Faerietale Endings Fall Ball 2022 Locked

interacting: Astrid Olsen (@Anastasia Varney)
mentioning: @Mathias Pride
outfit
English | Parseltongue

Della watched as the fairies zoomed around the fountain; she hoped they weren't going to pick her to play one of their pranks on. She had had hit-or-miss experiences with the little buzzers before. Before she could decide to get out of their way, a friendly yet foreign voice approached with a hello.

She was wearing a beautiful white dress that seemed to make her already ethereal appearance even more... well ethereal. They had been wolves together during the same camp mutiny game—a shining moment for Della, being on the "bad" team where no one would suspect her and then demolishing the competition. "Astrid, right? Hi! I love your dress."

Before Della could say more, she heard a small commotion happening from nearby. And so it begins. Ugh. An older boy threw something across the room, and it landed near the fountain. Was it a doll? Yes, and, it wasn't in great shape from being thrown. No one seemed to be running over for it. Was it cursed? This was a fairytale ball after all. Given the age of the boy who threw it, it could also be a romantic kerfuffle. Those tended to break out all over Hogwarts events.

It was, however, a beautiful doll. So something possessed Della to go pick it up. She sat it gently on the seat of the fountain and looked at the fairies, "Will you all be so kind as to fix this? I'm sure the owner or its creator would be in your debt."

Knowing that she didn't want to be in the fairies' debt herself, Della turned toward the Durmstrang girl. "I was thinking of going to the petting zoo. Hopefully, things outside are a little calmer. Would you like to join me?"

Action: giving the doll to the fairies & asking Astrid to go to the petting zoo, if Astrid says yes, feel free to godmod Della leaving with you and we can resume in the other thread
also sorry this is so close to the next mod, I meant to get it out sooner this week, but IRL got in the way as it does

Roleplaying as iNPC Vivienne Beaumont
French | English | Spanish

Interacting with: Henri de Bourbon (@Regina Miller) Mentioning:

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Date: 8th October 2022 Outfit: x | x | x | x

It had taken Vivienne a lot longer than expected to get ready for the ball. Granted, she also had to put on a Black Widow suit underneath her dress, and then put on said dress, and then put on the cape and gloves she had decided to wear to cover up the suit. She didn't want the surprise to be ruined before she was ready to reveal it. Her and Henri had decided to choose Snow White for the ball because it was fairytale theme, even though Vivienne had wanted to go as the Avengers. Did it go with the theme? No. But Halloween was coming up, and that meant you had to dress up! Henri did not like the idea though, and Vivienne couldn't exactly blame him, considering he didn't actually know who the Avengers were. So, she decided to agree to the Snow White theme. Henri had even been kind enough to buy the dress for her, and it was quite a shame that she'd have to ruin it later, but just because Henri didn't want to dress up as an Avenger didn't mean Vivienne couldn't! She'd introduce all of the Pure-bloods to the legend that is Natasha Romanoff.

Vivienne was walking beside Henri, holding onto his arm as they made their way to the courtyard, where the ball was taking place. When they arrived, Vivienne couldn't help it as a gasp escaped her lips. It was absolutely beautiful, and Vivienne was in awe. She felt as if she had walked into an actual fairytale. "Oh my, Henri, it's beautiful! It looks like an actual fairytale. Hold on, do you think we were actually transported into a different reality? Because this just looks too good to be true! Well, I mean, sometimes I still can't wrap my head around the fact that magic is real, you know? Everything is still so surreal to me!" She was talking extremely fast, her voice filled with excitement, and it would probably be a miracle if Henri was able to pick up everything she was saying.

That was when a glimpse of something very small and fast flew past her face, and she swatted at it automatically, thinking it was a fly, until she heard it giggle. Flies definitely don't giggle, so curiosity took the better of her as she tried to find it again, and when she set her eyes on it, she gasped again, "Is that a fairy?" She squeezed Henri's arm in excitement as her free hand went to point at it, until the mischievous creature flew away again, "Well, it was just there, but now it's gone, but it was definitely a fairy! Fairies actually exist? Like, Tinkerbell? They exist? That's amazing!" The French girl was finding out new things about the Wizarding World every day, even though she was a second year now and had been accustomed to it for a year now, she still found out new things and it shocked her every time. When she had found out dragons actually existed, she swear she nearly died from shock. It was all so amazing and magical, she still couldn't believe that she was actually a witch.

"What should we do first?" She asked Henri, "I think there's a petting zoo over there! We should really go to that, I want to see all the cute animals! Or should we eat first? Oh, there's too many things we could do! I don't know where to start!" There was a chill in the air tonight, but considering Vivienne was covered from head to toe and had a suit underneath her dress, she didn't feel the chill at all. She was mostly just excited to start exploring everything the ball had to offer, and then when the time was right, reveal the suit.

Action: Arriving
Stats: STA: 8 | EVA: 8 | STR: 7 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 5 | ACC: 7
Abilities: Fearless, Calming Presence
Inventory: Wand

He lost the girl in gold. Oh what a world, so very cruel.

And yes, while perhaps he would have been able to catch up if he’d tried to go through the dancers and crowds around the food…that was a lot of effort. Too much effort one could say. He was far too delicate to be pushed around, thank you very much. He sniffed, feeling a bit miffed that he’d possibly lost his chance to rub winning in Queenie's face. A truly horrible loss, how would he ever recover?

…Maybe he should force Kitty from the tree and let her free. She was good at finding his friends at the most inopportune times! And if there was one thing the spider loved it was gold…

No no no! That was a bad idea. Even Elsian knew that much! He groaned, quick to rest for a moment by some flowers and simply watch the fairies. Quite annoyed with himself even seeing the fairies judge people, possibly himself included, wasn’t enough to make the Gryffindor less annoyed.

From the corner of his eye he saw a feathered dress, one of the fairies pointing at the girl and he stopped staring as a very familiar brat had the most storybook like meet up ever. That on the other hand was enough to get the boy to smile, a small laugh at the awkwardness he could see in Feathers posture.

Oh god it was the sweetest, tooth rotting thing he’d ever seen. Feathers was totally scoring a new boyfriend right now! Awww…

Disgusting.

