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grand_fallguyDear Everybody,
So much has happened in just one week, it's hard to know where to start. Well, as I said last week, I arrived with no problems, and found the school. Which, I swear to god, is a freaking castle. As it turns out they have a strict policy of no weapons on campus (and the amount of kids weilding big time weaponry is staggering!). And now that it's a sword, my wand counts so into the weapons locker it went.
Then I got my room assignment (314), which is as big as our apartment OMG (OMG stands for oh my god, see how my vocabulary is improving?). Then it was a big party for the new kids to meet the indiginous ones. From a girl from kansas I learned that meteors can cause mutants, and I met a girl from the 1100's who, I swear, is Robin Hood's daughter. As Dan Barrymore would say, I am not making this up.
Apparently time travel is common here because later in the week I met a guy from the 1940's. MOre on him later 'cause that's a whole otherpipe of crack fun story.
Hobson, despite warnings from the locals of craziness, everyone I'd met thus far was human. But I did meet a witch. Plus a girl that gave me deja vu, and a girl who I guess had been mistaken for a new kid 'cause she was kinda defensive.
Found my room and finally met my roommate, who seems cool, but we havne't run into each other very much. The rest of the week was just exploring and meeting people:
I met my first Canadian ever. Nice guy named Jude. Very mellow. Nice change from the excitable folks in New York. I thought I met a boggart in the local department store but I think he's actually human. Vaguely. Hobson, Boggarts ever interbreed? Sorry for the visual.
Neil I may have found a kid that can replace Charles Norrington as your kung fu hero. He can run on fences, can Charles do that? Hmm?
Mom you'll be pleased to know I picked up a job application at the local diner. And also the dealers are much nicer here than in New York.
I found a bookstore, the girl from Kansas, Lana works there. And I met Artie, the strongest MAN in the world. That is apparently his name and once again, I'm not making this up. He makes the Fae seem logical.
In the dorms I helped some girls move. Am I starting to sound like a flirt? Honestly I don't mean to, I just keep meeting girls. I even saved Robin Hood's daughter Gwynn from a shining example of Americana named Peter. There's another Peter who's not scary though. I also met a slew of other people, and one of the teachers. Ellie, she teaches astronomy.
And now finally we come to a little tale I like to call "Welcome to Fandom Tim, I hope you survive the Experience". On saturday I met a girl named Pippi. Or at least, a girl claiming to be Pippi. She was wearing sunglasses like she was hung over, but I caught a glimpse of her eyes, which were purple, just like Eleziane's. I was pretty sure she was a changling, but her friends Bel, and Paige (another witch by the way), assured me that this was not likely the case. I was too distracted byPaige in a swimsuit natural disasters on tv, the idea of a TEENAGE changling, that I neglected to mention that this could be a recent event. Hobson, changlings are typically little kids right? Neil, were you a changling on PSAT Saturday or were you just acting weird?
Well the next day I discovered that I was wrong, partly. She wasn't a changling, but she was possesed by a Faerie who, when her cover was blown, introduced herself as Adella, Formerly of the Queens Court. Ring any bells Hobson?
I was on my way to the book store toflirt with lana freak out Giles do some research on Changlings, and stopped for breakfast at Cafe Fina. Which was lucky because that's where the Anti-Possession Squad was recruiting. That's when I found out that Pippi was possesed and so was the 1940's kid. By a Vampire of all things. While we were working out what to do, guess who came caling? The guy who owns the place must know his stuff because not only did he have some woojy books, but he also had a bar of cold iron. A kid named Alphonse who knows alchemy turned the bar into chains (my idea thank you very much), and wrapped them around Adella, which ended the fight, but Vampire Walter (that's the name of the kid from the 40's) grabbed her and they escaped. We managed to get away with only minor injuries ourselves.
A quick trip back to campus, to collect what we in the action hero game call, our hardware, and we regrouped back at HQ. There we learned that the cause of all this was two statues. I'm not sure I understand the mechanics of it, but I think the statues make one posessed by whatever you fear or something. Pippi told me later that she'd been possesed by Adella before.
Once more I played a vital role by drawing the magic out of the statues so Alphonse could work his mojo. I had to take the magic out before he could, because apparently, Alchemy is most emphatically not magic. By the way Hobson, thanks for thedumbed down de-jargonated instructions, they helped me figure out how to do that. And I do not reccomend holding onto a magic siphoning device that has drawn dark magic into it, as it had the combined effect of feeling like an electric fence set to max, and I felt...I heard...forget it. Let's just say I got a taste, and it wasn't good. So anyway, Alphonse destroyed the Vampire statue and turned the other one into a cold iron dagger. Then it was off to round 2 which had gotten started without us.
