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natekka · 01-12-2019, 10:47 AM

SPOILER!!: directions + Drewett

Quote:

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Left:

The steady light may have seemed like the right idea at the time but the further and further left you follow, the fainter the Headmaster's voice grows. It won't take you much too long to realize that this may not have been the right path.

It's dark here, save the light of the one lantern you've chosen to follow. It doesn't speed up or slow down, maintaining a steady pace. All is calm--until it suddenly starts raining fireballs on all who've chosen this direction.

It may not be obvious in the moment of panic, but they give off no heat. Should you be struck by one, it feels more like a ghost has passed through you.

The fireballs are sporadic, never aiming for the same boat twice in a row. Finally, the lantern disappears altogether and the only light remaining on what is now clearly a separate leg of the river comes from the raining fireballs.

Straight Ahead:

Both lights look promising. If you've continued along this path, you'll have missed the subtle turn in the river that could have taken you further right.

The lights flicker for only a moment before returning to their consistent glow. Unfortunately, after a bit more rowing, you realize the Headmaster's voice is growing fainter. Whatever direction he'd been in, it's not the one you're heading in.

Before any attempts at turning can be made, balls of "fire" rain down. Scores of fireballs several hitting any boats that have chosen to continue straight. Much like the ones to the left, they don't burn. If nothing else, they cause a slight chill, similar to that of a ghost passing through.

If you happened to catch where the right turn was somewhere in the back and fancy the risk of finding out what made that screech, you can turn around, or you can follow the river, bunker down and hope for the best.

Right:

If you're going right, congratulations. It must come as some relief to realize the Headmaster's voice has remained constant. He is still ahead, the now only one lantern heading down this branch of the river.

The man continues to talk about the curriculum for the year, by now boring even himself. He already knew it all, recalling it now was just unnecessary. Once it'd sufficiently gotten to the man, he began belting show tunes instead. In all this confusion...he....may or may not...have forgotten there were still students around.

In his mind, they'd all gone off on some wrong path. All paths led to the same end so he wasn't worried, just they'd have a more....eventful means of getting there.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Kimothy

See? Everything was fine. Perfectly fine. The headmaster's voice was still rather steady and Drewett allowed himself to relax a tiny bit as he continued to row straight, following the torch that he was sure was the headmaster's.

Until that bloody loud screech made the Ravenclaw immediately shut his eyes in terror. And before his mind could process what he just involuntarily did, Drewett opened his eyes almost immediately and there were already two other lights moving in different directions. There was panic settling in this chest already, and he stopped rowing altogether. If anything, the fourth year was just glad it was too dark for his boat mates to see his hands trembling.

"Oh no... oh no oh no oh no...." He said under his breath. Drewett didn't know what to do and he wasn't rowing anymore. He was accepting his fate now. He was going to die on his first day, on his first class of the term.

Tessa tried to keep the lights in her line of sight AND look at the others in the boat at the same time, you know, to see if they'd been paying better attention to the lights than she had. No answer to her previous question about which light they were going to follow. Even in the dim light, Tessa could tell that Drew was nervous. Well, actually, it was his muttering of 'oh no's that gave it away but that didn't matter. "We'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiine," she assured him and any other of her boatmates that might be feeling nervous. It was just a lesson after all. They weren't likely to get hurt or anything. "We need to keep rowing," she added when she noticed that Drew had stopped rowing. They were definitely going to get lose or, at least, left behind if they stopped. "We'll keep going straight." They had a one-in-three chance of being right. Those were decent odds.

They were free to butt in if they thought they should be following a different light. It might not be too late to change their course. Maybe.

But, for now, the were keeping straight.

01-12-2019, 10:47 AM	#250 (permalink)
natekka Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Wales Posts: 16,730 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jade Archer de Leon Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivy Charlton Hufflepuff Fifth Year	#Odessett Little Fox \| ½ of Lauralie \| Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul \| #HouseNATARIANA SPOILER!!: directions + Drewett Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Left: The steady light may have seemed like the right idea at the time but the further and further left you follow, the fainter the Headmaster's voice grows. It won't take you much too long to realize that this may not have been the right path. It's dark here, save the light of the one lantern you've chosen to follow. It doesn't speed up or slow down, maintaining a steady pace. All is calm--until it suddenly starts raining fireballs on all who've chosen this direction. It may not be obvious in the moment of panic, but they give off no heat. Should you be struck by one, it feels more like a ghost has passed through you. The fireballs are sporadic, never aiming for the same boat twice in a row. Finally, the lantern disappears altogether and the only light remaining on what is now clearly a separate leg of the river comes from the raining fireballs. Straight Ahead: Both lights look promising. If you've continued along this path, you'll have missed the subtle turn in the river that could have taken you further right. The lights flicker for only a moment before returning to their consistent glow. Unfortunately, after a bit more rowing, you realize the Headmaster's voice is growing fainter. Whatever direction he'd been in, it's not the one you're heading in. Before any attempts at turning can be made, balls of "fire" rain down. Scores of fireballs several hitting any boats that have chosen to continue straight. Much like the ones to the left, they don't burn. If nothing else, they cause a slight chill, similar to that of a ghost passing through. If you happened to catch where the right turn was somewhere in the back and fancy the risk of finding out what made that screech, you can turn around, or you can follow the river, bunker down and hope for the best. Right: If you're going right, congratulations. It must come as some relief to realize the Headmaster's voice has remained constant. He is still ahead, the now only one lantern heading down this branch of the river. The man continues to talk about the curriculum for the year, by now boring even himself. He already knew it all, recalling it now was just unnecessary. Once it'd sufficiently gotten to the man, he began belting show tunes instead. In all this confusion...he....may or may not...have forgotten there were still students around. In his mind, they'd all gone off on some wrong path. All paths led to the same end so he wasn't worried, just they'd have a more....eventful means of getting there. Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy See? Everything was fine. Perfectly fine. The headmaster's voice was still rather steady and Drewett allowed himself to relax a tiny bit as he continued to row straight, following the torch that he was sure was the headmaster's. Until that bloody loud screech made the Ravenclaw immediately shut his eyes in terror. And before his mind could process what he just involuntarily did, Drewett opened his eyes almost immediately and there were already two other lights moving in different directions. There was panic settling in this chest already, and he stopped rowing altogether. If anything, the fourth year was just glad it was too dark for his boat mates to see his hands trembling. "Oh no... oh no oh no oh no...." He said under his breath. Drewett didn't know what to do and he wasn't rowing anymore. He was accepting his fate now. He was going to die on his first day, on his first class of the term. Tessa tried to keep the lights in her line of sight AND look at the others in the boat at the same time, you know, to see if they'd been paying better attention to the lights than she had. No answer to her previous question about which light they were going to follow. Even in the dim light, Tessa could tell that Drew was nervous. Well, actually, it was his muttering of 'oh no's that gave it away but that didn't matter. "We'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiine," she assured him and any other of her boatmates that might be feeling nervous. It was just a lesson after all. They weren't likely to get hurt or anything. "We need to keep rowing," she added when she noticed that Drew had stopped rowing. They were definitely going to get lose or, at least, left behind if they stopped. "We'll keep going straight." They had a one-in-three chance of being right. Those were decent odds. They were free to butt in if they thought they should be following a different light. It might not be too late to change their course. Maybe. But, for now, the were keeping straight. __________________