Obviously, she was taking no responsibility in getting the embarrassing photos her parents would surely demand after learning about this, in fact did her parents even know about this? Hnn…unlikely. Feathers was rather good at not letting her parents find out about things as far as school life was concerned; what a horrible thought, didn’t she know the best memory and mark of finding love was the blackmail and embarrassment? Well obviously, not, surely it was Elsians duty to fix this grievous error. He pulled out his camera and began walking closer to the couple, stopping a bit aways by some flowers when he got a good angle of both love birds, hah! Just out of sight but close enough for some decent shots he thought, the boy was not his aunt, certainly no photographer but surely was good enough for some embarrassing and okay-ish shots to hold over the girl.

Grinning Elsian aimed the camera, catching a shot of Feathers just as the younger girl pulled the flower closer to her chest, looking down at the flower with quickly flushing cheeks and bashful smile. Feathered dress fanned about her, and the falling of petals whisked away by fairy dance by the eerie beauty of the moonlight against the blue feathers made for an enchanting picture.

He thought perhaps his aunt would be proud. At the very least, certain adults would likely find the picture just fine. In the same thought he was outraged that she had refused to show him her outfit for the ball this whole time.

Another shot aimed toward her date, Bubba. The kid he’d heard all about during the summer from Samantha. The prince charming to the bird brains storybook ending if one were to think about all the talk and swoony prattling he’d been subjected to listening to. He waited for a moment, leaning against cold stone that hadn’t been covered in thorns and flowers, uncaring of the way white and blue flowers pressed against part of the camera lens. As Feathers moved however, he was quick to focus on both of the lovebirds & snap a picture when Feathers went to hug him. It was a bit awkward, ill-timed perhaps even with the faint colors of the fairy lights in the background and the glow of moonlight against their clothes. But it was nonetheless sweet. Sweet and pretty and sure to seem as enchanting as it was a bit silly with the way he was sure the flowers would take up part of the photo.

It would likely look like one was peeking behind a wall of flowers with the odd angle at the couple, and in a way it was fitting, fitting enough to have Elsian snickering a little as he straightened up to avoid it from happening again. “How sickeningly sweet,” he muttered.

One last picture, snapped right as the young Ravenclaw boy put his hands against Samantha's arms looking straight into her eyes. Elsi couldn’t be sure what was being said, but he did know it looked quite sappy. Grinning, he took the picture, capturing the boy's likeness just as he made to offer his arm and smiled widely at her. Perfect.

Oh feathers was so lucky to have him as a friend. And taking in the looks the 2 were giving one another, the pose, the dynamic…Elsian almost felt sorry for how he was gonna keep hunting her down for photos.

Looking past the 2 Elsian saw her. Logan. Cause it had to be Logan…talking with someone else and-

Oh. Oh ho! Did she think she found the right person?

HAH! That meant he could totally win right now! Oh, he’d find Feathers again later to embarrass her, he got a few good ones anyways. If she somehow ended up fighting a dragon or taking a tumble into the lake it would be fine now! For now, time to win the game~

Slipping from his little ‘hiding’ spot he walked past the couple, making sure to slip closer from Salwis’s side just so she could see as he walked past, a sharp grin on his face as he wiggled the camera in the air for the girl to see, a dramatic sigh and swoon aimed at her with a laugh as he quickly disappeared into the crowds towards Queenie.

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Reducio

The Courtyard had, from the start, seemed the only logical place to hold a ball such as the likes of the theme Faerietale Endings. What sort of Faerietale did not in some way incorporate the beauty of a twilit sky, or the delicate sparklings of the silvery stars overhead? The usually drab grey stones of the courtyard appeared almost silver in the almost entirely full light of the waxing moon, just one night away, and every tree and shadow appeared to have a slightly more angular and harsh edge because of Luna's soft yet intense glow. Soft birdsong, difficult to tell if magically or mundanely made, cooed in the black and whispering branches, and a soft, brisk, and rather chilly wind (11 degree Celsius/52 degree Fahrenheit) rattled branches and encouraged the older among the trees to groan in their own eerie melodies. A better evening could not have been asked for save the Highland cold, and tonight in particular seemed to gleam with a mysterious magic of a non-wizard origin.

Sprinkled about the environment lay trademarks of several better-known Hans Christian Andersen and Grimm Brothers fables. Within the courtyard fountain was a small recreation of Thumbelina being introduced to a repulsive toad groom. Opposing it on the far side a single large frog with a golden crown sitting on a lilypad sat with one of his "arms" extended as if to reach out and take a lady (or lad) by the hand for a tender kiss. Both of these floated freely in the water, bobbing here and there and guided by the current of the fountain water. Tangled upon the walls of the courtyard were thousands of blooming flowers mixed with sharp, prickly black thorns. Any self-respecting wandmaker would recognize a collection of well-trimmed blackthorn bushes off in one corner, though these appeared to have been grafted with a rose bush, for there was one red-blooming bush and one white-blooming bush. Not too far away from these was a pile of shoes, mostly leather and rough in make, but both a single "glass" shoe for a young woman barely glittered underneath its mundane fellows and a pair of bright red shoes stuck out like sore thumbs. High up in the tallest tree sat a stuffed plush golden goose in a nest that was angled so that all could see large golden eggs, the prize of most any kleptomaniac to be sure. Underneath a willow tree sat poised a collection of plaster swans, one of which was a small, downy, ugly grey fellow being embraced by one of the larger, more magnificent ones while a family of ducks watched on. Similarly, faux ravens looked down at both the scene below them and outwards towards the main congregation of the celebration with quiet eyes. If a student brushed close enough, it would magically animate, extend charcoal black wings, and have its eyes glow red with an accompanying "Caw, caw, caw!" emanating from it.

Fairy lights (glowing by the bioluminescent light of glow bugs) would offer an almost unnoticeable glow when compared to the light of the moon, their only purpose being to highlight the already bright and colorful bursts of spectrum that were found in the flowers and the leaves of the fall-blossoming plants. Tiny, real fairies, likely drawn in by the color and the ethereal nature of the environment fluttered about here and there, playing with the plush animals or perusing the nearby feast that was laid out. They giggled in a lightly buzzing tone, gesticulating and teasing with one another by pointing out the students that they thought to be less-dressed or less than impressive in their attire than themselves. Other fairies were more content to sit by the water fountain and meddle with the frogs thereon, whereas others flittered in the trees and danced in a way that caused loosened flower petals to be whisked into the air and produce a waltz of their own design.

