Text Cut: the Sunflower & the Charmander
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FearlessLeader19 
“What do you think, Sunflower? Should we give it a try?” The Wimbourne Wasps gave a sweeping but keen look over the courts of coloured balls and obstacles. The slightly competitive side of him wanted to engage in the game. If his girlfriend was down for it, that is. Charlie did enjoy having such games with her because no matter who won, neither of them got mad about it. Also, Summoner’s Court was not something the young man ever recalled playing so he was curious.
With Keighley agreeing to beat him in a game, a grinning Char stepped up to Monte Bossa to hand over the game vouchers. Then he made his way to the bronze disk. It was tapped and it began to spin rapidly. Around and around it went, eventually slowing down. Before Char knew it, there was an eruption of gold smoke and he was looking at a court on which bouncy blocks stood - the Puffskein Court.
“Okay, this doesn’t seem that challenging,’’ he said to Keighley, though he knew looks were deceiving. “Ladies first.”
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Kolyander "Hmm, what do I think? What do I think?" Keighley pretended to contemplate dramatically, tapping her finger against her lips. "I think you're going down, my sweet sweet Charmander." She laughed softly, her bright blue eyes sparkling as she spun around, her royal blue and yellow dress catching some of the sunshine. A little light competition between the two of them would be a great time and that's what they had come here for today. They would be on even grounds when it came to playing this game too, Summoners Court wasn't a game she was greatly familiar with either.
The young woman followed at the boyfriends side, his hand in hers. There was quite a bit to take in for this game, wasn't there? From the quick spinning bronze disk that chose which court they would play on... And look they got Puffskein!
"We won't know until we try, right?" Keigh gave Char a beaming smile and removed her wand from her wrist holster. "I do believe I'll be going with the red balls if that's alright with you?" She knew he wouldn't mind who used which color. Aiming her wand at one of the cherry red balls she cast Accio. The ball moved across the court and came to a stop in the orange area. "That's not too bad for a first try." It could've been better, it could've been worse.
"It's your turn." Cue the sweet smile.
Gladly accepting the vouchers with an exaggerated bow in which his forehead NEARLY touched his knees (thank you for noticing how nimble he still was at his age), Monte slipped the pieces of paper into the little wooden box provided for such things and sent the couple off with an encouraging round of applause. "
I wish you both a happy Woodcroft Games!" he called out and then rested his chin atop his palms. He had not a single knut nor clue as to what a Charmander was, but it was DARLING and Sunflower ADORABLE.
Very squishable like a fluffy plushie and nay a splint end in sight! Though...perhaps after their match he could interest them both in a coupon for 20% off carbonated head spa treatment because those roots were screaming for some refreshment!
Text Cut: the FEISTY SPICEY duo
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sweetpinkpixie What was a date without a healthy serving of competition? A horrendously boring one, that was for sure. Food, drink, and other obligations of merriment could wait as Sadie approach the summoner's court area hand-in-hand with her boyfriend. She was sure that he was already smirking and being particularly ridiculous with that sideways grin of his since she had yanked him almost immediately in this direction upon their arrival. The Ravenclaw alumna was a woman who knew what she liked and what she did not, what she wanted and what she did not, so it was only natural that she show initiative.
"No blue balls for you," she chortled while handing over their tickets to the flamboyant man and walking with Curtis over to the furthermost court and up on to the platform with several sharp clicks of her heeled boots where she took the position of the blue side. "And we're obviously going with Nundu," she continued while beginning to tap the bronze disk in search of said creature. "Aaaand since I won the last competition...I'll let you set the stakes this time." They really had been getting good use out of that 'kiss the cook' apron thanks to their flirtatious bets.
Also, did he realize that his shirt was missing several buttons again. Of course he did. Of course he did.
