14 Feb 2022, 21:25
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
14th of February, 2022
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Valentine's Day had finally arrived, a holiday that celebrated both the longing the heart felt for that special someone and the sweet offerings that accompanied the bittersweet experience that was romantic love. Though in recent years, the holiday had expanded its demographic and was now more inclusive of all different types of love. It was a wonderful excuse to remind those you love, no matter what kind of love that may be, just how important they are. It was also a great excuse to eat sweets and enjoy oneself, which was what three of Hogwart’s professors had in mind when they had hosted a Valentine’s tea party, and what better room to host it in than the arguably most romantic room in the castle?
Hogwarts' ballroom had always been grand, with its beautiful arched ceilings that were the home to several intricately designed chandeliers that dangled a family of beautiful crystals that almost seemed gilded in the way they reflected amber hues across the room. The professors had decorated the ornate carved stone walls and floors with an array of red, pink, and white roses. The theme carried throughout the ballroom, as an endless flow of flower petals seemed to dance and twirl through the air, only to land on the stone tiled floor and vanish.
Along the walls of the ballroom, dozens of white-clothed round tables had been set up for the students. The center of the table served as a home to a large of roses, varying in hues of red, and a pastry stand that held the sweets the students hard put their heart and souls into creating. Each table held between four to six place settings, complete with the occupants’ names. If the student had received any letters from their admirers, they would be piled next to the floral pattern plates.
The morning before the Tea Party, each student had received a letter requesting their presence. The letters were quite generic so aside from the student's name and table number, they each said the same thing:
Dear [Student's Name],
Your presence is requested at this year's Valentine's Tea Party. We will be serving a wide array of sweets that have been specially hand-crafted by a special someone, either romantic or platonic. The tea party will take place on February the 14th, at 18:00. The evening is certain to be full of fun and laughter.
A seat for you at TABLE TEN has been reserved. We hope to see you there.
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| Table Ten was one of the tables in the middle of the ballroom, allowing the beautiful lights from the chandelier above to dance among the pastries and white table cloth. It was a medium sized table, holding the place cards for five different students, including a popular Slytherin third year, @Henry Knight, Gryffindor duelist and writer, @Rose Moon, another fierce duelist who resided in Hufflepuff, @Logan Baird, a new-comer duelist, @Lizzy Solace, and, goodness, was this table ever crowded with duelists, another Gryffindor duelist, @Elsa Veronica Bennett. The five would hopefully spend their evening caught up in pleasant conversation. When the students arrived and found their place card they would perhaps notice a surprise waiting for them. | ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ |
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RULES AND NOTES: ♡1. This is an official event, but threads will not be moderated unless necessary. Meaning that if students start to cast spells or physically attack someone, one of the professors participating will step in. If this is the case, the thread will be moderated as needed.
2. There will be additional surprises. Every few weeks a moderator will post in your thread to describe said 'surprise'. Surprises for each table may vary.
3. The site rules still apply. We understand things can get a little hectic, but please try to keep the site's rules and rating in mind. It is also important to keep in mind that there is a table full of professors at the event, so be mindful of IC rules.
4. The letters have been mixed up. As stated in the original sign-up form for this event, the letters that have been sent have been mixed up due to a mishap. There were also letters that the professors had to rewrite. A few can even be from faceless NPCs even. We are not trying to godmod players, the main point is to stir up some drama.
MOD NOTE: This is a reminder to please not meta-game. There is some information your character would have no way of knowing. It is fine to say your character knows X didn't write this letter to Y because your character has received a note/owl from them before and recognizes their handwriting, but your student has no way of knowing how exactly the letters were mixed up or who is to blame. They also would not know what is written in a letter without opening it. This is considered meta-gaming and we ask that you do not do this as it ruins the fun for others involved.
WHAT IS META-GAMING?
This is a term we use when writers use their real-life knowledge of a subject/situation and somehow allow their character to know without their character properly gaining the information. For example, you may know that a character is a werewolf because you read their biography/ency and somehow, despite never meeting said character, your character knows they are a werewolf.
Please note that this is just a general statement and we are not pointing fingers at any one individual.