The Grand Feast:

Reducio

The warm orange glow of the setting sun cast upon the vicinity had set the courtyard in a picturesque far back in time. As if reliving an old painting from the renaissance or within one's imagination of fairytales brought to life. With the sun disappearing into the horizon and giving way to the shadows of Autumn's early evening, the bronze candelabras on tables and strings of starry fairy lights that hung across the walls of the courtyard would shed light throughout the event, albeit with an almost eerily flickers.

The tables around were dressed in dark linens, with a neat display of silver goblets and silverware set upon. At the further end of the courtyard stood a rather coniferous juniper tree with claw-like branches that cast its shadow on a long rustic mahogany table displaying a delicious array that was to be feasted on. A large brass pot of simmering savoury stew, an impressive platter of pudding and pies of the sort, and a deep bowl of a rich burgundy red beverage to serve with the many intricate goblets that cluttered the table. By the table was a wooden bucket swirling with apples bobbing on the surface, green, pink, red and yellow. Any hungry souls could help themselves to a share of food while it lasted.

By Aurelia Notresvace

Light, mystical music drifted through the air; not sourced by a band or instrument easily visible, but as if by ghostly, phantasmal, omnipresent nature, encouraging couples to dance freely in the central, clearing of the courtyard set aside for a dance floor. Already there were a few of the native ghosts of Hogwarts finding themselves at home in the company of the antique surroundings, as they whispered to one another about their lives and their deaths alike, with especial couples somberly drifting to and fro in a silent waltz among the living and evoking an accidental chill if one came too close to one with still-living flesh.

An eye drifting to the right of the celebration would observe a collection of ill-sprinkled Bernie Bott's Every Flavored Beans, which would lead to but one of the activities of the night...

On the left, a collection of pumpkins of all sizes, faux rabbits, squirrels, birds, and other small woodland creatures would guide anybody who was curious enough to investigate their trail to sights and experiences of the most magical degree...

The night was young, the moon was nearly full, the food and beverages were set. Mystery and trickery hung thick in the skies as an air of excitement, grandeur, and the remotest tingling of trepidation laid eerily present in the vicinity. The 2022 Fall Ball was now begun.

Dancers, Entrances/Exits, & Interactions

The night continued for those who planned to enter, exit, and move about the celebrations at their own pace. This was a social event, after all. It would not do for people to not be social at a social event. It just didn't make sense. @Aaron Jones would continue to speak to his date, the fellow Hufflepuff @Logan Baird, unknowing that another nearby girl, @Aly Salinger was also beginning to find herself magically in an inescapable passion for the same girl.

Meanwhile, collections of the foreign students including Agata Matos @Beatrice Langstreth, Raul Correa @Nicholas McCowan, and Soraia Sampaio @Lucinia Thwain were enjoying the company of themselves, with Agata seeming to drive the majority of the conversation. At least they had been invited to the party this year (even if some seemed less than impressed with the committee's choice of décor and the lack of Wizarding Faerietales when compared to mundane Muggle ones); after all, Castelobruxo didn't have their own champion for this year. Truth be told, they were spectators for the antics of the other six. Still, surely it smarted a bit to know that baby (by the standard of school age, anyways) Koldovstorez had somehow managed to eek its way into the Tournament as opposed to extending the invitation to the much older and more prestigious Brazilian school. What was the reason for that, do you think? They would not have much more time to muse in peace, as Durmstrang Hexwizard competitor Cielle Johansen @Ivy Bellamy would swiftly approach the group, having recognized Agata as the "girl she had thown a plate at". A strange flex, but alright. She would go on to get all buddy-buddy with the Castelobruxo student. Attempting to get into her good graces, perhaps?

A situation was unfolding quickly between students of three entirely different schools; Kamila Yavlinsky of Koldovstorez @Marina Oriel, Amina Petrovic of Durmstrang @Ileen Knight, and the poor lad trapped in the middle of the two women, Stephen Schwartz of Ilvermorney @AngelFyre McCubbins. It quickly became apparent that new, colorful personalities not previously seen of the former girl (Kamila) were slowly rising to the surface. A personality that Stephen was not acquainted with. Though impressive, it was also marginally disappointing. Did it really take such a light blow to her pride to cause her to ramp up in aggression from 0 to 100 in 6 seconds flat? Such a light provocation inspiring the Koldovstorez girl to go so far as to raise a wand and threaten a spell against the (admittedly foxy) Amina? Stephen, I'd get out of there if I were you, buddy. Witchy women are crazy.

Collections of Hogwarts students still clumped together like curds and whey, though to be honest, that was entirely to be expected. @Athena Boot met up with her friends @Kayla Realma & @Nico Cirillo, the latter of which was seemingly not thrilled at the prospect of being forced to entertain conversation. Indeed, it was lighthearted Kayla which inspired Nico to interface among the three of them. Oh well, at least Nico wasn't being forced to drink hot sauce or have his teeth pulled out. After all, those are example of what introverts would deem a worse situation than being forced to be social, right? Right? Similarly, @Wynn Wen was clinging to @Irina Sousa like a man clinging to a lifeline. They would continue to explore the ball together.

@Marius Brown and his date the young Gryffindor @Ashleigh Hazelwood would carry on their conversations, though Marius was driving most of the talking. Perhaps Ash was just shy or reserved. Similarly, Lloyd Thomas @Bailey Glade and Eloïse Duciel @Astoria Swann would find themselves in a similar situation, with Lloyd being the main perpetuator of the dialogue.

@Bubba McGarry & @Samantha Salwis would find themselves having a marvelous time despite the hecticness of the ball around them, entertaining themselves with conversation as any good young people should. On the other side of the spectrum, however, @Clark William Baird-Carter would be highly unamused with his "need" to be at this party tonight, and it was only because of @Lily Brown that he would even be remotely "alright" with his situation. Well, I think it would be safe to say that things were about to go bad to worse; a certain something was starting to toddle their way...

@Colin McCoire would be approached by @Gemima Sable, who would greet the former and strike up a conversation with the Scottish and kilt-garbed Slytherin. With a swift puff, glitter would be spread between them, invoking a hearty laugh from Colin and the teasing complaint that he was still not entirely glitter free from the year before. Still, the jest was taken well in stride. At least someone here had a good sense of humor. @Lily Blaze would be interacting with his deepest love, @Clair Fernandez, the one that he searched for and pined after even without the assistance of Amormentia. Such true love was difficult to come by nowadays. Perhaps such mawkish gestures were to be admired... surely it was a love that was going to last for an eternity, if the faerietale stories were any indication of reality.

