Closed GREEN SEA TENT FULL Conspira-Sea

EmmaLee nodded in agreement as Miles and Lillian discussed not getting into trouble. She was glad that Miles was on the same page about not harming anyone and not breaking any serious rules. It would be really embarrassing for her to get in any real trouble before she even entered the school. She just wanted to have some fun with her new friends and make people laugh.
She took the paper from Miles, admiring his prompt organization. He seemed overall to have his stuff together which is probably he was Ilvermorny's champion. She made a mental note to ask Miles or anyone about that, by the way. She hadn't heard anything about the Hexwizard Tournament until today.
"It is nice to meet you, Miles. Thank you." She said as she turned to go sit down on her own bunk and fill the questionnaire out. Just as she sat down, another boy burst into the tent, greeting everyone in true pirate manner. She jumped in surprise and let out a deep sigh, just as the next boy came in and started chattering to the Ilvermorny students and making her jump again. Mon dieu. Was every single person going to come in this way? Abrupt and loud? Well....obviously not considering, but it seemed to be going that way for the most part. EmmaLee was certain that it was merely everyone's excitement at being here and she tried to squash her jitters with a smile towards the new arrivals. She said a quick, "Welcome, I'm EmmaLee" before turning back to the questions Miles had given her.

As she wrote, her mind wandered a little, wondering if there would be any privacy in this tent aside from the bathroom. Maybe she should rig something up around her bunk like curtains. In all honesty she was really quite introverted, but was able to be sociable if and when it was needed, like right now when everyone in her tent was arriving. It was really quite draining though for her to be this chipper and friendly and she was starting to feel the drain already.

Once she had finished the questions, she stood up and put them on the table by the door the Miles had indicated and sat back down on her bunk. She reached back and pulled all of her wavy white hair into a single pony tail and then leaned back on her hands with her legs stretched out in front of her.

August 1, 2022

"Ahoy, Bubba," Lillian said with a laugh as the boy burst in, recognizing him after a split second. She had bumped into him when shopping for schoolbooks in July. They had gotten off to a bit of a rough start, but had soon become friends, or, at least, friendly.

Another Ilvermorny boy entered, quickly greeting the other Ilvermorny students. She greeted him with a quick nod before getting up and taking the paper from Miles. She didn't fill it out just yet; she usually didn't know how to fill out forms about herself, or even talk about herself, for that matter. She looked up at everyone else; they seemed to be filling it out fairly easily.

She was well aware about the differences in the students here. Ilvermorny, Durmstrang, and Hogwarts. All three were basically rivals. She wondered how they'd get along. So far, as a whole, they were getting along quite well, but she noticed the tendency of the Ilvermorny students to stay with each other, and the Hogwarts students to be a slightly separate group. That was expected, of course, but she was a bit surprised at how first years who hadn't even started school yet somehow drifted together. Of course, EmmaLee was an exception. She was social, trying to make friends, which Lillian knew she should be doing too, lest she be alone this coming year. But, then again, she didn't really mind it all that much.

These people were far friendlier than she was used to. Maybe she had misjudged wizards; she had clearly misjudged the wizards occupying her own tent, at least. Slowly, she was beginning to accept that she might just fit in with wizards.

Ilvermorny | First Year | Thunderbird

WC: 242 Hex: #10949d

Date: August 1, 2022 Outfit: Simple camp fit!

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More and more people began pouring into the little tent. Jamie was reminded once more that this was a true international event. Emma Lee had a French accent, Emma, Bubba, and Lillian were from Hogwarts, and Astrid hailed from Durmstrang. (The schools' names were coming back to him now!)

And of course, Jamie couldn't forget his fellow Americans! He shook Stephen's hand intensely, at risk of ripping the guy's arm off. Louca was here too! He made sure to give his best bro a giant, bone-crushing hug. Miles got a stinging high five. Jamie only vaguely remembered Thatcher from school, but he was excited to get to know all about him.
The redhead flitted around the room, adding loud remarks to every conversation. He was ablaze with energy, and was absolutely ecstatic at how things were going so far. He was going to have a blast here at camp!

Just then, someone mentioned pranks, and Jamie perked up. "We should 'rough up the waters' for sure!" He exclaimed. "It's summer, guys! We gotta get into all the trouble while we still can. Other tents won't know what hit 'em." Seriously, some people were so uptight about that kind of stuff. A little gunk on the old rap sheet wouldn't hurt.

