Can I just put a little mark here. Right here. HERE. Just so I, and everyone else, knows that before this point the posts were Term 22 and any QQ after this will be made in Term 23.
That is all : D
FoxFire
08-24-2009 04:37 PM
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Originally Posted by Tammy in DA
Owl. Check.
Books. Check.
Growth Spurt. Not yet checked.
Hehehehehhehehe. I giggled. :D
Obi-Wan K'Lari
08-24-2009 09:21 PM
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Originally Posted by Lowlow
(Post 8537276)
Willie ran out of the store as fast as he could, a stolen goodie or two falling off. He had not only stolen from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, but as well as from other stores. He didn't care though. He just NEEEEEDED to RUUUUN! RUN FOR HIS LIFE! He needed to find some curse breaker, SOMEONE to break this curse! He then felt his eyes tingle and then he had a sudden realization that he might cry. NO. NOO! Willie Crocker does NOT cry! He only cried last year, but that was due to some people making fun of him. He was NOT going to cry over something this stupid!
The boy ran until his scrawny legs were starting to give up on him. He seriously needed to get a trainer or something. Maybe steal a trainer. Steal him from Daphne. She was rich, right? No! No! He shouldnt' steal from Daphne. Maybe he should steal from Varius. YEAH. The kid who gave him the curse!
HE WILL STEAL FROM VARIUS TIPPS! STEAL EVERYTHING CLOSE TO HIS HEARRTTTTTT!
BWAHAHAHAHA
As Willie began to think manically, he didn't realize that with all the running, he was heading towards a wall. He did realize it however when he hit it.
Hard.
:lmao: :rotfl:
ZOMG! Willie Crocker is a thief? The Aparecium ought to hear about this :xd:
emjay
08-28-2009 02:49 AM
Omg, this girl is an amazing RPer... and she had me crying with laughter upon reading this post...
Text Cut: Super-long post!
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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs
(Post 8541547)
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The Ravenclaw girl ran her fingers over the various shades of pinks looking for another fun, yet acceptable color, for they really were much better than the reds and much more flattering. Picking up an extra-glittery pink, Mariel spun around as she heard a somewhat familiar voice at her back. But she was completely unprepared for the sight that awaited her. Surprised at the appearance of a rather short, masked bandit, Mariel's arms shot up defensively sending the lip gloss flying out of her hand and across the store.
However, there had been something familiar about that voice - she knew that timid, little stutter. Slowly lowering her arms, she narrowed her eyes to peer down at girl's covered face. She stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out where she knew her from, wait, was it... "Wesley? Is that you?" Mariel looked at who she was pretty sure to be the young Hufflepuff in confusion before quickly glancing around the store for the thrown lip gloss. Hopefully it hadn't hit anyone. "What are you doing with that scarf around your face?" she asked in a hushed voice. She looked as if she meant to rob the place
Feeling something whiz past her right ear, the Hufflepuff jumped at the sound of glass breaking. Blurry eyes wide and unseeing, Wesley quickly back-pedalled, "Sorry!Sorry!Sorry! Just asking for help! Sorry!" She hadn't realized asking for help made people angry. All the small girl had wanted was to see get something for her skin. Now it looked like she was going to be ugly for life. About to turn around and feel her way out of the shop, Wesley stopped mid-turn as the angry shopper said her voice.
The brunette knew that voice! She had heard it everyday for quite some time this summer. It belonged to only one person. Squinting, Wesley rubbed her now-itching eyes, trying to clear her vision. She could just barely make out a peachy blob circle with brown at the top looking down at her. Oh! She knew that brown! It was the same color of her hair and, and, and the same color of MARIEL'S hair! "Oh! Hi Mariel! Fancy meeting you here!" Wesley said happily in the general direction of the Mariel blob, glad it was her friend and not Dominic the Prefect (he was really nice, but boy, was he TALL). Biting her lip, Wesley tilted her head to the side, trying to figure out why the studious Ravenclaw would be here in Madame Primpernelles. Of all the places for Mariel to be, the 2ed year would have put her money on Flourish and Blotts. Not that Wesley would bet. Mother said betting was bad, and Wesley didn't want Mother to be angry. So she wouldn't bet, she'd just advise the betters. That's all.
Lost in thought, Wesley almost didn't hear Mariel ask why she was wearing her bandanna. Eyes wide, Wesley wondered why Mariel was whispering. Was that mean shopkeeper after her now because she broke all that glass? At least, Wesley thought Mariel had been the one who had thrown that object, even though she couldn't understand why. The 4th year didn't seem like a violent person. Keeping her voice low, Wesley whispered conspiratorially back, "To keep out the bad smell." Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out another scarf, this one grey. The 11-year-old had packed a second one just in case she lost the first. If anything, this Hufflepuff was prepared. Holding it out in Mariel's general direction, Wesley asked quietly, "You want one too?"
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Sarah entered Madame Primpernelle's apprehensively.She had never been in there before,never felt the need to buy beauty products before truth be told.Sure she had tried out her mum's stuff as a little kid,played dress up in her clothes,put on her lipstick.But that was when she was 5,now she was on the verge of becoming 15,with a boyfriend no less,and she wanted to do it right.That didn't make it any less embarrassing.....
Straightening her robes out,Sarah cleared her throat and began working her way through the throng of people,many of whom seemed to be of school age.She wasn't looking for anything imparticular,just whatever caught her eye.She certainly didn't need any of the potions to cure acne,she was lucky in that respect,so far her skin had yet to break out in a gazillion spots during puberty.Her hair,however,was a different matter.That had a habit now of becoming quite dry and limp,something she hated as it was one of her best features,her only good feature she'd tell you.
Spotting a stand with some special shampoo potions on,Sarah made her way over to it,tripping over the bottom of another stand as she went.Losing her balance all she could do was stumble into the girl in front of her,a girl she didn't recognise until she grabbed her shoulder to steady herself.Well it was not the place she expected to find her..... "I'm so sorry,I tripped on the --- Mariel?! Wha- what are you doing in here? I didn't know you used beauty products!" She realised that her voice sounded shocked and accusing,trying to remedy it with a smile Sarah glanced at the stand her friend was in front of,lip gloss.Oh so that's what she was here for.Wonder what shade?
Still smiling like a loon,Sarah then looked down at the girl who Mariel appeared to have been talking to.For some reason she thought she knew them,but half their face was covered with a black cloth.It took several seconds before it dawned on her....it was Wesley!
"Wesley?" she asked,scrunching her face and studying her friend to make sure she was right. "What's with the --- you know,black thing?" Sarah gestured to her own face to reference what she meant.It was a darned odd thing for someone to be wearing in the middle of the summer. "Is everything alright?"
AND THEN, just as she had suspected, the shop owner, angry from years of broken products, ATTACKED MARIEL!!!
"WAHHHHHH!" screamed Wesley, horrified as the Mariel blob was tackled by the shop owner blob.
It was like her worst nightmare. Wesley didn't know what to do. She wanted to run, but she didn't want to leave Mariel. She wanted to protect Mariel, but she didn't want to end up in Azkaban for fighting the owner. What was she supposed to do? Jumping up and down, switching her footing, Wesley panicked. Maybe she could distract the lady so Mariel could run free? Yes, that was it. She just needed to create a diversion. Going to Azkaban seemed inevitable at this point now that it was her second offence. Mother would be so angry. Father would yell. He would yell so loud at her, the door would shake. Wesley didn't like it when he yelled; it was scary. But Mariel would be free, and if Mariel was free then it wouldn't be as scary. Oh- Wesley didn't want to be with the dementors and frightening bad people. She could just imagine herself, lying in the dark cell with only the howling of her fellow inmates to keep her company. She would miss Hogwarts- the cozy badger den and yummy breakfasts. But- but she had to do this!!
Getting ready to throw herself into the selection to her left, Wesley was just starting to crouch for her epic leap into villainy, when the shop lady started apologizing.
Thoroughly confused, Wesley wondered why she was saying sorry. And why her voice sounded so hi- WAIT! She knew that voice! "SARAH!" she exclaimed happily just as her fellow Hufflepuff called her own name. Yes, now that she looked closely, the shop owner blob seemed very Sarah-like. "How ar-" she began, and then stopped as she remembered that if Sarah wasn't the owner that meant that they still hadn't been caught. Lowering her voice to a whisper, she started again, but was cut off as her friend questioned her apparel.
Brow furrowed, Wesley felt slightly hurt. Why did people keep on asking her this? She thought it was obvious. Then, chest puffing up with pride, the Hufflepuff realized that maybe she had invented something new. Feeling especially smart, and eager to share, Wesley whispered, "It's to protect me from the bad air. D'you wan-Oh." She had been about to offer a scarf to Sarah when she realized that there was only two. "Here," she said, taking off her bandanna, and offering it to her older friend, "You can have mi-"
The small girl broke off as she took an involuntary breath. Coughing, her eyes watering, she covered her nose and mouth with her small hands in an attempt to ward off the toxic fumes.
WhittyBitty
08-28-2009 03:30 AM
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
(Post 8553375)
"No," was all Annie growled in the direction of the stalker following them. "Torin Kane if I discover you within twelve feet of me in the next five minutes I will not hesitate to hex your hair off."
That wasn't a threat; it was a promise. Recall the exploding rubbish bin and three tongue-tied students from two terms ago? Yeah, Anastasia R. Bunbury kept her promises.
Torin got served :lol:
krazypenguin
08-28-2009 02:29 PM
Im such a stalker... but really he kills me :lmao:
SPOILER!!: my favorite<3
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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz
(Post 8553248)
Poor Plymouth. It just wasn't his day...
... or Professor Forrestor's, for that matter.
He'd TOLD his mom that he'd chance baby puke... but she'd insisted. And now, Plymouth Glen Morgan, was scarred for life. Unlike some of his peers, he was too shocked to move. So, while everyone hustled and bustled around him, he sat at his table and stared at the floor.
Wonder if I can see thestrals now..., he thought, shutting out the HORROR of what just happened.
....
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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz
(Post 8553318)
"I don't like my ice cream warm," Plymouth explained, but otherwise he was on board. He was glad to have something else to focus on. Granted, a REAL man could stomach the big, limp body of the Professor that always talked over his head and came up with wild stories about SPACE... and Plymouth was sure he could stomach it. After ice cream, he could stomach it.
"I should owl my mum." Yes. When in doubt, owl your mum.
Angie
09-15-2009 01:54 AM
I LOL'd. I did. This kid is precious.
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Originally posted by Xander @ The Ravenclaw Table
Xander looked over towards the girl who was responding to him now. Aww, she looked a little down. Even with those bouncy curls and pretty eyes that she had, there was something wrong. He would have to get to the bottom of this. He slid a little bit down the table to sit in front of her, and leaned on the table with his left arm, placing his head in it and looking at her from an angle.
"Isabella," he said. "You know that's such a pretty name. Isabella Cortella, it just flooows." He flicked his hair to the left again to get the swoop thing going on that he always had going for him. Maybe it would distract her? It seemed like there was a lot on this girl's mind. "Cheer up sunshiiiine. Here, look at the stars. Let's see if we can make animals or words out of them."
He titled his head up to look at the ceiling, and he scrunched his face in thought. There were soo many possibilities for this, since they were endless. "Constellations don't count, either." Just thought he'd mention that. As he scanned the stars, he tried to put some together. "OOOH look. At 104.57 degrees north of Orion, there's a group of stars -- see it? They look like Kazimeriz." Well, he WAS a kind of creature, right? "And then the ones 79.23 degrees south of the Big Dipper. It looks like they spell Issy! Do you see it?"
He looked back down at Issy to see if she was at LEAST trying to crack a smile. There had to be something up his sleeve that would at least make her feel a little better. Even if it meant being crazy and psycho like he normally was. Hmph, if Willow had ANYTHING to sayyy, he would be doing it for a good cause. Even though he had just met Issy.
"What do you see up there?" he asked. "I think your eyes should be up there, they sparkle like the North Star. So bright, so shiny. I'm gonna call you Sunshine from now on."
Oh yes. Go Xander.
