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 Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 8:17 am
Other Ashdown rarely changed. Algie didn't find much in sifting through half-broken down homes and businesses unless they were ones that he knew. He'd been in this place lately to practice his magic, but while walking down the street he paused in front of a shop window that he recognized merely for the novelty of it. The window was filled with taxidermy animals in the real world, here was no different though the glass seemed grimier and the animals.... had an unnaturally eerie quality to them. The middle-aged professor stared at the strange animals, he was sure they didn't look quite like that in the real world, while a magical barrier over his head rolled water away from him like an invisible umbrella. hetzerei felt motivated. hope you dont mind me starting this up
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 10:31 pm
Stepping out of the taxidermy workshop was commkon practice around the lunchtime hour. Less and less often did Alois resort to making his own lunch, due to time constraints and sheer laziness. What money he lost in food orders he hopefully made back in profits off gained time. Or, he told himself as much to rationalize the costs. But hunger came regardless of his approaches to his solution, and in mid-afternoon, Alois finally relented to his stomach’s protest. With his latest project (a fish, to his chagrin) set aside, he straightened up the shop and stepped outside to start his journey.
Except it was raining, and he knew what that ******** me,“ he muttered angrily to the door. He locked it nonetheless, as if the otherworldly portions of Ashdown might leak through at any moment. He breathed a long sigh that fogged the window to his shop. And when he turned around, hand stil latched to the doorknob, he spotted a familiar figure not far away - with solace against the rain, no less.
„You going to share that, or do you prefer to gawk?“ Alois stood in wait, hip cocked and hand on the bony protrusion. Except, upon looking closer at the man, he realized no umbrella was in hand. No, the rain simply rolled off from above him as if one was held in place. „Or… Can you even share that?“
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2016 11:06 am
Alge certainly hadn't expected to be joined so succinctly by the man who ran the shop. It seemed almost a normal thing, to stand outside of a store and have the owner step out of it, but this was the otherworld and anything that happened was as far from ordinary as possible. "I can.. all it takes is wanting it bad enough," The older man paused as if perhaps he didn't want to share, but smiled politely and as he concentrated seemed to motion with his hands, as if he were stretching the invisible barrier wider, and it seemed to increase in radius until it covered a good distance around him and enough room for another person. "I'm sure you could do it if you wanted," Alg glanced up at the clear barrier with a squint against the grey glare of the sky and back down again, " Willpower."
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 12:18 pm
“Now that’s an impressive skill,“ he commented, pointing at the bending droplets as they ran toward the ground. Alois crossed the distance quickly before ducking beneath the barrier. The collection of puddles formed in potholes left his pants soaked as he walked through them. Sometimes Alois had to remind himself that he hated getting wet.
„So willpower begets invisible umbrellas?“ He looked skyward and blinked several times as raindrops threatened to touch his eyes. Each one splattered against the barrier. „I’d say you have a terrible lot of willpower, old man. But what exactly do you mean by that? I can’t imagine the amount of will it’d require to say no to nature. You sure you don’t have a trick up your sleeve somewhere?“ He eyed the older man slyly, the joke little more than a spark in his eye.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 1:10 pm
"Not so much as you'd think.." Alg glanced up. "It's not bending nature so much as putting something between me and it." The barrier even made a noise a bit like rain hitting the bouncey material of an umbrella. Alg could only project what his mind willed and that shape and form seemed to fit with his sensibilities best. "I wouldn't even call this place nature. It's magic. All of it," He idly gestured, "All of it can be changed should you believe it enough." The professor shrugged and chuckled, "Just what I've come to understand. But I'll never confess if there's tricks or not." Alg gave the other man a smirk, "But nothing to say you can't learn your own."
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2016 6:58 pm
Alois considered all that he said against the backdrop of uninterrupted clouds. The eternal rainfall, the mists in the distance… All of this was manipulable? Could he dream himself a better environment, then? Could he think of Germany, and project the familiar lilting forests over the drab and droll east coast? No, he thought quickly. There has to be limitation somehwere - even if that limitation is only within ourselves.
„You’re a cheeky one,“ he remarked mildly with a smirk of his own. He appreciated a certain wily nature in the company he kept. „I like that.“
Alois spent a moment of their walk staring upward at the endless rain. He smelled the dampened scent intermingled with road tar, and he enjoyed it greatly. A timeless scent, he found it.
„Teach me how you do it,“ he said at last, looking to the author. „I want to learn how.“
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2016 9:11 am
Alg blinked, still not knowing much what to expect from the strange man since their last meeting. He'd been rather dismissive of his magic then, as if it weren't impressive at all, and perhaps it wasn't but it was still something extraordinary. "Well I can only tell you the theory, the ideas behind how I've seen magic done." His glasses were adjusted, "The application is different from person to person. This is a journey you have to take in your own way." Alg glanced up at his barrier, the rain drumming lightly and running down the spokes of the illusory umbrella. "It's more than merely wanting something bad enough. You've got to think of what you want, what you need in the moment, and find the ties to it inside yourself that ellicit enough belief for you to make it happen.."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 2:46 pm
“So you’re essentially constructing its execution mentally,“ Alois paraphrased. „And it’s dependent on your belief? So, say, I was walking through the street where a sewer pipe burst. I could construct in my own mind a plague doctor’s mask, with the satchel of flowers stuffed into a beak, and with enough want for it and enough belief in it, it would come into existence like that?“ He finished, snapping his fingers on the last word.
„Or is that not necessarily the case, since magic is different from person to person?“ The application, he said, not the method. „Nevermind,“ he insisted afterward.
„If the application is different, then I would expect to have, perhaps, a differently-shaped umbrella if I went about trying to ward the rain away. Or a pancho, or a waterproofed magical coat. I’ve never been much for umbrellas myself, anyway.“ He looked out to the steady shower and reminded himself of Saarland’s typical weather patterns - a light shower, occasionally short, but an often enough occurrence. Umbrellas were rare in his experience, and often more cumbersome than they were worth. Windbreakers worked well enough. Umbrellas offered no protection against the winds, regardless, and were often damaged because of it.
So while Algernon’s invisible umbrella was a unique implementation of magic, he wondered if it worked better than, say, a well-constructed raincoat.
„Suppose I should make something for us now. A torch, then?“ It presumed the need to see, but with little else at their need…iloveyoudie in case you hadn't guessed this be a weird blend of vale and alois
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