Finished Opening Feast Summer Camp 2024

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Lemmy was floating on a cloud of wonder as he made his way towards the Opening Feast. If being assigned to a tropical beach themed tent and meeting a whole new group of friends wasn’t enough to push his excitement meter to critical, the coordinators had announced a feast along with activities as well! What more could the little half-Goblin ask for as he stomped through the snow in the height of summer. Lemmy skipped along the path towards tonight’s festivities, stopping every now and then to jump up in an attempt to snatch a magical snowflake out of there air. The hum of a gathering crowd grew louder as he drew nearer the center of the stadium.

“Would you look at that!” Lemmy shouted to himself as he ran up to the tables. His head stood just tall enough to peek over the top and what caught his eyes would make his mouth water. Seemingly endless trays of food met his gaze and what a wonder it was to behold. Some of the food looked familiar to him while others looked foreign as could be, but Lemmy could not wait to try them all. However, just as he was about to request his first of many plates from a witch standing behind the tables he heard a cheer of joy coming from nearby.

As Lemmy turned to look his eyes would widen and his jaw would drop. “My goodness!” He exclaimed as his gaze fell upon an ice rink nearby. The goblin would turn and grab a pastry before thanking the witch and scurrying off. A trail of crumbs would be left in his wake as his little legs carried him towards the rink. He’d pull himself up against the wall and peek over to see kids and adults alike skating on the ice. “Oh my! What fun!” Lemmy was running off towards the tent that provided some skates and with the help of the attendee he was soon booted up. Time for adventure!

However, there was only one problem. Little Lemmy had never skated before a day in his life. One wobbly step after another eventually saw him at the ice’s edge, but there he would stop. His smile wouldn’t falter as a new challenge presented itself, but it would be obvious to anyone looking at him that he was not a capable skater. Lemmy’s little arms clung to the top of the wall as he tried to figure out how to balance on the blades, let alone how to make himself move around! Poor Lemmy was destined to end up on his rear soon if a helping hand didn’t come along soon.

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@Mylo Atkins

Now that Colby's belongings were settled, it was time for the summer camp's opening feast. She had met her tent mates, and hadn't really given thought about them. They seemed like decent people, but no one really caught her attention. What Colby was looking for in a friend was definitely unknown to her.

When arriving, the day had felt hot for her. She felt herself sweating in her long jeans. She made a call to change into beige shorts with a green tank top so that she would not sweat too much when interacting with others and participating in whatever was going to be introduced to the campers. Once she felt ready, she left her tent and made her way to the main part of the stadium, where it was said for all campers to meet.

Colby was all about arriving on time. When she got there, she looked around and grunted at the fact that nothing about summer was portrayed in their summer camp. Everything was quite... the opposite. It was a winter wonderland where the ground was filled with snow, snowmen and tree decor was around the stadium's grounds and even an ice skating rink. A shiver went down Colby's spine. None of her clothing was ready for this. She did not even think about bringing a sweater or long sleeved shirts. She could have gone back to put her jeans on, but she was already here.

Colby's body continued to shiver. She needed to keep warm in some way. There wasn't even a fire or anything to warm anyone up from the cold. Colby looked around the stadium and tried to see if there was anything else that she could use to warm herself up. Her arms crossed, she looked at the food area, the ice rink and then her focus went straight to the snowmen. The extra large snowman was wearing a very large scarf and hat. Colby had an idea and did not care what the consequences could be.

She walked over to the snowman and looked up. It was huge. She touched the snowman and felt that it was extremely cold and made out of pure snow. She did not want to destroy the stadium's decor... too much. But how would she be able to get it? She needed a boost in some way. Colby scanned the stadium one more time. Nearby, she saw a wooden bench from the tables. Luckily, no one was around yet to be sitting on them. She grabbed the edge of the nearest wooden bench and pulled slightly to get a gist of its weight. It was heavy, but doable. She pulled with all her might, having the bench slide towards her, making a straight path behind it.

