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In an area on the grounds close to the Quidditch pitch, Professor Carlton has designed a small, circular racetrack. It's temporary, of course, and will quickly be replaced by magic as soon as the lesson is over. For now, though, it exists for the sole purpose of the wooden horseback racing that is about to begin.
"Find a place at the start line," Professor Carlton instructed, using her wand to gesture toward a white line stretching from the left side of the track to the right. "We'll get started in just a moment--as soon as everyone has had a chance to get a wooden horse, dress up in their western attire, and get to the starting point. I'll explain more directions in just a bit."
OOC: If you missed my last post in the first thread, please read it first.
When Freya heard Professor Carlton said they're set to go. She pulled out her wand and doing the wish and flick motion before saying the incantation "Wingardium Leviosa!" and the wooden horse was levitated not to high from the ground. "Fixate" she said and the wooden horse stayed where it was she didn't want to go any higher if she fall it'd be very painful. She took a few breath first before muttered the next incantation. After catching a few breath, she pointed her wand and said the incantation "Locomotor wooden horse." and the horse was off.
Yahooooooooo....!!!!
When she flied with the wooden horse she heard a song played. This was so much fun. She loved this class.
SPOILER!!: Balloons
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
Things were progressing just fine (save for the catchy!folktale music that was constantly playing over and over), until...
Balloons that had been deflated and just lying harmlessly along the tracks began to inflate. First, there were only a few blowing themselves up and passing right over the students' lines of vision.
Then...there were many. Not only that, but as soon as they got just at eye-level, they began popping and releasing shaving cream into the air--and onto whoever happened to be unfortunate enough to be floating nearby.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Suddenly when Freya was enjoying riding the wooden horse, she saw balloons flied in the racetrack. She saw the balloons started popping. She tried to dodge the balloons, she couldn't had the shaving cream on her that wasn't right. When a balloon came near her quickly she pulled out her wand and muttered "Protego" right on time before the balloon pop up and releasing the shaving cream.
SPOILER!!: Feather
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
As the balloons continued to inflate, float to eye-level, then burst (spewing shaving cream all over everyone), Professor Carlton floated a bit higher. She now held a small, black bag in her hands, and as she floated above the students, feathers of all shapes, sizes, and colors fell from bag.
So now, not only are the balloons spewing shaving cream all over everyone, feathers are falling--feathers that will likely stick to the shaving cream and turn you into what appears to be a chicken...riding on a wooden stick...with the head of a horse.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
After dodging the balloons with shaving cream on it, Freya saw something white falling. She looked up and saw that the white thing was feather. Thank Merlin she didn't cover with shaving cream she'd look absolutely ridiculous. Still looking at the falling feather, Freya didn't notice that a balloon flew towards her. When she noticed there was a balloon in front of her it was too late.
POP..!!!
And she was covered with shaving cream. "Great" she growled. Because she was now covering with the shaving cream the feather easily stick to all over her body. "Awww.My hair.." she tried to get the feather off from her hair. After few minutes trying to clean up the feather muggle was, she pulled out her wand and pointed it to herself "Scourgify" within a second she was clean from the feathers and shaving cream.
Super Slytherin Buddy || ⅓ She-Snake Trio || 'I taste like chocolate and potatoes'
SPOILER!!: I has FEATHERS!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
As the balloons continued to inflate, float to eye-level, then burst (spewing shaving cream all over everyone), Professor Carlton floated a bit higher. She now held a small, black bag in her hands, and as she floated above the students, feathers of all shapes, sizes, and colors fell from bag.
So now, not only are the balloons spewing shaving cream all over everyone, feathers are falling--feathers that will likely stick to the shaving cream and turn you into what appears to be a chicken...riding on a wooden stick...with the head of a horse.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Destiny, before she wiped the shaving cream from her eyes, knew how this cotton-eyed Joe felt. How was the man able to see? She had only shaving cream in her eyes and she could see nothing. Imagine having eyes of cotton!
Actually, she did not want to imagine that.
Even though her shield was up, she couldn't help but flinch everytime a balloon hit it. It was SCARY! She needed those wiping things that cleaned the windows on those muggle carps. Window wipers..or something. Her shield, now almost fully covered in shaving cream, was not making it any easier to see, so she decided to drop it for now. It was only shaving cream and it's not like Professor Carlton would drop..
..feathers.
Spoke to soon.
