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astrocat · 05-20-2021, 10:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Nem smiled again, and drew their wand, non-verbally levitating the fallen skulls back onto their desk and stacking them one on top of the other. They were not oblivious to the lingering looks directed their way, or the students making a point to sit on the other side of the room, but Nem was sure they'd survive. They could be strong. Brave. Resilient in the face of adversity. Et cetera. Et cetera.

As for Fox, Nem nodded a greeting to her, cancelling the spell and twirling their wand around their fingers when the skulls stayed stacked in place. "I won't tell," they said lightly, tilting their chair back on two legs. "Reckon you can pull it off. But, you know, most villains just look like regular people." That was because they were people, labelled as villains by others, but this was neither the time nor the place to get into all that. The lesson would be starting soon, probably after Godzilla over there had finished his wave of destruction.

True enough. Still tilting their chair back and twirling their wand in their fingers, Nem set eyes on the Milk Monitor, but kept quiet. Creativity was one of those things they had always had little regard for, up until the moment it had occurred to them that the things they did were rife with creativity of a different sort. But that had little to do with this question, and though Nem supposed they could have provided an answer to the first part, that people tended to believe that more systematic and arguably scientific subjects could not overlap with creativity, they opted instead for silence - others had covered that anyway, either in their answer or as their answer.

As for whether they agreed or disagreed, hard pass. Opinions, real or fabricated, were staying locked down. Even regarding a topic as apparently innocuous as this, Nem was keeping their mouth shut.

Ash felt something- kinda- when Nem replied to her. She didn't understand what it was. She listed all the emotions she knew in her brain. Love, anger, betrayal, happiness, fear, relief, guilt, loneliness, disappointment, determination, surprise, misery, pain... etcetera... no. It wasn't there. Ash couldn't place it. She knew what it felt like though, and filed it away for careful analysis. A feeling of lightening. Like you had a 50 pound backpack, and now it weighed 49 pounds. A little bit like relief, but also different. She ought to look up what that emotion was, or subtly ask around. She was curious as to what it was, but she didn't really want it getting out that she didn't know what that emotion was, as she was sure that everyone else knew it. She'd ask... she'd ask... she didn't really know. Maybe the divination teacher. She didn't trust divination, but she didn't trust emotions either, so it all worked out.

"I think that would make me an even better supervillain. Because I'm also a regular, relatable person. And who's to say I'm the evil one, instead of just tragically misunderstood." Seriously, nobody liked player characters stomping on their land, murdering their families, and screaming at them. Nobody did. Really, who was a truly good person? Most people she'd met were neutral at best. Including her, probably. And definitely including player characters...

Wait wait wait. Were they trying to tell her something? About good and evil, or the universe or whatever? Ash was sure it had something to do with the emotion she didn't understand, but she couldn't see a connection. She couldn't place the emotion, and she didn't get the message. But she was 80% sure it was significant somehow, and would probably stare at the ceiling in her dorm reflectively until she understood what she was trying to connect, whether it was real or perceived.

But for now she really ought to concentrate on the lesson... whatever, she could multitask. Speaking of... she loved the costumes, even the destructive dinosaur ones. Ahem. They were focusing on the lesson. "I guess people would say you can't have creativity for safety reasons? Like you turn someone into a fish and accidentally turn them into a reverse mermaid with legs and a fish head. But if you wanted to turn someone into a mermaid with legs and a fish head, I suppose then there would be room for creativity, when you do spell experimentation... but you have to be careful that you don't kill anyone." Cause fish only breathed water. And however much you might hate someone, murder via spell experimentation was not the way to go.

Wait wait wait. Creativity... half-transfiguration... would they be hexing each other to have pumpkins for heads? Ash would rather not. What was a better thing to think about? Ummmmm..... uhhhh.... ummmm.... how about the emotion that Ash didn't recognize? That was more important, and slightly less scary.

