Defence Against Malicious Magic - Monday 3/26 - Curse! Foiled!

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

Students are directed to the Danger Shop by notes and possibly a TA or two.

When the students are assembled, the doors shut with a *clank*.

All is silence for a moment and then a tremendous cloud of black sparkling spoke pours out of, well, nothing actually.

When it clears, a rather ominous and wizardly looking fellow is standing there.

He turns a baleful eye upon the students for an long time, uncomfortably long. It's actually rather creepy. Not creepy in a suspenseful way either. More creepy in a 'I don't want to sit next to this guy on the bus' kind of way.

Finally, he speaks.

"Students of Orpheus!" he says in a voice that's higher pitched then you'd expect to hear. In fact, it kind of sounds like there some dude in his early twenties under all that white hair and the crazy velveteen robes. "I... Am CURSE! I seek to become your teacher's nemesis! And this time, he will actually read my resume! I have lured him away to the Forbidden Zone where he will be dining with the little midget king! distracted while I teach you all a lesson he will never forget!!!"

Wait. Did that make sense? He'll teach... Yes. Yes it did. Okay, good.

"I see he had some implements set out for whatever exercise he had planned for you before my plans were... You know. Replacing his...

Anyway! Since you are all but children I will let you select a weapon or protection that will no doubt fail under the weight of my magic!

Magic is kind of my thing you see...

Have at you! And you! And you! And..."

[[ooc: Curse is a hologram, this is the Danger Shop. The table holds both mundane and magical implements. Magical implements can be anything you would not qualify as a legendary artifact. (Sorry Halliwell, no Excalibur sitting around for you to pick up... Nice longsword +1 though.) Mundane items range from a board with a nail in it, to a (perfectly normal) colt peacemaker. There are also "spell components" on the table to throw together an amulet or something that just smells really bad. Yes, there is chocolate.]]

Comments

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow readied herself for battle, amulet at the... well, ready.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"Eat blazing arcane death carrot top!!!"

A bolt of lime green energy came lancing at her.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Eat stinky magic, meanie!" Willow replied. She ducked out of the way - no faster than any regular 17 year old would duck out of the way - and tried to throw her very smelly amulet at him.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

As fast as a speeding regular 17 year old is fast enough in this case.

The smelly amulet sailed through the air and dropped at Curse's feet, broke apart, and a nearly invisible vapor started to waft up around him.

"Now shall I..." *sniff" "Oh jumping Jeasus on a pogo stock what is that?"

He waves his hand infront of his face gagging.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow grinned. "Ha! There's more where that came from!"

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"I guess *gag* I shoulda *heave* learned that *cough* 'make pretty flowers spring up from the floor' spell after all..."

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"This is what you get for not planning ahead," Willow told him.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"Oh dude... *cough* This would gag a maggot, somebody light a match! ... Oh wait."

He hit the floor with the butt of his staff and flames sprung to life at the other end. He waved it around holding a sleeve over his mouth and nose.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow ducked. "Hey! Careful with that!"

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"Oh I will." he said jabbing it at her, still covering his mouth and nose.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow glared. She glanced at the table of supplies and grabbed the board with a nail in it.

That is, with telekinesis.

She sent it flying towards Curse's head.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"Ahhhh! A board with a nail in it!" He flailed at it with his staff.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"There's more where that came from!" Willow told him.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"Is that your only line?"

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Head's up?" Willow offered as an alternative. She did this while swinging the board at his head again.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"That's not CRAP!" more flailing.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow giggled and kept swinging.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

"Okay, screw this, I'm outta here."

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Nice fighting with you," Willow said, with a wave.