24 Oct 2021, 14:44
Of Saccharine Intentions
Giddeon Athanatos, the youngest of his family to be attending Hogwarts, the boy looked the part of a pampered brat. Yes, he was conventionally attractive, a mop of blonde hair that was styled somewhat playfully and clean attire. He was hygienic, well-dressed in terms of what a pureblood would wear and was rather average in terms of height for an 11 year old. He was short in comparison to his cousins at this same age, but for whatever reasons dwarfism and magical skill seemed to go hand-in-hand in the UK. At worst, he could wear inserts in his shoes to give him that coveted extra inch or two he reasoned.
Giddeon was preparing for the ball in his own way. Where many of the boys in his dorm were painstakingly developing sonnets, buying flowers or chocolates to woo their prospective dates, Giddy noticed that something was 'off'. There was a noticeable disparity between the male and the female population. The girls out-numbered the boys four to one. This was a boon overall for those that understood the concept of supply and demand -- he was the supply and the girls were the source of the demand. There was only so much Giddy to go around...
Giddeon had two choices. The first was to find a girl of status, a pureblood of course, wealthy, likely an upper classman. He had a chance because she would be lonesome and desperate. Having a date would equate to status at a ball and unless someone wants to bring an imaginary date, a boy from another school, or worse yet, go alone... then they most certainly could. But Giddeon saw opportunity, the sort that knocks in unexpected ways.
Giddeon did not need a pure-blooded date, in fact he did not need a date at all but he could perform a public service in exchange for something of value. Candy. Yes, Giddeon would take a girl, or a boy for that matter to the ball in exchange for candy. Sugar-free candy of course, he needed to make certain that he maintained this svette figure someghow! So he would place adverts throughout the school.
Attention Ladies and Interested Gentlemen!
Are you looking for a date to the Fall Ball. Have you grown increasingly desperate that you would have to be in attendance alone? Do you have issues with intimacy, companionship and first impressions? Well, have no fear Giddeon Athanatos, yes of that family now provides a service to young men and women in need of a partner.
In exchange for 1 kilogram of sugar-free candy (2.2 pounds for you Americans and your terrible weight systems) you will have a date to the dance (myself) presuming you do not look or smell like a hag. If you do, I will expect double payment up front.
What does this get you? Well, it gets you a date with a fine-bred young man from a pureblood family who dresses likely better than you, knows more words than you and can use them in riveting conversation. In addition, I am a capable (read trained) dancer capable of dancing the night away with you.
For those interested: Meet between 5 and 7 pm in the Study Room this monday,Disclaimer: Due to the rules of supply and demand I cannot guarantee exclusivity. While you may give me your heart, do not expect reciprocal behaviors. Good night kisses are optional, if you are tall I will require a step stool.
24 Oct 2021, 15:21
Of Saccharine Intentions
Juni didn't have a date, per se. She had partner in crime. But people already knew they were the bringers of chaos, they were the chaotic duo. Straight-up going to the ball with Cody would make others suspicious. And so came the plan, she needed a cover date. She spent all week pondering who would want to go with Juni to the ball. She would feel guilty about messing with someone, so that tidbit came into play. Who would go with her, and not be hurt that they were just a cover? Just a cute face in a game?
Then came the answer.
A sign, if you must.
Are you looking for a date? Yes. She was. In exchange for candy. Juni shifted. This could work! If she was paying him to go with her, then she wouldn't have to be this guilty. And so she needed to send a letter asking for 1 k of sugar-free candy. She needed to sound very little suspicous.
ReducioHey, mam, I need 1k of sugar free candy!! Thank you so much! I'm doing all my homework and everything, love you!!"
And her mam, knowing better than to ask, sent her what she asked for. Now, on Monday, she needed to make sure she didn't smell like a hag. She might have stolen some lotion from a roommate, but it smelled like fresh strawberries. The girl she stole it from had a lot of strawberry-themed things. I had permission to say this lmao
She walked to the study room, wearing jeans, a white shirt, and some doc martens. "Hey, are you Gideon?" She lifted up the bag of candy. "You're a bit taller than me but I think we can make this work? I mean, I've got the candy." She raised an eyebrow at the boy. "Sugar-free, 1 kilogram She added.