But overall, he was so, so, so happy to be here in the stadium. And for a whole month at that! He couldn't wait to see what sorts of shenanigans would unfold...

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@Simon Kincaid | @Emma Wynn | @AngelFyre McCubbin | @EmmaLee LeDames| @Anastasia Varney | @Lillian Ward | @Bubba McGarry | @Emma Bennett

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Name | Jameson Ziegler
Preferred Name/Nickname | Jamie
Suggestions for our group name | Conspiri-Sea is pretty good! I can't really think of anything else, haha
Hobbies/Interests | Quidditch, video games, skateboarding, general tomfoolery, secret nerd stuff
Some of your favorite things | FOOD, friends, memes, family, home city, music
What motivates you? | Adventure, new people/places, competition, also food
What are your strengths? | Great physical strength, bravery, observation, ideas that are so stupid they're genius
Random interesting fact about yourself | "I can fit my whole fist in my mouth! Wanna see?"
Any suggestions on sabotage? | "Glue all their stuff to the ceiling, upside down. Like in that one book with the worm pasta."

Emma was relieved to meet other first year students so quickly, but her nerves didn't keep at bay for long. When the group started talking about pranks, her mind went straight to the potential downfalls. What if someone got hurt? What if she got caught and caused trouble before even stepping foot in Hogwarts? She noticed that Lillian looked a bit nervous as well. That's good, she thought. Hopefully I won't have to be the only buzzkill. Just then, Lillian spoke Emma's thoughts aloud.

"I don't want to be caught and get myself in trouble before I've even entered the school," Lillian said.

Miles, the boy who had proposed the pranks, agreed. "And I don't want to get in trouble either. Harmless pranks... all in good fun," he said.

Okay, I could do that, thought Emma. She smiled as Miles handed out forms to each student. The eleven-year-old was a big fan of orderliness. She put thought into each answer as she filled out the form:

Name | Emma Bennett
Preferred name | Emma
Suggestions for our group name | The Evergreens
Hobbies/interests | literature, baking, singing and music, nature
Some of your favorite things | snickerdoodle cookies, shades of blue and green, relaxing in nature
What motivates you? | making others happy or proud
What are your strengths? | I like to think that I'm quite intelligent. I may not have started wizarding school yet, but I'm a quick learner and have done lots of reading in preparation! I also consider myself kind and loyal.
Random interesting fact about yourself | I have an ivory-colored aspen wand that I think is quite pretty!
Any suggestions on sabotage? | I don't plan to do anything too crazy, if that's all right. Just some lighthearted fun!
OOC/Have discord? | No, unfortunately.

"Here you go," she said, returning the completed form. "What are you using these for, Miles? If you don't mind my asking."

Bubba looked around at the occupants of the tent as he came in, the only person he recognized was Lillian who he gave a cheery wave when she gave him an ahoy. He was also surprised to hear the boy handing out forms talking with an American accent. He listened to the hellos and the comments of everyone as he found a free bed and put his rucksack down. As the subject turned to pranks he got quite excited, "Pranks you say, hell yeah we've gotta get some in!" He said excitedly as he stowed the rucksack under the cot and took his parrot off his shoulder and put it on the table next to his cot, "How about we magic a few cuts on the top of someone's tent and then conjure some water and make it rain!" He suggested happily.

As he looked around he could only assume that some of these students were from other schools because they looked a bit older than him and he'd never seen them before. There were also a couple of younger students that he assumed, like Lillian, would be starting at Hogwarts this year. He took the piece of parchment that Miles was offering and grabbed a pen from his rucksack. He started to hastily fill out the form so he could be done with it and get in on the fun.



Bubba finished his form and put it down before heading over to where Lillian was standing, "Hey, how are you?" He said with a warm smile, they had literally bumped into each other in Flourish and Blotts a month earlier but gotten past it, she was quite nice and he was quite happy to be in a tent with someone he knew even a little.

August 1, 2022

"I'm doing good. At least doing better about my nervousness about school," Lillian responded. Her nerves had calmed down now after getting to know some other people. "That was quite an entrance," she added with a bit of humor in her voice.

