04/24/2014, 06:46 AM #1034 You guys are are thinking a bit too hard. Remember in my example how INSIDE a house it was like a really low number of amibient tech, while the magic was a really high number? Your magicallists have been going about their lives just fine before and not noticing. This isn't something that appeared out of nowhere, rather, something that one guy noticed was there all along.
As far as the bus-ride goes, unless they're using magic and such to power the bus (And no gasoline/Electricity from the Engine, ect.) Then nothing should have gone wrong. Like I had said before, Aracanum goes into high end extreams because its in a steampunk setting, where the two forces can very easily be divided up.
As far as "Anything worked(Manufactured)" goes, I remember things like swords, random items, and other doodads didn't have a value for or toward Technology. A Passport, for example, didn't have a tech or magic value.
I only have the basic idea of what Andy does. He observes the Metaformation and is trying to make something of it. As for WHAT/HOW It does, I haven't even put that much thought into it. That's an avenune that the mods can play around with. All Andy wants do to is get quantitative data so he can get an idea of what to do with this "Stuff".
DON'T overthink it. Its a Forum RP, not a line of code in a game. Have it be what you feel it is. If you all think it shouldn't even be a reaction between Magic/Tech, then let me know, and I can adapt ;). The Important part is for us to have fun RPing with each other, not hashing out the miniature details of each character. Thats the line between "work" and "having fun". That pocket watch? No big deal at all, have it be a plot point. Lets throw andy for a loop while he's all like "Zomg look how this will react!..........huh....dat cant be right! *Headache for daaaaays*". In the future, it turns out that the watch is actually special for Reason "X" in how it was made/what it did/who it did it for and its amazing to both Andy and Girl-with-Watch-I-forgot-the-name-of-while-typing-this-example-and-couldn't-scroll-up-anymore-to-see-her-name-in-the-previous-posts.
I gazed up at the sable-haired maiden with eyes so full of warmth it appeared she was crying silently. My trecherous mouth opened, "Why do you look so troubled, Princess?"
Slowly, she moved her eyes from the moon to me. She studied my imperfections before her for what seemed to be a blissful eternity before gracing me with her voice, "I've slain this land's only prince. What use, now, is a princess?"
As the maiden left my presence, so too did my heart.