Leaning up on her horse, she tried to edge it faster but with no such luck. It was not a broom and for once in her life she wanted to fly fast.
A few hits with balloons, and a lot of feathers later, Destiny was, once again, looking like a chicken.
Booo!
Cluck.
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Post Four...probably final too, as its way passed my Bedtime
Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
Patroclus was still flapping in the breeze.
He was getting rather annoyed at the windstorm to be quite frank, but there was little he could do about it. Clinging onto NieghNeigh with all his might, Patroclus would rather give up, then lose his hobbyhorse!
They had been through thick and thin together.......in the last twenty minutes.
The wind seemed to be dying down, but with the rope still attached there was no way to be sure. So in a desperate man's act, Patroclus severed the rope from his wand, and let the breeze take them.
Floating in the air, Patroclus was pleased to see the harsh wind was not just a gentle gust. One that he and NeighNeigh could easily tackle.
It was the return of the Shaving Cream balloons, he should have been worrying about.
SPLASH!
From out of nowhere, a single Balloon, appeared and popped just above the boys head, dousing him in a thick layer of manly smelling cream. The small gusts of wind that remained, didn't help either. Whilst other's looked like chickens, the breezed tossed leaves at the boy causing him to look more like a bowtruckle.
Post four
After all the problems withe shaving cream and the featheres, there is still wind out here. Rex sees the Dallas Cowboys hat fall off his horsse. He picked it up , then taped the hat to my horse..
Post two. *has a feeling she won't make it to 5 posts. =(*
¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Text Cut: Feathers and the SONG!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
As the balloons continued to inflate, float to eye-level, then burst (spewing shaving cream all over everyone), Professor Carlton floated a bit higher. She now held a small, black bag in her hands, and as she floated above the students, feathers of all shapes, sizes, and colors fell from bag.
So now, not only are the balloons spewing shaving cream all over everyone, feathers are falling--feathers that will likely stick to the shaving cream and turn you into what appears to be a chicken...riding on a wooden stick...with the head of a horse.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Evan went on as he finished the first lap. He was still holding his protection charm, because the ballons were almost everywhere! He kept going though, and dearly hoped the music to stop, but it seemed as if it got louder every minute. Argh! Did he think that this was amazing? Well, he had been horribly wrong, then. This was HORRIBLE with that music. If only the music stopped, it could be fun but noooo, that stupid song kept playing and he sang it in his mind too, unvoluntarily since it was quite catchy. Maybe the song was another challenge... no, he was quite assured it was also a challenge, trying to distract them. He thought of doing Muffliato on himself, but then he wouldn't be able to hear the professor either. He was stuck with that stupid song for now.
As if he wasn't having enough troubles, feathers started to rain from professor! Grunting, he couldn't figure how to avoid the ballons while also avoiding them. So he let them fall onto himself, it wasn't like they would stick, right, since he was avoiding the white substance effectively? And to his great logic, they didn't hurt him, just a bit of distraction maybe plus that song!, and a slight tickling feeling. But nothing too much... so he went on his way happily... as happily as he could feel under these conditions, of course.
In a matter of seconds, the feathers stopped falling, and all seemed to be normal--save for the music that was still playing over and over.
Then suddenly, a powerful wind begins to blow in the opposite direction from the one you're traveling in. It's a powerful force that attempts to blow you backwards and off your horse. You're nearly at the finish line, but...how will you get there with all the wind blowing against you?
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Freya just finished Scourgify-ing herself when suddenly there was powerful wind blow from the opposite direction. The wind made her difficult to reach the finish line. "Ughhhh..come on horsie we couldn't lose with a stupid wind." she growled. She pulled out her wand again and muttered "Protego" the shield was now covering her from the wind so she could ride the horse without being held up with the wind. She could see the finish line just a few feet away from here. "Yihhhaaaa..Come on horsie just a little more and we're finish" she said riding the wooden horse to the finish line.
When Fee heard Professor Carlton say they're set to go. She got out her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!"
As the wooden horse was in the air she aimed her wand at it. "Fixate."
Not to high and not to low. Perfect.
Fee took a deep breath. She was kinda afraid but totally excited. "Locomotor wooden horse."
Yayayayayayayaaaaaay!
Oh my god cotton eye joe? *giggle*
SPOILER!!: Balloons
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
Things were progressing just fine (save for the catchy!folktale music that was constantly playing over and over), until...