She smiled at Emma when the girl expressed some worry about breaking the rules, glad someone else was supporting her thoughts as well. It seemed none of them wanted to get in trouble, but all of them wanted to have some fun. That was a good thing; she just hoped that they'd choose caution over chaos. She was a bit worried about some of the tent members, mainly Jamie Ziegler. She had nothing against the boy. She just got the impression that he'd go running into it headfirst and get himself in trouble, or worse, get them all in trouble. She herself could be impulsive sometimes, but tried her best to think things through, and she thought she was improving. She wondered if Jamie did the same, but it certainly didn't look like it.

"Maybe not all the trouble," she said carefully, hearing Jamie's words. "Maybe we should think things through before running off and wreaking havoc." She hoped the others would agree. It had taken a bit of courage for her to say that, and she wasn't looking forward to an argument, although she had a feeling it was only a matter of time before one occurred in this tent.

Only then did she think about how vastly different they all were. There was no way the people in this tent would get along well for nearly a month. It wouldn't surprise her if they may even resort to casting a few spells on each other. All she could hope for was that she wouldn't make enemies anytime soon, or get caught in the crossfire.

Dropping his questionnaire off at the small table next to the tent entrance as Miles had requested, Stephen was quick to notice there seemed to be tension amongst the tent mates already at the mention of pranking, and interestingly enough, it seemed to break prettyy much along male and females lines, Astrid being an eager exception. The girls had not said a definitive 'No' to pranking, but discomfort and worry was written all over their faces, especially those of EmmaLee and Lillian. Stephen did not share their worry, but he was definitely mindful of it. They were, after all, completely new to any school of magic. He could understand how it would be intimidating to be here, not know anyone at all, and then be worried that your tent mates were about to riddle your magic history with all kinds of black marks before ever stepping foot onto campus, or help to create enemies where there may have been none otherwise. It was not a completely unreasonable thought, but he hoped that they could take Miles at his word that it was going to be in good fun, and no trouble would result for anyone.

"I can understand how the idea of pranking can be intimidating, especially to students who know no one here and are already worried that they will be entering school in the fall with possible enemies and black marks sullying their good names. Perfectly understandable," he said as he walked over to the side where the girls had staked out their bunks, smiling broadly as he did so. Lillian had chosen to be in the back, so he positioned himself in the middle of the walkway so that they could both see him and hear him a little more easily. He noted Emma looked a bit trepidatious as well. Though he was addressing the girls specifically, he raised his voice enough so that everyone in the tent could hear him. Whether they listened or not was another story.

"As the oldest student in the tent, at least so far, and by virtue of his apparent natural leadership abilities, I would ask each of you to take Miles at his word that all pranks done in the name of the Green Sea Tent will not be of a nature to harm anyone or to get any of us in trouble. No one wants that, but we just can't let opportunities for fun pass us by. Think of it as a positive thing. Would you all feel better if we did this democratically and voted on the pranks to be done in the name of everyone in the tent? Would that be an acceptable compromise? he asked them with a good deal of confidence and hope.

Then turning around to face the side that essentially had the boys, he continued, "And then, if there are pranks that the more adventurous of us wish to pursue, we can do so as a splinter group.... an away party of sea farin' ne'er-do-wells, so to speak," and he had a wide grin on his face as he winked conspiratorially at his comrades in arms.

"I guess we don't have to decide anything now, unless you all want to that is, but I'm going to be honest. I can smell the BBQ already and I am ready to go change the complexion of some chicken legs. Anyone else hungry? We can go eat and do some reconnaissance for our future prankings. Win-win situation if you ask me."

@EmmaLee LeDames @Simon Kincaid as Miles Thatcher @Gemima Sable as Jamie Ziegler @Emma Bennett @Anastasia Varney as Astrid Olsen @Lillian Ward @Emma Wynn as Louca Dufort @Bubba McGarry

As EmmaLee reached her hand back to prop herself up, a couple of leaflets crumpled beneath her hand. They had been discarded on her bed when she put her things away and were all but forgotten in the hubbub of everyone else coming in and making introductions. She sat up properly so that she could really read them and as she did she more or less tuned out the rest of the conversation about pranks and trouble until she saw a certain event on the itinerary. Fri, Aug 3 - Prank Wars.

