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Long before the Weasleys opened their famous shop in Diagon Alley, Zonko's was the premier wizarding joke shop in all of Britain. The outside of the shop is bright red, which purposefully makes the building stick out from the others located on High Street. Stop in to pick up all your prankster supplies and have fun, but be sure to tell the professors at Hogwarts you bought them elsewhere should you happen to be caught breaking the rules.
Vivid colours pop out to your eyes and sounds of all pitches fill your eyes upon entering the shop. Items on display are moving around and whizzing above your head, so keep a watchful eye out for things on the ground and above you. There are also large signs posted around the shop that say "BUY BEFORE YOU PRANK!" and "NO DUNGBOMB WARS INSIDE THE SHOP!" courtesy of the shopkeeper.
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What.... was a dungbomb war? And who had thought it was a good idea to hold one indoors? And was it really so bad and so often they had to have a whole rule about it? Mercer stopped in front of the sign hung so prominently in Zonko's and considered the whole wide world of possibility in front of him.
What else could he have war over? Who should be on his team? And who should be his ENEMY? Merlin, there was a lot to plan in starting a war. Where was Suki? He would have to see what her thoughts on war were. Maybe she'd bring SALT.
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Mercer, her favorite old shoe. Comfortable. Familiar.
Meeting up with him was possibly the only thing she was even remotely excited about for this Hogsmeade weekend, even if his choice of location left much to be desired. Dipping her hands into her pockets, Mitsuki pulled out a humble first full of salt which she threw at one of the windows on the jarringly red shop and then dipped her hand back into her pocket for another to throw on the opposite side. Pausing a moment, feeling the change in the air to ensure it was favorable, she licked the tips of her fingers and then pulled open the door.
So, yes, she did have salt in her company.
It was easy enough to find him since she was not distracted by all the noise of the shop and, upon doing so, tapped him between the shoulders five times. Today was a five kind of day.
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Mercer was ready to INUNDATE Suki with all the questions and thoughts that were swirling in his head, but her face was set in vaguely unimpressed lines. Did she not think that joke shops were the absolute most fascinating thing? What was better than all the creative and hilarious contraptions that they offered here?
"Do you think they take prisoners in a dungbomb war? Like, I would very much enjoy a battle. How bad do you think it hurts to get bitten by a nose biting teacup? Would it leave a mark? If you didn't sip fast enough, would it bite your fingers?"
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The short answer was no. She did not find joke shops to be particularly interesting nor inspiring. Though she could see why Mercer would be so drawn to such...loud pastimes. She would, quietly, agree to the creativity being admirable. A waste...but admirable.
"...who are you going to war with?" She could not answer his question without more details and a fuller picture, of course. As for the tea cup questioning, Mitsuki simply tilted her head to the side and then flicked her eyes towards the shelves. "I don't think about biting tea cups...but you could pick one up and know for certain."
She would watch and then let him know after about the bite marks.
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HOGSMEADE!!!
Sorry, but Delilah was just a tad on the excited side. I mean, what twelve-year-old wouldn't be? She was out and about having a free, fun-filled day, basically with no supervision whatsoever! She did a cartwheel down the street and then made her way through the entrance of Zonko's.
Delilah wasn't much of a prankster. It seemed like a super little kid thing to do. This shop seemed the most fun of them all, though, so here she was! She frowned as she saw the 'NO DUNGBOMB WARS' sign. Dungbomb was disgusting, but...wouldn't be a war be fun to watch? From the sidelines, of course. So, erm...what else was lurking about in here? She dodged as something whizzed by her head. What had that been? The momentary distraction caused her to bump her head on a nearby shelf.
GRRR...
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SPOILER!!: Delilah! <3
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HOGSMEADE!!!
Sorry, but Delilah was just a tad on the excited side. I mean, what twelve-year-old wouldn't be? She was out and about having a free, fun-filled day, basically with no supervision whatsoever! She did a cartwheel down the street and then made her way through the entrance of Zonko's.
Delilah wasn't much of a prankster. It seemed like a super little kid thing to do. This shop seemed the most fun of them all, though, so here she was! She frowned as she saw the 'NO DUNGBOMB WARS' sign. Dungbomb was disgusting, but...wouldn't be a war be fun to watch? From the sidelines, of course. So, erm...what else was lurking about in here? She dodged as something whizzed by her head. What had that been? The momentary distraction caused her to bum her head on a nearby shelf.
