28 Apr 2024, 19:25
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
Date: April 13th, 2024
Action: Collecting Honking Daffodil Bulbs
Interacting/Mentioning @Reginald Drake@Uri DaviesSpeaking: #556b2f
Thoughts: #99b39c
Translations:
ReducioA bhréagach: Honestly
Ó ach le do thoil: Oh but please,
Ceart: Correct
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ "To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides"⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆Siobhan looked up at the sound of an unfamiliar voice and felt a small rush of air as a body bent down next to her and began digging through the same dirt she was currently upturning. It wasn't at all an unwelcome surprise, but a surprise it was indeed. Her digging counterpart was dressed in an impeccably crisp white suit which she believed to be quite out of place as the two of them were currently knee and elbow deep in the beds of the Honking Daffodils which where vehemently protesting the upturning of the soils.
She wasn't as taken aback as most would be at the presence that was next to her. He wasn't anyone that she had met before -not that she believed she wouldn't run into someone she knew- but she figured it wouldn't hurt to get to know the boy who was just as enthusiastically digging. It clicked in her mind suddenly that the boy had asked her a question, and she felt compelled to answer him just as excitedly.
"I heard the first clue was hidden among these lovely bulbs! A bhréagach, I'm actually trying to collect some of the flowers." she said as she pocketed one of the unsprouted bulbs into a small pocket crevice in her dress before continuing, "Ó ach le do thoil- I mean- Please don't tell the prefects!" She corrected after her hasty drop into her native language. As she did so she felt her hair tickle her nose and she shook her hair out of her face trying to get it away without rubbing mud on her face. Not that she didn't mind a little dirt, but she didn't want people to assume she was uncouth. Especially at such a beautiful event where people had dressed up so extravagantly.
I wonder if anyone has found the clue yet... Not that I mind digging in the dirt- But I do want to go into the festival though. Siobhan thought to herself as she sat back on her heels and looked towards the entrance of the ball. As she scoured the field, she looked out at the sea of people who had shown up. It was defiently more so than when she had arrived. She vaguely wondered what time it was until she noticed that the proverbial gates had been opened and students were flooding into the ballground area. She turned back into the dirt and began to rearrange some of it in order to appease the poor honking flowers who were absolutely distraught over their patches being torn up. She was nearly done and about to ask the boy in white if he wanted to join her in entering when another voice spoke up behind her. She turned around to see a boy in all black, quite the opposite of the boy next to her, waiting for a justification for their little excavation.
At the comment about their clothing, she smiled happily. She was so pleased that people considered her mother's sewing to be on par with stylish clothes fit for a ball. She adjusted her mask slightly before it fell from her face and turned to answer the boy behind her.
"I'm so excited to actually enter the ball area but to do so we had to find clues ceart? Though now I see I've been distracted and it seems to be the ball has very much opened to all." Siobhan spoke happily as she stood up and dusted off the knee length area of her ball gown of the dirt and soil it had accumulated. She held her hand out to the boy in white with a smile as she spoke once more.
"Happy to meet fellow digging enthusiasts. My name is Siobhan. It's a pleasure to meet you both." Siobhan lilted in her thick Irish accent. She stuck her hand into her pocket once more to count the bulbs that she had pilfered before pointing towards the gates to the ball.
"I'm about to head in there. Did either of you wish to join me?" She asked as her deer like eyes widened behind her mask in curiosity. Wether they followed her around or chose to seperate after was up to them. She was just hoping to make a set of aqcuaintences to know within the future.
sta 6 | eva 8| str 7| STATS | wis 7 | arc 5 | acc 7|
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream- Sleeping Beauty
28 Apr 2024, 20:01
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
Botan was late. Pulling up to the enterance another time with no date, although the last couple times he had ended up with a date. Hoping that it this would work out for him, he strode in and noticed everyone seemed to be looking for something. Everyone seemed to be searching the bushes for something, which he would later find out that they were searching for a key, part of the ball fun. They had to solve puzzles to open the gate, which would lead them into the ball. Botan did not know any of this, so he made his way over to one of the nearest bushes where a group of students, likely firsties, were searching. As he walked up a girl suddenly yelped out in pain. His initial reaction was that he did not care, but this girl was very beautiful, or 美しい, in his native Japanese. He stood there looking at her, frozen. She bumped in to him, but he did not worry. She quickly attempted to apologize, and he stood there with his cold expression staring at her.
