4 Feb 2024, 14:33
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
Acting a fool with some killer dance moves. some hyperdrive cleaning and mess making, and a monologue before looking for @AngelFyre McCubbin. Open to interaction.
Simon watched as AngelFyre approached an old friend of theirs and decided he would help clean up the mess that had been made at the table where he stood - there were sprinkles not in their sprinkle container, knives left out from the frostings, different embellishments here or there that belonged there or here. He rapidly began to straighten up, even going as far as ensuring that the tablecloth itself was as perfectly even on both sides as he could get it with just his sight. Then he looked over to the next table and saw it was in the same state of disarray!!! He straightened that one too.
By the time he looked back to AngelFyre, she was now busy talking to a second Gryffindor and he wondered exactly what was going on with her. The girl was the absolute nicest person he knew but he also knew that socializing drained her. Maybe she was helping them with some sort of joint lion-badger project that he didn't know about or something. He let her have some space as he bobbed to some music that might have or might have not existed and then began breaking out into various dance moves - the moon walk, the sprinkler, running man.
It was when he stopped that he glanced back over to the now nicely arranged tables and his dhampir eyes fixated on the colorful sprinkles. Oh how it looked like confetti! Simon grabbed one of the dishes. "TO HOGWARTS, OUR BELOVED SCHOOL! OH HOW WE WILL MISS YOU! GO WITH US, GOD, WHEN WE LEAVE THIS PLACE. GO WITH US INTO TOMORROW, GUIDE US WHEN WE'RE LOST, GRAB US WITH YOUR STRONG HAND WHEN WE'RE ABOUT THE FALL OFF THE PRECIPICE OF WRONG CHOICE, AND GRANT US YOUR PEACE SO WE MAY GO CONFIDENTLY ON THIS FOOTSORE AND SACRED JOURNEY OF OUR LIVES! OH HOGWARTS, HOGWARTS, HOGGY WARTY HOGWARTS, TEACH US SOMETHING PLEASE!"
His little rant was a combination of a prayer, an Irish blessing, and the Hogwart's alma mater.
As he finished, smoke began to fill the space which he occupied and he could no longer see his perfectly perfected table, the colorful confetti like sprinkles, his classmates, or his beautiful girlfriend.
He missed her instantly. "AngelFyre?" he asked, just above a whisper, looking here, looking there, but could see nothing.
"AngelFyre?!" he asked a little louder. The smoke was now consuming him more than the energy that he held just moments ago and he was now fixated on that. "No. No," he wasn't going to stand for this. "It was an American president, John F. Kennedy that stated: We are not here to curse the darkness, but to light the candle that can guide us through that darkness to a safe and sane future." And he drew his wand and casted Lumos so he could hopefully see through the haze.
There was probably a harmless explanation for this, but he wasn't going to risk it. When Hogwarts as he knew it had been occupied by hags, killer dolls, and who knows what else, he wasn't going to let the largest room full of students and staff be at risk for possible harm. He lifted his wand and casted Ventus, the wind jinx to clear the space.
ACTION: Casting Ventus, the wind jinx, to clear the smoke from the Great Hall
Sta: 9 | Eva: 10 | Str: 10 | Wis: 7 | AP: 6 | Acc: 8
Abilities/Race:Dhampir - Fangs and Claws, Unsettling Aura TURNED OFF,
Healing Sage
Be kind to one another. (*iNPC is Miles Thatcher)
4 Feb 2024, 20:55
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
banner tba| ironic, innit
@Alyssea Brown, @Raizel Voltrouz, @Rebecca Lark Astra
Roderick
Thoughts
Other People = Their HexAs Astra took another bite of the rather blobby and snowman looking biscuit, which upon futher inspection she realized was just your average gingerbread man, she spotted Anti coming towards the table. What in the world was wrong with this girl?
Raizel's face was twisted in a displeased expression and Alyssea was looking around as if something strange had happened. Which, Astra supposed it had, as she felt a sudden surge of energy, reminding her of the time she and Roderick and Roderick's best friend Nico went to the corner shop and bought energy drinks and drank them. Their parents had been, in various levels, concerned, frustrated, and amused by this act.