GRRR...
Like Delilah, Jude wasn’t much of a prankster. He left that to Reagan. His sister’s favourite person to prank happened to be their father and well, Jude just didn’t get how or why their father put up with the drama. So what exactly was the Hufflepuff doing here? Nothing in particular; he was just having a look around as this happened to be one of the shops he least visited.
“Woah!’’
The exclamation was involuntary but an object came zooming by and it seemed to him that it almost banged into his head. Jude ducked in time, missing the thing by an inch or so. One needed to be super careful in here. More careful than Delilah. Jude happened to catch sight of her at the exact moment she hit her head. Ouch.
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Like Delilah, Jude wasn’t much of a prankster. He left that to Reagan. His sister’s favourite person to prank happened to be their father and well, Jude just didn’t get how or why their father put up with the drama. So what exactly was the Hufflepuff doing here? Nothing in particular; he was just having a look around as this happened to be one of the shops he least visited.
“Woah!’’
The exclamation was involuntary but an object came zooming by and it seemed to him that it almost banged into his head. Jude ducked in time, missing the thing by an inch or so. One needed to be super careful in here. More careful than Delilah. Jude happened to catch sight of her at the exact moment she hit her head. Ouch.
“You okay?’’ he asked as he jogged over to her. [/COLOR]
Delilah rubbed the top of her head. It didn't really hurt that bad. Just a little. Her pride was bruised more than anything. Maybe nobody saw it happen, and she could just go on about her life like nothing embarrassing ever happened.
Oh. Well. Nevermind.
GREAT.
She felt her face redden just a little as she turned toward Jude. "Yeah. I'm good," she said. "Thanks, though." She gave the shelf a quick glare, as if it had feelings and could tell she was mad at it. Oh, well If it made her feel better, then so be it! "Jude, right?" She'd seen him in a few classes but never really talked to him.
She picked up a random box on a shelf, turned it around to look at it, and said, "Frog spawn soap? Gross." She promptly put it back on the shelf. "So what are you in here for?" she asked.
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This was one of Sera's mandatory stops whenever Hogsmeade was open.
Dungbombs were always a necessity (as was the ever present desire to initiate the Forbidden Dungbomb War), but there were other things she liked to grab too. Something to spice things up a bit. Maybe branch out for the things she hadn't used as much. Maybe some Canary Creams? Nose-Biting Teacups?
She didn't have a ton of money - probably because her mother knew what she'd spend it on - so she needed to budget carefully, especially since she wanted to stop by The Three Broomsticks and Honeydukes later. Hmmmmmm...
The Gryffindor picked up a box of Canary Creams, eyeing them thoughtfully.
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The short answer was no. She did not find joke shops to be particularly interesting nor inspiring. Though she could see why Mercer would be so drawn to such...loud pastimes. She would, quietly, agree to the creativity being admirable. A waste...but admirable.
"...who are you going to war with?" She could not answer his question without more details and a fuller picture, of course. As for the tea cup questioning, Mitsuki simply tilted her head to the side and then flicked her eyes towards the shelves. "I don't think about biting tea cups...but you could pick one up and know for certain."
She would watch and then let him know after about the bite marks.
"I don't know. Hufflepuffs, probably," Mercer scooted further into the shop now that he was sure he had Suki's attention. Or most of her attention, since she still had all that salt she was sprinkling around. "You should poke a hole in your pocket so you can just leave a trail of salt behind you."
SPEAKING OF BITING TEA CUPS! Mercer found a clunky tea cup with matching saucer, and he held it up for Suki to admire. "Don't you spend any time wondering about things that aren't dead? Or do I have to do that for you? I can, I mean, I"m a good talker."
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SPOILER!!: Delilah! <3
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Delilah rubbed the top of her head. It didn't really hurt that bad. Just a little. Her pride was bruised more than anything. Maybe nobody saw it happen, and she could just go on about her life like nothing embarrassing ever happened.
Oh. Well. Nevermind.
GREAT.