Daffy.Potter
09-15-2009 03:20 AM
That girl just doesn't give up, does she? xD
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Originally Posted by Grangerfn1
(Post 8621581)
Becca wasn't sure about this girl. She was... extremely happy. OVERLY excited and joyous, even. But she was as calm as a tortoise compared to Shana! "Lucy - cool. Why... don't I recognize you?" Was Becca really that unobservant these past terms to not notice this girl before? Weird. "Excited is one way of putting it, sure. You?"
In reality, Becca had mixed feelings. It was a new term full of opportunities! There were new students, hopefully some new professors, new boys... New classes she was taking. Yuck. Good thing Potions was still there for her as her excellent subject. Or... was it?
And then. Copernicus is my boyfriend now. Becca STOOD UP. She looked straight at Cela, then Cope, then Plymouth. She stared, looking for... something on his face. Anything. Hurt that she could go comfort, him looking to her and realizing they were truly meant to be...!
Or maybe he would just think she was happy to see him and blow her a kiss or wave like he did to everyone else.
Nixy!
09-16-2009 07:34 PM
its not big headed to quote something you RPed here, is it? :lol:
Ahaa ... I was so imensly impressed by how this happened xD
SPOILER!!: Iris's and Evan's Argument!
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Originally Posted by Jessica94ear
(Post 8626252)
Iris sighed at Aaron's attempt to evidently try to make Evan even more mortified and called over to Fallon "Hi Fallon, You ok?" she asked her friend. Iris noticed that Fallon wasn't paying much attention to her, so she followed Fallon's gaze until she landed on him.
Ahaha! She's STARING AT HIM! Ahaahahaha xD!
Don't be mean. You don't like him though. In FACT, you hate him!
I don't hate him ... Just severly dislike him. So you aren't even gonna say anything about it then?
why would I, if she wants to get sucked into his pretty-boyishlyness, then she can. What if he embarrasses her or is EVIL to her though!
He isn't exactly evil, but I'd be there to help her. Because she is my friend. Fool. O_o Oh no you didn't.
Uh huh.
She was about to say something to Fallon when Evan came over. Hopefully to speak to Fallon.
Iris could have laughed at how he said that. He sounded like a buisness man or something. But the way he said "I'll see Fallon" that really made her want to walk up to him and slap him or something equally unecessary. She then saw her bag on the bench where she and Aaron were sat before. Perfect. She smiled at Aaron and patted his arm reassuringly.
Iris was about to make her way back to where her bag was when she remembered Satine. She hadn't spoken to her at all on the train. She quickly scanned the Ravenclaw table for the purple hair. There she is! She smiled at Aaron and walked over to where Fallon and Evan were talking. "Fallon? Will you keep an eye on my bag for me, please?" she said, not bothering to apologise to Evan for butting into his conversation. She flashed another smile at Aaron and headed over for the Ravenclaw Table. Hopefully Aaron would follow if he had any wits about him today.
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Originally Posted by rubindo
(Post 8626581)
You're stupid, boy. What do you mean, 'I'm stupid.' I thought you were on my side. You just went and APPROACHED Evan.
Isn't it our goal to torture him? No, it's to pretend your dating f he looks at you.
Oh...Crap. Yeah-
I WILL KICK YOUR BUTT!!! FINE!!! LET'S GO THEN!!!
Guys, what's wrong? THIS GUY IS!!! HE THINKS HE'S SMARTER THAN ALL OF US!!! That's because I am. GAAAAAAH!!!!
And you're not ticked at all because... Because he IS smarter than us.
Aaaah, I gotcha.
Aaron was relieved when Evan went over to talk to Fallon. He was still confused about how she could fancy him, but I guess you can't controll who you like. Aaon watched Iris go over to Fallon and Evan. She said something, but Aaron wasn't sure what she said. He then saw Iris head over to the Ravenclaw table. Huh? Why's she going- Aaron snapped his fingers remembering Satine. And he could see the purple haired girl out of everyone. He smiled and followed Iris...
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Originally Posted by Deniiz
(Post 8626717)
Evan looked irritated and heart-broken when Iris came and asked Fallon to look after her bag. He rolled his eyes and coolly said "I'm not a thief, Beamount. You don't have to worry about your bag." He snorted as if he belittled her, though she was already gone to Claw table to hear him. Seriously, what had he done wrong to annoy her so much? He was a nice guy, and he couldn't understand her attidude. He was tired of being polite and friendly, and he'd just let it to the flow, and it was up to her to make peace. He felt that the guy was better though, he just disliked him, not hated.
Still irritated with Iris, he turned back to Fallon. The thought of asking Iris' annoyance with him flashed through his mind, but then he shrugged mentally. He wouldn't talk about Iris, he was with Fallon, and only that mattered now. "I'm fine too, thanks." he said and smiled warmly. "Soo, what have you been up to?" A lame question to ask, but he didn't feel too creative to open up a topic.
He wondered what Lyra was doing or if she watched him and got upset. He looked to her, but she was gone. What? He quickly turned around to see if she was behind him to strike, but she wasn't. Frowning slightly, he scanned the whole table, and his heart sank when he found her. She was with a boy. His insticts told him to go and beat the guy, but he remained calm. If she wanted to talk to him, she'd find him right? So she wanted to be with the other guy now. Hmpf. Her choice. He turned back to Fallon and smiled again. He'd give his full attention to her, because she was worth it.
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Originally Posted by Jessica94ear
(Post 8626779)
Iris had almost gotten to the other end of the slytherin table when she heard Evan talk ... his voice seemed to carry across the hall. Raising an eyebrow, she turned around and made her way back to where Evan and Fallon were sat. As she reached them, she smirked and raised her left eyebrow at him. "We're on last-name basis's now are we, Cartwright? And if we are, at least try to pronounce mine correctly. Its Beaumont." She honestly didn't expect anything less of him ... Typical Scouse - He wouldn't know how to pronounce French names, would he?
She looked at him carefully. "I have very good hearing, Cartwright, but it wasn't you that I was worrying about. Could you not see that my bag was sat on its own, on the opposite side of the table? I don't know half the Slytherins, and I didn't want to leave it unaccompanied. Its a daft thing to do. Especially when you can garantee that half the kids here have Weasley products packed in their pockets." She looked him up and down, beginning to wonder what exactly Fallon could see in the boy.
She then looked at Fallon. Damn. She smiled apologetically to Fallon, "I'll speak to you later Fallon - I'm gonna go catch up with Satine for a bit." She grinned at her and looked at Evan, adding "have ... fun, won't you?" with a smirk and hurried off to the Claw table. There would be now way he wouldbe able to throw something back at her from that comment ... He almost died of shame when he used it on the train.
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Originally Posted by Deniiz
(Post 8626829)
Evan was surprised to hear Iris when he turned back to Fallon once again after his scan through the table. How could she hear? Though Evan wasn't complaining about her perfect ears, he was glad that she heard his meaning. He kept looking at Fallon until she finished.
Oops, he pronounced it wrong, but who cared, right? She understood, everyone else understood, so what was the problem? He shrugged and said "You made me go on the last name basis, Beaumont." His tone was matching her tone. She started it after all, and Evan'd do nothing more than answer her the way she answered him.
Oh, so she didn't worry about him? And she thought he'd buy that? Yeah, like he would. He looked at the bag and saw that Iris was right about it being left alone, but he hadn't missed the meaningful look at him when she told Fallon to be careful. He shrugged and said "Yeah, like you don't put me into that 'half of the Slytherins'." He could go on accusing her, but he didn't want any trouble so he merely snorted, rolled his eyes and turned back. When he looked back she was again gone and he cursed under his breath. She probably didn't hear him again. Nice. He looked like he was talking to himself.
:rotfl: You have no idea how much I wanted to carry that on xD
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23-09-09: This post reaaallly made me giggle:
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Originally Posted by Cassirin
(Post 8643274)
Copernicus exited the Ravenclaw common room, heading down the corridor in search of a light snack. Mmm, stolen food.
What he found was a convention of Slytherins. Wait, what did you call a group of snakes? A... herd?
"Did the dungeons flood again?"
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05-10-09: As did the highlighted bit of this on:
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Originally Posted by rubindo
(Post 8691911)
Aaron sat there drifting off when Iris kind of looked at Fallon in a way that said 'Us. Talk. NOW.' He was going to let go of Iris and suggest going to bed, when Evan came over. He saw Iris look at him like 'don't start anything.'
So he didn't. He just sat there and watched what was going on. He then watched Fallon walk over to talk to some girl. He was about to drift off when Fallon's cat stepped on Aaron on a spot where no cat should step on.
"oof!" he said as the cat walked across him. Aaron then looked down at Iris and said awkwardly, "Well...Um...I'm tired. Maybe we should hit the hay?" he asked letting go of Iris' hand.
Damn...
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21-10-09: Am I the only one who bothers using this thread anymore? Loads of interesting posts have been posted!
LMAO! Professor Perry is crazeh!
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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz
(Post 8743336)
Plymouth Morgan was typically the happiest boy in the whole wide world. BUT BIRDS?? Owls were birds and Plymouth.... was afraid of birds. A lot. So it was with great effort that he made it up to the OWLERY, a place of his nightmares.
He just kind of hovered at the door to take in the scene. Assess the danger from the feathered rats.
Man. How awesome did POOP-Skating look????
Plymouth propped up, crossed his arms, and let himself be COMPLETELY distracted by a Professor that .... was PRETTY AWESOME. "Can we all poop-skate, sir? That's my favorite part of Astronomy. That and dinosaurs." True story.
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Originally Posted by Josef_Perry
(Post 8743388)
He got completely distracted by the boy who mentioned dinosaurs. Clearly DINOSAURS were the best part of Astronomy. Somehow. "EVEN DINOSAURS. And this boy right here has a GREAT idea. Let's warm up for class with a little bit of poop-skating. Extra points if you don't kill any owls!!"
Nicholas Flamel
10-22-2009 06:45 AM
Just found this thread. Looks like fun! For starters, this was pretty funny...
SPOILER!!: Vandals!
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Originally Posted by Pro-Opera Jungian
(Post 8651832)
Lannes walked down the damp dungeon corridors towards the common room. Turning to the door he came upon some graffiti off to the side. In the darkness of the dungeons it was near invisible, but when Lannes grabbed at his wand and said
"Lumos."
the dungeon corridor lit up. The graffiti was rather long actually, and Lannes was shocked to find it in such a nice castle. Drawing closer, he read some of the lines:
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Leroy=awzome
After taking notice of this Lannes mused
"Well apparently Leroy's spelling isn't."
He took out a red pen and then began correcting 'Leroy's' sentence, but just when he finished he would find more. This entire dark section of the wall was covered with it.
"They have run-on sentences, they capitalize everything and their spelling is deplorable! What is this school teaching?"
He then set himself to correct the graffiti, making note of errors and replacing the misspelled words as he lectured on and on to no one.
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Originally Posted by Antarctica!
(Post 8653059)
Humming to herself, Kiri removed the heaviest of her books from her bag and threw them onto her bed. She and Nancy had decided they'd show that boy Lannes around a little today, and Kiri did not want back pains afterwards. As she zipped the bag shut, she reminded herself not to forget about her Arithmancy homework later.
She hurried downstairs and out of the common room. Closing the door and putting on a smile, she turned around. "Alright, Lannes, let's g-..." Uh oh. Lannes was not there, waiting for her. He had run off.
She cursed inwardly. She'd told him what she'd gone to do. It couldn't have taken her more than a few minutes, but no. He was gone. Which was most definitely not a good thing. Kiri had no clue where Nancy was, either. She set off at speed down the corridor.
One corner down, Kiri found him. At least, she was forced to accept she had. It was unlikely she was hallucinating - even though the situation looked utterly bizarre. Lannes was peacefully scribbling away on one of the walls of the corridor. She hurried closer. "What," she hissed, "in the name of Merlin's dyslexic scribe do you think you're doing?"
