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Real girls aren't perfect and perfect girls aren't real. ~Harry Edward Styles
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ReducioLily - #651a1a
Others - #700000 ReducioOutfit: ReducioMentioning -@Madeline Tomlinson,
@Silas Norwood, @Melissa Blake, @Briar Anderson, @Nick Jameson, @Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler
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Lily was both nervous and excited. Today, new members of Mischief 2.0 were going to meet.
Maddy had believed that nothing entertaining had happened in the past few weeks, and to fix that, they needed to recruit new members. So over the past few days, they had been busy making posters about sign-ups and recruitment.
After all the registrations, they had gone through every sign-up, considering whether each person would be a fit for Mischief 2.0.
And now, finally, after weeks of planning and thinking, they had decided on a few names who could be part of their group. Only the most mischievous people (according to them) had been chosen.
The selected people had been owled to a specific location, the Study Room. Although this seemed like a bad plan, come on. A group where Maddy was there? Please, almost anyone with a brain would know something chaotic was going to happen. But she went along with the plan and met up with Maddy in the Study Room.
There, they were both sitting normally, acting calm and collected, like they weren't about to unleash a new wave of chaos.
A new journey was going to begin now. Maybe she would get new friends. Who knows?
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People: @Madeline Tomlinson, @Lily Clarke, @Silas Norwood, @Briar Anderson & @Nick JamesonDate: 10th of May, 2026Words: 334────────────────────────He had seen the scribbles all over the castle. It became sort of like a game, to search for them where they were likely to be. Not that it took him long to sign up either. A chance to bring some fun and laughter? Max could always be counted on for that. He was strangely excited about it too, when he got a letter with a meeting place and time. Counting down the days until the day of.
What he hadn’t been counting on was the meeting previously in the day. The new Prefect badge was secured to his robes, and he found himself looking down at it constantly. He still didn’t really know why, or how, he had gotten it. He probably zoned out and missed a bit, but still there were way too few words spoken aloud to justify it in his opinion. The badge was supposed to come with responsibility too, and he dreaded it. It wasn’t fair if everyone else got to have fun while he had to haggle over the rules.
Still, he eyed a small hope as he moved through the corridor on the second floor. If he just turned his back at the right moment, he could both have fun and make sure others didn’t get into trouble. He could deal with that. Not being in the very center of something once wouldn’t kill him.
He crossed the threshold of the study room and paused as he took in the two girls sitting there. A grin spread across his face as the memory of getting hit with mashed potatoes crossed his mind. «You two sign up too, then?» He put himself into motion and settled beside them, sitting on a desk. «I wouldn’t expect anything less after the food fight…» He added it with a bit of a laugh. The situation in the great hall had done plenty to liven things up a bit, and he could think of no one better to create new mischief with.
PC: Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler—————————"Life is short; make it weird and slightly chaotic."
iNPC: Harvey Dunn—————————————————————Roadhouse Radio
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Interacting with:Reducio@Madeline Tomlinson @Lily Clarke @Silas Norwood @Nick Jameson and @Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler Outfit:Reducio OOC NoteReducioCan't wait!
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Briar's heart pounded as she walked close to the Study Room. Why? Honestly speaking, she had no clue, she didn't even know what she was walking into. All she knew was that she was in for a thrill, the best kind. Ever since she had appeared on the face of this planet, her one goal was to cause chaos and never let there be peace for more than a week. Technically speaking, she had never even left it for more than four days.
It had all started when she saw the words on the wall. She didn't know why she chose that particular day to inspect them. As soon as she way faint scribbles, she bent down to read them.
"For those bored enough to read walls,
Hogwarts has grown dull and the castle feels to quiet;
This simply will not do.
We are searching for a rare kind of witch or wizard:
bold enough to bend the rules,
clever enough not to get caught,
and chaotic enough to enjoy both.
Think you qualify?
Write your name on the back of the parchment.
If chosen, you will be contacted.
If not... perhaps you were never truly built for mischief.
Until then:
keep your head low, your wand ready, and your alibis believable.
Mischief doesn’t create itself."
Wow. It sounded poetic to her, she instantly signed up without even one thought. This just felt like her type of group to be around. Of course, there was the off chance that she wouldn't get selected, but here she was.
She had received an owl telling her she was in, the sheer excitement of meeting new people was the reason she had presented herself nicely, something she didn't usually take notice of.
She walked into the study room and saw a boy as well as....the two girls she had met in the Charms Classroom. Her cousin and Madeline, the other girl, she still remembered how much she had teased Lily that day, the memories of that day flooding her brain.
"Hey! You three signed up? Amazing!"
She sat herself down on one of the tables, her long hair reaching the floor as she waited for what was going to happen next.
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It had been an ordinary afternoon — too ordinary — when Silas came across one of the posters. Bored out of his mind, he stood and stared at it. It immediately called him out for that, which prompted a short exhalation of breath through his nose — not quite a laugh, but close. Well, whoever had written this had successfully grabbed his attention. He kept reading, and a smirk slowly appeared on his face as it explained the kind of person they were looking for. He undoubtedly fit — bold, rule-breaking, chaotic, and clever enough to avoid detection when he tried. The poster instructed him to write his name on the back of the parchment if he thought he “qualified” and he did so. Hopefully, he would be chosen and saved from boredom, and maybe even get to meet people like him.
Silas had almost forgotten about the whole thing when he was owled, but it came back to him quickly. He felt a small amount of satisfaction at being chosen, though really it would have been hard for him not to be, in his humble opinion. He had quite the reputation of being a troublemaker, and if the organisers of this were first years, they should know him, at least from a distance — he constantly interrupted class, causing problems, and simply didn’t show up other days. There were also the rumours — things that travelled around the student population uncontrollably, telling of his deeds, some real and some less so. Some were printed in the Hogwarts Headliner, while others spread through word of mouth.
The study room was not a place that had ever grabbed Silas’s attention. He wondered why that of all places had been chosen as the meeting spot, but he could still work with that. When he arrived, a group of students around his age was already forming. They had to be the group he was looking for — he was pretty sure he had also overheard someone asking if the others had “signed up”, which was a good indicator, too. Silas walked over to them without hesitation, cockiness plain in his demeanour. “I don’ spose you lot know anythin’ abou’ some posters?”
Silas had almost forgotten about the whole thing when he was owled, but it came back to him quickly. He felt a small amount of satisfaction at being chosen, though really it would have been hard for him not to be, in his humble opinion. He had quite the reputation of being a troublemaker, and if the organisers of this were first years, they should know him, at least from a distance — he constantly interrupted class, causing problems, and simply didn’t show up other days. There were also the rumours — things that travelled around the student population uncontrollably, telling of his deeds, some real and some less so. Some were printed in the Hogwarts Headliner, while others spread through word of mouth.
The study room was not a place that had ever grabbed Silas’s attention. He wondered why that of all places had been chosen as the meeting spot, but he could still work with that. When he arrived, a group of students around his age was already forming. They had to be the group he was looking for — he was pretty sure he had also overheard someone asking if the others had “signed up”, which was a good indicator, too. Silas walked over to them without hesitation, cockiness plain in his demeanour. “I don’ spose you lot know anythin’ abou’ some posters?”
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