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15 Feb 2022, 01:05
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
Lizzy walked into the ballroom, which was decorated to reflect the air of the season. It certainly had the romantic nature of the day covered. Her thoughts for the whole entire day had been a frazzled mess of regret and worry. She had gathered up the courage before to send a letter and some sweets to her crush and then as she had left the Great Hall she had been worried that he wouldn't return her feelings and that she could have potentially ruined their friendship.Interacting: @Logan Baird ☽ ➶ ☾ Mentioning: @Henry Knight @Rose Moon @Elsa Veronica Bennett
The table to which she had been assigned was in the middle of the room. Lizzy, while admiring the beauty of the decorations, pulled her designated chair out and took a seat. As she waited for everyone to arrive, she glanced at the other names around her table. On her right was Logan, who Lizzy tended to think of as a protective older sister. Somewhat across from her was Henry, a good friend of hers. The other two, Rose and Elsa, she did not know yet, but today would be a good chance to get to know them both. One thing about the seating struck her as a bit funny though: she was the only first year in a table of third years. Why would the professors have chosen such a seating, even with two of her friends at this table, she did not know.
Eventually, Lizzy opened the white box in front of her. It revealed red velvet cupcakes with pearl candies sprinkled in the cream cheese frosting. This certainly was a thoughtful gift, and now to find out who it was from. Taking the note from the box, she began to read the neat handwriting.
My Dear Lizzy, the note read.
If I'm not the man of your dreams,
My tears will come out in streams,
If I'm not the man you want,
It is all I can do to act nonchalant.
Love,
Henry
Immediately after reading the note, Lizzy's head jerked upward, trying to act as normal as possible while still processing what the note said. He liked her? She wasn't sure what to make of this. Of course Lizzy admired Henry in many ways, he was kind above all others, he was loyal and helpful, and he was her friend. She wasn't sure that she liked him in that way though. She suddenly remembered something upsetting. Hadn't Henry's girlfriend died recently? If she told him flat out that she didn't return his feelings, well, she didn't want to break his heart again.
Her eyes darted around the table a bit frantically, finally landing on Logan. She leaned toward the Hufflepuff a bit and whispered, "Logan." She lifted the hand with the note just enough so Logan could see what it said. "What do I do?"
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15 Feb 2022, 12:21
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The Hufflepuff made her way to the ballroom in her beige sweater dress and knee high boots. She grabbed the first outfit she could find in her trunk that would be appropriate for this event, but still comfortable. Grasped in her left hand was the note she had received and tucked into her boot was her wand. She had learned quite early on that you did not go anywhere outside of your dorm without your wand, even just going to the common room, as something always managed to happen in the large castle.
Looking around the ballroom, Logan sighed as she looked down at the note and made her way towards table ten, one of the more central tables in the large room. She could already see a student sitting at the table and smiled when she saw who it was, her smile increasing when she saw her place card was next to the younger girl. "Good evening Lizzy," she greeted as she quickly sat down. The Hufflepuff had noticed the little note and box sitting at her place setting but decided against looking at it yet, wanting to talk to the first year she had pretty much claimed as her sibling at this point.
Glancing over, Logan saw what she would describe as a surprised and distraught expression on the young girl's face. "What is wrong Lizzy?" she questioned as the young girl leaned towards her and showed her the note. Reading over it, the older girl furrowed her eyes. This did not seem like something that Henry would say, and it was most definitely not the boy's handwriting.
"That is not Henry's handwriting. I do not know whose that is to be honest, but it is not his." She grabbed her letter quickly to read over it and noticed that it was Henry's. With a grin on her face, she showed her letter to Lizzy. "This is his handwriting though, much more scribbly." She jokingly said the last part a bit louder to make sure he would be able to hear her on the other side of the table. Logan actually loved the boy's handwriting and found it quite nice, but she was not going to pass up a chance to joke around with the boy.
PC: Logan Baird
iNPC: Zoya Chernova
2nd Gen: Avalon Briard
Staff: Nancy McLoughlin
15 Feb 2022, 19:55
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
Interacting: @Logan Baird | @Lizzy Solace | Loki
Mentioning: @Elsa Veronica Bennett | @Rose Moon | @Alexis Asterion
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Henry laid on his back in the grounds, eyes shut allowing the breeze to wash over him and light to dance on his eye lids. The smeel of salt filled his nose. Hands held behind his head, legs across. It is peaceful. If he could then Henry would have laid there all and even all night.
Henry opened his eyes, looking up at the forming could and breeze in the wind. Contemplating. Earlier, rather in the morning he received a letter inviting him to the valentine's day ball and going as far as stating there would be a reserved seat for him. Henry hadn't signed up for any valentine's day events nor did he imagine his cousin repeated the actions that he did last year by signing Henry up.