She felt her face redden just a little as she turned toward Jude. "Yeah. I'm good," she said. "Thanks, though." She gave the shelf a quick glare, as if it had feelings and could tell she was mad at it. Oh, well If it made her feel better, then so be it! "Jude, right?" She'd seen him in a few classes but never really talked to him.
She picked up a random box on a shelf, turned it around to look at it, and said, "Frog spawn soap? Gross." She promptly put it back on the shelf. "So what are you in here for?" she asked.
Oh yes. Jude DID see that, Delilah. He would have told her that her pride had nothing to worry about, especially when he had been forced to do an unceremonious bit of ducking to save himself. He felt slightly self conscious about it.
Jude came to a stop before the firstie, choosing to ignore her red face. Best to not draw attention to that should he embarrass her further. “No problem,’’ came his cheerful remark, looking to lighten the mood. “Yes, that’s me!’’ Ryder might be his first name but he’d always preferred going by Jude; there were literally two handfuls of people who knew this fact about him.
The Hufflepuff wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Imagine going to take a bath and finding tadpoles swimming around in the water.” He pointed further down the aisle. “I’d rather have to deal with the nose-biting teacup.” As for what he was doing here… “Just looking around. I’m not into pranks. My older sister is the one who got those genes.” Chuckling, he continued, “What about you? Thinking of pranking your friends?”
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"I don't know. Hufflepuffs, probably," Mercer scooted further into the shop now that he was sure he had Suki's attention. Or most of her attention, since she still had all that salt she was sprinkling around. "You should poke a hole in your pocket so you can just leave a trail of salt behind you."
SPEAKING OF BITING TEA CUPS! Mercer found a clunky tea cup with matching saucer, and he held it up for Suki to admire. "Don't you spend any time wondering about things that aren't dead? Or do I have to do that for you? I can, I mean, I"m a good talker."
"...so against my father," she said solemnly as she looked at the shelves. Mitsuki was not quite sure what to make of her friend's noncommittal war cry, but it would be best to not force her into a position where she would need to choose sides. "That would be a waste. Not every space warrants a touch of salt." He, however, had a certain feel about him that warranted it. A desperate need to purity his thoughts and therefore she took a little step towards him, slipped her hand into her pocket, and sprinkled a little bit of it over his head.
Mmmm, a little better. Perhaps.
"Of course I do," she said while following him over to the tea cups, watching him curiously and waiting for him to hold it up to his nose and experiment. "I don't mind listening to you talk." In fact, she quite enjoyed it. She pointed to the tea cup and then shifted her gaze to Mercer's face - still waiting expectantly and formulating a plan for when he inevitably broke it.
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"...so against my father," she said solemnly as she looked at the shelves. Mitsuki was not quite sure what to make of her friend's noncommittal war cry, but it would be best to not force her into a position where she would need to choose sides. "That would be a waste. Not every space warrants a touch of salt." He, however, had a certain feel about him that warranted it. A desperate need to purity his thoughts and therefore she took a little step towards him, slipped her hand into her pocket, and sprinkled a little bit of it over his head.
Mmmm, a little better. Perhaps.
"Of course I do," she said while following him over to the tea cups, watching him curiously and waiting for him to hold it up to his nose and experiment. "I don't mind listening to you talk." In fact, she quite enjoyed it. She pointed to the tea cup and then shifted her gaze to Mercer's face - still waiting expectantly and formulating a plan for when he inevitably broke it.
Oh no. Mercer gave Suki a panicked look. Her DAD was a HUFFLEPUFF? That made her 50% Hufflepuff in her genetic code. That was half untrustworthy. Did Milo know? He was distracted from his distress when the salt she sprinkled made him sneeze. ACHOO, right out of that death spiral.
"What else do you think about? I mean, I don't think about all the things I talk about. Sometimes I talk before I even think about it." Mercer stuck his finger out and the teacup latched onto it. OKAY THAT ACTUALLY REALLY HURT. "I think I made a mistake."
This was one of Sera's mandatory stops whenever Hogsmeade was open.
Dungbombs were always a necessity (as was the ever present desire to initiate the Forbidden Dungbomb War), but there were other things she liked to grab too. Something to spice things up a bit. Maybe branch out for the things she hadn't used as much. Maybe some Canary Creams? Nose-Biting Teacups?
