The Enchanted Maze Spring Ball '23

DATE ┊ April 21, 2023-----OUTFIT ┊ click here-----HAIR ┊ click here-----MENTIONS ┊ @Naoki Vickers-----
STATUS ┊ open-----WC ┊ 268/200-----ENGLISH ┊ "words"-----WELSH ┊ "words"-----NORWEIGN ┊"words"-----THOUGHTS ┊ "words"-----SONG FOR THREAD ┊

-----Phantom had been getting ready for hours. She had received in the mail a custom dress she had described in to her Daddy via owl. She brushed her hair into a high ponytail before curling the ends. She slipped into her dress before quickly brushing on some makeup. "There" she said doing a quick spin in the mirror. She slipped on her heels and headed down to the grounds.

She had to admit she was admit she was a bit wobbly on these heels. She sighed as she almost tripped "Beauty is pain" she thought. She walked a little farther before stopping and staring out the window that overlooked the maze and banquet. She would be lying to herself if said she wasn't excited. She hadn't had this kind of excitement in years. Her papa and daddy barely let her leave the grounds of the manor cause they feared for her safety.

Not that there wasn't a ton of things to do on the grounds of the manor with all the animals that were there, but after a while it gets old even the thrill of riding horses loses it's touch after awhile. She pulled her self out of her thoughts. "I hope Naoki isn't waiting for me" she scurried down to the grounds. When she reached the entrance there was no sign of Naoki. She tapped her foot impatiently waiting for him. She could make out a figure in the distance as it drew closer she could see it was Naoki. "About time loser" she laughed as he got close enough and pulled him into the maze.

OOC: Congrats you have unlocked a new nickname from Phantom

Action: Waiting outside the maze for Naoki
Stats: Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 3 | Strength: 6 | Wisdom: 9 | ArcPower: 6 | Accuracy: 4
Inventory: Wand

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Key [#818181]

Phantom [#a697b5]

The moment has arrived, as Key went down to the Enchanted Maze to participate in the Royal Banquet in a hurry. Despite his hatred of mazes, he agreed to join along with his friend, Phantom last week before the event was held. He hoped that his arrival wasn't late, as he was busy styling his hair into a one-sided braid ponytail in the common room with the help of another Gryffindor. For the Spring Ball, he was wearing a poet shirt, along with an elegant robe that his mother let him borrow from his uncle. His hair was black, but with a couple of silver hair streaks from attempting to fully change his hair back to his old natural hair colour using his metamorphmagus ability but failed to do so.

Reaching Hogwarts' grounds, he gulped at the sight of the humongous-looking maze before he noticed a girl wearing a black gown waiting for him at the maze's entrance. "Oi, Phantom!" He called as he walked towards her, "Pardon me for making you wait; I was doing my hair." Standing in front of the maze's entrance, he took his wand out to prepare himself for the possible obstacles in the maze, but he hoped that they wouldn't encounter one. The last thing he wanted to do was to get Phantom and himself injured and not be able to enjoy the event. "About time, loser." Phantom laughed before pulling him into the maze, not knowing what would happen next. The duo's journey to the banquet has just begun.

Action: Entering the maze with Phantom
Interacting with: @Phantom Witherstone

The Maze is Closing Up, Exits are going to be harder to find. To leave you must either destroy the maze to get out, or continue navigating the maze.

Theo considered Dee's words for a moment. That was an interesting view on boredom indeed, one he never thought of, because it never got boring at his home. There was always some kind of chaos, mostly caused by his younger twin brothers. "You may have a point there. But I also find that adventure seems to haunt those who try to avoid it more often than not."

A point he would get back to only seconds later when Dee told him she would avoid old cloaks that weren't hers. Triumphantly he pointed one finger in her direction. "Going with my logic, this means you are destined to be cloak food. Maybe you should be looking for them instead!" With an enthusiastic smile he strolled after her. "Of course we could take them. Old cloaks don't stand a chance in a fashion showdown against this.", he joked, gesturing to Dee's and his own outfit, "Bring it on!"

"Oh no, you gonna steal a poor man's money?" In a wounded gesture he clasped his chest with his hand. "How about this- if I disappoint, I supply you with beverages the whole evening.", he offered. He really enjoyed joking around with the Hogwarts girl, who so willingly joined in on a game his own sister would have already rolled her eyes at.