A part of Henry wondered why he received a invitation but another part of him wanted to skip. Memories flahed through his mind. Last year he spent that awkward night wirh Alexa Mackenzie and Henry Llewellyn. Smiling a bit to himself as he remembered meeting the girl and how beautiful she looked. A part of him was looking forward to redo that night with her, give her a valentine's day that she deserved and create a memory for them both.
That was before he found out about her passing. Now, Henry wasn't sure what he would do and preferred the option of staying alone. In the breeze. In the peace.
Although another thought formed in his mind. What if Alexis Asterion is going to be there? What if she signed him up? Henry reminded himself that he hadn't got a crush on her and shouldn't... because if he did and something happened to her then that would be his fault. Henry watched the clouds blow and form new formations. His mind couldn't move pass the ravenclaw and a image of her, of her bright reflective blue eyes at the event.
The teen thought he shouldn't attend and he wouldn't, figuring what would be the harm of a quick peek.... right?
Henry pulled himself off the ground, a glance toward his jeans and black hoodie. It didn't exactly scream formal or semi formal, the teen didn't mind if he was late deciding to go to his dormitory first to change with Loki at his heels.
Loki seemed to want to arrive to rhe event in style, meowing at his owner and nipping at his ankles until Henry gave in.
The moments turned to hours and past.
Henry stood in the corridor, only steps awau from the ball room wearing black jeans, a white collared shirt tucked into his jeans, and a jean sweather with his rusted pendant hanging over his neck. Hair combed back instead of unevenly parted or ruffled as usual. A semi-formal outfit for a teenage boy thay didn't stand out, enough for him to fade into the background in.
Loki on the otherhand completely stood out and held his head high like he enjoyed it. A pair of white wings tied to the feline's back and a red collar around his neck. The feline held a pink arrow with a red heart on it's tip in his mouth, the arrow casually swinging from side to side.
Nearing the room, Henry recalled the note. Table 10. His heart hoped that Alexis would be at the table to. A moment stall as he held his breath and then he stepped inside the room. Loki at his heels.
Henry looked around, roses of different light colors filled the walls and floated in thr air. The place gave a strange sensation to the teen, crawling up his spine. Henry smoothed out his sweather (and nerves) then walked through the tables looking for his.
Heney pulled at his shirt collar, uncomfortable in the setting when he spotted his table. Two were already there and at the sight of one, a breath of relief. Henry approached the table, eyeing the white table cloth and center piece then the sweets that laid at each seat. Expecting to have the least amount since he wouldn't know who would send him anything, he isn't exactly popular or well known.
Henry felt himself softly smile as he near the table ans saw who already sat there. Logan Baird, his best friend and who the teen thought of as his sister. Lizzy Solace, a first yeat gryffindor duelist, sat on one side of her. Three empty chairs stood with a corresponding card/place setting.
"Hey Robin," Henry spoke to Logan with a soft smile before looking over toward Lizzy as he spoke"Evening, Lizzy and how are you?" the teen circled the table, reading the cards in front of each chair. Elsa sat in between him and Logan, the first person the teen thought of is Nicky. A good friend of his. Although, he didn't think that she used her first name a lot but a part of him thought it was her unless there is abother Elsa at thr school. On thr other side of the teen, the name 'Rose' wirtten on the card. Henry thought of Rose Moon, his step sister but wasn't sure how many students at Hogwarts had the name Rose.
No Alexis Asterion through. Henry felt his heart ache a little and thought about leaveing.
Walking toward Logan's seat, Henry leaned his hands aginest the back as he looked around. Eyes flickering for the ravenclaw third year. The teen would bend down a bit, whispering"was there another card or seat at the table?" Realizing how strange that sounded Henry quickly added"explain later." A quick nod before another glance. No Alexis Asterion.
Henry walked around the table, takimg his seat and to his surprise there were letters and pastries waiting for him. The teen questioned who sent them when heard Logan's voice and jabs, smiling a little as he playfully spoke"at least my handwriting is readble unlike yours," his words were a joke since he actually thought Logan had fine penmanship ans beautifully neat handwriting.
The teen however question how his handwriting became involved in the newly conversation as he spoke"why are you two talking about my handwriting," Loki gave trotting toward the table after exploring the room. Rubbing aginest Logan's legs, meowing toward the girl to show her his costume. After showing off his costume, Loki looked at the chair in between Logan ans Henry, the feline jumped into it and sat up. Amber eyes gazing out at the table. Henry smiled toward his feline, knowing thay he will need to move when Elsa shows up.
