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OOC Information
- You have 5 days / 120 hours from now to write your posts (minimum word count is 200 words).
- In the same time period, send me (Violence Bloodthorn) your actions per owl. Do not hint at your actions in your post.
- Unless asked not to, if all actions have been submitted and posts made, I will be moderating before the deadline.
- If you don't post in the allotted time frame, your action is void.
- Since this is an unofficial duel, your stats and abilities remain unlocked.
- Have fun! And please reach out if you notice I've made a mistake, first time moderator here, thankyou.
afternoon |
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29th September, 2025 |
Prat, Siobhan |
speech ◦ thoughts |
375 words |
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| 𝓥iolence was standing in the duelling club staring at the entrance. She'd never duelled before and after frequent persistence from Avina, she had was finally here to sign up for her house team. She wanted to start duelling last year but she'd been too nervous to. This year, however, she had decided that she won't let nerves get the best of her. So she walked over to the table with Ravenclaw's parchment with the roster and wrote down her name, house and year. Violence's dad was an Auror, and so obviously, he was an extremely skilled duellist. Vi had always been extremely captivated whenever he told her about the way he caught the 'bad guys'. The one thing she'd learnt was that precision and peace of mind were the two most important things in a duel. Ofcourse, knowing the spells, their incantations and the wand movements was important as well. She couldn't wait to start duelling but her anxiety gnawed at her. If only she could see a match first. She turned to Avina, "Hey Av, you've duelled before haven't you? Can't you get somebody to duel with you now? If only I could watch a match before I start, I'd probably be a lot less nervous." Just then, she felt a tap on her shoulder and a guy introduced himself as Prat. "Hey, I'm Violence. Violence Bloodthorn. How can I help you?" He explained that he'd overheard the conversation and then asked her to moderate a duel between him and another girl. Violence was surprised, that would be fun. So she agreed, looking around for the girl. Prat told her to go get the girl, giving her Siobhan's description. Violence went to get her but Siobhan was already on her way. They went inside, and Violence stood on one side of the room as the duellists took their positions. "Okay well, bow to each other, please. Wands up, stance ready. Begin on three. And don't, like, kill each other." She took a deep breath, not knowing what would be in store for her as she said, "One. Two. Three. Go!" She looked expectantly, excited for whatever would happen after this. She just had to make sure nobody died, right? She could do that, ofcourse. | ||
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aftertaste.
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Stats: sta 6 ⊹ eva 8 ⊹ str 7 ⊹ wis 7 ⊹ arc 7 ⊹ acc 7 | Time: A Gloomy Day| CC:#2E8B57
────────────────────────────────When the younger student had approached her asking if she would be willing to showcase some of her duelling, Siobhan found herself a little encouraged as she meandered her way into the Duelling Club room. Her hand grazed upon the castle walls as she thought to herself why her, why she would be picked of all the members of the Gryffindor Duelling team to be a show off and show off her skills.
Siobhan gently pulled her hand from the wall as she entered and found her place on the piste, waiting for her opponent. The darling second year had not mentioned who it was that she would be duelling against but Siobhan hoped that it wouldn't be someone who attempted to coddle her and go easy on her.
If anything, this was a practice round for the official duels that were yet to arrive when the games started up. She was curious who her teammates would be now that the roster had changed slightly.
Considering her arsenal, she thought to a few of the spells she preferred and decided quickly the best course of action for herself. It would require much concentration to duel against one opponent vs on a team where she would be able to fall back on her team to help her. This was solely on her own, and she needed to do her House proud if it was an accomplished duellist that she was up against.
The distractions from just entering school for her third year and having been a third year for just under a month had been stressful. Between her new friend Alphonse arriving at Hogwarts, and reconciling with Matthew, it hadn't been enough to tune out the anger in one other voice that had quite admonished her with thorns wrapped words.
