The Mistletoe Spin Group #6 Summer Camp 2024

RPing as Zophyr Qethnis from Uagadou

Genderfluid, pronouns at the moment: he/him

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

Date: August 2 2024 Time: Evening

Interacting with: Ren Willow-Saito @Qrowley Beithir, @Guinevere Russetwood Mentioning: X

A dance, huh? And a kissing game on top of that. As soon as he'd heard of this event, Zophyr knew he was signing up. Dancing was fun, kissing was fun, hanging out with pretty people in their best outfits was fun, and- wait a sec was that Ren?

It was Ren. Zophyr had only just gotten here but he immediately saw him, and a tiny hint of red made it to his cheeks. Though he had seen him at camp before, once more was always a good thing. And there he was, obliging, in his magnificent white hair and light blue outfit and red eyes... red eyes? That was new. And rather beautiful. Oh gods, Zophyr had to stop looking at him or he would have a heart attack.

He stepped onto the dancefloor and was immediately whisked into the dance. It took him a second to realize what had happened - some sort of spell had gotten hold of him, and now he was dancing a dance he did not know, without even trying. Hm. Zophyr wasn't sure what to think of that. It was frustrating, because he wanted to dance on his own, but also almost relaxing. He didn't have to worry about knowing what he was doing. He could just keep looking at Ren all the cool outfits everyone was wearing.

A white-haired girl had a really cool white skirt and top that Zophyr thought looked fantastic. It still wasn't enough to keep his eyes off Ren, who by now he was pretty sure had spotted him. That was embarrassing, and Zophyr did everything he could to look elsewhere. Why, he wasn't sure - he was never like this! Confidence was who he was. Why was this happening?

The dance slowed before coming to a stop. Zophyr found himself in front of a dark-haired girl, who looked a little older than him. He smiled at her, looking up to find a candle hovering above their heads. No mistletoe. It was weird - he'd come here for a kissing game, but now that he wasn't doing it, he felt... relieved? For some reason, the idea of Ren seeing him kiss someone else made him feel bad. But that was ridiculous. Ren was just a pretty boy Zophyr liked - they weren't dating or crushing on each other or anything. ...Right?

Zophyr glanced over to see Ren under mistletoe with another boy, and his eyes widened in alarm. Then he cursed himself - Ren's life was his own, he could do whatever he wanted, Zophyr had to stop caring - but his heart rate calmed only when both boys shook their heads.

This was absolutely ridiculous. He had to stop looking at Ren. Turning back to the girl in front of him, Zophyr said, "It is good to meet you. See you around the dancefloor?" The music would soon whisk them away.

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Outfit drawn by me and inspired by drkav's art here Art here --> made by the amazing Qrowley Beithir, here's their shop (:

Roleplaying as iNPC Quentin Gagné of Beauxbatons
English | Français
interacting: @Alyssea Brown | mentioning: @Linda Ramirez

Quentin had one mission tonight. He was wearing the same dress robes he had on the last time he was in the UK. They did not fit as well—he was experiencing a growth spurt this summer. And his new mature look was turning heads, even in ill-fitting robes. But there was one redhead in particular he wouldn't mind turning toward him. And his mission was to find her.

He had to see Linda again. They had shared a lovely dance and chat, and before he knew it, Quentin was whisked back to France to finish off his third year. He didn't write her an owl, nor did she him—he desperately hoped it was not for lack of interest but that her time was also consumed by exams. And now here in London, he hadn't seen her yet because quidditch practice had been occupying all of his time. But a dance! It was perfect.

Many worries bounced around Quentin's head: What if she didn't come to the dance? What if she didn't come to the camp? What if she was at camp and was at the dance and there was just some guy already dancing with her? But then he saw it—that unforgettable flash of red! He marched straight toward her—and when his foot hit the dance floor, he thought he was falling or everyone else was falling—no, wait, no they were dancing.

The flash of red twirled away from him, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Finally, the music stopped. He caught Linda's form again—she was paired up with another girl. Good. Wait, was it? What if she liked girls, too? Quentin hadn't thought of that—he realized his competition had increased twofold. Anyone could show him up.

Speaking of girls—it took a few seconds—but Quentin realized he was holding hands with one. A warm brunette was standing with him under the mistletoe. Without thinking, he quickly gave her an air kiss, la bise, on both cheeks. No bad luck for them!