With a lot of pulling, Colby finally got the bench nearby the snowman. She stopped for a second to catch her breath and she curled her fingers to get life back into them. When she was ready, Colby climbed up the bench, and tried to reach for the scarf. With her average height of four foot ten, she was close to the scarf, but was still a couple inches away. Even on her tiptoes, she could not reach. "Shoot!" she said with frustration, her spine shivering again.

Back down on the full of her feet, she crossed her arms and warmed up her arm by rubbing them a few times. When she was ready to try again, Colby went on her toes and slightly leaned on the snowman to try and reach. Unfortunately, the second attempt failed, and she quickly moved her body away from the snowman feeling the ice made her shiver more. Colby rolled her eyes and looked over at where others may be.

"HEY!" she called out to anyone who would hear her. "Anyone tall and want to be useful?" she loudly asked. Maybe someone would hear her, and in turn, help her.

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Interacting with @Colby Vidler	Date - 15/07/24
WC 444/200	Color Legend - Mylo | Thoughts

Snow, there was a lot of it. Mylo hadn't quite been expecting this when he'd heard the words summer camp, but they weren't complaining the scenery was phenomenal. Everywhere you looked there was a sort of calm white blanket over everything, students talking with each other standing next to fires trying to keep a bit warmer, students in questionable clothing for the weather and overall just a lovely atmosphere that was created by the snow and cold.

Mylo had finished getting their technicalities out of the way, like the tent and completing the registry, and had put their stuff away, immediately grabbing a nice and warm jumper, their favourite one to be exact; a lovely green jumper with a floral print on it, it was an insanely warm jumper in this kind of weather. Which had left them happy with the clothing they had thought to bring, quite a lot of clothes that were good for cold weather as well, although Mylo was pretty sure that there would be enough places to warm up for the students who didn't have such cold resistant clothing, it would be quite irresponsible they thought if there weren't places to warm up for the students.

Deciding to walk out and go exploring they saw the tables of food, kind of resembling the tables in the great hall at Hogwarts, so much so that Mylo wondered if they had just transported them from there to here, it wouldn't surprise them with everything he'd learnt and seen that magic could do in the past year. But he thought it might be nice to go and have something to eat, they probably would have some warm food that could help warm him up on the inside a bit. Cause although his jumper was very warm the cold could still get through ever so slightly and that's never quite comfortable.

As they got to the pretty much empty tables Mylo heard a shout, it was coming from over by the snowmen. He had seen those snowmen and they were impressive, they wondered if once again magic was responsible as otherwise he couldn't imagine how long it would have taken to make them. But getting closer they could see another student standing on one of the benches near a snowman, he was surprised at her attire, shorts and a tank top. She must be freezing they thought to themselves, making their way over to her.

Not having heard what she said, but having heard a shout for some kind of help they assumed, they couldn't help themselves but try to help her.

"Hey, is there anything I can help you with?"

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@Mylo Atkins

Colby's green eyes scanned the area to see if she had caught the attention of anyone nearby. Rolling her eyes once more, she turned her head and tried again to reach for the scarf. If I was just a foot higher, she thought to herself while stretching her body with all her might. Who in their right mind does a stupid winter camp during the summer?

Groaning, she flattened her feet back on the bench and sighed, her breath now visible from the snow's chill.

"Hey, is there anything I can help you with?"

Colby's ears perked and she turned around to find someone who had heard her call into the abyss. She scanned the boy in front of her. He looked around her age, but could be a few inches taller than her. Perhaps he could be of some use to her dilemma. Colby, still standing on the bench, crossed her arms and caressed her forearms with her hands to give her some warmth. "I need someone tall to get that scarf." Colby paused and had made an assessment on the boy. "You look short."

Colby turned back around and tried to carefully jump in place to hopefully grab a part of the scarf that dangled down from the snowman's neck. Although realizing that it may decapitate the decor, and that wouldn't be... well... festive. "Who the heck... decides to do a winter summer camp... anyway? This... is... ridiculous!" she said while jumping. She had tried a few times before she realized that this was another failed attempt.

