Closed TABLE 11 | Sweethearts Tea Party Event

SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!

It seemed that Orion was not finished with his parade of roses just yet, because as the next song started a batch of fresh roses started to descend from the ceiling. This time the roses were white, blending in with the decor but still different enough for the first batch. The roses would glide downwards land only at the tables that had not received any of the first batches; 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 12, 14, and 16. Having already received their roses, tables 2, 3, 4, 8, 10, 11, 13, and 15 were now perhaps a bit less confused and could submit their requests to the harpist. (PLEASE NOTE THAT IF YOUR TABLE HAS RECEIVED A ROSE YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REQUEST A SONG OR SPOTLIGHT THIS ROUND).

Confession Time!

Characters at your table have the ability to step beneath the spotlight and make a confession or dedicate a song to someone this round. To make a spotlight speech, simply have your character announce they wish to confess. You can lightly godmod Orion casting Lumos Duo on your character. Have them say what they wish to announce in your RP post, and make sure to tag the mod in charge of your table. Staff will post the confession into each thread (so keep in mind the entire ballroom will gain IC knowledge of what you are saying).

To request a song, simply owl the moderator of your thread with the song title, who it is going to, and what the message is. You will need to roleplay your character doing as much (you can simply say they took time to write a request down). Please keep IC rules in mind as if your character insults someone there could be IC repercussions.

CONFESSION AND SONG REQUESTS

Several students decided to take the opportunity to confess their feelings. Just not in the... Erm, traditional way. The spotlight would bob its way over to Erin Ryan, who was just announcing how Nicholas McCowan made her feel... Or something?

"Can't remember saying this but it is probably true," not that she actually believed it but where is the potential fun in that? "As I like my boys a bit plump and you ████ need a bit of meat on your bones I AM JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU, please accept this gift. Also, know I will suck the █████████████ MEANNESS out of anyone that tries to steal you from me." The areas where there were blocked words, well she used her imagination...

The song requests also started to come in...

Anonymous would like to dedicate Space Age Love Song to all the Bachelors and Bachelorettes, go forth and love, you silly kids!

Annie would like to dedicate a song to Serena Towers, Wannabe by the Spice Girls. She adds in, "long time no chat, hope things are going well my friend."

HOW YOU LIKE THESE CUPCAKES?

Although the children had decorated the cupcakes (for the most part) the night prior, Orion had made the cupcakes himself on the night of the 12th. He had put a lot of work into the dozens upon dozens of sweets. Thankfully he was a competent baker after years of crafting late-night pastries. Unfortunately, he was also sleep-deprived, which seemed to be a common problem throughout the night. If anything were to help Orion realize he needed help with his restlessness, it was the Tea Party.

That being said, there was something... Special about a few batches of cupcakes. As the night of the 12th wore on, Orion had become tired and had accidentally used a different ingredient. Amortentia. He had realized his mistake and had gone to toss the batches out, but unfortunately, his sweet tooth got the best of him and he took a quick snack break to munch on some of the sweets the house-elves themselves had made. A common ingredient in their food being a forgetfulness potion. Oh dear, it seemed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had forgotten all about the cupcakes' secret ingredient.

As @Alan Vanes bit into their cupcake, they might notice it smelled quite possibly like their favourite thing. They just may find the next person who met their gaze to be rather appealing...

Amortentia Rules
1. Consent is important. Please ask your character's victim new sweetheart if it is okay to have your character become obsessed with them.
2. Seeing your own reflection in a teacup is a valid option.
3. For this round only, the length of the effects of the Amortentia is up to you. Taking a bite after this round means accepting the chance that your character might have received an Amortentia cupcake, and your character will be affected for the entire round.
4. If I have missed your character biting into a cupcake, please let me know. From this point on we are asking that if you eat a cupcake, you place the information on the bottom of your post to make it easier for mods.

Tagging: @Lavinia Cloven@ Bloom Silverton @Galton Lansdale @Cecily Quinn @Aly Salinger @Alan Vanes

|| Interacting with @Bloom Silverton, @Lavinia Cloven, & @Cecily Quinn ||
|| Mentioning @Erin Ryan ||

The petite Ravenclaw was never one to turn down a cupcake - or cake in general, really. Cauldron Cakes were her favourite sweet, with their soft fluffy chocolate body and mouth-watering saccharine green filling, but cupcakes baked directly by the hands of Professor Lécuyer were sure to be a close second. Though it took her a moment to decide which sweet to have, she eventually reached for the chocolate cupcake with its large iced L. Chocolate bark will keep for longer if I fill myself up with cake, and as for the cupcakes, chocolate is sure to be the best flavour of them all!

Aly carefully picked up the cupcake, peeling away the wrapper and placing it off to the side of her table placement. Surely the house-elves would clean up after this ballroom blast of baked goods and barks, but after having grown up practically raised by a house-elf, Aly was well-trained to make cleaning up as easy as possible for the creatures.

