aftertaste.
Round 9
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Reducio
Siobhan attempts Rictusempra. Impaired hit
rolls
Prat attempts Cracker Jinx. Spell misses.
Prat suffers -12.5 HP and -1 Acc per round for 2 rounds.
rolls
Prat attempts Cracker Jinx. Spell misses.
Prat suffers -12.5 HP and -1 Acc per round for 2 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 |
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29th September, 2025 |
Prat, Siobhan |
speech ◦ thoughts |
201 words |
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| 𝕻rat finally announced that he would cast a spell and she hoped that the duel would be somewhat more interesting now, or that atleast something would happen. "Great, get casting then, what are you waiting for?" There seemed to be a moment of- hesitation? No, just a moment passed, before both the duellists raised their wands at each other and say their spells. Siobhan had attempted a Rictusempra and a silver light shot out of her wand, while Prat cast a Cracker Jinx. He was also, however, ready for Sio's attack and tried to dodge. The spell half hit Prat, half hit the dummy behind him, and she knew what was coming next. Prat would bubble up in laughter. Maybe it was the fact that Prat was also trying to dodge, or maybe it was for the fact that his health didn't look too good that his spell had missed. Again. Vi let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding in. It was let out as a sigh, more than a breath but the witch was expecting something better than this. Maybe some bursts of lightning, maybe some actual fire. She watched on for what would happen next. | ||
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guys you really need to give me stuff to react to, im barely passing the 200 wc sob, where's the dramatics? where's the flair?
aftertaste.
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Stats: sta 6 ⊹ eva 8 ⊹ str 7 ⊹ wis 7 ⊹ arc 7 ⊹ acc 7 | Time: A Gloomy Day| CC:#2E8B57
────────────────────────────────Siobhan finally let out a sigh of somewhat relief that something had hit Prat as his stupid laughter started to richotchet off the walls. She wished she hadn't cast that specific spell now as she realized the laughter- while magically induced- sounded increadibly mocking and made her want to finish the duel right here. Prat's spell had missed her once again and she was sure that he didn't have much left in him for this duel to last much longer.
So against her better judgement, she decided to taunt him a bit.
"Oh so now you're duelling and you're missing? I'm the one who can't see Prat what's your excuse? Is it the guilt? Is it catching up to you?" She asked as her hand swept through the crest of her hair, pushing it out of her eyes as though that would do something for her in terms of advantages. It wouldn't it just stopped the whisps of her front hair pieces from tickling her nose. Last thing she needed was a sneeze and a miss of her next spell. She hadn't decided what yet but she didn't need to distract herself and miss.
Prat wasn't going to win this duel. There just wasn't a conceivable way that he could unless he threw his wand away and socked her over the head or in the jaw. If he did that though she'd just match his movements as much as she could and treat it the way muggles did when they found themselves at odds with each other.
Siobhan did not want to get into a fist fight but if that would move this duel along faster then maybe this was where it needed to head.
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: @Prat Pass @Violence Bloodthorn|
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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 10
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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.
Reducio
Siobhan attempts Flipendo
wdc ; 9
wisdom [1d20] ; 2+7=9
evasive maneuvers (prat) ; 11 (no auto dodge)
sio acc (20) < prat eva (22) ; spell misses
no damage ; no duration
wdc ; 9
wisdom [1d20] ; 2+7=9
evasive maneuvers (prat) ; 11 (no auto dodge)
sio acc (20) < prat eva (22) ; spell misses
no damage ; no duration
afternoon |
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29th September, 2025 |
Prat, Siobhan |
speech ◦ thoughts |
204 words |
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| 𝕻iolence raised her eyebrows as Siobhan taunted Prat. She didn't really mind Prat being taunted; she didn't know much about the boy but from what she had seen of him, he deserved it. But it had seemed as if Siobhan was distracted, as when she cast the Flipendo, it missed Prat and hit the dummy behind. The young eagle sighed. She did not have any experience in duelling, nor in moderating one. But she did know that this was not how duels went. Prat was, again, choosing not to cast any spell. Violence waited after Siobhan cast her spell, hoping that maybe he would cast in a minute, but after seeing no response she called out to both of them. "Duel's over since 10 rounds are up! I'm gonna get someone to take Prat to the Hospital Wing. Siobhan, you may go. Thanks for the duel." Violence scoffed internally, what was she even thanking them for? They had practically done nothing that should happen in a duel. She turned to Avina, signaling her to get out of the Duelling Club. Her mind was troubled, but she didn't blame herself. Thankfully, Avina kept talking to her and she hoped the bitter aftertaste of the duel would wash away soon. | ||
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