A food fight for the ages finished

june 1st, 2024		saturday, mealtime
wc: 300		dhampir | sensitive to sunlight
interacting with: @Cass Ito		mentioning: asteria

As the school year was finally coming to a close, Scout was more than thrilled to go back home. Ah, no more schoolwork and no more studying for tests... this was a real dream come true! Not to mention she could go home and chill out with her owl and see her dad- okay, she was really excited!

And she had won her competition with Asteria, completely annihilating her cousin in the process. Asteria had made maybe four or five friends and Scout threw her number out of the park! Like maybe twenty or thirty thousand. She was so cool, and she had beat her cousin in something. Asteria was smarter and better than her at basically everything, so to actually win at anything was making Scout super excited.

This morning was kind of boring. Asteria had skipped out on breakfast to go read in the library before classes started and before the library filled up with other students- a total bore to Scout. She didn't have a plethora of Gryffindor friends, and those she did have weren't the kind to sit with her at breakfast. Ah, well, might as well get over it.

While she was focusing on her plate of fruit in front of her, her eyes widened when she saw an egg fly across the room (from the Slytherin table, no less) and then hit someone. A Gryffindor... does that mean this was a fight between Slytherin and Gryffindor? Was. This. On? Oh, it was so on!

On the plate in front of her, Scout only had some fruit, but there were a plate of pancakes in front of her, and she could just snag one and throw it back- oh she was such a genius. Scout could beat Asteria with her smartness, er, probably.

"Hey, eat this!" She shouted across the Hall, lobbing the pancake with all of her strength. Man, if only dhampir's had like super strength or something like that. That'd be so sweet!

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english | thoughts | spanish

♡ date: 01/06/24

♡ word-count: 281/200

♡ mentioning/interacting with: @Cass Ito, @Scout Fu-Hai

Estelle came down to the Great Hall tired, yet humming with the excitement that the term was nearly over. As much as she loved school, it was a bit stressful and she was very ready to have a break.

She sat down, tucking into one of her favourite breakfasts - pancakes with blueberries, bacon and maple syrup. She'd piled them high, each bite taking two or three layers of the food. It was absolutely delicious.

Estelle grinned, still shocked that she hadn't received any punishment for her outfit. It was still the made of same Hogwarts robes that everyone wore, but she had hand-sewn golden stars onto the fabric, making it shimmer. I'm sure someone will tell me off about it at some point, though I am technically still wearing my uniform...

Estelle continued eating, lost in thought, until something wet and slimy hit her on the back. She turned around, peeling off an egg.

"¡Cielos! Hey!" exclaimed Es, looking for the culprit. Judging by the direction, it had come from the Slytherin table, although she couldn't be sure of that. It didn't matter, anyway - a food fight was a food fight. And Estelle loved a good food fight.

Es grabbed some more pancakes, drowning them with maple syrup until they were sticky and brown. They were the perfect projectiles - throwable like a frisbee, yet sticky enough to really annoy the people they hit.

Her first target was the Slytherin table. She grabbed three and launched them at the table. Two fell short, nearing other tables but one flew right across. She hoped she'd hit the culprit, but even so, her pancakes were bound to escalate this breakfast battle.

♡ OOC Notes: You have my full permission to RP Es' pancakes hitting you. Pancakes are much better projectiles than eggs.

♡ outfit: Reducio

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Ehsilat wasn't feeling particularly hungry today as she made her way down to the Great Hall. As summer comes upon us, so does graduation. Though it is quite famous for Hogwarts' students to actively break the rules as a challenge, Ehsilat hadn't broken any, not even one, which was quite boring to say the least but at the very most she was being responsible.
Ehsilat opened the doors to the Great Hall and immediately had gotten smacked with a pancake. She stood in shock for a moment as she took in the scene that unfolded before her. 'What's happened here??' Both Slytherin and Gryffindor students were actively throwing food at each other, while others got caught up in the cross fire. Ehsi for example. Regardless, it wasn't a fair battle to Ehs, One Slytherin against Two Gryffindors? No way.
Ehsilat carefully made her way over to the Slytherin table, grabbed a handful of grapes, then launched it. Some flew across the room, while some mercilessly hit some bystanders. As the fight got even more heated, Ehsilat launched whatever she could get her hands on and as the fight continued,the more competitive she became.
The Great Hall became a Great Mess as different foods splattered onto the walls and floors, just then Ehsilat halted mid-throw as she had a thought "Are we going to have to clean this up?"
Another pancake smacked into her face.

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It was a dull morning. Ruby was still tired from a terrible night’s sleep. She sat at the Hufflepuff table, yawning at her cup of coffee in front of her. She took her plate and loaded it with pancakes, maple syrup and blueberries. She was about to start when she heard a rumour behind her. As she turned around, she was almost hit by a pancake flying by.
"What the…", she thought. "Am I still sleeping?"

