac - 01-02-2018
Um I'm back so I can control my character now so have ray go to the combat class
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 4 on Page 11! - The Hoff - 01-03-2018
Can you update more frequently?
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 4 on Page 11! - Ostinyo - 01-03-2018
Period 2: Class Time Conclusion
At lunch, Ava found Genghis sitting with his roommates Ray and Wanabi. “Ava Human, food, attack!” At this, she lunged towards Genghis, attempting to strike him on the forehead.
Alarmed, Genghis jolted back. “Watch out!” yelled Ray, stopping Ava’s arm. He pushed Ava away.
“What the…?!” Genghis got up and stared at Ava. “What is wrong with you?” He readied himself for a fight.
Ava launched herself at Genghis. BANG! A loud popping noise echoed throughout the Dining Hall. Ava was sent flying backwards and fell to the ground.
✘ Ava Human fails with Combat
The students in the Dining Hall had all risen to their feet to see the commotion. A couple instructors came rushing over. Ava coughed on the ground and slowly stood up. “Ava Human, magic, fail,” she said, before slowly walking away.
“Are you alright?” Ray asked Genghis.
“Y-yeah,” said Genghis, somewhat shaken. “She’s just a nut job, I guess.”
“Reminds me of my gran, to be honest,” spoke Wanabi.
“That’s… concerning, to say the least.” Genghis sat back down at the dining table. Seeing that nothing more would happen, the instructors left and the students gathered around them dispersed.
On her way back to her dormitory, Ava was stopped by the appearance of a mysterious hooded figure. “Ma-ma?” voiced Ava in confusion.
“Ava,” said the voice, which sounded like a woman. “Stop this reckless behavior.”
“Ava Human, reckless?”
“Yes. Ava Human, follow instruction. Learn magic well.”
Ava Human shook her head. “No magic. Ava Human, food, search.”
“Food, no need,” replied the voice from underneath the hooded robe. “Magic is needed.”
Appearing to understand, Ava Human nodded. “Magic learn.”
The hooded figure turned around, apparently satisfied. It then flew upwards before disappearing into the sky.
While eating lunch, Akihiko overheard first years seated at a table nearby talking about Hitojo Yoshiwara from Class A. He happened to come across Hitojo in the hallway while walking out of the Dining Hall. “Are you Hitojo?” Akihiko asked, stopping Hitojo.
“Yes, I am. Why do you ask?”
“I heard you were from the Yoshiwara family,” Akihiko replied. Hitojo nodded, confirming what Akihiko had overheard. “It’s nice to meet you, I’ve heard many great things of the Yoshiwaras.”
“All true, I’d imagine,” said Hitojo smugly.
“Well, I was wondering if you had any advice- I’m going to Illusion next.”
“Advice?” Hitojo appeared confused by what Akihiko meant. He was getting a bit impatient too, since he had been hoping to meet up with John before the next class period.
“Yeah, I heard we have to do some magic?”
“Just a basic illusion. Instructor Eclieth has everyone try reflecting light.”
“Oh,” said Akihiko, somewhat disappointed. “Well that should be simple enough, we already made flames in Transformation.”
“Flames huh?” Hitojo thought for a second. “Also, the instructor starts class with half the room hidden behind a fake wall. You might want to remember that.”
“Mister Yoshiwara, you didn't have to spoil the surprises…”
Hitojo ignored Akihiko’s complaint. “Well, I need to get going.” He gave a polite nod to Akihiko and left for the first year dormitories. Upon returning to Room 26 of the first year dormitories, Hitojo found John already waiting for his arrival. “John! How was class?”
“Pretty interesting, and you?”
“I liked it, although it was a piece of cake,” said Hitojo. “Anything I should know before the first Transformation class?”
John scratched his head. “Well we had to create a flame,” he began.
“Yeah, I heard about that.”
“Oh?” John thought for a moment. “At the beginning there was a female student who wasn’t actually a student at all, but Principal Foliart in disguise.”
Hitojo gave a laugh. “Seriously? That’s hilarious! Thanks for the heads up, then.”
“Have you got anything?” John asked.