24 Oct 2021, 16:12
Of Saccharine Intentions
The first to arrive was a rather stunted young woman, not that midgets were necessarily an issue. It was somewhat an expectation. Quill in hand, Giddeon was all business on this day. Dressed in what could most likely be described as curtain fabric by muggles but anyone with a modicum of pureblooded fashion sense would recognize the brocade fabric as being among the fashionable options afforded to purebloods this fall season. His wand holster, a large leather belt that hung slightly askew comfortably held his favored implement. "Ah, very good the first year smiled broadly as he eyed the bag of candy. "Gummies?" He asked hopefully. not that it mattered, he never specified but he would stand to his full height, an appreciable couple of inches taller than his first date. A brief, silent assessment of the girl, she would do fine. She did not stink, she probably bathed. He would not need to wear gloves when handling her but he might all the same, she was not a pure-breed afterall. He did state and in fact her preferred mutts for this fette all the same.
He would inspect the packaging, he main concern being that the candy bag was sealed. One cannot be too careful of suich things. He would quietly weigh the candy in his hand. It seemed close, so he would place the candy on the copper scales to verify that payment had been rendered. "A deal has been made," Giddeon announced as he wrote down the sugar-free candy provided and verbally asked for the girl's acknowledgement. "Exactly what sort of sugar-free candy is this?" He would write down whatever the girl said.
"I am Giddeon Athanatos, but my friends call me Giddy like the feeling some people get when they are rather happy," the Hufflepuff claimed with an extended hand. To shake, one always shakes when a deal is made. "You are the first to arrive, but quite likely not the last," he admitted. "I can promise you dancing, evenly divided among the other customers. But I do need to ask, what are your expectations for the evening? Hand holding, drink-getting, small talk, etcetera." He had the quill readied in hands, yes he was taking noted. "Oh and one final inquiry also -- your name and do you like candy?"
He would inspect the packaging, he main concern being that the candy bag was sealed. One cannot be too careful of suich things. He would quietly weigh the candy in his hand. It seemed close, so he would place the candy on the copper scales to verify that payment had been rendered. "A deal has been made," Giddeon announced as he wrote down the sugar-free candy provided and verbally asked for the girl's acknowledgement. "Exactly what sort of sugar-free candy is this?" He would write down whatever the girl said.
"I am Giddeon Athanatos, but my friends call me Giddy like the feeling some people get when they are rather happy," the Hufflepuff claimed with an extended hand. To shake, one always shakes when a deal is made. "You are the first to arrive, but quite likely not the last," he admitted. "I can promise you dancing, evenly divided among the other customers. But I do need to ask, what are your expectations for the evening? Hand holding, drink-getting, small talk, etcetera." He had the quill readied in hands, yes he was taking noted. "Oh and one final inquiry also -- your name and do you like candy?"
24 Oct 2021, 18:40
Of Saccharine Intentions
Gideon was please with the candy. He was smart and clearly knew how to make good business because he just earned himself some candy. While he inspected the bag of goodies, Juni looked him up and down. He was neatly dressed in a fancy outfit and if Juni had to guess, he was most likely a pure-blood who came from a fancy family. The fact that he hadn't demanded a pure-blood girl as his date was a good sign, however. The boy asked if there were gummies in the bag, and Juni looked at him.
"most likely, but I'm not totally sure." She peered at the bag. "I haven't opened it since I got it" She clarified. She had not opened the bag, nor had she been tempted to. Anything sugar free was not for her, she had a sweet tooth. Maybe that's why her mom got it, because she assumed Juni was finally trying to cut down on the sugar. As if. She could never.
She did her best to stand still while the boy looked at her. Clearly he was fancy. If she acted like her chaotic disorganized self, this whole plan could go down the drain. She hadn't stollen that strawberry lotion for nothing. She had to walk through a minefield of strawberry-themed things to get it, so she wouldn't smell bad. Usually, she smelled like grass, dirt, fruit (from jelly beans) or sometimes chocolate. But she wasn't sure if any of those smelled good to others.
The boy seemed pleased. "Cool beans." She said, as he wrote something down on paper. "Probably gummy bears, my mam loves to buy those. " Then the boy introduced himself. "So do you want me to call you Gideon or Giddy?" She asked. She wasn't sure. She shook his hand.
"Uh... er... I don't do hand-holding that much... that means standing still with whoever you're holding hands with. But talking would be nice. ANd I'd rather not die of thirst or hunger either." She said, smiling a bit. "Juniper Kelly, but you can just call me June or Juni" She said. "And... my friends sometimes call me jelly bean like the candy.." She lifted a finger. "And on that note, I love candy very much."