She tuned back in just as Stephen was reassuring, um she guessed herself and the other first years who had expressed concern about getting into trouble. She realized that he had mistaken her introverted anxiety for worry about getting in trouble. She had been a little bit in her own mind, trying to figure out a way to close off her bunk, that she hadn't noticed anyone would notice her demeanor. She was definitely for doing the pranks, was looking forward to them even, but there would always be a worry about anyone else being actually harmed. She didn't like that idea of harmful pranks.
No, her look of worry was more about whether she was going to be able to be alone for five minutes for the entire next month or if she was going to have to be 'on' so to speak for the next 30 days. While she was genuinely cheerful and excited to be here and she did try to be friendly and kind to everyone, she was the kind of person who needed to be alone after a while of group interactions in order to kind of recharge.
Nevertheless, she noted that Stephen was still rather observant of the people around him and did find it sweet that he was concerned for his juniors' worries and wanted to ease them. She made a mental note to watch herself in Stephen's presence, if only to not unnecessarily worry him.

"Thank you, Stephen, and while I do believe in Miles that we won't get in trouble of any kind or harm anyone with our pranks, it does seem that the organizers have thought ahead of us all and planned for inevitable pranksters. " She said, holding the schedule up for everyone to see. "They are having a prank war on Friday already and it says that individuals or whole tents came sign up." She turned the paper back around to read out the event description.

Students will first sign up and be placed into a group along with those from their tent willing to take part.
Once the signups are complete, the groups will be randomly matched against each other. These pairs will be the groups/tents at war with each other.

"There is also a list here of all the various other events you can sign up for. I suppose I was so excited to get to my tent that I didn't realize anything about any of the other events." She said, laughing a little at herself. "There is also a Triathlon, a Mutiny-wolf game, Truth or Dare, Capture the Jolly Roger, and Twirl the Flagon, which I can only assume is a Spin the Bottle game." She continued, reading off the various other, non-sport related games the camp was offering and then standing up.

"On another note, the smell of food has definitely reminded me how hungry I am as well. I believe we can talk about joining games and pranking after eating." She asked, rolling up the leaflet and holding it in both hands while she looked around at all her tentmates.

"Yes, that sounds perfect, Stephen," Emma replied with a smile. She was glad to have the conflict solved before it turned into an argument. She certainly had never been the type to pull pranks in the past, but she wanted to get along with everyone. If a little bit of fun would help create meaningful relationships and lasting memories, then Emma supposed it would be worth the risk. She felt even more at ease when EmmaLee explained that pranks were actually part of the pre-planned activities. What a relief! she thought.

Besides, hadn't Ollivander told her that her new wand signified a dramatic and adventurous witch? Maybe this was her chance to prove herself!

Emma suddenly realized that she hadn't claimed a bed yet. In fact, her trunk was just sitting on the floor. She picked it up and placed it on a bed near the other girls. It was a bit odd that the tent was coed, but at least the girls could stay near one another. Emma imagined that they could grow close. Then she would have friends before her first year even started!

Stephen suggested that everyone get a bite to eat at the barbecue. Emma had heard that there would be a barbecue throughout the afternoon and evening of the first day, but she wasn't hungry just yet.

"I'm going to stay here and settle in a bit more," Emma said. "I can meet you at the barbecue later, though. It's been great to meet everyone!" Emma still wanted to seem friendly and polite. She hoped she hadn't given a bad first impression. Oh, boy. Here go my anxious thoughts again...

"I thought we could compile it for some meeting of the minds," Miles said, "and a little get to know you session." They were strangers, after all, at least most of them, and the best way to learn about something was by researching the facts that were available. Why not make more facts available from the start.

Miles went over and took the papers into his hands, placing them in a stack and ensuring that they were all facing the same way. He then bent the corner over slightly to create a sort of make-shift type of paperclip and put them back on the table. They weren't just for his use, but so that all the tent-mates could start to get to know one another.

"I'll admit, when I tried to figure out what Summer Camp was," as it was a term unfamiliar to his pureblood self, "I got this idea of tents but out in the wilderness and swimming in lakes and enjoying nature. Not....the London Quidditch Stadium," he shook his head, still mindblown from the area, of anywhere in the world, that was chosen. "I was disappointed. I like plants and all else of nature but hey, I also love quidditch," he smiled. "I guess what I'm trying to get at is, I'm eager to learn about you guys, too. We come from a lot of places and we don't seem to have a huge amount of similarities but that's cool and I look forward to getting to know you all."

Miles wasn't going for some politician award here, but meant it genuinely. He was a traveler and part of traveling meant seeing new things, going new places, and meeting new people. He would do his best to make the most of it while he was there.

"I think I might also head out to that meal."