@Kim Sato & @Kim's Mischievous Miscreants

House Colours: Ravenclaw

Piérre felt a small impact against his chest.

Rolling over groggily, he reached for the object just in time to pick up the whispered word of a certain Knockback Jinx. Eyes wide open, Piérre tried to move, sweeping Figaro behind him as the jinx caused the small capsule to explode with a BANG! in the otherwise silent purple stone tent.

Color went everywhere, as well as glitter and glue. Sticking in Piérre's already messy hair, glooping all over his sheets, and plastering itself to the ceiling. Piérre had only barely had the good fortune to close his mouth and eyes before the stuff blew outwards, and the sound of running away testified that this little prank had been no accident.

Thin fingers probing, Piérre picked out a blobby mess from the Fragmentation Grenade of Rainbows that Piérre himself had created a few months back. After his wand had been grabbed from his satchel hanging on the bedposts, Lumos was incanted and the blobby thing was revealed to be a mess of purple petals.

Iris petals.

Piérre squeezed the flower, causing its juice to drip from it and into the bedsheets. A cunning smile formed as he laughed quietly to himself, using Scourgify to begin scrubbing out the non-magical glitter and glue mess. It was all coming together now; the means, the suspects, and who was likely to exact revenge in this fashion. Ah yes... The cold girl that he had initially aimed at? A silly thing like this would never sate that aggressive and cold nature. Revenge was a dish better served cold and aggressively to someone like her.

But revenge could also be served piping hot, and also very, very fresh, huh Kim?

¤ | π | ¤

After a few days of thought, Piérre finally felt the light go off in his head. Picking up supplies from their most generous Gamekeeper, the boy (dressed in a blue cotton t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts), traipsed up to "Kim's Mischievous Miscreants" located in the Chaos area of the grounds. He had been keeping an eye on them the past few days, starting with Kim himself (observing where it was that he came and went to before heading back to his base tent), and then slowly piecing together the rest of the kids living there for the summer as well.

When the time came to strike, the boy would have to move quickly and quietly, even if there was nobody around. With a sigh of contentment, Piérre opened the box and the large cooler he had brought with him for this prank, and began to cast Wingardium Leviosa on the fake (and real, dead) fish that he had put wires through the backs of, securing them outside the tent. They looked almost like they were swimming on the tent, and some of them (dangling in free air by "invisible" thread) looked like they were flying.

With the theme of the Toreador from "Carmen" quietly hummed aloud by the boy, he took his work inside.

The same pattern was followed, except that only the fake fish would be levitate and secured in open air by wires and clear string. “Flying fishes...” Piérre mused with excitement as more and more of them (in the 30s, at least) were raised up and secured throughout the tent at varying heights ranging between just below shin level to right against the ceiling.

Figaro sniffed at the cooler if dead fish remaining, trying to scratch at it so as to obtain a fish himself. Piérre scooped him up and put him round his shoulders, nuzzling him gently. “Ohhhh Figgy. You don't want those ones. Those are rotten, my boy. You'll get fishsick if you eat one.” Piérre booped Figaro's nose. “You stay up on my shoulders ad I hide these rotting things and then I'll get you some nice baked dish, okay?”

So saying, Piérre scoped out the best spots to hide the said fish, putting them in unusual and not often frequented areas (under beds, under the decorative chests, between the cloth and the wood of the tent itself, under the mattress cover at the foot of the bed, inside the endless juice keg (this one had had a stone tied to its body to keep it at the bottom of the barrel), as well as in the corners of the tent beneath a thin layer of pounded down dirt). All of this would ensure that the smell of dead fish would pervade the entire tent while being almost impossible to triangulate the exact location of the said decomposing fishes.

On the central table, a note would be found pinned in its center by a filleting knife. Its planter had long since abandoned the tent.

Alive without breath, cold as death.
Clad in mail never clinking.
Never thirsty, always drinking.
What Am I?

Do not trifle with someone you don't want to have trifling back, Mr. Sato. It makes everyone fair game.
Who is the mischievous miscreant now?
Expect me when the bell tolls one.

~ π

Action: String up fake fish inside the tent (Kim's Mischievous Miscreants) and stick them on the outside of the tent using Wingardium Leviosa and clear thread/wires, hide real and decomposing fish inside the tent and pin them outside the tent. Leaving a note behind with a Modus Operandi.

