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lostcarnival2018-06-09 06:55 pm
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⇨ CAMPING GROUNDS
Who: Everybody!
When: Day 64
Where: The Camping Grounds
What: While the Ringmaster attempts to purge the carnival of magical tracing spells and deal with the angry fire fae in her belly, everyone else is getting sent on an emergency camping trip with some unusual local fauna.
Warnings: Camping.
When: Day 64
Where: The Camping Grounds
What: While the Ringmaster attempts to purge the carnival of magical tracing spells and deal with the angry fire fae in her belly, everyone else is getting sent on an emergency camping trip with some unusual local fauna.
Warnings: Camping.
CRYPTIC CAMPGROUNDS↴![]() You're given about three hours to prepare, after the Ringmaster tells you her plans for the coming week. There is a vast selection of camping equipment at your disposal, and the means to take along enough food for the length of the stay. The wilderness of the planet you're left on is nearly idyllic, but some people just don't like the great outdoors. ► CRYPTOZOOLOGY: As it turns out, the carnival won't be alone here. There is a varied ecosystem of cryptids to be found as well, living in relative peace and mostly reacting to the newcomers with curiousity. More details can be found on the plotting post. You are free to NPC the cryptids as much as you need to, as long as you stick to the behaviours described. ► DREAMSHARING: There is a player plot going on which will allow characters to share dreams! These are specifically more dreams than nightmares, and the mushi-adept characters will be here to help. ► CHILLAX: There isn't any plot twist for this setting, so this is mostly an opportunity to decompress from the last plot and get ready for the future. The Ringmaster will show up occasionally to help with needed medical treatments and check on things, but won't stick around for long. |


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"So, there's just magic everywhere, in our world. And anyone can use it to do things if they learn the way to do it, but they have to learn how because I guess, they can't just like... Feel it? So they have to memorize it or pray or something." It's sort of a disjointed explanation, and he knows it, but he only has a vague grasp on how magic is supposed to work, so it's the best he can do.
"But I can just make it do what I want. Ever since I was a baby, I could do it."
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After all, there have been plenty of times when Strange didn't have any books and had to cobble together a spell based on what he remembered and what fragments he had, tying it all together with the feeling he got whenever he cast a spell.
"In my world, praying doesn't enter into it. Can all religious people do magic where you're from or only a select few?"
He knows that it's probably a dumb idea asking Susan this but hey, Strange is curious.
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But the religion question gives him pause, and he has to think about it for a moment before nodding.
"I think they all can! They just might not be very good at it, unless they're like a priest or something special like that. Mostly they do healing magic though I think... Or stuff about whatever their god is?" He doesn't honestly know a lot about religion, though, so he ends up shrugging.
"Druids just pray to nature though or something. I don't really know."
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"Does any of your magic happen instinctively? My English magic doesn't, but some of the fae magic I've picked up here can happen without me realizing it."
The magic that happens instinctively is currently the fire Strange produces now. He's certain he'll get a handle on it eventually—after all, he did so with the smoke. But he's also heard stories of Susan accidentally burning down things with his magic and wants to figure out how that works into the grand scheme of things.
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"I don't know, really. It's... I sort of make it happen, but on accident? That's the only kind that happens without realizing. But I've done some of it for so long that I can do it without really thinking, I just sort of do it. Like walking."
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"Which I'm not judging you for, by the way. Lord knows I've had things accidentally go wrong with my magic before. I'm simply trying to figure out the basics of how your magic works."
Surprise, Lauren gossipped about Susan a bit.
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"No, the magic I don't really think about is stuff that always works, actually. I can show you some of it. But the stuff that burns down buildings, and stuff, is like..." He thinks for a second before thinking of how to explain it.
"It's like, I make the magic work, by... Pulling the right parts, sort of? But sometimes other stuff comes with it. It's like when you're tying a knot, but sometimes the rest of the rope tangles up or knots too." It's the best he can come up with, so he hopes it makes sense.
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"Mine's like a song," Strange explains, with a smile. "It's like I can hear a song in my head and the magic is how I finish it."
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"That makes sense! That's way more interesting than the other magic I know about." Mostly because it seems all like... Memorization and reading. Which are both boring.
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"Is Lauren's magic the same as yours? I've never seen him do any fire or transform himself into an animal the way you have."
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"No, his is totally different. He couldn't use magic until we were older. He has a teacher, back home, an old druid who taught him how to do magic and live in the forest and stuff." Of course he can't give a good explanation of that magic, but he would try if Strange asked.
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Like late twenties older. Still, currently mid thirties Strange mentally thinks of Lauren and Susan as younger than they actually are.
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"How old were you?" Now he's curious.
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"Twenty eight or so," Strange answers. "But the main difference is that my world only had a handful of magicians to begin with. I didn't know that doing magic was even possible until I cast my first spell."
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"That's so hard to imagine. There's magic everywhere, in our world. For someone to be able to do it but not know... That's just so strange to think about."
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Casting his first spell was Strange mostly humoring Arabella, a little bit of levity to make fun of the fact that this odd homeless man told him he was a magician. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect the spell to actually work.
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"That must have been really funny! You never even saw magic before, and then you just did it all on your own? Was everyone really surprised?"
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Still, understated spell or not, doing magic when he didn't think he could and also doing magic in a world that barely had any magic to begin with was something to be proud of. Strange won't entirely disparage his first few spells.
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"It's still cool, though, that way. You must be really good at it to be able to do it without even knowing you could." He's seen him do it, after all, but there's still got to be some sort of natural talent if he can do it so easily.
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"Well I did do magic for the King of England." Just because there were only two magicians in England. And the magic didn't really do anything. But he's gloating and preening right now so those things don't matter! "I suppose that makes me 'really good' by default."
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"You really did? What did you do for him? Did he want something really boring or was it something really important?"
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"Unfortunately, we weren't of any use. Magic cannot cure madness."
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"It would have been really good, if you'd done it... I don't think even healing magic in our world can heal madness. Maybe a god could, or a really powerful cleric..." He trails off as he thinks about it before shaking his head.
"It's still cool that you were called to help, even if it didn't work." He'd still be happy to be called by someone as important as a king, even if he failed.
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"I doubt it will ever happen again, but I'm fine with that. After all, I can still call myself the king's magician even if I've only helped the king once!"