Resident potionmaster and alleged troublemaker with the use of said potions @Hunter Argentum would finally run into @Judith Cohen. He would ask her, intrigued, as to if any rumors were about and live about him. Well, he certainly wouldn't be the first one to be the butt of rumors. Many people at this school had secrets and rumors about themselves and their history in the halls of these schools. If Hunter had rumors about him... they would be in good company among those of all other students that were spread, retold, and glamourized.

Maksim Levin @Monica Evans and Monet @June Selwyn would continue to find themselves in their own strange happenstance at the edges of the ball, though as time continued to drag on, Maksim would be finding it more and more difficult to focus on the conversation, more concerned with potential underlying threats in the conversation. Was there an undertone of manipulation, threat? What was that that he had just seen out of the corner of his eye?!

Valetin Schnell @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood, Johannes Sauer @Astrea Soleil Neptune, and Romeo Marchonné @Pierré Marchonné would continue to be gathered up by the rose/blackthorn bushes. It seemed that something pertaiing to a joust was brewing between the albino Schnell and the cheshire Lord of Anarchy who Hath Consumethed Heterosexuality. After a very strange knighting ceremony between Romeo and Valetin, Romeo would (without use of magic for some ungodly reason) snap off a length of a longer branch from the bush. Perhaps if he had magic it would have gone better. As it was, what he did collect from the bush (estimating a foot and a half in length) was rough and unrefined, very fibrous at the location of the break. It would need a good trim to look even halfway presentable.

@Della Barfield would take pity on the abandoned doll, picking it up and showing it to the faeries. The faeries would wrinkle up their noses in response to looking at the mess of a creature, making faces and tittering among themselves in altering waves of laughter and spiteful teasing. What an ugly looking human toy! Why should they feel bothered or interested in helping to quote "Fix it up" unquote? Wasn't that a dirty human thing to do? It was far below them. Figure it out yourself! Oblivious to the happenings going on right nearby, @Faye Simmons would find herself terrified by the crows for a moment before she took up her place at the fountain, only to be met by @Regina Miller. The two of them would begin to speak; what about would have to be discovered as the night went on.

Multiple people would find themselves entering and re-entering. @Illowy Magnard entered alone, wandering aimlessly throughout the celebration. Lee Ye-jun @Eun-ji Lee Hunt of Mahoutakoro would also enter and begin to peruse the celebration. @Beatrice Langstreth would enter and attempt to locate @Monica Evans, finding her and beginning to strike up a hearty conversation with the Slytherin. @Monica Evans, while glad to have found her friend, seemed to be more entertained with the idea of locating Hiro Bakugo @Kim Sato; hopefully such a bearer of that last name was not nearly as hotheaded as another certain figure in pop culture with the same name.

Vivienne Beaumont @Adelaide Barlowe would search for her date; Henri, taking notice of the amount of faeries in the vicinity. Unfortunately, her outfit of red and only red was an eyesore to the very vain and precocious faeries, and she would become aware of at least three of those beings beginning to pick at her red shawl, prodding her hair, pulling a bit on the strings of her outfit. They were inspecting her thoroughly and giggling among themselves at her monochromatic outfit. What a boring color scheme! Alas, such was the way and the personality of these magical entities... one of the very few things that they found beautiful were they themselves... vain... quite vain indeed.

Ravishing @Pea Elena Fowl would locate her date @Alec Mason with a seeming unamused vengeance. He had evidently stood her up on the aspect of picking her up to arrive to this communal get-together, and the temperamental Part-Veela was not amused. A lady deserved far better from her date than such laziness, surely.

@Bloom Silverton would re-enter from the Grounds' petting zoo, (likely with @Howard White in tow?). Those enlarged eyes really were something else, and it could be argued that it caused the Dhampir boy to appear crossed somewhere between a Looney Tunes character and one of those animes where the eyes are just way too big in proportion to the face to be anatomically correct in any way. Retrieving @Jannette Applebottom from her ghosted tragedy, @Rebecca Loops would prove to be her knight in shining armor as he guided her back to the main ball and tried to lighten her mood by bobbing for an apple.


Despite being extremely confused by the effects of the Bewildering Beverage, Nikolai Ryzhkov @Avery McCall would stumble away and out of the main ball, find himself attracted to the animals that would lead towards the petting zoo's magnificent magical animals. Hopefully his dizziness and fuzziness of mind would not cause too many issues as he interacted with the lovable animals. Florian LeRoy @Starlee Kennedy too would enter and then subsequently exit with his (yet to arrive) date Castor to the petting zoo. They would surely enjoy themselves there. Not too long after, @Daphne Sapphirus would also depart for the excitement of seeing and playing with all those animals. What an experience that would be with @David Howard, right?


Poor @Dove Peregrine would have to watch as @Reena Delgado claimed that she was not feeling up to snuff for the night, and that the latter girl would have to retire for the night. What a pity... they could have had a nice time together.

Apples & Goblets (Will Edit)

Amelia Miller @Lily Blaze would enjoy an apple on the way over to visiting Nick Iris @Quinn Root, throwing it aside when she was done with it (filthy litterer). (I will edit this accordingly when @Aurelia Notresvace's Apple and Goblet Moderations come out). What sort of potion would she receive from the potion roulette?

@Bailey Glade, seemingly not having noticed the fact that @Opeila Winters had been negatively affected by the potion effect within her own apple pie, enjoyed her own pie (will roll to see if it is apple, and if it is, a potion effect will be rolled). She would converse with @Marcel Wheatley with delight... but maybe something odd would soon be noticed by the both of them if a potion effect was indeed somehow introduced to the innocent piece of pie.

Bobbing for apples was a fun endeavor, as @Rebecca Loops displayed... but unfortunately it didn't always take total ingestion for a potion to take effect. If a potion could transmit through the skin of the mouth or the tongue, it would find its way to the bloodstream. Even saliva could carry trace parts of a potion, and when saliva was constantly subconsciously swallowed, it could be argued that a potion could manage to slip its way through the cracks (will roll percentiles to see if the potion takes effect).

Cielle Johansen, the resident carny of the Horntail Horde, would have an apple on her way to cause issues with Agata and her group of friends. The more she would interact with them, however, the more she would become aware of a certain affect that she would find curiouser and curiouser.

