06-02-2014, 06:25 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11
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Originally Posted by Mordred The Slytherin patted his mound and sat on it comfortably facing the older boy. “Very moody, indeed. I have no idea how we ended up with those.” He said as he looked at his cloud suspiciously. “Looking at the bright side though, in the end, it’ll be easier for us to manipulate this thing because it’s being picky and such right now, yeah?” Practice makes their spellwork a whole lot better. So there’s that. “Just think about it. Challenging clouds will make us masters when we’re done with this class.” Hehehe. Manipulating clouds with ease? Oh yessir!
Ethan shrugged and crossed his arms across his chest as he watched the older Slytherin. “Yeah, show that thing who is BOSS.” Nod nod. It is his cloud anyway, and he has full control over it. Go on, older boy. Command it to snow. Ethan however, chuckled at his comment. His cloud was scared of him? “I don’t know mate. It’s more of…it’s mad at me for being too forceful. Look.” He said as he patted both of his snow mounds. “At least I got what I wanted. So I win.” Yeah? Yeaaaaaaah!
And…and…le gasp and stuff! Lookit! Snowflaaaaaaaakes falling on the dude’s face! “You’re almost there! All right!” Ethan cheered his fellow Slytherin and offered his hand for a high five. Now…where is that girl (Marigold) who was looking at them? Did she see his mate’s snowflakes? He wins, yo!
Hohoho! :3 "Luck of the draw." It was true! The clouds were freaking idiots and they had to be the ones stuck with them. And then this boy was looking at the BRIGHT SIDE? What was he, a Hufflepuff? Grayson's blue eyes landed on the kid and he raised an eyebrow. He had a point, there was no point denying that. And then there was smirking. Full. On. SMIRKING. He liked the sound of manipulating it very much. "Uh huh. And it'll be easier to manipulate other types of clouds too." The idea of being masters of this class did a lot of things for the fourth year's ego. Really. "Looks like the clouds have to watch out then." "That's not bad advice, you know." Just saying. Don't let it get to your head. Mad for being too forceful?! Grayson snorted. LOL. LOOOOOOOOOOL. The kid was sitting in his own snowstorm. Oh MAN. "Yeah, you certainly showed it who's boss, alright." There was grinning, though, so there's that. "Try again, mkay? Keep doing the boss thing because it worked for me." Kiiiiiiiinda.
High fives were NOT something he was used to receiving but that didn't stop the Slytherin from high fiving his fellow Slytherin back. This one was alright, really. He could produce FREAKING SNOWSTORMS, which he had gone on to do. Not being one good with words of comfort -- pointless, those were -- Grayson decided to move on to a NEW tactic. He shuffled over so that he was standing next to the younger kid. "Come on, we'll try it again. Maybe find a middle ground between our forcefulnesses so that we can make it snow properly." Just like Gold had done. Oh MAN. They needed to pick up the pace otherwise they're going to look dumb and, frankly, stupid. "Finite!" The cloud went back to its usual annoyingly-fluffy look, which made the fourteen year old scowl again and let out a sound of disgust. It just looked like something that'd fart rainbows and glitter and Grayson hated that. "Ready?" He'd BETTER be. "Stiricidium Nubila!"
This cloud had better snow properly.
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