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well well well
this is a fine kettle of fish we've all found ourselves in eh
hey idk what the policy on unsupervised animals is but i sent my familiar out to scout
so if you see a crow flying around and snooping
don't worry about it
so, i'm Witch
i've been here for maybe an hour
there are worse universes to get spontaneously spirited away to tbh. seems cozy here
i got the elevator pitch already but, really, what's a girl gotta know to get by
what's exciting, what's dangerous, where can i get a good iced coffee
side note: magic? we got a policy on that around here?
obviously this place is just oozing with it but if any of you are gonna flip your lids if you see me casting it'd be good to know sooner rather than later
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Who; A little birdie, his mistress, and you!
What; Crow flies around and scouts out the city, OR Witch pokes around the Historium
Where; Out and about the city OR at the Historium
When; March 30th
Warnings; probably none?
a. out and about the city with Crow
[Whether or not you saw Witch's warning doesn't change that Crow is out and about, doing his thing. Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, there's a crow here now.
He looks like a perfectly ordinary crow, though those with a sense for magic may detect something...off about him. Even without any magic, one can certainly tell he's up to something. He keeps trying to enter buildings and, when that inevitably doesn't work, he finds a perch so he can peer into the windows. He gets much too close to people, entirely too brazen for a bird. If items are left unattended he might start prodding at them with his beak.
If you stare at him for too long, he'll stare back. And then he'll caw, as if in greeting.]
b. in the Historium
[Whatever misgivings Witch had about this whole situation (and, honestly, Witch has met her latest surprise excursion into a brand new universe with an attitude of "this might as well happen") disappear the instant she enters the Historium.
Anyone present might hear a breathed-out,] Oh, fuck yes, [and see her find a desk to make herself comfortable at. Once in a while, he caws, and Witch looks up—she's got a considerable stack of books beside her, and has managed to acquire a notebook in which she's scrawling like a woman possessed; she's sat near the Directory so she can quiz it and make all sorts of requests, and she takes notes on the responses, in between texting on her tell phone. Here and there she strolls through the shelves, looking high up and letting her eye scan the titles top to bottom from under its patch, silent and imperceptible. When she finds a book she's interested in, she draws her wand, points it upwards, and a faint purple glow surrounds the book, which floats out of the shelf and lowers itself slowly into her other hand.
All of this is done quite casually, like it's entirely normal for her. She waves politely at any spectators or passersby.]
well well well
this is a fine kettle of fish we've all found ourselves in eh
hey idk what the policy on unsupervised animals is but i sent my familiar out to scout
so if you see a crow flying around and snooping
don't worry about it
so, i'm Witch
i've been here for maybe an hour
there are worse universes to get spontaneously spirited away to tbh. seems cozy here
i got the elevator pitch already but, really, what's a girl gotta know to get by
what's exciting, what's dangerous, where can i get a good iced coffee
side note: magic? we got a policy on that around here?
obviously this place is just oozing with it but if any of you are gonna flip your lids if you see me casting it'd be good to know sooner rather than later
log
Who; A little birdie, his mistress, and you!
What; Crow flies around and scouts out the city, OR Witch pokes around the Historium
Where; Out and about the city OR at the Historium
When; March 30th
Warnings; probably none?
a. out and about the city with Crow
[Whether or not you saw Witch's warning doesn't change that Crow is out and about, doing his thing. Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, there's a crow here now.
He looks like a perfectly ordinary crow, though those with a sense for magic may detect something...off about him. Even without any magic, one can certainly tell he's up to something. He keeps trying to enter buildings and, when that inevitably doesn't work, he finds a perch so he can peer into the windows. He gets much too close to people, entirely too brazen for a bird. If items are left unattended he might start prodding at them with his beak.
If you stare at him for too long, he'll stare back. And then he'll caw, as if in greeting.]
b. in the Historium
[Whatever misgivings Witch had about this whole situation (and, honestly, Witch has met her latest surprise excursion into a brand new universe with an attitude of "this might as well happen") disappear the instant she enters the Historium.
Anyone present might hear a breathed-out,] Oh, fuck yes, [and see her find a desk to make herself comfortable at. Once in a while, he caws, and Witch looks up—she's got a considerable stack of books beside her, and has managed to acquire a notebook in which she's scrawling like a woman possessed; she's sat near the Directory so she can quiz it and make all sorts of requests, and she takes notes on the responses, in between texting on her tell phone. Here and there she strolls through the shelves, looking high up and letting her eye scan the titles top to bottom from under its patch, silent and imperceptible. When she finds a book she's interested in, she draws her wand, points it upwards, and a faint purple glow surrounds the book, which floats out of the shelf and lowers itself slowly into her other hand.
All of this is done quite casually, like it's entirely normal for her. She waves politely at any spectators or passersby.]
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yeah, people start pulling out things like "freak" and "psycho" and you just learn to be quiet about it.
I wonder why there are so many Earth variants...are you from Earth?
...what's that? A walking house?
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witches with enchanted broomsticks
not quite
you can see some similarities if you squint a little though
actually where on the timeline is your earth? like where's the tech level at?
i was referring more to the spooky magical woman deep in the woods with great power and mysterious intentions
you know, witch things
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2015; smart phones, Instagram, being Youtube famous. We've been to outer space several times but we haven't found any signs of intelligent life in the galaxy. We've only had two world wars by some miracle of science...probably the threat of nuclear fallout.
Only witches can be magical people living deep in the woods with mysterious intentions? No men?
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maybe
what the hell is instagram
anyone can fuck off into the woods and be vague about what they mean regardless of gender
live your dreams
whether or not that makes you a witch depends on a series of technicalities
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A social media platform that highlights the narcissism in all of us.
Such as?
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don't get that excited i was talking about witches in the general sense
me. nice. hilarious
that tells me next to nothing except that it sounds like a pain in the ass
varies by universe
sometimes it's just gender, other times it's power source, could be the sort of magic practiced or what it's actually being used for
"witch" pretty much always gets you to the same general idea but different places mean different nitty gritty specifics
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i've never used instagram so i really don't have an idea myself.
well, on m Earth, 'witch' doesn't mean the same thing it did 500 years ago, either. times change.
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if your earth already won't have shit to do with your psychic stuff do they just assume witchcraft is all fakey fake fairytale stuff?
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