Two newcoming Mahoutokoro students to the ball-- Chikao Narumi @Hunter Argentum & Chiaki Hiroi @Pax Zhang-- would also partake in the dinner, with Chiaki taking an apple apples of her own and Chikao selecting a goblet as they searched for their respective dates (Pax Zhang & River Faire). As they located their dates, they would become aware of certain potion/spell effects taking place, perhaps dramatically altering the way that they would choose to approach their new social situation.

@Illusia Bobich would hardly realize that she had dropped off to sleep, though (as she has not posted, I must assume that) she suddenly collapsed among the crowd in a state of deep slumber; a classic sleeping beauty as her golden hair haloed about her where she lay.

@Erin Ryan's own potion effect had worn off, thankfully, the pumpkin shell shriveling up and flaking off of her head in large chunks that would tumble to the ground and eventually crumble to dust. Weird.

Milo Durand of Beauxbatons @Delilah Stewart would pick out a pie of his own, not seeming to care if it was of an apple or not as he went to locate the Broom Racing Part-Goblin @Serena Towers, who between looking for her foil in height @Hugh Lowe was taking a drink out of one of the goblets that was a little unstable in its transfigurations... Would this new potential potion effect and or spell reversal put a new spin on these introductions or flow of conversation? Perhaps.

Necklace in the Black Box

@George Henry along with his crowd, would nonchalantly present the box to @Opeila Winters, who appeared to at least remotely understand what this strange exchange of gifts was about. Inspired by such circumstance, and likely still overstimulated by the effects of the Confusing Concoction that was still wreaking havoc on her system, the Slytherin Seer would quickly make her exit with the box in tow. What a peculiar happenstance... What could possibly be the emotional significance of such a charming trinket?

The Felix, Yefim, Beatrice, & Raine Drama

Incensed by the brattish nature of the young Slytherin Beatrice, Yefim decided to cut off the source of the childish blabbering with a very direct tongue-tying curse. However, when he idly cast the spell, he would find that the only thing that would occur was a small "cough" from his wand as the spell would fizzle out with a complaint. Perhaps a more direct route would be required in the Durmstrang Champion's desire for justice and retribution upon this child.

Just how badly would this bruise his ego? If the past had proven anything, there would be no chip off his shoulder. After all, perhaps this was an opportunity to prove his godhood in disguise.

Elsian the Sneak

@Elsian Cox, continuing to go about in the party, had an agenda of her own, it seemed; one that involved taking photos of the couple of @Bubba McGarry and @Samantha Salwis for... whatever purposes that served as important to her. She would make good on her ability to remain unseen and hidden [Cat's Grace Stealth Roll: 18], and Bubba McGarry would be none the wiser [Perception: 15] as Elsian continued on her mission of "finding Queenie".

Punchout

@Erin Ryan, the simultaneously graceful and boorish resident Slytherin Part-Veela of Hogwarts and terror of the skies on the Quidditch scene, would greet Ravenclaw wix @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood after mistaking her for another albino that was more significant to the champion of Durmstrang Yefim Rumyantsev. It was likely that similar complexion and relatively androgynous features would be more than enough to confuse the girl with 3 wisdom into thinking that perhaps Valetin had decided to dress as a female for the night. Searching for Yefim, at least she had had the decency to be polite and ask for instructions.

As she went for a greeting punch, her swing would go wide, likely distracted by the feathers and how they made the location of Aida's arms and body look as if they were places that they actually weren't, and would instead be redirected towards the other unfortunate member of the party less than two feet away, the Beetlejuice-bedecked @Piérre Marchonné. Though the boy had been caught wildly off guard by the sudden attack that was now suddenly gunning for him, he would miraculously manage to evade the blow altogether with a well timed dodge. He would not be eating a knuckle sandwich today, it seemed, but he would fall flat on his behind with the effort of attempting to evade.

@Della Barfield would feel pity for the poor doll that was left cold and abandoned by everyone else that had seen and walked by it. Unknowing of its origins, she would not know how it missed the feeling of warm, comforting hands; the hands of a mother who loved and tendered and babied it with ceaseless obsession and compassion unyielding. In the hands of Winnie, it had felt safe, secure, wanted, loved, comforted.

Contained.

It had been contained while in the hands of Winnie Harper, comfortable and quite satisfied with its position at the bosom of the teen girl. Now that it had been thrown aside (by its own father, no less)... something else now boiled to the surface, the presence of the first external glimmers of consciousness and sentience becoming noticeable. The longer she fondled it by the fountain, asking the faeries about her if they knew how to fix such a pretty little dollie, the fingers of its right hand twitched ever so slightly, it's reddish eyelashes fluttering...

"Ma-ma? Da-da?" Came an infant's voice from the (moving) ruby red lips of the porcelain baby doll. "Ma-ma! Da-da!" It called again, this time a little more desperately. The reddish liquid which slowly dripped from the cracks across its skin pulsed a little faster, dripping down through its clothes lightly and potentially onto the hands of Della herself. The hand clenched into a fist, the sound of cracking glass apparent as previously nonexistent joints now came into being, forming and adjusting unnaturally. The eyelids finally clicked away from blue glass eyes as the doll was tilted by Della's hands, permitting two perfect streams of the red to trickle down the rosy red cheeks as an empty smile became more feral, more desperate, more dangerous.

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The doll had finally become what it had always aspired to be; A Tiny, Real Girl.

The one whole hand gently moved to Della's gripping the girl's thumb gently in the doll's tiny one. The pretty little thing squeezed lightly, feeling the light pulse of her mother's heartbeat through her thumb. "Ma-ma!" It exclaimed brightly, now comforted by the warmth of this new mother figure. Mama had looked upon it with incredible pity... unlike so many of these others... those cold hearted children, forcing the doll to be unloved by their tender hands and their compassionate, warm, beating hearts. The blood within those hearts that caused their bodies to remain warm and living. The doll's one true mama was not holding it tightly, strongly, compassionately.

The dollie wanted to make mama proud. The dollie wanted to prove that it could be a real girl.

The doll's head turned on its joint in a complete 360 degree rotation, looking for other children. Despite having been adopted by this strange blonde-haired individual... The doll would take notice of its red hair, tied up neatly into two curly ponytails. Surely, that meant that their real parents had similar hair? The doll decided that its parental figure had red hair. It was not enough to be loved by this surrogate mother. It would take the love and the warmth and the heart from its red haired progenitors as well.