Balloons that had been deflated and just lying harmlessly along the tracks began to inflate. First, there were only a few blowing themselves up and passing right over the students' lines of vision.
Then...there were many. Not only that, but as soon as they got just at eye-level, they began popping and releasing shaving cream into the air--and onto whoever happened to be unfortunate enough to be floating nearby.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
]
Suddenly when Fee was enjoying her ride , she saw balloons flying.What was going to happen now? She tried to fly around the balloons and not crossing their way.Oh nooooo shavin cream.!!
Ahh! it was getting closer and closer. "Protego!"
SPOILER!!: feathers
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana View Post
As the balloons continued to inflate, float to eye-level, then burst (spewing shaving cream all over everyone), Professor Carlton floated a bit higher. She now held a small, black bag in her hands, and as she floated above the students, feathers of all shapes, sizes, and colors fell from bag.
So now, not only are the balloons spewing shaving cream all over everyone, feathers are falling--feathers that will likely stick to the shaving cream and turn you into what appears to be a chicken...riding on a wooden stick...with the head of a horse.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Oh no! Something white was falling down. Feathers!
How good she had noe shaving cream on her! How would she look like?!
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Eli Jarod
And then, to make matters worse, the other she-snake had popped one of the balloons right above him. It splattered down onto his purple head like the world's biggest splat of bird guano, coating him liberally in white shaving foam and obscuring his vision.
"Ugh!" he cried out, letting the reins of his stick-pony go with one hand to wipe the foam from his face with his sleeve. "You did that on PURPOSE, you--"
The insult was lost as he ran headlong into a flurry of feathers. They got into his mouth and he spat them out, disgusted by the flavor of feather and foam.
BAM! He crashed into Marie again, this time right into her backside.
Dead boy. He was a dead boy.
What?
Looking to the side to see who in the world was yelling, a burst of laughter escaped her when she saw the Purple Head kid right there, covered in shaving cream foam stuff, making him look like some kind of weird candy thing with that purple hair of his.
…BAHAHAHAHA! Look at him! Purple head CHICKEN!
She was too busy laughing in fact to really pay attention that he just crashed into Marie.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
And too busy laughing to be prepared for the oncoming WIND that came their way.
ARGH!
Grabbing hold of the horse’s head with both her arms so she wouldn’t fly off, her dark hair waving violently behind her as the roaring of the wind zoomed past, Evelyn peaked to the side to see how much farther they had to the finish line. Not too far now. They were close!
However, the wind slowed her down greatly. And there was nothing around that she could use to block the wind in front of her! Eh! Come on horse thingy! ALMOST THERE!
….
"Someone turn OFF the MUSIC!" It was getting to her! AHHH!
Sarah had been taking in her surroundings, at the start line same as everyone else, when Professor Carlton suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs. Of course that meant she didn't start the same time as everyone else. Figured. Pointing her wand at the horsey, Sarah said the first incantation. "Wingardium Leviosa!" She wobbled slightly as the thing rose in the air, but she just managed to check how high without falling off. "Fixate!" she said, satisfied that three foot above the ground was enough. Then the final one. The fun one. "Locomotor Horse!"
.....And she was off.
Completely distracted by the tune that suddenly started playing by the side of the tracks, she had to repress the urge to sing along. Sarah leant forward to make herself more streamlined and hopefully faster. It worked up to a point, as the first half of the first lap was without incident, just her hair flapping in the wind, and a couple of little "Yeeehaaaaa's!" escaping from her lips.
Until the balloons started inflating and bursting over people.
From her position at the back of the pack, Sarah could it before it happened to her. But there wasn't really anything she could do to stop it, apart from protego, but that didn't even pop into her horrified brain. Before she knew it there was a BANG above her head and she was covered in some kind of cream. Not daring to lick it, just in case it was not the food variety, Sarah took one hand off the horse and wiped her eyes. "This is great. Should have known it wouldn't be that easy."
Was that....feathers? Oh dear Merlin. No.
Scrunching her eyes in disgust, Sarah could feel the cream matting her hair together, and worse - the feathers from on high were now sticking to it. "Ohhh, I bet I look so attractive," she groaned, spiting one out of her mouth.
In a matter of seconds, the feathers stopped falling, and all seemed to be normal--save for the music that was still playing over and over.