She turned around again, and before she could duck, she was hit in the head with some grapes flying around. It seemed some Slytherin and Gryffindor students were starting a food fight. Any normal morning, Ruby would have rolled her eyes and left, but not today. Not now she was already hit. She didn’t know from which direction the grapes came from, but it didn’t matter. They were going to be sorry.

She stood up, and flung several pancakes at the other students. She got a hold of the bowl of blueberries and started throwing them all around. She couldn’t care less who she hit. With every handful of berries that flew through the air, she was feeling better and better.

"What a nice way to relief stress!" she yelled and smiled at a fellow student near her, who ducked to get out of the way of the food flying around.

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And with that, the food fight was on. It was mainly the Griffindor and Slytherin tables so far, but Cass defiantly saw one badger stand up and throw some blueberries, yelling about stress relief. Their grin was maniac, and they lobbed an egg back towards the griffindor table after being hit with a pancake completely soaked in maple syrup (what a genius and evil idea). Another Slytherin beside them had joined in, so they shot them a smile and nudged a plate stacked high with toast their way. More amo.

It would be interesting to do a study on which types of people picked which weapons to use in a food fight. Not really their kind of thing, but interesting none the less. Students all across the hall were shrieking and ducking under tables, or picking up food and joining in with the war. It was clearly the time to prove which house was the best, by the age old completion of hurtling edible objects at the others. They picked up some toast and threw it at the aforementioned hufflepuff, then lobbed a few extra at the griffindor table for good measure. They were ancient rivals after all, and that could hardly be ignored.

They didn't even stop to spare a thought about the potential consequences, caught up in the adrenaline of the fight. Surprisingly few horror stories about detentions had been told though, and they could always slip away in the chaos if that was called for. It was hardly sullying the family name by proving that they their house was superior in yet another way to all the others of course. Their father would probably just laugh, though their step-mother would at least pretend to be disappointed. Their mother.. They resume throwing eggs twice as fast so that their brain doesn't have to think.

Interacting with: Reducio @Cass Ito, Estelle Nyx, Ruby Night, Scout Fu-Hai, Ehsilat Wilst

Outfit: Reducio

Date: Reducio 1st June 2024

Giselle was walking past the Great Hall when something caught her eye. It was a few hogwarts students having a food fight. Sitting down at the Hufflepuff table, Giselle smiled. She loved these sorts of things, especially if it involved rulebreaking, and this fight certainly did. Without a moment’s hesitation, Giselle joined in the fight, throwing some food or other at another food fighter in the Hufflepuff table.

Everyone was food-fighting from where Giselle could see, including herself. Throwing all sorts of food against each other was certainly fun to do. Look at this! Giselle joked, and threw a glass full of lemonade at another’s back. Grinning to herself, Giselle did a cartwheel and threw a bowl of porridge into the distance, though not many people seemed to have noticed it. It looked as though they were all too busy throwing things at one another that they forgot to look at their surroundings.

This sure is fun, Giselle thought, as she threw some more juice at all directions. But as she looked around the great hall, she found out that a lot of the other participants of the food fight were throwing even jam at each other. Smiling to herself, Giselle took a jar filled with jam and threw it against the wall, making the glass shatter. Reparo! She said as she repaired the glass, ready to throw it over again.

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The fight was really on. Ruby was noticed by her fellow students. From the Slytherin table toast came flying over. Luckily that was easy to evade.

She saw another Hufflepuff joining the fight. Oh, good, Ruby thought, Let´s show them what Hufflepuffs are made of. She smiled at the other Hufflepuff and discarted the blueberries. She needed something else to make more of an impact.

She looked at the table and saw a large bowl of porridge. That´s really gonna add to the fight! she thought.

She took the bowl and a large spoon and began to flung spoonfulls of porridge in the direction of the other figthing students. Some of them missed, some hit others fighters and some even hit inocent students who were running for safety.

Ruby wasn´t thinking about the consequences. She hasn´t had so much fun in a long time that she didn´t care it could get her in detention. It even made her more determined to give her all. If I am put in detention, it´s gonna be for something legendary.

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Reducio

OOC note: you have my permission to use my food flying around or hitting you in your RP

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english | thoughts | spanish

♡ date: 01/06/24

♡ word-count: 228/200

♡ mentioning/interacting with: Reducio @Cass Ito, @Scout Fu-Hai, @Ehsilat Wilst, @Giselle Lam, @Ruby Night

The food fight had escalated from just one projectile to a full-fledged snack attack, and Estelle was loving it. Someone had taken the same idea - a Hufflepuff student was also throwing pancakes in all directions. Another was smashing a jam jar against a wall? The chaos of the event was singing through Estelle's veins as she discovered a plate of unboiled eggs on the table.

