11-28-2012, 04:13 AM
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SPOILER!!: Vindy! Quote:
Originally Posted by demented_death_eater  Vindictus chuckled as he climbed down from the stands and joined the students on the pitch. "Again, the goal in Creathoceann is to catch as many rocks and boulders as you dare in the cauldrons strapped to your heads," he explained and he now pointed his wand at one end of the stadium where the Quidditch goal hoops were missing. With a swish and flick, the disillusionment charm was lifted to reveal hundreds of rocks that were the size of Muggle softballs.  "Some of you are slipping in your powers of observation. I'm absolutely shocked that no one noticed the absence of the goal hoops. Tsk, tsk!"
Smirk. "These are, ahem, rocks which have been charmed to rain down upon you as you fly around the pitch and try to catch them. One of the charms on them is designed to make them lighter so that you won't get knocked out when they hit the inside of your cauldron or break an arm, leg, hand, or foot if they strike your body. The only thing that will happen are light scratches and bruises," he explained rather matter-of-factly. "Well, maybe a broken nose if your face gets in the way." "Now where was I? Oh, yes! Since this is your final, it's not going to be easy. If you fall off your broom, the rocks have been enchanted to fall out of your cauldron and zoom back into the sky. The goal is for you to catch 24 of the rocks. Some of you may catch more or less - the objective is to try to play this ancient Gaelic game. It may sound easy but it's not. Remember, no one can use magic and no stealing rocks out of other people's cauldrons. Good luck and may your headaches begin!"
He gave his wand a wave and the rocks soared into the air. Vindictus brought his silver whistle up to his lips and a shrill sound filled the air. TWEET!
As soon as the whistle was sounded, the rocks began to gently rain down from the sky. As they hit the grass on the pitch, they zoomed back into the sky and started raining down once more. OOC: Perfection is not expected - just have fun RPG the activity and interacting with each other as you try to catch the rocks falling from the sky! Points are going to be rewarded for each of your creative posts. This task should take at least 15 posts to complete (chat-only posts will not be counted), and you can earn up to 40 points for your role-playing efforts. This final will end on Friday night, so don't wait until the last minute! No goals. ... Weren't their cauldrons the goals? See, that was the confusing part.
And to make things worse, he couldn't even ruffle his hair thanks to the cauldron strapped to his head. Absolutely great.
So aside from the fact that they were going to have ROCKS thrown at them, Alec didn't think it was too bad. Just a little scary, that's all. And they could get bruised and scratched and maybe even get a broken nose, as Vindictus just said. Yeah... he did not like this one bit.
His eyes did what it seemed to do a lot these days and landed on a familiar blonde haired girl. He should... go up to her and tell her to stay safe. Really. Yeah. But... the girl smiled at him, which surprised him a little. Was she watching him? ... Eh, he shrugged and smiled back at her. He... could kind of guess what that smile meant. Maybe.
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And Pao! Dude was pretty small! Alec shot him a smile just as... what. Was that the whistle?!
O__________O
Okay, Summers, time to play this dangerous sport where... these rocks were going to ruin your face or arms or legs or just everything. Alec gulped as the rocks started raining down on them. Right... so catching these rocks... shouldn't be hard, right? He WAS a Seeker, after all. And who cares if he couldn't use his hands? The cauldron would be good enough, right?
... Maybe not.
"ARGH!"
... He should not have been looking up. Shaking his head, the fourteen year old mounted his broom and took off, his face scrunching slightly as more rocks pelted down on him. The Hufflepuff hovered in the air, looking around for a particular rock to chase after. There were loads here! And he had to catch twenty four, right? Yeah.
Spotting a particularly shiny one, Alec zoomed ahead, wincing only when the other rocks decided to bounce off of his shoulders and arms. He was close... he was nearly underneath the rock when...
... huh?
Blinking, the boy stopped flying and looked down at the source of the... yell? Yeah. Pao, it was. ... Was he HURT?! No. This was not good! Alec gave him a thumbs up right as the rock he was chasing after bounced into his cauldron.
... GRIN. And wince.
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