Statistics:
Stam 6 | Str 5 | Eva 15 | Wis 10 | Acc 13 | ArcPower 5

Abilities:
Keen Eye (25% chance to notice something out of ordinary)
Calming Presence (Fellow Pranksters on Piérre's team)
Beast Master (Little Helper Figaro: )
's Grace (+2 Stealth checks & 25% chance to enter thread hidden)

Amazing banner by Kim Sato

this post is as Nick Iris

Nick was upset, he was down right mad. Who stunk up his tent?! They made the wrong move. The prank he had thought up would make them regret there choice. because he wasn't sure who pulled it exactly, this would be one individual thing for each member of the tent.

It would be an anonymous 'love letter' of sorts, with glitter filling the inside of the card. From Nicks own experience he knew that glitter was a pain to get out of things. He would make the letters as 'lovey dovy' as humanely possible. And make it sorta obvious that it was a prank. Writing a different note pre each person. That was no two people had the same note. He made sure the tent was empty before planting his envelopes.

The first note he wrote was one he struggled with and would go on an random bed that he had picked out. Which would happen to be Sophia Nelson's. The note in his envelope would read.

to my dearest,

Hey...... Ummm I don't know how to say this. Like at all. But ever since I saw you I can't get you out of my head. I just had to tell you, I know that you will remember me. From that night...

Love from -
I'm sure you know.

Now he was sure this would confuse anyone who would read it. There was no 'that night' hell he didn't know who would get this. He moved on to the next bed. This one would just so happen to fall on Emma Wynns bed.

To the most pretty person ever,

Your hair smells like candy, to mach your sweet personality. I could drown in your eyes. I find you so pretty. You blind me with your smile. I really don't know if you know me... But your so pretty.

Love your secret admirer

Nick was quite proud of this note. As he didn't know anyone, and this kept it vague on looks. While also saying your pretty. Next be belonged to a Kim Sato.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I feel pretty lonely
When I'm not with you

Who didn't love a good poem? Next! This would be going to Pax. Lyrics to a song, ill be there for you by bon Jovi. Just a few lyrics.

To a pretty awesome person.

I'll be there for you
These five words, I swear to you
When you breathe, I want to be
The air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
I'd steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what love can do
I'll be there for you

These lyrics describe my feelings perfectly, I hope you feel the same.
(Ill be there for you, by Bon Jovi)

The final not would go to Quinn. Was it a note? Not really, more of a drawing.

All of them would be left on the pillows of there bed. He was happy with this prank. And left hopefully before anyone saw him.

WC: 509
Interaction: All of the chaos tent || Mentioning: all of the chaos tent
Action: Leaving little 'love notes' on the bed of the members of the chaos tent.
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 8 Wisdom: 6
Arcane Power: 5| Accuracy: 7
Calming presence

OOC note

Reducio

IC Nick really doesn't know anyone here, aside from Pax. And he doesn't have any feelings for you characters in that way, he just thought this would be funny. And a bit confusing. The glitter is there for annoying reasons.

This will also be my last reply for a bit haha.

I hope you'll find these frogs entertaining. I have provided some mud to maintain a good environment as well as some crickets hidden so you can feed the frogs. P.S,
I'd like you to know that if any of you had tried to prank me, you failed miserably. Who's got the upper hand now, miscreants?

Moderation

Perpetrators Round 2: Teams 1 + 2 +3

The joint attack by the small alliances was a solid retaliation on the violations done to them in this great war! @Piérre Marchonné was up to something fishy as they were able to sneak over to the other tent to set up some unique decorations. They were able to string all sorts of fake fish in and on the tent. But the fake fish were not alone. There were also hidden real fish past their prime that would quickly add a foul odor to the poor tent. It really was a fishy situation.

Nick Iris (@Quinn Root) was a diabolical mastermind. They would not attack the tent beyond having a bit of glitter ready to go. No they were attacking the heart. They were building a mausoleum of professed love only to collapse the structure on itself. Beautifully made love letters filled with glitter were delivered to each of the campers that would undoubtedly bring tears to their eyes as they wondered what beautiful being was professing their love for them. It seemed the winds of love were brought to camp and Nick was its composer.

@Reena Delgado decided to reveal that she is a secret Frog Witch. After collecting a fair bit of mud and some frogs, they ventured into the opposing tent to cause a bit of a mess. Mud was tracked and thrown all over the tent before a small container of frogs were released into the tent. Several of the frogs immediately escaped the tent but a handful of them decided they liked their new tent home and would explore.