"美しい." Utsukushī, beautiful He said. "It is alright." He said in his usual cold tone, little warmth in his eyes."You seem to be in a rush. Meeting someone?" He added. Botan slightly hoped she wasn't, mainly for his own benefit. As his eyes flicked to her hand, before he could think his mouth opened. "Let me help you with your hand." Botan had little medical experience, but the least he could do was walk the girl up to the castle to what was called the hospital wing. He hoped she wouldn't need it though because the ball had just only started.
If the girl accepted his invitation, he would pull her away from the commotion, and gently take her hand in his, examining the wound.
Action: Entering, Interacting with @Reyna Evergreen
books = magic. | | shop | CHARLIE JACOBSEN |
28 Apr 2024, 20:08
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
Interacting with :
Reducio@Quinn Brook as @Basil Murphy and @Minnie Duke as @Alice Dale Outfit:
Reducio
Notes:
ReducioSpeech: #3CB371
Thoughts: italics
Devon: #8e19d7
Devon flushed a little, as she heard her best friend Alice and her date Basil bickering. While she was normally feeling close to speechless around Basil, this was different. She truthfully had no idea what to say to either of them. ‘I always assumed whenever I found someone to like, be it a girlfriend or a boyfriend, that they would get along with my friends like Alice. Did I do something wrong? Maybe I should have casually invited Alice to watch broom racing practices so she could meet Basil? Or maybe I could have prepared her in some different fashion? I don’t know, he was always so sweet to me. And, I know that he’s shy. I’ve always enjoyed talking to Alice, too. I’m happy to have met Alice before starting Ilvermorny. She’s been sweet to me, too, ever since we met playing soccer.’
Devon glanced at her sandals, fidgeting slightly. The normally extroverted girl remained quiet. A frown formed on her face, along with a brighter flush, when Basil ran away from them. “W-!“ she was about to call out to him, but stopped. She had no idea what to do.
Looking back over at Alice, Devon felt sad. She didn’t want to have to admonish Alice. She wasn’t the type of friend to start fights or anything. “Alice…” she trailed off, unnaturally quiet. “Um. Basil’s my date,” she continued, quietly. “I … um … I won’t make you like him or anything. But, please don’t bicker. I’d rather not see my best friend and my date fight.” Her green eyes glanced off where he ran off to. “I’m going to go find him. I’d love to hang out with you here, too … You’re welcome to come with me, if you’d like,” she flashed Alice a small smile.
Devon walked carefully. There were a lot of other students mulling about, as the gates to the ball were finally opened. Her green eyes spotted Basil by the entrance. She gracefully walked over to him, slowly, unsure of what to say. She opted for a joke … a common theme around most of their interactions. “Why does it seem like I get a physical workout every time I wish to talk to you?” She asked, quietly, a small smile gracing her lips. Be it catching him, flying together, or like now, physically running after him.Reducio
Note: 395 words
Action: Too unsure of herself to do much. Talking to Alice, then going after Basil.
Stats: Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 6 | Strength: 5 | Wisdom: 7 | ArcPower: 7 | Accuracy: 5
28 Apr 2024, 20:22
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
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Basil turned away as he heard footsteps. Please don't be Devon, Please don't be- Basil's thoughts were interupted by an all to familiar voice. Devon. He thought. Basil turned around to see what he hoped wasn't a sad smile on her lips.
"At least your fit around me." He said quietly. Basil bit his lip. He slowly turned around and moved his hand into hers.
"I am so so sorry. I really didn't mean to run away like that, I just..." Basil trailed off not knowing how to tell Devon that her best friend was being rude to him and he didn't like her. Basil squeezed her hand.
"I know your probably a little made at me but will you please forgive me?" Basil asked her. He took a deep breath then walked closer to her. He put his head onto her shoulder. He wished he knew how to act around Devon. She was always amazing around him.
"I guess you can't take me anywhere huh." He joked half-heartedly. He turned to the ball entrance.
"We should probably go in. See the pretty lights and the hard work from the ball people." The afternoon light hadn't yet faded. He checked his wizard watch. Not a lot of time had gone by so it was still around 4pm. Basil turned his head to look at Devon. She looked very pretty in the light. He realized that they were blocking the entry way and stood up. Offering his hand he smiled.