"You and I both know you could use it" Prat's words had whipped her mind as he referred to how meek and mild her confidence was. That horrible-
She stilled herself. Prat was not here- She was not going to let him and his cruel words distract her from the duel ahead of her. Building her confidence had been one of her goals for the school year and what better way then to start with a duel? Something she had been good at before everything.
Siobhan's attention was pulled towards the voice of the moderator, Violence, which she thought was quite an odd name for a child, and she steeled herself. Wands out, head up.
Confidence... She had to have it somewhere within her heart. Lions did not concern themselves with the opinions of sheep. Therefore she could find her own two feet andstand upon them in this duel. If she won- she could rub it in that rat bastards face that she was confident and clearly he had known nothing about her when he tried to belittle her for not being available for the ball when he could have just asked her immediately. She was more than just an afterthought.
Siobhan shook her head again trying to shake Prat's stupid words and stupid self from her head. That awful worm was distracting her and he wasn't even here!
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: @Prat Pass @Violence Bloodthorn|
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
sta 6 | eva 8| str 7| STATS | wis 7 | arc 5 | acc 7|
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream- Sleeping Beauty
aftertaste.
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@Siobhan McCartyFEARLESS | LOVELY CREATURE | EVASIVE MANUEVERS
─────────────────────────────────────────────────────────Prat adjusted his uniform as he began to steady his nerves and doing his best to keep his expressions unreadable. Was this attempt deceitful? Entirely. He knew that, he was well aware of it. But he needed to find himself a channel. A way for him and Siobhan to speak again, and with the state she'd left. She would never agree to it otherwise. The moment she stepped on piste, looking as radiant as ever, well a little gloomy but she did seem quite fired up. He was getting the inkling there might not be a comeback from this.
He watched her from across the piste, his wand resting loosely in his hand with the faintest flicker of guilt shadowing his features before he smoothed it away. He hadn't meant what he'd said to
her last time. Well...not truly, at least not most of it. It was anger, hurt and an ego given voice. A lash meant to wound. A last ditch effort meant to wound because he'd felt the wounded first. The memory of her hurt expression when he'd said it had replayed far too often in his head since the night.
Hidden behind the anonymity of this duel request. He didn't speak when she entered, if she saw through the ruse too early, she'd walk away and never come back.
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| Prat Pass - Slytherin | |
Sta: 7 | Eva: 10 | Str: 6 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 7 | Acc: 13 |
Sta: 9 | Eva: 15 | Str: 0 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 15 |
aftertaste.
Round 2
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Reducio
OOC Information
- You have 5 days / 120 hours from now to write your posts (minimum word count is 200 words).
- In the same time period, send me (Violence Bloodthorn) your actions per owl. Do not hint at your actions in your post.
- Unless asked not to, if all actions have been submitted and posts made, I will be moderating before the deadline.
- If you don't post in the allotted time frame, your action is void.
- Since this is an unofficial duel, your stats and abilities remain unlocked.
- Have fun! And please reach out if you notice I've made a mistake, first time moderator here, thankyou.
afternoon |
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29th September, 2025 |
Prat, Siobhan |
speech ◦ thoughts |
258 words |
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| 𝓥iolence watched as Siobhan walked on to the piste. She looked... disturbed? Distracted? Maybe it was just nerves, Vi told herself. Still, she called out to her once, "Hey, you good? You seem a bit disturbed, do you maybe not wanna participate in the duel?" she voiced her concerns. Violence didn't have water or chocolate to offer to the girl. This was the best she could do, for now. She hadn't planned on moderating a duel, after all. Prat, on the other hand, had a hint of guilt on his face. Violence could be wrong but she thought he was nervous too. None of them spoke to each other, just pointed their wands at each other, and cast their spells. Violence had never duelled before but she doubted there was any rule against talking to your opponent. She frowned and turned to Avina, "Is this normal? Not speaking to each other, like no words at all. Do you know these people?" Avina also said that this did seem a bit weird. "I feel a bit awkward, but I guess, we just have to wait for them to cast their spells, 10 rounds and we're done, right?" "Both the participants cast Mimblewimble, what are the chances? Both spells cast with much precision. Do you both need water or anything? Maybe take a break. You both seem quite... tense." She chuckled internally, she was curious to see what would happen in the next round with both of them tongue - tied. "Okay, both of you are tongue-tied. Round 2 begins." | ||
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aftertaste.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
Stats: sta 6 ⊹ eva 8 ⊹ str 7 ⊹ wis 7 ⊹ arc 7 ⊹ acc 7 | Time: A Gloomy Day| CC:#2E8B57
────────────────────────────────Siobhan felt her tongue twist in a tight knot, soliciting a bit of a squeak from her. Uncomfortable, but not painful, she raised her fingers to her mouth as she felt her heartbeat in the tip of her tongue. Well... This had been a rough start.
