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PadfootAndTheWolf · 09-05-2010, 01:13 AM

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos

Tingling? Foot? Yes. He'd had that feeling after a couple seconds within the age line. But he wasn't about to say anything. Nuh uh. He didn't even WANT to look down. Sooo, maybe he'd end up in the hospital wing. At least now he knows what happens when you're underage and cross the age line.

"Tingling? No, nope."

Ahh, now he had to give his name. Christ, now instead of being known as the cupcake lover guy he'd be known as the moronic boy who crossed the age line. Great, yeah. Fabulous. Jimbo the age line crosser.

"Jim-" Er, no. Best not to give his nickname in this situation. Seems like a more...full name thing. "Benjamin James Farley." There. No fake names, no lies. Can't he get any credit for that at least?

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

No?
Maya merely narrowed her eyes at the boy. He might have felt the full impact of the charm had he not been pulled away. "That's good to know. I've heard people can go insane after being exposed to something...like that. The tingling feeling...can get a bit...uncomfortabe after a while." Yeah? Did the boy want to find out if that was true or not?

A transparent foot, however fascinating, was probably best utilized when one could see it. Though now it seemed the charm was wearing off. Good thing for him.

She turned her head a bit, glancing at the age line crosser like a bird -- with one eye towards him. "Benjamin James Farley." A glance towards his House badge now, "Slytherin." See, that house name was easy for her mexican tounge to say. "Explain why you decided to try your luck in 50 words, unless you want me to take points."

Oh and he had "30 seconds." Startiiiiiiiiiing...................... NOW.

Riley had slunk into the room where they had the Goblet of Fire thing they had been told about. He was a bit skeptical of how the thing, like the Sorting Hat, had any authority to pick the champion for each school but he never needed to ask the object directly. He could just silently hate on the old hat for putting him in Gryffindor rather than Slytherin. He still had the nagging feeling he belonged with those more cunning and...sophisticated like him rather than bravery and...brawn?

The Fifth year had spent most of the day exploring the castle, which he easily found was like 7392738 times bigger than Harlesk Institute. Taking a seat on the bench that faced the Cup, Riley stared at it curiously, wishing only slightly that he could enter. He didn't want to do the work, but the extra attention would be nice. He missed it, seeing as he was stuck in public school rather than his private one.

Just then he heard the loud and angry voice of a woman who looked to be a professor yelling at some boy, a slytherin, for trying to enter the tournement underage. HAHA! Riley could be smug, since he wasn't the one in trouble. He scooted closer and could help but grin evily as he watched.

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PadfootAndTheWolf formerly: DanialRadFAN01 Bicorn Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: On SS of course! Posts: 16,988 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kiera Burton x6	Gaga Mafia Monster : MURPHY : Kelvin's SS!BFAM : Roro's Evil Twin : Ravlyndor : Gopher Quote: Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos Tingling? Foot? Yes. He'd had that feeling after a couple seconds within the age line. But he wasn't about to say anything. Nuh uh. He didn't even WANT to look down. Sooo, maybe he'd end up in the hospital wing. At least now he knows what happens when you're underage and cross the age line. "Tingling? No, nope." Ahh, now he had to give his name. Christ, now instead of being known as the cupcake lover guy he'd be known as the moronic boy who crossed the age line. Great, yeah. Fabulous. Jimbo the age line crosser. "Jim-" Er, no. Best not to give his nickname in this situation. Seems like a more...full name thing. "Benjamin James Farley." There. No fake names, no lies. Can't he get any credit for that at least? Quote: Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd No? Maya merely narrowed her eyes at the boy. He might have felt the full impact of the charm had he not been pulled away. *"That's good to know. I've heard people can go insane after being exposed to something...like that. The tingling* feeling...can get a bit...uncomfortabe after a while." Yeah? Did the boy want to find out if that was true or not? A transparent foot, however fascinating, was probably best utilized when one could see it. Though now it seemed the charm was wearing off. Good thing for him. She turned her head a bit, glancing at the age line crosser like a bird -- with one eye towards him. "Benjamin James Farley." A glance towards his House badge now, "Slytherin." See, that house name was easy for her mexican tounge to say. "Explain why you decided to try your luck in 50 words, unless you want me to take points." Oh and he had "30 seconds."** Startiiiiiiiiiing...................... NOW. Riley had slunk into the room where they had the Goblet of Fire thing they had been told about. He was a bit skeptical of how the thing, like the Sorting Hat, had any authority to pick the champion for each school but he never needed to ask the object directly. He could just silently hate on the old hat for putting him in Gryffindor rather than Slytherin. He still had the nagging feeling he belonged with those more cunning and...sophisticated like him rather than bravery and...brawn? The Fifth year had spent most of the day exploring the castle, which he easily found was like 7392738 times bigger than Harlesk Institute. Taking a seat on the bench that faced the Cup, Riley stared at it curiously, wishing only slightly that he could enter. He didn't want to do the work, but the extra attention would be nice. He missed it, seeing as he was stuck in public school rather than his private one. Just then he heard the loud and angry voice of a woman who looked to be a professor yelling at some boy, a slytherin, for trying to enter the tournement underage. HAHA! Riley could be smug, since he wasn't the one in trouble. He scooted closer and could help but grin evily as he watched.