A Jamjar Game [Event!]

[wrnpcs]

[Time Compression.]

[Everyone knows about it. Many people in this very building arrived here because of it. Yet how often does anyone see it in action? Usually just a ripple, here and then gone, too quick to study or even appreciate.]

[Today is different. For a nexus of compressed time has apparently set up shop in the PMGF classroom. Just above the teacher's desk, time and space seem to squash together, like one would envision a portal or singularity in a science fiction show. Afterimages and secondary images of the room at different points in time dance around like drunken holographics. Perhaps most oddly, most ominously, is the fact that this compression makes not a single unusual sound of its own.]

[Now, you might ask how you would happen to discover this odd nexus? Well, you might look to the three familiar girls that are running away from the classroom at top speed, screaming.]

HELP!

Run for the hills!

JAM FLOOOOOOOOOOOD!

[...oh yes, the time compression nexus is spewing out a few gallons of jam per second like some horrible horizontal preserves geyser. In the classroom it's about four feet deep and the flood is rapidly oozing its way down the halls in both directions. Within moments it will reach the walkway over the lobby and begin spilling over the first floor into the first floor of Garden.]

[Unless your plan is to stick around and wait for Time Compression to also fire off a peanut butter fountain and a bread cannon, better do something quick!]

Comments

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie is running about with a piece of bread covered in peanut butter in her mouth and the other hand holding a butter knife, trying to scoop up some of the surprise jam. She's covered in jam, but that doesn't slow her down one bit!

The peanut butter fountain can wait. The bread canon...well, that's in the works.]

[earthlychild]

[Aerith tosses her an empty jar. She's trying to cast spells to slow it down, but it doesn't seem to be helping. She's quickly getting frustrated, but at least she still knows what to do when people want a sandwich.]

Why don't you try this?

[laughafterme]

[The jar in caught, but only after Pinkie fumbles around with trying to get a good grip on it, despite having sticky fingers.]

GREAT IDEA! Then I can make some sandwiches back in my room! [Pinkie scoops up some jam into the jar.] Got anymore?!

[earthlychild]

[Aerith shakes her head, her braid sticking to her dress with all that jam. Yuck.]

They're back in my room. But shouldn't we slow this down first? There has to be a way!

[laughafterme]

Well, DUH! There is a way!

[earthlychild]

My magic isn't working.

[Aerith mumbles something that might be a curse and continues casting, rewarded with a jelly-slap to the face.]

Do you have an idea?

[laughafterme]

Yeah! KEEP EATING!

[Ans she returns to gathering up the jam in a jar. Get it? Jam jar?]

[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn is trying to use magic to contain the jam, as well as magicking up some large jars (taking a que from a couple resident cadets) and filling them jar by jar with jam before setting them aside for the next jar. She catches a glimpse of Pinkie Pie and is almost drowned in jam when she temporarily loses focus in a moment of confusion at the sight of the pink-haired girl trying to combat the flood with bread and knife. ]

Is that method truly appropriate?

[ Jam starts to go over her charm shield and slops onto her dress, she frowns. Not a good mood. ]

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie pauses in her collection and looks to the grumpy girl, wondering why she was grumpy.]

Sure as chocolate rain! Why?!

[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn makes all her dresses at Garden. Since the local style clothing doesn't befit her preferred wear, she has to make her dresses herself. And jam is not easy to get out of fabric. ]

Would not a container be better?

[laughafterme]

I'm a banana! I don't have a container!

[Excluding the outside of the banana, but ssshhhh.]

[fotlenke]

....

[ She's just going to throw more energy into the shield, whilst staring in disbelief at Pinkie. ]

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie stares back.]

Whacha doin'?

[fotlenke]

Shielding myself from the sticky, fruity goo.

[laughafterme]

Wouldn't it be better to just wrap yourself up in plastic?

[fotlenke]

Do not be silly. My shield works better than flimsy plastic.

[laughafterme]

Then why do you have jelly on yourself?

[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn doesn't respond to that question, more than a little annoyed by now. The jam flood is quite obvious, isn't it? It's still pushing against Sigyn's shield and soaking the bottoms of her boots and the hemline of her dress.

But she doesn't think on whether or not Pinky is aware. She simply reaches a hand out of her sheild, takes a handful of jam (her dress's sleeve stained now) and flings it at Pinky Pie. ]

Oh dear. There appears to be too much jam.

[laughafterme]

[The annoyance Sigyn feels is overlooked by Pinkie. But the jam flung at her is not, but she catches it onto a piece of bread easily.]

THAT'S an understatement! [She laughs and munches on her new jellied bread. YUM!]

[marearcana]

[For Twilight, this is a valuable opportunity, because it isn't just every day a sustained space-time anomaly pops up.

But out of the desire to not be covered in sticky, mostly-opaque substance, she has antigravity'd herself to the ceiling again.