There wasn't much she could do at the moment as she had no way to counter this charm. It would be best to let the affects wear off and pray that her spell lasted longer than her opponents on her. Violence had called out to both of them informing both of them that they had accurately hit each other with the spell, she felt a slight surge of confidence in the rest of the duel.
Siobhan tried to think about anything but the slow unwinding of her tongue. She wasn't sure how long it would take but there were definitely options for the next move. What her mind eventually wandered to was the silence between her and her opponent.
Who was it? She couldn't very well call out to them now because of her tongue but their form looked familiar. Did she know them? It had to be someone familiar to her or it wouldn't be her that was duelling against them. They wouldn't know her otherwise.
She started to go through the mental roster of who it could be. It couldn't be a few of her friends such as Alphonse, or Astra. They didn't duel. Matthew would have asked her out right and Prat...
She really didn't want to think about him. It hurt too much. He had promised never to call out to her again and if there was one thing that Prat wasn't, it was a liar. He hadn't talked to her since she had run away from him, and to be honest, she had really hoped he would have.
The stubborness in her ran deep though. She was still mad at him somewhat. But she had hoped that maybe, one of them could swallow their pride enough to speak to the other without forgetting everything that had already happened between them.
Siobhan felt her tongue naturally loosening with every passing second.
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: @Prat Pass @Violence Bloodthorn|
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
sta 6 | eva 8| str 7| STATS | wis 7 | arc 5 | acc 7|
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream- Sleeping Beauty
aftertaste.
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@Siobhan McCartyFEARLESS | LOVELY CREATURE | EVASIVE MANUEVERS
If this reads weird, I'm super sleepy rn, barely awake.
─────────────────────────────────────────────────────────Prat's plan had almost entirely collapsed in on itself when the two of them had decided mimiblewimble as their initial choice of spell work. Despite the boy's best attempts, fate had all the severe ways for the world to make him suffer.
What had been a ruse to convey his words to siobhan had turned into a tryst of unspoken words amidst the unruly exchange of spells that left both the duellists speechless. But that wasn't new for Prat, he had a tendency to leave people speechless, just not in this way.
The boy at this point in his life had grown tired of the charades and would rather simply go find her and speaking it out with her. Sio however, had been quite elusive since the night, Ignoring him or not. It didn't seem like sio was looking into addressing what happened that night.
With a mimblewimble still binding his tongue, Prat readied the few option he knew he stilled possessed. He wished one time he could be the guy doing back like his duel with Raizel. where he punched her in the throat, one would use it and now with everything on board,
There was no point in reminiscing, Prat had an idea and he was gonna fulfill it as he brought the thought to fruition..
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| Prat Pass - Slytherin | |
Sta: 7 | Eva: 10 | Str: 6 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 7 | Acc: 13 |
Sta: 9 | Eva: 15 | Str: 0 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 15 |
aftertaste.
Round 3
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Reducio
Sio's action- waiting for the effects to wear off.
They do, you're not tongue-tied any more
Prat's action- Active Dodge, no rolls.