"Enchanté, Alyssea. I'm Quentin from Beauxbatons."

[calming presence active on everyone]
Action: being French and nervous and trying to find Linda

A dance was the type of social event that Guin liked but never really participated in. Obviously, she had attended a few of dances and balls previously, either with a friend or with family, but she didn't recall ever participating in one at summer camp. Or winter camp. Whatever it was this year.
The fourth year had anticipated hot weather and a warm breeze like every other summer, so she had packed a white floor-length dress that would be suitable for a dance or any more or less fancy occaision. After rummaging in her bags, she realized with horror that none of her jackets paired well with her dress. Unless she wanted to just wear a hoodie outside of it, but she thought that would be too informal. Sighing, she gave up and walked to the mirror in her tent's bathroom to do her hair. She did two braids that eventually met up and twisted into a bun, and took out strands of hair from her bangs to style in the front. She also clipped on a couple basic gold necklaces, slipped on her regular running shoes (no one was going to see them under her dress anyways), and headed out.
She arrived at the venue and it felt as if the second she stepped on the dance floor, someone had casted Rictusempra at her, the spell swishing her about the dance floor and eventually ending up with some younger kid she had never seen before. She noticed the bright orange and red makeup on his eyes, which reminded her of butterflies.
"Nice to meet you too," she said, glancing up to find not a mistletoe but a candle. A relief, for sure. The almost-fifteen year old had never kissed a person in her life. "I like your makeup look, its cool." The boy had turned his gaze from elsewhere to talk to Guin, she noticed. She followed his gaze to a red-eyed Japanese looking guy. Damphir? Or just colored contacts? Whatever it was, the Slytherin guessed that the two younger boys liked each other. The music started again, and her legs started dancing away.

@Mahlioz Evethisawe
ooc note: xx

Linda felt excited and looked forward to the dance. It was a time she hoped to finally meet Quentin again. The year was so full of things that she didn't get a chance to write an owl for him, though she definitely hoped it won't repeat again.

As she put on gold colored dress, she went to the dancing area. Coming closer, she started to feel disappointed. It seemed like they didn't get a chance to choose with whom to dance.

After some searching she noticed some of her friends, and what was even somehow awkward was the fact that Alyssea seemed to be Quentin's partner and Linda found herself hoping that they won't kiss in lips. The thought about it made her feel sad, so she stopped looking at them. Although to be honest with herself, Alyssea was a really great friend as well as EmmaLee. She trusted the girls a lot.

However, the next surprise made her thinking if it was like this till the end or would it change? She was paired with a girl and luckily they were just under a candle. She wouldn't want to kiss a girl. Hi.

Linda was thinking about the time in camp. It was not bad, but it would leave so little time for her to prepare in a great way for her bestie's birthday. And hopefully, she could also come visit France.
Mentioning @EmmaLee LeDames, @Alyssea Brown, Quentin Gagné@Della Barfield

RP as Mahoutokoro INPC Kanae Suzuki Interaction with Stephen Schwartz @AngelFyre McCubbin
Mentioning:

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RP Date August 2, 2024 Speech Reducio "Kanae's Speech" 'Thoughts'

Outfit/s Reducio x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/946881890399346484/ x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/996491855042872948/ x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/571394271786534152/ x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/303922674875171891/ hair https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/493988652893486357/ Items: trunks, wand, and small cross body bag her height for rp reasons: 156cm (about 5'1 and a half) Post date July 20, 2024 (12:56)

The brunette girl giggled a bit upon seeing her cousin at the floor near her. 'Oh well, hope she has a good time.' she thought mischievously. Kanae's attention then turned to her dance partner. "Oh it's quite lovely to be present" she replied. The Mahoutokoro girl's english wasn't perfect but she tried. Her partner introduced himself to be Stephen who was from Ilvermorny. She had only visited her family in the UK but America? She could only dream.

Kanae laughed a bit at the durmstrang-ilvermorny joke. "Well, your last name does sound like someone from Durmstrang." she commented."Yes, I'm from Mahoutokoro. My name's Kanae Suzuki" the girl introduced, her accent being almost painfully obvious. It wasn't hard to herself from blabbering about as she was quite a chatterbox in her native language but didn't know enough English to go on and on. Kanae gave stephen her signature warm smile which quite literally enchanted way to many back home, though the Suzuki didn't know it's power.