"Care to join me?" He asked. He hoped they could walk into the ball together.
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Action: Offering hand to Devon, walking into ball thread(hopefully)
Stamina -6|Evasion -5|Strength -4|Wisdom -8|Arcane Power -5|Accuracy -7
Steady Flyer
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28 Apr 2024, 21:28
Magical Masquerade: The entrance

Date: April 13, 2024 | Time: Late Afternoon | Language: French – English | WC: 438
Interacting with: @Linda Ramirez as Kaya Rose Bennett, @Reyna Evergreen as Amber Frost Hart, @Ophelia Northwell as Aurélie Duval| Mentioning: @AngelFyre McCubbin as Stephen Schwartz
EmmaLee speaks with a light French accent.
Open for interactions.
Post Tracker:
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E5 | SS2 | KB5 |AH3 | AD1 | AH4 | E6 | KB6 | AD2 | E7 | AD3 | AH5 | KB7
Interacting with: @Linda Ramirez as Kaya Rose Bennett, @Reyna Evergreen as Amber Frost Hart, @Ophelia Northwell as Aurélie Duval| Mentioning: @AngelFyre McCubbin as Stephen Schwartz
EmmaLee speaks with a light French accent.
Open for interactions.
Post Tracker:
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EmmaLee nodded as Aurélie told her own history and laughed at the other girl's pun as well. "I know Marseille a little. It is a lovely city. We mostly went to the Bay of Biscay on the western coast though. Do you sail?" She asked, tipping her head to the side and smiling wide in curiosity. It would be nice to have a sailing friend along with a French friend. Maybe they could even write to each other. Aurélie seemed like such a nice girl, and so did Amber, who repeated Aurélie's questions of earlier about her accent.
"Ah, yes." She said, a little confused at having to repeat herself. Maybe Amber had been too busy searching to have heard her before. "I was born and lived in France until I was eight." As they began searching and it was clear that the ball was about to officially start once someone found this last box, it was apparently time for the date gossip to begin. She giggled at Amber's question.
"I wouldn't call it a date, but I am meeting a friend here. I am sure 'e is 'ere somewhere but I am 'aving a bit of trouble finding 'im. 'E seems to 'ave slipped away into the crowd somewhere." She said as they rummaged through the lilies. "Are you any of you ladies planning to meet someone?" She asked.
As she turned to continue talking to Kaya, once last howler called out from among the irises causing EmmaLee to raise a curious eyebrow. Well... that didn't make a whole lot of sense, but whatever, at least someone else had thought the same way as the clue writer and allowed them to go inside. Now was her chance to really look for Stephen, begin their night in earnest, and make up for all of her awkwardness this week by acting like her old self again. She was determined to set her feelings aside for their friendship. Not for her family, but for herself.
She squeaked and jumped a little with a newfound excitement and pulled Kaya in a hug before curtsying to Amber and Aurélie. She would be sure to send them letters later because it was wonderful to talk to them and make friends, but now she had significantly more important things to do. "I will see you a bit later Kaya, dear, but I really do want to get inside and find Stephen." She said, as she pulled out from the hug and headed off. "See all you ladies later." She called, waving enthusiastically as she rushed through the now open doors with the other students.
ACTION:
Saying goodbye and heading inside.
EMMALEE HAS LEFT THE AREA AND MOVED ON TO THE BALL
STAMINA: 7 | EVASION: 7 | STRENGTH: 3 | WISDOM: 8 | ARCPOWER: 8 | ACCURACY: 9
ABILITIES: Fearless | Calming Presence
INVENTORY: Wand, Lavender Honey Candies, Blue butterfly embroidered handkerchief, first aid kit.
Fearless | Calming Presence | E.L. | Prodigal Transfiguration
ST: 9 | EV: 9 | STR: 3 | WI: 8 | ARC: 9 | ACC: 11
Caretaker: A. P. Finch | iNPC: Yasha V.
ST: 9 | EV: 9 | STR: 3 | WI: 8 | ARC: 9 | ACC: 11
Caretaker: A. P. Finch | iNPC: Yasha V.
28 Apr 2024, 21:36
Magical Masquerade: The entrance

iNPC: Yasha Volkov
Date: April 13,2024 | Time: Late afternoon | WC: 303 | Language: Russian – Spanish – French – English
Interacting with: | Mentioning:
Open for interactions.