25 Oct 2021, 03:38
Of Saccharine Intentions
He wrote down what she said, or at the very least the cliffnotes from what he had heard.
"I will meet you at the ball and walk you in, I might have to do it a few times," he warned. Business as usual it would seem. "I will make sure that I bring something sweet."
"I will be easy to find, I intend to wear a crown," Giddeon explained. He always had a good head for crowns, his mother always said so. It also made him stand out, let people know how important he was and he found them neat.
He did not like touching girls that much anyways. He would do what he had to, he was a man of his literal word. Nothing more, nothing less. The spirit of the contract potentially lost, "well we have that in common." Giddy admitted when she proclaimed her love for candy among a list of other relevant tid bits of information. "Giddy works for me," he added in response to her previous inquiry. Not that she had to call him "Giddy" if Giddeon worked better. Made him sound older, more important, a little bit fancy even.- Don't have to touch the red head.
- Just talk at her and water her.
- Red Head = Juniper Kelly, June (month?), Junie, Jelly bean
- Likes candy
"I will meet you at the ball and walk you in, I might have to do it a few times," he warned. Business as usual it would seem. "I will make sure that I bring something sweet."
"I will be easy to find, I intend to wear a crown," Giddeon explained. He always had a good head for crowns, his mother always said so. It also made him stand out, let people know how important he was and he found them neat.
28 Oct 2021, 00:06
Of Saccharine Intentions
This was stupid. This was so silly. This was ridiculously pathetic, right? Yes. It most definitely was. But Serena J. Towers was so frickin' tired of showing up to these balls alone. She had a date to the last one, for all of about five minutes, but he definitely did not see her as anything more than a friend and he was just being nice. That was also one of the first times she had a date to one of these, which was really kind of embarrassing given her age. Most fifth years had had a boyfriend or girlfriend, had kissed a few people, had people like them. Serena had... uh, a few accidental and unwanted kisses under her belt that she did not think counted. She had zero actual dates or people who liked her.
And her crush on @Howard White was driving her crazy. She could not even look at him anymore without her entire body going into what felt like a meltdown mode. And she was painfully aware that he had no interest in her. For starters, she knew he was in love with @Falentra Black. Ugh, thinking about that whole thing hurt her chest more. Was she jealous? Most definitely. And it sucked.
So, here she was. Walking down the corridor towards the study room. It was past five o'clock, so he should be there. And, well, she liked dancing. That was kind of all she really wanted. Someone to dance with. A drama-free event, where people could just dance. Was that so much to ask for? It probably helped that he was a pureblood too. Not that she was but her family liked to pretend that they were. Well, at least, half the family probably were. Though, admittedly, she had no idea who her brother's real father actually was but that was another story for another day.
Speaking of her brother though... he would be there. At this ball. If he showed up with another date from Hogwarts, she was going to lose it. It was so unfair that this jerk just waltzes into the school that he deems isn't good enough for him and yet, somehow, gets a bunch of girls flirting with him, kissing him or actually wanting to go to the ball with him. Like... how? Do people just like people being jerks? Did Serena just need to be a jerk to get anywhere in life? Because she really disliked that.
Entering the study room, she spotted two students already there. A boy around her height and a girl much shorter. They both looked young. In fairness, Serena also looked young. She probably would have fit in quite well with this pair of first or second years. However, she was definitely older than them.
Ahhh. This was a terrible idea. If her date was literally years younger than her, that would be so much worse than going alone, right? It was like dating a child! She was basically an adult! (At least, in her head, she was basically an adult). Yeah okay, she would definitely be mocked by her brother - and possibly Falentra. This was a very bad idea.
Nonetheless, she was here. And she was standing awkwardly in the middle of the entrance, definitely visible to the pair of them. Serena had probably been standing there for a good half a minute now, just trying to solve this dilemma and wondering what to do. Her quiet self was probably very awkward, "O-oh, I didn't uh- Right. Sorry, I didn't realis- Yeah. So, I don't need a date, sorry," She mumbled, trying to figure out what to say after a good minute or two had passed - or if either of them spotted her and said anything beforehand.
