Faerietale Endings Fall Ball 2022 Locked

interacting: Astrid Olsen (@Anastasia Varney) | @Lily Brown | @Colin McCoire
English | Parseltongue

The spell ignited from the tip of her wand, she kept her eyes on her target, she could feel the follow-through and almost see the doll in flames—but Della suddenly faltered. Something in the pit of her stomach felt unpleasant. It wriggled up through her torso, through her hand, extinguishing her wand.

Chaos reigned as the doll sunk its teeth into the girl's arms, drawing blood. Della was momentarily paralyzed. The reality of the situation was frightening, but what was even more frightening was how isolated their bubble was—only a few surrounding students had noticed what was going on. The rest of the courtyard was aroar with cheerful chitchat. It was still a normal ball for most of the school.

Closer to the doll, another boy attempted to set the doll aflame. His spell ended in the same manner. He also seemed to react with some kind of unpleasantness. Could the doll repel magic?

In an effort to break through her body's shock, she reached over to Astrid, hoping to grab the girl's hand, anything to help ground her. She hadn't known the girl long, but they would probably forever remember this moment.

The movement in one arm spurred a movement in the other. She pointed her wand at the doll once more and felt her lips form the words: "Flipendo!"

RP as: Chikao Narumi
English, Japanese, Russian, Giant

Reducio

100% HP: 1000/1000
Evasion: 0
Strength: 10
Wisdom: 10+10%
ArcPower: 2
Accuracy: 10
Terrible Presence

Chikao chuckled at Pax as Colin swiftly dashed away, "Interesting friend you got there, completely unlike the majority of students at Mahoutokoro." Honestly, Chikao's personality didn't match the quality and discipline that his school called for. Why he hadn't been kicked out yet was a slight mystery, but he had a few thoughts and ideas as to why. He brushed it off though, the reminders of his school were beginning to ruin his appetite: "Is it really? I hadn't tried it myself, but it definitely looks good." In response to Pax's expression on the mystery drink. He was considering having a bit himself, but so many things were occurring around him.

The devilish boy looked around, noticing that rather large events and commotions were occurring in the area. He slightly thought of just switching schools over to Hogwarts, but then who would be at Mahoutokoro to annoy his senpai and save Aryaan from near-certain death? As cool as the ball was and how chaotic things seemed to be turning out, Chikao couldn't abandon the friends he already had. Yet, he was still intrigued and wanted to get as much fun out of this ball as possible. A group of hooded witches caught his eye giving off feelings of mystery and adventure. He smiled and without hesitation took off: "C'mon, let's see what sort of adventure we can have tonight!". He rushed without giving a clue to Pax where he was heading. Although, he did decide to make a quick detour by the buffet, grab whatever he could, and then continue the path he was on for a night of pure fun.

Action: Heading to Save Your Date
Mentions: @Pax Zhang

Roleplaying as Ginyami Midorimori from Mahoutokoro
"English | Japanese"

"It's good to see you too, Sara-kun," Ginyami answered playfully, noticing the tension in the other teen's shoulders ease. At least until his expression was mentioned. The fox-faced student laughed. He reached out to try to pat him consolingly on the shoulder. "Don't worry. You don't need to hide your face. You just need to learn how to smile more!"

Eventually, he lowered his palms and explained that he had been preparing to talk to someone new by gathering his courage. Ginyami nodded understandingly. "That's brave of you! What a good way to challenge yourself. You should continue! Just...perhaps be a little more conscious of the face you make while you're thinking. Maybe carry around a small mirror?"

Sara seemed to try to change his expression to be less intimidating and asked if it was better. "That's better, yes," Ginyami told him truthfully. "You look more serious, now. Stoic. Some people really like that sort of person, you know."

The quidditch Beater went on to explain he hadn't been there for a while - at least not at that spot. He mentioned he had just been spending time at the petting zoo and Ginyami beamed. He knew Sara did really well with animals. "Kezzels? Or...do you mean kneazles? I'll have to look at those later, then. Was this your first time learning about them?"

