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Humen:
John Anderson

Making his way onto the platform, the voice once again speaks, about magic nonetheless. John couldn't help but feel this dream was turning into some messed up RPG. Thankfully the smoke he was enjoying kept him from screaming it at the voice in the futile attempt to get a response. Once the voice stopped talking scrolls, incased in a bubble of light, appeared out of know where lowering themselves to everyone. Taking out the cigarette to exhale the smoke John let the scroll fall in his free hand.

"Well now, let’s see what mystical power i get from this piece of scrap paper." John spoke out loud with a rather sarcastic tone as he opened the scroll. The lettering on the scroll looked similar to the one on the hilt of his keyblade, but he couldn't like he could before. As he looked over the scroll, the words turned a whitish grey and then for the first time since John arrived, he felt a breeze blow across his face. He blew out another cloud of smoke, but instead of simply drifting upward like it had been previously; it flew behind following the gust of wind. It hadn't seemed like anyone else noticed the wind, as it was getting harsher, John could see it blowing on the scroll as he continued to look down it. "What the hell is this?" The wind had really begun to pick up as John had to cover his eyes to keep debris from hitting them.

The torrent of wind began hitting as if it were a hurricane knocking John back, closer and closer to the edge. When he looked behind him he saw the bottomless pit of darkness below. He couldn’t fight back against the wind, and no one else seemed to be effected by it. Finally, as John had finished the last line of the scroll a blast of wind send John over the edge of the platform. John closed his eyes as he fell facing the fathomless pit ahead, but when he opened them he had been right back where he was originally standing, scroll in hand, with his cigarette just burning away. Everything seemed the same, which only made what had just happened all the more disturbing. John took his cigarette and put it out on the platform unsure of whether it was it or the scroll that brought the hallucination on. "I should probably start taking this dream a little more seriously or I'm gonna lose it."

The-Blades-slave:
Daylin
Daylin glared at the sky as he stepped up onto the platform, the ominous voice really beginning to irk him. All it did was preach at him from the sky about things that only existed in The Legend of Zelda. First swords of light, then magic, what was next, fairies named Navi who wouldn't shut the hell up? He sighed and snatched the illuminated paper out of the air, tearing it open. The paper felt rough and sandy, speckles of dirt falling onto the floor as he moved his fingers. Ignoring that, he looked at the 'spell'.

He couldn't read the words. He felt like he should be able to read him, but they were in a language he wasn't even sure existed. He tried for a moment longer, waiting for his brain to make sense of them it. It didn't, and when he saw the prat from earlier start to glow along with his scroll, and the teenage girl freeze herself with a blizzard, it pissed him off. Why the hell did they get it so fast? He tightened his grip on the paper, and it crumbled into sand and landed in lump on the floor.

"God damn it!" Daylin stomped on the pile furiously, scattering it everywhere. Then, for good measure, the mechanic drew his hand back and punched the ground as hard as he could. His fist hit the platform hard, and this time, it ruptured in a circumference of two feet around him. He was standing in a broken pile of glass, his knuckles slightly bloody. He also felt more tired than before.

"We have a god damn mana system, really?!"

Desbear:
Jade

As the voice spoke, this odd scroll appeared in front of her. She felt...Drawn to the scroll, as if she had to open it, and read the contents. As she began to open the scroll, she was able to watch. As One of them broke the glass with extreme force...And one froze over... She wasn't sure weather to be afraid of what she was about to read... Or be excited for it...For the possibilities... But either way, she would read it.

As she gripped the paper, it seemed to almost fill her with...Energy. She unraveled the paper, and began to read it. It seemed to be comprised of two halves... One was bright yellow...The other was a deep blue... She began to 'read' the first half. Staring at it, taking the shapes in. As she read it, sparks began to fly off her, slamming into the glass and eventually dissipating. A single word echoed through her mind as she finished taking in the first half of the scroll... Thunder. As the word echoed through her mind, nothing could stop her from muttering it. As soon as she finished muttering the word, and so, she did. As soon as the word's left her mouth, a bolt of lightning jumped from her hands, and slammed into the ground. While it didn't hurt anyone... It did make a noise, and even startle her.

