[IC] Magic & Morons: Interns Wanted

[spiral origin]

Groo walks in.

"Me look for intern job." She looks around suspiciously. "Me learn magic?"

[Dark Cloud]

An old wizard that resembles a human squidward looks at you unimpressed "Yeah" points to stairs "20th floor"

[spiral origin]

"Okay..." Groo looks suspiciously at the wizard, and then at the stairs. She proceeds to climb the stairs, not stopping until she reaches the 20th floor.

[BangoSkank]

"AH GAHDAMMIT" a grumpy overweight Halfling yells as a large barbarian woman opens the door on him in the middle of a truly righteous shit.

"Canne nah see ah'm taken a sheet here lassy?" he continues reaching down with his short stubby arms to cover himself and gesturing with his head for her to close the door and leave him to his battle.

[spiral origin]

Groo frowns at the sight of the defecating halfling, but doesn't make a move to close the door.
"But me was told this the place for intern job! Me here to learn magic!" She looks around in frustrated suspicion, refusing to leave.

[BangoSkank]

"I ken only cast the one spell right now," the Halfling replied trying to restrain the poo demon he was battling mightily, "and ah reckon ye already know that one."

Through a complicated series of careful movements he wiped the sweat from his brow then covered himself with one hand while pointing up with the other.

"Ye'er a few floors short of the teachin' still lass. Keep goin."

He turns away to get back in the fight, before turning back to the giant woman "But close the door first fer fooks sake!"

[spiral origin]

Groo looks suspiciously at the rather busy halfling. "...You no try Trick me, is you?"
She looks around, carefully observing the surroundings and scratching her face as she evaluates the situation. She soon grunts, looking haplessly disastisfied.
"Me be back if this be a Trick..." She throws a suspicious glare at the halfling, and leaves, forgetting to close the door.
She heads up a few more floors and walks through the door. "This better be magic intern floor..."

[Dark Cloud]

The GM is surprised that his rp has been graced by the defecating halfling as well as a literal moron, you all feel a warmth or is that just shit running down the halflings leg?

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@spiral origin

You finally make it and your reward? Well prepare to jump for joy because as your sent in to the office you notice the rooms cramped with musty scrolls around a wizened old codger muttering about newfangled doodads and how the young wizards were never like they were back when burning witches was okay.

[spiral origin]

Groo stomps into the room, wielding her club.

"Me here to learn magic and be intern! This better be the place!"

[Dark Cloud]

@spiral origin

The old man looks up, his eyes are lazy and he looks at the wall with great interest "Ooo your talking again Ralph?" when he gets no answer he turns in your direction "He's shy no worries...Magic? Yes...Your uh...Hired" he proceeds to hand you a name tag.

[spiral origin]

@Dark Cloud

Groo takes the name tag, sniffing at it suspiciously.
She soon sticks it on her arm.

"You strange old man... you teach me magic? Me want learn all best magic."
She sets one end of her club down on the floor with a quaking thump.

[Dark Cloud]

@spiral origin

Squinting looking very much like an elderly woman looking over a car steering wheel the doddery old mage purses his lips deep in thought. "First you will have to fetch some cranberry juice from the Walmart down the street then you will learn your first spell...I need cranberry juice to jump start your...uh magic!" he says.

[spiral origin]

@Dark Cloud

"Grrr!!..." Groo growls in grievous frustration, thumping her club on the ground and causing a small quake.

"Me just climbed up 20 floors, now me have to climb down 20 floors!? How about me learn magic NOW!? THEN me get cranberry juice."

[Akatala]

Renni walked in cautiously dressed in her patchwork ragged clothes and navy collar. She looks like a unicorn had explosive diarrhea on her between her purple hair, green eyes, caramel skin, and clothes with practically every color in the various pieces of fabric sewn together.

"Umm, I'm here about the magic job?"

The bagging of a club somewhere upstairs startled her and suddenly... she was an alpaca. The alpaca groaned as she stood there in humanoid clothes. 'At least I'm not a naked mole rat this time,' she thought to herself. She looked to the strange mage and nodded her head while tapping a hoof. As if the only thing was wrong with this picture is that she can no longer speak.

[Shadow Dragon]

Darksoul drags his glaive across the cobblestone, looking around with his glowing eyes, and darkness warps around him, following him and his shadow. He gets to the tower, and starts dragging himself up the stairs.