She began to levitate them over students' heads, trying to see how many she could lift without them falling (spoiler - not many). Every time she dropped one, it would land on another table, covering someone with gooey egg. At least, that's what she hoped would be happening - she was too focused on levitating to actually see where the eggs were landing.

She was breaking more than one school rule now - there was definately one about not using spells outside of class. But was there one about food fights specifically? She doubted it. Even so, she wouldn't put it past prefects and teachers to give students detention as punishment for the chaos. Still, if Estelle got detention now, it will have been well worth it.

Eventually, she got a bit bored of levitating the eggs, and returned to traditional food chucking. She alternated between hiding, under the table, from spoonfuls of flying porridge and chucking eggs at other students. She was absolutely loving this.

♡ OOC Notes: I take it back - raw eggs are even better. Feel free to RP them falling on you.

♡ outfit: Reducio

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Date: Saturday, 1 June 2024
Time: Breakfast...
Location: Great Hall

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After her usual morning jog, Koko had made her way back to her dormitory, had changed into a cute halter top and a nice pair of slacks, and she had hurried to the Great Hall to enjoy French toast with maple syrup and maybe some sausage, too. She sat, calm and unbothered, while she drank a cup of tea and waited for her sausage to cool down just enough to where she would eat it.

Finally, she took a bite of her toast. It was just right after her morning workout. A sweet taste of happiness to begin her day!

She would savour each bite of the toast and the sausage, and she paused in her meal to have another sip of tea. Today was just going to be wonderful. She was thinking about perhaps taking her trusty Silver Arrow out for a spin, or even going for yet another run, maybe playing with her cat... really, anything but studying.

She closed her eyes, imagining the possibilities. Her usual smile rested on her lips right when, unbeknown to her, chaos broke out. Koko had never been the most observant. Eggs and pancakes and who knows what else were soaring through the air, but as the offending foods were not in her line of vision, she happily continued eating.

That was, until the fateful moment when a raw egg soared through the air and landed right in her French toast.

She was more shocked than anything as she hurriedly scooted back, her tea sloshing around in the cup she had forgotten to set down. It was a wonder none of it had gotten on her. The sixth year's eyes widened, and her head swivelled around on her neck as she tried to ascertain what type of person had thought it was a good idea to interrupt what had otherwise been a peaceful, happy breakfast.

Only now were her eyes opened to the chaos of the morning of the first of June. Somehow, students had figured out how to throw juice, and someone else had smashed a jar of jam? This was why they couldn't have nice things.

Koko's mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something but hadn't quite formulated the proper words yet, and her brow furrowed in a mixture of confusion and shock. It was nearing the end of the year, but shouldn't the students have been celebrating by eating the food, not destroying it?

She initially wanted to just leave, but then she remembered... Right. She was a prefect. That meant she had... responsibility.

Her lips settled into a firm line, and she sighed before standing up and taking her wand out of her pocket. She really was lucky that it was small enough to fit in there. She pointed it at herself and hurriedly whispered, 'Sonorus.'

At least she was decent enough at spellcasting for that spell to work. She was having to use it a lot more than she would have normally liked to. She slipped her other hand into her other pocket and pulled out her prefect badge. It had proven useful time and time again to have that on her even when she wasn't wearing her school robes.

'Can we maybe not throw things? I mean, we're all older than five!'

A strong start. Absolutely. Koko set her jaw and continued.

'Also, there are these rules, you know, like Rule 10, 'There shall be no fighting without or with the use of magic'? Like Rule 17, 'No damage to school property'?' The Slytherin prefect let out an aggravated sigh. She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her wand against her arm, agitated.

'You all owe me a French toast,' she muttered, likely sounding slightly petulant. It would still be audible due to the Sonorus. Slowly, she would uncross one of her arms, the one whose hand held her prefect badge, and she would raise her hand to brandish the badge. 'And also a detention.' She would gaze at the students. If they were still throwing food, she would roll her eyes and try to speak louder. If not, well, that was one point in their favour. Maybe one of them would win the maturity contest. 'Again, a detention. Tomorrow, after dinner, here. Who knows, maybe it'll be fun.'

The last sentence dripped with sarcasm despite the wry smile that had slipped onto Koko's face. She debated casting Finite Incantatem on herself, but she thought better of it ─ she might very well need a magical megaphone in case things continued to be chaotic.

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@Cass Ito · @Scout Fu-Hai · @Estelle Nyx · @Ehsilat Wilst · @Ruby Night · @Giselle Lam

OOC: Congratulations, I'm issuing all of you a detention. You're not in trouble OOC, but you definitely are IC. I will owl you the details shortly.

Link to detention system: here

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Reducio

The DC was so low because it was the Great Hall... and breakfast... so most of the school is there and can see it.