He tilted his head curiously when Sara said he couldn't stay too long. Did he mean he couldn't stay at the petting zoo, or he couldn't stay at the juniper tree, or he couldn't stay at the ball? "Well, my date was supposed to be Ayako Yamamura, but I guess she couldn't come," Ginyami said, shrugging as he spread his arms. "So now I'm just wandering about on my own. What do you mean you can't stay too long? Do you have something else you need to do?" He chuckled lightly. "Is your carriage going to turn back into a pumpkin at midnight?"

Action: Standing next to the juniper tree and talking with Sara
Interacting with: Sara Kohana (@Hanako Tone)

Interacting with @Howard White, @Serena Towers

Bloom had just finished her apple and smiled when Howard had joined her and eaten one as well. He was so excited about the food, which made her wonder if it was the food that made his eyes the way they were. Bloom shrugged and figured that if something was going to happen, she would be in safe hands.

Immediately, however, Bloom's demeanor changed. She was a typical worried wart who always wondered about everything to all of a sudden going with the flow. She was so relaxed... calm. This was the opposite of who Bloom was and when Howard mentioned Serena's name, Bloom did not feel her heart thump loudly as it should when heading towards Serena.

The two had a falling out the year before when Serena told Bloom that she liked Howard. Little did she know was that Bloom liked Howard as well. And instead of being a good friend and allowing Serena, who had liked him for longer to share her feelings with Howard, Bloom had gone ahead and done it. Now, the two being together, and Bloom losing a friend. But all of this was not bothering Bloom in the slightest at the moment. Not with the unbeknownst effects of the apple.

Feeling Howard's hand touch the small of her back, leading them to Serena and what seemed to be her date, Bloom wrapped an arm around him from behind and let him steer them towards the couple.

Howard started first and Bloom couldn't help but the smile at Serena. With herself being too calm, there was also no filter.

"Serena! It's been ages," she started. "I am so glad you have a date. It looks like you've moved on from Howard and are really making things right for you!" she said, not realizing that this was a backhanded compliment. "I hope that we can be friends again. Especially since it's been 6 months or so, and we're both on the team for the tournament," she added. Bloom looked to her date and smiled. Bloom felt like she said nothing wrong.

Bloom really meant well and hoped for Serena and her to become friends again. But alas, the effects of such an apple did not help.

Bloom looked over to Howard and tippy-toed on her toes to reach towards his head. "I need your help with my dress tonight," she said and winked at him, hoping to get him alone sometime soon. Whatever she was feeling, it made her confident and strong. She then went back down and looked back at Serena, uncaring if she heard. "Did you try the apples? They're delicious!"

ACTION: n/a

STATS: Stamina - 10| Evasion - 10| Strength - 10| Wisdom - 11| ArcPower - 10 | Accuracy - 11
ABILITIES: Lovely Creature & Muggle Condition

| I - II - III - IV - V |
| VI - VII - VIII - XI |

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Nec Temere, Nec Timide. Durmstrang Institute's

Romeo Giovanni Marchonné

"English." "Italiano. Italian." "Russian."

| Faint Scar on Left Eye & Mangled Right Ear | \ Fingerless Glove on Right Hand / | Lichtenberg Figure on Right Arm and Down Back |

Valetin Schnell & Johannes Sauer
@Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood & @Astrea Soleil Neptune

It seemed more like a dream than a reality; fantastical, this rabbit hole that I fell further and further into. Of course, I had studied a bit on the muggle culture and the practice of bestowing knightship upon a person for their exemplary duty or for a display of valor... but true knighthood had been an unattainable goal, at least to me. Even now, I couldn't quite wrap my mind about it, or entertain the idea that this ritual had any way of making me a legitimate knight than my costume could. But, perhaps, if Valetin made it real, and if I made it real myself, something would be taken to heart; not the action, perhaps, but the acceptance. A promise, a vow. Yes. That seemed far more appropriate to the situation.