She began to read off the other half of the paper, it seemed like it had been drenched in water, and then dried. The text seemed different from the last, yet she couldn't tell what it meant. It felt as if she had been learning like the first, yet, she couldn't understand a thing the scroll had on it. However, a single word seemed to dig into her mind, like the first one, it seemed... Like a trivial word, that she would have to learn to not use, or risk...Something, at least. The word was Water. This time, she made the decision not to speak the word. She felt tired enough... No telling what that would do.

Enerxia

Enerxia watched as Jade read from the scroll, and sparks began to fly off. One thing that she did notice, was water began to flow from the other's fingertips, and the mage seemed like she hadn't noticed it quite as much as the sparks. Enerxia slowly grabbed the scroll in front of her...With everything that happened to the others... What would happen to her...? Nonetheless, she began to open the scroll. It felt... Odd. The scroll seemed lighter than air itself.

The words glowed an odd whitish color, the shape seemed alien to her completely, and she couldn't understand a single thing on the paper. But...The more she studied the paper, the more winds began to slowly nudge her, before she was at the edge. The second she finished her paper, one strong gust of wind seemed to knock her off, sending her off the edge, and the scroll seemed to become translucent like a cloud. As she began to fall, out of instinct, the only word she could think of, was what she yelled. The word was Dash. And the second it left her mouth, a somewhat strong gust of wind seemed to fling her back onto the platform. When she fell back onto the platform, she began to stand up. She felt like she had the wind knocked out of her, as she slowly managed to stand up and looked around. She felt somewhat...Drained, after the entire thing. It was as if energy had been drained.

[SIINTCA]

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Sean

As the scroll appeared before him, he took hold of it and tried reading it, looking over the many symbols and what appeared to be random marks to him. He struggled with the language, not being able to make any sense of it, but just looking over the letters anyway until he reached the end of the scroll. He didn't feel any different, nor did he feel smarter after the experience, no matter how many times he read over it. It made very little sense, and he sighed and rolled it up.

No luck here, it all looks like someone went crazy with an ancient pen.

He thought for a moment, wondering what to do.

I guess I'll hold onto it, might be a good idea to try and look up information on this language later and try again.... oooor, He looked around, maybe someone could help him with this. maybe... no, I'll do this myself later. Besides, looks like I'm not the only one struggling.

He looked at the man who just broke a piece of the platform with his fist, and stared nervously at him. He made a mental note to never get that guy angry, even though all he did was break glass.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
Aiden, Kayla, and Zoe

Aiden ignored everything that was going on around him as he read the contents of the scroll. The shapes didn't make much sense to him, but he looked over them anyway. They suddenly seemed to leap off of the paper and float into the air. He watched the symbols, struck with curiosity as they began to spin around him, soon turning red and emitting heat. The symbols closed in as they spun, soon slamming into his skin and turning it a faint red color. Aiden's entire body instantly felt hot, and the wound on his arm felt as if it were literally on fire. It burned like crazy, and he wanted nothing more than to scream out in pain, but right before he did, his skin returned to normal and the heat was instantly gone. Unsure of what had just happened, he looked over to Kayla.

"Go," he said simply, while attempting to make sense of whatever had just happened to him. Judging by the sensation he had just felt, he assumed that he had learned some sort of fire spell.

"But..." Kayla began.

"Please."

"Alright, alright." Kayla pulled her scroll out of the air with shaking hands. She was still afraid, even after seeing that it was indeed legitimate, thanks to the bull-headed guy's smashing of the glass. She took a deep, hesitant breath, and unrolled the scroll, her eyes carefully tracing over each and every symbol. This didn't make any sense to her, and just as she was about to complain, the words started to glow a bright yellow. A trail of electricity, beginning from the scroll, shot up each of her arms, and then fizzled away around her heart. She felt a quick jolt of excitement, and then it was all gone, with only some sort of knowledge that she had just learned thunder magic remaining.


GM POST
Once everyone had learned their spells, the disembodied voice returned.

Now, with your new tools, are you prepared to fight the darkness?
As if on cue, the same heartless from before, the Shadows, crept out from underneath the ground, while new ones, Virgos, materialized out of thin air.

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