And then Anti had the audacity to try and turn Astra's own cousin against her? "Your accusations are tot'lly unbased
Your brain must be lost out in space
How could I spike
Your biscuit delights
When I was not the one to bake?" Astra retorted, voice dripping with a saltiness previously unseen at large. Even Astra didn't know she contained so much sass.
And then suddenly chaos erupted and smoke and noise and shouting and a professor who didn't really sound like that said professor and next thing she knew Roderick (who had slipped off to chat with some friends near said chaos and noise and smoke) was coughing and stumbling back and fumbling for something in his pocket and Raizel was galavanting off and towing Alyssea with her-
"Wait! What's happened?
Is that the potions professor?
She looks rather maddened
Look! Are those her aggressors?
Aye, they look like trouble
Those two students must be the transgressors
We must get out a’fore it goes to rubble
Raizel, what are you doing?
What if the trouble becomes double?
It seems a storm is brewing
But first, let's think about it
We can't go into the action without reviewing
Wait a bit before we split
Let's make a plan before we take a hit.”
Astra blinked as the torrent of words finally halted and yet her cousins still ran towards the danger. Her words once so loud now slipped out in a whisper. "Egad. This is bad."actions : being confused but rhyming so that's fun
5 Feb 2024, 00:59
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
banner by the lovely linda ramirez ─ thank you so much!
· · ─────── · 𖢨 · ─────── · ·The pumpkin juice was a wonderful refreshment, and its slightly sweet taste brought a small, nostalgic smile to Koko's lips. That smile was quickly replaced by a puckered frown as hiccoughs wrenched their ways out from her lungs. The blonde-haired girl hunched over as her breath was repeatedly stolen from her. She'd never had an adverse reaction to pumpkin juice before, so momentarily she wondered why she was hiccoughing so much now. Perhaps she'd drunk it too quickly.
Her worries were interrupted by the eye-watering, dark, foul sight of smoke. Being a Quidditch player, Koko hadn't been the target of a Smokescreen Spell in years, and not for the first time, she was glad she wasn't a duellist. But she couldn't dwell on that. Her already-awful posture worsened as she blinked, her cookies forgotten as she searched in vain for her surroundings. She would remain seated, slouched over the table as hiccoughs wracked her body. Where had the smoke come from?
She scrunched up her nose as she tried to remember a spell to get rid of the effects of Fumos. Koko had never been one for paying attention in Charms or Transfiguration or any of the other spellcasting-heavy classes, and she supposed she would pay for that indifference now. She forced herself to think of more practical applications ─ what could possibly rid a room of smoke? What moved smoke?
She was deep in thought when she heard that sounded awfully similar to Professor Regan's. Since she was unable to see anything much, she listened the best she could, and she frowned (although this frown was punctuated by the still-persistent hiccoughs that threatened to expel her very soul from her body). She couldn't recall learning about that potion, although Professor Regan had probably mentioned it before, and something seemed... off.
But Koko really had never been the most observant. Maybe Professor Regan had a cold. Still being unable to see properly, even unable to see her beloved cookies, Koko sighed and closed her eyes before her sigh was interrupted by yet another very rude hiccough. Ugh. If only there were a way for her to get rid of these hiccoughs. They might have been caused by the smoke, somehow.
Koko continued to sit hunched over the table, looking decidedly worse for wear as her body continued to shudder with the incessant hiccoughs. She would do nothing to alleviate the situation, opting to sit and wait it out. She heard something about two students being 'transgressors' and wondered if they had created the smoke. If not, something had gone horribly wrong... but Koko did not think she would be the one to fix it.· · ─────── · 𖢨 · ─────── · ·
Actions · none
OPEN to interactions!
