Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

Comments

I didn't think you would get paid, just that it's nice that the attendees enjoyed it.

[chazz_it_up]

... Which was much to the chagrin of anyone in the immediate vicinity. This carried on for a bit, before the Chazz lost it. Reaching for the irritation again, if he managed to grab ahold of it, he was going to try hurling it forward, and racing off in the other direction because there was only so much one could tolerate.

Ah, gotcha.

[petalwing]

And when flung, Petalwing simply flew back, still singing.

[chazz_it_up]

This is totally why the wings should have been ripped clean off, it's just something that despite his earlier threat Chazz wouldn't do. Perhaps the low level duel spirits could sense that side of him and that's why they tended to haunt him. Or in other words, he would mostly tolerate them.

This made for a ridiculous scene as Chazz tried to escape, but he could hear the singing trailing along after him. "I'm just glad no one from school can see this...." he muttered to himself. As he neared this area with a bunch of pirate memorabilia, he noticed there was a cage holding a stuffed parrot. Eyes glinting, he altered his course to steer towards that. Petalwing couldn't pursue him if contained.

[petalwing]

Oh what a surprise he would be in for if he tried. PEtalwing continued pursuit, singing at the top of tiny lungs.

[cannoneering]

Canon was making such great, new friends! They were definitely not urging her to break rules at all. Fortunately for the likes of Crowley, Canon happened to be extremely gullible and good natured. She wasn't really aware that she would be doing something wrong, so! Raising the heavy weapon as though it were a toy and closing one of her ruby eyes, Canon aimed the weapon. She waited until he gave her the okay and a humming sounded from the blaster. Glimmering embers formed in the air just at the mouth of the cannon, they sparked with the magic that was infused in the cannon and a loud explosion sounded. The flaming aerial attack cut through the air and hurtled toward the castle. When it connected, bits of castle exploded and rained down upon the ground where a castle had, ahem, once stood.

"Huh, well, that went swimmingly, did it not?"

love it!

[cannoneering]

Perhaps it was haunted and it wasn't just some strange decorative appearance? Nah, that would be too obvious. She raised her brows at the odd seating but followed Skuld until she closed the distance between herself and the chair. It was awkward. She hadn't seen a floating chair before and yet, Skuld seemed to be fine with it. It must be fine... Right?

"It may be?" If not, it wasn't as though they couldn't just rise from a chair! She moved in front of the seat and brushed the tuft of her dress against her backside to sit without wrinkling it! Her palms met with her knees and gingerly, Canon kicked her feet. "Well, this is nice but still very lacking in comprehension. Do we just wait here for our host?"

It was nice to give her feet a rest either way.

Such a sweet gullible kid!

[serpentinthegarden]

"Yes, it did!"

Crowley beamed from ear to ear, practically on the verge of dancing in the Styrofoam rain, but he refrained from doing anything quiet so uncool.

"That'll make you popular around here! We're finally rid of that eyesore!"

she really, really is, ahaha!

[cannoneering]

Canon beamed at the spectacular show of Styrofoam dancing through the air until she got bored of it. Turning, she nodded to Crowley, happy to have done her job as he'd asked. She set the cannon back onto its harness on her back and clapped her hands together in delight!

"Oh, lovely! Do you think people really will be happy? I do hope so."

[serpentinthegarden]

"Oh yeaaa, sure!"

He lied. For all Crowley knew he was the only one who found that fake castle an eyesore but, there might have been others. He had never taken a poll.

"Anyway I think it looks tons better without the thing! You did fine!"

[cannoneering]

"Wonderful!" Even if it was just him that was pleased, it was someone made happy and that's really all that mattered in the end. She pressed her fingers together and smiled. "Everything has ended well then! Was there anything else that I might be able to help with, sir?"

[serpentinthegarden]

"Nope, you did great kid. If I ever have anything I need blown up I'll know who to turn to!"

And the rest of the Kingdom suddenly needs all the luck it can get!

Fethry Duck | Disney Standard (Disney Comics)

[offcenter]

Sometimes the Sky Calls (Log Option)
Normally, Fethry's job was to hunt down the pesky parnormals, not be one of them. But he's been told he's a fairy, so a fairy he was! His element, allegedly, was air, but he was having the trickiest time working with that.