Then suddenly, a powerful wind begins to blow in the opposite direction from the one you're traveling in. It's a powerful force that attempts to blow you backwards and off your horse. You're nearly at the finish line, but...how will you get there with all the wind blowing against you?
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
OOC: Please don't feel as if you need to rush to catch up with all the challenge posts. Just reply to them at your own pace. I'm leaving the thread open for about 24 more hours, so you have time.
Diasy wanted to wrap her arms around her but she was hanging onto the horse for dear life. she was small and strong winds blew small people over. "Professor this isn't really any fun anymore." She held her wand tightly in her right hand. Think Diasy, she thought to herself. A charm to get pass this wind. Nothing came so she just put up a sheild charm hoping that the wind would just go around her. "Protego."
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The near-miss of the cream balloons raised Grayson's spirits a little more, especially because seeing everyone else who was covered in the cream was really quite funny. She was still out-of-sorts from the flying aspect, but she also started trying to convince herself she was going to get her ferret back and everything would just be awesome again. And she'd have the story of this race to think about too. Continuing on her way, letting Lily speed up a little, she actually giggled a little as feathers started raining down. She went straight through them, not really caring if a few little feathers lodged themselves into her pigtails. At least she wasn't all sticky with cream, so she wasn't about to be tarred and feathered. Like some of the others, who really looked both hilarious and frightful. She just hoped whatever feathers wove themselves into her hair went with her outfit. And looked awesome, like the green paint after DADA. Now she just had to see what was thrown next.
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...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥♥♥
Super Slytherin Buddy || ⅓ She-Snake Trio || 'I taste like chocolate and potatoes'
SPOILER!!: Ooo, we has wind now!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
In a matter of seconds, the feathers stopped falling, and all seemed to be normal--save for the music that was still playing over and over.
Then suddenly, a powerful wind begins to blow in the opposite direction from the one you're traveling in. It's a powerful force that attempts to blow you backwards and off your horse. You're nearly at the finish line, but...how will you get there with all the wind blowing against you?
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.
Destiny maaaay have been clucking to the beat of the stupid song that was playing. Thank Merlin the music was loud or else everyone would be able to hear the clucking. She couldn't help but cluck.
She was a chicken once, and clucking just came so naturally to her now. Ooo, if only she had been Transfigured into a dinosaur. She'd be able to rawr like it was nobody's business! Maybe they'd be Transfigured again this term? She would have continued to think about Transfiguration if hadn't been for the HUGE gust of wind that, not only removed some of the feathers and shaving cream from her, it also almost knocked her right off the horse.
Holding tightly onto the horse's reins, she lent forward, hoping the wind would be above her. It wasn't, and suddenly she found that she and the horse were slowly starting to spin.
Well..this is fun.
Cluck.
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____________ooh, ooh, she's the rough and the rowdiest kid________ ooh, ooh, and there's more where she lives_____
Jimbo will set his turtle loose on you. { The Farley } "That's trademarked, don't use it."
As he started his fourth lap, he tore off all the feathers he could. He didn't care about looking like a shaving cream snowman, but he did NOT want to look like a giant mutant bird like Salander did. By his fifth lap, he had pretty much all the feathers and he avoided the shaving cream and feathers better than the last time.
His hopes were high when he got near the end line. He was going to finish! And alive! And most importantly, SANE!
But then - the WIND!
EEEEEEVIL.
The wind blew against him and he could feel his hold on the stick horse weaken. So, this was very, very bad. He was sooooo close! As people around him struggled against the wind with him he noticed people having more success than he was having. Frowning against the wind, he tugged the little horse forward in vain.
Completely covered in shaving cream and feathers, Riley Sinclair sped along the racetrack the best he could and could barely see. The toy horse underneath him bounced up and down as his hover charm continued to race his horse forward.
He was finally getting the hang of flying on his toy horse looking like a fowl, until hurricane force winds tried to blow him off. What was the purpose of trying to knock them down?! He slowed at the force of the wind but tried his hardest to continue.
Jimbo will set his turtle loose on you. { The Farley } "That's trademarked, don't use it."
Maybe he could use some sort of spell to get the wind to stop. Or to stop being so forceful. Something. But what? Hm...
Taking out his wand, he held it in front of him. "Locomotor Wind?" He tried to direct the wind to blow the opposite way. It worked a teeny bit, but not entirely. It seems that he couldn't work against the elements. At least not at the moment. He was a bit distracted by the dirt that was being blown into his EYE.