So, thusly, I did kneel and take upon myself the weight of the blade on either shoulder, humoring this act with a bowing of my head as Valetin quietly spoke over me the action of the knighthood and the title he bestowed upon me. But, when his light arms began to encircle me, my eyes opened and I glanced towards him with a mild start. The light whisper of his breath just below my ear, and the very light, delicate, angelic kiss left there… Romeo.exe has crashed

Valetin pulled away with a very matter of fact statement, and I found myself staring blankly forward, still trying to comprehend exactly what had happened. ’N-No! You don’t get to just SAY and DO that and then back off! That’s not how this works!’ Blinking a few times, I let these thoughts run their course entirely and register quietly in my subconscious before I cleared my throat quietly and then moved onto my next prerogative; to take a length of this blackthorn bush with me.

Perhaps it was because I was still coming down from that small high of whatever feelings had been coursing through me those moments before, but I did forget entirely that I was indeed a wizard who had access to the rudimentary magic that would make this task easier… but being able to use my hands did seem to help ground me, as I plied the young and stubborn branch; quite unyielding in nature, if I had to say so myself, though potentially supple if treated right. The 15 inch length was unsupported and flimsy, whippy in the strains of its newly plucked youth, spiny and demanding. If a wand was to be made of it… it would need a lot of work.

And maybe, just maybe… I could make good on that. I could make it a pet project of mine, perhaps…

To be honest, I blanked for a few minutes, not quite sure what to respond with next or how to approach any of the immediate going-ons around me. I stood there awkwardly, turning the blackthorn-rose branch in my hands quietly, feeling alternating waves of hot and freezing cold pulse through me for what seemed like an eternity before finally swallowing and tucking my nose into my scarf to hide the crimson that was most surely beginning to color my cheeks. The longer that Valetin and Johan teased the idea of a joust, I shook my head a bit more and then finally caved as I realized that this idea was not going to be going away any time soon. The best I could do at this point, perhaps…

Was to just have fun.

”This is… a faerietale, after all.” I tried my best to rationalize the actions verbally. ”What is a faerietale without proper entertainment?” A small smile, and I looked over my newly gifted hobby horse steed. ”I have a brand new stallion… would seem a shame not to break him in, eh?” An uncertain smile towards Valetin, though I avert my gaze as soon as he looks my way again. I couldn’t quite bring myself to look into those amethyst eyes… at least… not yet. Not properly. ”If we’re going to put on a show, we may as well do it right, ri- ACK!”

A sharp sting snaps my head to the side, almost the feeling of a hand or perhaps an empty silken glove smiting me across the face. With a sharp inhale, my hand immediately trails to the spot, gently rubbing the area with the knuckles of my hand holding the blackthorn branch. My cheek would turn slightly red in response to the strike, as as I continued to probe it lightly, Valetin’s attention turned to somewhere behind me… a cry of my sibling’s name.

”Piérre…?” I murmured with dumb confusion, glancing about me quickly and trying to put sights on my impish brother myself. I had not seen him for a few months now. I was curious as to how well he was handling, ”W-Where? Where is he?” For nothing met my eye; perhaps he had melted into the crowd as he had an excellent propensity to do, or else in the mess of partygoers my eyes would be unable to spy him. Crowds… had always been his camouflage, after all. It really would be his modus operandi to pull something like this on me to grab my attention… to direct my gaze towards him in the first place; a highly physical individual, I had to admit.

My brow creases at the compiling of my brother’s personality traits and propensities to act, the way he thought (or at least the way that I had divined him to act in the past). It was almost as if he was… jealous. Like he wanted something that I had… but what? The broom? The sword? My attention? The attention of one of my comrades? That was the frustrating part about him; he never said outright what he wanted or needed. Like a child he wanted his guardians to take a wild guess and experiment to see if he would be placated by any actions performed with him. Frustrating… but… it really helped to prove just how well you understood his mind at any given moment.