Moderator info:
ReducioStats:
ReducioStamina: 20 - Evasion: 10 - Strength: 3 - Wisdom: 7 - Arcane Power: 5 - Accuracy: 17
Abilities:
ReducioPart-Veela Alluring
Evasive Maneuvers
Part-Veela Scream
Calming Presence
Part-Veela Charm
Keeper's Catch
[pc] koko riddle · 'pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.'
'it always starts and ends with birds.' · cyrus darsel [inpc]
7 Feb 2024, 18:14
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
This was Nellie's first real event at Hogwarts. The young Hufflepuff had expected holiday fun and perhaps a few jokes between friends. What she got was wizard pranks and mild chaos. Who knew that there was a charm, or perhaps a potion, that acted as a social lubricant for otherwise shy witches. Whatever it was, she had to get her hands on some more, though maybe in a smaller dose.
The raging curiosity in her at the moment had her attention moving rapidly from one thing to he next while her new found social boldness had her filtering absolutely none of it. Despite Howie's rather odd behavior next to her, her attention was back on @Alan Vanes and his cookie. "I mean, of course I do. Especially around the holidays. What kind of cookie-" Just when it looked like she might commit the biggest social faux pas of all, taking someone's food, she noticed @Howard White and his box and her attention shifted once more. "Ohhh whats that?" She moved to get a better look at the puzzle he was working on just as her vision seemed to dim. This distracted her enough for her to pause and remove her glasses. Using the sleeve of the soft sweater she wore, she wiped gently at the lens, working to remove what she initiall thought was fog on the glass. Putting them back on, however, showed no change.
Before she could react, her anxiety rising above social needs and curiosity, there was a loud crack, like a firecracker going off near by. Already on edge from her obscured vision, she startled just about out of her own skin, letting out a brief shout of surprise. She didn't even realize, at first, that the sparks had hit her cheek, burning the skin there. That realization would set in a moment later when shock from he noise subsided, giving way to the stinging sensation. Already her skin was red and blistering where the sparks had settled.
But she noticed Howie attempting to open the box directly beside her, his incantation clueing her into what was happening more than her currently obscured sight.. "Howie, no!" With everything that had just happened, who knew the damage that might be done if it was opened. Despite wanting to know what it contained, her need for safety won out as she put her hand over the top of it, or what she thought was the top. With the smoke, she wasn't entirely sure. However, the goal was to keep the box closed.
The raging curiosity in her at the moment had her attention moving rapidly from one thing to he next while her new found social boldness had her filtering absolutely none of it. Despite Howie's rather odd behavior next to her, her attention was back on @Alan Vanes and his cookie. "I mean, of course I do. Especially around the holidays. What kind of cookie-" Just when it looked like she might commit the biggest social faux pas of all, taking someone's food, she noticed @Howard White and his box and her attention shifted once more. "Ohhh whats that?" She moved to get a better look at the puzzle he was working on just as her vision seemed to dim. This distracted her enough for her to pause and remove her glasses. Using the sleeve of the soft sweater she wore, she wiped gently at the lens, working to remove what she initiall thought was fog on the glass. Putting them back on, however, showed no change.
Before she could react, her anxiety rising above social needs and curiosity, there was a loud crack, like a firecracker going off near by. Already on edge from her obscured vision, she startled just about out of her own skin, letting out a brief shout of surprise. She didn't even realize, at first, that the sparks had hit her cheek, burning the skin there. That realization would set in a moment later when shock from he noise subsided, giving way to the stinging sensation. Already her skin was red and blistering where the sparks had settled.
But she noticed Howie attempting to open the box directly beside her, his incantation clueing her into what was happening more than her currently obscured sight.. "Howie, no!" With everything that had just happened, who knew the damage that might be done if it was opened. Despite wanting to know what it contained, her need for safety won out as she put her hand over the top of it, or what she thought was the top. With the smoke, she wasn't entirely sure. However, the goal was to keep the box closed.
Interacting with: Alan Vanes, Howard White, Open to more!
Actions: Trying to stop Howard from opening the box.
Stats:Stamina 6 | Evasion 6 | Strength 4 | Wisdom 8 | Arcane Power 5 | Accuracy 6
Ability:Calming Presence
Every interaction, no matter how brief, holds the potential for something great.
