[Open] The Mark of the Herald

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Mark of the Herald Part I
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Despite certain disruptive events and ominous visions in the preceding month, August is seemingly still free of any problems.

That’s quick to change, however. Starting from the third of the month, strange, circular marks begin to appear on human students around the school - and, indeed, humans around the world. Those affected begin to feel incurably drowsy, something that no magical or mundane solution can seem to cure or relieve; eventually, they’ll fall asleep entirely, whether they want to or not, and enter a state of magical stasis. Not even nonhumans are immune, though whether they’re marked seems to be much more erratic.

Those who remain awake or are otherwise spared by the mark are free to do as they wish - the Academy won’t ask them to do more than keep themselves safe. But where each marked person falls in slumber, a portal will form; a strange tear in reality, offering glimpses of a surreal, nightmarish plane that differs vastly from individual to individual. One thing is certain; the cause of a victim’s seemingly endless sleep and these portals are linked somehow, and the only way to find out exactly how is to go through...and the only ones capable of doing so are those who are still awake.

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[hawkwardness]

[It doesn't take a genius to figure out being dragged into a sea of tar (?) by gloopy tentacles would be a very bad time. He beats his wings, frantically trying to rise above the tendrils, dodging the creepy black ghosts as if he's zooming around trees. It's insane, and he can't keep it up for long. One mistake and he's dead! Morphing won't save him from a suffocating tar pit!]

< What the hell is this? Where am I?! >

[There's one secret weapon he hasn't tried yet, though. He uses it so rarely, knowing it would fry a good few of the teachers around here if he isn't careful. Radiance. The entire reason they need him, as a Candle.

Time to do what candles do best and light up the darkness.]

[voidbug]

[Everything flinches away from the light. It bright.]

[Fortunately it had the exact opposite effect too. Now Tobias was even easier to notice due to being a blinding light. The tentacles aren't going to miss again.]

[Or, on second thought, maybe they would.]

[Something came zooming across the ground and slashed through one of them. It falls limp and was reasorbed by all the bones underneath. They went to work attacking the others, but eventually they were drawing attention to themselves too.]

[But hey, Tobias has an opportunity to run away now.]

[hawkwardness]

[Like hell. Why would he abandon a little dude who seems to be on his side? He continues to glow, giving himself enough light to see what's going on below him... he folds his wings back and begins to dive, bringing light down to the shades who very much seem to dislike it. Maybe it'll be enough to blind them and give the bug more of a fighting chance--]