She didn't have a ton of money - probably because her mother knew what she'd spend it on - so she needed to budget carefully, especially since she wanted to stop by The Three Broomsticks and Honeydukes later. Hmmmmmm...
The Gryffindor picked up a box of Canary Creams, eyeing them thoughtfully.
Karleigh wasn't big on pranks or the kinds of jokes that Zonko's normally held, but the shop was fun and she sometimes just liked to look around. She appreciated the colors and bustling noise, to be honest - even if some might be surprised by her own delicate sort of demeanor.
She wasn't sure what she was going to get when she walked in, if anything at all, and she didn't even have something particular she wanted to look for, but she wandered towards the sugar quills, picking one up thoughtfully before spotting someone she knew. Keeping the sugar quill in hand, she headed over. "Hey, Sera," she greeted her with a smile. "Are you thinking about getting those?" She nodded towards the Canary Creams in her hand. Karleigh had never tried one nor had she given one any, but she was curious to know what Sera's thoughts were.
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Text Cut: Jude!
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Oh yes. Jude DID see that, Delilah. He would have told her that her pride had nothing to worry about, especially when he had been forced to do an unceremonious bit of ducking to save himself. He felt slightly self conscious about it.
Jude came to a stop before the firstie, choosing to ignore her red face. Best to not draw attention to that should he embarrass her further. “No problem,’’ came his cheerful remark, looking to lighten the mood. “Yes, that’s me!’’ Ryder might be his first name but he’d always preferred going by Jude; there were literally two handfuls of people who knew this fact about him.
The Hufflepuff wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Imagine going to take a bath and finding tadpoles swimming around in the water.” He pointed further down the aisle. “I’d rather have to deal with the nose-biting teacup.” As for what he was doing here… “Just looking around. I’m not into pranks. My older sister is the one who got those genes.” Chuckling, he continued, “What about you? Thinking of pranking your friends?”
Delilah soon forgot all about bumping her head. It was only a minor injury anyway...if you could even call it that. Besides, it was best not to think about something so embarrassing for too long anyway. She made a face when he mentioned finding tadpoles in your bath water. "Eww," she simply said. "I think I'll pass." Why was she even in here again?
A node-biting teacup? "Painful, but at least it's not disgusting," she said. She shook her head when he asked her if she was planning on pranking her friends. "Nah. Maybe when I was younger, but it's not really my thing. I just came in here to look around," she replied. "I haven't exactly been to Hogsmeade much. What's your favorite thing to do here?"
"Now this I might like," she said, picking up a Sugar Quill. "You ever tried one?" They weren't really a prank or joke. Not like most of the other things in this store anyway. She surveyed the collection until she found one she really liked, and then she plucked it off the shelf. Sold.
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SPOILER!!: Delilah! <3
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Delilah soon forgot all about bumping her head. It was only a minor injury anyway...if you could even call it that. Besides, it was best not to think about something so embarrassing for too long anyway. She made a face when he mentioned finding tadpoles in your bath water. "Eww," she simply said. "I think I'll pass." Why was she even in here again?
A node-biting teacup? "Painful, but at least it's not disgusting," she said. She shook her head when he asked her if she was planning on pranking her friends. "Nah. Maybe when I was younger, but it's not really my thing. I just came in here to look around," she replied. "I haven't exactly been to Hogsmeade much. What's your favorite thing to do here?"
"Now this I might like," she said, picking up a Sugar Quill. "You ever tried one?" They weren't really a prank or joke. Not like most of the other things in this store anyway. She surveyed the collection until she found one she really liked, and then she plucked it off the shelf. Sold.
Jude chuckled at Delilah’s reaction. No, he wasn’t laughing AT her. “Yep, if I came across something like that, your reaction would be mine too.” But they should move on to a cheery, less disgusting topic.
True, the Nose Biting Teacup packed a serious punch and now that he thought of it… was that too much of a newbie sort of prank? What were the more sophisticated prank merchandise on the market these days? “I came to look around too. Haven’t been in this particular shop in a while, honestly.” Spotting another piece of flying merch zooming straight for him, Jude hurriedly dodged to his right. “So many flying hazards! Gosh, it’s so annoying.” Scanning the airways to make sure that the coast was clear, the Hufflepuff relaxed a hair. “On Hogsmeade weekends? Nothing in particular. Mainly I try to find something to send to my parents and older brother.”