Stamina 6 | Evasion 6 | Strength 4 | Wisdom 8 | Arcane Power 5 | Accuracy 6
Calming Presence
8 Feb 2024, 19:10
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
this is the tune of your doom
THIRD MOD
this event is still open to others, feel free to join!
The Buffet
Kim, seemingly not having learned his lesson yet, was munching on yet another cookie while floating. The cookie would make him feel extremely social, he just really seemed to want to get right into the middle of action and conversation!
He would not be the only one who had learned from the chaos and previous events, though he seemed to pretty much be aware and disregard the possible danger regardless. However Emma just appeared oblivious to the consequence, taking both cookie and pumpkin juice. Suddenly she would feel very cozy and comfortable as if nothing could get her to loose her patience or nerves. If it wasn't for the hiccups that suddenly started up.
The Challenged
Howard found himself intrigued by the box. It had been what he was looking for the entire time after all, a riddle to solve. The solution to the world's troubles perhaps? For him perhaps it would feel that way right now. However rather than doing as the riddle seemed to demand, he cast a spell. What more to expect from someone with such low wisdom?Different than perhaps hope this did not appear to open the box however. Instead the four gem stones fell out of their sockets and a wood engraving apeared beneath the sockets,Alohomora DC: 9 + 2 (LC) = 11
Wisdom Check: [d20:18] + 1 = 19, success
"if you desire to open its locks,How odd indeed...
you must place it on this box".
Raizel's gaze within her hand would find a little note, had it been there before?How peculiar indeed...
The Trouble
Axyen would be the first to intervene. Not letting the three troublemaker get on their merry way. Why? Who knew, perhaps concern? "Hurting them? Me? No of course not, they are silly kids and need some detention, uhuh!" The fake Meabh proclaimed, still on her way to drag them out of here by the ear. Smokey and Sparky were complaining along the way, because perhaps it was unpleasant after all. "They are fine, but we three need to leave now", the not Meabh croaked, further attempting to just leave. Almost as if there was a reason for just fleeing the scene now. As if it was getting more urgent by the minute. Pierre while staying out of trouble (for once) attempted to follow or at the very least get closer to the action without drawing the attention to himself.Meanwhile Figaro had been sent on a quest to seek out Xailah, [d20:16] instantly finding his way to the lionness as he scurried through the trouble ahead. Alyssea while vibing along the way, would quickly find herself dragged along by a very fierce Raizel. The great hall in shades of pink did look quite magnificent though. Angry and hoping for justice, Galton got up to confront the destroyers of his cookie. "Assault?" Sparky shot back, "And what property even? We got to go... uhhhh detention!" It seemed like Sparky was ready for an arguments but thought better of it at last. They seemed urgent to leave the hall.Sneak vs Perception
Pierre: [d20:13], hidden
Trouble: [2d20:11,9], unaware
Simon, bothered by this lack of vision and accumulation of smoke, picked the wind jinx to get rid of some of it.The dhampir would actually manage to clear the already thinning fog.Ventus DC: 11 + 2 (LC) = 13
Check: [d20:12] + 7 = 19, success
The troublemakers try to leave. Does Rai stop them?While not having the desired effect, it did seem to tick Sparky off enough to stop himself from leaving right away as he went for the Gryffindor lass. "You stupid-"Immobulus DC: 12 + 2 (LC) = 14
Check: [d20:16] + 8 = 24
Acc: [d20:11] + 8 = 19, missed
Eva: [d20:12] + 12 = 24, evaded- WHAM![Sparky] tries to punch Rai
Acc: [d20:8] + 15 = 23, hit
Eva: [d20:2] + 7 = 9, punched for 120 HP
Meanwhile Smokey escaped Meabh's grasp and bolted out the door, while the woman attempted to grab Sparky once more and drag him to the exit.Smokey left.
not-Meabh and Sparky will leave next round, unless stopped.
