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sweetpinkpixie · 10-06-2014, 04:27 PM

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Originally Posted by Hera

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"Could I be New Smee's assistant? Like a... mini Smee?" Cause, that'd be all sorts of cool. He'd be IN with the pirates, but then he wouldn't have to replace Lex. It'd be all sorts of fun!

He furrowed his brow and wiggled his mustache with his fingers. "I suppose if that is what you want. You'll need to ask New Smee's permission. All in good form you see."

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Originally Posted by Sararara

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"Um, Profes-I mean Captain, I think you hurt Tinkerbell" Snoooort.
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"Nonsense. Fairies do not get hurt," he scoffed while giving her a dismissive wave with his hook.

SPOILER!!: Toby & Sophie!

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Originally Posted by Felixir

In an uncharacteristic gesture of defiance, Toby sat there and crossed his arms and set his jaw. This wasn't just Flamsteed dressing up. He wouldn't LOCK STUDENTS in a CUPBOARD. Or dribble space food unattractively into his beard. No way, this was whatever bizarre magic had happened to make Lex go all weird recently, and apparently other kids too.

As for TRUSTING him... that... was difficult to answer. Toby trusted everyone until he was proved that he couldn't, and maybe it was just because he was kind of irritable on an empty stomach, but he REALLY didn't trust this guy. He was acting kind of... frightening. BUT he'd SAID to tell the truth...

"I don't think I do," the Hufflepuff replied matter-of-factly, though he eyed that hook with something a little closer to unease. But it was fine. He'd be fine. "I trust Professor Flamsteed, but I'm not sure I trust............ you." ... HE'D not said anything about POISON either. Had just figured the food was enchanted, or maybe spiked with a potion. Other kids all around him had eaten the ice cream, and nothing had happened to them yet. But in his first year the effects of the ice cream hadn't been immediate, SO that totally wasn't proof that he was okay. "And I definitely don't trust the ice cream"

No. The only way Toby was going to go prancing around the school as Prince Charming in a frilly shirt and tights would be on HIS say so.

"Aren't you sentencing those you were told to educate... to walk the plank?" ... "Bad form, sir!" Would... would playing along help?

This was completely mental. All the information of the class was simply not going into Toby's head, because of the incredibly HUGE distraction in the form of THE ENTIRE LESSON. He had no chance here, and figured... maybe he'd have to consult the textbook for the rest of the lesson. And... poor PEBBLES. WHAT.

Toby waited until he was PRETTY SURE Hooksteed was distracted by some other crazy part of the classroom, and discreetly retrieved his wand from his bag under the pretense of retrieving a quill he'd 'knocked off' the table.

"Accio Pebbles," Toby cast, still ducked down and HIDDEN, and waited for the pet rock to to zoom into his hand. Once he caught the poor rock, who'd hopefully not drawn any attention (they were supposedly in 'zero gravity' after all), he pushed her into his schoolbag, wound the strap around his leg for safekeeping, and straightened in his seat again.

Then he looked at Soph, wondering what they should do now. Play along and 'float' to the food and see how the lesson would play out? Get Pebbles to safety? Walk the plank? Start a mutiny?

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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny

Text Cut: Hook & Tobes

...Captain Hook was APOLOGIZING to her? And REVOKING her failing grade? Soph did her best to prevent the laughter from bubbling out and kept a straight face - had she really just smooth-talked the villain of one of her favorite stories? THAT felt like the highest of honors. But then he was being not-so-pleasant with Tobes, and even though she wanted to be amused that SHE had gotten off the hook (har, har) and he was still sentenced to walk the plank... well, that just wouldn't do, would it?

Tobes was handling himself very well - well, up until he threw the whole "Bad form!" thing back at Hook!Flamsteed, which made her nervous that it would set the man off, and since he was surveying his hook so menacingly, she HAD to interject there. "Also, Captain, this is actually my first mate, much like your Smee, see? He's a thumpin' good one, at that. Just as you'd never dream of being without your Smee - he's rather irreplaceable, isn't he? - I'd like to keep mine, Captain, and I think it would be in good form to revoke his grade and not make him walk the plank. What would you say to another Captain trying to make YOUR Smee walk the plank? You'd make HIM walk the plank! So instead of making a mess of things here, why don't we..." she leaned forward slightly on the table, a mastered angelic-yet-threatening smile formed across her lips, "just forget all about this? In good form?"

Well? Seemed like it was worth a shot. Aside from her lack of captainy clothing, she thought she COULD be a convincing captain with the way she carried herself and spoke. Hehe.