Head rotating back to front, the doll looked up to Della with those red-teared eyes, smiling softly up at her. "Help me, Ma-ma! Help me! Down, down!" It demanded of it surrogate mother, indicating to the cobble with its hand. "Down! Help me, Ma-ma!"

If Della complied, the doll would begin to toddle about, its head twisting back towards her for a few seconds for every few steps to ensure that she was following. "Looking, Ma-ma! Finding, Ma-ma! Proud of me?" It would repeat before its head rotated back to front again and the doll continued onward. Looking up and about at all these people... it found itself curious, intrigued, and jealous of all these people. They all had warmth and love and blood and hearts. The doll wanted one too. The doll wanted blood and hearts and warmth. Perhaps... it could take some. Mommy or Daddy would surely give some to it too, right? It just needed to find enough Mommies and Daddies.

If Della tried to resist, the doll would turn more aggressive, twisting and lurching in an attempt to rid itself of Della's hold until either Della lost the grip of the doll or she finally relented her hold (I had already rolled for the following before your post, which is the only reason I am not rolling a competing strength check to keep hold of it. You choose how the doll manages to enter the crowd or how you relinquish your hold on it).

Finally, the doll found a potential Mama in the form of [Random Redhead Target: Lily] @Lily Brown, who was speaking with another shorter young boy @Clark William Baird-Carter (perhaps he was a step-father of sorts). The doll froze for a second, akimbo with its left arm missing, looking a mess with red dripping down its cheeks and through the cracks of its remaining right arm, dirtied dress, perfect red hair tied in divine ponytails. It would look upon its other Mama with two bright blue eyes tainted by the reddish tears before slowly extending an arm to her. "Ma-ma..." It spoke confidently, its voice box cracking. the head rotated back to Della, pointing at the girl. "Ma-ma..."

With the speed that only a young toddler can express, the red haired doll sprinted towards Lily, intent upon obtaining for itself the warm heart and blood of its progenitor mother; the love and the affection that it craved, needed, obsessed over. It wanted another Mama. It would take another Mama, no matter what.

Lunging towards the redhead, the doll's teeth would suddenly elongate and sharpen to points, mouth open wide as if to consume the girl whole. "MA-MA!" It cried in a voice that sounded of both a child and a deep growl. Just as it started to target the girl, a sudden chill would pervade the area [Terrible Presences (d10: 1); take your pick], causing the doll to suddenly shy away from the attack at the last human moment. Without a heart though it was, the doll had many insecurities; particularly those concerning its initial abandonment. Shaking away the terror, it would attempt to leap in order to bite the girl once again, targeting one of her exposed arms with needle-sharp teeth. Unabashed this time by the chilling auras of the similarly terrible students in the vicinity [TP (d10: 9)], the doll would feel its teeth scrape against the girl's tender flesh and the warm arteries located therein [Accuracy: d20(3) + 12 = 15], but Lily, through a feat of agility or other methodology, would easily evade the wild leap of the gorgeously terrifying doll [Evasion: d20(19) + 7 = 26].

"MA-MA!" The doll shrieked at the top of its lungs. "I wAnT mY mAmA!" Teeth would click with the sound of glass at every close of the mouth, razor sharp and glittering. "gIvE mE mY mAmA!"

STATUSES:

