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laurange · 05-17-2016, 01:07 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

This was a mythical place. Not as in it didn't exist ('cause, duh, here she was) or because it had special powers (maybe, though... who knew?), but because it was a place of stories. Of legends.

Like "did you hear someone found a bathroom that doesn't work and occasionally random explosives how up there" kind of legends.

Dot wasn't necessarily keen on blowing things up, but she was sure keen on draining her seventh year of every drop of adventure. The best way to start... go everywhere, see everywhere, meet everyone, and do everything. Starting with this bathroom.

Rumor had it that she could break into the Gryffindor common room from here... Dot kicked at an empty toilet bowl for good measure. That was where she'd hide the common room.

Brian wasn't sure where he was going, really, but he was absolutely positively certain that he needed to know what was behind that strange door thing. It was all old and rickety and dusty aside from the handle. Someone had been here lately which meant that he was now curious in a way that he hadn't been since he was a wee first year.

Using his shoulder to open the door, he stepped into what had to be a disused toilet. The scattering of orange boxes across the floor was vaguely familiar (he'd been here two years ago and someone had set off a dungbomb but didn't recall).

Sitting down on the floor, criss cross applesauce, Brian Woods peered into the nearest box. There were a few roundish things in them? With a button? (They're dungbombs, Brian, you silly billy.)

But this hufflepuff didn't know that. Oh, no. He -in a manner that history tended to do when one forgot it- pressed it.

Silly boy.

05-17-2016, 01:07 AM	#3 (permalink)
laurange DERP & DMLE Ramora Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: Kita's pocket Posts: 5,229 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aslan Archer Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rose Woods Gryffindor Fifth Year x9 x6	½ of Lauralie \| Koala \| The being in Ern's pocket \| Baby Smurf \| Prouf member of The Flock Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin This was a mythical place. Not as in it didn't exist ('cause, duh, here she was) or because it had special powers (maybe, though... who knew?), but because it was a place of stories. Of legends. Like "did you hear someone found a bathroom that doesn't work and occasionally random explosives how up there" kind of legends. Dot wasn't necessarily keen on blowing things up, but she was sure keen on draining her seventh year of every drop of adventure. The best way to start... go everywhere, see everywhere, meet everyone, and do everything. Starting with this bathroom. Rumor had it that she could break into the Gryffindor common room from here... Dot kicked at an empty toilet bowl for good measure. That was where she'd hide the common room. Brian wasn't sure where he was going, really, but he was absolutely positively certain that he needed to know what was behind that strange door thing. It was all old and rickety and dusty aside from the handle. Someone had been here lately which meant that he was now curious in a way that he hadn't been since he was a wee first year. Using his shoulder to open the door, he stepped into what had to be a disused toilet. The scattering of orange boxes across the floor was vaguely familiar (he'd been here two years ago and someone had set off a dungbomb but didn't recall). Sitting down on the floor, criss cross applesauce, Brian Woods peered into the nearest box. There were a few roundish things in them? With a button? (They're dungbombs, Brian, you silly billy.) But this hufflepuff didn't know that. Oh, no. He -in a manner that history tended to do when one forgot it- pressed it. Silly boy.