Soph kept a keen eye on Tobes, though, making sure he was okay and no harm was going to come to him, and tore her gaze away when she saw what he was doing so she wouldn't draw attention to it. Saving Pebbles. Of course he was. She remained that way, trying to seem interested in the other goings-on of the class - she still wasn't processing a single bit of information Hook!Flamsteed was reading to them - and finally met Toby's gaze when he was finished. She gave him the smallest of shrugs - she didn't really want to go get the food. But... she also didn't want to LEAVE either. It was a good show so far, really. Frankly, she was content to stay where she was, but... she figured the Captain would take that as disobeying his orders.

Hm. Calculating... "I'm gonna go at least grab something to blend in," she breathed, her words hardly loud enough for Tobes to hear. They didn't have to eat anything, right? So, in good form, Soph crossed the room to pick up a single carrot, pretended to take a bite of it - chewing the non-existent food in her mouth and breaking off the end of the carrot when Hook wasn't looking, just to be safe and all - and wiggled her body as she went back to her seat, arms aloof and imagining she was floating.

See? She could play his games. Even though the man was a nutter right now.

He sneered some more at the boy as he spoke, and while his words were admirable...the Captain couldn't help but feel that unpleasant tinge of sadness that he tried his best to ignore. "Your honestly, while unpleasant, is appreciated," he nodded towards the young man. "But who is this Flame Stead I keep hearing about? Are you too a member of the Piccaninny Tribe? Same as that woman with the strange accent who acted far too friendly with me?" She had TOUCHED Captain JAS Hook without permission!

Bad form punishing those who were not showing the proper respect and moral behavior in the learning environment he had established? What a silly notion.

"And it is not also poor form to not trust your captain and to instead put your trust in some savage?" he tsked the boy before his eyes pierced the presence of the young lady.

SHE WAS WHAT?!

"You are the captain of another pirate vessel?!" he shrieked as he thrust his hook in her direction. Since when had Lost Boys and Lost Girls had the ability to have their own vessel?! WHAT WAS THIS MADNESS!? "My Smee, as you call him, is gone and replaced. Everyone is replaceable and to think otherwise is unwise."

Yes, even her "precious" first mate was replaceable. Was this one deaf as well? Had she not heard NEW Smee and AND ENTIRE NEW CREW?! Everyone was replaceable.

"You know what is not replaceable, hmmm? MY HAND! THIS HAND THAT WAS CUT OFF AND FED TO A CROCODILE BY THAT COCKY PIXIE DUST COVERED BRAT!"

And then he pointed to HIM. To Peter Pan.

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

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"OI CAP' LIAR, YOU SAID WE COULD FLY!"

BAD FORM! BAD FORM INDEED!

"Captain JAS Hook is many things, but a liar is not one of them," he barked at the boy. "And YOU are mistaken, child. You ARE flying!"

Blind and deaf. These Lost Children were HOPELESS.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

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"Excuse me, your captainness, but where's my axe?" she tried to get the question out around his spitting and yelling, but it wasn't quite clear if she'd been heard while the man was busy throwing rocks at people. ROCKS WITH WINGS. He was definitely at least 75% wolf, and that was without a doubt. Good thing she'd have an axe coming soon.

"That's not a fairy, sir. That's breakfast." Red slipped out of her seat and made her way up to eye the food they were allowed to share. One food item. Got it. She was hoping to trick the wolf into eating rocks, since she was pretty sure that was the way it was supposed to go, although the how and why of it was a bit fuzzy. In the meantime... oh, MY MY MY. "What very big apples you've got," the girl muttered, and she casually dumped the entire fruit bowl into her basket.

AND A COOKIE. Just what the grandma ordered.

He quite liked the look of this one, and she was polite while also persistent. She would make a FINE pirate.

"I do not have one here, but had I known I would be needing one I surely would have brought it with me," he apologized with a small bow. "I am a man of my word and you shall receive what you ask."

He then STARED at the girl.

SHE ATE FAIRIES?!

THAT WAS...WOW. That was something. He did not know a pirate alive that was capable of such a thing. Yes, she truly was an outstanding addition to his crew.

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

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She wasn’t going to play along with these ‘pixie dust rock tinkerbell’ either or whatever he had called it. “I think its cute that you’re gettin’ enthusiastic over this fairytale idea Sir but we ain’t five.”
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Cute? CUTE? Captain JAS Hook was NOT cute.

Although he had to admit that he was briefly flattered to be considered as such and may have bat his eyelashes at the Lost Girl.

"Of course you are not. I can see right now that you are capable of growing up. There is only one among us that does not. THAT PETER PAN!"

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Originally Posted by Harry174

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"Professor, if I wanted to make a fool of myself I would go on total wipe-out because that is what would happen if I attempt to fly." Angel just looked at her boyfriend... was he sure about this mutiny thing because she really wanted to give it a try because this was not Professor Flamsteed.
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He sneered at this one and decided once and for all he did not wish to recruit her to his crew. Too much of a soft heart.

