Psychic Summer Activities Calendar
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Rosy Predictions 6/14/2020 8:58pm
Now that the sun is coming out it's got me thinking about the flowers. Psychic gardens traditionally have gem-related beds, and I was thinking how nice it would be to prepare a chorus of chrysanthemum (topaz) or assembly of asters (sapphire) or gaggle of gladiolas (periodot), or such so on or some forth.
, would the Gems club be interested in joining forces with the Fielding Club to do a little gardening on lower campus this month? Any and all gem aficionados or witchx welcome!
Regina Templeton 6/17/2020 7:43pm
I went down to the river today to watch the giant bubblemen make giant bubbles on the shady shore.
If @Ms. Hazeltine
will not arrange a Giant Bubble Activity then we must ask the giant bubblemen to teach us to make the bubbles ourselves.
I am already learning a lot. Like why their fires are not hot, and that they like to drink all day.
Rosy Predictions 6/21/2020 9:47pm
Working with @Alea Downton
's gem club, we've decided Hollyhock is the best way to go, given that they are preferential to the "burning down" of their immediate ecosphere. That is, they tend to survive the best as the old growth burns down around them, charring the land and creating the most optimal environment for them to feed on the surface.
As Psyhigh tears down the statues of the various slave-owning founders of Psyhigh, the charred ground will provide the perfect environment for the Hollyhocks to proliferate.
Not only are they one of my personal favorite flowers, but it's important to remember that tending our biosphere is a long term obligation--not just the flowers we can grow in the sort term, but in the ongoing life of the garden for years to come.
Already I've been spending time with the Dancers of this year's hollyhocks. I've promised to remain by my side as we explore the rest of the psychic flora and fauna of the garden and environs. That I've committed to their long-term sustainability has made them even more enthusiastic as to our goals.
Pierce Arrow 6/22/2020 8:24pm
I know I often tease @Ms. Hazeltine
about her shooting technique, but she certainly shot me straight and true when she let me fly.
45 days ago now and still flying! Ripped right through the pointless forest almost immediately, and tore a ding dang hole through the fabric of reality. Which, let’s face it, is pretty thin around here, but it takes a careful aim to properly pull that off.
I will need to compliment her.
If I ever make it back.
Regina Templeton 6/26/2020 10:21pm
The bubblemen get rowdy late at night. You might think that they are fighting if you do not know the bubblemen well like I do. But they are not.
When there is just a sliver of moon it bounces off the bubblemen like @Alton Cannon
's fingernail clippings. The bubblemen bump into each other and sometimes push and shove, trying to catch his fingernail clippings in their bubbles. Sometimes they knock over their stony fire pits and stumble in the embers but it does not burn them because that fire is not hot.
Maybe it is on account of all their drinking.
Ms. Hazeltine 6/27/2020 4:37pm
What a wonderful day on the Extrasensory Archery course! So nice to see so many lovely summer students taking up this ancient discipline, and to be there on the day that we found our first signs of my beloved @Pierce Arrow
! It made it doubly nice.
The singing arrows I let off last week returned with a new song, which went something like this:
Where do you run to?
Little arrow of mine?
Through a hole! Through a hole!
Ripped through space and time!
My traction suit wouldn’t allow me to traipse our into the wood (some kind of safety setting I’ll need to look into fixing) but @Marian Day
and her troop of Junior Psychic Rangers followed Lou, the lead singing arrow, back to the event horizon of the puncture Pierce made in the fabric of reality. Big enough to drive a tractor through, Marian says.
They’ve marked off the area with psy-tape and alerted @Janitor Pete
and the groundskeeping staff. Of course school rules don’t allow me to send anyone through to look for Pierce, but we can at least keep watch for his return.
And while yes, I am an experienced extrasensory archer, I don’t believe I’ve ever shot an arrow quite that far before. Undoubtedly my power must have been more amplified by my traction suit than I knew! I must dig up those instructions that came with the suit and look into it.
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Pierce Arrow 7/3/2020 11:44pm
When you puncture a hole in reality, a lot of people picture a doorway, a portal, a window to another world. That's what I pictured anyway, back in arrow school.
But when they're tipping you eldritch lonsdaleite, prayed over for nine months by a team of chemists from the witches union, they teach you about that stuff for real.
What really happens is a great, screeching nothingness. You've ripped a hole that, by all the rules of physics, is not supposed to be there. By definition, nature doesn't have a fallback plan. You just tore a hole in its dress, pricked a puncture in the picture. Cracked the aquarium. And went through.
The thing about arcanely charged lonsdaleite arrowheads is they leave a very clean hole. No ragged edge to start tearing reality a new one, if you know what I mean. It's a small hole and it stays small. You might not even notice it except for the whooshing sound as it starts sucking your world into it. On account of the reality differential. But that only lasts till the hole plugs itself by trying inhale something bigger than itself. Like a book, or a log, or a small dog, or whatever happens to be laying around when the hole gets punched.
So, back where I came through, they should be looking for some leaves or moss or a clump of bark that's just hanging about six feet in the air, I think. And they better not unplug it till they get some psy-stitchers out there to patch it up.
Meanwhile, me... just zooming through the great screeching nothingness that lies beyond.
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