I just need a few meters more, she thought. But how would that work? Maybe another bench that balanced on top of the one she is standing on? No, that was a recipe for disaster. And if the bench was kind of heavy when pulling it, then how heavy would it have been to lift it? Colby just needed to be raised a little more to get that scarf. She looked back at the boy who obviously may not be tall enough, and thought of an alternative way he could help. It was almost like a light bulb shined brightly through the sparkle in her eyes.

Colby jumped down and if the boy allowed, Colby would pull him towards the bench by his arm. If not, then she would verbally try to urge him to the bench. "If you get on all fours on the bench, I can step on your back and reach the scarf," she told him while pointing at the spot on the bench. Colby truly believed that it was a brilliant idea. Now to see if this complete stranger would allow for it to be executed.

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RPing as Zophyr Qethnis from Uagadou

Genderfluid, pronouns at the moment: he/him

☽ Kirundi | French | English | Swahili | Arabic | Tswana | Xhosa ☾

Date: July 15 2024 Time: Afternoon

Interacting with: X (open to interaction) Mentioning: Reuben Garcia @Mellani Miller, Alaric Havertz @Lucian Mornstern, Ren Willow-Saito @Qrowley Beithir

A feast! Alright, that was something Zophyr could get behind. A much better idea than all this snow. He had three sweaters and a jacket on right now, actually, and still somehow had goosebumps. If there hadn't been food, he would have been complaining. But there was food, and so he left his annoyance behind and began to explore the options.

There was a lot going on. On top of the tables containing a gargantuan variety of foods, there were stalls and hot cocoa and snowball fights and a whole dang ice rink. Zophyr had never gone ice skating before, but it was certainly on his list - it looked nearly as fun as Quidditch. Before that, though, food. Perhaps while he waited, he'd spot Reuben or Alaric or maybe even Ren, and they could skate together.

There was so much food Zophyr didn't know where to start. It was mostly things he did not recognize, which he'd been expecting - he was in Scotland, after all - and he didn't mind trying new things. But he was shocked to find some foods he knew and loved, like some mafe that smelled nearly as good as Riyani's. He immediately took some, then piled his plate with some other foods from different places, before getting himself some hot cocoa and sitting down at one of the long banquet tables. A few people were already there, all younger than him, that he didn't know, so he sat off to the side for now.

The food was delicious. No mafe could ever beat Riyani's, but this one certainly came close, and everything else was exquisite. Now, to wait and see if any friends or acquaintances would come and join him. Not that he was bored, but Zophyr could never say no to more entertainment.

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Interacting with @Colby Vidler	Date - 15/07/24
WC 438/200	Color Legend - Mylo | Thoughts

Apparently the girl was trying to get the scarf off of the snowman that was in front of them, although they weren't too sure about assessment of tall, Mylo couldn't quite see how tall the girl was due to her standing on top of one of the benches but he could see that there wasn't too much of a height difference between the two of them. So the next statement about them being short didn't come as much of a surprise.

"I'm not very tall no, but I think there must be another way that's easier than jumping." They added as the girl started to jump on top of the bench, Mylo wincing at every up and down scared that she would fall and hurt herself, trying to get the scarf off of the snowman. Although they could see her point about not liking a winter holiday in summer, it wasn't for everyone.

As he noticed her stopping with the tactic of jumping they could nearly see the gears turning on other ways she could get this scarf off, it left Mylo thinking of ideas as well and quickly forming one. Something so simple that he couldn't believe it had taken that long to think of it, but before they could voice the newest tactic they felt themselves being pulled over to the bench and being told about the girls newest idea.

Mylo felt themselves short circuit ever so slightly, it was certainly an idea but somehow every idea this girl had had so far seemed slightly dangerous, and these weren't thoughts they usually had but Mylo couldn't help but feel anxious at the thought of dismissing her ideas. And they were not very comfortable at all with someone standing on his back. Taking a breath to stop the nerves, they stepped out of her grasp and pitched their idea to her.