You are still tongue-tied.
Sio's action- waiting for the effects to wear off.
They do, you're not tongue-tied any more
Prat's action- Active Dodge, no rolls.
You are still tongue-tied.
OOC Information
- You have 5 days / 120 hours from now to write your posts (minimum word count is 200 words).
- In the same time period, send me (Violence Bloodthorn) your actions per owl. Do not hint at your actions in your post.
- Unless asked not to, if all actions have been submitted and posts made, I will be moderating before the deadline.
- If you don't post in the allotted time frame, your action is void.
- Since this is an unofficial duel, your stats and abilities remain unlocked.
- Have fun! And please reach out if you notice I've made a mistake, first time moderator here, thankyou.
afternoon |
|
29th September, 2025 |
Prat, Siobhan |
speech ◦ thoughts |
230 words |
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| 𝖂hile the players were casting their spells, Violence's mind wandered to how she would work in a duel. Would she start with Mimblewimble too? It certainly seemed to be a good choice, but not in scenarios like this where both of them are tongue-tied. That would be a waste of time. Maybe there could be another spell that she could use. What if she just set fire to her opponent. That would be a sight, watching people trying to put out a fire in their hair or eyebrows. She could also set their clothes on fire, although she hadn't learnt that spell yet. She could also use Flipendo, that would also be a good starter spell. Strategizing with a teammate would be fun, too. 'Hello? Earth to Violence?' Avina nudged her. "You're moderating a duel, babe. You can't just zone out in the middle of it, you know?" Violence blinked, letting her eyes focus, "Yes, sorry I was just wondering what I'd do in a duel. But currently, what are Prat and Siobhan doing?" Violence saw Siobhan standing but Prat had moved, as if trying to dodge. Maybe he though Siobhan was going to try to cast a spell with her tongue twisted into knots. "Okay, no spells casted. There's time for your tongues to get back to normal." After a few minutes, she said, "Round 3 begins. Get casting." | ||
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Last edited by Violence Bloodthorn on 2 Nov 2025, 19:19, edited 1 time in total.
aftertaste.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
Stats: sta 6 ⊹ eva 8 ⊹ str 7 ⊹ wis 7 ⊹ arc 7 ⊹ acc 7 | Time: A Gloomy Day| CC:#2E8B57
────────────────────────────────Siobhan relaxed fully as her tongue relaxed. It was no longer twisted around itself and she was free to cast something back at her opponent. Though as it finally untwisted and was completely free of itself, Siobhan felt her breath let out in a huff. Who on earth was her opponent and why were they so silent.
Why would anyone be afraid of a girl who got stuck on the moving stairs at least three times a day? Who could barely see in front of her own face.
Siobhan squinted again as she tried to force the perspective of her opponenet into her field of vision. It failed spectacularly except for the outline of black hair. It looked far too familiar for comfort and she worried it was the one person she did not want to be duelling against at the moment. Prat Pass.
Siobhan was not afraid of Prat, nor was she nervous about dueling against him. Afterall, the last time that they had been matched up in an official duel- she and her teammates had removed him very quickly from the match by knocking him out. She hadn't felt much remorse then as they had barely known each other but she knew that when it came to dueling, she didn't worry about much of his actions. She just didn't want to duel against him because she didn't want to see him.
No pun intended.
Siobhan's wand arm stiffened as she mused over her thoughts. If it was Prat- then why didn't he just ask her to participate like a normal human being? Was he incapable of telling her things straight to her face that weren't insults? Her brow furrowed and she found a frown crossing her face.
She was still quite offended by how he had spoken to her the other night up in the Astronomy Tower. In fact she had been going out of her way to ignore him. She'd moved away during classes, been actively listening for his voice to make sure she wasn't walking in the same corridor with him. She'd been walking too and from classes with Alphonse to make sure that she wasn't alone or in a situation where he would try to talk to her.
She didn't want to. Not just yet.