The teen decided to go through the letters first, pulling one close to him. Opening and reading it, it was short but sweer Henry gussed from Rose Moon. The teen turned his attention to the second letter, opening and resding it realizing that it's from Avery. Including a apology for the dungbomb that Rainwood threw in their room. Smiling a little toward the letter as he set in ontop of Rose's and reaching for the third letter when he looked over and saw Logan's gift from him.
"I didn't make that for you," Henry spoke remembering that he did chocolate cupcakes filled to the brim with chocolate decorations, "I made you chocolate cupcake loaded with chocolate decorations and chocolate bark, that's strange," strange how the gift got misplaced and a little sadden that she didn't get thr correct gift. Now he wondered what happened to Alexa Mackenzie's... hoping that no one will receive that one.
Opening the third letter, the lad set his eyes on the contents. A secret admirer. A secret admirer? Henry's heart skipped a beat, could it be Alexis Asterion? No... she isn't a crush. Jusr a friend... right? Right.... two letters remain untouched as the lad held the third in his hands.
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"There's no such thing as strange creatures, only blinked people" - Newt Scamander
15 Feb 2022, 21:50
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
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@Henry Knight@Rose Moon@Lizzy Solace@Logan Baird
Nicky was rather surprised to receive an invitation to the tea party. Then she thought that everyone probably got one. She didn't think too long about going - the girl was always happy to sit with her friends and chat. The thought of romance or anything of the sort didn't even cross her mind.
The girl wondered who would be at her table. After all, it would be fun to chat with unfamiliar people too but also she would be a bit disappointed if all of her friends were seated at different tables. She didn't put much effort into her outfit - all she did was dig into her trunk and fish out a random light pink t-shirt and a black denim skirt. As she entered the ballroom and headed for the table number ten, she saw that two girls she didn't know too well and Henry were already there. It was a relief to see Henry at the table, she thought it would be fun evening with him there. All boom members held a special place in her heart but after Addie, Henry was probably the closest person to her in the group. And they hadn't really talked for a long time. She had been a bit tense in their interactions after the duel where she had set him on fire repeatedly. She knew she had to do it because they had discussed the strategy for the duel beforehand and it was one of the spells she was excellent at casting. But at the same time, she felt like no apology would ever be enough to compensate for the pain he went through because of her and like she should have tried to find another way. However, she decided she would try to brush those thoughts aside for this evening and maybe get rid of them altogether because she missed her friend and didn't want to drift from him. She came up to the table with a wide grin on her face and waved at the group.
"Hi Henry!"
The girl noticed Loki on her chair and took the cat in her hands, clutching the animal to her chest and scratching it on the head, then sat down onto her chair, letting Loki go but the cat could sit on her lap if it wanted.
She turned to Logan and Lizzy with a cheerful smile.
"I'm Nicky, I don't think we've met before".
Her gaze stopped on Lizzy, turning thoughtful for a second.
"You're Lizzy though, right? I think I saw you at duelling practice a couple of times! Are you on the Gryffindor team too?"
She turned to Henry again, rattling away faster than any person on earth probably ever talked.
"Have you got my cupcake? I made one for everyone in boom and a few other people! Yours was supposed to be chocolate!"
She scanned the cupcake boxes in front of Henry's plate in under a millisecond before she furrowed her brows slightly.
"Funny, it's not there, maybe I messed up with the boxes but I couldn't have because I double checked them all, how strange, maybe it got lost on the way".
She looked at the group with a huge smile again, forgetting about the odd case of Henry's missing cupcake almlst instantly.
"Did you guys get many letters? I wasn't expecting anything and I also spent so much time on cupcakes that I didn't really have any left for letters but I thought the cupcakes would be enough, although apparently not all of them might have been sent to the right person, it is a bit disappointing".
The girl glanced at an envelope that was lying in front of her. Oh. She didn't think she would get anything. Nicky didn't have a clue about who could have written the letter but she thought it might have been a friend note from Addie or one of her other boommates. She opened the envelope and took the note out.