Reducio
CP: all students and familiars
@Xailah Alptraum: 1100/1200 (-4 Wis [0])
@Howard White: 1200/1200 (Clumsy [0], Riddle me this [0])
@Nellie Lam: 550/600 (Energized [0], Social [0], Smokey [0], -4 Wis [0])
@Zach Zaphiere: 700/700 (Hiccoughs [0])
@Alyssea Brown: 700/600 (Pink [1], Energized+ [1])
@Opeila Winters: 1100/1000 (Sarcasm [0], Energized+ [0])
@Raizel Voltrouz: 480/600 (Sour [0], Riddle me this [1])
@Galton Lansdale: 1000/1100 (Smokey [0], -4 Wis [0])
@Rebecca Lark: 900/800 (Energized+ [0], Poetry [0], Wet [-])
@AngelFyre McCubbin: 1000/1000 (Social [0])
@Simon Kincaid: 1000/900 (Energized+ [0], Smokey [0])
@Astra Norrick: 700/600 (Poetry [1], Energized+ [1])
@Alan Vanes: 1200/1300 (Clumsy [0], -4 Wis [0])
@Siobhan McCarty: 500/500
@Koko Riddle: 2000/2000 (Hiccoughs [1], Smokey [0])
@Kim Sato: 900/900 (Floating [1], Social [2], -5 Eva [1])
@Aly Salinger: 1000/1000 (Social [1])
@Piérre Marchonné: 700/700
Figaro: 200/200
@Axyen Dragonclaw: 600/600 (Sour [1])
@Emma Wynn: 1000/1000 (Cozy [2], Hiccoughs [2])
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[Smokey]: ???/??? (left)
[Méabh]: ???/??? (trying to leave)
[Sparky]: ???/??? (trying to leave)
The Sacrifices
CP: all students and familiars
@Xailah Alptraum: 1100/1200 (-4 Wis [0])
@Howard White: 1200/1200 (Clumsy [0], Riddle me this [0])
@Nellie Lam: 550/600 (Energized [0], Social [0], Smokey [0], -4 Wis [0])
@Zach Zaphiere: 700/700 (Hiccoughs [0])
@Alyssea Brown: 700/600 (Pink [1], Energized+ [1])
@Opeila Winters: 1100/1000 (Sarcasm [0], Energized+ [0])
@Raizel Voltrouz: 480/600 (Sour [0], Riddle me this [1])
@Galton Lansdale: 1000/1100 (Smokey [0], -4 Wis [0])
@Rebecca Lark: 900/800 (Energized+ [0], Poetry [0], Wet [-])
@AngelFyre McCubbin: 1000/1000 (Social [0])
@Simon Kincaid: 1000/900 (Energized+ [0], Smokey [0])
@Astra Norrick: 700/600 (Poetry [1], Energized+ [1])
@Alan Vanes: 1200/1300 (Clumsy [0], -4 Wis [0])
@Siobhan McCarty: 500/500
@Koko Riddle: 2000/2000 (Hiccoughs [1], Smokey [0])
@Kim Sato: 900/900 (Floating [1], Social [2], -5 Eva [1])
@Aly Salinger: 1000/1000 (Social [1])
@Piérre Marchonné: 700/700
Figaro: 200/200
@Axyen Dragonclaw: 600/600 (Sour [1])
@Emma Wynn: 1000/1000 (Cozy [2], Hiccoughs [2])
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[Trouble]
[Smokey]: ???/??? (left)
[Méabh]: ???/??? (trying to leave)
[Sparky]: ???/??? (trying to leave)
Mod Note: all NPC are created for the purpose of this event only. Also (spoiler warning): permission from Meabh to use her likeness was given
This is a main account tied to: Nichlas Forsberg
8 Feb 2024, 19:51
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
Axyen watched not-Regan's reply, something didn't even sound right about her. The way she spoke, she never spoken like that before. "Professor...? A-are you okay? Y-you're speaking a bit off..." Axyen said not thinking for a minute. "N-not that anything is wrong with you of course!" Axyen swiftly added. He watched as one of the kids(Smokey) escape from the professor's grasp. "Professor, I-I..." Axyen hesitated for a moment. "I n-never seen somebody want to escape something like that, I-I think th-that's a further indicator y-you're being too harsh." Axyen said, getting in the way subconsciously, as the not-professor tried to grab Smokey, but Smokey managed to leave.