"How is it in the America?" she asked, "I never been there before."

She didn't really attend this spin with the intention of kissing anyone. The girl just wanted a few friends that she could converse with to learn more casual English. Earlier, she was quite overjoyed to hear that her partner was an American. Kanae wanted to be someone who worked all around the world so learning English was a necessity.

RP Word Count: 237/200
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Action: talking to her partner

Group 6

MODERATION POST

There's not a lot of kissing going on in this group, and that's okay! Consent is important, which is something that Ren Willow-Saito and Landon Matthews know very well. No kissing between these two... or between Astrid Olsen and Linda Ramirez, who are content to just greet each other.... or between Zophyr Qethnis and Guinevere Russetwood, who exchange compliments and nothing more.

In fact, the only two kisses on the floor don't even make contact - they're from Quentin Gagné to Alyssea Brown and are very much that French air kiss we all know and love. Well, isn't that sweet. And while EmmaLee LeDames and Miles Thatcher dodge wax by simply stepping out of the way of the dripping candle, Stephen Schwartz looks longingly on from afar with his partner, Kanae Suzuki.

The music starts back up again, and the spell whisks everyone away to find a new partner... and by the time the violins fade out once more, each skilled dancer is paired with someone very new, in a situation that is either also new or vaguely familiar...

THE DANCE FLOOR HAS SPOKEN:
Astrid Olsen (@Anastasia Varney) and @EmmaLee LeDames end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
Ren Willow-Saito (@Qrowley Beithir) and Stephen Schwartz (@AngelFyre McCubbin) end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
@Alyssea Brown and @Linda Ramirez end up under a candle.
Kanae Suzuki (@Ara Villa) and Quentin Gagné (@Della Barfield) end up under a candle.
Zophyr Qethnis (@Mahlioz Evethisawe) and Miles Thatcher (@Simon Kincaid) end up under the mistletoe!
@Guinevere Russetwood and @Landon Matthews end up under the mistletoe!

For any questions or concerns, please owl the moderator of this event, @Aly Salinger.

Also and very importantly, please make sure your action is clearly visible and separated from the rest of your post. Preferably put it in a quote at the bottom but as long as it's separate that's fine. I would also appreciate an inclusion of any stats and abilities you may have in your posts. Makes it much easier to mod!

As the dance floor lit up and the disembodied music began again, EmmaLee felt the magic begin to climb up her toes. Before she was whisked away from Miles by the enchantment, she gave him another half curtsy by flaring out her flowy yellow skirt and a wink before calling "Allons-y!Let's go!" with a laugh and twisting off into the beat of the music and into the hands of another partner.

This time she was a little quicker to get with the program, laughing as she met partner after partner and getting in a real hello and a couple of words to her friends, Alyssea, Linda, Zophyr, Miles, before the partner exchange happened. After a while, she even started to feel like she could do the dance without the music in the future if she ever wanted to. It might even be a fun thing to show Alura and Grace when she got home.

As she was whirled by the magic into Stephen's own arms once more, she was able to do more than giggle and be whisked away, although a few words in response to his earlier comment were all she was able to say as the dance took them away from each other once more. "Good evening, Sir Stephen. Are you 'aving fun with the game?" It seemed a good strategy to pass sentences back and forth as the enchantment would allow, with anyone she wanted to attempt to talk to.

As the trill of the music dipped and began to slow, EmmaLee found her self hands in hands and face to face with the one person she had been wanting to avoid on this dancefloor. Apparently, even a thought required a knock on wood. At this point, it wasn't even Astrid herself. EmmaLee had never really gotten the full story from anyone on why the girl had completely left their tent and she had not seen the girl herself since that awful night. So it wasn't like EmmaLee was going to hold a random grudge about someone who had decided she'd rather be with her own school, but EmmaLee had taken to staying out of any situation that would bring her into contact with anyone from Durmstrang. It seemed the whole school was out for blood at the slightest little real or perceived indignity, so she intended to give them all a wide berth for as long as she possibly could, maybe they evened out as adults.

All of that being said, she wasn't one to completely ignore someone who was standing right in front of her. If Astrid remained civil, so would EmmaLee.