When she read the first lines, her face went bright red, she didn't even register the fact that the author of the letter was addressing her as Elsa so it must have been someone who didn't know her very well. She was too flustered by the words she was reading. The girl had never gotten a note like that before and the thought of romance was enough to make her terrified, mainly because she didn't really know what she was supposed to do about it. She couldn't really tell how she was feeling because it felt like a rollercoaster of all the emotions combined at once. Her breath caught in her throat, her palms were sweaty, her heart was skipping up and down and she seemed to have frozen in place. However, when she saw who the note was signed by, she almost passed out right there and then. The girl gulped, trying to figure out what to do next and stuffed the note into her back pocket quickly.
"I... Ummm... Forgot that I have... An essay for t-t-t-t-transfiguration to write. V-very urgent, five rolls of parchment, I'll see you later" - she barely managed to get out those words, and someone who knew her well would be surprised at the sight of her stuttering, she was normally chattering at the speed of light, hardly ever pausing to take a breath.
The girl jumped up from her chair, almost dropping it and practically ran out of the ballroom, avoiding eye contact with any of the people at her table as she departed.
Little did she know that because she put her note in her back pocket in such a hurry, she didn't hide it deep enough and it fell out while she was hurrying to the exit.
Nicky
21 Feb 2022, 19:26
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!
@Henry Knight | @Rose Moon | @Logan Baird
@Lizzy Solace | @Elsa Veronica Bennett
As the students settled into their seats and confusion began to take over as they scanned the contents of their 'letters', some might notice several pale pink roses start to seemingly descend from the ceiling. The same hue as the petals floating through the air, these roses would gracefully glide downwards and land in front of someone at eight different tables; 2, 3, 4, 8, 10, 11, 13, and 15.
Tables 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 12, 14, and 16 would not receive any roses (yet), but they would not go without entertainment. It was from his position at the teacher's table that Orion would stand up and clear his throat, "Welcome students, thank you for attending our tea party! I have hopes to make this an annual event." If only the French man was aware of the chaos he had rained down upon the crowd of youngsters. He had not slept the night before after scrambling to try and correct his errors. The dark circles under his eyes might have been noticeable to anyone sitting close enough to him. "I'm sure you've noticed the roses by now. If you've received a rose that means you are now a bachelor or bachelorette, which means you get to help spread a little love around." His face broke into a smile as if this were a simply sublime idea. With the romantic heart Orion possessed, he likely believed it.
"If you did not receive a rose, do not worry mes amies (my friends), you will get an opportunity soon. Until then we are going to offer you an opportunity to show your love. This means that you can ask us to dedicate a song to a special someone in the crowd, or make an announcement to your peers. The choice is, of course, yours to make." The students received a playful wink before Orion sat back down at the table. (PLEASE NOTE THAT IF YOUR TABLE HAS RECEIVED A ROSE YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REQUEST A SONG OR SPOTLIGHT THIS ROUND)
Rose Moon would discover that she one of the individuals selected. If she were to pick up the rose, she would discover a small note attached that read the following:
The students might notice the soothing sounds of the harp starting to play from the back corner of the ballroom. There was a shutter that blocked the view of who or how many people were playing. Whilst they would not see her, they could hear the Slytherin head of house, Hjørdis Jensen, had started to strum a harp to help set the mood.YOU'VE BEEN SELECTED AS ONE OF OUR BACHELORS / BACHELORETTES. THE MUSIC IS ABOUT TO START SO GO FIND AND KISS YOUR VALENTINE! DON'T FORGET TO GIVE THEM THE ROSE!
P.S. For those too shy I will gladly pick for you
-O.L.
Until people started to request songs, she would simply play random songs that she was pretty sure that the children would enjoy on the harp. Honestly, what did children listen to these days? She had no idea. But she was evidently trying in the fact that she had bothered to learn how to play all of these, specifically for this occasion.
It just so happened that occasionally, another instrument - such as a fiddle or guitar - could be heard in the background too, randomly chipping in. The sound of notes hit the air. It was not too loud but it could easily be heard throughout the ballroom if one stopped to listen for it. It almost complemented the chatter. [Click the music note for the actual playlist]
Rose now had a choice to make or risk the chance of a certain French man making the choice for her.
You've received a rose!
Your character has the ability to select one person to give the rose to. This person will be considered their 'valentine'. The OOC purpose for this is to A.) Add even more drama or B.) give characters an opportunity to move tables.
To move tables you must message a mod which table you wish to move to before it is confirmed. Please tell the mod your in character reason for wanting to move to this table. Why? This is to prevent tables from becoming too populated, as this is not the only round we will be doing this.
