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Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The branches rose into the air but did not disappear completely out of sight. Even as light flooded into the enclosure and the door swung open so that the BAD YELLOW could go throuuuugh it, a few of the branches remained on the edge of one of the walls, staaaaaring at BAD YELLOW. Quote:
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"Blinded by my personal light?" he read aloud as he though it over as if thinking hearing it might help. He glanced at the two runes free in his hands as he dwelled on the riddle's possible meaning before realising what it meant. Duh...doesn't dagaz mean day? "Day would mean light...and therefore brightness," he mused aloud, finally taking the dagaz rune and slipping it into the keyhole. The gryffindor once more waiting patiently for the result though he was feeling good about his choice. |
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Take THAT tree! Smirking, Evelyn stood up normally once the branches rose away and out of sight. Hehe. It totally worked! Placing the rune back safely riiigghhht into the bag, she was surprised to suddenly see a door there in front of her. Hmm? Was that there before? Eyebrows raising, she moved towards the door and pushed on it slightly. It opened with ease which caused her to smile in relief. Good. She didn't want to have to figure out how to open it. Her gaze happened to glance down though, to what seemed to be a key whole in the door. It was big enough actually, to fit the runes in. ... ....Ohhhh!!! *cough* Well, that was embarrassing. At least she knew what to do next time now. Onto the next ways of the maze! |
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Whoa! She was being attacked by the willow tree. Jumping back she was a bit surprised when the tree DIDN"T attack her. Huh... maybe this tree was as bad as everyone said it was. A door, there was a door behind the branches. Now the question was would the tree let her get to the door without whomping her? Inching closer to the door she sees there is a keyhole. Crap, that means the door is probably locked. But how was she going to open it, she didn't have any keys, or did she? Looking down at the bag in her hand she sees the writing on the floor. The Spruce tree corresponds to me. Great, now she had to remember what they talked about in class. Which rune went with the Spruce tree? Reaching in her bag she pulls out one of each of the runes. Jera or Dagaz? Right, now she remembered. Putting one back in the bag she carefully puts her hand and arm between the branches and put the Dagaz rune in the keyhole. Please let it open the door, she does not want to get crushed by those branches. |
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Light flooded into the roofless enclosure once more, as the door swung open so that UNHAPPY GREEN could go throuuuughhh. |
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But other than that... WHO'S THE BOSS NOW WILLOW, HUH?! OH YEAH, HE WAS. THe 6th year boogied his way to the other side of the door, not even caring about what the Willow was doing. He could feel the branched inching behind him. He didn't pay attention. Once he made it to the other side, the Hufflepuff stuck his tongue out at the Willow and said, "That shows ya not ter mess with a Crocka!" And off he went. |
Kurumi continued to skip and even began humming her way through the maze. She wished she would run into someone else...just not the scary cookie hating Slytherin girl...that would be terrible and awkward. As she skipped, she looked into her bag and saw that she still had a fair amount of rubes left. Was she going to have to use all of them before she was able to find an exit? |
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Two down, however many more to go, he mused to himself as he continued on his way through the maze. |
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Hmm, maybe she could find Evan and get that cookie out of his hood that she hid. You know just in case the tree decided it needed another one. Walking through the door she stopped for a minute to contemplate what direction to go. Forward, that's where she was headed. To the next door. "Oh little door... come out, come out, wherever you are." she said as she walked along. |
post 5 She had this weird feeling that she was being stared at. Like Stalker Dude was following her or something, which would be impossible actually. She hadn't seen him in class. Unless...he came in after the walls were raised and everything!! ACK! Quickening her pace, she turned a corner and paused, letting her back press against the wall, the sound of her bag hitting it echoing throughout her ears. Jeez, she could be a little louder next time too. Peaking around the corner, her eyebrows furrowed in worry when she didn't see anyone there, but she still had that HUGE feeling she was being watched. Looking down the way she turned into, the Slytherin took one more peak around the corner before going down the way. If anyone popped out at her to scare her, they'll have another thing coming. Or more specifically, a black eye. |
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12 months in a year....so It must be Jera! So she brought out her Jera rune and pressed it into the door like a key. Hoping it was the right one. |