She did not realise he was so young. And she did need a date but perhaps someone slightly older! Serena stood there awkwardly before realising she was still holding this bag of sweets that he wanted. Finding sugar-free candy was kind of hard, admittedly. Most of her sweets had sugar in them, and they had a ton of it. Because why would you eat sweets or drink fizzy drinks without the sugar? At least, that was her logic. She loved sugar. "You can still have this though!" She said quickly, offering the boy - who she assumed was Gideon - a bag of sweets.
"Y-yeah, I'm just- I'm going to head out now. Thanks though!" Serena mumbled after leaving the candy. If he did not take it from her hand directly, she would have just left it on the side. Either way, she left him the sweets because well... they were for him, in fairness. She had come here with the intention of getting a date. She just changed her mind about it. It was fine, she would go to the ball alone.
Or better yet, maybe she should just... avoid the ball altogether. Who needed to go, right? Admittedly, the harvest stuff sounded kind of fun but... eh... maybe she should just... sit in her dorm with Pizza Rat. That would be... equally as fun, right?
Serena backed out of the room far quicker than she had entered and made a dash for it, now getting red in the face. Why was she such an idiot? She must have looked so ridiculously stupid to the pair of them. Alright. This was why she did not have a date. She was just socially inept and a moron. Yup. That was what she told herself as she fled the scenes.
Serena flees the thread in embarrassment
PC: Serena Towers | iNPC: Arjan Oberoi | Other: Hjørdis Jensen & Xiomara Torres
Part-Goblin | Evasive Maneuvers | Beastmaster | Paragon of Health
Sta: 10 | Eva: 17 | Str: 3 | Wis: 15 | Arc Power: 10 | Acc: 15
Part-Goblin | Evasive Maneuvers | Beastmaster | Paragon of Health
Sta: 10 | Eva: 17 | Str: 3 | Wis: 15 | Arc Power: 10 | Acc: 15
28 Oct 2021, 02:59
Of Saccharine Intentions
His note taking would end that encounter and another girl would enter classroom which was to be expected. The ball was quickly approaching and an unhealthy number of girls would be going to the ball alone. She would come and leave as quickly as she came, a rushed statement he really did not listen to.
"Wait, lady!" Giddeon cried as he was assailed with non-sugary treats. "I need your name!" Giddeon would stumble over the chair he was sitting in and his short, little legs would chase after Serena. Thankfully Serena's legs were rather stumpy also and she probably lacked the stamina of being the youngest in a household of boys. He was a persistence predator, eventually she would tire and he would catch her.
Little did Serena realize, she had brokered a deal. A deal with a very tiny devil. Candy treasures clutched in his hands, he would dash after the fleeing Hufflepuff. There was no escape, he knew where she lived and he too could enter the safety of their common room. "I am going to wear a fancy crown and probably red, I think plaid is stupid but if you like muggle clothes that is okay because you are a payer!" The true businessman Giddeon was, he knew that there was a sense of the customer being sometimes right even if they had no idea what they actually want.
Yes, Giddeon was shouting after poor Serena as she fled, candy in hand he would discuss the terms of their 'date' loudly and publicly. "Please remember that you are not the only payer. That the dances are negotiable and that we have conversation and drink courier packages that we need to discuss as well as any coordination issues or concerns you might have."
"Wait, lady!" Giddeon cried as he was assailed with non-sugary treats. "I need your name!" Giddeon would stumble over the chair he was sitting in and his short, little legs would chase after Serena. Thankfully Serena's legs were rather stumpy also and she probably lacked the stamina of being the youngest in a household of boys. He was a persistence predator, eventually she would tire and he would catch her.
Little did Serena realize, she had brokered a deal. A deal with a very tiny devil. Candy treasures clutched in his hands, he would dash after the fleeing Hufflepuff. There was no escape, he knew where she lived and he too could enter the safety of their common room. "I am going to wear a fancy crown and probably red, I think plaid is stupid but if you like muggle clothes that is okay because you are a payer!" The true businessman Giddeon was, he knew that there was a sense of the customer being sometimes right even if they had no idea what they actually want.
Yes, Giddeon was shouting after poor Serena as she fled, candy in hand he would discuss the terms of their 'date' loudly and publicly. "Please remember that you are not the only payer. That the dances are negotiable and that we have conversation and drink courier packages that we need to discuss as well as any coordination issues or concerns you might have."
Edit Oct 29: The ball has started. This thread is closed.