Our messing with the statues apparently spooked Adella because when we arrived on the scene, she was fleeing it. I stopped her. Or at least stalled her. I'm not really sure what happened because one minute I'm hitting Adella with my...wand? Sword? Swand? And the next I'm waking up the next morning in the clinic. No idea what happened, but apparently we won because I'm alive, and Pippi's not possesed. The front desk person said that everyone was recovering nicely.
Whew! And that's how my first week went. One week! I hope I don't have to write one of those "How I Spent My Summer Vacation" essays in the fall.
Hope all is well there.
Love,
Tim
So much has happened in just one week, it's hard to know where to start. Well, as I said last week, I arrived with no problems, and found the school. Which, I swear to god, is a freaking castle. As it turns out they have a strict policy of no weapons on campus (and the amount of kids weilding big time weaponry is staggering!). And now that it's a sword, my wand counts so into the weapons locker it went.
Then I got my room assignment (314), which is as big as our apartment OMG (OMG stands for oh my god, see how my vocabulary is improving?). Then it was a big party for the new kids to meet the indiginous ones. From a girl from kansas I learned that meteors can cause mutants, and I met a girl from the 1100's who, I swear, is Robin Hood's daughter. As Dan Barrymore would say, I am not making this up.
Apparently time travel is common here because later in the week I met a guy from the 1940's. MOre on him later 'cause that's a whole other
Hobson, despite warnings from the locals of craziness, everyone I'd met thus far was human. But I did meet a witch. Plus a girl that gave me deja vu, and a girl who I guess had been mistaken for a new kid 'cause she was kinda defensive.
Found my room and finally met my roommate, who seems cool, but we havne't run into each other very much. The rest of the week was just exploring and meeting people:
I met my first Canadian ever. Nice guy named Jude. Very mellow. Nice change from the excitable folks in New York. I thought I met a boggart in the local department store but I think he's actually human. Vaguely. Hobson, Boggarts ever interbreed? Sorry for the visual.
Neil I may have found a kid that can replace Charles Norrington as your kung fu hero. He can run on fences, can Charles do that? Hmm?
Mom you'll be pleased to know I picked up a job application at the local diner. And also the dealers are much nicer here than in New York.
I found a bookstore, the girl from Kansas, Lana works there. And I met Artie, the strongest MAN in the world. That is apparently his name and once again, I'm not making this up. He makes the Fae seem logical.
In the dorms I helped some girls move. Am I starting to sound like a flirt? Honestly I don't mean to, I just keep meeting girls. I even saved Robin Hood's daughter Gwynn from a shining example of Americana named Peter. There's another Peter who's not scary though. I also met a slew of other people, and one of the teachers. Ellie, she teaches astronomy.
And now finally we come to a little tale I like to call "Welcome to Fandom Tim, I hope you survive the Experience". On saturday I met a girl named Pippi. Or at least, a girl claiming to be Pippi. She was wearing sunglasses like she was hung over, but I caught a glimpse of her eyes, which were purple, just like Eleziane's. I was pretty sure she was a changling, but her friends Bel, and Paige (another witch by the way), assured me that this was not likely the case. I was too distracted by
Well the next day I discovered that I was wrong, partly. She wasn't a changling, but she was possesed by a Faerie who, when her cover was blown, introduced herself as Adella, Formerly of the Queens Court. Ring any bells Hobson?
I was on my way to the book store to
A quick trip back to campus, to collect what we in the action hero game call, our hardware, and we regrouped back at HQ. There we learned that the cause of all this was two statues. I'm not sure I understand the mechanics of it, but I think the statues make one posessed by whatever you fear or something. Pippi told me later that she'd been possesed by Adella before.
Once more I played a vital role by drawing the magic out of the statues so Alphonse could work his mojo. I had to take the magic out before he could, because apparently, Alchemy is most emphatically not magic. By the way Hobson, thanks for the
Our messing with the statues apparently spooked Adella because when we arrived on the scene, she was fleeing it. I stopped her. Or at least stalled her. I'm not really sure what happened because one minute I'm hitting Adella with my...wand? Sword? Swand? And the next I'm waking up the next morning in the clinic. No idea what happened, but apparently we won because I'm alive, and Pippi's not possesed. The front desk person said that everyone was recovering nicely.
Whew! And that's how my first week went. One week! I hope I don't have to write one of those "How I Spent My Summer Vacation" essays in the fall.
Hope all is well there.
Love,
Tim