"If you wish to make a fool of yourself...then by all means do so," he said as he stepped to the side.

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Originally Posted by Meizzner

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"SO YOU HAD TINK AND NOT WENDY"

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He just cackled at the boy's expense. The boy who had BLINDLY walked by his caged fairy and made no attempt to save her until now. Hardly a TRUE companion, eh ... Peter Pan?

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

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"PROFESSOR YOU LET HER OUT RIGHT NOW!" She stomped her foot and glared in his direction. "She could DIE in there--" she said. WHY WASN'T EVERYONE PANICKING? Like--what was going through all of their HEADS? And then--THE ROCK WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TINKERBELL?! Eden was done. "I am SO going to the headmistress after this--if this is how Hogwarts conducts itself--THAT ISN'T EVEN A REAL FAIRY!" she yelled at him...very angry.

But her friend...was locked in a closet. And there might be icky spiders in there, okay?

Well SOMEONE was being dramatic.

"She will not DIE from the boo box. There have not even been any scorpions released in it yet," he scoffed, doing another dismissive wave with his hook. Children. He HATED children.

He smirked at what she said next. About fairies. Surely that had just killed another one of them. MWAHAHA!

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

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"Professor, if we really wanted to fly couldn't we just use broomsticks?" Except Zander wasn't any good at those. So nevermind. We'll pass on that, Professor or Captain or whatever the heck you are.

Broomsticks? BROOMSTICKS?

"Are you daft, boy? That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard!"

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Originally Posted by Awarlesta Black

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This was a bad day to come to class, running on two hours of sleep. The boy pounded on the door along Puck, "LISTEN HERE, AIREY!!! YOUR TEETH MARKS ARE ON MY FINGERS, YOU LOON!!" Bang! Bang! Bang! "THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMO-OHHHHH!!" The door clicked and swung open and fell into what looked like a food warzone. The waste!

Y'know, the storage closet isn't all that bad anymore. He reached up to catch a couple of food items flying by and retreated into the storage closet for safety. He'll deal with Captain Loonballs later.

"No, MY teeth marks are on your fingers," he sneered. Daft child, could not even get his name right after it had been said enough times that even Garrick the Malformed would have learned the distinction by now.

STUPID CHILDREN EVERYWHERE!

But then the boy must have realized his stupidity and shut himself back in the boo box. Good. Maybe he did have some smarts about him.

SPOILER!!: Ian & Zeke! :|

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin

Ian watched with shocked confusion as the professor physically handled a student and threw them in a closet and then directed that the head girl guard her. This was unacceptable and NO ONE was doing anything. Was everyone in this school daft? Why was everyone calmly accepting that the professor was off his bloody rocker? Ian was about to say something when the professor tossed a rock in a cage over their heads. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! he cried out as it flew over his head and crashed against the blackboard. Ian stood and cried out WHAT ARE YOU DOING PROFESSOR? IS NO ONE GOING TO STOP HIM? HE'S GOING TO HURT ONE OF US AND I'LL NOT BE THE ONE HURT! Ian was shocked that no one with a badge was standing up for them. He certainly wasn't going to try and fly or whatever this crazy teacher wanted. He sat there, his satchel in front of him like a shield.

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Originally Posted by Hera

This lesson was SUPER entertaining, and there was food. So there were NO complaints from this little Gryffindor. No. He just sat, floating on his stool, casually munching his floating apple until he reached the core. Eeewww... core.

Of course, it was clear that some others weren't enjoying the lesson as much, but instead of hearing words all he heard was MOAN MOAN MOAN MOAN SISSY. Yep. And that's when he got an idea.

"I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS ONE, CAPTAIN!" He called over, standing on the rungs of his stool so that he was TALLER.

HAHAHA!!!!

"DON'T LIKE IT? THEN GET OUT..." or like, hide under a desk or something. "This is the Captain's quarters! Not yours!"

And with that, he fired a warning shot at the boy, ditching his apple core at the boys make-shift shield, aka satchel bag.

Ahem.

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin

Ian was busy peeking here and there, making sure no other projectiles were on the way when that Zeke kid said something about taking care of this one. And then the boy was loudly telling him that if he didn't like it he could get out. That was rather rude and sort of crazy. Ian looked at the boy and then called out. HE'S NOT A CAPTAIN! HE'S THE SAME PROFESSOR THAT'S BEEN TEACHING US ASTRONOMY ALL TERM. Today, maybe not so much teaching. It appears he's had a mental break and he thinks he's a fictional pirate captain and you're just following.....................GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHH Ian finished the last part as an apple core made it's way to his head....bouncing off the satchel and landing at his feet. Ian's face screwed up and he picked up his strawberry ice cream pouch and tossed it at Zeke. I don't think I've done anything to cause you to toss partially eaten fruit bits! I think you need to cool off some. Ian reached down and picked up another ice cream pouch, opened the tube top and squeezed it in the general direction of the boy.