The first task was tomorrow… Would he be there? Should I hope or anticipate for him to be there? Should I be concerned about how he would act in that situation, if he had been the one to somehow slap me from wherever he currently was?

Perhaps a broom ride would soothe my mind. Perhaps it would be for the better if I just put it out of my mind and enjoyed my time alongside my classmates and vented my worries to the skies alone. If we were jousting, I would win every fight, and then catch them if they fell. Already, Jojo had taken to the skies on his own Silver Arrow.

Straddling Valetin’s Firebolt, I adjusted my seating once before my feet left the ground altogether and I was left entirely supported by the ebony wood. A small smile, trying to force the last of my worries out of my mind before looking skyward. I needed to stop worrying, stop feeling the alternating sensations of Valetin’s light lips on my skin at my ear and the light smarting of a stinging slap at the same cheek. Two individuals… vying for my attention…

Since when had I become such a thing to be coveted…? What that what this was? And it if was;

Who would win that fight?

Action: Mounting his White Stallion Firebolt
(Placing +4 in Accuracy; selecting Rebound and Increased Critical Damage Abilities)

Reducio

Stats:

Ω Stamina 9 | Strength 15 | Evasion 7 Ω
Ω Wisdom 9 | Accuracy 15 (19) | ArcPower 0 Ω

Abilities:

Ω Obnoxiously Strong | Perfectionist I | Martial Artist | Healing Sage I Ω

Items:

Wand, "Hobby-Horse" Firebolt ("Steed"), Peacetied Italian Longsword

In the role of Beater, if an ALLY dodges a bludger during the round, there is a 20% chance that you catch that bludger with your bat and you send it at a RANDOM enemy target.

Note: For the rules lawyers out there: you are not considered your own ally.

In the role of Beater, if you critically hit with a bludger, instead of doing double-damage you do 2.5x damage. If you critically fail with your bludger attempt to hit, rather than having your bludger randomly target another user (including yourself or an ally) the bludger cannot target you on a critical fail (but it can still target your allies). On a re-target, there is a random roll for target and then a fresh accuracy roll.

@Bloom Silverton | @Serena Towers

It was just as Howard finished poking fun at Serena when all of the sudden he just felt like floating away. No, not because he had pulled himself and his girlfriend into an awkward situation, but he quite literally felt as if he was riding a cloud. "Hahaha!" A fit of giggles would slip from his lips as he suddenly realized just how funny he was. Bloom would feel his weight shift back and forth in her grip as he began to softly sway. Even the commotion and shouts from nearby students couldn't bring him down from this high. Was that a doll running around? "Stupid doll." Howard mumbled to himself before let his gaze bounce around. The stars. The decor. His mind shifted from this to that as the struggle to remain focused threatened to overwhelm him.

Then the voice of his beloved would bring him back. Bloom would greet Serena without a care in the world and she too would take joy that their friend had found a date! How wonderful that was! Serena was so nice, such a good friend, so short too. Howard wondered what it was like to be so short. He could duck under any table with ease. Limbo would be so easy...He blinked hard as Bloom dropped a bombshell bit of information that Howard wouldn't register in the slightest. Serena moved on from him? Like as she had moved from one spot near him to another? What a weird thing to say. "You're silly." His words almost slurred as he booped Bloom gently on the nose with his index finger. "Yeah...friends...." Howard nodded his head up and down as he spoke the words slowly and with a stupor to his tone.

Bloom's whisper in his ear would bring his mind back from the edge of the void again. She gave him a flirtatious wink as she said she needed help with her dress later? Howard stared down at her with a dumbfounded expression on his face. His eyes lazily looked her over. Her dress was fine. There was no damage or dirt spots or...."WOAH!!" The realization hit him like a ton of bricks as he shouted with glee. Their last intimate encounter that had ended so poorly was no where on his registry as he looked her over with hungry eyes. His grip would tighten around her if she allowed it, somehow pulling her even closer than before. Partly for an intimate embrace, mostly to steady himself before he fell over. Her words sent his heart and blood racing! If he could have blushed he would have turned as red as the apple he just ate! "I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!" Howard shouted like an idiot before his gaze shifted around them. Where could they run off to? They could run off to the lake! The far side for privacy! They could start a small fire for warmth. Down by the water would be nice. Water is nice. Really cool and wet and nice. "Water." Howard nodded his head again like a moron and pointed towards the lake. "It's nice. We should go, like now, and ya know...I'll help you." His eyes looked her over from head to toe. Even his fangs couldn't hide his excitement as they slid out of his gum line.