Post Tracker:
Y1 | Y2
Date: April 13,2024 | Time: Late afternoon | WC: 303 | Language: Russian – Spanish – French – English
Interacting with: | Mentioning:
Open for interactions.
Post Tracker:
Y1 | Y2
Yasha had made a vague look through the pearl bush and then the lilies and resumed his leaning post against the wall near the door. One more search and the doors would open, then he could flit about for an hour, shaking hands, kissing babies and all that, and then head back to his cabin and read a good book or something else far more entertaining than being here. By the Lord, he hated parties. It all seemed so insignificant and paltry. He used to try and have fun at them, but as rambunctious children grew older, they starting thinking about their future and their manners and refused to do anything more than dance and gossip. Gossip was even less entertaining. He'd rather talk about the weather.
As it was, he had done a great deal of interesting people watching from his post upon the wall. At least that bit was interesting. Some people had decided to forgo the search entirely when they figured out that they need not find their own key and once one person found it, they would all be admitted inside. There was a ruckus in one area involving bees that he was glad he was far away from.
He raised an eyebrow as a few headed over to search the irises. Well, the fluer-de-lis was sometimes mistake for an iris he supposed, but he knew from history lessons that the flower of Florence was the lily. Therefore, he was very surprised, as were probably many, when the howler came from the iris patch. Oh well. He was just glad the whole childish search was over with.
As the door opened, he righted himself and hung at the back until the large river of students was more of a trickle and it was a bit easier to get inside.
ACTION:
Heading into the ball
YASHA HAS LEFT THE AREA AND MOVED INTO THE BALL
STAMINA: 9 | EVASION: 9 | STRENGTH: 3 | WISDOM: 4 | ARCPOWER: 3 | ACCURACY: 7
ABILITIES: Keeper's Catch
INVENTORY: Wand, Black handkerchief
Fearless | Calming Presence | E.L. | Prodigal Transfiguration
ST: 9 | EV: 9 | STR: 3 | WI: 8 | ARC: 9 | ACC: 11
Caretaker: A. P. Finch | iNPC: Yasha V.
ST: 9 | EV: 9 | STR: 3 | WI: 8 | ARC: 9 | ACC: 11
Caretaker: A. P. Finch | iNPC: Yasha V.
28 Apr 2024, 22:01
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
RPing as Zophyr Qethnis from Uagadou Genderfluid, pronouns at the moment: she/her☽ Kirundi | French | English | Swahili | Arabic | Tswana | Xhosa ☾Zophyr was beginning to understand now, why this boy was hard to interact with. Why she'd decided he'd be a good challenge. She'd been surprised by his willingness to speak to her, because he'd looked so reluctant to be here. But it wasn't that he wasn't good at being social - it was just that he didn't really care. He didn't say a word at her mention of the bees, just shrugged. And he didn't look her in the eyes once as he introduced himself as Theo. He was about to continue before he got an almost panicked look in his eyes, interrupting himself.
Date: April 13 2024
Time: ~16:20 Interacting with: @Theo Vendeburg
Mentioning: X
Zophyr had not noticed the snakes, so she had to turn to observe. "Oh, that's cool, she said, his tone of distress lost on her only until she looked at him again. The mask he'd taken off had been hastily replaced. "Do you... dislike snakes?" If he was, as she'd suspected, a Hogwarts student, she hoped he wasn't in that snake house. ...Snakeryth, or Slithery, or something. Speaking of which. "Are those teachers not from your school? Do they not... I don't know, let the students know if a staff member has an animal that could be dangerous?" Her unvoiced question was, how had they gotten those snakes?? She wanted one. Snakes were interesting creatures.
It was then that another howler came along, letting them know the rest of the ball had opened. Zophyr realized she had not introduced herself, and decided against it for the time being. The boy had made it clear how little he cared about this whole event. If she was going to hold herself to the challenge she had set herself, she was not only going to have to get him to stay and go into the actual ball, but also make him enjoy himself, if only a tiny bit.
One at a time. He seemed ready to up and leave right away, so she really had to do something, for fear of losing him. Distract him from the snakes, that was definitely the way to go. But with what? She had no idea what he was interested in - from the look he'd given his mask when it was off, he obviously didn't care about wolves. But she had to say something. Hm; introverts trying to stay away from chaos often liked schoolwork. She could start there. As she ever so slowly started her way towards the gates, she asked, "So... you're a first year, right? What kinds of things do you study at Hogwarts? She hoped the question would keep him following her into the ball. She wasn't going to physically stop him from leaving if he left. But she was sure going to try to get him at least a little invested.