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Charely Potter After the amount of time they had spent together, it was no surprise that Curtis' girlfriend, Sadie, knew exactly where his feelings were. The devilish smirk on his lips, what caused it? The feel of her soft and lotioned hands? The way she tugged him with clear directions? The fact that he was here, back near the grounds of the school that he nearly faced expulsion multiple times from? Or all of the above? It didn't take Merlin to figure this one out.
"Nope," Curtis said, "You're an expert on handling the balls here," He could settle on red, even though it was such a Gryffindor colour. One of the eyebrows he inherited from Papa rose. "Oh? Are you that excited to lose?" Sure, she won their last game, but he quite remembered how spectacularly she handled losing on their very first date in the bowling head alley. "That's fine with me, I like setting the stage."
Curtis gave his shoulders a couple rolls to remove any nicks and pops. Before eyeing the court. There were bouncing blocks, swirling vortexes, and a couple of ramps appearing. Ahem. After clearing his throat, Curtis aimed at the red ball, Accio!. Wordlessly pulling it, the sudden jolt took him by surprise before he let go immediately. The ball rolled in the red... stopping at the edge before orange. 10 points. Really?!
Rather than show his disappointment. He stood straighter before turning with a smirk, "You're up next, Queen." Winking.
Another pair of vouchers into the box and this one accompanied by a little hiss in commemoration of the competition heating up. Another pair that could only benefit from a carbonated head spa because HOLY Dumbledore's empty raspberry jam jar...what WERE these two doing? Literally rolling around in dirt. Horrific. Naturally, such things would not be apparent to others but Monte's keen eye and seventh sense was very in tune to such things. In fact, he was not going to wait for after this particular match to hand out the coupons and thus over the shopkeeper strut.
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Greetings and a personalized salutations to you BOTH," he greeted with yet another obnoxious grin while already waving the coupons in front of their faces. "
PARDON the interruption to your match here BUT may I PLEASE offer you both a discount carbonated head spa treatment? Refreshing and revitalizing, you'll practically feel like you've a new head on your shoulders!"
Text Cut: the little DARLING
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Lottiepot If there was any excuse to dress up like your favourite princess then Miss Aurora Ackerly was going to grab it immediately. To be perfectly honest, she had restrained herself by avoiding going full ballgown and instead opting for a peasant dress that somewhat reflected the clothing of the time. She’d spent hours scouring the costume closet in search of pieces to put together, the headband was one of her own as was the bag and she’d asked a friend to transfigure her hair to the full bangs she was currently sporting. She truly did look like Briar Rose had stepped out of her cartoon and was flitting her way around Hogsmeade.
She hadn’t made any prior arrangements for meeting up with anybody so the fifth year arrived alone, swooshing her skirt back and forth as she approached each activity with a look of interpretation. Her magical skills might not have been up to scratch but Aurora was always willing to give anything a go, besides it might have made good revision for her upcoming OWLs to practice. Summoner’s Court was perhaps not the easiest activity to start with but alas it was the first that caught her eye.
Only problem being that she had not thought ahead and grabbed a partner to play with leaving her looking a little like a lost puppy.
..anyone?
Once again being out of the golden loop of youth culture, Monte had nary a clue as to how the darling little blonde was dressed but DID know she had lustrous locks. Perhaps she could do with just a liiiiiiiitle sprinkle of dry conditioner, but the way the sun bounced off her locks certainly did not show too much of a demand for such a thing.
Something else was clearly in demand, however. "
Hello there, darling," he smiled kindly at the young girl. "
Need a partner, do we? Give your good friend and hair extraordinaire Monte juuuuuuuuuuust moment and the odds shall be in your favor." Monte then pressed his wand to his neck to assist with this very important announcement.
"ATTENTION ONE, ATTENTION ALL! This lovely young lady is in need of a cohort to embark on the challenge that is Summoner's Court! Do NOT miss out on this opportunity!"
And he flashed the young girl another of his signature dazzling smiles.
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They'll be along shortly," he winked.
And hopefully someone without split ends because WHAT a tragic pairing that would be.