However the topic of apples would prevent Howard from whisking off with his girl. His mind was consumed by other more forbidden fruit, but it would seem they would have to wait a bit longer before running off together. "Yes!" His gaze painfully left the sweet sight that was Bloom before drifting back towards Serena and her mystery man ( @Delilah Stewart ). Crimson eyes would glaze over and a silly smile would cross his face. Unless anyone said anything Howard would simply stare at his friend for a few weird moments as his mind drifted. They were just talking about something important. What was it? Water! No...that was before. Howard's expression would shift from concentration to confusion to a wandering stare before shifting back to focus. "Apples!" Success! "So good! You should have some for real! Like seriously. I think I may even have another...."

Action: N/A

Ball partner: @Edward Edwards

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Hannah had just entered the courtyard dressed as an elf, with a blue dress from the series "Hobbit". She figured it was appropriate since her description matched quite well the 16th and 17th century. Hannah wore something similar to her pink dress. She hadn't spotted Edward Edwards her partner to the ball. Hannah thought that the dress she was wearing was very uncomfortable, but it was worth it. Her hair was down with two braids. One in her left side and the other in her right side. Although she did not know much of the muggle world, Hannah could watch a few movies and series from the muggle world. She walked around looking for her partner, Edward Edwards. She did not recognize anyone in particular. She was very nervous, because everyone seemed to be with someone. She continued looking for her partner. She stood still for a moment and thought "Maybe he hasn't arrived yet.." that must be why she had not found him. "Or maybe he's just dressed up in something that had not looked like him." she thought again. "I'm sure it'll be something spectacular". "Yes, that might be it, of course it will, he's probably dressed up in something amazing." She had met him in the library, that was their only encounter, but she'd knew they'd end up in some kind of relationship. She stood waiting again.
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Outfit | General description beyond clothes:
Alec's curly brown hair is tied back into a ponytail, various pins decorate the vest he's wearing, and unlike what has become the usual routine, Alec has made no effort to hide the ways his lips look. His lips were strangely dark with darker lines extending from his mouth, It resembles the curse that students had in the past. The boy seemed to think that by now it would have been more trouble than it was worth to cover up, he would have needed much more than lipstick.
Alec is acting absolutely awful >.<

On the spot Alec had come up with a date idea, the good news was that Pea had bought it, Alec was off the hook for now. At least the idea of an astronomy tower date seemed to delight Pea, he hoped it would push her past her uneeded sour mood. Alec snorted rolling his eyes when Pea made sure add that Alec must not invite Onion. Onion the bringer of tears was quite incredible, who knew what the house elf could provide for a date? That said, “I won't. Inviting Onion would kind of ruin the mood, don't you think?” Tears and the smell of Onion, a perfect date, Pea could expect nothing less. Though Pea smiled at Alec, he looked distracted.

As the two entered in to the ball together, moving from the entrance, Alec made various suggestions of things they could do, where to go for the ball. They would head over to the refreshment table, a drink wouldn't be such a bad thing. While it looked as if the earlier events of the day had been moved on from, Alec would find himself continuing to mull over it all, over Pea's reaction. He felt a rising heat in his chest, the sting of annoyance at Pea's outburst and followed on to make some off-handed comments about it. Alec rolled his eyes as Pea immediately began fuming, of course this was going to happen, it always happened. Pea was speaking, Alec didn't listen, he would glance off to the side, zoning out.

"Don't say anything if you don't have another lie to tell me."