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
(Post 8653637)
Nancy had dashed down the flight of stairs which lead to the Dungeons, and therefore also their Common Room, to simply throw all your stuff onto her bed in the dormitories before without another glance back if she hadn't just killed somebody by throwing a book at her she ran down into the Common Room again. She was late. Well, duh, obviously. She had been doing her Arithmancy homework, finished it actually, but of course had not looked at the time at all. And now she was late. Late for her and Kiri's showing this Lannes boy around Hogwarts. Hopefully she wouldn't be angry...talking of whom, where was Kiri actually? Or Lannes?
After a few unsuccessful scans around the Common Room in search for either of the two Nancy decided to go look outside in the Dungeon Corridor for them. Maybe they had already started without her. Running a hand through her dark-blonde hair she let her blue eyes wander down the corridor and really, there they were. "Oi! Kiri! Lannes! Sorry I'm late. I was doing my Arithmancy homework and sorta...uhm...forgot the time. So..." Nancy trailed off as she reached the two, her facial expression changing from surprise into a huge frown. "What the heck are you doing?!" Her blue eyes darted back and forth between the writing on the wall and Lannes who was holding a pen in his hand, before turning to stare at Kiri. "What is going on here?!" Please, don't let Kazi come now! They would be in soo much trouble.
Eep!!
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Originally Posted by Pro-Opera Jungian
(Post 8653785)
There was a awkward silence for a minute.
A long minute.
Finally, Lannes responded.
"I'm fixing these Vandal's grammar, what does it look like?"
Lannes looked over and saw Nancy as well. He looked at both of them with his dark blue eyes, completely bewildered why his behavior struck them as odd.
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Originally Posted by Antarctica!
(Post 8653953)
A few years ago, Kiri's parents had taken her along to an art gallery. Lots of strangely-dressed people had stood in little groups and stared at even stranger paintings, installations and sculptures. The art had made no sense at all to her - most of it had appeared to be random dashes of paint on white canvas. Or bent bits of metal.
It seemed to her, however, that one of the picture in that art gallery could have depicted the scene in front of her eyes. A young boy calmly correcting spelling mistakes another person had etched into a blackened stone wall? That sounded about right.
"Lannes," she said to Nancy (how glad Kiri was she was there now) with forced calm, "is, as you can see, correcting spelling mistakes on the wall. I'm, er, not sure why he's doing that, though." She turned and glared at the boy. It didn't help that they were practically the same height - her glare was rather ineffective. "Why are you doing that, Lannes?"
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Originally Posted by Pro-Opera Jungian
(Post 8653992)
The two stared at one another for some time again. Lannes was bewildered why she would be shocked by his actions. He then responded
"Because it is misspelled."
He knew there that his answer wouldn't suffice.
"You see, if we just walk idly by as someone makes a mistake, then they view it as an act of affirmation. Instead, I am merely showing these wretched barbarians that if they wish to be vandals, at least they should honor their pen and spell correctly. Now you understand."
He doubted if they did, or if they understood any of his actions. He thought to himself, wondering, they probably think it's weird that I can't catch a football ball, wait...that's a muggle sport...
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Originally Posted by Antarctica!
(Post 8669818)
The surreal scene would not, apparently, end just yet. Kiri glared at the dark wall as if it was at fault for allowing students to scribble all over it. "Yes, yes," she said testily, "we know it's misspelled. I may not be in Ravenclaw, but even I can tell you it's not 'poofessor', Lannes. The point was... the point is..." She stopped herself, with difficulty, from pinching her arm to make certain she was not dreaming. Why was she discussing misspelled graffiti with this boy? She glanced at Nancy. The girl seemed to be as... confused as Kiri was. Not much help, basically.
"The point is..." A whiff of sulphur reached Kiri's nostrils. Ah, yes. That was what she'd wanted to say. "Look," she said urgently, "you know where we are, right?" Answering her own question, Kiri continued, "We're in the Dungeons. Know what else is here besides Slytherin? The Potions classroom. Professor," her hiss of the S was worthy of a serpent, "Kazimeriz's classroom. If he finds you, you're done for. Nancy and I too, by the way," she added as an unwelcome afterthought.
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
(Post 8672179)
Nancy could only blink at the scene in front of her, with Lannes holding up this red pen obviously scribbling stuff onto one of the Dungeon Corridor walls while Kiri seemed to be just as dumbfounded as she was. This couldn't be real. No, it just couldn't. This had to be a dream. And a bad one that was for sure. A nightmare to be exact. A horrible nightmare. However, giving the thing a name did not lessen the badness of it all. And above all, some part of the 15 year old's brain told her that it was in fact not a nightmare at all but reality. Jeez! What had she done to deserve all this?!
Like in trance Nancy slowly directed her blue eyes at Kiri as the younger girl started to talk in hopes to bring some sense to this whole scene. However, this was not exactly the case. Correcting spelling mistakes?!"You are just correcting spelling mistakes?! Oh, that is just...that is..." Trailing off at a lack of how to go on Nancy gave Lannes an incredulous look as the boy started explaining why he was doing whatever he was doing just like it was perfectly reasonable. Which it was not. Which it was so not. "Oh, Kiri, listen, it's not that bad. He's right. We have to let the poor vandals know that they are suffering from a bad case of Dyslexia." You could harldy miss the sarcastic tone in Nancy's voice as she shook her head in disbelief while continuing staring at Lannes.
Nancy panted slightly as she looked back and forth between Kiri and Lannes, trying hard to not tackle the boy right then. And. It. Was. Hard. Clenching and unclenching her fists she tried to calm down while Kiri started talking again. But her words did not exactly help Nancy calm down. Not at all. Her blue eyes widened as she took in what exactly that meant for them namely a lot of detention, plus probably a lot of lost points for Slytherin. "Get away from that wall RIGHT NOW!" She more like barked at Lannes, her eyes shooting daggers at him. If he didn't follow her orders you could be quite certain she would find some other way to get him away from that wall. And he certainly would not like that.
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Originally Posted by Pro-Opera Jungian
(Post 8672978)
Staring at both of them, Lannes then said the following two words in a perfect and slow pronunciation:
"Pish-Tosh."
"This is simply correcting vandalism, not adding to it, the professor should be fine. I mean, really, look at this, so many contributors. Why, I've read anthologies with less contributors."
Then he resumed his usual speaking manner as he continued, pacing around the corridor.
"Why, I'd wager that this professor of yours is a rather understanding sort, and actually..." he then drew closer to both of them. "I wouldn't e surprised if you see the Slytherin points go up a little higher if he comes upon this scene."
At the end of her outburst and her sarcastic remarks, Lannes stood there, with a mildly confused gaze on her.
"Were those dyslexia comments sarcastic?"
A pause lulled for a moment and he sensed the answer was yes.
"Regardless, I honestly don't know why either of you have any reason to act so maliciously, most the time I hardly make note of your existence."
Lannes was confused by Kiri and Nancy, why they blow up just for someone correcting spelling mistakes. Despite this being such a trivial matter, it was troubling to Lannes, who was muggle born.
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
(Post 8675173)
Pish-Tosh?! Nancy didn't even bother asking the boy what exactly it was he was talking about. It didn't matter after all. Because something told her that he was crazy. Completely, utterly crazy. And he so didn't get the whole situation. How dangerous this whole thing could be or probably already was. For all three of them. "I...uhm...you...Kiri?!" The 15 year old half-shrieked her friend's name in the end, looking at her, the panic obvious in her eyes, for help with this boy. Because, seriously, right now, she was at a lack of what to say. This was just too ridiculous.
...and he really had the nerves to actually ask her if there might have been a hint of sarcasm in her voice there. Still panting rather heavily after her little outburst Nancy simply stared at the boy for a few moments in disbelief. Turning on the spot once she really had no idea how to proceed or how to reply to his questions so the only thing she ended up saying, no, more like shrieking, was "Jeez!" Then after a few more deep breaths she added gulping once or twice, "You have no idea...you really don't. If Kazi finds you here. If he finds us here, we're...we're..." Dead? "You have no idea what he will do. Can you imagine how this must look to him?! This whole writing on the wall and You. Holding. A. Pen!" She emphasized each of her last words so maybe now he would get what he had gotten himself into.
Maybe. Okay, probably not.
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Originally Posted by Antarctica!
(Post 8681443)
"He is not the understanding sort," Kiri hissed. "And stop walking around like that. I don't like being lectured." She crossed her arms huffily and listened to Nancy, but both of them could have been talking to the stone wall because Lannes simply did not get it. Unless, of course, it was Nancy and Kiri who didn't get it - but what was there not to understand? People were not supposed to write on walls, of course, but Kiri wasn't sure that correcting their spelling was any better. It was still scribbling around on a defenceless (even at Hogwarts) wall.
"'Correcting vandalism'," she said, unfolding her arms and making ridiculously hyperbolic quote signs in the air with her fingers, "would mean cleaning this wall. Actually, I think that could be what we'd be forced to do if Professor Kazimeriz happens to find out. It'd be every wall in the entire castle, of course." Kiri snorted. "Why are we even discussing this? Stop correcting the stupid mistakes. Oh," she added as an afterthought, replaying the boy's comments in her head, "and if you seriously think there's any way we would get additional points for this, I'll have to admit you're the best deadpan comedian I've ever seen."
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Originally Posted by Pro-Opera Jungian
(Post 8683369)
OOC: I've been out of the town for a while, but now I'm back :)
"Ah" Lannes said in perfect pronunciation, then stopped and stared at the two for a minute. Finally he realized that they were waiting for a response.
"Oh," he said pretentiously, "So that is your point? Very well then, I'll stop, though I honestly don't get your reasoning, mainly due to the fact that authority is punishment, not a cause. Regardless, if you want me to cease writing on walls I shall. So then I suppose we shall leave..." then in an instant he grabbed out the pen and signed on the wall
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Vandalism brought to you by Kiri Starstalker, grammar editing brought to you by Nancy Hudonson
Throwing the pen up in the air he stood back and shouted over-dramatically
"Ahaha! I struck a blow for justice! No one can silence my pen!"
Then he ran down the corridor, cheering nebulous shouts of triumph in foreign languages.
Ok... it's kinda long. But funny!
Felixir
10-22-2009 03:38 PM
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Originally Posted by Harmonizer
(Post 8747361)
Samson was right? Hahaha. HE WAS RIGHT. Nyaaah.
Ahem. Anyway. He watched the strange, poo-covered professor with fascination as he just stood by the doorway, away from the poop and glowering owls that weren't in favor of the disturbance of their home. Then, the professor offered his fist for a fist bump. Yes, Samson would have taken up that offer - he even raised his fist - but then quickly thought against it because of the poop. No, he was staying clean no matter what.
And then. And then. WOOSH. Toilet paper came rushing in through all the windows and openings of the Owlery from Merlin knew where. He had to duck and jump a few times to avoid the onslaught of white loorolls being summoned towards the professor, knocking over a few owl stands, even passing by some very angrily hooting and screeching owls. What a riot this was turning out to be, even more so that they were using toilet freaking paper as telescopes. This would be... interesting.
Samson proceeded to unroll two rolls of toilet paper at the same time shaking them vigorously off their cardboard tubes. WHEEE. By the time he was done, the toilet paper was up to his knees, and he started meshing them together to make a very sorry excuse for a telescope. It didn't even want to stand up. But it was... acceptable. Aww. What a waste of toilet paper.
He was sure that someone, somewhere, was sitting in the loo, in shock, because the toilet paper flew right out of his or her clutches. Mwaha.
The last line man. The. Last. Line.
RachieRu
10-28-2009 06:41 PM
This homework....is full of awesome!
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Sending a student to the Hospital Wing she expected. What with the dangerous creatures around and all, who wouldn't expect an injury every now and again. But puking up fake Mooncalf dung was just too much. Feeling utterly exasperated, the professor walked out of the cornstalks and called for the students' attention. "That's enough for tonight, class. For your homework, I'd like each of you to deliver the mooncalf dung you've collected to Professor Bunbury as your gift to her. For extra credit, add a ribbon and a lovely poem, telling her why she deserves poo." Iliana smiled. It was a deliberate, malicious smile. Oh yes, Annie would surely love her gifts. It was good to keep your friends close and EVIL, psychotic, red-heads closer.