There was a plus to the wind though. It was drowning out the sound of that ANNOYING music. Nevertheless, he struggled with his little stick horse right over to the finish line and finished the race gracelessly.
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The almost giggles continued as Grayson just kept seeing people who looked like giant bird-humans. Even to the point of the faint clucks she coudl almost hear mixed into the music that was still playing. But she kept Lily on course, completely pretending it was a real horse and she wasn't flying several feet above the ground. Not that she'd ever actually ridden a real horse, but it still made her feel better. Along with all the silliness. It was almost enough to make her actually enjoy this part of the lesson. Almost, but her pet was still in the back of her mind. She didn't want to know what would happen if she didn't get Draco back as promised.
Ooh, and there was the finish line. She was almost finished with this bloody flying stick horse race. Another grin flickering on her face, she urged her mount forward. Only to slam into a really strong wind that was trying to blow her backward. Grin fading, she tightened her grip on the stick. She was so going to get to that finish line. No offense to Lily. But she needed to push through this wind without being blown off, and actually flying. At least any weird feathers in her hair were blown out. Except for maybe a couple stubborn ones half-woven into her braids. "Impedimenta!," she called out, pointing her wand straight forward, hopefully at the wind. Maybe she could block it long enough to get through. Either way, she turned her wand back to herself for a moment and murmured "Protego." At least she coudl stay protected while she tried. And then she started trying to push forward again.
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♥♥♥♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees
...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥♥♥
YOUR Nixy. || Prefect Rainbows! || Deniz'in Müzik Kardeşi
SPOILER!!: Feathers!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
As the balloons continued to inflate, float to eye-level, then burst (spewing shaving cream all over everyone), Professor Carlton floated a bit higher. She now held a small, black bag in her hands, and as she floated above the students, feathers of all shapes, sizes, and colors fell from bag.
So now, not only are the balloons spewing shaving cream all over everyone, feathers are falling--feathers that will likely stick to the shaving cream and turn you into what appears to be a chicken...riding on a wooden stick...with the head of a horse.
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
Iris continued fly-riding her wooden horse, slowly grasping the hang of the whole thing. Maybe she'd be able to try out actual flying: It couldn't be any harder than this.
Because of how much she was concentrating, Iris never noticed Professor Carlton above her, pouring FEATHERS everywhere! Luckily, because she'd Protago'd herself earlier on, the feathers didn't stick to her.
But they DID still get stuck in her hair and such... They didn't taste to good, either.
Iris tried to spit out the feathers from her mouth, but was too scared to let go of the horse... Because it could make the horse go awol for all she knew!
Buuuuuuut, at least she looked like she was ALMOST finished.
Oooh. A littlea head of her, Iris saw a very PINK figure. But it wasn't a GIRL, oh no. Not a girl. It was Jimbo. Hmmm. Maybe she could catch up to him...
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As she waved goodbye to Viky and Simon, Lexi overheard Rex Trigwell complimenting the lesson. He'd zoomed past her before she could reply, so she waved to him then gave the thumbs up sign. In other words--thank you. She'd hoped the lesson would be a fun twist on Wingardium Leviosa.
"...about thirty more minutes!" she called out, the power of Sonorus still causing her voice to be a touch louder than the folktale music playing over and over. "Quickly dodge the challenges then head to the finish line!"
OOC: I'll close sometime tonight (about five more hours), so if you'd still like to try for your five posts (or more ) you have a bit more time.
Edmond gripped on the rope that was around his horse's neck, tighter. He felt a bit frustrated by the music. Did it really have to be playing at a moment like this? He took a look around and saw that many were struggling as well. Eh, at least he wasn't the only one.
Ed acted fast when he almost crashed on to someone and swerved. That was close one. He needed a better shielding charm. And he needed it now, "Protego Totalum." he said, a bit of silver fumes came out of his wand. Ed knew that was going to happen, he wasn't very good at charms. He looked up and saw that he just made it to the fourth lap. One more to go.
YOUR Nixy. || Prefect Rainbows! || Deniz'in Müzik Kardeşi
SPOILER!!: the last obstacle!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
In a matter of seconds, the feathers stopped falling, and all seemed to be normal--save for the music that was still playing over and over.
Then suddenly, a powerful wind begins to blow in the opposite direction from the one you're traveling in. It's a powerful force that attempts to blow you backwards and off your horse. You're nearly at the finish line, but...how will you get there with all the wind blowing against you?