It was last minute! How could he have possibly let her know beforehand?! Pea was hard to reach on average and he wasn't going near an owl to get her a note. “You're doing it again,” Alec muttered, cutting in to her words, walking faster to keep up with her pace. “You're overreacting, you're making it out to be a bigger deal then it is.” Her fast-paced walking had incidentally triggered something in Alec, defensive or offensive whatever it was Alec would feel the need to continue to reinforce his words because of it. He groaned. “You always do this.” It wasn't clear whether the words were coming from a place of frustration to Pea overreacting, or an attempt to mellow the situation out by telling her she was overreacting. Alec knew she was going through something, and he really be more empathetic but- “And I get it, I know your in a rocky place, but, I deal with it every other day. Can't you just tone it down?!” No she wouldn't, of course not, she seemed practically unable to not turn every little thing into a large deal. “For the love of merlin. . . Pea, it's not that hard.”

To think, she was the one getting upset at his lack of detail, she would overreact, she wouldn't have given him the time of day, he knew better than that. Finally arriving at the refreshments table together, Alec moved to face her. “You would've known if you actually just-” The only thing she could ever seemed to talk about was the loss of her aunt, Alec wasn't mad at it, he knew it was hard- still it couldn't help but feeling so frustrating when he felt trapped. He didn't feel like he was allowed to mention the fear and worry that had been plaguing his mind ever since a classmate had fallen into a coma, or the various other assortment of problems that continually plagued his mind. All too complex, and yet not terrible enough to speak or complain of. It was 'funny' too because this was him, he was the reason he wasn't talking about it, and yet he found himself frustrated with her. “I can't believe I ever thought this would work out.” The dreaded words, they left his mouth with no thought to them, though it was hardly a hint to him wanting to end the relationship or break up. He wouldn't.

Alec buried his face in his hands, taking a deep breath in an attempt to keep his composure. Alec hands fell from his face arms going to his sides. “You- you know what? You were right.” Was the fact she admitted to feeling she was selfish and egotistical not a red flag? It had been in their first conversation, he was aware from day one... and Alec was wrong then. “You're selfish and- and you're egotistical and it's a terrible look on you.” His eyebrows furrowed a deep line. “I'm not against a person looking out for themselves. I'm the last person who would ever call anybody out for it- if you ever just took a minute to listen you would-” Alec's eyes widened, pausing he froze up, staring at Pea with a look that was hard to make out.

Alec- He was-

Alec blinked for a moment before glancing away. Shaking his head he turned to the refreshments table and let out a breath. “I need something to drink.” Yes because a drink will cool everything off, totally. Alec's hand would reach for a goblet at random, clearly more focused on whatever argument they were having instead of grabbing a drink. However instead of grabbing a goblet to drink his hand would incidentally swipe a goblet off the refreshments table. The contents of the goblet splattering all over Pea's dress, the goblet itself toppling to the ground, falling to her feet.

Alec stayed surprisingly straight-faced for someone blatantly aware they had messed up big time... As if calling her selfish and egotistical hadn't sealed the deal already. A spell would have been able to easily fix the mess, end the problem immediately but Alec didn't reach for his wand. Alec's hands went to cover his mouth, choking out a laugh which he tried to disguise as a scoff. When Alec pulled himself together enough to not lose his pride over a terrible half laugh on his part, he let his hands fall to his sides shoving them comfortably in the pockets of his pants and smirked. “The one time I actually hit center target and it wasn't on purpose.” He whispered, his eyes flicked thoughtfully back to the refreshments table. Throwing drinks? Though not on purpose this time.(@Hanako Tone) “Hana would have loved this.” Alec had gone pretty far, at a point such as this, he needed to own the whole dumping a drink on his date thing, it was an accident but he couldn't go back now.

Reducio

Trunk Link
Inventory: Wand, banquet of white roses

Action: Savagely knocks a random goblet from the refreshment table on Pea's dress | Mention: @Pea Elena Fowl