FoxFire
11-15-2009 06:23 PM
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Originally Posted by The AMAzing
Discreetly, Daphne sort of rubbed her nose against Plymouth's sleeve. Just in case she did have something or the other over/around her nose area. "I am, by no means, some kind of deer, Plymouth. I don't even fly."
Obviously.
*gigglesnort*
Reindeer! XD :lmao:
BanaBatGirl
11-23-2009 05:42 AM
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana
(Post 8845197)
"Merlin Me!" LouAnn whispered to herself. She'd been tarred and confetti'ed, and therefore was still walking around the classroom looking like a chocolate cupcake overly decorated with sprinkles. Only, she wasn't a very tasty cupcake. She imagined herself to smell like a mixture between grease and...paper. She couldn't be quite sure, though, because the tar had caused her to lose a bit of her senses a few minutes ago.
Speaking of which, she really ought to consider scourgify soon. Just one more box, though...one more box. LouAnn aimed her wand towards a box not too far away and shouted out the incantation. "Confringo!" she exclaimed. When nothing happened, she turned her head to see if she could spot Professor Lawson somewhere in the room. Maybe she'd done something wrong. Or maybe this box was just...different somehow.
A second later, though, a huge gust of water slammed into the back of her head, knocking her right off her feet. Her eyes grew so wide with fear that it gave the impression one of them was a tad bit larger than the other. It was only the perspective, though...or so one would hope. As she gasped, her mouth sort of twisted a bit, taking on a rhombus-type appearance more than anything.
When LouAnn finally landed, she was definitely no longer a chocolate cupcake overly decorated with sprinkles. She looked more like a drenched animal or something. "Merlin Me!" she said again. She shook her head in awe just before casting a spell to dry her clothes. This boxes...were dangerous!
OOC: Okay, for the record, the third paragraph was specifically written for someone. Just overlook the craziness, please. :P
And Anna Bonana described it perfectly. Mad props to that girl's RP skillz. :D
Holmesian Feline
12-10-2009 02:33 AM
Because I enjoyed Rping it and it gives a laugh
The Imperilized A Team and their stalkers
SPOILER!!: Lonnnng
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
(Post 8783866)
Poking her head out into the corridor from the Ravenclaw common room, Adrienne looked both directions before finally stepping out of the room. As she had pretty much expected, it was deserted. But then, it was late at night, and she knew most people were asleep. At least, everyone who didn't have a mission to accomplish.
Her slippers making no noise on the floor, she turned around to make sure her share of boxes were all behind her in the corridor before counting them and then carefully using her wand to set them on the ground. She was going to have to wait for Ainsley and the rest of the boxes and then they were going to have to get down to Lupa's office. She may as well be comfortable in the meantime. Sitting on the stack of boxes, she wrapped her blue robe tighter around her pajama-clad form and looked down the corridor at the Gryffindor common room. Hopefully she'd come soon, so they could get this done and then get back safely.
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Originally Posted by Macavity
(Post 8784800)
Ainsley finally made her way out of her own common room, it having been a close call with one of her yearmates having taken a long time to fall asleep. charming her own bunch of boxes to move with her, the girl walked passed the sleeping fat lady towards the Ravenclaw common room, relaxing a bit when she saw her companion sitting there amongst the rest of them.
"I swear those Slytherins had it much easier," she mused quietly with a smile and a shake of her head as she came up beside the other girl. "Ready?" she asked not sure of what else to say as they prepared for their next part.
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Originally Posted by LadyNerd
(Post 8785305)
This was taking WAYYYYYYYYYYY too long. Both Fia and Miles wanted to know what seemed to be in the boxes that both Mercer and the Slytherin girl were carrying. They witnessed them leave the Great Hall with boxes and well...when there were nosy kids, they were going to wait for an answer. They decided to wait out of the way of anyone's eyes and watch the Ravenclaw common room door, but it seemed FiFi was now out past her bedtime. She yawned silently and closed her eyes.
Fia was almost asleep, when she heard the door to the common room open again. She slowly opened her eyes as she was afraid that it was someone else that was of no importance to her at the moment, but she was wrong. Quietly, she nudged Miles next to her to let him know that Mercer was in site...and with the right footwear on. NO HEELS!
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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun
(Post 8785386)
Miles sat on the Room of Requirement floor trying to stay awake. Trying...being the operative word. With a yawn he leaned against a wall and started dozing off waking at every little noise that might've been the door to his common room. His eyes drifted closed again and he found himself drifting further to sleep every so often a noise would seep into his dream like state and he mentally groaned. Didn't people know he was trying to sleep!!
Just as it seemed he would finally get some sleep he felt an elbow in his ribs and he sat up swiftly. "What was that for?" Oh right they were watching. No...they had found. Squeezing open the door slightly more he looked out and hid a chuckle as he saw shoe girl without the shoes. Wait...who was that with her? Now this is getting more and more interesting. Looking at Fia he nodded his head toward her indicating that when they moved they should follow.
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Originally Posted by LadyNerd
(Post 8785528)
"Shhhhhhhhh," Fia quieted Miles down as he woke up. She gave him a stern look until he figured out what was going on and then at that point, she couldn't help but giggle. If there was one thing, he was MOODY if and when someone waking him up! WOWWW!
And then she looked back to the other girl who was moving and seemed to be waiting on Mercer, Shoe Girl. She turned to Miles and whispered ever so quietly, "You think they are about to leave?"
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
(Post 8786061)
Adrienne had been starting to wonder if she was going to have to wait all night, and then abandon the plan for another day. Seeing as they couldn't very well accomplish it during the day. But then finally she saw movement from the Gryffindor common room entrance, and tensed a little until Ainsley spoke, thereby verifying it was her. "I totally agree, but then they also can't have had as much excitement in getting to where they needed to go," she said in a low voice, accompanied by an odd smirk as the thought of what they were about to do crossed her mind again. Standing up again, she made sure she was ready to levitate the boxes again before returning her gaze to her co-conspirator. "Of course. Let's get this done and back to our dorms before anyone can see us," she replied, still in a low voice, as she recast her spell and the boxes started to float behind her before she shifted so they would precede her down the stairwell. The quicker they could finish, the more likely it was they'd be able to evade suspicion. Which of course was part of the whole plan. They couldn't do what Copernicus asked if they were in detention, or at least it would be ten times harder. If they even just got detention.
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Originally Posted by Macavity
(Post 8786071)
"Very true," Ainsley answered back as quietly and low as her companion had both girls unaware of watchers. She nodded as the older girl's words knowing it would be best for reasons other then the obvious of avoiding trouble. They had a duty to go through with and it was best left done before others realised what was happening. Making sure that her boxes were still all floating behind her, the Gryffindor followed Adrienne as they moved down the hall and worked down the stairs they needed to go to their destination.
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Originally Posted by LadyNerd
(Post 8788813)
Fia's eyes widened as she stayed as still as she could. Her fingers grasped a part of Miles' shirt as she was more than excited at this very moment. The question was, what was in the boxes and where were they going, andddddddddddd...why were they hiding? She would definitely have to thank Miles for paying close attention to Mercer. Quickly as the girls made their wait down the hallway, Fia waited until they were out of hearing distance and began to follow them, making sure to keep Miles right behind her.
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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun
(Post 8788847)
Miles looked at Fia as she shushed him and stuck his tongue out at her childishly. Looking back at the two shifty girls in the hall he looked at them curiously. What were they up to with all those boxes... "Well I don't think they're going to stand there holding those..." he said before they were on the move.
Pushing himself up with a yawn he followed behind Fia as they followed them to wherever they were going.
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
(Post 8786104)
Arriving at their destination, having used only the faint light that had filtered through the windows to find their way down the two flights of stairs, Adrienne let her boxes float down to the floor a little way away from the door to Professor Lupa's office, feeling grateful they'd gotten there in one piece, and hadn't fallen down the stairs or anything. That would have been bad. Through the haze clouding her mind, she also was thankful it seemed the school ghosts were all elsewhere too. The less possibilities of being seen, the more impact their actions would make when they were seen the next morning.
Turning to Ainsley, she nodded slightly as she made sure they both had gotten their boxes to the office, then spoke in a whisper. "Okay, let's start stacking." Creeping over to her boxes, still making no noise with her movements, she murmured a few spells before picking the first box up and heading to the door. Placing it squarely in front of said door, she made sure it seemed the spells would hold, then went back for the next one, alternating with Ainsley as they steadily continued barricading.
ooc: Check out the Slytherin HoH's office thread for exact details as to what they are doing. ;P
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Originally Posted by SeerCassandraTrelawney
(Post 8786190)
Alessia was sitting on the fluffy, working on her next romance novel, when she smelled something yummy... Like cookies... but not really. She stood and walked towards the door. The smell was divine. Like a cookie and meat... or something... divine.
No No... she was on a diet... the smell would soon be gone... wouldn't it? It's not like she was by the kitchens... it was probably some student passing by with something yummy in their hands. Finish your book Less, she thought to herself.
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Originally Posted by Macavity
(Post 8789979)
Reaching the fifth floor safely, Ainsley inwardly sighed in relief that no one seemed to have spotted them and they and their packages had all made it without falling on their faces especially with the staircases the way they were. "Right," she replied setting the floating boxes in her care down near the others before she started working on her own stacking taking turns and alternating with Adrienne.
As she worked the Gryffindor set the spells like the older girl did insuring that the wall of boxes would stay steadily in place like they were supposed to. Eventually after some time they both came to the last of the boxes, the office door well and securly blocked by the numerous spelled boxes and the girls finally stood back quietly to admire their work.
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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun
(Post 8790562)
Miles' need to get closer won out and ignoring Fia's hand on his shirt he crawled forward behind the bench and watched as the stacked box after box on top of each other and in front of the door. Frowning slightly he stared at what they were doing. Wait...wasn't that a professor's office? Looking puzzled he watched them work and inched forward even more until he was barely hidden by the bench.
Seeing the Gryffindor put the last box up he tried to back up but his hand slipped causing to fall onto the floor and his wand to fall out of his pocket with a slight clatter. Grabbing his wand quickly he gave up pretenses and stood up with his wand in his hand. "So....what are you two up to?" Fia was going to kill him. Please stay hidden.
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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr
(Post 8791103)
What in the name of...?
Moving up closer to the peeeeeople, Jake cleared his throat. "WHADARYOUDOING?!" he asked, voice loud and abrupt, doing his best to pretend he was a teacher. Then he frowned a little. "I've been waiting to see Lupa..."
Pshhh. Rude people.
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
(Post 8791306)
As the wall of boxes steadily grew, it was getting more difficult for her and Ainsley to set the next boxes up. Eventually, after Adrienne got tired of trying to stand on her tiptoes, she started levitating her boxes and carefully setting them down. It tested her skills, but she was fairly ertain she could still manage it. And she had been keeping an eye on Ainsley as well, since she wanted to make sure the younger girl wasn't having any problems. Or at least any problems other than the same ones she was.
At one point she thought she heard movement inside the office, when the wall was just over her head in height, but since nothing else happened, she continued stacking, almost single-minded in her purpose. And, sooner than she would have expected, the wall was complete. Joining Ainsley in standing back to admire it, she jumped a little as she heard a faint clatter.
"Miles?!?!," she said in a stage whisper as she turned to see the younger Ravenclaw standing there with his wand, and then she wrapped her robe around her again protectively. "Nothing," she said evasively in response to his question. "What are you doing down here right now? And where's Fia?" His appearance had cleared up some of the pleasant haziness in her mind, but she still instinctively knew she had to get out of the situation before anyone else caught them. At least Miles could most likely be convinced not to say anything, even though she didn't know his stance on werewolves.
But then another voice broke into their predicament, and she jumped even more before her head swiveled to find out who was yelling. How is it we managed to get down here at this hour without anyone appearing, but now they're showing up out of nowhere?, she mentally complained, before her blue eyes took in the figure of Jake Upstead. Blinking, she glanced around as she realized how strange this all had to look, and then wondered if Reese and Kiri had had this many problems with their half of the plan. Probably not. "Um . . .," she said in response to the Hufflepuff's statement that he had been waiting to see Lupa. She really wasn't sure what to say.