"Oh, I will be sure to save some honey at breakfast tomorrow!" It was only a half joke, in truth Theo felt very much tempted to do so, and if it was only to make Dee laugh. "Let's go, my brave Lady and slay some cloaks and dragons! Or-" He sensed the movement behind him before he saw it and only managed to avoid the attack. "Or jumping mushrooms!" Theo raised his wand. "Tarantallegra! This is a ball, my jumpy friend!"

Action: Casting the Dancing Feet Spell at a Toadstool
Sta 10 | Eva 8 | Str 9 | Wis 8 | Arc 9 | Acc 12
Calming Presence | Blindvision | Muggle Condition | Catch

This place was beginning to get drab. Clark may have liked Herbology, but he absolutely despised seeing the same thing on repeat. The hideousness of something pretty, of something orderly. It was dark, it was awful. Vladislav still existed, and didn't die. Who the hell came up with the bright and genius idea that other schools should come to his very own.

Clark may have been biased as to what he had thought, not wanting other schools to come to something that took place at Hogwarts. It was a HOGWARTS event, not a DURMSTRANG event. It took place at Hogwarts, so why were there so many people, especially people he didn't notice.

"Listen up Vladislav!" The part goblin screamed. "One, you look hideous. Two, you need to stay the hell away from my boyfriend. If you don't stay away, then face my vengeful wrath! It will rain down and destroy the hell out of you. So stay the fuck away from my boyfriend, my knight in shining armor."

But he didn't give him a break. He decided to try and take vengeance against the Koldovstortez student. "You don't belong here. INCENDIO!" Clark yelled, aiming the wand slightly above the human, aiming for the maze. He wanted to give the illusion that he was striking for the boy's head, to try and inflict some sort of fear against him.

Mod action: Casting Incendio at the Maze.

Sneezing. It would never end. Who in their right mind would interrupt someone when they were on a possible romantic date. "Oh fuck you, whoever you are, wherever you are." He exclaimed in a southern accent.

"I don't give a shit what you do, just stay the hell away from my boyfriend." He said, addressing Gabriel as his boyfriend, when Gabriel had obviously turned down the American Russian.

But Vladislav wasn't taking that as an answer. But the boy- apparently too short to be an average kid, it seemed- seemed to have revealed himself and in Vladislav's opinion, made a fool of himself, ranting about how Gabriel was his boyfriend. "Dude, shut the hell up and listen. If Gabriel here doesn't want to date me, then why the hell would he want to date you? He obviously has low standards if that's the case."

Gunther had no experience being 'cold' to people, so this was his 'best' attempt to being mean. "Oh, really, are you actually trying the stupid firemaking spell? I really thought you were much more mature than that. Oh well, let's fight fire with fire, shall we?" Clark withdrew his wand, aiming for the maze, but trying to make it appear as if he were targeting the short kid. "Incendio!"

Mod action: Casting Incendio at maze

Wand (He has wandmaker, so this comes into effect)
Elder Wood -

Reducio

Flavor: The fame of this wood.

Thestral Core -

Reducio

• Roleplay Effect: the air is often a few degrees colder surrounding this wand.
• When someone is rendered unconscious by a spell cast by someone with this core (kil, they remain unconscious until they naturally heal. Spells that revive a character to consciousness only stabilize them (end any death saving throws) and spells that would heal them to over 1 health point stop at 0. In dueling this would mean if a spell cast by this wand knocks someone below the 10%, healing would not keep them to stay conscious.

Octavius groaned, wearing a cultist robe and a mask made of a bone from an unknown creature. He got them from Knockturn several days before the end of spring break. The day he came, right after Spring Break, and there had to be some form of festivities? Who the hell came up with the damn plan for this? Who thought it'd be a great idea to invite other schools to the Hogwarts ground- just so they can fuck up everything by messing with the land.

He only found himself withdrawing his ebony wand- feeling a slight drop in temperature. He wanted to make his first day back at Hogwarts after so many years somewhat memorable. He had a torch in his other hand. Making a twirled waving motion with his wand hand, he decided that he would draw from the flames of the torch and target the maze. "Hostis Ure!" He said, yelling out with a full spirit inside.

He wasn't going to be known, so once he tried to draw the flames from the torch and using the scorching spell, he would drop the torch and run off, not knowing if anything he did would come to fruition. Would he have failed? Or did he succeed?

Mod action: Casting Scorching Spell at maze

Wand (He has wandmaker so this comes into effect)
Ebony Wood -

Reducio

Flavor: These wands are as determined as their master, spells tend to appear more precise (not statistically relevant). So bandages are over the specific area needed, the sparks make a thin near fountain of color, a diffindo slashes the exact center, etc.