"Violence... Who exactly am I dueling against?" Siobhan's voice came out, low and smooth. Smooth in a way that bordered on afraid. Afraid that Violence would confirm her fears and she would be stuck in this duel for a while.
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: @Prat Pass @Violence Bloodthorn|
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
sta 6 | eva 8| str 7| STATS | wis 7 | arc 5 | acc 7|
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream- Sleeping Beauty
aftertaste.
Round 4
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Reducio
Sio's action- Rictumsempra
Critical Success! rolls
Prat's action- none
You are still tongue-tied. Losing 25 HP every round for 3 rounds.
Sio's action- Rictumsempra
Critical Success! rolls
Prat's action- none
You are still tongue-tied. Losing 25 HP every round for 3 rounds.
OOC Information
- You have 5 days / 120 hours from now to write your posts (minimum word count is 200 words).
- In the same time period, send me (Violence Bloodthorn) your actions per owl. Do not hint at your actions in your post.
- Unless asked not to, if all actions have been submitted and posts made, I will be moderating before the deadline.
- If you don't post in the allotted time frame, your action is void.
- Since this is an unofficial duel, your stats and abilities remain unlocked.
- Have fun! And please reach out if you notice I've made a mistake, first time moderator here, thankyou.
afternoon |
|
29th September, 2025 |
Prat, Siobhan |
speech ◦ thoughts |
276 words |
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| 𝓥iolence stood and gazed off into space. The fall ball plagues her thoughts, she didn't have a date yet. A flash of snow-white hair flashed before her eyes and she blinked, snapping her neck in an effort to follow it. She huffed, it had been a trick of the light, probably. The Spring Soiree, and more specifically, Azzure hadn't left her mind and heart. How was she supposed to find a date in 6 days? Most people would be planning their outfits or preparing their dances. Her face fell, she didn't even understand what her fault was. What did she do wrong? Why did Azzure stop talking to her? She cleared her throat, there was no use thinking about the past. Azzure wasn't coming back, she had made that very clear by not replying to her letters, or meeting her once school had started. Her eyes darted up, when Siobhan asked her who she was duelling, "Oh, I thought you knew? Weren't you heading towards the duelling room anyways?" she questioned, confused as to how she couldn't see her opponent, it's not like they were standing on the opposite ends of Earth. She frowned, but let it go. She saw Sio cast a swift Rictumsempra at Prat, "That was another perfect hit, you're good at this!" She called out to the girl. But Prat wasn't doing anything? Was he nervous? Dejected? "No spells from you for this round?" she asked, but the face-palmed herself, "My bad, I forgot you couldn't speak still." She turned to Sio, "Siobhan, you're not hit by any spell this round." "Water service still available, by the way. Okay, round 4, go!" | ||
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aftertaste.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
Stats: sta 6 ⊹ eva 8 ⊹ str 7 ⊹ wis 7 ⊹ arc 7 ⊹ acc 7 | Time: A Gloomy Day| CC:#2E8B57
────────────────────────────────Siobhan was far more annoyed now. Whoever it was that she was dueling against was still stuck with her original tongue-tying spell which had prevented them from casting a spell, but they could have at least- whatever made an attempt to reveal themselves. She wanted to know who it was that she was dueling against.
Especially if it was Prat. If he was decieving her to get her attention this way, then he was clearly just as desperate as he had been the day he'd demanded she attend the Fall Ball with him. Well she wasn't going to. If anything, if this was him that she was dueling against- then it only solidified her decision to attend with Odi.
Odi hadn't begged her, but rather offered her a choice. He'd offered and she accepted. Prat didn't offer anything. Just demanded and expected her to say yes. It infuriated her. She could feel her frustration mounting as she prepared for her next course of action.
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: @Prat Pass @Violence Bloodthorn|
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
sta 6 | eva 8| str 7| STATS | wis 7 | arc 5 | acc 7|
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream- Sleeping Beauty