A bit later, in a moment of what would probably be a moment of spite if were sentient, the portal to the jam dimension flings a blob of jelly straight at her. Impact is unavoidable, but a substantial amount of it ends up in her mouth.]

...Raspberry.

[laughafterme]

That goes GREAT on toast! [Pinkie looks up at Twilight, munching on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich while covered in jelly.] Whacha doin' up there?

[marearcana]

Studying this spatial anomaly. This could lead to a valuable insight in getting anyone that wants to back to the worlds they came from.

[Also, it's a spatial anomaly, which is automatically worth studying, stuck who-knows-how-far-away-from-home or not.]

[laughafterme]

So does it come with cheese? [Spatial anomaly. Spaghetti...same thing right?!

But some cream cheese wouldn't hurt, too.]

[marearcana]

I guess if there was one that connected to some sort of cheese dimension it would, but so far this one can only spew jam.

[Maybe even only raspberry jam.]

[laughafterme]

Well, keep working on that! [Because she won't let her forget about that cheese!] I believe in you, Twilight! [THUMBS UP!!]

[earthlychild]

[Aerith is braving the flood of jam with her staff poised in front of her, trying her best to slow it down with magic. Slow? Stop? Will anything work?

The answer is...no. She's still getting pushed back, falling right into the mess. If it doesn't stop soon their flowers will be crushed.]

Maybe we need more spellcasters? Hello? Anyone?

[curiouseyes]

[Not a spellcaster, but she might be able to help? As soon as it started, Koriand'r had taken to the air and was trying to figure out if she'd be able to help even though she wasn't sure about that. But she spotted Aerith stuck in jam]

Need a hand? [She holds her hand out to Aerith]

[earthlychild]

[Ah, Koriand'r! Aerith reached for her gratefully, pulling herself up.]

We could use several to hold back all this jam! I'm trying to slow it with magic.

[curiouseyes]

[Koriand'r helps her up out the jam so she can get to her feet, but she doesn't let go so she doesn't fall over again]

I don't know if my abilities would be of any help though it might slow it down.

[earthlychild]

Please try!

Aerith throws out one hand to cast a float spell on them (though Koriand'r doesn't need it). That will help temporarily, at least until the jam catches Aerith's ankles again.]

I don't want to see Garden defeated with a pile of goop. After we survived the last attack, wouldn't that be foolish?

[curiouseyes]

[She nods and with her free hand, creates a starbolt in her hand. Firing a weakened form at the jam, it does at least temporarily stop it, more by drying it out than anything else]

[earthlychild]

[Aerith notices this and smiles. That's right---it could be zapped with heat, couldn't it?]

Fire might clean up the worst of it, but we don't need to burn Garden down. If we could just concentrate heat until the rift is sealed...as if we need the sun.

[curiouseyes]

I can try. I don't know if firing at the Rift will help seal it up, but I can at least slow it down.

[She does it again to stop a stray flow to keep it from going into another room]

[earthlychild]

Perfect. It's slowing.

[Aerith shouts the new information down the hallway, hoping someone will have time to put it up on the BBS.]

Think we could throw concrete? If it's expelling things, not sucking them up, maybe...

[curiouseyes]

If we know where some is, I can lift it.

[She could practically lift half a building if she really needed to so that wouldn't be a problem]

[earthlychild]

You're that strong? Well...there are places outside Garden, right? Just outside the landing pad.

[curiouseyes]

I am. I should go see if I can get some? See if it will work?

[earthlychild]

I'll wait here for you!

[Aerith casts her barrier spells as she waits, hoping that something will slow it down in the meantime. She really doesn't want to be flooded out---but a few minutes later, when the concrete arrives the float magic has worn off. Aerith's standing on a slippery desk.]

Big enough?

[curiouseyes]

[Koriand'r leaves and returns with the concrete. It was much easier being able to fly. She is a bit surprised to see Aerith on the desk when she returns]

I hope so. So just throw it in?

[earthlychild]

[Aerith nods, bracing herself with her staff in front. Her head drops behind her arms.]

Go!

[curiouseyes]

[As Aerith tells her, Koriand'r throws the concrete she's been carrying towards the rift to see if it will work]

[earthlychild]

[It's not a perfect fix but the flow slows to a trickle. Aerith cheers and jumps down, making a squelching sound as she does so. It's tricky to avoid slipping.]

Great! But it'll have to be closed permanently later.

[curiouseyes]

[Koriand'r continues to hover for the moment as she makes sure it stays then lowers down so she's standing, nearly slipping herself]

But at least it isn't so much of a problem at the moment. Give everyone time to work on it.

[earthlychild]

[Aerith nods and begins their retreat from the room.]

I'll send a report about our progress. And then see if I can salvage my hair from this sticky mess.

[curiouseyes]

Do you need anymore help?

[earthlychild]

No, I think we'll be all right. Thank you, Koriand'r.

[Aerith nods and waves, scurrying off to file a report]