"Darn it," he pouted as he lowered his arms. He'd been trying broad, sweeping gestures to start up a breeze, but the air remained unpleasantly thick and still as ever. "I wonder if I'm just too used to not being magical..." That was the sort of logic that made perfect sense to Fethry.

He glanced around, and - upon spotting someone besides the various cast members of Main Street - grinned. The duck cupped his hands around his mouth and called over to them. "Hello! Can you help me?"

Is That a Song There, and Do I Belong There? (Network Option)
[Fethry waves as the image feed starts up, smiling... A bit shyly, though. While he'd long ago grown out of his childhood timidness, this was his only chance to make a good first impression! But even with that on his mind, he seems to lose all hesitation once he opens his beak.]

Hi, I'm Fethry Duck. Fairy Fethry Duck, that is! [A little giggle.] That has a nice ring to it, I think! Fairy Fethry Duck. Fethry Fairy Duck. Fethry Fairy Dairy Duck...

[Yeah, he's forgotten he's even using the mirror. Someone may want to point that out to him.]

Wildcard
If neither of the above work for you, or if you have your own idea!

sun rises, night falls...

[takeitsleazy]

Michael was on his way back to work from the Carnation Cafe, when he was hailed by a duck who, to his surprise, wasn't Fenton. He smiled brightly, waving as he approached. "Well, hello! We've got another Apprentice, already? Great! It's been getting pretty busy around here, extra help is fantastic. Welcome to the Kingdom. I'm Michael."

He held out a hand for a shake, with the demeanor of someone who was all too comfortable being the welcome wagon.

Song there blah blah etc

[az_shrimp_horny]

Someone kick the mirror, the needle's stuck.

[offcenter]

Fethry reached up to take Michael's hand - a bit of a stretch upwards, considering he himself was all of about three feet tall. Still, the handshake was full of enthusiasm and vigor. "Gee, thanks, Mike! I hope I can be a help here, but so far magic is harder than I thought it would be."

Log!

[enhancomancer]

"Maybe!" the ten year old blonde girl beamed cheerfully, and then laughed, "Almost certainly!" The power of positive thinking or enhancement, after all. "What's the problem, Sir?"

[offcenter]

Oh, you don't want to kick a mirror, ma'am. You could break it and up with years and years of bad luck.

[az_shrimp_horny]

I'm already dead. Can't get much more bad luck than that. I'm guessing you're new.

[offcenter]

Fethry nodded his appreciation to the child. "Well, my magic - they said I have magic here - but I can't make it go. It's all... Pbbbt." He blew a raspberry, looking quite dissatisfied.

[offcenter]

Sure am! But how can you be dead? You don't look like a ghost.

[enhancomancer]

Ivy laughed softly; not unkindly, just delightfully amused by the response. "That's okay! Magic's tricky like that! I was using mine without even knowing it for a very long time! Do you know what kind of class you are? Merlin's supposed to tell you. He's the first kind of my country, I'm supposed to be -- I think the 43rd King! But not for a long long time I hope!"

network

[magicurls]

[ Mami's just settled for her afternoon tea when she sees the message. She smiles and waves. ]

That's a great name. All ready to go out there and fight the darkness, right?

log

[isthatacactus]

"Okay!" She makes a sound like bing and trots over to him. "How can I help?"

[takeitsleazy]

Michael, himself, tended to exponentially radiate the enthusiasm he was given, so within maybe an hour, the Kingdoms weren't going to know what to do with themelves. "It took me a little over a month to figure out how mine even worked, so don't worry about it too much."

With a dismissive wave of one hand, he put the other to Fethry's shoulder and turned him about so that he could see the gardens where everyone trained near the end of Main Street. Some of it had been restored with loving care to its former glory, but most of the cobblestones and fence were still worn, faded, and cracked: a clear work in progress.

"They have training sessions where you can practice.... and even then, nothing really clicked for me until we were out there doing something real. Then again, my friend Mal came from a place that already had magic, so she had a head start, and she's pretty great at it. So it's all very relative."

[az_shrimp_horny]

Not a ghost, just dead. Got pulled in from Hell... kind of. It's a little complicated. I'm Eleanor Shellstrop, by the way.