“Yeah, at the start of class there’ll be an illusionary wall in the back and the instructor will be invisible. He’s a bit of a character- has us make lights for a basic demonstration.”
John smiled happily. “Sounds good, thanks for the information!”
“Sure thing, John. Oh and I already told some other kid in your class about the fake wall.”
John raised his eyebrows. “Who?”
“Didn’t get his name,” said Hitojo with a shrug. “Didn’t care, to be honest.” The academy’s bells rang for the second class period.
Laughing, John said “that’s just like you. Well, I’ll figure it out, thanks.” The two first years left their room and headed for their seconds classes of the day.
Class A: Combat
The students of Class A, with the addition of Ray, walked outside to the practice field for Combat class. The combat instructor was already waiting for them, standing in the grass with her hands resting above a sword stuck in the ground.
“What are you doing here, Ray?” Genghis asked Ray as they walked towards the instructor.
Ray smiled mischievously. “What? Don’t you like having a friendly face around? Besides, it hardly did you any harm attending Restoration.”
Genghis shrugged and said “guess so.”
Once all the students had congregated in front of her, she addressed them. “Welcome to my class, first year students. I am Instructor Minori, the combat specialist at Manoyama Academy.” She spoke militantly, commanding the attention of every student standing before her.
“In this class I will teach you the many styles with which magicians fight.” Instructor Minori lifted the sword up out of the ground and swung it outwards. “The sword- one of the most standard weapons of war. Yet in the hands of a foot soldier confronted by a magician, it is as useless as wielding a stick.” She tossed the sword into the air and it exploded into wooden debris.
“Magicians, however, often use swords and other materialized weapons to assist in combat.” The instructor transformed the air in front of her into a sword of swirling red mist. The sword seemed to pulsate from the magic surrounding it. “As long as the magician controls the space in which the sword exists, it cannot be harmed by an enemy’s magic. The second tenet of magic; that two magicians cannot control the same matter, is what gives magicians’ weapons strength.”
“A brilliant means of defense,” Genghis commented happily.
“Strange,” said Hitojo, appearing to have just noticed Genghis. “I don’t recall you being in our last class.”
Genghis shrugged nonchalantly. “I was there in spirit.”
“You two!” barked Instructor Minori, pointing at Genghis and Hitojo. “You both seem eager to begin learning magic! I will have you two demonstrate our lesson for today.”
Hitojo bowed his head in acceptance. “It would be my pleasure,” he said.
“Perfect, my chance has come,” said Genghis.
“Today I will teach you the most basic of magic attacks, the bolt.” The instructor’s sword dematerialized into air as she walked towards a line of wooden targets set up by the edge of the practice field. “This is a bolt.” She raised her hand to chest level with her palm open. At the end of her hand, a vibrating white light appeared. A second passed, and then the white bolt shot out at a high velocity, striking her target dead center. The class clapped after her performance.
“Bolts can take the form of any of the different elements, or if you don’t specify any specific material in your mind, it can take on the form of what is somewhat confusingly referred to as magic.”
“Huh?” said Pamira, perplexed. “Isn’t magic a force, not something physical?”
“Yes, but that’s not what we are talking about,” said Hitojo smartly. Pamira frowned at him.
Instructor Minori continued. “Indeed, in this context we are referring to each person’s individual manifestation of what they think is a visual representation of their magic. Typically, it is nothing more than compressed air made to reflect a particular color of light. You lot have already been instructed how to accomplish something similar by Instructor Eclieth.”
“Yeah, like this!” Hitojo held up his hand to reveal a glowing red ball.
“Very good, Mister…?”
“Yoshiwara,” said Hitojo.
“Well Mister Yoshiwara, if you and your friend here would follow my example.” The instructor beconned to them. Hitojo and Genghis stood in front of two targets, preparing to attempt conjuring a bolt. “Alright, fire away when you’re ready. Just one bolt will do.”
A light, white this time, instantly appeared before Hitojo’s outstretched hand. “Go!” he said, launching it at his target. The bolt was propelled forward, where it struck the target a bit left of center.
“A fine first bolt,” said Instructor Minori. “But what are you doing, boy?” She squinted at Genghis, who was making a pained expression on his face. He had his arm outstretched, but not even a speck of light had appeared at his hand.
