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Luna Laufghudd · 09-05-2010, 04:14 AM

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos

Insane, eh? Like how? That really sounded quite interesting-er, maybe he shouldn't think like that. For all he knows, she could read minds. O_o
What did she mean uncomfortable...? Why did she say it like that?!?

Oh, WOW. She really can be quite scary. He had half a mind to be difficult and act like this was a regular small talk conversation, saying something along the lines of, 'And you are?'. But no. Not after she gave him that look. It seems that he was in enough trouble already. Darn his curiousity.

50 words?!? Points?!? Oh, darn. If he lost Slytherin points nobody would talk to him. Especially not Monty. Ooohhh noooo, he really didn't think this through.

BAH! TIME LIMITS? OMGOMGOMGOMG.

He broke down.

Dropping to his knees, he was at her feet. "I'M SORRY! I WAS JUST CURIOUS! I wanted to know what would happen, I thought maybe I would grow a beard or age permanently. Although, it seems nothing much has happened. Why the age restrictions, Professor, WHY?!? It only makes me CURIOUS! BUT I DON'T WANT TO LOSE HOUSE POINTS PLEASE DON'T HURT MEEEEE!" He wasn't counting his words, but the way he was rambling he was willing to bet it was more than 50. On the bright side, since he was going so fast there was no doubt it was under thirty seconds.

But as he stared up at the professor he noticed that he seemed to be getting shorter? Or he was shrinking? What was happening?

Unaware of it, Jimbo seemed to be getting...well, fluffier. Feathery. His legs got shorter, getting skinny, growing talons. His arms grew feathers - everything grew feathers. Green feathers. His mouth and nose protruded into a long black beak. When the process was complete, there lay a green bird staring up at Professor Saylen among a pool of Slytherin robes - wearing Jimbo's tie.

Not so excited now, are you?
Her eyebrow rose as Mister Benjamin James Farley seemed to be feeling all kinds of things... Maya was hoping for some panic. That might teach him to think things twice-

WHAT is he doing now?
Sigh. She didn't understand what he was saying...and that was really more than 50 words, wasn't it. Not that Maya had been serious about that part...or the 30 seconds either. But whoa, she had to hand it to him -- he did stick to the time limit.

Maya didn't actually know what else the boy would experience besides the weird transformation of his foot. She had been...hoping, for the good of the boy, that nothing else was going to happen -- that she got him out on time.

But...it was pretty obvious by the time she was looking down at the green bird, that she had not. Sigh.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. "This...is ridiculous." She turned to look around the room. "Who does this bird belong-" Eh. It had been a boy. "Just make sure he doesn't get eaten up by a cat." She spoke to no one in particular. Maybe his friends could help him, or he'd manage to flutter off for help aaaaaaaaaall by himself.

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

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.

She caught sight of another boy, sitting down with a silly face. What was HE looking so happy about?

Maya stepped over the bird and robes and regarded the boy on the bench. "You." Pursing of lips. "You find this amusing?" Oh, he'd better not answer with a positive word.

"Maybe you'd like to join him?" Hmmmm?

09-05-2010, 04:14 AM	#150 (permalink)
Luna Laufghudd Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2008 Posts: 6,692 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maya 'Fiera' Saylen Graduated x5	♪ Golden Badger ♥ clawdia & taylour ♥ Huffie Cappytain ♫ Quote: Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos Insane, eh? Like how? That really sounded quite interesting-er, maybe he shouldn't think like that. For all he knows, she could read minds. O_o What did she mean uncomfortable...? Why did she say it like that?!? Oh, WOW. She really can be quite scary. He had half a mind to be difficult and act like this was a regular small talk conversation, saying something along the lines of, 'And you are?'. But no. Not after she gave him that look. It seems that he was in enough trouble already. Darn his curiousity. 50 words?!? Points?!? Oh, darn. If he lost Slytherin points nobody would talk to him. Especially not Monty. Ooohhh noooo, he really didn't think this through. BAH! TIME LIMITS? OMGOMGOMGOMG. He broke down. Dropping to his knees, he was at her feet. "I'M SORRY! I WAS JUST CURIOUS! I wanted to know what would happen, I thought maybe I would grow a beard or age permanently. Although, it seems nothing much has happened. Why the age restrictions, Professor, WHY?!? It only makes me CURIOUS! BUT I DON'T WANT TO LOSE HOUSE POINTS PLEASE DON'T HURT MEEEEE!" He wasn't counting his words, but the way he was rambling he was willing to bet it was more than 50. On the bright side, since he was going so fast there was no doubt it was under thirty seconds. But as he stared up at the professor he noticed that he seemed to be getting shorter? Or he was shrinking? What was happening? Unaware of it, Jimbo seemed to be getting...well, fluffier. Feathery. His legs got shorter, getting skinny, growing talons. His arms grew feathers - everything grew feathers. Green feathers. His mouth and nose protruded into a long black beak. When the process was complete, there lay a green bird staring up at Professor Saylen among a pool of Slytherin robes - wearing Jimbo's tie. Not so excited now, are you? Her eyebrow rose as Mister Benjamin James Farley seemed to be feeling all kinds of things... Maya was hoping for some panic. That might teach him to think things twice- WHAT is he doing now? Sigh. She didn't understand what he was saying...and that was really more than 50 words, wasn't it. Not that Maya had been serious about that part...or the 30 seconds either. But whoa, she had to hand it to him -- he did stick to the time limit. Maya didn't actually know what else the boy would experience besides the weird transformation of his foot. She had been...hoping, for the good of the boy, that nothing else was going to happen -- that she got him out on time. But...it was pretty obvious by the time she was looking down at the green bird, that she had not. Sigh. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. "This...is ridiculous." She turned to look around the room. "Who does this bird belong-" Eh. It had been a boy. "Just make sure he doesn't get eaten up by a cat." She spoke to no one in particular. Maybe his friends could help him, or he'd manage to flutter off for help aaaaaaaaaall by himself. Quote: Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 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. She caught sight of another boy, sitting down with a silly face. What was HE looking so happy about? Maya stepped over the bird and robes and regarded the boy on the bench. "You." Pursing of lips. "You find this amusing?" Oh, he'd better not answer with a positive word. "Maybe you'd like to join him?" Hmmmm?