[When all was said and done, it seemed as though a very thorough course in contract law was due for someone or another, but right now, the surviving students were primarily concerned with that whole Mastermind business.
So... there was the matter of the Holy Grail War --- more than one, actually, and the basement seemed to be filled with research notes on the subject. There's a lot of nigh-impenetrable magic jargon, but it's possible to get the gist of things. There was supposed to be an artifact that contained immeasurable magical power that could theoretically be used to grant any wish... but something had tainted it. Some poor fool had summoned Angra Mainyu, the incarnation of all the evils of the world, into a previous war, and things had gone a bit pear-shaped from there. There's also a fair bit of information about things like Second Magic, which seems to involve world hopping, and memory altering magic... HMMM...
And then, there were notes on what seemed to be an entirely different magic system altogether... one that granted immeasurable magical power in exchange for a wish. The notes on this system seemed a bit less certain, as though the writer didn't have quite as good a grasp on the systems involved, but it seemed to involve soul gems and contracts and weird cat things with ears coming out of their ears and a whole heck of a lot of despair.
...well, there's only one person versed enough in the former sort of magical jargon here, as anyone who's read his book may surmise, so when the Mastermind is... well... reasonably quickly named, shit proceeds to get absurd.
For starters, the walls begin bleeding some horrendous substance that looks like blood mixed with ichor, which is never a good sign. Fortunately, it seems as though a moat of sorts has opened up around the outer rim of the courtroom, so none of that seems to be spreading around anyone's feet... yet, anyway. There doesn't seem to be any end to the substance dripping down the walls... also, there seems to be a fountain emerging from the center of the floor, between the students' podiums. It's a very classically sculpted, fairly realistic-looking black and white bear holding a blackened cup that's spewing... ah, yes, more of that gross muddy stuff.
And now, where Monobear usually is... well, that sure is someone who should've been dead after the third execution, isn't it? There is a Monobear present, albeit one made out of some sort of strange, silvery substance, but the center of attraction seems to be Kayneth... but he looks a bit different. His hair's gone from blond to white, his eyes from blue to red, and there are some strange red veins snaking their way up his throat and onto the lower bits of his face. His attire's a bit different as well, from solid blue to black vertically striped with blue... and at his neck is some kind of brooch set with a jewel that seems to glow with darkness, as if such a thing was possible.
He stands up from the chair he was lounging in and heads to the edge of his little platform to address the survivors.]
You know, I never really would have guessed that you would have accomplished this without all of you falling in on each other eventually... but I can't say I'm not impressed by the results.
I really do have to wonder how much you can withstand before you break, of course, but I'm sure it'll produce an intriguing end result.
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So... there was the matter of the Holy Grail War --- more than one, actually, and the basement seemed to be filled with research notes on the subject. There's a lot of nigh-impenetrable magic jargon, but it's possible to get the gist of things. There was supposed to be an artifact that contained immeasurable magical power that could theoretically be used to grant any wish... but something had tainted it. Some poor fool had summoned Angra Mainyu, the incarnation of all the evils of the world, into a previous war, and things had gone a bit pear-shaped from there. There's also a fair bit of information about things like Second Magic, which seems to involve world hopping, and memory altering magic... HMMM...
And then, there were notes on what seemed to be an entirely different magic system altogether... one that granted immeasurable magical power in exchange for a wish. The notes on this system seemed a bit less certain, as though the writer didn't have quite as good a grasp on the systems involved, but it seemed to involve soul gems and contracts and weird cat things with ears coming out of their ears and a whole heck of a lot of despair.
...well, there's only one person versed enough in the former sort of magical jargon here, as anyone who's read his book may surmise, so when the Mastermind is... well... reasonably quickly named, shit proceeds to get absurd.
For starters, the walls begin bleeding some horrendous substance that looks like blood mixed with ichor, which is never a good sign. Fortunately, it seems as though a moat of sorts has opened up around the outer rim of the courtroom, so none of that seems to be spreading around anyone's feet... yet, anyway. There doesn't seem to be any end to the substance dripping down the walls... also, there seems to be a fountain emerging from the center of the floor, between the students' podiums. It's a very classically sculpted, fairly realistic-looking black and white bear holding a blackened cup that's spewing... ah, yes, more of that gross muddy stuff.
And now, where Monobear usually is... well, that sure is someone who should've been dead after the third execution, isn't it? There is a Monobear present, albeit one made out of some sort of strange, silvery substance, but the center of attraction seems to be Kayneth... but he looks a bit different. His hair's gone from blond to white, his eyes from blue to red, and there are some strange red veins snaking their way up his throat and onto the lower bits of his face. His attire's a bit different as well, from solid blue to black vertically striped with blue... and at his neck is some kind of brooch set with a jewel that seems to glow with darkness, as if such a thing was possible.
He stands up from the chair he was lounging in and heads to the edge of his little platform to address the survivors.]
You know, I never really would have guessed that you would have accomplished this without all of you falling in on each other eventually... but I can't say I'm not impressed by the results.
I really do have to wonder how much you can withstand before you break, of course, but I'm sure it'll produce an intriguing end result.