“I’m… trying to do it.” A few seconds passed, but nothing happened. Some of the students began whispering towards the back of the crowd.
Instructor Minori appeared confused. She turned to look at the rest of the class. “Didn’t Instructor Eclieth teach you lot how to reflect light?”
“He did,” replied Kotone.
“Well some of us didn’t quite get it,” offered Erin, one of the few that hadn’t managed to produce a light.
“I don’t remember seeing him before, though,” Kotone said, eyeing Genghis.
“Me neither.”
“Or me.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” Pamira, Rin, and Erin all agreed with Kotone.
“Boy, what class are you in?” Instructor Minori questioned Genghis before the class.
“I’m Genghis Khan, in Class A,” Genghis replied immediately. “We all are, right?” He had hoped to help Ray out, but soon realized his mistake.
✘ Genghis Khan fails with Friendship
Some of the first years began looking around at each other. A bead of sweat ran down the cheek of Ray Scott, who had thus far managed to blend in with the rest of Class A. “I count fifty-one,” announced Instructor Minori after doing a quick head count. “We’re supposed to have fifty, so someone is an extra.” She gave an annoyed sigh. “Looks like we’ll have to take roll. And it’s only the second class of the day,” she muttered softly.
“Instructor Minori,” said Ray, raising his hand. He had decided to cut to the chase. “I think it’s probably me. I don’t recognize the students here.”
“What on earth are you doing here then?” The instructor chastised Ray, who shrugged. “And what class are you in?”
“Class C.”
The instructor nodded. “Well then you certainly are in the wrong class. Class C is in Instructor Woskian’s room for Translocation right now.”
“Well, I wouldn’t mind learning about combat magic with you, instructor.” Ray tried to play to the instructor’s good side.
“As flattering as that may seem, your class will be having this exact lesson tomorrow.” Instructor Minori pointed to the opening in the wall of the practice field. “Go on, you are wasting the time of these students from Class A.”
Ray lowered his head and turned to leave, disappointed.
“But hang on,” said the instructor. “What’s your name?”
“Ray, Ray Scott.” Ray gulped, seeing Instructor Minori’s stern gaze.
“I’ll be remembering that. Now go on, you’re late for class.” After she said this, Ray left the practice field. “Now where were we?” The instructor looked back at the class, which had devolved into chatter about Ray’s appearance in their class. “Ah yes, Mister Yoshiwara and Mister Khan. Well, since it appears Genghis is unable to produce even a simple light, we will move on. Please get into five lines behind these targets.”
The first years moved about and formed five lines of about ten people each. “Now, you will take turns attempting to strike the target with a bolt. Just give it one shot, then get to the back of the line. If you are unable to make anything happen, like our friend Genghis over here, then either head to the back after fifteen seconds or simply sit this activity out. Begin!”
The students from Class A took turns attempting to create a bolt of magic. Kotone, Hitojo, Pamira, Rin, and Erin were all quickly successful. In fact, Erin had managed to hit the target dead center. Seeing this, Kotone said “Wow Erin, I thought you weren’t able to create a light yet!”
Erin smiled sheepishly. “Pamira helped me get it in our room a few minute ago.”
“I helped too!” yelled Rin in protest.
“Rin too… sort of.”
“Hey, I did!”
Kotone laughed as the two girls continued arguing. She nudged Pamira, who was still looking rather serious. “You know, I really don’t think Genghis was in Illusion earlier.”
Pamira nodded in agreement. “I think you’re right, suppose we could ask.”
“Um, no thanks,” said Kotone. “He kind of creeps me out.”
About an hour of practicing with the targets passed before Instructor Minori addressed the class again. “Stop! That’s enough!” The students that had been taking aim stopped what they were doing, and those in line stopped talking to listen to the instructor. “It seems quite a few of you are still struggling with basic magic, so we’ll leave it there for today. We had more planned but we’ll have to save that for next class, since either Mister Scott took up too much of our time or you all simply haven’t had enough practice using magic yet.”
Some of the students that had struggled to produce a bolt or hit the target lowered their heads in embarrassment. “Class is dismissed, but please be careful with the knowledge I have imparted upon you all. I don’t want to hear more complaints from Instructor Razami.”