The other team would return to their dirty and smelly tent without catching sight of any of the retaliating attackers.

Gameplay:

Reducio

• There will be the Perpetrator Phase and Victim phase for each round
• At the start of each round, one team will be designated the ‘Perpetrators’. Their job is to plot and prank the other tent/group. The Perpetrators will have one week to post any plotting and attempted pranks before there will be a Moderation post. This Moderation will roll to see the successes and failures of your pranks and stealth. (You don’t want to be found out!)
• Each member of the Perpetrators can either do an individual prank or work with teammates for larger pranks to improve the success rate and scale of the prank.
• The other group/tent will be designated as ‘The Victims’ of that round. After the moderation, the Victim team can react to the successful or failed pranks against them and begin plotting their own revenge. This Victim Phase will also receive one week.
• Once the Victim Phase ends, the team roles will swap and a new round will begin. So if Team A is the Perpetrator in Round One, Team A will be the Victims in Round Two.
• If supplies are needed for certain pranks, the Groundskeeper is happy to provide them with no questions asked for they are a strong supporter of creative expression.

Warring Teams:

Team 4:

Reducio

@Quinn Root + @Kim Sato + @Sophia Nelson + @Pax Zhang + @Emma Wynn

VS

Team 1 + Team 2 + Team 3

Reducio

@Pierre Marchonne AND @Noah Jupe + Nick Iris (@Quinn Root) AND @Reena Delgado + @George Rees

Round 1: Victims Phase for Team 4

In this Victim Phase, the designated Victims of the round will be given an OC week to react to the successful and failed pranks done to them. They can also begin to plan their own retaliation pranks to start getting a bit of revenge.

There are no required actions during the Victim Phase, as it will be followed by Round 3's Perpetrator phase (if desired) where the Victims of round 2 can do their pranks. However, if all of the Round 2 victims wish to post their prank action during this Victim phase, I will happily moderate it and bypass the additional week.

Perpetrators: Teams 1,2,3

• The Perpetrators do not need to post in this phase and have no actions to take in the victim phase. However, you can post reaction posts to your successful pranks if you wish. They will not be moderated but can allow you some IC reactions. Otherwise, your next post would be after being pranked.

Rules is Rules:

- As always, site rules and ratings will apply and clothing will be required at all times. Stats will also be required for the moderations, so make sure your trunk is up to date!…
- Please have your character stats listed either at the top or bottom of your posts for ease of moderation.
- The Moderation of this Phase will take place OCC in a week.
- The Groundskeeper wants plausible deniability. So if anyone asks...He did not supply you heathens with tools... Even if he did...
- Have fun, make friends, defeat rivals, and be pirates...

Credit to Sienna Lenoir for my awesome banner!

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Emma was confused. She had no clue where the letter was from, and the way it had been delivered left no clues either. Carefully peeling the flap of the envelope open, expecting something to jump out or screech at her, she closed one eye, tentatively peeking at the plain parchment with black letters. Scrunching her nose as she tried to determine if there was some sort of trick hidden in the words or the envelope, Emma tucked the envelope under her arm, slowly opening the letter. The letter was covered in glitter, and she ignored it for the moment, figuring it would be just as easy to change if the ever multiplying stuff stuck to her. Slowly her cheeks turned red, and she scrambled to retrieve the envelope, frantically flipping it around, and peeking inside only to have more glitter fall from it. She really needed a clue as to who had written such a....lovely letter. Admittedly she likely wouldn't know what to do with it but she couldn't not know.

Deciding there was no clues on the envelope or letter, Emma took off at a jog to her tent, hoping that someone there would recognize the handwriting. It took several moments and she was slightly out of breath as she burst into the tent, but she screamed quite loudly as her face hit something rather plasticy and unexpected. "What?!" Looking around, she spotted dozens of fake fish (or at least she hoped they were all fake. But the fish were not the only things that were there, there were some slimy, gross frogs just hopping around like they could happily enjoy life in a tent. Screeching once more, Emma backed up slightly. "What the heck? Frogs.....and fish?! I am not a fan of slimy."