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Originally Posted by Hera

Was this dude serious? NOT A CAPTAIN? ... sure looked like a Captain to him, sounded like one too. And so what if Airey was a little off his rocker? It was all FUN.. which was more than what could be said for some of the other lessons he'd sat through. "If you don't like it... then why are you still HERE?" Go run along and hide under your bed Pufferrr.

But oohhh....

What was this?!

Zeke watched as the boy tossed him a pack thing, an ice cream pack thing. And even though it hit him on the arm, he accepted it HAPPILY. Cause... MORE FOOD!!! "Thanks maaan!" he beamed. Hehehehe. Zeke didn't waste any time in opening and consuming the good, stuffing his face was one of his many talents. But then....

WHAAAATTTT?!

MORE food was coming AT him! HAHAHAHAHA!!! Though sadly most of it his the floor, and this WAS sad because it was socially unacceptable to eat from such a surface. Five second rules didn't count here did they?

Food fight? Was this actually going to happen?

"CAPTAIN!!! PERMISSION TO ENGAGE IN WAR?!" War? Did pirates SAY war? Or was there another word for it? He had LOOOOTSSS to learn about this pirate business.

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin

Ian was incredulous as this boy asked why he was still here. I'm still here because we haven't been dismissed yet. I don't know if the professor is crazy or just acting, but I don't have good enough grades to be taking chances. Annnnnd....I don't care WHAT he looks like. He still looks like the professor except for the cheap costume shop wax job and costume. That hook on the other hand, dangerous thing there. Why was Ian responding to an absurd request for information from a student. A goofball student at that.

The boy thanked him for the ice cream. Obviously Ian hadn't tossed the ice cream with enough vigor. The boy just took it. And then he looked upset that he was spraying food on the floor. Then......Permission to wage war? This isn't a warzone....it's a classroom, though I'm not sure how much class is being displayed and are you happy he's locked one of us in the closet? WHat if he decides to lock us ALL up? What then mr I wanna be a pirate. Ian had been making his way to the piled up food things. He grabbed for the first thing he could and picked up a butt roast and tossed it in the general direction of the boy.

Completely unaware of the fact that some of the Lost Children had escaped his grasp, quite unlike the Captain to not be aware of what was going on around him, but there was a very good reason for this.

His possible back up back up for Smee - he would call him the Very New Smee should the need arise - had made a very curious statement. He glanced down at the parchment again and tried to gauge how much more he had to try and teach these pests...and found that the handwriting of the gentleman who had left the instructions was far too poor to decipher anything other than a few more things.

"WAR IT IS!" he declared, his hook pointing towards the fruit and vegetables. "But there are rules of engagement that must be followed...and it says here that by pointing your wand at a piece of food and saying Fracesco, that it will turn into a purée form that you are to...oh, well, there it no need to do this latter part. Sticking the food into the provided toothpaste tubes." Another dismissive wave with the hook.

"RULES OF ENGAGEMENT ARE AS FOLLOWS! Use your wand...whatever that is...and change a food item into a purée by saying Francesco. Then THROW that at your target." Captain JAS Hook was not afraid to get a little dirty and he KNEW that his crew would win. Although he probably should take some side. He quickly glanced around at his new recruits and noticed a trend around the majority of them. It was a bit too generic for his tastes, but it would have to do. "Those adorned in red and blue, you're with me. Green and yellow, you can be with that good for nothing PETER PAN!"

He then sacrificed good form temporarily and jumped up on a nearby desk, kicking over one of the strange looking devices resting upon it to make space for him and his dashing boots. He then withdrew from his pocket a flag that he had found tucked away in a drawer in what he assumed was his private quarters. Quite odd that such a pirate essential was among socks and odd looking braies. He waved it proudly above his head and then looked down at the boy who was a disgrace to the pirate name - and he was one for the time being considering the blue to his clothing.

"No," he said coldly as he waved his flag more violently.

"IT'S TIME TO HOIST THE COLORS! LET THERE BE WAR!"

OOC: so...er..."activity time" XD

This is exactly what it looks like - and all out food fight. You need at least 4 posts to receive full credit. In your posts please include:
your character selecting a piece of food

turning it into a purée (wand movement: simple point incantation: Francesco)

throwing the purée at someone.
This is most likely with your character's hand unless then are grossed out and prefer to keep their hands clean and instead want to banish it towards someone else with Depulso or another spell

It might be a good idea to title your post with your target's name to make sure that your post is not overlooked by others

Professor Hooksteed (hehe, I like that) arbitrarily divided the class into Gryffindor/Ravenclaw vs Slytherin/Hufflepuff

This "activity" will be open for at least 24 hours depending on everyone's activity. So let loose and have fun and ... er ... bask in all the chaos?