So much was happening right now, a few moments ago Sparky punched Raizel, whom Axyen met int he corridor once. This causes Axyen to flinch a bit, what was even happening anymore? Axyen's sense of justice was still strong, but his second thoughts were finally beginning to kick in, as doubts filled Axyen's mind. Axyen needed to continue standing up for what was right, just because these kids were trouble makers still doesn't make this right. Axyen hoped the professor understood the point Axyen was trying to make, Axyen was shaking only a little bit from fear. He was trying his best in this situation and that's what he would keep on doing.Information!!!Actions!!!Still making regretful decisions.Items!Wand.Stats and Encyclopedia!Stamina - 6 | Evasion - 6 | Strength - 2 | Wisdom - 9 | Arcane Power - 10 | Accuracy - 8
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Stamina-7|Evasion-6|Strength-2|Wisdom-9|Arcane Power-15|Accuracy-8
Prodigal Defense Against the Dark Arts Learner | Beast Master
8 Feb 2024, 21:53
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
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Credit: @Damion White
Bailey was running late, late late!!! She had spent far more time than usual, getting ready (and goodness gracious, was she wearing a dress?!) She was wearing a dress, with a pair of black boots, and her usual jewlry. gold bracelet, gold watch, gold rings, pearl and gold earrings. classics, but elegant ones!
Bailey was excited about this event, but was somehow running late. whyyy do i suddenly care about what i look like?? bailey wondered to herself, and then grudginly blushed a little. she knew exactly why she took more time getting ready - and that why was not a why, but a who who was a he. And that He happened to be ... her best friend, Kim. It had taken... an event to get her to realize how she felt... but now she felt that she and @Hanako Tone were on good terms, and she considered him a friend now!
Entering the great hall, bailey imediatly spotted the food table, and what looked to be a cookie decorating table. Both were right up her alley, and she made her way over to them. She spotted her bestie @kim sato floating, and laughed. She walked up to him, and he handed her a cookie. Something seemed off about Kim - besides the fact that he was literally floating. Bailey couldn't put her finger on it at this moment though, and decided to roll with it.
She smiled at him, and without a word took a bite of the cookie.
"it's quite festive and cosey in here, isn't it?" she asked Kim, looking around the room at all the happy faces.
Reducio
Stamina: 6
Evasion: 6
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Martial Artist
Calming Presence
Sixth Sense
stats+abilites
Stamina: 6
Evasion: 6
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Martial Artist
Calming Presence
Sixth Sense
╚══════════════.♥.════════════╝Tag: @kim sato
Words: 269/200
Action: eating a cookie (offered by Kim sato. permission to godmode kim giving bai cookie was given.
we are all born beautiful. it is a tragedy we are convinced that we are not”
iNPC: Lloyd Matthews Thomas
Main account: Bailey Glade
9 Feb 2024, 23:59
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
Interactions ❯❯ @Alyssea Brown | @Astra Norrick | @Rebecca Lark
Mentions ❯❯ @ | @ | @
❂《 ⌜ January 7, 2024 ▎ 7:00 PM ⌟▛▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔Raizel needs answers to this chaos, demanding to know what is going on and for her, the answer lies in these folks who are the cause of it. Two students and one professor, no, slash that, a wannabe Potion Professor.
Deep inside, she knows following them is a terrible idea as she doesn't know them or what they could even do. Spells couldn't be the only thing in their sleeves but she is seeking answers and even danger couldn't stop her from doing so. It was weird, what she's feeling isn't normal but there is just this urge that's pushing her to pursue the reasons for this chaos, the motives behind their actions. The answer lies before her and she won't let them get away no matter what.