Taking a deep breath just inside the tent to try to calm down a little bit, Emma scrunched her nose at the smell. It wasn't full fledged awful but it was headed there. Exploring the tent, she tried to discover the source, but it was impossible. "Well...I mean points for creativity I guess? But how are we supposed to get the frogs out?" Emma asked, wondering how the heck anyone could sleep with the slimy frogs hopping everywhere. The letter was long forgotten, having fallen from her hand as she explored the tent.
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Action:
Reacting to Pranks
Stats:
Stamina: 8 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 7 | Accuracy: 7 | Arcane Power: 7
Abilities:
Evasive Maneuvers, Comprehend Language (Mermish)

Moderation

New Round

Gameplay:

Reducio

• There will be the Perpetrator Phase and Victim phase for each round
• At the start of each round, one team will be designated the ‘Perpetrators’. Their job is to plot and prank the other tent/group. The Perpetrators will have one week to post any plotting and attempted pranks before there will be a Moderation post. This Moderation will roll to see the successes and failures of your pranks and stealth. (You don’t want to be found out!)
• Each member of the Perpetrators can either do an individual prank or work with teammates for larger pranks to improve the success rate and scale of the prank.
• The other group/tent will be designated as ‘The Victims’ of that round. After the moderation, the Victim team can react to the successful or failed pranks against them and begin plotting their own revenge. This Victim Phase will also receive one week.
• Once the Victim Phase ends, the team roles will swap and a new round will begin. So if Team A is the Perpetrator in Round One, Team A will be the Victims in Round Two.
• If supplies are needed for certain pranks, the Groundskeeper is happy to provide them with no questions asked for they are a strong supporter of creative expression.

Warring Teams:

Team 4:

Reducio

@Quinn Root + @Kim Sato + @Sophia Nelson + @Pax Zhang + @Emma Wynn

VS
Team 1 + Team 2 + Team 3

Reducio

@Pierre Marchonne AND @Noah Jupe + Nick Iris (@Quinn Root) AND @Reena Delgado + @George Rees

Round 3: Perpetrator Phase

Team 4 can choose to retaliate or the war will be considered at its end!

In this Perpetrator Phase, the designated Perpetrators of the round will be given an OC week to plot, plan and attempt to unleash pranks on the other team.

Perpetrators: Team 4

• At the end of the week, moderation rolls will be done to determine the success and failures of the pranks. Failing might be just as entertaining as succeeding...
• Each Perpetrator will be allowed to take 1 action in this phase. The action can either be a specific prank that they are trying to pull or designating that they are assisting another one of the perpetrators with their prank for a higher success rate.
• If your action is an attempted prank, you must also designate either an individual target or the whole victim team. Attempting to prank the entire team with one prank will have very high difficulty.
• Perpetrators can post multiple times in the phase (for IC discussion/strategy) if desired but only their final post's action will be considered.
• Be creative but realistic with what your pranks are. Chaos and mischief are highly encouraged!

Victims: Teams 1 + Team 2 + Team 3

• During the Perpetrator Phase, no action is required by the victims. You are simply the targets of their wrath!
• Once the moderation has been posted, then the Phase will shift, and your characters can react to the successful and failed pranks to begin plotting revenge.

Rules is Rules:

- As always, site rules and ratings will apply and clothing will be required at all times. Stats will also be required for the moderations, so make sure your trunk is up to date!…
- Please have your character stats listed either at the top or bottom of your posts for ease of moderation.
- The Moderation of this Phase will take place OCC in a week.
- The Groundskeeper wants plausible deniability. So if anyone asks...He did not supply you heathens with tools... Even if he did...
- Have fun, make friends, defeat rivals, and be pirates...

Credit to Sienna Lenoir for my awesome banner!

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Emma still wasn't sure that all the frogs were out of the tent. She dreaded the thought of having to get up in the middle of the night and stepping on one that had managed to get by their efforts to clear the tent. But still she had to admit it was a good prank. She wasn't very inventive and had been struggling to think of what to do. But then she had gotten distracted thinking about the fact that fall would soon be here, and that meant pretty leaves, halloween and treats. And thinking of treats, she loved chocolate but disliked candy apples, mostly because they were so sticky and difficult to eat. At least it seemed that way for her. She wondered if their victims liked candy apples and then her mind started wondering to what she could do with them as a prank. It came to her randomly that onions were gross and kind of similar in shape to an apple.