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Originally Posted by Macavity
(Post 8791383)
Ainsley froze as she heard something fall to the floor, hoping it had come from her companion but then she foolishly realised it had come from the opposite direction. Turning as Adrienne spoke identifing the student she didn't know, she blinked as if trying to clear her vision or in this case her mind.
Letting the other girl talk, the Gryffindor tried to think of something but was interupted from her thoughts by another voice casing Ainsley to jump with her companion. Great way to show you belong in your house, she mentally berated herself as she worked on calming her breathing. As Adrienne started to say something and broke off, she exchanged quick glances with the other girl before looking back at the boy she had seen around but never really met. "She's probably not here," she replied, the words coming to mind and out before she could think really.
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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun
(Post 8791944)
Miles looked past shoe girl as she seemed to try to hide what she was doing and a small smirk played on his face. Did she really think he hadn't watched the whole thing? Leaning casually against the wall he shrugged not about to give up his girlfriend and best friends position, "I'm not sure. What're YOU doing down here right now?" That was the question. At least he wasn't up to anything tricky or suspicious.
Well...mostly...following two girls down to watch them do whatever they were doing would probably be considered suspicious by most.
Then everything happened fast and he turned to find some strange Huffie yelling at his fellow house member and the Gryffindor. Thinking quickly he moved next to shoe girl he looked at the Huffie. Where did he come from anyway? Whatever.
"Now the question my fine fellow is what are you doing so far away from home?" Glancing past the boys shoulder he tried to relay a message to Fia for her to just stay put and not say a word wondering only slightly how cool it would be to have mind reading abilities. Later...
Leaning casually against the wall again he looked at the Huffie and then down at his watch, "Waiting for professor Lupa? At this hour?" Raising an eloquent eyebrow he looked at shoe girl and then at the Gryffindor. Hmm...
"As a matter of fact the Gryffindor is right, Lupa isn't in there. So...it appears your undoubtedly tireless efforts to sneak up from the Hufflepuff dorms here is a waste. Ahhh such a shame." Studying the boy curiously for a moment he turned to the two girls with a wide grin, "Thanks ladies I think that's it I'm sure you're both tired so just head on up to bed. I appreciate your help in bringing the rest of my boxes down and helping me," he said putting a slight emphasis for their benefit on the my. With a nod of his head down the corridor he looked at the two girls again thinking how cool it would be for mind reading abilities. If he got busted they'd owe him later for this. Simple. But this Huffie looked like a squealer and if only one got in trouble the better.
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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr
(Post 8794136)
Crossing his arms across his chest, Jake puffed himself up a bit. Being short had its downsides.
Haha.
"IIIIIII haven't sn-snuck up fuh-from anywh-where," he said bitterly, frowning at the guy. "I'll huh-have you kn-know..."
Okay, so, it probably would have sounded a teeeeeeny bit more epic without the stutter. "I've buh-been sssssittin' here ages."
BURRRRRRN.
Jake continued to eye them all and scowled. She better be there. This is important. "What the huh-huh-heck are you d-doing?" the boy repeated, looking... none too happy.
BUT
Butttttt
But.
But it looked like Jake wasn't getting an answer, and he was farrrrr too tired to push it, so he looked once more at each student, frowned, shrugged, and turned away.
And left... quietly.
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
(Post 8794741)
Adrienne had pretty much trailed off into silence, her mind unable to come up with a good excuse as to what exactly they were doing on the fifth floor in the middle of the night. Grateful that Ainsley had at least had the presence of mind to answer Jake's question, and thinking that at least they had finished the plan before all of this had happened, she turned to glance at the Gryffindor girl. The thought about how she'd heard something inside the office while they had still been stacking flitted through her mind, but at this point the spells had all been cast and she wasn't exactly certain of the counterspells. It was in other people's hands now, even if she had felt the need to undo everything. Besides, Lupa was a werewolf, and they were just trying to make their thoughts known.
A tiny voice popped up in her head reminding her that they weren't exactly her thoughts, and that at the beginning of term she hadn't had any problems with Professor Lupa or the headmaster, but it was pushed back by something else in her head and she blinked. And then Miles had shifted over to stand next to her and her blue eyes went to him in surprise. "What?," she said faintly as he started speaking to Jake, and then her housemate was looking at her and Ainsley. Carefully making her expression innocent, she waited until he turned back to Jake before shooting a worried galnce at Ainsley. "We need to get out of here," she mouthed wordlessly at the Gryffindor before turning back seconds before the attention was back on her. "Your . . .?," she said as Miles spoke, before snapping her mouth shut as she realized the younger boy was covering for them for some reason. "Of course," she said then, smoothly changing her tone to a less confused one as she also sent out a tendril of her ability, simply to try and decipher what he was doing. "It was no problem," she continued slowly, as she determined he wasn't about to blackmail them. At least not now. And Jake had given up for now, and she turned back to watch him leave. She thought she could handle Miles, and Fia, since something (other than her perfunctory search) told her the younger boy was lying when he'd answered that he hadn't known where the Huffie girl was, but Jake was another story. He was a wild card.
But at least they had an out for now, seeing as Miles had given it to them moments before. "I think we will head back to bed," she said, nodding in Ainsley's direction. "Come on. I'll walk you to your common room." At least Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were both in the towers. Made things easier. Reaching a hand out toward the younger girl, she headed toward the stairwell, her free arm still wrapped around her midsection, holding her robe around her pajama-clad form.
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Originally Posted by Macavity
(Post 8796068)
"Umm...you're welcome," Ainsley replied as she heard the Ravenclaw boy...Miles, she remembered from Adrienne's words of introduction, claim the boxes they had placed as his own. In essence covering their backs should Jake or any other people caught on to their involvement and it caught her by surprise. Seeing her companion recover and go with the flow she opted to follow along with the older students.
Glancing again at her partner in crime, she caught the other girl's mouthed words and nodded ever so slightly showing she understood. "Yeah we probably should," Ainsley echoed in agreement bringing all three of them on the same page to make their stories the same. She took the Ravenclaw's offered hand and proceeded to follow Adrienne towards the stairs to head back the way she came.
Maxilocks
12-29-2009 08:01 PM
Kids with HUGE egos.
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Originally Posted by RaRaRachieee
(Post 8966740)
Her eyes widened as she looked at Dylan. He was breaking up with her. "What." Just wait a minute. "You can't break up with me. I'm a McKenna" and McKenna's never got dumped. She glanced at Xander, dropping his hand.
"Fine then Dylan. But I am breaking up with you"
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Originally Posted by Super Spaz
(Post 8966770)
"You can't break up with me. I already broke up with you," Dylan frowned. How dare she try and break up with him. "I don't care who you are. I am a Denver. You cannot break up with me."
Egyptian_Blue
01-10-2010 11:02 PM
Maybe not the most hilarious, but I thought this was quite brilliant. Editing has been done.
SPOILER!!: Professor Duskurk
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Originally Posted by Thomas_Duskurk
(Post 9009354)
With that, he finished one side of the table and then started his stalker thing on the other side.
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Originally Posted by Super Spaz
(Post 9009455)
Dude! This guy looked cool. "Sup," he smiled, "What you teach around here?"
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Originally Posted by Thomas_Duskurk
(Post 9009354)
He glared at this child who seemed to have an unfortunate speech impediment. 'Sup'?
"The proper form of address is, 'Good evening, Professor. May I inquire as to what subject you teach?' and then perhaps I would respond," Professor Duskurk said and moved on.
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Originally Posted by Thomas_Duskurk
(Post 9009354)
"Detention for you two. Report to my office tomorrow," he said pointing at the two rude ones (Super Spaz and ZappyZoe). "And perhaps next time you will keep civil tongues. I suggest you take your housemates' advice and lear some respect."
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Originally Posted by Super Spaz
(Post 9010672)
"Your office tomorrow Sir? Now which one would that be. Since you did not tell me which subject you would be teaching," Dylan smiled, "I would be glad to serve a detention with you."
More references to Professor Duskurk:
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Originally Posted by Super Spaz
(Post 9010839)
"I like it. Professor Happy he shall be," Dylan chuckled. "I think a detention with Mr Sunshine would be fun. Alone would be fun too. He might try and gouge an eye out or something."
_ _ _ _ _
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Originally Posted by firenjen
(Post 9010902)
Lucille looked at the scary boy with the potatos. They looked good.
"Oi!" she yelled at him. "Chuck us a potato!" She cupped her hands ready to catch.
Though how she was going to catch mashed potatos, she didnt know.
Hmm. Best just try it and see.
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Originally Posted by Vinegar Tom
(Post 9010998)
Chaucer looked around for a moment as though a strange voice had whispered in his ear. It sounded like it wanted a potato 'chucked' at it. Huh, what a curious place this was. But where would he find a potato in this place? A banquet was no place for an unprepared -... it couldn't be this messenger from beyond, this mysterious muse, wants me to toss some of the mash? Now that is a 'devil on the shoulder' idea if I ever heard one. Not quite convinced of his own inner ramblings, Chaucer's grey eyes continued to dart about the table. It was almost a pity that the voice was not disembodied - it would have made for an excellent journal entry.
"Are you daft woman? How does one toss mashed potatoes? Why should I even toss a full potato? This is a banquet not a cafeteria in a poorly funded school!" He stared at the bunch of potatoes ahead of him, once again not entirely convinced that it somehow could be done with a certain finesse. Why handing the bowl down didn't occur to him was a mystery.
Instead, he put a bunch down on a clean napkin, which he then proceeded to tie as elegantly as he could. When he was satisfied, he called "Well, catch then!" and gave a light toss of the parcel.
People were so strange here.
Ameh
01-13-2010 10:06 AM
Because... what's better than Daphne? NOTHING, that's what. Here, we find her mourning, declaring that her feet have gotten bigger, throwing a tantrum, and calling Raiden a stud? ((lol I wasn't gonna QQ it but Tegz said I should. :xd:))
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020271)
She wanted Raiden to take it back! She didn't want to have to watch girls go all crazy over Raiden! It was embarrassing! It was soooo uncomfortable! "You don't need to pose with stupid brooms!" she whined, stomping the floor. "Or hold auditions, you're already a stud."
Blink.
Text Cut: It's a lot but it made me GIGGLE.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9019750)
There was nothing much she could do but stare at the obnoxiously empty hourglass. Inside it hovered a magical MINUS sign in a scorching red magical electricity. How her house had ended up losing points so early she had no idea.
So, she stared at it some more before reaching out to hug the giant crystal.
Poor, poor, poor Godric Gryffindor. There was only so much she could do for his name.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9019789)
It was easier to wander the lower floors, Raiden had realised. Closer to the common room, the kitchen was down here as well, and the grounds were just out the doors, had he a need to go for a walk or escape from anyone. And... he was paranoid about the need to escape today.
Cela and Neptune made him squirmy. For only slightly different reasons. He wasn't sure when Cela planned to take action on her little... plan... And well... Neptune. Was Neptune.
It was because of his wandering around the lower floors that he found... Daphne. Hugging the Gryffindor Hourglass. Raiden had always been one for hugs, but... well Daphne wasn't much for them, and he'd never seen her cuddling an inanimate object before.
"Daphne?" he asked, head tilting to the side as he stopped just behind her. Staring. "What are you doing?"
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9019817)
How supremely embarrassing was it? The Gryffindor house long ago had lost its popularity. Harry Potter probably didn't really impress anyone now days as much as it used to and...they were in the negatives.
Poor, poor, poor Godric Gryffindor.
A familar voice invaded her eardrums and Daphne tightened her grip on the hourglass slightly. "I'm mourning the decline of Gryffindor. What's it to you?"
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9019842)
Mourning the decline of Gryffindor? Hadn't they won last term? Raiden was decidedly confused.
"Uhm... okay... then..." he patted her shoulder awkwardly. Comforting? Probably not very. But... well he couldn't think of anything else to really do. "I'm sure it's not that bad. You did well last term, didn't you."
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway.
"How have you been, Daphne?" Since... the compartment and stuff, you know. Which probably hadn't been long enough ago that he should be asking how she was. Heh.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9019854)
As soon as his hand made contact with her body, Daphne immediately straightened up. First, she scolded the hourglass for being empty. Then she scolded Raiden by touching her so abruptly. By the power of glaring.