Actions: trying the unthinkable (school talk) to get Theo to go into the ball with herStamina: 7 | Evasion: 9 | Strength: 8 | Wisdom: 5 | Arcane power: 5 | Accuracy: 6
's Grace | Broken Broomshaft
28 Apr 2024, 22:18
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
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28 Apr 2024, 22:25
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE DUVAL
@EmmaLee LeDames
Kaya Rose Bennett (@Linda Ramirez)
Amber Frost Hart (@Reyna Evergreen) sta 6 | eva 5 | str 6 | wis 6 | arc 5 | acc 7
fearlessfrench | english | thoughts | othersaction. soon to enter the ball┌─────────────────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───────────────────────┐
Aurélie smiled at the question about sailing. "Ah, well, no. I've gone sailing before, but never by myself. I don't know how. If I ever see you in France, maybe you can teach me." Her sailing experience had been a short one, but as she lived near the coast, water recreational activities were plentiful, so she'd never felt as if she'd missed out. Now, however, with the warmth in EmmaLee's voice as she spoke about sailing, she did, just a little. Maybe it would've been a fun hobby, had she fully explored it.
Both Amber and EmmaLee asked if she and Kaya had any dates to the ball. Aurélie shook her head. She hadn't wanted a date. She hadn't wanted to have a fixed friend group to go with either. She was good at floating and finding new friends, and that was what she'd hoped to do at today's masquerade ball.
As another howler erupted, oddly somewhere near the irises, not the lilies, everyone was told that the scavenger hunt, or whatever the activity had been, had finally ended and the real ball would soon begin. Aurélie smiled at that.
EmmaLee announced that she was going into the ball and that she would see them all later. Which was doubtful, though Aurélie wouldn't say that out loud. The other French girl had been nice and probably just wanted to meet her date at the ball. She dipped her head. "See you, EmmaLee."
Around them, more and more people were doing the same thing. Finally taking the opportunity to get inside the ball. I suppose I should go as well. Aurélie turned back to her two remaining companions, Amber and Kaya. She dipped her head to them as well. "I'll go in as well now. Maybe I'll see you both during the ball?" Then she shifted her gaze to Amber, who was her pen pal. "It was wonderful meeting you in person. I hope to keep exchanging letters with you."
With a wave and a smile, she walked away.
└─────────────────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───────────────────────┘OUTFITReducio
☽ Ophelia Lynn Northwell | i have a whole universe in my mind | Aurélie Nathalie Duval ☾
28 Apr 2024, 22:45
Magical Masquerade: The entrance
Roleplaying as Mateo Yamamoto from Mahoutokoro
Japanese = green | English = white | Spanish = red | Thoughts = italics + #bc8f8f
Since Mateo and his friends were already, kinda leaving, the ball entrance. They didn't really notice that the last clue had been found, until out of the corner of his eye, Mateo saw people leaving the Quidditch Pitch, which made him realize that the actual entrance to the ball has been opened.
"Guys, the ball is open. I guess we go to the Quidditch Stadium?" Mateo says to his friends.
His friends stopped and saw a door open, so Mateo decided to go over to where the door was. Mateo had no idea who had found the clue, but he knew that it wasn't him. But, hopefully he'll be able to find his date at the ball, otherwise, he'll be spending the whole ball with his friends, and that is what he doesn't want to do.
But, before the group left the Quiddtich Pitch, Mateo's friends dates decided to collect flowers, probably to make flower crowns later, so Mateo waited for them with his friends. Once they were done, Mateo and his friends finally left the Pitch and entered the actual ball.
Mateo began wondering how this ball will turn out. It'll certainly be his first ball outside of Japan, so he hopes it'll be a fun night, and hopefully his date will show up, but he doesn't know, yet.
date: 04/13/2024 mentions: @Rowan Bellegno as @Maleïssa Nortundra word count: 220/200 stats: Sta: 7 | Eva: 6 | Str: 6 | Wis: 4 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 6 abilities: The Sixth Sense action: Leaving the Quidditch Pitch entirely and heading over to the Quidditch Stadium to fully enter the ball



