That was when her plan had hatched. Gathering up the necessary supplies, she spent several hours getting them just right. She did a mixture of apples and onions so that it wouldn't be obvious immediately that anything was wrong, or as a misleading tactic, Emma wasn't sure, she just thought it would be funnier that way. The onions had been peeled and made to look as apple like as possible, and sticks inserted into one end. The apples had just had the sticks stuck in them, which was a workout. Then she had made caramel, colored it red, because of course candy apples were red, and dipped the onions and apples in the mixture. Sprinkling the outside with some gold sprinkles she had found, she grinned at the gryffindor colors. Who would think the hufflepuff would use gryffindor colors to make candy apples?

It seemed to take forever for the batch to harden, but once it had done, Emma took some small cellophane bags she had found among the various supplies, placed an apple (or onion) in each bag and threw in some caramels and chocolates before using an elastic to close the bag around the stick. Then she took some ribbon, stringing the note that she had written, taking inspiration from the love letters, that said "Some sweets for a sweetheart." Sneaking into the tent in question, she left a bag on each pillow, making sure it was centered perfectly. Giggling, she walked out, trying to decide if she should stick around to witness the disgust.
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Action:
Pranking the tent with Candy Apples (and onions)
Stats:
Stamina: 8 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 7 | Accuracy: 7 | Arcane Power: 7
Abilities:
Evasive Maneuvers, Comprehend Language (Mermish)

Sophia had forgotten all about the ridiculous prank war. She'd been looking forward to hopefully playing a nice game of 'Pirates' with her tentmates, just as they'd done at the beginning of summer. However, upon walking into the tent, she was in for a horrible surprise.

She felt like she'd walked into a Shrek sequel. The tent's interior was absolutely covered in mud, and the croaking of frogs was coming from all directions. Sophia wasn't sure how it'd happened at first, but soon it clicked: the prank war. Those jerks had muddied up their tent.

Even before Sophia could begin to plot some sort of justice against the perpetrators, a particularly muddy frog launched itself and landed flat on her head, messing up her previously clean hair and giving Amelia quite the fright. It offered a loud, mocking croak as the scent finally hit her.

It smelled like the lake when her dad used to take her fishing and there were dead fish floating in the water, but far worse. It was as if the smell was intensified by a massive magnitude. Sophia could see a lot of fish strung up in their tent, but she had no clue how they'd managed to get so many of them. It was ridiculous, honestly.

Deciding she was done with this day, she reluctantly trudged through the muddy floor until she reached her bunk, looking down to see a handwritten note. Probably a letter of mockery from the pranksters.

to my dearest,

Hey...... Ummm I don't know how to say this. Like at all. But ever since I saw you I can't get you out of my head. I just had to tell you, I know that you will remember me. From that night...

Love from -
I'm sure you know.

A deep blush forced itself upon Sophia's cheeks. She'd thought it was a letter from the pranksters, but after some of the events of the summer, she wasn't quite so sure. There were only a small number of people this letter could have possibly come from, and she didn't know how to feel no matter which it was. Of course Della came to mind, but she wasn't even sure if that'd meant anything to the girl. Even if it had, that wouldn't matter since she was Catholic and it'd been a sinful impulse that guided her that night.

Maybe Gem?

No, that was impossible. Gem wasn't interested, and Soph herself had finally gotten over her little crush before summer camp.

That only left Kim. Could it have been from him? Part of her heart leapt with joy at the thought, and another part felt a mysterious dread.

Regardless of her feelings involving the love letter, Sophia had work to plan and do. She had to do something in retaliation for the mud and fish. She'd worry about the love letter later.

It'd taken a bit of planning, but her idea struck her as she'd been cleaning the frogs out of the tent.

She had everything she needed already!

She would attack Reena and George's tent with the same prank they'd done to her tent, but with a twist!

Capturing all of the frogs, Sophia spent most of the afternoon and evening writing numbers on a pile of small scraps of paper. The papers were about the size of business cards, and she numbered them 1-20 (since there were 20 frogs total, as she'd learned while cleaning up). As she numbered the pieces of paper, she skipped '14'. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. 11, 12, 13, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20) She then attached the papers to nineteen of the frogs.

If she let them loose into the enemy tent, they would think '14' was still there, and they'd spend even more time trying to find it! It was genius.

She crept over to the enemy tent as soon as she saw that they were all out and about their business, sneaking into the entrance and releasing the frogs - which she'd carried in her temporarily empty trunk - into the tent.

"Go free, little froggies!" she whispered to the cute little things as she tried to figure out what to do with the actual frog number 14.

Action: returning fire with the frogs, but with a twist
@Reena Delgado || @George Rees