There was some laughter as the first years made their way out of the practice field.
✔ Kotone Miu gains 100 EXP in Combat!
⨹ Kotone Miu’s Combat skill leveled up to Level 1!
✔ Hitojo Yoshiwara gains 100 EXP in Combat!
⨹ Hitojo Yoshiwara’s Combat skill leveled up to Level 1!
✔ Genghis Khan gains 100 EXP in Combat!
⨹ Genghis Khan’s Combat skill leveled up to Level 1!
⚔️ Kotone Miu learned Bolt Attack!
⚔️ Hitojo Yoshiwara learned Bolt Attack!
Class B: Illusion
John and Akihiko walked into the seemingly small, empty classroom where Class A had Illusion class before lunch. The final bell rang, but the teacher was nowhere in sight. John noticed that Akihiko was starting to walk towards the back of the classroom, so he quickly grabbed his arm.
“Hey man,” whispered John. “You know what’s up with that wall, don’t you?”
Akihiko nodded. “I heard about it from Mister Yoshiwara.”
“Would you mind letting me reveal that it’s an illusion? I’d like to get on the instructor’s good side, you know?” John hoped Akihiko would accept his proposal.
“Well yeah, so would I,” replied Akihiko. “I’m going to do it.”
✘ John Smith fails with Persuasion
“Oh come on, don’t be stingy,” said John. As the two continued bickering over who would get to reveal the illusionary wall to the class, a few worried students began talking.
“Where’s the instructor?” Asked Emelia, looking around the empty classroom.
“Maybe he forgot we had a lesson today…”
“On the first day of classes?”
“Maybe he’s just slow.” A girl with short brown hair spoke in a disgusted tone.
“Who are you calling slow, pretty girl?” A man’s voice came from just behind the brown haired girl. The girl jumped away in fright. In the space behind where she was standing appeared a young man with jet black hair.
“W-w-who are you?” The girl stammered in fear.
“Instructor Eclieth, your teacher.” He smiled creepily.
“Oh great, another weirdo,” said one of the students.
“Yes, yes, we’re all weirdos here at Manoyama Academy! Now, everyone take your seats so we can begin class.” The students looked around the empty room, confused.
“Um, sir? This is just an empty classroom…” Emelia pointed out the obvious.
“Is it really?” Instructor Eclieth stared back at the students with a satisfied smirk on his face.
Hearing this, John looked at Akihiko angrily. “I’m doing it!” He began to raise his hand, but Akihiko stopped him.
“Um,” started Akihiko, but John kicked him in the shin. “Oww,” moaned Akihiko.
While they were fighting one another, Azuma walked past them heading straight towards the back wall. As he approached the wall he didn’t slow down but continued to walk directly through what appeared to be a solid stone wall.
“Very good!” The instructor applauded Azuma’s perceptiveness. The fake back wall disappeared, revealing a large seating area that sloped upwards. Azuma sat down in one of the seats in the front row.
“Damn,” snarled John angrily. Akihiko was still massaging his shin.
“What gave it away?” Instructor Eclieth asked Azuma.
Azuma pointed to the ceiling. “The ceiling pattern didn’t match up with your illusionary wall, making it obvious that the room continued further back.”
“Indeed, indeed! What’s your name?”
“Azuma Tamagi.”
“Then, Azuma, you’ll receive five points for being the only one in the class to follow my directions and take a seat.” Instructor Eclieth looked around at the rest of the class, smiling broadly. The rest of the class hurriedly walked to the seats and sat down. Akihiko sat next to the Vespiri twins, still massaging his leg. John sat down next to Emelia, as he had in Transformation, and crossed his arms angrily.
“Wait, we don’t get points!” Mikoto yelled at his sudden realization.
“Oh, that’s right.” Their instructor looked disappointed, making the class laugh. “As you all saw just now, illusion magic is a branch of magic that focuses on creating false interpretations of the world. The fake wall you saw as well as my invisibility were both simply illusions. Can anyone tell me how magicians accomplish illusion magic?”
Rana shot her hand into the air, as though she had been waiting for the question to be asked.