Meanwhile...
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
OOC: Please don't feel as if you need to rush to catch up with all the challenge posts. Just reply to them at your own pace. I'm leaving the thread open for about 24 more hours, so you have time.
OMG. Would that music NEVER STOP?!?!?!
It was actually VERY annoying!
But, at least she was VERY close to Jimbo now! Teehee. She was goooonna beat him, and he didn't even know it. Muaha. WOAH, oh No, no, no!! WHERE WAS THE WIND COMING FROM?!?!
It was SOOO powerful... Gahh! And it was pushing her AWAY from the finish line, and Jimbo! NOOO! She had to get past it!
Holding onto her horse dearly, trying to stay on it, Iris could feel herself wanting to FREAK OUT! This was why she DID NOT LIKE FLYING! Because of the WIIIIND. OMGOMGOMG... This was NOT good.
Iris couldn't remember WHAT to do at all... Muggle OR Magic style.
Darn you Professor Carlton... WHY make it windy?! That was just MEAN.
Slowly, Iris started to fall off of her wooden horse because of the wind.... And she still couldn't think of what to do to protect herself or keep the horse moving forwards.
What if she just RAN with the horse... Like, muggle style? Would Professor Carlton allow that?
Well... It was ALL she had. That, or fall off the wooden horse and then get hit in the face by it, as the wind pushed it back.
Okayy, so she was still looking like a chicken on a horse. A freaky image in itself. But at least she had only been hit once with the cream, she'd be prepared the second time around. IF she got around again. There seemed to be an awful wind that had picked up just as she rounded into the home straight.
Being buffeted around was not fun, and Sarah was trying desperately to cling onto her horse. Her wand was shaking with the effort of keeping it in her hand, and turning it to face herself. "Protego!" Hopefully a shield would keep out any flying debris.
She was sure she could hear cackling over the top of the now annoying music. Or maybe that was just her brain. Yeah, it probably was. But at least she had made it around 2 laps of the track already.
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Okay... Okay.
*breathes*
So, Iris had not fell off her wooden horse yet. And she wasn't going, either. She'd decided to go at it the muggle way, and while her cowgirl hat was LOOONG gone because of the silly wind, she just stretched her feet to the ground, and then RAN with the horse, battling through the wind.
It was reeeeeeeeeally hard to do, like running through a hurricane or something. But she DID manage it. So it was all good.
Once she was past the wiiiiind, Iris let her feet leave the floor and carried on flying the horse, so that she could finish the course gracefully. Almost... gracefully, anyhow.
She didn't even care that she'd ran through the wind instead of flying through it. SHE FLEW on something! And THAT was the real achievement... For her, at least. Teehee.
Buuuut, Iris Beaumont had finished the racecourse... Whilst technically flying. She was just that awesome. Hehe.
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Kurumi looked down and saw that the wind was still blowing pretty hard, and while she could feel it, Murasaki seemed to be enjoying the wind in her mane - if a wooden horse can enjoy such a thing. "Come on girl," she coaxed. "We have to get moving!" Suddenly, Murasaki picked up speed and the GIANT horse head on a stick began moving forward at what was a similar speed to what she had done on her broom during flying lessons. "Wahoooooooooooooo!" Kurumi screamed as the speed nearly knocked her off completely. Thankfully, she had been holding onto the reins tightly so not she was just horizontal as her horse powered forward. "I'm going to shrink you back the minute we cross the finish line," she squeaked.
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So far she had managed to get around the track three and a half times. Each time more and more feathers and balloons bursting around her, covered her shield in goo. The amount of times Sarah had said Protego was - well too many to count. The mouthful of feathers she received on her first trip round, though, made it hard to enunciate so it wasn't as strong as it could have been. And she was not having as much fun as she thought she was going to have.
Plus this was doing nothing for her clothes.
A momentary loss of concentration meant she ended up with another face full of cream as her shield dropped for a second. That would teach her for looking down at her stained shirt. Spitting it out, Sarah shook her head and squinted as she hit the wind once more.
"Arrrrggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Screaming in determination, she put her head down and kept herself streamlined. She was going to finish thissss.
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Rex is about to get his horse "Texas" to the finish line. It was really windy. Protego Wind next to my horse "Texas". Everyone else still had wind. Rex's horse "Texas" finished the race.
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