27 May 2020, 08:53
children i have chocolate in the spooky bathroom
Hogwarts was a spooky school. She realized this from the moment she rode the tiny boats across a giant lake. Keiran had gotten used to all the spooky corridors and ghosts. "It can't get any spookier" she muttered to herself. Ah-but she spoke to soon. She arrived at a door she had not yet explored, so she went inside. "Oh, wow" She whispered, she had found literally the perfect spot to summon satan using bits of macaroni...not that she was cough going to. Because she definitely wasn't. (But that isn't the point right now). Everything in her body told her to "GET OUT" since this is where everyone usually dies in movies. "Nah i'm to fabulous to die, I have to many assholes I need to prove wrong." She announced into the empty bathroom. It echoed back to her. "Nice" She smirked, she should scare someone. Her mind started working, she would leave out a piece of chocolate at the door (I mean who doesn't love chocolate) and wait for them to come in. Then she'd scare them. She chuckled the iconic evil witch laugh thing to herself and rubbed her hands together. The possibilities this "prank" could lead too. She could make a friend, and ally or an enemy. Or she could slip and break her nose on the sink while somehow flying into the toilet like last time. But first she'd eat an orange since she was hungry. Thinking to much made her lose braincells.
Once upon a time, god created the universe
He made a mistake
27 May 2020, 10:11
children i have chocolate in the spooky bathroom
Autumn was returning from the study room back to her common room after two hours of studying for her Astronomy, Defence Against the Darks Arts, Charms and Potions classes. She was beginning to become less and less successful with her DADA and Charms lessons recently, and she was having none of it. Astronomy and Potions were simply for the hell of it, considering they were two subjects she was invested in. Yeah, sure she was pretty head-over-heels for Charms too, but, for some unknown reason, her marks did not show it. She would not admit it, but the whole situation was playing into her deep fear of failure, making her tenser and more furious than usual. She knew her anger was simply a cover to repress her insecurities, and she congratulated herself on the fact that she was self-aware, and then continued to do nothing about her anger. What was the point of stopping repression? She was going to end up sobbing on the bathroom floor at 2 AM screaming at the mirrors and clawing at her skin either way.Interacting with @Keiran Santiago
Currently, she was planning to enter her common room, flop onto a comfortable chair, clean the lenses of her glasses, read a good book and maybe, if she had the motivation to do so, even write a letter to on of her friends back in London. She had not written one to Inesa in quite a while.
She had simply been thinking about that when she smelt a sweet yet acidic scent of what she deducted to be orange. As she sniffed around to find the source of the smell, and found herself staring at the Abandoned Toilets. She liked it there, and had spent some of her evenings, knowing not many entered the toilets out of fear, and when they did, her blending into the shadows, getting as close as possible without being seen and whispering a "Sweet dreams", "You are not welcome here" or "Finally, I was getting hungry" into their ear would be enough to send most running. Those who remained would usually be interesting people she would grow to respect.
She looked down and realised the piece of chocolate sitting at the door and rolled her eyes. Unoriginal prank. Besides, she didn't even like chocolate. With a scoff, she called out for the prankster, who she assumed had remained to see the result of their handiwork.
“THE WORLD WON'T GIVE YOU ANY GIFTS. IF YOU WANT TO HAVE A LIFE, STEAL IT.”
sixth sense, perfectionist, comprehend languages, terrible presence / sta- 8, eva- 9, str- 7, wis- 7, arc- 10, acc- 10
“LONELINESS WILL SIT OVER OUR ROOFS WITH BROODING WINGS”