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@Aaron Jones 1090/1000 ~ Conversing with Logan
@Adelaide Barlowe 600/600
Agata Matos @Beatrice Langstreth 800/800 ~ Interacting w/Raul & Soraia
@Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood 1000/1000 ~ Trapped in a Paradox
@Alan Vanes 1200/1200 ~ --
@Alec Mason900/900 ~ --
@Alma Stoll 300/300 ~ --
@Aly Salinger 900/900 - Amortentia (Logan) ~ --
Amelia Miller @Lily Blaze 600/600 ~ Interacting w/Nick, Eating an Apple & Subsequently Throwing it to the Ground
Amina Petrovic @Ileen Knight 900/900 ~ Mocking Stephen & Kamila
@Anastasia Varney500/500 ~ --
@AngelFyre McCubbin 700/700 ~ --
@Ashleigh Hazelwood 500/500 ~ --
@Astoria Swann 700/700 ~ --
Astrid Olsen @Anastasia Varney 700/700 ~ --
@Athena Boot 500/500 ~ Entering & Loitering, Interacting with Nico & Kayla
@Bailey Glade 600/600 ~ Eating Food, Interacting w/Marcel @ Table
@Beatrice Dupont 600/600 ~ --
@Beatrice Langstreth 600/600 ~ Enter & Interact w/Monica
@Bloom Silverton: 1000/1000 ~ Re-Enter Main Ball
@Bubba McGarry 600/600 ~ Interact w/Samantha Salwis
Chiaki Hiroi @Pax Zhang: 900/900 ~ Enter, Eat Apple & Find River
Chikao Narumi @Hunter Argentum: 1000/1000 ~ Enter, Find Pax, offer Pax Goblet
Cielle Johansen @Ivy Bellamy: 1100/1100 ~ Enter, Eating an Apple, Antagonizing Agata
@Clair Fernandez 700/700
@Clark William Baird-Carter: 500/500 ~ Being Grumpled
@Colin McCoire 600/600 ~ Interacting w/Gemima, Trying to find Claire
@Daphne Sapphirus 1000/1000 ~ Leaving to the Petting Zoo
@David Howard 700/700 ~ --
@Della Barfield 500/500 ~ Pick up the Hag Doll & Ask Faeries for assistance
@Dove Peregrine 500/500 ~ Watching Reena Leave
@Elena Jangleton 900/900 ~ --
Eloïse Duciel @Astoria Swann 800/800 ~ --
@Elsian Cox 1000/1000 ~ Sneaking Photos of Bubba and Samantha, noting Logan, Finding "Queenie"
@Emma Wynn 800/800 ~ --
@Erin Ryan 800/800 - Pompion Potion Wears Off; Try to Punch Aida
@Ethan Smith 800/800 ~ --
@Eun-ji Lee Hunt 800/800 ~ --
@Faye Simmons: 600/600 ~ Scared by Birbs, Sitting by Fountain
Felix Kolbeck @Winnie Harper 700/700 ~ --
@Finnegan Connor 800/800 ~ --
@Flash Holmwood 800/800 ~ --
Florian LeRoy @Starlee Kennedy: 700/700 ~ Entering Ball, Leaving for Petting Zoo With Castor
@Gemima Sable: 700/700 ~ Entering Ball, Meeting w/Colin
@George Henry 1000/1000 ~ Hands Box to Opeila
@Gidion Athenatos 500/500 ~ --
@Hanako Tone 1000/1000 ~ --
Hiro Bakugo @Kim Sato 700/700
@Howard White 1100/1100 - Bulgeye Potion ~ --
@Hunter Argentum 1000/1000 ~ Interacting w/Judith
@Ileen Knight 900/900 ~ --
@Illowy Magnard: 900/900 ~ Entering, Wandering Alone
@Illusia Bobich 700/700 - Sleeping Draught (Rendered Unconscious)
@Irina Sousa 400/400 ~ --
@Jake Morris 600/600 ~ --
@Jannette Applebottom: 500/500 ~ Reenter Ball w/Rebecca
Johannes Sauer @Astrea Soleil Neptune1000/1000 - Scintillation Solution (+3 Wisdom, 2 Rounds Remain) ~ --
@Judith Cohen: 600/600 ~ Find Hunter
@June Selwyn 600/600 ~ --
@Jürgen Hess 500/500 ~ --
Kamila Yavlinsky @Marina Oriel 900/900 ~ Threatening Amina w/Wand
@Kayla Realma 600/600 ~ Interacting w/Nico & Athena
@Keith Moore 700/700 ~ --
@Kim Sato 600/600 ~ --
@Lazarus Lavey 300/300 ~ --
Lee Ye-jun @Eun-ji Lee Hunt: 1000/1000 ~ Enter the Ball
@Lily Blaze 500/500 ~ Interacting with Clair
@Lily Brown 700/700 ~ Interact w/Clark
Lloyd Thomas @Bailey Glade 700/700 ~ Interacting w/Eloise
@Logan Baird 900/900 ~ --
@Maggie Hawkins 700/700 ~ --
Maksim Levin @Monica Evans 600/600 - Confusing Concoction ~ Interacting w/Monet, Trying Not to Freak Out
@Marcel Wheatley: 600/600 ~ Interacting w/Bailey
@Marius Brown 600/600 ~ Interacting
@Mathias Pride 500/400 ~ --
Mikael Halldorson @Percival Rainwood 1000/1000 ~ --
Milo Durand @Delilah Stewart: 1300/1300 ~ Eat a Pie, Take Drink, Interact w/Serena
@MJ Davenport 700/700 ~ --
Monet Èlisa Navarro-Gallay @June Selwyn 700/700 ~ Chatting w/Maksim
@Monica Evans 800/800 ~ Meets up with Bea, Goes for some Drinks, Looks for Hiro
Nick Iris @Quinn Root 700/700 ~ --
@Nico Cirillo 500/500 ~ Forced to Socialize w/Kayla
@Nicole Richards 500/500 ~ --
Nikolai Ryzhkov @Avery McCall 700/700 - Befuddlement Draught ~ Exit to Grounds (Petting Zoo)
@Opeila Winters 900/900 - Confusing Concoction ~ Leave Ball
@Pax Zhang: 900/900 ~ Entering and Finding Chiako
@Pea Elena Fowl: 600/600 ~ Entering Ball, Finding Alec
@Percival Rainwood 900/900 ~ --
@Piérre Marchonné 600/600 ~ Breaks Stealth, Offers Deal
@Quinn Root 500/500 ~ --
@Rani Adler 600/600 ~ --
Raul Correa @Nicholas McCowan 500/500 ~ -
@Rebecca Loops 400/400 ~ Re-Enter Ball w/Jannette, Bob for Apple, but not eat it
@Regina Miller: 700/700 ~ Enter & Interact w/Faye
@Rita Su 600/600 ~ --
River Fayre @Clair Fernandez: 700/700 ~ Entering & Finding Chiaki
Romeo Marchonné @Piérre Marchonné 1000/900 ~ Is Knighted, Recieves Kiss, Recieves Sword
@Samantha Salwis 900/900 ~ --
@Serena Towers: 1000/1000 ~ Eating & Drinking, Finding Hugh Lowe/Interacting w/Milo
@Simon Kincaid 800/800 ~ --
@Sirin Liu 600/600 ~ --
@Skraele Valasse: 700/700 ~ Enter Ball, Interact w/Beatrice & Monica
Soraia Sampaio @Lucinia Thawin 900/900 ~ Interacting w/Raul & Agata
Stephan Schwartz @AngelFyre McCubbin 800/800 ~ Interacting with Kamila, Contemplating Life Choices
@Taisia Elidine Stroudefielde 500/500 ~ --
@Taizu Miyashiro 400/400 ~ --
@Tesla Stone 500/500 ~ --
Valetin Schnell @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood 800/800 ~ Gifts Sword, Pricks Finger on Rose Thorn
@Violet Grace 700/700 ~ --
Vivienne Beaumont @Adelaide Barlowe: 800/800 ~ Entering & Interacting w/Henri & Faerie
@Winnie Harper 1000/1000 ~ --
@Wynn Wen 500/500 ~ Interact w/Irina
Yasha Volkov @EmmaLee LeDames 900/900 ~ --
Yefim Rumyantsev @Flash Holmwood 1000/1000 ~ Cast Mimblewimble @Beatrice Dupont

Hag Doll: ??/?? ~ Bite @Lily Brown 2ce

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Keith waited for @Taizu Miyashiro to answer his questions, and smiled when He was finished. Keith said by to everyone who was left, and watch Colin go off to find Clair. "Go Colin, you got this! Go get your girl!" Keith mumbled, not wanting to yell it out.

Kieth hadn't realized what had been happening other places, like the apple scenario, he laughed as he watched people, he knew not to eat the food now. He was a bit peckish, maybe Bailey had snacks with her, he'd have to ask later. Keith walked around, not really talking to anyone. His mind wondered.

"Will Dove be here? I wonder what she's wearing? She'll look pretty in anything."

Then Keith spotted Dove, and she looked more than beautiful. She quite literally looked like an angel.
Dove was talking with a girl, a Gryffindor Keith had seen in the dorms sometimes. Reena was her name Keith remembered hearing some people talking to her. Keith had a bad habit of listening to people's conversations instead of studying or doing his homework.

Keith saw Reena walk away from Dove, and Keith felt bad. Dove looked sad, and Keith couldn't let her night be ruined.

Kieth walked up and bowed, "Lady Dove," He said, standing back up. He put his hand out, "May I have a dance with an angel like you?" He said blushing a bit. He had a feeling for her, it wasn't huge, but it was there.