Thestral Core -

Reducio

• Roleplay Effect: the air is often a few degrees colder surrounding this wand.
• When someone is rendered unconscious by a spell cast by someone with this core (kil, they remain unconscious until they naturally heal. Spells that revive a character to consciousness only stabilize them (end any death saving throws) and spells that would heal them to over 1 health point stop at 0. In dueling this would mean if a spell cast by this wand knocks someone below the 10%, healing would not keep them to stay conscious.

OOC Note Reducio open to interactions!!! word count: 258/200 french || english @Duvessa Ember || @Rebecca Loops

Outfit Board Reducio

Lloyd was in the maze with Angelique, his friend that he was planning on spending at least part of the ball with. They linked arms and entered the maze- both a tad nervous, hesitant. It did seem like an enchanting maze, though maybe too enchanting... soon a shadow, and silence stole over Angelique. Lloyd watched as his friend crumpled, seemingly out of shock and possibly terror. He took a quick step back, shocked and unsure what to do. "an...Angelique!!" he cried in his french, seemingly having lost all the english speaking brain cells his very confused mind contained. a boy pushed past him, casting a spell that caused light to illuminate the area, and the shadow - angelique's shadow, shreaked in pain. Lloyd covered his ears, and was frozen. Lloyd was a child still, innocent and unaware of most of the evils in the world. The worst pain he had felt was the feeling of heartbreak, of losing both his best friend and his girlfriend, only weeks previous. Lloyd snapped himself out of it when the boy, Angelique's savior, snapped at him to either help him carry Angelique, or to find help. "find help,,... but who, where, what?" Lloyd jabbered in french. Realizing what he had said had been in french, he shook his head and spoke again, this time in english. "sorry, i got quite a fright... and forgot to speak english. i think it would be better if i stay here.. i don't exactly know who to go to, or where.... but anyways, how can i help?" Lloyd is in the maze with A and R

Reducio

stats photo etc.

or but with slightly longer hair
Link to ency:

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Stats:
Stamina: 7
Evasion: 7
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 7
Accuracy: 8

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Interacting with: @Astrea Soleil Neptune
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The two girls were far too accustomed to the danger at Hogwarts to enjoy the peace of naivety. Astrea’s words, arguably cynical, would only confirm that notion. “Quite the attraction, indeed. It seems that even inevitable danger must be honeyed.” “Perhaps. Would you dare to enjoy the beauty and peace while it lasts?” Eyebrows were slightly raised, typically cold eyes turned lightly mirthful. There was a dark history behind the words the two exchanged, but perhaps it could be put aside for one night. At the very least, they were managing to poke fun at it slightly. The amount of danger that plagued Hogwarts was really quite ridiculous, after all. But if it didn’t completely break you, all you could do was keep going. And that was exactly what the pair did—it was the only choice available.

Ruby graciously and quite formally offered an arm to Astrea, paired with a soft smile. As the other girl took it, allowing Ruby to guide them through the maze, Ruby wondered what might have been in a world a little kinder. Perhaps they would not be so rigid, the outwardly uptight mannerisms so natural to the pureblooded girls relaxed slightly, or perhaps there would be less wariness in those tired eyes. Or maybe this was how it was always meant to be—a dance of cordiality and caution, never quite trusting, past pain underlying every move they made. That damage couldn’t be reversed and thus it was hard to imagine a world without it. The two had blossomed still despite harsh circumstances, growing into their power and capabilities as they aged. Whether it was the suffering that made them strong or the sheer strength of their own wills was open to interpretation.

As they passed a section of hedges and flowers that Ruby had sworn she had seen at least thrice now, she narrowed her eyes. “This feels wrong. I’m certain we should have reached the center by now.” A pause as she examined the hedge in front of them, mulling over the thickness of the wall of greenery. Lifting her wand, she would attempt to slice through the bush and open up an entrance of her own to the banquet. “Diffindo.” She willed it to work—it would be unacceptable if they got stuck in the maze area all night without ever reaching the center where the festivities were to take place. She would not waste the company of such a beautiful and fascinating girl by lurking around the twisted paths of a maze she couldn’t find her way through.

Action: Attempting to cast Diffindo to enter the banquet

Abilities: Perfectionist I & II | Fearless | Spell Spread | Nonverbal Magic
Statistics: Stamina: 9 | Evasion: 9 | Strength: 5 | Wisdom: 13 | Arcane Power: 11 | Accuracy: 12
Note: Minor godmodding approved by Astrea’s writer.
Posts: 1 • 2

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