“Quick, check if she’s the principal!” yelled Moliarth.
Shingo, who had been sitting in the back, ran over and poked the girl’s face a few times to test its validity.
Rana was utterly shocked by this behavior, looking as if she were about to cry for a moment, but then she screamed “Get your filthy hands off me!” and promptly punched Shingo in the face.
Shingo staggered backwards, dazed. “She’s the real deal,” he gave a thumbs up back to his brother and Akihiko.
“Not principal, check,” Moliarth replied, pretending to write down the information. He and Akihiko then bowed their heads in respect for their fallen comrade.
“Apparently you have already witnessed another illusion, the principal’s classic schoolgirl disguise.” Instructor Eclieth nodded approvingly. “The principal makes for a great schoolgirl, if I do say so myself.”
“Ahem.” Rana coughed into her hand pretentiously.
“Ah yes,” the instructor said, “could we get your explanation of illusion magic?”
“Yes sir. Illusion magic alters the reflection of light photons to produce certain colors. For example, your fake wall was made by making the air across the classroom reflect the colors of a wall, just as the principal reflected different colors around his body to make himself look like a girl.”
“That’s quite correct.”
“However, your invisibility trick is much more advanced. To pull off complete camouflage, you need to take the light being reflected onto one side of your body and project it on the opposite side of the body. The only problem with this is a slight magnification of the background, but it’s nearly undetectable if you aren’t specifically watching for it.”
Instructor Eclieth looked greatly impressed. “Very well put, my dear! Perhaps I should have you teach my class instead!”
Rana blushed in embarrassment. “That won’t be necessary, sir.”
“Your knowledge of illusion magic is impressive, what’s your name?”
“Rana Hayashi.”
“Ah, I thought I recognized that hair color. Your mother is quite the interesting woman. Please let her know that I’m still available for coffee on Saturday nights.” The instructor winked at Rana, who had been rendered speechless. “Now that we’ve overviewed the fundamentals of illusion magic, I want each of you to try it out for yourself. To start out, choose your favorite color and try making the space in front of you reflect that color. Be sure not to change the elemental composition of the air, but just reflect the color you choose.”
John, having known about this activity beforehand, immediately formed a ball of green light floating above his hands. Azuma likewise made a ball of blue light. Meanwhile, about half the class was struggling to make progress with the illusion. Rana produced a purple star spinning slowly counterclockwise.
“Showoff,” muttered Shingo, apparently still angry at Rana for hitting him in the face. Akihiko and Moliarth were both sitting with small balls of light floating before them, but Shingo still hadn’t managed to make anything appear.
“Check this out,” said Akihiko. He slowly bent his ball of light into the logo of the Union of Workers.
“Woah,” said Moliarth. “That’s pretty slick!”
Shingo frowned slightly. “Neat, but I can’t even make a piece of poop.”
“Well that would be transformation magic, not illusion,” Akihiko explained. “This is just giving the air some color.”
“Guess so,” said Shingo. “Wabam!” A moment later, a bit of green light appeared by his hand.
“And there we have it,” smiled Moliarth. “Slow, but he still gets there.” Shingo punched him on the shoulder.
Next to John, Emelia was still struggling with the task. A small speck of light would appear and then quickly disappear. “Would you like some help?” asked John, still holding a large ball of green light.
“Thanks, but I don’t need help,” Emelia replied. John shrugged and continued focusing on his own light.
At the front of the classroom, Azuma’s friend Koji was still struggling to make anything appear. Seeing this, Azuma said “you need to envision-” but then a small red light appeared beside Koji. “Nice one!”
“Thanks, I think I’m getting the hang of this.”
A sudden burst of emerald flames caught everyone’s attention. Wanabi Birkov, the short boy that had produced an explosion in their last class, had incinerated his entire desk. Instructor Eclieth burst into laughter. “While I’m happy your fire making skills are great, please try to be more careful not to transform anything in my class. Next time it could be one of your classmates’ heads that catches fire.”
“Yes, sir.” The boy looked down at the ground, ashamed.
“You can put out your lights now. It looks like the majority of you are able to perform very simple illusion magic. Those of you who didn’t manage,” he looked at Wanabi, “I recommend you practice outside of class to get the hang of illusions before we next meet.”