05-20-2021, 10:12 PM	#35 (permalink)
astrocat Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2020 Location: New York City Posts: 2,139 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brandon Fox Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoebe Calypso [s]Dupont[/s] Slytherin Third Year	Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Nem smiled again, and drew their wand, non-verbally levitating the fallen skulls back onto their desk and stacking them one on top of the other. They were not oblivious to the lingering looks directed their way, or the students making a point to sit on the other side of the room, but Nem was sure they'd survive. They could be strong. Brave. Resilient in the face of adversity. Et cetera. Et cetera. As for Fox, Nem nodded a greeting to her, cancelling the spell and twirling their wand around their fingers when the skulls stayed stacked in place. "I won't tell," they said lightly, tilting their chair back on two legs. "Reckon you can pull it off. But, you know, most villains just look like regular people." That was because they were people, labelled as villains by others, but this was neither the time nor the place to get into all that. The lesson would be starting soon, probably after Godzilla over there had finished his wave of destruction. True enough. Still tilting their chair back and twirling their wand in their fingers, Nem set eyes on the Milk Monitor, but kept quiet. Creativity was one of those things they had always had little regard for, up until the moment it had occurred to them that the things they did were rife with creativity of a different sort. But that had little to do with this question, and though Nem supposed they could have provided an answer to the first part, that people tended to believe that more systematic and arguably scientific subjects could not overlap with creativity, they opted instead for silence - others had covered that anyway, either in their answer or as their answer. As for whether they agreed or disagreed, hard pass. Opinions, real or fabricated, were staying locked down. Even regarding a topic as apparently innocuous as this, Nem was keeping their mouth shut. Ash felt something- kinda- when Nem replied to her. She didn't understand what it was. She listed all the emotions she knew in her brain. Love, anger, betrayal, happiness, fear, relief, guilt, loneliness, disappointment, determination, surprise, misery, pain... etcetera... no. It wasn't there. Ash couldn't place it. She knew what it felt like though, and filed it away for careful analysis. A feeling of lightening. Like you had a 50 pound backpack, and now it weighed 49 pounds. A little bit like relief, but also different. She ought to look up what that emotion was, or subtly ask around. She was curious as to what it was, but she didn't really want it getting out that she didn't know what that emotion was, as she was sure that everyone else knew it. She'd ask... she'd ask... she didn't really know. Maybe the divination teacher. She didn't trust divination, but she didn't trust emotions either, so it all worked out. *"I think that would make me an even better supervillain. Because I'm also a regular, relatable person. And who's to say I'm* the evil one, instead of just tragically misunderstood."** Seriously, nobody liked player characters stomping on their land, murdering their families, and screaming at them. Nobody did. Really, who was a truly good person? Most people she'd met were neutral at best. Including her, probably. And definitely including player characters... Wait wait wait. Were they trying to tell her something? About good and evil, or the universe or whatever? Ash was sure it had something to do with the emotion she didn't understand, but she couldn't see a connection. She couldn't place the emotion, and she didn't get the message. But she was 80% sure it was significant somehow, and would probably stare at the ceiling in her dorm reflectively until she understood what she was trying to connect, whether it was real or perceived. But for now she really ought to concentrate on the lesson... whatever, she could multitask. Speaking of... she loved the costumes, even the destructive dinosaur ones. Ahem. They were focusing on the lesson. "I guess people would say you can't have creativity for safety reasons? Like you turn someone into a fish and accidentally turn them into a reverse mermaid with legs and a fish head. But if you wanted to turn someone into a mermaid with legs and a fish head, I suppose then there would be room for creativity, when you do spell experimentation... but you have to be careful that you don't kill anyone." Cause fish only breathed water. And however much you might hate someone, murder via spell experimentation was not the way to go. Wait wait wait. Creativity... half-transfiguration... would they be hexing each other to have pumpkins for heads? Ash would rather not. What was a better thing to think about? Ummmmm..... uhhhh.... ummmm.... how about the emotion that Ash didn't recognize? That was more important, and slightly less scary.