02-01-2014, 07:00 PM
|
#84 (permalink)
|
| Giant
Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6
Posts: 56,911
Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1
| curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote:
Originally Posted by sarahlooo Yeah, he WAS pretty awesome, wasn't he? Aside from a few overly suspicious ones, Pierson was rather pleased with the general reaction of his students. Most of whom he recognized from previous terms, others he hadn't met yet. Good first impression, wasn't it?
He was in the tree, just in case anyone was looking hard enough. The charms professor was perched up in one of the maple trees whose shade was occupied by some soon-to-be-napping students. That was his cue, he supposed. Climbing back down the branches, Piers gracefully hopped down from the tree, careful not to land on a student's head or appendages, however amusing the thought was.
As for those who were eating or thinking about eating whatever treats were there, "I wouldn't eat those if I were you. They're not real." At least, he didn't think they were. "Probably." They would get to that later. "Gather round, children!" Piers gestured to the picnic blanket that was mostly in the shade of the tree. Once they were gathered, he rubbed his hands together, and took a look around at his beautiful masterpiece. "First of all: no, we're not outside. Second of all: that tree? Not really a tree. Third: I have no idea what you're eating because I sure didn't make those brownies." That was the fun part. Unless they were actually eating something strange and ended up in the Healer's ward. Cece probably wouldn't be too pleased with that.
Piers looked around at his lovely, darling students. "Anyone have any idea what's going on here?" Best way to start the first class of the year? Open discussion! OOC: Class has now started! If you just got here, feel free to join in, but don't RP your character arriving late. Just pretend they've been here all along! Feel free to discuss! Caleb blinked. Wait what. These weren't brownies? WHAT WERE THEY THEN? He quickly dropped it and spat out the small bite he'd taken into the nearby grass. GROSS. For all they knew the professor had just let them eat transfigured hippogriff poop or something.
He raised his hand, even though he was NOT HAPPY about those fake brownies. "I think we're hallucinating or something. You charmed to room to look like...well I dunno. A simulation or something," he said.
And to play cruel evil tricks on them, obviously.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did 
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |
| |