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,088 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	we see the closet stuff too, but "miss it" because of everything else dies astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Hera ... "Could I be New Smee's assistant? Like a... mini Smee?" Cause, that'd be all sorts of cool. He'd be IN with the pirates, but then he wouldn't have to replace Lex. It'd be all sorts of fun! He furrowed his brow and wiggled his mustache with his fingers. "I suppose if that is what you want. You'll need to ask New Smee's permission. All in good form you see." Quote: Originally Posted by Sararara ... "Um, Profes-I mean Captain, I think you hurt Tinkerbell" Snoooort. ... "Nonsense. Fairies do not get hurt," he scoffed while giving her a dismissive wave with his hook. SPOILER!!: Toby & Sophie! Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir In an uncharacteristic gesture of defiance, Toby sat there and crossed his arms and set his jaw. This wasn't just Flamsteed dressing up. He wouldn't LOCK STUDENTS in a CUPBOARD. Or dribble space food unattractively into his beard. No way, this was whatever bizarre magic had happened to make Lex go all weird recently, and apparently other kids too. As for TRUSTING him... that... was difficult to answer. Toby trusted everyone until he was proved that he couldn't, and maybe it was just because he was kind of irritable on an empty stomach, but he REALLY didn't trust this guy. He was acting kind of... frightening. BUT he'd SAID to tell the truth... "I don't think I do," the Hufflepuff replied matter-of-factly, though he eyed that hook with something a little closer to unease. But it was fine. He'd be fine. "I trust Professor Flamsteed, but I'm not sure I trust............ you." ... HE'D not said anything about POISON either. Had just figured the food was enchanted, or maybe spiked with a potion. Other kids all around him had eaten the ice cream, and nothing had happened to them yet. But in his first year the effects of the ice cream hadn't been immediate, SO that totally wasn't proof that he was okay. "And I definitely don't trust the ice cream" No. The only way Toby was going to go prancing around the school as Prince Charming in a frilly shirt and tights would be on HIS say so. "Aren't you sentencing those you were told to educate... to walk the plank?" ... "Bad form, sir!" Would... would playing along help? This was completely mental. All the information of the class was simply not going into Toby's head, because of the incredibly HUGE distraction in the form of THE ENTIRE LESSON. He had no chance here, and figured... maybe he'd have to consult the textbook for the rest of the lesson. And... poor PEBBLES. WHAT. Toby waited until he was PRETTY SURE Hooksteed was distracted by some other crazy part of the classroom, and discreetly retrieved his wand from his bag under the pretense of retrieving a quill he'd 'knocked off' the table. "Accio Pebbles," Toby cast, still ducked down and HIDDEN, and waited for the pet rock to to zoom into his hand. Once he caught the poor rock, who'd hopefully not drawn any attention (they were supposedly in 'zero gravity' after all), he pushed her into his schoolbag, wound the strap around his leg for safekeeping, and straightened in his seat again. Then he looked at Soph, wondering what they should do now. Play along and 'float' to the food and see how the lesson would play out? Get Pebbles to safety? Walk the plank? Start a mutiny? Quote: Originally Posted by feeheeheeny Text Cut: Hook & Tobes ...Captain Hook was APOLOGIZING to her? And REVOKING her failing grade? Soph did her best to prevent the laughter from bubbling out and kept a straight face - had she really just smooth-talked the villain of one of her favorite stories? THAT felt like the highest of honors. But then he was being not-so-pleasant with Tobes, and even though she wanted to be amused that SHE had gotten off the hook (har, har) and he was still sentenced to walk the plank... well, that just wouldn't do, would it? Tobes was handling himself very well - well, up until he threw the whole "Bad form!" thing back at Hook!Flamsteed, which made her nervous that it would set the man off, and since he was surveying his hook so menacingly, she HAD to interject there. "Also, Captain, this is actually my first mate, much like your Smee, see? He's a thumpin' good one, at that. Just as you'd never dream of being without your Smee - he's rather irreplaceable, isn't he? - I'd like to keep mine, Captain, and I think it would be in good form to revoke his grade and not make him walk the plank. What would you say to another Captain trying to make YOUR Smee walk the plank? You'd make HIM walk the plank! So instead of making a mess of things here, why don't we..." she leaned forward slightly on the table, a mastered angelic-yet-threatening smile formed across her lips, "just forget all about this? In good form?" Well? Seemed like it was worth a shot. Aside from her lack of captainy clothing, she thought she COULD be a convincing captain with the way she carried herself and spoke. Hehe. Soph kept a keen eye on Tobes, though, making sure he was okay and no harm was going to come to him, and tore her gaze away when she saw what he was doing so she wouldn't draw attention to it. Saving Pebbles. Of course he was. She remained that way, trying to seem interested in the other goings-on of the class - she still wasn't processing