Her grip on her cousin loosened, letting go as she positioned herself where she could aim for one of the retreating figures of the troublemakers. She made a gesture of two mountain peaks and then a line underneath before following it up with the incantation. “Immobulus!” It was a nice attempt to keep them from leaving but sadly it missed but not only that, but it seemed to have angered one of them and before Raizel knew it, pain rushed through her body, stumbling back due to the impact from a nice punch on the face from one of the troublemakers.
That time, she noticed the strange piece of paper that seemed to have found its way in her hands but right now. As much as she wanted to see whatever was written in it, she can't let herself be distracted by it, deciding to put it in her pocket for now as she has better things to do and that's to retaliate. “Oh, it's on now.” While she couldn't stop them with a spell, at least she has their attention. That should buy people enough time to take action, that is if they even have courage to try. “Bring it!”
▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▟⌜ Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations ⌟ | ⌜ WC: 329/200 ⌟
««««« Dialogue | #800000
INVENTORY
Prod. Charms | Perfectionist
Casting Flipendo at Sparky
Oziel Toussaint | Miharu Goto
STA: 7| EVA: 9| STR: 3| WIS: 12| ARC: 10| ACC: 10
Perfectionist I | Fearless | Wandmaker | Terrible Presence
13 Feb 2024, 14:50
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
Nellie was not typically curious by nature. However, at the moment, thanks to those stupid biscuits, or perhaps it was the juice, she was different. Her newfound, and hopefully temporary, curious nature warred with her desire of self preservation. Talk about anxiety inducing. Sure, Howie might have been about to open Pandora’s box, but Nellie found herself really needing to see what was inside- danger be damned.
Her attempt to stop Howie had come to late. It didn’t seem to matter as the gems clattered to the table, leaving the box, as yet, unopened. Standing from her place at the table, she did a frustrated little dance as she tried to figure out her next course of action. Surely, it couldn’t be too terrible if it was opened, right? Her face still stung from where the sparks had hit her in the face, but that was an easy fix. All she had to do was visit the hospital wing and she’d be right as rain in an hour or so. Magic had given her a new perspective on what was dangerous.
With an annoyed groan, Nellie stood on the chair she’d just been seated in. Howie was tall and it was the best way to see what he saw without obscuring his view. However, she did invade his personal space some. Between her curiosity and her social drive, both caused by the hijinks of the party, her boundaries and filter were nearly at zero at the moment. She’d apologize for any awkward later, if he didn’t shove her out of his space entirely.
Her voice was quiet as she read the words out loud. “If you desire to open its locks, you must place it on this box.” She paused as she processed the clue. “Oh! Here!” She was already working to get off her locket an drop it on the box, if Howie would let her anywhere near it, anyway. The locket was on a chain with it’s key, but Nellie simply wanted to test something.
Interacting: @Howard White
Action: Dropping her locked locket on the box (If Howard doesn't stop her)
Stats: Stamina 6 | Evasion 6 | Strength 4 | Wisdom 8 | Arcane Power 5 |
Ability: Calming Presence
Her attempt to stop Howie had come to late. It didn’t seem to matter as the gems clattered to the table, leaving the box, as yet, unopened. Standing from her place at the table, she did a frustrated little dance as she tried to figure out her next course of action. Surely, it couldn’t be too terrible if it was opened, right? Her face still stung from where the sparks had hit her in the face, but that was an easy fix. All she had to do was visit the hospital wing and she’d be right as rain in an hour or so. Magic had given her a new perspective on what was dangerous.
With an annoyed groan, Nellie stood on the chair she’d just been seated in. Howie was tall and it was the best way to see what he saw without obscuring his view. However, she did invade his personal space some. Between her curiosity and her social drive, both caused by the hijinks of the party, her boundaries and filter were nearly at zero at the moment. She’d apologize for any awkward later, if he didn’t shove her out of his space entirely.
Her voice was quiet as she read the words out loud. “If you desire to open its locks, you must place it on this box.” She paused as she processed the clue. “Oh! Here!” She was already working to get off her locket an drop it on the box, if Howie would let her anywhere near it, anyway. The locket was on a chain with it’s key, but Nellie simply wanted to test something.
Interacting: @Howard White
Action: Dropping her locked locket on the box (If Howard doesn't stop her)
Stats: Stamina 6 | Evasion 6 | Strength 4 | Wisdom 8 | Arcane Power 5 |
Ability: Calming Presence
Every interaction, no matter how brief, holds the potential for something great.
Stamina 6 | Evasion 6 | Strength 4 | Wisdom 8 | Arcane Power 5 | Accuracy 6
Calming Presence
14 Feb 2024, 07:01
Biscuits, Cravings, Decorations
| the seconds are relentless, i'm helpless as they keep flying by... | korean - english⠀⠀ |
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I'M WALKING ON MY WAY ALL ALONE⠀
STAMINA • 9 | EVASION • 12 | STRENGTH • 2 | WISDOM • 7 | ARC POWER• 4 | ACCURACY • 10 |  |  |  |
| ⠀ | There were so many people in the room. Crowds of people. Lots of them. They just seemed to keep coming and Kim was starting to get a little nervous. Maybe more than just a little. That blasted social anxiety within him began to come to the surface and he could feel his heartbeat quickening and his blood pressure rising as a result of this. He needed to get out of there. He needed to --- it was around this time that something changed inside him, right after he'd consumed the ginger cookie AF had given to him. It was as if everything had become lighter and a great weight had lifted off his shoulders now. A smile came to his lips and his eyes glazed over a little. "I wonder what's going on. There's lots of chatter over there. It doesn't sound like it's just people having fun eating and drinking stuff, I bet it's something fun." Kim said in Korean and licked his lips. Maybe he'd go over and see what the nearest group of people were doing over there. After all, socializing with people was something he loved doing, he couldn't get enough of it! He lived to interact with them. But of course, he'd need to pick up some sweets to bring with him. Coming to a group empty handed? Nope. Doing something like that was rude! One always needed to bring something with them before entering into a group of any kind, that was just common sense. Ack, Kim had forgotten he was still floating in the air a little bit. It was kind of hard to 'walk' over to any group like this. Well, no matter. He could just float over to them for now. As Kim tried to move in the air, a familiar face showed up directly at that particular time. A grin could be seen on his face as he leaned down in the air to pluck a cookie from the dessert table. "My darling @Bailey Glade! How nice to see you at a place like this! How about a sweet for someone sweet?" Kim said in Korean, not realizing he was talking in Korean at the time. Dropping the cookie into Bailey's hands, he smiled at her and picked up another cookie from the air. He wasn't entirely sure what type this one was but it didn't matter. Might as well grab a drink too while he was at it, those cookies were a little sweet when you consumed more than one at a time. Kim thought about how to pick up a drink while in the air, it would be difficult not to spill the contents out. After thinking about it, he reached out to lightly grab hold of Bailey's shoulder. Then, he tried to pour some pumpkin juice into a mug on the table. Once he'd accomplished this, Kim lifted the mug up into the air to down the contents. "Thanks for letting me use your shoulder. It's kind of hard to balance up in the air like this." He told her in Korean. As Bailey spoke again, Kim glanced around the room. "It is, isn't it? I think there are a lot of things going on, I hear chatter everywhere. But I think something else is going on too. Want to go check it out together?" Kim asked with a grin, feeling an uncontrollable urge to go socialize with others. | ⠀ |
Reducio
Actions:
Kim eats another unknown type of cookie and drinks some pumpkin juice.
Abilities:
Parselmouth - Perfectionist - Pet Snake
Kim eats another unknown type of cookie and drinks some pumpkin juice.
Abilities:
Parselmouth - Perfectionist - Pet Snake
| kim sato tone bakugo | sta • 10 | eva • 18 | str • 2 | wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 20 sta • 10 | eva • 15 | str • 12 | wis • 7 | arc • 4 | acc • 17 |
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