"What does one term count when we just started and there's a big magical minus in there!" she finished, pointing at the hourglass. Taking a deep breath, Daphne rubbed one red cheek furiously. "Do you really need to ask that question? I think it's more important to know how you've been. Busy little man you."
With avoiding/courting new lady friends hehehe and Prefect duties and...things.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9019935)
Yikes. Daphne could still glare really well. Raiden bit his bottom lip, torn between taking a step back and looking chastised, and laughing. Because... it was so silly to see Daphne glare like that, for some reason.
"We have one too, you know." He pointed at the Slytherin hourglass, guiltily wondering what had happened for them to have lost points already. He hadn't even asked anyone. Bad prefect! "Give it a few hours, it'll go back up."
Because... that was how it worked. People lost points, and then others made them up! Yes indeed.
Him? Why did... oh.
"I've been well." Well was the only real way to put it. He'd been clung to and patted and snuggled and all that happy stuff, which wasn't usually a bad thing. But it was uncomfortable lately, what with the fact that he did not KNOW Neptune Bott well. "...busy. And stuff."
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9019955)
"Your answer is unsatisfactory," stated Daphne with a wrinkle of her nose. Shyly, she reached out and brushed off dirt from Raiden's shoulder. At the very least, it looked like dirt to her. Could have been dandruff or cat hair or something like that. Ew.
She wiped her hand against her school robes.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020018)
"Of course it is." Raiden couldn't not laugh this time. Her reply, coupled with the nose wrinkling and topped off by her... brushing off of his robes, just... it felt so much more normal than anything had for the last few days. Goodness, he was grateful for that.
Daphne only made him twitchy when she tried to jump from windows. And since they were on the ground floor right now, that wasn't an issue! Yay.
"Merlin, you will never know how much I like being around you, Daphne," Raiden mumbled, grinning. She didn't freak him out or ANYTHING most times, it was really just awesome.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020050)
Tilting her head back a bit, Daphne raised a sole brow. He was laughing.
At her? Brow stuck up there in a perpetual sign of annoyance, Daphne ignored the scalding heat all over her face. "For some reason," she spoke in a mumble too, but pointing at Raiden as if she suspected him of something. "I feel like there's an underlying statement in there somewhere. I'm going to be indifferent about this for now because I like you."
She'd make her ruling later and decide whether she liked that Raiden liked being around her or not.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020071)
Aaaaaaand now she looked annoyed. Oh Daphne. Raiden almost laughed again. Whyyyy did she look at him like that. Hadn't she made the same face at him in Diagon Alley? Looked SO displeased and stuff. Sigh.
"Why would there be an underlying statement there?" he stared at her pointy finger, slightly... amused. AMUSED. Daphne's pink cheeks and pointing finger and look of displeasure were AMUSING. "I like being around you. You're possibly the most normal of all my friends. And you don't make plans to do strange things to me."
She didn't, did she? She wasn't trying to hold auditions and stuff, after all. As far as he knew, she didn't even know that much about that. Unless Cela had told her and stuff... had she? He didn't remember her saying anything on the train, but it was probable that they'd talked about it when he wasn't around...
Right now, she was the most normal.
Of course that was subject to change. He had made it his goal to make friends with more guys this term, to see if that would balance out the... craziness that came from the girls he was friends with.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020078)
Dropping her hand to her hip, Daphne continued to keep that brow up. It's place was there, apparently, while Raiden Kururugi was present. It seemed so yes, since the boy insisted in saying odd and peculiar things.
"Why in the world would I be planning to do strange things to you?" she asked and stared before shaking her head softly. She had better things to do, didn't she? "I think you're confusing me for someone else."
Or something else, like a pixie in the kitchens.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020085)
Raiden shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets as he looked past her to see the hourglasses. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were at least still at zero while his own was in the negative, he noted. Not like they were really ahead or anything.
"It seems to be the thing to do this term?" he finally said, looking back at Daphne again. "I wouldn't think it odd if you ended up doing it too, I guess. Cela's got her... thing, and Neptune Bott..." Oh yes. Neptune Bott. Squirm. "And it just wouldn't surprise me."
Yep. Everyone was out to get him this term. And lucky him, he also had OWLs to look forward to.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020098)
"Thing? Neptune Bott?" repeated Daphne, wondering how that had anything to do with her. "I'm Daphne Hopton," she said, pointing out the obvious and at herself in case the message hadn't reached home. "I don't plan strange things against people. I worry over how to keep the common room organized and dirt from getting underneath my nails."
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020106)
"Yes. Thing. It..." He made a face and tried to think of how to explain it without having Daphne laugh at him. "She's doing this... audition thing and she wants me to pose with brooms and she said something about studs, but I don't even remember it all..."
Oh yes. That would make her not laugh at him. Good job there, good job.
"I'm sure there's a spell to keep dirt out from under your nails." He didn't know what it was, but he could look it up for her. Nod nod.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020115)
Daphne did laugh at him, actually. She truly did. Letting out a rather odd wheeze in the end, Miss Hopton tried to reign in the mirth. Her face had gone completely red, for reasons unknown; too much condensed evil perhaps.
"She wants you to pose on brooms?" asked Daphne and had to have herself another laugh. She just had to! Do not judge until you have been in such a situation! Taking another deep breath, Daphne adopted a serious face and tone. "What's this about studs though?"
What? She waved off his last sentence. Dirt underneath her nails wasn't worrying her at the moment. Studs were.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020130)
... Sigh.
"She wants me to pose with brooms. For pictures. So she can make posters and-" Augh, the entire horrible mess was coming back now and Raiden just wanted to headbutt the hourglass until he managed to put it at the back of his head again. "It's not funny, Daphne! It's embarrassing."
He did not know what the stud thing meant. At all. He still retained some of the ignorance he'd come to Hogwarts with. He knew what that word meant, but it, in relation to himself, made no sense.
Mumble. Mumble.
"She said it... ugh Daphne I don't even KNOW. She said that we should hire a photographer to take pictures and make me look like a stud and I'm just going to go and hide now because I've just realised how EMBARRASSING it is."
He'd said it OUT LOUD and yes, Merlin, it was finally working in his head and he did NOT find it amusing.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020140)
Daphne's pink mouth formed a round little 'o' when Raiden finished ranting. "Oh," she exclaimed simply wide-eyed and completely understanding where he was coming from.
For about half a second before...
LOOOOOOOL!1!!!1111
HAHAHA! Keeping up the lobster like complexion she had adopted (from being evil, apparently), Daphne rubbed at her eyes, trying to get back the tears that were spilling out.
"It is embarassing! I agree. It is!"
LOL!!
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020145)
...right.
Raiden stared at Daphne, the blush creeping up his neck, into his ears, and across his face as she laughed at him. Then, without a word, he turned on his heel and started toward the staircase.
He was going to go find a bathroom. And drown himself in the sink.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020148)
HAHA. HA. HA-*HICCUP*-HA?
Blinking, Daphne sniffed and hiccuped once more, struggling to keep it all down. Raiden Kururugi was ABANDONING again. Unacceptable.
"Raiiii DEEEN!" she whined, stomping her foot and rushing forward. Jumping in front of him, she placed her two hands on his chest. "Hehe. Look, I'm sorry but it was funny. It was fuuunnyyy," she said, tilting her head trying to catch his eye. "It was fuuunnyyy!"
And because he was being non-reactive to her cute she put her face closer to his. "It was funny. Smile. Smile! You'll get wrinkles being all angst out like that."
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020162)
TWITCH. TWITCH.
Daphne was standing in front of him, with her hands on his chest. Blocking him from going upstairs. Raiden shuffled slightly sideways, just to find himself... still blocked. She was not going to let him go past. Frooooown.
"It..." It would be funnier if it were meant to be a joke. But Cela hadn't been kidding. So Raiden didn't smile. Instead, he maintained the look of displeasure.
At least when Daphne put her face close to him and held onto him, he didn't feel uncomfortable.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020168)
Aaaaaand....failure. Heaving a sigh, Daphne stepped back and away from Raiden Kururugi. "You really are going to get wrinkles," she grumbled. "What's there to worry about anyways? If you don't want to pose with brooms and be a stud, you don't have to do it."
Snort.
Giggle.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020189)
TWIIIIIIIIIIIITCH.
"It's Cela though," he said quietly. Which really should've been all the explanation needed. He was Raiden and for all intents and purposes, Celandine Toussaint owned his WILL. It was... actually really sad when he thought of it, but... he couldn't tell her no. "She kinda got me to agree to it already. Somehow. She... you know her."
She'd backed him into it by... saying something over the top to do instead. Posters were a lesser evil than brochures and radio ads.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020214)
Of course, it was Celandine Toussaint. That really covered it, didn't it? As most situations did in her life. "Yes, I do know her," she admitted, the funny being sucked right out of her plump body. "And I do know you so I guess this is a hopeless case. Good luck, though!"
Stud.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020228)
...Good luck?
GOOD LUCK?!
Raiden stared at Daphne for a moment before he sighed, his hand going to the back of his neck to rub the heat out of it. He was going to explode into a big old Raiden fireball at this rate, if this term kept on like this.
"Thaaaaanks," he said flatly. "I think I might go drown myself in the sink for real now. She said she'd make YOU help her, you know." A slight hint of desperation was evident in his face. "Please, please help her do this so she doesn't... go over the top and end up driving me mad."
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020240)
"You can't possibly drown yourself in the sink, silly," said Daphne with a worried frown. Raiden was losing it so soon into the term. "You're way bigger!" Shaking her head, Daphne let her swishing blond hair do the talking for her. At least for the time being. "Don't ask me to! I don't want to! It's...It's..."
So not her business. "I don't want to help! It's just not my style," she grumbled, crossing her arms. "Plus I have things to do, you know. Things."
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020250)
I'm fairly sure I could," he said flatly. "I don't have to put my whole body in the sink. Just my nose and mouth, silly. You don't drown with your whole body."
Completely possible.
WHYYYYYY DAPHNE. Why do you decline to help us in our time of need. Raiden bit the corner of his bottom lip and twitched a bit more.
"'s not exactly my type of thing either, Daphne. But if YOU help her then it will feel less awkward."
I think.
"Please?" STOP SHAKING YOUR HEAD WOMAN.
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Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020259)
"You're not drowning," said Daphne finishing that conversation. End. Finito. Raiden Kururugi was just not going anywhere near any water and/or bodies of water, thanks.
"HOW is it going to be less awkward because I'm in it?" she asked, confused and angry for who knew what reason. WHY did everything have to be sooo much more easy going because she was involved in it? "She's still going to make you pose with brooms!"
UGH. UGH UGH x 100!
"You're cheating," she whined, stomping her foot. He wasn't allowed to say please! "I have to help now. Ohhh. I don't like being a good person anymooore!"
Mini!Tantrum.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020264)
"It just would be?" At least she'd be suffering along with him then? Raiden shrugged. And now she was having a tantrum and... had he won?
He had, hadn't he.
"You can make sure she doesn't send anyone really... crazy or anything my way." He felt the red creeping up his neck again. "I told you, it's like... auditions. You can balance her out a bit. You know Cela."
He had WON. He heard her say it. She had to help now. Raiden wanted to HUG her but she'd probably hit him or something, what with her little tantrum thing going on.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020271)
She wanted Raiden to take it back! She didn't want to have to watch girls go all crazy over Raiden! It was embarrassing! It was soooo uncomfortable! "You don't need to pose with stupid brooms!" she whined, stomping the floor. "Or hold auditions, you're already a stud."
Blink.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020274)
"I don't particularly want to, Daphne," Raiden replied, whining just as much as she was. "But it was a better option than pamphlets and radio spots and anything past that."
Because Cela had seemed set on having these auditions happen one way or the other, and... he was HIM. The person who could not say no, because Cela would pout and wibble and then he'd just say yes ANYWAY.
STARE.
"Daphne it's nooooooot funny!" WHINE. He was 15, almost 16, and yet he was going to whine like a small child because the whole stud thing was just nooooot funny at all. HE WAS NOT A STUD.
HE WAS RAIDEN.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020278)
Radio spots?! Momentarily, Daphne wondered just what kind of witches would respond to a radio spot. That was too dangerous. She'd have to tell Celandine she didn't like that idea much, or at all, really.
"Okay...." she said, pursing her lips. It was either that or grin---okay, she grinned. "Stud. It's not funny. Whatever you say."
Ha.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020282)
Daphne was grinning again. And she... just... augh. Raiden twitched, torn between relief that she'd help and wanting to go drown himself in the sink again over the whole 'stud' thing.
"It's not," he insisted, his face covered in splotches of raw embarrassment. "And I'm not. I AM NOT. Okay?"
Maybe he could be relieved and drown himself in the sink.
Sigh. Sigh and GROAN. Just wait, Daphne Hopton. Wait until something crazy happened to YOU.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020283)
Raiden was tall. When had he gotten so tall? Looking up at him, Daphne let out a deep breath. "You can be such a grumpy pants with me and with everyone else you can't even say what you really want. Honestly, Raiden, is it that hard or I have just given you way too much confidence?"
HMMMMM! "And you are a bit of a stud," she said seriously this time. "You look completely different from the last time I looked at you."
Looked looked.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020290)
"I don't know," he mumbled, frowning at Daphne. It was weird. He could say whatever he liked to her, but... when it came to Cela, and now Neptune, his brain just completely shut off all references to that word. Probably because he'd seen Daphne's 'displeased' face enough that he'd been desensitised to it? Maybe?
The last comment, spoken with actual sincerity rather than giggles, would have prompted even more blushing, if he weren't full up on that already. Instead, he averted his eyes to the floor. What did he even say to that. He was kinda what?
"Whaaaaat. I'm taller, maybe, but I still look the same."
...didn't he?
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama
(Post 9020298)
Daphne didn't know either. He was also the only boy (because Garret didn't think count, he was an alien life-form) who didn't try to keep her pleased either. Again, she looked at Raiden and ended up averting her eyes too while she rubbed one cherry colored cheek.
"No, you don't," she insisted to her shoe and pointed at it. "Just like I'm not the same shoe size as I used to be. People change, you know, without realizing it."
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
(Post 9020301)
...well... she was right, of course. Raiden had noticed that people looked vastly different from how they'd looked when he'd first arrived here, but... well he'd never applied the concept to himself. Probably because any time he looked in the mirror, he looked the same as last time. So yeah... he... ugh. Without realising it.
One hand tugged on the hem of his untucked shirt uncomfortably as he looked at her foot. She was right; her feet were bigger. Which... hehe he wanted to say that, but she'd probably get mad or something. And then smack him.
...eh.
"You're right. Your feet did get bigger."
And he GRINNED.
Maxilocks
01-19-2010 04:42 AM
This was posted in Professor Lawson's class.
Cracked me up. xDD
Quote:
Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands
(Post 9042856)
No Destiny didn't want to stay and play more.. Why would she do that?
Packing up her things, she followed right behind Evelyn. She needed a nap or something after all the running around she did today..heehee
'Bye Professor..Morgan.' He was married now, so he got his name changed..right?
Lislchen
02-06-2010 10:24 PM
Sooooo...I just couldn't not post this in here. :P
Peeves. Do I have to say more? xD
Oh, and please click on the YouTube link. *nodnod*
You have to read the post with the music playing in the background. :lol:
Quote:
Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦
(Post 9090434)
BANG!
The potions classroom doors slammed shut.
Suddenly, all the candles in the room flickered out as though from a gust of wind, though the air was still as the grave.
CREEEAAAAK! The door to the potions room reopened sloooowly and eerie organ music began to play.
A shadowy figure appeared in the doorway, hovering, backlit... he held his arm up, obscuring his face so only his glowing eyes were visible. SCARY eyes... Spooooky eyes.
Wordlessly, he floated into the classroom until he was at the lectern... Then the music stopped and he threw his arms up victoriously.
"THE FUN HAS ARRIVED! Welcome, students, to potions class. I am your professor... Professor Crazy-meriz! Today we are studying..." he checked the board.
"POTIONS! OF COURSE! YOU ARE ALL ICKLE FIRSTIES, HERE TO LEARN YOUR POOOOO-SHUNS!" he said in a sing-song voice.
He cackled and pointed to the board with a handy pointer he had found.
"Can anyone tell us, class, what potion begins with?" he threw his pointer at a student. "You there! What is the first thing in any potion?"
He waited, looking like the kneazle that swallowed the fwooper.
Felixir
02-08-2010 07:34 PM
Quote:
Originally Posted by Antarctica!
(Post 9096017)
Not sure if I am, Kiri thought to herself, eyeing Professor Lawson's wand with a certain amount of unease. She should just stand here and let the Billywig sting her? That sounded foolish. Not that she was going to change her mind now!
Further down the row of volunteers, the first students were already rising slowly into the air, grinning as they did so. When the professor appeared in front of her, Kiri held out her hand (she'd removed the glove) obediently. With a tap of the wand, the Billywig unfroze. It sprang into the air, zoomed around Kiri's hand a few times, then... "Ouch!" Kiri muttered, more in surprise than pain. The Billywig's sting wasn't much more than a pinprick on her skin, but she hadn't even noticed it slow down. She eyed her hand curiously for a moment.
Sneaky little creature, the Billywig. Fly-by stinging! Kiri giggled. Fly-by! She thought she'd never heard a funnier thing in her life. In fact... In fact! She needed to let the others know about this rapier wit of hers. "Heeeey," she slurred, noticing a sapphire flash in front of her eyes that told her that the Billywig was still circling her, "what do you do when you get stung by a Billywig? Curse a blue streak! Blue streak, geddit?" She collapsed in a series of snorts. "Hey, where are you guys going?"
Because the rest of the class was moving away, and apparently they were taking the ground with them. She was about to tell them to leave a patch of grass for her when she realised that it was her who was in motion. Kiri glanced down. She was hovering above the ground. By at least a metre. Far out! No broom necessary! She flailed her arms excitedly and discovered that this enabled her to move. It was sort of like swimming through thin air. This brought on another round of laughter. Thin-air swimming, who had ever heard of such a thing!
It turned out manoeuvring was a bit difficult, though. Thunk! Kiri's head collided with the back of Professor Lawson's. "Sorry, Prof L," she managed, trying to rub her head and turn around at the same time.
Humour is courtesy of our very own Philipp.
xD
Oh man. PUN!
Zieko
02-11-2010 05:38 PM
Duel
I just had to put this down. It's pretty long but it is worth to leave here to remember. It was difficult to role play a first year against an older more experienced student so I laughed a lot in real life when I tried to do something cool with baby spells. Creativity was fun and the team work with Spencer.Reid.Obsessive was amazing. I've never been able to role-play with someone who played along with my weird thoughts. It flowed, it was fun, and now I can't wait to role play with others who are just as kewl as her <3
Text Cut: Duel between Allison & Georgiana
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9098271)
Allison saw Arya walk of with fire-boy Kellen, and Ivory walk off with a Hufflepuff she had not yet met. Feeling uneasy she began to inch towards the wall of the classroom in hopes that no one would find her. She needed a fourth year student to duel with, however she had never done any dueling before in her life. Sure she had read spells and she had imagined herself casting them countless of times, yet the idea that it would actually work was quite silly.
Taking out her wand beneath the layers of clothing she was wearing, she held in to her chest in defense. She was going to die! Her mother was going to stalk down whoever harmed her! That included the DADA professor. The only sense of relief Allison felt was at the prospect she'd come back as a ghost and haunt people. Bwhaha much?
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101405)
Georgiana looked around the classroom and saw Arya walk off with someone to duel, cross her off the list to duel with. And she couldn't see Nulu anywhere either. But then she spotted a girl who'd been with Arya. She looked like a first year, and appeared to need a partner. Georgie made her way over towards her, "Hi, are you a first year?" she smiled sweetly and held out her hand. "Georgiana Baker, 4th year Hufflepuff."
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9101456)
No! Why?! She had been spotted! Glancing to every side for the quickest exit Allison sank at the realization she had found her partner. No exit= Staying and dueling. Not something she had any real intention of doing, but it was a class after all. Gulping she looked at the fourth year with unease, "Allison Scott. First year Ravenclaw. Guessing...we...are dueling?"
She looked at the girl's hand with mistrust...what if she already started the duel and it was all a trick to electrocute Allison, much like that Muggle prank thingie? Looking into Georgiana's eyes Allison shook hands with the girl with her other hand, after all her right hand was holding her wand too tightly to release it.
"Um...whenever you are ready." Too nervous to wait for a response a light sweat began to break on the first year's face as she walked over to an empty space in the room. Lots of things had been occurring, like Arya's giggles and Ivory running all over the place. However that was not enough of a distraction for Allison, bowing in a nervous matter Allison took a defense stance.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101476)
Georgie smiled sympathetically, the girl was obviously frightened, Georgie supposed she'd never dueled before in her life. That was depressing. But Georgie wasn't an all out amazing dueler, so the odds should've been about even. Unless she developed skills she had no idea of. Pfft, yeah right.
Hearing large giggles she looked over at Arya who was laughing hysterically, Georgie had to chuckle a little, it was sort of an amusing sight in truth. She turned back towards Allison and bowed as well, taking a defensive stance to match hers, though she kept most of her weight on her back leg, made things easier to pivot.
She nodded at the girl, apparently it was up to her to start, but she wasn't going to start with something big, the girl was a firstie for pete sakes! "Expellimous!"
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9101491)
By the time she knew it the girl was speaking tongues in her head and Allison was running away from the first thing being cast. Running in an 8 Allison jumped and screamed anything that popped out in her head, "MUFFLIATO!" she shrieked.
For some reason the thought that the fourth year wouldn't be able to hear any noise was somewhat of a comfort, however that was quickly erased from Allison's mind when she realized she hasn't really done anything the fourth year and the girl was about to cast something else. Not knowing where to hide Allison moved from side to side undecided as to where to run to.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101509)
Suddenly, all was silent for Georgie. The girl had cast Muffliato? Not the best choice but that was alright, at least she was trying. And truthfully, she was thankful for it, of course now it would be harder to know what Allison was going to use, but it did block out the distractions in the room, like Arya's insistent laughing. Georgie was relieved.
"Stupefy!" she yelled a few times, aiming at the two spots Allison was jumping from. Then as an after thought she cast the protego charm in front of her. She didn't have a necessarily strong Protego but it would do until she thought of her next move.
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9101532)
Pure luck saved the girl from getting hit and right at that moment being completely defeated and unconscious. Eyes wild Allison took three steps back and aimed at the fourth year's wand, "Locomotor wand!" Suddenly to Allison's astonishment all that happened was her spell simply slipped off. Of course that's when she realized the girl had already put up her shield. Not knowing how to do a proper one herself, Allison covered one eye with her left hand and shouted in hopes of exploded the girl's shield in ANY matter, "kon-FRING-oh!"
Then again Allison had never really used the Confringo spell, hence the pronouncing slowly. Hoping that the object that was a shield that really wasn't an object but was something solid of the sorts would explode in flames, Allison removed her hand from her eye and looked up with hope.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101578)
Georgie was puzzled, she'd noticed the first spell to knock off her shield, but then there was nothing. Had their been a mispronunciation of spell? That must've been it, it was the only way. Georgie felt bad for the young girl and let the shield drop, to make the odds a little more even. It wasn't fair if Georgiana could use a shield and Allison couldn't. Of course in an actual fight fairness wasn't an issue, but for now it was practice.
Georgiana pointed her wand again towards Allison, she'd yet to move from her position, "OBSCURO!" she cried, wasn't that supposed to make her opponent unable to see? Worked for her.
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9101639)
Losing her luck streak Allison gasped when she felt a blind-fold over her, not really thinking, Allison stumbled and fell. Being unable to see was a horrible feeling and suddenly a weird idea occurred to her, aiming above both Georgie and herself Allison shouted with force, "ORCHIDEOUS!"