a single bit of information Hook!Flamsteed was reading to them - and finally met Toby's gaze when he was finished. She gave him the smallest of shrugs - she didn't really want to go get the food. But... she also didn't want to LEAVE either. It was a good show so far, really. Frankly, she was content to stay where she was, but... she figured the Captain would take that as disobeying his orders. Hm. Calculating... "*I'm gonna go at least grab* something to blend in," she breathed, her words hardly loud enough for Tobes to hear. They didn't have to eat anything, right? So, in good form, Soph crossed the room to pick up a single carrot, pretended to take a bite of it - chewing the non-existent food in her mouth and breaking off the end of the carrot when Hook wasn't looking, just to be safe and all - and wiggled her body as she went back to her seat, arms aloof and imagining she was floating. See? She could play his games. Even though the man was a nutter right now. He sneered some more at the boy as he spoke, and while his words were admirable...the Captain couldn't help but feel that unpleasant tinge of sadness that he tried his best to ignore. "Your honestly, while unpleasant, is appreciated," he nodded towards the young man. "But who is this Flame Stead I keep hearing about? Are you too a member of the Piccaninny Tribe? Same as that woman with the strange accent who acted far too friendly with me?" She had TOUCHED Captain JAS Hook without permission! Bad form punishing those who were not showing the proper respect and moral behavior in the learning environment he had established? What a silly notion. "And it is not also poor form to not trust your captain and to instead put your trust in some savage?" he tsked the boy before his eyes pierced the presence of the young lady. SHE WAS WHAT?! "You are the captain of another pirate vessel?!" he shrieked as he thrust his hook in her direction. Since when had Lost Boys and Lost Girls had the ability to have their own vessel?! WHAT WAS THIS MADNESS!? "My Smee, as you call him, is gone and replaced. Everyone is replaceable and to think otherwise is unwise." Yes, even her "precious" first mate was replaceable. Was this one deaf as well? Had she not heard NEW Smee and AND ENTIRE NEW CREW?! Everyone was replaceable. "You know what is not replaceable, hmmm? MY HAND! THIS HAND THAT WAS CUT OFF AND FED TO A CROCODILE BY THAT COCKY PIXIE DUST COVERED BRAT!" And then he pointed to HIM. To Peter Pan. Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi ... "OI CAP' LIAR, YOU SAID WE COULD FLY!" BAD FORM! BAD FORM INDEED! "Captain JAS Hook is many things, but a liar is not one of them," he barked at the boy. "And YOU are mistaken, child. You ARE flying!" Blind and deaf. These Lost Children were HOPELESS. Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin ... "Excuse me, your captainness, but where's my axe?" she tried to get the question out around his spitting and yelling, but it wasn't quite clear if she'd been heard while the man was busy throwing rocks at people. ROCKS WITH WINGS. He was definitely at least 75% wolf, and that was without a doubt. Good thing she'd have an axe coming soon. "That's not a fairy, sir. That's breakfast." Red slipped out of her seat and made her way up to eye the food they were allowed to share. One food item. Got it. She was hoping to trick the wolf into eating rocks, since she was pretty sure that was the way it was supposed to go, although the how and why of it was a bit fuzzy. In the meantime... oh, MY MY MY. "What very big apples you've got," the girl muttered, and she casually dumped the entire fruit bowl into her basket. AND A COOKIE. Just what the grandma ordered. He quite liked the look of this one, and she was polite while also persistent. She would make a FINE pirate. "I do not have one here, but had I known I would be needing one I surely would have brought it with me," he apologized with a small bow. "I am a man of my word and you shall receive what you ask." He then STARED at the girl. SHE ATE FAIRIES?! THAT WAS...WOW. That was something. He did not know a pirate alive that was capable of such a thing. Yes, she truly was an outstanding addition to his crew. Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot** ... She wasn’t going to play along with these ‘pixie dust rock tinkerbell’ either or whatever he had called it. “I think its cute that you’re gettin’ enthusiastic over this fairytale idea Sir but we ain’t five.” ... Cute? CUTE? Captain JAS Hook was NOT cute. Although he had to admit that he was briefly flattered to be considered as such and may have bat his eyelashes at the Lost Girl. "Of course you are not. I can see right now that you are capable of growing up. There is only one among us that does not. THAT PETER PAN!" Quote: Originally Posted by Harry174 ... "Professor, if I wanted to make a fool of myself I would go on total wipe-out because that is what would happen if I attempt to fly." Angel just looked at her boyfriend... was he sure about this mutiny thing because she really wanted to give it a try because this was not Professor Flamsteed. ... He sneered at this one and decided once and for all he did not wish to recruit her to his crew. Too much of a soft heart. "If you wish to make a fool of yourself...then by all means do so," he said as he stepped to the side. Quote: Originally Posted by Meizzner ... "SO YOU HAD TINK AND NOT WENDY" ...