"I don't think it's safe to do that to be honest, but I do have another idea that would probably work and is a lot safer than balancing." Stepping back ever so slightly he took out his wand, pointed it at the scarf , starting the wand movement, and stated Wingardium Leviosa. The spell being practically second nature after having done it so many times it worked a charm, the scarf started to move off of the snowman and down to the ground where Mylo lowered it onto the bench the girl had previously been occupying.

"There we go, do you have anything warmer with you? It might be a good idea to change if you do." He added, becoming concerned about how cold she seemed.

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It was a beautiful day to be outside. Ruby strolled through the Stadium, enjoying the sun on her face and the cold of the snow. She loved stepping through the fresh crackling snow, making footprints for someone to follow. Winter was her favourite season. Summers were usual too hot and not as cosy. She would always look forward to the colder weather and being able to sit by a big crackling fireplace, reading and drinking hot cocoa while covered in a warm blanket. She couldn’t think of a better place to be.

After meeting everyone in her tent and getting to know them, she decided it was time to get some food. She was very hungry, and was looking forward to the Opening Feast. While searching for her tent earlier that day, she had already seen the big and small tables, ready for them to chose a place. As she neared the Feast, she could hear the growing rumble of the students who were also headed there. She searched for some familiar faces, but she couldn’t spot one. That’s all right, I’ll find someone at the Feast.

She wasn’t prepared for the sight of the scene. Large tables, filled with the most delicious looking dishes she had ever seen. A lot of the dishes she knew, but there were also big bowls with exotic looking food in all sorts of colours and shapes. This must be for all the international students. I saw some of them wander around, maybe I get to meet some of them. I would love to learn more about their culture.

She picked up a plate from the big pile on the end of a large table and started to load her plate. She chose some of her favourite dishes, but was brave enough to take some new ones too. Maybe they weren’t so bad. She looked for others to sit with, but realised she was one of the first to arrive and not much students had taken place yet. She chose a spot at one of the big tables, leaving room for everyone that wanted to join her. The food looked absolutely delicious, but it would be so much nicer to share it with others. Hungry as she was, she decided to start eating, not letting her food get cold.

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July 15th 2024

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Camp! She had finally arrived! Her bags tucked away in her new tent and dressed up nicely for the winter weather... That's a phrase she never thought she would say... Emily was ready to start her journey at summer camp! Every step she took a skip would follow after as she took it all in. Despite the slight chill in the air, the warmth from the sunshine provided a nice blow of heat as she explored the grounds.

Having arrived quite early she had yet to see a few good faces. Sure, no doubt there were familiar ones on site already but given all that there was to do, there was more than enough they had to get done by themselves. Emily instead took the time to observe every inch of the quidditch stadium, making sure to engrave everything in her memory. The entire grounds were beautifully blanketed in the conjured snow, the tents standing tall with pride in their individual glamour. It was all very akin to portals like those she had read in a few books before, and even a small handful of films she had seen. To call it magical was frankly underselling it. It was all gorgeous.

The Opening Feast began and Emily followed the gathering mass of campers that were inevitably making their way there. Despite the crowd Emily still couldn't quite make out a face or two. At least not any that she was really close with. She was anxious to see Scout, knowing she'd be there.

She perused the limitless options of food that lay before her. Where was she even supposed to start? The supply was endless! With how much of it looked utterly divine as well, there was no way Emily could choose without piling her plate so high it would all topple over. She managed to narrow down her choices to a precise selection; nothing could beat spaghetti and meatballs (with all the cheese of course), some greens on the side and a little chocolate slice for the very end. A single bite already made the whole evening feel nostalgic. Emily had been fretting about leaving "Auntie" on her own after being away all year at Hogwarts, but this meal already set her anxiety at ease. It was almost a spiritual sign that she was still fine back home.

She continued to sit there as she contently ate her food. In comparison to the past where the summers were slow and disappointing, she had a feeling something a little more "exciting" would happen this year. Whether it was magic, an encounter, perhaps both? Emily didn't know yet, but if the message commuted to her through her Tarot cards were onto something, she would trust that.

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