✔ John Smith gains 100 EXP in Illusion!
⨹ John Smith’s Illusion skill leveled up to Level 1!
✔ Emelia Will gains 100 EXP in Illusion!
⨹ Emelia Will’s Illusion skill leveled up to Level 1!
✔ Akihiko Fujushina gains 100 EXP in Illusion!
⨹ Akihiko Fujushina’s Illusion skill leveled up to Level 1!
Class C: Translocation
The students in Class C made their way to the third floor for Translocation. “Sit down, class is starting.” They were greeted by an elderly voice. An old man, his face lined with wrinkles and sporting a pointy white beard, pointed at the seats in the back of the class. The students that had been standing up quickly sat down. Ava Human, however, made her way to the corner of the classroom.
“What are you doing, Ava?” Ichiro approached Ava, who began poking the wall.
“Ava Human, no skills, wall.” She didn’t look at Ichiro but continued to poke the wall with her index finger.
“What were you doing in Restoration? Did you want to take Genghis somewhere?”
Ava nodded. “Genghis Khan is food.”
Ichiro’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He had no inclination what she meant. “Well, I don’t think so anyways. You should sit down.” Hearing him, Ava shook her head. Ichiro left to go take a seat at the back of the classroom.
“Hello class,” said the bearded old man. He cupped his hand around his ear as though expecting some reply.
“H-hello instructor,” the students replied in disarray.
“Let’s try that again. Hello class.”
“Hello instructor!” This time the class spoke in unison.
“Very good. My name is Instructor Woskian,” said the bearded old man. “Today you will begin learning translocation, a more advanced topic than the others you have studied thus far. While very difficult to perform, translocation is very safe and an important part of a magician’s repertoire.” He pointed at Ava, who was in the corner of the room poking the wall. “You, my dear girl!” Ava looked at the instructor blankly. “Take a seat with your classmates.”
“Ava Human, no skills?” she asked.
“If you don’t take a seat, you certainly won’t be gaining any new skills.”
“Good,” said Ava. She continued poking the wall.
“Humph!” Instructor Woskian appeared annoyed by Ava’s behavior. “Watch closely class, here is our first demonstration.” He walked to an empty desk at the front of the classroom and rest his hand on it. “One, two, three!” As he said “three”, the desk vanished from where it had been sitting and appeared beneath Ava, who promptly fell back into the seat.
The students exploded in applause.
“Incredible!”
“Way to go!”
“That’ll teach her!”
“Now stay seated,” said Instructor Woskian, noticing that Ava was starting to stand up. Ava stopped and sat down. “Very well, let us begin with a fun demonstration. Do we have any volunteers?” A few students, including Ichiro, raised their hands. “How about you, young man,” said the instructor, pointing at Christopher Hogan, a roommate of Hitojo and John. Chris got to his feet. “I didn’t tell you to stand up!” barked Instructor Woskian.
“Oops,” said Chris, sitting back down. Trinick Yamaki, his roommate, chuckled beside him.
“Hold out your hands like this,” Instructor Woskian told Chris, holding his hands out with their palms facing upward. Chris obliged the instructor. “Good, good. Now keep them perfectly still. I am going to take this candlestick,” he lifted a candlestick off his desk, “and translocate it directly onto your hands. Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” Chris nodded.
“On the count of three then,” said the instructor. “One, two, three!” Instantly his arm vanished along with the candlestick, reappearing on top of Chris’ hand.
“Gross!” Chris yelled in surprise and the students around him backed away as blood began gushing out of the dismembered arm.
“And back,” said Instructor Woskian, making the bloody contents in Chris’ hands disappear and return to his shoulder. The candlestick fell to the ground, where it shattered. He ran his hand along the seams where his arm had been split off and smiled at the class. “Ouch! That’s what can happen when translocation goes wrong!”
“Uh,” spoke Chris from across the room. “Can you get this blood off of me?”
“Yes, a very practical application of translocation is cleaning up a mess,” explained Instructor Woskian, making the blood on Chris’ hands vanish before turning to the broken candlestick. He teleported the shattered pieces back onto his desk, where they reformed back into a proper candlestick.