Keep in mind that once you move tables, you will be unable to return to your original table unless you are given permission to do so!
If you do not pick a 'valentine' by the next mod post, Orion will pick one for you. Trust me, you'll want to pick your own!
│ │ | │ │ | STA: 10 • EVA: 15 • STR: 5 WIS: 20 • ARC: 10 • ACC: 20 | │ │ | • Calming Presence • Perfectionist • Evasive Maneuvers I & II • • Nonverbal Magic • Wandless Magic • Occlumency • Legilimency • | │ │ | │ │ |
21 Feb 2022, 22:07
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
Keen Eye / Lovely Creature / Healing Sage
Mentioning | Orion Lécuyer
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Valentine's Day. Some gag at the words. Some swoon. Rose just stared blankly at people, not knowing exactly how to feel. Rose hadn't quite been expecting the letter when she received it. Why would she, of all people, be invited to some Valentine's day thing? She wasn't dating anyone. She didn't even think she had a crush. But there the letter was. It existed anyway. Rose stared at it for a while. Had someone made sweets for her? Her first thought was one of her siblings. She hadn't seen many of them that day. Maybe she should go to this Valentine's Day thingy? Just for good measure?
She got dressed, realizing that her contemplating on going to the event was going to make her late. She sighed, gathering herself and taking one last look in a mirror before heading towards where the event was being held- in the ballroom. As she entered the ballroom, she clutched the letter tight, taking a glance around at her surroundings. She blushed. It felt weird to be here. Her last encounter with the ballroom had been a while ago, but it hadn't ended wonderfully. White tablecloths. Flower petals. Red roses. It was all very... Valentine's-ey. That was definitely a word, right?
A girl with straight brown hair [Elsa Veronica Bennett] rushed past the redhead out of the ballroom. Rose hoped she was okay, her eyes following the girl for a minute before searching for her place.
The redhead walked towards Table Ten, the table assigned to her. As Rose saw two empty seats, she hoped that she wasn't the last to arrive. She sat down in her place next to Henry and a younger girl she didn't think she knew. "Hey," she said quietly to Henry, a soft smile in his direction. It was weird how they had ended up next to each other. She had been expecting to sit next to somebody she didn't know. "Sorry I'm late," she said to those around the table in general. She noticed that Logan was there too. Huh. She turned to the one girl she didn't know. "Uhm- I'm Rose. And you are...?"
She noticed the gifts around the table. Henry seemed to get her gift, which she was thankful for. She opened the box in front of her. Rose was surprised that she didn't melt on the spot because of Henry's thoughtful card. It had been much more thoughtful than her own. She stared at the words "best friend" and glanced up at Logan. Wasn't Logan Henry's best friend? Maybe it was one of those things where you had two of them.
Henry seemed very popular. While Rose had gotten only one gift, he had gotten multiple. She was a little jealous, but only for a second. She knew Henry deserved it so much more than she did, anyway.
She was about to thank Henry for his thoughtful gift when a booming voice sounded. Rose doubted she wanted this to be an annual event, but she kept her gaze politely trained on the Professor. As he talked, roses drifted down to the students. One landed in front of her. She picked it up, fingering it, and noticing that there was a note. She quickly read it, dread settling in her bones and horror showing on her face.
A valentine? A VALENTINE?! Rose didn't know what to do with herself. Her past gentle happiness had disappeared, and the redhead froze. What? She glanced to Henry. Can somebody have a platonic valentine? Didn't that destroy the whole point? That was like having a platonic romantic attraction. It wasn't how it worked! It occurred to her she could just kiss Henry on the cheek and give him the Rose since he was her brother, but she didn't like Henry in a romantic way.
Rose wasn't unable to talk, much less get up and kiss some random person who would be her valentine. She didn't even like anyone like that!
Rose is "letting" Orion pick for her. This is because I just want more drama *cackles*
3 Mar 2022, 20:53
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!
@Henry Knight | @Rose Moon | @Logan Baird
@Lizzy Solace | @Elsa Veronica Bennett
It seemed that Orion was not finished with his parade of roses just yet, because as the next song started a batch of fresh roses started to descend from the ceiling. This time the roses were white, blending in with the decor but still different enough for the first batch. The roses would glide downwards land only at the tables that had not received any of the first batches; 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 12, 14, and 16. Having already received their roses, tables 2, 3, 4, 8, 10, 11, 13, and 15 were now perhaps a bit less confused and could submit their requests to the harpist. (PLEASE NOTE THAT IF YOUR TABLE HAS RECEIVED A ROSE YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REQUEST A SONG OR SPOTLIGHT THIS ROUND).