"Quidditch is going as well as it can, I suppose - though we miss you on the team," she waxed to Bloom across the table with a sweet smile as she raised the cupcake to her lips. But then - then Lavinia was there, in a fluffy emerald skirt and suspenders, and Aly nearly dropped the cupcake in her hurry to fetch a new rose out of her satchel.

Instead, she carefully placed the now-naked cupcake back on the plate and dove into her bag to fish out not one, but two scarlet roses as Cecily made an appearance as well in an equally odd blue ensemble, leaning across the table to place them softly in front of her teammates.

"Well, hello there, you two - what are you supposed to be? What does the M stand for?" Aly exclaimed, only mildly confused as Lavinia and Cecily were truly some of the oddest (but most fun!) birds she knew, her fingers once again wrapping around the L cupcake on her plate now that she had successfully given a rose to everybody at the table. "I always grow the flowers myself! Though, er, I didn't grow all of these." She gestured about to what was probably the thousands of flowers decorating the room, and pointed to the one in Bloom's hand, as well as the one in the hand of the Slytherin girl who had just come up to their table and offered it to Bloom. Aly couldn't think of the girl by name, but she recognised her as a member of the Slytherin Quidditch team against whom she'd played earlier in the school year.

At Cecily's warm smile and compliment about being sneaky, Aly grinned right back. "Thanks - I was so sure you'd noticed, I'm not the best liar," she explained with a guilty laugh. "But look, I have so many cupcakes! I didn't need to send myself one - and I'm truly so happy you like it! Those nonpareils took forever..."

The mention of her own cupcakes drew the Ravenclaw third-year's rather scatterbrained attention back to her plate and the soft, fluffy chocolate in her fingers. It had certainly been a record time of Aly having something sugary in her hands and not having eaten it yet, and so as she happily raised it again to her lips and took a bite. The girl's green eyes fluttered shut for just a moment in a delighted blink of satisfaction as the sweet flavours burst on her tongue, rich and dark and so cloying that most others likely would not have been able to stand it, and as she chewed and swallowed that first bite, Aly turned to scan the rest of the room for a brief moment. Who else was here? Now that she had settled down into her table and said hello to her friends, Aly was curious as to which other friends had been placed at which other tables, and if a certain few people had received her cupcake gifts...

Aly has now taken a bite of the chocolate L cupcake.

Erin Leaves the Ball Room

Looks like you guys are either busy, uninterested in me joining or would prefer to be left amongst yourselves. Sorry for the intrusion. Carry on guys.

MOD POST

Tagging: @Lavinia Cloven@ Bloom Silverton @Galton Lansdale @Cecily Quinn @Aly Salinger @Alan Vanes

CONFESSION AND SONG REQUESTS

"Anonymous would like to dedicate the song, Single Ladies, to Hanako Tone! He's single, ladies and gents! So if your heart belongs to him, don't forget to tell him as much!"

LOVELY CUPCAKES

Aly couldn't resist biting into a cupcake. They were such nice smelling cupcakes after all, perhaps reminding her of her favourite thing. Goodness, was it getting warm it here? It seemed the next person she saw would be the object of her obsession...

FLOATING CUPCAKE!

After belatedly receiving his delivery from Aly, Pericles (King of Irony, perhaps) thought to deliver a gift to the very same friend he'd spotted on the way in. The Ravenclaw would attempt to transport a strawberry cupcake to Aly using the Levitation Charm.

PERICLES
WIS: [d20 : 20] + 9
In the end, the result was: 29

A perfect cast for the prefect! It was practically effortless, the strawberry cupcake was successfully delivered in front of Aly.

PLEASE NOTE: This will be the last mod post as our next in-character event, the Blossom Ball, will be starting within the next few weeks. You may continue to roleplay and feel free to state that your character ate a cupcake and ended up under the effects of Amortentia but we ask that the effects stay strictly within this event. This means you cannot claim your character stole Amortentia laced cupcakes from this event.

However, Orion will be keep an eye on the threads, and there is still a table full of teachers, so please try not to do anything he wouldn't do!

Thank you, and we hope you all enjoyed yourselves!

Interacting with @Lavinia Cloven & @Erin Ryan
Mentioning @Alan Vanes

Bloom was in the middle of handing a red rose to Alan, who was sitting next to her, when Lavinia Cloven asked if anyone knew who "H" was. Bloom dropped the rose next to Alan and quickly walked over to her Ravenclaw friend.

"Oh that's mine!" she said, realizing that she had not kept the card from what she believed to be from Howard close. She had accidentally left it on the table for Lavinia to find. Luckily, she did not know who "H" was, which made Bloom truly believe that it did come from Howard. Bloom smiled and grabbed the note from Lavinia, holding it close to the palm of her hand.

Bloom was about to go back to Alan when she was stopped with a rose in her way. It was not the same rose that she had given Alan. She looked at the rose and then the hand that it belonged to and inched more and more towards the person themself. It was none other than Erin Ryan. Bloom's heart pounded. What did she want now?