[/B] He just cackled at the boy's expense. The boy who had BLINDLY walked by his caged fairy and made no attempt to save her until now. Hardly a TRUE companion, eh ... Peter Pan? Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz ... "PROFESSOR YOU LET HER OUT RIGHT NOW!" She stomped her foot and glared in his direction. "She could DIE in there--" she said. WHY WASN'T EVERYONE PANICKING? Like--what was going through all of their HEADS? And then--THE ROCK WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TINKERBELL?! Eden was done. "I am SO going to the headmistress after this--if this is how Hogwarts conducts itself--THAT ISN'T EVEN A REAL FAIRY!" she yelled at him...very angry. But her friend...was locked in a closet. And there might be icky spiders in there, okay? Well SOMEONE was being dramatic. "She will not DIE from the boo box. There have not even been any scorpions released in it yet," he scoffed, doing another dismissive wave with his hook. Children. He HATED children. He smirked at what she said next. About fairies. Surely that had just killed another one of them. MWAHAHA! Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack ... "Professor, if we really wanted to fly couldn't we just use broomsticks?" Except Zander wasn't any good at those. So nevermind. We'll pass on that, Professor or Captain or whatever the heck you are. Broomsticks? BROOMSTICKS? "Are you daft, boy? That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard!" Quote: Originally Posted by Awarlesta Black ... This was a bad day to come to class, running on two hours of sleep. The boy pounded on the door along Puck, "LISTEN HERE, AIREY!!! YOUR TEETH MARKS ARE ON MY FINGERS, YOU LOON!!" Bang! Bang! Bang! "THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMO-OHHHHH!!" The door clicked and swung open and fell into what looked like a food warzone. The waste! Y'know, the storage closet isn't all that bad anymore. He reached up to catch a couple of food items flying by and retreated into the storage closet for safety. He'll deal with Captain Loonballs later. "No, MY teeth marks are on your fingers," he sneered. Daft child, could not even get his name right after it had been said enough times that even Garrick the Malformed would have learned the distinction by now. STUPID CHILDREN EVERYWHERE! But then the boy must have realized his stupidity and shut himself back in the boo box. Good. Maybe he did have some smarts about him. SPOILER!!: Ian & Zeke! :\| Quote: Originally Posted by Edward Penguin Ian watched with shocked confusion as the professor physically handled a student and threw them in a closet and then directed that the head girl guard her. This was unacceptable and NO ONE was doing anything. Was everyone in this school daft? Why was everyone calmly accepting that the professor was off his bloody rocker? Ian was about to say something when the professor tossed a rock in a cage over their heads. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! he cried out as it flew over his head and crashed against the blackboard. Ian stood and cried out WHAT ARE YOU DOING PROFESSOR? IS NO ONE GOING TO STOP HIM? HE'S GOING TO HURT ONE OF US AND I'LL NOT BE THE ONE HURT! Ian was shocked that no one with a badge was standing up for them. He certainly wasn't going to try and fly or whatever this crazy teacher wanted. He sat there, his satchel in front of him like a shield. Quote: Originally Posted by Hera This lesson was SUPER entertaining, and there was food. So there were NO complaints from this little Gryffindor. No. He just sat, floating on his stool, casually munching his floating apple until he reached the core. Eeewww... core. Of course, it was clear that some others weren't enjoying the lesson as much, but instead of hearing words all he heard was MOAN MOAN MOAN MOAN SISSY. Yep. And that's when he got an idea. "I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS ONE, CAPTAIN!" He called over, standing on the rungs of his stool so that he was TALLER. HAHAHA!!!! "DON'T LIKE IT? THEN GET OUT..." or like, hide under a desk or something. "This is the Captain's quarters! Not yours!" And with that, he fired a warning shot at the boy, ditching his apple core at the boys make-shift shield, aka satchel bag. Ahem. Quote: Originally Posted by Edward Penguin Ian was busy peeking here and there, making sure no other projectiles were on the way when that Zeke kid said something about taking care of this one. And then the boy was loudly telling him that if he didn't like it he could get out. That was rather rude and sort of crazy. Ian looked at the boy and then called out. HE'S NOT A CAPTAIN! HE'S THE SAME PROFESSOR THAT'S BEEN TEACHING US ASTRONOMY ALL TERM. Today, maybe not so much teaching. It appears he's had a mental break and he thinks he's a fictional pirate captain and you're just following.....................GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHH Ian finished the last part as an apple core made it's way to his head....bouncing off the satchel and landing at his feet. Ian's face screwed up and he picked up his strawberry ice cream pouch and tossed it at Zeke. I don't think I've done anything to cause you to toss partially eaten fruit bits! I think you need to cool off some. Ian reached down and picked up another ice cream pouch, opened the tube top and squeezed it in the general direction of the boy. Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Was this dude serious? NOT A CAPTAIN? ... sure looked like a Captain to him, sounded like one too. And so what if Airey was a little off his rocker? It was all FUN.. which was more than what could be said for some of the other lessons he'd sat through. "If you don't like it... then why are you still HERE?" Go run along and hide under your bed Pufferrr. But oohhh.... What was this?! Zeke watched as the boy tossed him a pack thing, an ice cream pack thing. And even though it hit him on the arm, he accepted it HAPPILY. Cause... MORE FOOD!!! "Thanks maaan!" he beamed. Hehehehe. Zeke didn't waste any time in opening and consuming the good, stuffing his face was one of his many talents. But then.... WHAAAATTTT?! MORE food was coming AT him! HAHAHAHAHA!!! Though sadly most of it his the floor, and this WAS sad because it was socially unacceptable to eat from such a surface. Five second rules didn't count here did they? Food fight? Was this actually going to happen? "CAPTAIN!!! PERMISSION TO ENGAGE IN WAR?!" War? Did pirates SAY war? Or was there another word for it? He had LOOOOTSSS to learn about this pirate business. Quote: Originally Posted by Edward Penguin Ian was incredulous as this boy asked why he was still here. I'm still here because we haven't been dismissed yet. I don't know if the professor is crazy or just acting, but I don't have good enough grades to be taking chances. Annnnnd....I don't care WHAT he looks like. He still looks like the professor except for the cheap costume shop wax job and costume. That hook on the other hand, dangerous thing there. Why was Ian responding to an absurd request for information from a student. A goofball student at that. The boy thanked him for the ice cream. Obviously Ian hadn't tossed the ice cream with enough vigor. The boy just took it. And then he looked upset that he was spraying food on the floor. Then......Permission to wage war? This isn't a warzone....it's a classroom, though I'm not sure how much class is being displayed and are you happy he's locked one of us in the closet? WHat if he decides to lock us ALL up? What then mr I wanna be a pirate. Ian had been making his way to the piled up food things. He grabbed for the first thing he could and picked up a butt roast and tossed it in the general direction of the boy. Completely unaware of the fact that some of the Lost Children had escaped his grasp, quite unlike the Captain to not be aware of what was going on around him, but there was a very good reason for this. His possible back up back up for Smee - he would call him the Very New Smee should the need arise - had made a very curious statement. He glanced down at the parchment again and tried to gauge how much more he had to try and teach these pests...and found that the handwriting of the gentleman who had left the instructions was far too poor to decipher anything other than a few more things. "WAR IT IS!" he declared, his hook pointing towards the fruit and vegetables. "But there are rules of engagement that must be followed...and it says here that by pointing your wand at a piece of food and saying Fracesco, that it will turn into a purée form that you are to...oh, well, there it no need to do this latter part. Sticking the food into the provided toothpaste tubes." Another dismissive wave with the hook. "RULES OF ENGAGEMENT ARE AS FOLLOWS! Use your wand...whatever that is...and change a food item into a purée by saying Francesco. Then THROW that at your target." Captain JAS Hook was not afraid to get a little dirty and he KNEW that his crew would win. Although he probably should take some side. He quickly glanced around at his new recruits and noticed a trend around the majority of them. It was a bit too generic for his tastes, but it would have to do. "Those adorned in red and blue, you're with me. Green and yellow, you can be with that good for nothing PETER PAN!" He then sacrificed good form temporarily and jumped up on a nearby desk, kicking over one of the strange looking devices resting upon it to make space for him and his dashing boots. He then withdrew from his pocket a flag that he had found tucked away in a drawer in what he assumed was his private quarters. Quite odd that such a pirate essential was among socks and odd looking braies. He waved it proudly above his head and then looked down at the boy who was a disgrace to the pirate name - and he was one for the time being considering the blue to his clothing. "No," he said coldly as he waved his flag more violently. "IT'S TIME TO HOIST THE COLORS! LET THERE BE WAR!" OOC: so...er..."activity time" XD This is exactly what it looks like - and all out food fight. You need at least 4 posts to receive full credit. In your posts please include: your character selecting a piece of food turning it into a purée (wand movement: simple point incantation: Francesco) throwing the purée at someone. This is most likely with your character's hand unless then are grossed out and prefer to keep their hands clean and instead want to banish it towards someone else with Depulso or another spell It might be a good idea to title your post with your target's name to make sure that your post is not overlooked by others Professor Hooksteed (hehe, I like that) arbitrarily divided the class into Gryffindor/Ravenclaw vs Slytherin/Hufflepuff This "activity" will be open for at least 24 hours depending on everyone's activity. So let loose and have fun and ... er ... bask in all the chaos? __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes