[OPEN/CLOSED] seize your capability

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Who: Add & OPEN
When: All through June
What: Catch-all log with various prompts in the comments☆
Warnings: Add Some imp-induced murder in the first prompt. Will update as needed!

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((Open/closed prompts will be marked appropriately in the comments, and format (prose/brackets) doesn't matter to me so I'll match with w/e. If you'd like to thread something out that isn't covered here, feel free to hit me up on plurk at BlueFlewFedUQueen, ping me through the game discord, or send me a PM!))

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[If only Noah knew that Add had an entire review system for this shadow cat. All he knows is that Add is currently hugging said cat with his face comically inserted partway into it. Maybe one day he'll figure out how to make the shadows more solid, and then he can put a saddle on the giant cat, and Add can live his best life.

Good things to learn to do, he supposes. Anyway, he's been asked a question. Why is Add looking at him with such a serious expression after he literally just buried himself in a giant cat, hello—]

Well... I think I'd have less fine control over many of them, to be honest. Like I said, it's only within ten feet of me here, so I'm limited in that. Back home, I could control the shadows much further away from me, mostly.

[Kiss the giant shadow kitty goodbye, Add, it's going away in a puff to be replaced by as many tiny cats as Noah can make. Which is, frankly, a lot. He manages to make roughly one hundred of them — with a pretty great deal of strain on his magic — all clustered around the tables and chairs and the floor, each about two inches tall. He's tired already. Just maintaining the shapes of this many objects is a lot, not to mention the obvious handicap put on him by this school.

It's fine, it's for science. And for cats. If anyone walks in, it's really going to look like they're just surrounded by shadowy little blobs.]

Yeah, I can't... I have no fine control over these, so they're just going to have to sit as-is.

[Like he's made like, three or four kitten sized cats before, just to play with ("play with") but this is too many bug-sized kittens for one man to handle.]

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[So many tiny cats............. but Noah's personal assessment isn't incorrect. These cats lack definition, can't really do anything, and are too small to pet effectively. He's tempted to lay down on the floor and let himself be buried under them, but for now he'll just crouch down to try and pick one up, maybe. Hmmm.

He looks over to Noah again, considering the boy himself for a moment. The strain of using this much magic is starting to show... so these are the limits of his abilities.

Add cracks a grin, rubbing the tiny cat against his cheek.]

Kukuku... well, I suppose that's enough data for now. How gracious of you to share so many of your weaknesses with me. A ten foot range of attack, was it...?

[he'd be lying if he said this was all a trick to get Noah to show him his limitations, but hey, he's still tucking that bit of info away in case they get in a fight again]