“What you just saw was an extremely dangerous stunt, one that no magician without at least half as many years of experience as I have should ever attempt. As you’ll learn in restoration class, reattaching a broken limb almost always goes wrong. I had to be sure to make my arm cleanly translocate away and retrieve it quickly, else I most certainly would be amputated for life. Because of the severe risk involved in utilizing translocation magic, we will begin with the theory of translocation before proceeding to practical application.” Hearing this, many students in the class groaned. “Now, please open your books to page 2, where we will go over the basic definition of translocation.” Everyone, with the exception of Ava, opened up their textbooks.
A few minutes of reading the Translocation textbook passed when the door to the classroom opened. Ray, who had been off with Class A attending Combat class, poked his head inside the room. Instructor Woskian looked at him. “Hello?”
“H-hi,” stammered Ray, embarrassed by all the students looking at him. “Sorry I’m late.”
“Tut tut,” said Instructor Woskian, apparently unamused. “Get seated and open your textbook, you have some catching up to do.” Ray walked to the back of the classroom and sat down. “Please be on time from now on, otherwise you will interrupt my lesson.”
“Understood sir,” Ray nodded.
✔ Ray Scott gains 50 EXP in Translocation!
✔ Ichiro Ito gains 100 EXP in Translocation!
⨹ Ichiro Ito’s Translocation skill leveled up to Level 1!
✔ Ava Human gains 100 EXP in Translocation!
⨹ Ava Human’s Translocation skill leveled up to Level 1!
Period 3: Class Time
After second period classes, the first year students headed straight to their final classes of the day. Their class schedules dictated the following assignments:
Class A - Translocation
Class B - Combat
Class C - Transformation
Choose your action!
Suggested action: Go to class.
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 5 on Page 13! - Ostinyo - 01-04-2018
You'll notice I've updated the formatting a bit. Let me know what you think (and if you have a better level up symbol).
Sorry for taking a while, this turn was 10 pages long.
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 5 on Page 13! - The Genghis Khan - 01-04-2018
avA could be a good weapon
what if genghis find a way to persuade ava that the others are the food and that genghis will help ava as long as ava does not eat genghis
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 5 on Page 13! - Clockworker - 01-04-2018
(Crap my character is competing with the protagonist)
John Smith sees if he can get a class change to class A citing personal problems. He wants to be with Hitojo anyway. Goes with class A if successful, with his current class if unsuccessful.
Plus Class B has many more people than the other classes and Class A has the fewest so I mean John's helping with the balancing
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 5 on Page 13! - Rocket - 01-04-2018
Ava human decides to make an announcement to tell everyone that she likes walls.
Ava Human gives up on trying to eat genghis but instead tries to eat walls because walls are more interesting than genghis khan
Ava human goes to class carrying a bit of a wall and tries to look at walls again
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 5 on Page 13! - Communism - 01-04-2018
kotone talks to her friends and talks about that royal person and that weird girl, then goes to class
RE: Manoyama Adventures ◇ Turn 5 on Page 13! - The Hoff - 01-04-2018
(01-04-2018, 10:52 AM)Clockworker Wrote: (Crap my character is competing with the protagonist)
John Smith sees if he can get a class change to class A citing personal problems. He wants to be with Hitojo anyway. Goes with class A if successful, with his current class if unsuccessful.
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Hitojo stays a little bit after class to ask the teacher on how to immoblize the opponent, citing that he is a pacifist and curious of how to prevent the opponent from fighting but keeping them alive (in reality, he just wants to make sure that Ava can be easily captured by loan sharks working for the Bank of Hotagi for interrogation/murder/turning in to the military or police).
If unsuccessful, bribe the teacher to get her to tell him NOW.
After that, he talks to Genghis to schedule some meeting with him about Ava in his dorm this evening. After that, he goes to class.
Akihiko just goes to the next class, but not before being a little bit angry to Azuma and John for ruining his plan.
(off topic: I expected a good part of the class to get triggered by Akihiko making the Union of Workers logo. Assuming that the Union of Workers is socialist/communist, I would have liked to see the conservatives of Class B get butthurt)