Confession Time!
Characters at your table have the ability to step beneath the spotlight and make a confession or dedicate a song to someone this round. To make a spotlight speech, simply have your character announce they wish to confess. You can lightly godmod Orion casting Lumos Duo on your character. Have them say what they wish to announce in your RP post, and make sure to tag the mod in charge of your table. Staff will post the confession into each thread (so keep in mind the entire ballroom will gain IC knowledge of what you are saying).
To request a song, simply owl the moderator of your thread with the song title, who it is going to, and what the message is. You will need to roleplay your character doing as much (you can simply say they took time to write a request down). Please keep IC rules in mind as if your character insults someone there could be IC repercussions.
CONFESSION AND SONG REQUESTS
Several students decided to take the opportunity to confess their feelings. Just not in the... Erm, traditional way. The spotlight would bob its way over to Erin Ryan, who was just announcing how Nicholas McCowan made her feel... Or something?The song requests also started to come in..."Can't remember saying this but it is probably true," not that she actually believed it but where is the potential fun in that? "As I like my boys a bit plump and you ████ need a bit of meat on your bones I AM JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU, please accept this gift. Also, know I will suck the █████████████ MEANNESS out of anyone that tries to steal you from me." The areas where there were blocked words, well she used her imagination...Anonymous would like to dedicate Space Age Love Song to all the Bachelors and Bachelorettes, go forth and love, you silly kids!Annie would like to dedicate a song to Serena Towers, Wannabe by the Spice Girls. She adds in, "long time no chat, hope things are going well my friend."
HOW YOU LIKE THESE CUPCAKES?
Although the children had decorated the cupcakes (for the most part) the night prior, Orion had made the cupcakes himself on the night of the 12th. He had put a lot of work into the dozens upon dozens of sweets. Thankfully he was a competent baker after years of crafting late-night pastries. Unfortunately, he was also sleep-deprived, which seemed to be a common problem throughout the night. If anything were to help Orion realize he needed help with his restlessness, it was the Tea Party.
That being said, there was something... Special about a few batches of cupcakes. As the night of the 12th wore on, Orion had become tired and had accidentally used a different ingredient. Amortentia. He had realized his mistake and had gone to toss the batches out, but unfortunately, his sweet tooth got the best of him and he took a quick snack break to munch on some of the sweets the house-elves themselves had made. A common ingredient in their food being a forgetfulness potion. Oh dear, it seemed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had forgotten all about the cupcakes' secret ingredient.
If anyone were to bite into their cupcake, they might notice it smelled quite possibly like their favourite thing. They just may find the next person who met their gaze to be rather appealing...
Amortentia Rules
1. Consent is important. Please ask your character's victim new sweetheart if it is okay to have your character become obsessed with them.
2. Seeing your own reflection in a teacup is a valid option.
3. For this round only, the length of the effects of the Amortentia is up to you. Taking a bite after this round means accepting the chance that your character might have received an Amortentia cupcake, and your character will be affected for the entire round.
4. If I have missed your character biting into a cupcake, please let me know. From this point on we are asking that if you eat a cupcake, you place the information on the bottom of your post to make it easier for mods.
TIMES UP!
Rose would discover the piece of paper that had accompanied the rose would grow warn. The letters would start to swirl, some of them forming a new sentence. It seemed to be her assigned 'valentine'. By the time it was done, the paper read the following;
Your assigned Valentine is @Simon Kincaid from Table 3.
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3 Mar 2022, 23:20
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
Interacting: @Logan Baird | @Elsa Veronica Bennett | Loki
Mentioning: @Hanako Tone | @Avery Chen | @Lizzy Solace | @Rose Moon
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The teen haven't eaten any of the cakes or bark yet, not having the largest sweet tooth. Setting them in a neat pile as he wondered what he would even do with the lot. Perhaps he could give a few to Logan or another friend, maybe the children of the snape dorm would like a bite or two.
The teen set the three open letters aside, fiddling with the other two as he waited for the others join. Tearing open one letter, the teen read it through squinting eyes and mental gagging as he tried to connect the handwriting to someone. A few names came to mind... the letter seemed to be written from someone either sleep deprived or still learning how to write basic letters. Mouthing out a few words, feelimg himself looked over at certain dorm mates taking guesses on who could send the letter- if it could even be described as a letter.