"'Ello, Astrid." She said politely as the magic and the music faded once more and she dropped the other girl's hands. She smoothed her yellow skirts down for something to do with her hands. The two girls were kind of an interesting pair: They were the same height, even with their shoes, with pale hair and skin and blue eyes. They could almost be filters of each other. "Your outfit looks lovely on you." She said sincerely. EmmaLee didn't usually wear white because she was certain it made her look like a bar of soap. Maybe it had something to do with EmmaLee's thick, curly white hair that gave her no kind of silhouette when she wore white because she didn't feel like Astrid's outfit had the same effect on the older girl.

All of a sudden, EmmaLee felt a pile of wax hit her shoulder once more and it was as if the wax had lit a volcano inside her chest. This was why she hated these stupid kissing games! All they ever brought anyone was uncomfortable feelings and the moment she thought she might have fun at one, she not only had to encounter the one situation she wanted to avoid, she was being covered in wax half the time. Without even bothering to remove the pile of wax this time, EmmaLee reached into a pocket in her dress and pulled out her long, white wand.

"I- Avifors!" She snapped, not loudly, aiming the spell at the candle above them. There was a better spell than Avifors, EmmaLee's boiling temper told her, to deal with the stupid, dripping thing, but she would risk harming herself, Astrid, and anyone around them and the point was to get rid of the thing, not ruin the whole dance. So turning the thing into a bird would have to do.

EmmaLee rubbed the spot between her pale eyebrows with the thumb and index finger of her left hand as her right tucked her wand back into her pocket. "Maybe someone should learn to cast a proper everlasting candle spell before 'anging them over all our 'eads." She snapped under her breath.

Ladies save her. This was going to be a long few minutes.

ACTION:
Casting Avifors at the dripping candle.

ABILITIES AND STATS:

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Fearless | Dhampir's Aura, Terrible Presence, Lycanothrope's Intimidation, and any spells or potions that cause fear are ineffective.
Calming Presence | Allies (defined at the START of an instance regardless of later betrayal) gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target.
Prodigal Transfiguration | Able to learn/perform Transfiguration spells above her current year.
STAMINA: 9 | EVASION: 8 | STRENGTH: 3 | WISDOM: 8 | ARCPOWER: 9 | ACCURACY: 10

norwegian ❅ russian ❅ english ❅ swedish

august 2 outfit

@Linda Ramirez @EmmaLee LeDames

i was waitin', in the garden - contemplatin', beg your pardon

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The few minutes Astrid passed in front of the red haired girl were a little bit awkward. She was a little bit taller, and was wearing a gold dress that was very pretty. The blonde didn't know the other girl's name and she didn't ask because the whole thing was awkward. So she just stood there, until the music started again and the magic moved her feet for another dance. "Goodbye!" She was dancing again, hair flying around and skirt floating with her movements. A litte bit later, she found herself under another candle, facing the yellow dress girl. EmmaLee... That was her name. Okay, that pairing may be even more awkward. The two girls were in the same tent two years ago, when the participated to a prank war against the Horntail Horde. Durmstrang at heart, Astrid obviously tried to help her school and got kicked out of the tent. She didn't even want to be in that tent in the first place, so it was cool. And from what she remembered, EmmaLee didn't do anything too damaging so yeah, everything was cool. "Ello, Astrid." Oh, it was polite, but she didn't seem too pleased with the pairing. "Hey EmmaLee!" "Your outfit looks lovely on you." Smiling to the compliment, she replied "Oh, thanks! You dress is also very nice." Silence. Tense silence. Astrid should say something. "Look, about last time... I probably should have helped the Conspira-sea, but my school goes first, you know? And" As she was starting to ramble a little bit, some candlewax fell on EmmaLee's shoulder, who grabbed her wand and casted an Avifors! on the candle floating above the two girls. Probably not the way the Norwegian would have handled it, but it still could work. Widening her eyes and thinking once again about Hogwarts' incompetence in a lot of things, Astrid asked "Shit, are you okay?" It was nothing compared to a slug attempting to kiss you, but wax could still burn. "Maybe someone should learn to cast a proper everlasting candle spell before 'anging them over all our 'eads." AHA! Was it confirmation what even Hogwarts students thought that Hogwarts was shit? Maybe. But arguing about schools with the other girl was definitely not on Astrid's to-do list.