Suddenly between the two duelers a strong rain of white roses began to fall from the ceiling. Knowing that it wouldn't make a difference to her if she could see between the roses she hoped it caused a bit of chaos in the fourth year's sight. Or well she really hoped the girl was allergic to all the pollen like Sabel was. Getting on all fours Allison began to listen closely to any of the girl's movements. Standing up Allison removed her robes and threw them out of range. Standing still she listened intently and began to distinguish the difference between the soft fall of roses and the shouts of other duelers. With nothing but her wand to defend her, the eleven year old did what she knew best--ignore everything around her but the object of desire, in this case Georgiana.
Finally her scare was waring off, this would be the beginning of Allison's strong competitiveness with dueling.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101699)
Georgiana's sight was reduced to being able to see nothing but white roses. DAMMIT! Now she had no sense at all, her hearing was gone, her sight obscurred, her smell shot with the roses around, and she wasn't about to go walking around with her hand out in front of her. Allison definitely had the upper hand here.
ACHOOO!
And to make matters much much worse. She was allergic to roses, why couldn't anything but ROSES have fallen! Seriously!? Now Allison had even more of a tip of, she knew where Georgiana was. Suddenly she got an idea, "FINITE INCANTATUM!" score! She got her hearing back! But she still couldn't see.
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9101752)
Biting her lower lip Allison heard Georgiana cast Finite, she knew the girl would eventually do something of the sort, however she also knew that if she tried it on her eyes she would probably fail. Knowing the spell and using it were two different things. Wishing that the Professor hasn't been so evil and assigned them to older students Allison remained still and kept hearing the roses fall. Recasting Muffliato would only make the girl cast finite again and again, in an endless circle, and like that they'd never get anywhere.
And if she was dueling it was to learn, not to do the same thing. A playful grin spread across Allison's face as she heard the girl sneeze. How to make it worse? Remembering Peeves in Potions Allison mimicked what older students had done to clean up some mess, simply aiming in front of her the girl slashed the air in a wide range and used the Hot-Air charm, which is usually used to dry clothing. However hadn't the DADA homework proved that one could use the simplest spells for attacking purposes? The warm air blew strong out of her wand and it blew a large amount of raining roses towards the fourth year. Whether or not her plan worked was something Allison had to wait and listen for.
Frowning that the blind-fold was beginning to annoy her, Allison began to tug on it only to groan that it was obviously magic and that wouldn't work. Knowing she had given her location away she ran to her right--Georgie's left hoping the roses were enough of a distraction.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101788)
Georgiana swore under her breath, the sneezing HAD tipped her off, Allison used it to her advantage and sent the roses flying towards her. Smart kid. Very smart kid, but then again, she HAD said she was a Ravenclaw, usually they WERE smart. Now how to get rid of the roses? Incendio? No, she didn't want to accidentally burn Allison.
Suddenly, she could feel an attack coming on. A sneezing attack, the worst to have during the middle of duel. Curses!
ACHOO, ACHOO, ACHOO!
Thankfully, during a break, she heard the patter of footsteps to her left. Got you now little firstie. "FURNUNCULUS!" Well that didn't do much, just prove to be very very uncomfortable with all the boils.
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9101846)
Allison shrieked when her arm was hit with the curse. Eyes widening underneath the blind-fold she bit back her usual childish tantrum of tears, this was no time to be crying. Holding her arm Allison frowned and did the best she could to defend herself, which was...nothing really. Feeling for the floor for her recently discarded robes, Allison grabbed them and threw them in the air timing her aim with her wand while muttering "Duro." Now hardened, she spoke the first spell she had ever learned "Wingardium Leviosa!" Moving the robes in front of her in a very odd shield-like manner Allison listened again for the fourth year. Hoping that the roses kept falling on the girl, Allison grabbed the robes with her weak boily arm, and casted her signature mid-night blue butterflies, "Papilio!"
If anyone outside their duel could see Allison they'd see a small child clutching stiff looking robes in front of her with a swarm of fluttering butterflies around her. All the while the roses fell to make a beautiful scene--to those of course that weren't allergic.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9101914)
Georgie swatted at the butterflies now flying around her, they were pretty yes, but incredibly bothersome at a time like this! URGHH! She sneezed again, she still had those dumb roses in the way! Never again would she be able to look at roses again, and she sincerely hoped Barry never attempted to bring her any. She would not be able to be held accountable for her actions if he did.
Georgie bit her lip to keep from laughing, they probably looked so funny with all this stuff around her, she wouldn't be surprised if she and Allison had to stay late cleaning up their mess. But now was not the time to think about that.
Suddenly, a thought came to her, why hadn't she thought of it when Allison used the spell AGAINST her!? She fired back with the hot air charm, blowing the flowers away from her and against the back wall. She couldn't interfere with the other duels!
Once her view was cleared and could see again, she noticed Allison had conducted a shield of sorts for herself.Again Georgie couldn't help but marvel at how bright the young girl was. Oh well! Aww, and the girl was crying! Georgie felt terrible now. She snapped her fingers, "Rictusempra!"
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9102004)
Surprised to feel the warm air blow around her, Allison heard the roses hit the back wall and frowned. Although the roses had hit the wall many of them were still laying around on the floor, and the amount of roses that were still raining slightly diminished. Knowing that at least for a few moments she was visible Allison braced herself for whatever was casted her way. Hearing the girl cast the tickling spell she shook her head in denial and threw herself towards the floor. She would not, in any circumstances laugh her head off like Arya was still doing. Unconsciously rolling on the floor Allison stood up with her shield and listened for any movement.
Not hearing anything, she thought that perhaps Georgiana was thinking as to what to do next. Feeling the new batch of roses hit her shoulders Allison also felt the flutter of her butterflies that had returned to her side after the air had blown them away. Not knowing what else to do she did what was only obvious to her young brain. Use everything around her. "Oppungo!"
With sudden fury the butterflies flew towards the fourth year to attack. Digging in her brain for any way to get rid of the blind-fold Allison readied her next move.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9102030)
Georgiana yelped seeing the butterflies coming at her. She knew she said she wouldn't but she muttered, "Protego!" and the shield returned to her once again, as the butterflies hit and and vanished. She felt bad, they had been pretty too!
Dropping the shield Georgie grinned, if that was the way Allison wanted to play, then so be it! "AVIS!" A small flock of birds proceded to attack Allison.
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9102128)
Suddenly a light bulb turned on and Allison knew a spell she could use to get rid of the blind-fold, but it would cost her time for her to do it, and if it didn't work she would leave herself open for the attack that...FOR THE ATTACK THAT GEORGIE HAS JUST SENT HER WAY. Hearing the flap of wings Allison moved her wand and her remaining butterflies flew to intercept the birds, however Georgiana's magic was much more powerful than Allison's and immediately several of the butterflies sent banished. Suspecting as much Allison raised her stiff-robe shield and felt the birds hit instantly. Hearing them chirp through the robes--for their beaks were like little needles and they were the only things that went through the extremely hard robes, Allison aimed the wand at her face and sent Merlin a quick prayer that it would work, "Diffindo!"
Much to her own surprise the blind-fold ripped and fell off her face. The sight that was their dueling field was a sight. Both Georgiana and Allison were covered with petals, the entire floor had white roses of all sizes, and a mountain of roses had collected where Georgiana had previously blown them against the wall. Narrowing her eyes Allison turned to her robes and couldn't help but start laughing, the small birds were caught in her robes and chirping for release. Tapping each bird they poof'd and disappeared. Taking once more a defense stance Allison waited while trying to erase the grin on her face.
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9103073)
Georgiana was surprised when Allison finally got her blindfold off, well it was sort of good to, it would make the fight a lot more interesting. Now that they both had their full senses, which made for a fairer fight. Georgiana looked up hearing Allison laugh, she looked around as well, and couldn't help but join her. It looked hilarious! All the flowers around. Georgie brushed petals off her shoulder and sneezed, before turning back towards Allison and readying her wand, laughter gone.
Now was time to get back to the fight, and though Georgie knew she had the oppurtune moment to take over and end this battle right here and now, she vetoed the idea, she was enjoying this fight, and it was giving her a lot of practice. She raised her wand, "Densaugeo!" she yelled out, watching as Allison's teeth grew.
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Originally Posted by Zieko
(Post 9103114)
BUT IT WAS ALL GEORGIANA'S IMAGINATION! No, it wasn't. At least Allison wished it had been Georgiana's imagination. Thoroughly embarrassed Allison touched the two large teeth in the front. Now she truly looked like a bunny. Even though she knew she had no idea how Finite Incantatem worked so gave it a try, "FWENI-TEH!" However the teeth didn't allow her to speak. Not only did she still have an injured boily arm, but now Allison had no way of getting rid of her teeth.
It was over. With two buck-teeth she had no way of speaking. Without being able to speak she had no way of casting spells or conjuring new things. Allison looked at her useless wand and big shiny tears ran down her face. It was over over over. From the beginning she had known she'd lose but now that it was happening she felt so empty. Still raining roses, Allison moved her wand to end their fall. However because she didn't really mean it and her head she saw the roses falling in streams on Georgiana's head, the roses instead poured on the fourth year and with a sudden poof ceased to fall altogether.
The image of the fourth year stopped her sobbing and Allison began to cry of laughter. Her young giggles however sounded like whistling because of the two large teeth. Wiping her tears Allison dropped her robe shield and ran over to Georgiana where she began to dig her out of the mountain of roses. Finally getting her out Allison hugged the taller girl's waist and gave her a big bunny grin, "Twat was fun."
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Originally Posted by Spencer.Reid.Obsessive
(Post 9103448)
Georgiana felt so bad as the girl began to cry. Aw, she hadn't want to do THAT, but she had now, and she felt bad over it. But suddenly, the girl was laughing, as Georgiana realized she was standing in a mountain of roses, her eyes grew wide.
ACHOO, ACHOO, ACHOO!
Merlin! She was thankful for Allison when the young girl began to dig her out. Georgie stepped away from the noses, recovering a hankie and wiping her nose with it, stupid roses. She smiled and returned Allison's hug, chuckling slightly. "It was fun! Most epic duel ever." she said happily, then looked down at the young girl, "Need help with the teeth?"
The rest was as one can guess, lots of thank yous and hopefully the removal of the horrendous teeth. xD
Maxilocks
02-25-2010 04:15 AM
This post, it cracked me up. *points*
Her name is Gold, by the way. xDD
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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr
(Post 9139854)
"Ohhhh, okay," Jake nodded, looking at his cauldron. He'd done the first part of that already; checking the cauldron was part of his setting up process. Glancing back to... what was her name? Silver? Platinum? Whatever... Jake smiled. "Say thhh-thankya," he replied, his way of thanking people. "Thhhankya b-b-big-big."
PLUSS.
Mr. Perfect strikes again.
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Originally Posted by Super Spaz
(Post 9142271)
Bwahaha Dylan knew it. He was absolutely perfect in every way. He had no negatives, and no positives to unbalance things. It was like he was made from the perfect mould. AND adaptable. He was an actor in the making. He ran a hand through his amazingly perfect hair. Boy was it good to be him. He propped himself back on his chair. He didn't have to do anymore work now. He was too perfect for that.
Lissy Longbottom
03-09-2010 12:28 AM
This may be, quite possibly, the BEST analogy EVER :lol:
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Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat
(Post 9173292)
"He does look better than you, though," she replied with a smirk. "I mean...well, comparing you and Jack is like comparing broccoli and cauliflower. They pretty much are the same thing - or, in your case, they are in the same level, yes? But one ALWAYS looks better than the other." Why did she have to compare them to food? That was making her hungry now! She straightened her posture and eyed Torin for a moment before adding, "Do I make sense?" She did; she knew she did!
Erindipity
03-22-2010 08:24 PM
This has gotten a lot of laughs from those who have seen it... I felt the need to immortalize it here :)
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Originally Posted by HannahLongbottom
Lorcan glared at her. Just because they had split, there was no need for that!
He kept his wand trained on her as she swivelled between him and Mr Kapoor, her eyes all wide and weird and glassy.
"What the heck is wrong with you, you demented mare!" He was still angry, still shouting and still in her way.