The teen was about to open the final letter when a voice distracted him, looking up and feeling his smiled widen. Henry reached up a shoulder nudge to greet Nicky ad he spoke"Hey, Nick," the teen wasn't feeling that uncomfortable anymore. His best friend, close friend, and anorher first year friend was at the table along with a few letters and sweets he received from others (minusing the letter the loads of uwus).
This night turned out to be better than expected or least Henry thought... befire th3 drama started.
At the voice of the gryffindor, Henry looked over as his heart dropped. He hadn't gotten her anything, the teen felt terrible and wished that he have as he spoke"I'm not sure but my apologies for not getting you anything for today, I'll get you a brilliant birthday gift," a small smile as he turned to his finak letter. Unfolding and opening it but drawing his eyes from the words to the boxes, eyeing each then to Nicky as he spoke"strange, a few gifts and letters got mixed up," the teen wondered why letters and gifts seened tk become mixed up or unorganized. Turning his eyes back toward the letter that he tried to letter but for distracted once more.
Looking up, listening to Nicky. The teen wasn't sure what to feel, in his mind he thought that he would receive none and instead got quite a few. It surprised the teen a little. He never imagined himself the popular type or someone who would be sent numerous items. Nodding toward Nicky'w comments as the table grew silent and the teen pulled his eyes toward the letter. Reading. His heart stopped and grip trembled, eyes flickering from Nicky to the letter in hand.
There had to be a explanation... there had to..
Turning back toward the words, read it again and again. Mentions of feelings or gping numb? The teen couldn't think of the girl in that way, in a sister way maybe or even a friend way but a romantic one? The thought caused him to gag. Wondering how this will effect their relationship.... how will it efgecy boom?
The teen leaned over about to ask Nicky about her handwriting when he wayched the girl rush out, babbling out reasons why. Tje teen watched her leave. Longing to follow. But didn't. Deciding to stay there, to resd the letter again and fi d any sort of evidence that the letter isn't from his friend.
Rose shortly joined, Henry too occupied in the letter to noticed she arrived or the announcement that the professor gave. A rose fell then music, with each passing note and each ticking sound the teen read. Not fullt believing that Nicky would write that letter.
The music stopped, noise grew around. Henry then spotted the signature, remembering that Nicky doesn't use her legal first name. Smiling to himseof and knowing what he had to do, Henry folded fhe letter and slipped it inside his pocket.
Looking at the three girls, Henry spoke"I best be off but I'll see you all later," the teen rose from his seat passing a box of cupcakes from "Nicky" to Logan as he spoke"your the bigger sweet person out of us," stacking up the four boxes then csrrying them toward the exit when another table caught his eye.
Henry stared for a moment at Avery's then saw that he shared it with Hildegard, the teen took a breath and hoped no drama was in the first year's future figuring he could give Avery a sweet or two that laid in his hands later.
Walking out, Henry spotted Hanako and got a mischievous idea as he took a small stop at the professors table before heading toward the exit.
A letter on the ground. A certain lad picked ot up. A read over. The teen realized something and ran from that event with Loki on his heels hoping- wishing that he isn't too late.
Henry and Loki left the thread
"There's no such thing as strange creatures, only blinked people" - Newt Scamander
22 Mar 2022, 22:08
TABLE 10 | Sweethearts Tea Party
MOD POST
@Henry Knight | @Rose Moon | @Logan Baird | @Lizzy Solace | @Elsa Veronica Bennett
"Anonymous would like to dedicate the song, Single Ladies, to Hanako Tone! He's single, ladies and gents! So if your heart belongs to him, don't forget to tell him as much!"
LOVELY CUPCAKES
Unfortunately the delicious looking cupcakes would go unnoticed...
PLEASE NOTE: This will be the last mod post as our next in-character event, the Blossom Ball, will be starting within the next few weeks. You may continue to roleplay and feel free to state that your character ate a cupcake and ended up under the effects of Amortentia but we ask that the effects stay strictly within this event. This means you cannot claim your character stole Amortentia laced cupcakes from this event.
However, Orion will be keep an eye on the threads, and there is still a table full of teachers, so please try not to do anything he wouldn't do!
Thank you, and we hope you all enjoyed yourselves!
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