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sta ● 11 | eva ● 9 | str ● 6 | wis ● 10 | arc ● 7 | acc ● 9
fearless - obnoxiously strong - keen eye - charmer
charmer opponents everyone
action trying to apologies to EmmaLee, thinking shit about Hogwarts
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As Mahoutokoro INPC Kanae Suzuki
Interaction with Quentin Gagné @Della Barfield
Mentioning: Stephen Schwartz @AngelFyre McCubbin

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RP Date August 2, 2024 Speech Reducio "Kanae's Speech" 'Thoughts'

Outfit/s Reducio x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/946881890399346484/ x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/996491855042872948/ x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/571394271786534152/ x https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/303922674875171891/ hair Items: small cross body bag her height for rp reasons: 156cm (about 5'1 and a half) Post date July 26, 2024 (14:58)

The music started almost as quick as it ended. Kanae's partner was pleasant but quite distracted by another. She didn't mind of course but she would've appreciated more flavour. The music was nice as usual, switching from partner to partner quickly as she danced. It was exciting and fun. Exciting because she gets to meet new people and fun because of dancing, duh.

No one can really blame her, she was a tween on her own in a foreign country without her parents so she wants to do as much things on her own as possible!

Kanae spun around the dance floor and until the music stopped. The person in front of her was someone with piercing blue eyes and looked somewhat...French? She couldn't just assume of couse so she struck up a conversation. "Hi! I am Kanae Suzuki from the Mahoutokoro, Japan Wizard School." she greeted with a smile. Although her English wasn't perfect and her accent was obvious, she wanted to interact with people to improve at least. The whole reason she was even in London is because she wanted to improve her fluency in "the English.".

The realisation finally dawned, she almost completely forgot about the Mistletoe thing! She looked up and gave a sigh of relief. It was a candle. Kanae giggled a bit at her overreaction. 'この男が平凡な人間ではないことを祈ります...' she thought hopefully.

RP Word Count: 225/50
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Translation:
この男が平凡な人間ではないことを祈ります. = Kono otoko ga heibon'na ningende wanai koto o inorimasu = I hope this guy isn't plain/mediocre.

Action: talking to partner

RPing as Zophyr Qethnis from Uagadou

Genderfluid, pronouns at the moment: he/him

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

Date: August 2 2024 Time: Evening

Interacting with: Ren Willow-Saito @Qrowley Beithir, Miles Thatcher @Simon Kincaid Mentioning: @Guinevere Russetwood

The girl Zophyr had ended up with complimented his makeup, to which he grinned and thanked her. She was cool, he decided. Though her dress looked rather cold in this weather, it was really pretty - she had good style. But once he'd managed to tear his eyes off of Ren, there were only a couple seconds left before they began to dance again, and he didn't manage to tell her how much he liked the dress. Oh well. On they danced.

Zophyr only had one goal in mind: not look at Ren. Well, not thinking of Ren was also part of that, but it wasn't working all that well, because the only thing on his mind was the boy. Think about dancing, think about dancing... it didn't help that he didn't even need to, because of the spell that just made him dance without him trying. Thankfully, after a few more agonizing minutes (in which, surprisingly, Zophyr did not glance Ren's way once - gods, that had been hard), the music slowed and he was once again in front of a dance partner.

This one he knew. A certain Miles Thatcher, from Ilvermorny, who happened to be in Zophyr's tent. He didn't know him too well, but the older boy had suggested pranking on the first day, which was definitely a green flag. Still, well, this wasn't exactly someone Zophyr wanted to kiss, but after a quick look above them, he was disappointed to find some mistletoe.

Oh dear. He certainly hoped Miles wasn't looking to get kissed. He didn't want to ruin a potential friendship. "Hello again. You, uh... you okay if I pass on this one?" He paused. "Or like... a kiss on the hand?" It was funny how unembarrassed he was in this situation. At least this felt normal - he was rarely embarrassed about things. Ren had just... he wasn't sure. It was different with Ren.

Speaking of Ren... nowaitdon'tlook- but it was too late, Zophyr had just ever so slightly looked over, and Ren was under a candle, with a certain Stephen Schwartz Zophyr also knew from their tent. Right. Awesome. There was no reason to be relieved about that. Absolutely no reason. Ren could do whatever he wanted, there was nothing all that special about him. Zophyr was not going to look over again for the entire night.

Even he knew that was a lie.

Action: if Miles accepts, kissing him on the hand. Otherwise, passing on the kissing

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Outfit drawn by me and inspired by drkav's art here Art here --> made by the amazing Qrowley Beithir, here's their shop (: