> Carroll: What happens when you make a magical polygon which isn't regular?
Broadly speaking, irregularity results in a
loss of efficiency. The more regular the shape is, the better the
spell will work.
If it's not regular enough, the
worst case scenario is that something explodes when it isn't supposed to, or vice versa. Your first attempt at a
pentagram, which was before you'd even gotten
triangles down, did
not end well.
> Carroll: Open drawer.
Your
father works at
KappaTech, and you often get a first look at the
weird inventions they make there. Sometimes, they're even at the point of being
useful and
stable.
Fortunately, your
Laptop Magicomputer is a solved problem, as it were. The only
new thing is the
parental controls, which allow your
parents to monitor where you go on the
internet, and automatically prevent you from visiting certain
websites. The software's primary component is based on
magic, which uses
common sense rather than
rules, and therefore
KappaTech's advertisements boast a 99% success rate, rather than the approximate 1% success rate of
nonmagical software.
You are completely mystified as to why you'd need such a thing. Are there websites with lots of
swearing or something? No solid explanation has ever occurred to you, which your
parents apparently think is a good thing.
> -=->
You
captchalogue it in your
sylladex, which is another of your
father's weird inventions. It is somewhat needlessly complicated compared to your
inventory, but the novelty has three whole days before it will wear off.
You use the
Anytime Anywhere fetch modus, which allows you to scroll through the
captchalogue deck at will. However, it always seems to sort them so that the specific item you want is at the bottom, forcing you to scroll through the entire deck. A while ago, your
big sister stole your
Inventory modus, which enables you to access any item at any time no matter where it is in the deck, but you don't mind because it made a complete farce of the whole idea.
> Carroll: Seek down parent, request use of Grimoire required to correct room coloration.
You find your
mother with your
big sister. (Calling her your "
big sister" in
English never gets old.)
They are working on some sort of
swirly energy thingy. You don't even consider the possibility that they might be doing something
dangerous, because your
father isn't involved, and this is the middle of your
living room with no sign of any kind of protection.
> Carroll: Pester mom.