Erin had explained to her about her motivation of giving the rose. She then tossed the rose to Bloom. Bloom, understanding her intentions, stepped back and did not catch the rose; letting it fall to the ground. The petals of the rose sprawled, looking sad. For some reason, Bloom did not want to touch such a flower from Erin. What if it was cursed? She was not in the mood of curses. Luckily, Erin had quickly left, leaving Bloom speechless. Maybe Bloom was a bit too intense about the rose. Maybe it wasn't cursed and Erin was just trying to be nice. Could that even be possible?

Taking a deep breath, Bloom looked back around the tables and realized that perhaps Howard was nowhere to be found. It was not a fun event if your crush was nowhere to be seen. It just made you long more to be with the person. Bloom thought it best to call it a night. Keeping the note close to her heart, she decided to leave the Ballroom.

THREAD LEFT

|| Interacting with no one ||

Aly had just turned to view the rest of the room, the bite of chocolate cupcake merrily making its way down her throat to her stomach, when suddenly her eyes caught upon a little brown box floating through the air. It seemed to be coming towards her table from another, though Aly didn't glance her emerald gaze at any person at the other tables in particular; instead, her eyes tracked the box - for what a peculiar sight that was, a floating box in the midst of a Valentine's Day tea party! - as it soared over her. The third-year craned her neck skywards, her entire head following the box's path until, finally, it softly plunked down on the table in front of her.

Aly would have looked up to see if anyone else noticed the cupcake, but her eyes were too busy being pinned to the box. It had, so delicately and perfectly, landed on her place setting, right in front of her. That must have meant that the box - and whatever its contents may have been - were both meant for her, right? Never the most patient of Hogwarts students, the Ravenclaw reached quickly out and claimed the box in her hands, using one index fingernail to pick open the lid and reveal what was inside.

It was quite a large cupcake; very hefty-sized, and from the looks of it, strawberry - a yellowish-golden cake piled high with pink frosting, topped with a plump red berry and what even appeared to be a shimmer of glitter, or perhaps edible gold dust. The pinkish colour of the frosting made brought a smile to Aly's face; she did rather love pink, even though she at the moment had decked herself out from head to toe in Valentine's scarlet that rather made her look like she was a cheerleader for Gryffindor. There appeared to be no note, but who was she to question a magical cupcake from the sky? She could always figure out its sender later... once it was safely in her belly. Reaching carefully into the box, Aly wrapped delicate fingertips round the bottom of the cupcake and pulled it out, setting it on the plate in front of her along with her other two (and a half) cupcakes and the bag of chocolate bark. Picking up the chocolate L cupcake once more, she happily took another bite as she gazed at her edible treasures. Well! After all that worrying, what a lovely spread I've got he-

The bite of cupcake lodged in the back of Aly's throat, and the Ravenclaw wheezed a sharp intake of breath, suddenly realising that you cannot successfully breathe in a bit of solid cupcake. Coughing once, twice, thrice, Aly reached for her cup of tea and brought it to her lips, gulping in a mouthful of the hot liquid. It burnt her tongue, but she didn't mind; the piece of cupcake softened in the scalding tea, sliding with it down her throat, and finally the third-year could once again breathe. She did so with the gasp of a man who had just escaped drowning, panting heavily until her heart rate had calmed down, then took another sip of her tea and lowered the cup to the table once again, hoping she hadn't made too much of a scene as her eyes followed the cup downwards to ensure it didn't spill as she placed it on the tablecloth.

Of course, before she could truly put the teacup down, her gaze caught on her reflection in the light brown surface of the tea. Reflected almost golden in the chandeliers' light, Aly stared back at her true self, and suddenly, said self couldn't remember why she'd been nervous about going to the tea party in the first place. After all, her outfit was fantastic. The roses in her hair looked as fresh as the minute they'd been charmed into existence. Who had ever thought her curls were messy? They were so perfectly placed, a ring, a halo really, of lovely spirals round her porcelain face. And her smile? Well, anyone at the table - no, anyone at the party would have been lucky to have such a smile bestowed upon them. Aly gazed into her own lovely eyes, bewitched by her own stare in the reflection of a teacup. Why had no one ever told her she was this - this - this beautiful?

Of course, the Amortentia was beginning to hit her, though Aly had no idea that was the root cause of this sudden wave of confidence and self-love that was washing over her. But this teacup - why, it was a lovely thing, but not nearly worthy enough of carrying Aly's reflection in its shimmering tea. Why, nothing but a large, grandiose mirror would be worthy of that! I deserve to see myself full-sized! Huffing, Aly stood - careful to not spill her tea - and turned to leave the room. If they won't put a mirror in this place, I'll go back up to Ravenclaw Tower - they've plenty up there!

Right before she took a step from the table, though, a small, realistic thought occurred in her Amortentia-muddled head. Aly Salinger may have been a bit obsessed with herself at the moment, overcome with the effects of the strongest love potion known to wizardkind, but she would always, always have room in her heart for cake. So she turned back to her table, picked up the plate carrying her cupcakes and other sweets, and then beat a hasty retreat to the door of the ballroom, staring at her own reflection all the way as she left the party.

Aly had come in bedecked in roses, but in the end, it seemed this party had become more representative of a narcissus.

Action: Leaving the thread