Wc: -245- Interacting with: @Dove Peregrine

ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ's ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ:

ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ: @Keith Moore
ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ: (ʙʟᴀɴᴋ)
ᴡᴄ: 205
Dove was ready to go back to her dorm. She was tired, sad, and bored, all in one, and she really wanted to get what happened with Reena off her mind. She pushed herself off of the snack table to leave when...
Keith came up to her? He looked cute; He was wearing a nice little prince costume and looked a little flustered.
Then he offered her a dance?! She glowed red and raised a gloved hand to her cheek, feeling her face heat up slowly. Oh gosh, she could feel it through those thick white gloves?! It was bad. But she had never felt this way towards Keith when they'd talked before! Where did these feelings come from, and why were they suddenly so prominent?!
Nonetheless, she reached out her hand, which was slightly shaking, and nodded. "Why, of course." She said in a playfully mocking accent, letting a shaky smile spread across her face. In front of her was a sweet boy who actually cared about her, one who wouldn't just suddenly abandon her in the way Reena did...
She smiled, now completely sure of her decision to dance with him as she let Keith whisk her off to the dance floor.

Keith saw Dove put her hand up to her cheek, was she feeling okay?

Keith smiled as Dove told him she'd like to dance. He was happy, the night was turning out to be amazing. Dove's hand was shaking, Keith noticed but didn't say anything. He smiled and led Dove to the dance floor. "You look beautiful Dove." He told her. He was trying to be nice and be a gentleman, and that's what the princes in his books said, and they always got the princess.

Keith reached the dance floor and he realized he barely knew how to dance. His parents had taught him, but he never really remembered much his parents ever taught him. He looked at Dove, and tried his best, he slowly put his hand on her waist, like he had remembered, and danced.

After a while Keith get an idea. He wanted to do something, like get out here. Keith remembered the petting zoo thing. He was glad. He looked at Dove, and smiled. He had danced with an angel. He began to go to say something, but shut his mouth. He smiled again, and tired to speak again.

"Dove? Do you wanna go see some animals? I heard there is a place we can go see some. I would offer to get punch or a snack, but I think something is wrong with them" Keith said trying to make a joke. He smiled and turned back to Dove, "Or we could do something else, it's up too you Angel."

Wc: -255- Interacting with: @Dove Peregrine

Location: The Courtyard
Date: Oct. 2022

Outfit

Beatrice blinked a few times , staring at the boy in front of her. He had tried to cast Mimblewimble on her but his wand didn't do much more than spit a little fizzle of light. Beatrice didn't know how to cast a lot of spells but she did know what name many spells have and their causes. If he would have been successful, whatever she tried to say would come out completely different, most likely in a mess of words or babbling.

A smirk crept up on her lips as she stared into his eyes. Beatrice was less than impressed with what the Durmstrang Champion had attempted to do. It took her a little while to figure out who stood in front of her but now that she saw his face expression it was clear that Yefim Rumyantsev was standing there. The other boy must be from Durmstrang as well.

»I think you need to try a little harder Yefim.« She said, looking up with a witty smile. She liked knowing who he was, her parents always said knowing your enemy is better than facing someone unknown. Even tho she didn't really know anything about the Champion, she did hear that People didn't like being around him and that he had quite the reputation around here. Not a good one tho.

Beatrice side eyed Rani, waiting for Yefim to say something or to storm off. She shot her Friend a smile, glad that the Durmstrang Champion hadn't mown over the other Girl.

»You okay?« She asked, looking Rani up and down, scanning every inch of her to make sure Yefim hadn't hurt her in any way. As far as she could see, there were no visible injuries.

»You should really stop walking around like everyone has to step out of your way Yefim Rumyantsev. You're just the Durmstrang Champion, you haven't won yet, you don't have any title that would make you someone to make way for and you think way to good of yourself. You walk around like you're the king of Earth, which you are not, I'm sure you know that, don't you? You got to ask and walk like a normal Person.« Beatrice muttered, still turned to Rani, her attention on the girl in front of her. She didn't look into Rani's eyes tho.

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Partner:@Rani Adler
Interacting with:
@Rani Adler
@Flash Holmwood as Yefim Rumyantsev
Mentioning: @Winnie Harper as Felix Kolbeck
Action:Talking to Yefim and Rani.
Inventory:Wand, a few other things in her dress pockets (like gum and lip balm)
Word Count: 395

Words: ♡
Thoughts: ⁠♡

Clark could pay no mind to what his so-called “date” would say. He didn’t care. He didn’t want to come, he just wanted to sleep in. And guess what, if he would’ve just slept in, he wouldn’t have to witnessed stupid doll running at them. But of course, that doll didn’t attack him. it attacked his date.

He wondered what he could do. Maybe it’s better to have conscience that he tried to help somebody. But as of right now, maybe he should just let it happen. He didn’t wanna go to the ball, he didn’t wanna date. He just wanted to see his friend. But as of this time he had no friends.

He thought for a second, and finally decided to spin around and drawl his arm back as far back as he could. And try to strike it. if he could find a way out at the bar, surely this doll would be the reason. He was only here for like five minutes, and all hell broke loose. He regretted she’s arrival, I need to never want to come back.

Finally, he threw his arm towards the door. He closed his eyes, not knowing what would happen next. The only thing he could hope for was that he hit it and threw it off of Lily.

action: punching the doll

Lily was shocked as a doll came running towards her calling her mama. Mama? I'm not a mother yet. she thought. She nearly fainted as it jumped at her. She threw herself aside as she felt teeth on her arm. She tried to shake it off but it resumed it's attack. She saw Clark doing something but she was concentrating on staying alive and not getting shred to pieces. She saw Clark trying to punch the doll and she used this to try and shove the doll off. "Get off. I don't know who you are! She said, trying to get away from the little nightmare that somehow had the same color hair as her. A little redder but still. The doll was still doing it's attack. Swearing some not so nice words, she screamed in hope someone would help. She stared at the gruesome doll. It obviously wanted a mother but she wasn't ready to raise a scary as hell doll that Lily would like to kill. This ball was turning out to be a complete disaster.
Glancing around, she saw Colin talking to Clair. She waved frantically, trying to get his attention, hitting the doll by accident. She knew Colin had a good Flipendo. If only he would look over.
WC:214
@Clark William Baird-Carter
Action: Shoving the doll off and trying to catch Colin McCoire's eye