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Patroclus jumped about 6 foot into the air, when he felt the branches of the willow stroke him on the back. "Oh it's you?" he smiled, gently patting the tree back, still slightly on-edge due to his proximity to the willow....don't kill me! As the door disintergrated before him, Patroclus grinned and stowed his wand back into his holster. He didn't need it, he had his runes to help him. With a smile etched onto his face, Patroclus headed off into the labyrinth! |
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Yay!!! The door opened. and Seeing it opened Brittany realized she should have put the Key into the door *Giggle* Oh brother she could be dense sometime. But that was behind her and so was that door!!!. She quickly walked through it relieved to have it behind her. She hoped Fee had followed her because she was to busy trying to get far away as possible from that last door. She hoped she didnt run it another one. But of course no such luck. Taking another right she ran smack into another door. *sad face*. Okay Nice helpful tree what do you have for her? |
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There can be no fire sans air. Jera or Dagaz? The tree waaiiiiteed! Quote:
Light began to stream freely into the place once more, as the door swung open so that NICE GREEN could pass throuuughh. Quote:
Light began to stream freely into the place once more, as the door swung open so that NICE YELLOW could pass throuuughh. Quote:
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I represent the conspicuous. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow waaiiited! Quote:
The following words appeared on the floor... The light is your guide. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow waaaaiiiiitttedd! Quote:
I represent justice. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow eyyyyeeed STRANGE GREEN as it waited. Quote:
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I am linked to agriculture. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow waaaaaiited! |
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The following words appeared on the floor... I am the harvest. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow waaaaiiiteddd! Quote:
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"Wha???? NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" he cried as he pawed the space that once beheld the door. He could hear-- Is that cackling? clapping? as he looked back at the Willow, its branches creaking ever so closer as it moved. He grabbed his wand and the bag of runes and pinned himself against the opposite wall, fully expecting the pummeling that is to come. .... instead a few branches lowered themselves into place, and there emerged another door with the keyhole. "Huh..." he stared dumbfounded for a few seconds. Then his eyes shifted to a new set of scrawling on the floor. He read out "The year is... is that I? Like me myself and I? or is that 'The year is One?'" he turned his head this way and that all confused. He rummaged though the bag and brought out both runes, his eyes shifting between the dagaz and the jera. He looked back at the Willow "Oh yeah, I bet you're enjoying this now arentcha?!?" he cried out, believing he had heard it clapping or cackling with glee. Chances are, its his overactive imagination that supplied the sound effects. Its not like it hasnt happened before. Cautiously he approached the branches that beheld the door, both runes still gripped tightly on each hand. He looked at the dagaz rune "Eh, tried this out the last time and the door went vamoosh. Maybe its this other one.... he said as he inserted the JERA rune into the keyhole. Which ghost hasnt he prayed to? "Myrtle's mercy please wooork!!!" |
SPOILER!!: confusing tree.... Kurumi petted the Whomping Willow as its branches came down again...but then total distress came across her face. "My gemstone is the same colour as most ancient runes....HUH?!" Had the professor mentioned that before? She racked her brain for some sort of information...anything that could help her. Woah...calm down Kurumi! "OK....OK....so...Dagaz gemstone is chrysolite which is a green color whereas Jera's is carnelian which is a reddish-brown color..." She reached into her own bag of runes to take a look at her "keys." Well, they certainly were not a green color and were probably closer to a reddish-brown. Was that the answer? She put a little more thought into it. "I know that carnelian was used widely during Roman times...it was engraved for signet or seal rings to use on wax to seal important documents because wax doesn't stick to it..." She held onto one of her Dagaz stones and looked at the key hole. Slowly, she approached the door and inserted the rune... "Please let this be the right answer, Mr. Whomping Willow..." |
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Light began to stream freely into the roofless enclosure once more, as the door that had been blocked by the branches until recently swung open so that the green kid could go throuuuughh. |
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NoooOOOoooo. PRETTY RED had chosen incorrectly. SADSAD Willow. The branches shook sadly and then the door vanished. Moments later, however, more branches had lowered themselves slowwwlyy into the enclosure, another keyhole visible through them. This time, the following words appeared on the floor... I stand for fertility. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow waaaaiiiiteed for PRETTY RED to fit in the correct rune. Quote:
Five minutes later, another bunch of branches had lowered themselves down in front of him again, a keyhole visible through them. Words began to appear on the floor, once more... The dawn and the light. Jera or Dagaz? The Whomping Willow waaaiiited! |
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