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potterobsessionist · 02-08-2017, 11:42 AM

Carlton was extremely nervous. He hadn't slept for 3 nights and when he had got some sleep it was nightmares of being hit with a spell that forced him to throw up slugs.

Yeah! That was a spell that actually existed! Shudder.

He was slowly starting to regret his decision to join the Dueling Club. Like, he needed to get better at DADA, obviously, but was it really necessary to volunteer for someone else to throw spells at him? The rules for the club clearly stated 'Don't die' as a final rule. Okidoks. He would do his best not to die.

Carlton offered up a smile to ~~the kid who could kill him~~ Abey and was thankful they weren't going to shake hands because Carlton had all of the handsweat. All of it. They just did a little bow. Right. Wizarding etiquette.

"Yes. Namaste." He murmured as he bowed, eyes trailing up to the stands. He hoped his friends were there, he should have gone up there to talk to them beforehand but it had slipped his mind.

Truth be told, he was really only doing this so that 1. ~~Han Solo~~ professor Hirsch didn't think he was a complete failure, 2. That he one day could be as skilled with spells as Roo and 3. Because... Well. Because magic was fun! Unless it killed him. That wouldn't be fun. He was so lucky ~~Han Solo~~ professor Hirsch was there to make sure that didn't happen.

Carlton's attention was quickly back on his opponent when red sparks were EVERYWHERE. Carlton flailed his arms to swat them away, shutting his eyes tightly. "No." He protested. Sparks in the face! GAAAAH! Carlton hated it, he hated it, he hated it! FLAIL.

HOLY COW. WHAT IN THE WORLD?!

Carlton quickly stepped to the side when Abey shouted another spell, avoiding it just barely. Excuse you, excuse you, hi, could you stop this madness?! Apparently not, another spell was cast that hit him straight on. A trip jinx! Suddenly his feet were pulled out from underneath him and he fell over with a loud THUD. SO, with his face down on the floor and his nose aching from the impact, he actually thought about leaving. He could just give up, go get ice cream and watch the other duels from the stands with the others. Why would he not leave? He was being ATTACKED! MANHANDLED! ABUSED!

Then he remembered he could fight back. Right. Carlton jumped up on his feet and took a steadier grip on his wand. His nose was hurting from the fall but at least he was up on his feet again. Okidoks, here it goes.

Carlton's plan had been to cast a bubble producing charm to distract Abey but he'd completely forgotten about tactic now. What had his friends said? 'Stick to the plan and everything will be fine.' Carlton was not sticking to the plan.

"Locomotor Mortis!" OK brain, you chose that spell. Well then. Carlton didn't have the time to reflect whether it was a good choice or not before he cast a jelly-fingers-curse. Maybe Abey's fingers would be so jelly-like that he couldn't grip his wand and they could just call it a day. Confetti, woooh.

... Woo.

SPOILER!!: Points Tracker

OOC: Reason for editing: Didn't notice I started with F=18 because of the seminar. All fixed now! :3

02-08-2017, 11:42 AM	#3 (permalink)
potterobsessionist DMAC & MO Doxy Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: Sweden [GMT+1] Posts: 5,865 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Stella Marie Reed Daily Prophet News Reporter	h: 100 \| m: 100 \| f: 18 a bit of madness is key \| miss chanandler bong \| those cunning folks use any means Carlton was extremely nervous. He hadn't slept for 3 nights and when he had got some sleep it was nightmares of being hit with a spell that forced him to throw up slugs. Yeah! That was a spell that actually existed! Shudder. He was slowly starting to regret his decision to join the Dueling Club. Like, he needed to get better at DADA, obviously, but was it really necessary to volunteer for someone else to throw spells at him? The rules for the club clearly stated 'Don't die' as a final rule. Okidoks. He would do his best not to die. Carlton offered up a smile to ~~the kid who could kill him~~ Abey and was thankful they weren't going to shake hands because Carlton had all of the handsweat. All of it. They just did a little bow. Right. Wizarding etiquette. "Yes. Namaste." He murmured as he bowed, eyes trailing up to the stands. He hoped his friends were there, he should have gone up there to talk to them beforehand but it had slipped his mind. Truth be told, he was really only doing this so that 1. ~~Han Solo~~ professor Hirsch didn't think he was a complete failure, 2. That he one day could be as skilled with spells as Roo and 3. Because... Well. Because magic was fun! Unless it killed him. That wouldn't be fun. He was so lucky ~~Han Solo~~ professor Hirsch was there to make sure that didn't happen. Carlton's attention was quickly back on his opponent when red sparks were EVERYWHERE. Carlton flailed his arms to swat them away, shutting his eyes tightly. "No." He protested. Sparks in the face! GAAAAH! Carlton hated it, he hated it, he hated it! FLAIL. HOLY COW. WHAT IN THE WORLD?! Carlton quickly stepped to the side when Abey shouted another spell, avoiding it just barely. Excuse you, excuse you, hi, could you stop this madness?! Apparently not, another spell was cast that hit him straight on. A trip jinx! Suddenly his feet were pulled out from underneath him and he fell over with a loud THUD. SO, with his face down on the floor and his nose aching from the impact, he actually thought about leaving. He could just give up, go get ice cream and watch the other duels from the stands with the others. Why would he not leave? He was being ATTACKED! MANHANDLED! ABUSED! Then he remembered he could fight back. Right. Carlton jumped up on his feet and took a steadier grip on his wand. His nose was hurting from the fall but at least he was up on his feet again. Okidoks, here it goes. Carlton's plan had been to cast a bubble producing charm to distract Abey but he'd completely forgotten about tactic now. What had his friends said? 'Stick to the plan and everything will be fine.' Carlton was not sticking to the plan. "Locomotor Mortis!" OK brain, you chose that spell. Well then. Carlton didn't have the time to reflect whether it was a good choice or not before he cast a jelly-fingers-curse. Maybe Abey's fingers would be so jelly-like that he couldn't grip his wand and they could just call it a day. Confetti, woooh. ... Woo. SPOILER!!: Points Tracker Spells Cast: Name of Spell: Leg-Locker Curse: Locks target's legs together so they cannot move Caster Points: H: 0 Pts M: -20 Pts F: 0 Pts Opponent Points: H: -10 Pts M: 0 Pts F: -10 Pts Additional Effects: Spell must be cancelled for target to be able to physically move their legs again Name of Spell: Jelly-Fingers Curse: Causes victims fingers to become unsteady, such that it's hard to grip objects (Easy) Caster Points: H: 0 Pts M: -7 Pts F: 0 Pts Opponent Points: H: -3 Pts M: -7 Pts F: -3 Pts Additional Effects: n/a --------------------- Affected by Spells: Name of Spell: Periculum: Shoots red sparks or flares from the caster's wand Caster Points: H: -25 Pts M: 0 Pts F: 0 Pts Additional Effects: n/a Name of Spell: Trip Jinx: Trips or otherwise impedes target (Easy) Caster Points: H: -5 Pts M: 0 Pts F: -3 Pts Additional Effects: n/a --------------------- Physical Actions: Sidestep: F: -5 Pts --------------------- Dueler Name: Carlton Lewis H: 100 + -25 + -5 = 70 M: 100 + -20 + -7 = 73 F: 18 + -3 + -5 = 10 --------------------- OOC: Reason for editing: Didn't notice I started with F=18 because of the seminar. All fixed now! :3 __________________ Last edited by hermionesclone; 03-31-2017 at 09:14 PM. Reason: Fixing fatigue points!