Ohh, Sugar Quills! “You bet I have!” Jude lowered his voice from not wanting to be overheard. “During a few lessons. Shh! Don’t tell anyone.” Winking, he returned to his usual still quiet tone. “The Deluxe versions last longer though, did you know? I dunno about you, but I don’t really think these are prank items…” That could just be him though.
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Yes, thank you. Atlas would like to spend a bit of galleon today - though he was less about using his purchases and more in disassembling them for parts. His dad, mum, and unchiul had gifted him with various bips and bobs for Christmas (probably recyclables from old projects of their own, though some he felt had surely been received from the junk shop in the Alley) and he was keen on growing his flight of mechanical insects that lived under his bed. Or in his pocket. He did have Hercules in his pocket today.
Thankfully dungbomb'd out, for now, Atlas moved over to the wind up options and selected something that resembled those muggle chattering teeth wind up toys and began inspecting it. He was looking for a particular few pieces to complete his current project, Potato.
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Yes, thank you. Atlas would like to spend a bit of galleon today - though he was less about using his purchases and more in disassembling them for parts. His dad, mum, and unchiul had gifted him with various bips and bobs for Christmas (probably recyclables from old projects of their own, though some he felt had surely been received from the junk shop in the Alley) and he was keen on growing his flight of mechanical insects that lived under his bed. Or in his pocket. He did have Hercules in his pocket today.
Thankfully dungbomb'd out, for now, Atlas moved over to the wind up options and selected something that resembled those muggle chattering teeth wind up toys and began inspecting it. He was looking for a particular few pieces to complete his current project, Potato.
It felt like ages since the Gryffindor had been inside the joke shop and if she was being honest, walking in made her feel like she may have already outgrown the place and had no business being there. That was the thing with growing up, yeah? You had to start admitting that some things weren't for you anymore and you had to start considering whether other things now were.
Emm was on the fence about a lot of it, realising that there was still a lot she apparently hadn't grown into despite her friends doing so. Was she worried she'd stop fitting in? Only a lot Not at all.
But, it did get her thinking.
The sixth year moved through the aisles, filled with a bout of nostalgia for all the things she used to find cool but could no longer bring herself to get excited over. There had to be something. If she hadn't yet moved on, there must have been something left for her in here.
A brother for Artemis maybe? No, her aunt Jessa was unlikely magick her another baby dragon. She could get herself some fireworks, those might be a good investment.
"What would you even do with it?" Emm asked, coming to a stop by Atlas and noting the overactive set of dentistry in his hand. It was a genuine question. Somewhere along the lines of focusing on dance, she felt the world had moved around her and she seldom knew what to do about it.
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He was tempted to get his screwdriver out from his pocket and just disassemble the toy right here and now. It looked like what he wanted was here...but the size could be off just a bit and then he would be wasting a couple of sickles and knuts. Well, at least for this project. He supposed he could consider it an investment but...he was impatient to complete this particular project and was more about that instant gratification.
Left hand slipping into his pocket, Atlas began to feel around for the tool and pushed aside a couple of gears and the metallic sticks gifted to him by Nemesis several years ago now...only to nearly jump out of his skin when a voice spoke from behind him. Well, not REALLY nearly out of his skin...and it was more of a surprised jolt that sent a series of goosebumps all down his neck. Do naughty things and you were bound to get caught eventually.
To his relief, however, once he turned around he found that it was just Emmerson standing behind him and not the shopkeeper. And, speaking of growing up and growing out of things, he realized just how much they had drifted apart from one another. They weren't those toddlers in Ministry daycare together anymore causing havoc and trying to plan their grand escape so they could explore the Ministry on their own terms - or go swimming in the Fountain of the Magical Brethren or go check and see if there were timeturners still locked away somewhere or go feed the blood hounds on level four. She didn't know how a naïve interest had grown into a full blown passion now - though maybe him explaining would at least ring some bells. At least he knew she still danced, he had observed her performing a few movements airily here and there in the corridor or a corner of the common room every now and than. Nice that some things did not change, you know?
Still, she was a friendly and familiar face despite the lateral growth and was able to offer a sheepish smile. "I don't actually want it for its intended purpose...I just want its parts so I can complete Thimble."
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