31 May 2023, 14:06
The Hunger Games
IC date: May 20th 2023
Vladislav Liam Gunther. That was his name. A memorable bunch, wasn’t he? Oh, but his thought still lingered on the cute boy he met at the Maze back at Hogwarts. That was, until he started sneezing his dratted head off.
Who the fuck promised safety at Hogwarts? Sneezing is not being safe, he could’ve gotten the boy of his dream- unless- he was being too pushy and it wasn’t about sneezing.
What was up with this train of thought? It wasn’t strictly normal for him to be thinking this way. As an attempt to clear that potentially humiliating thought from his head, he took a walk down the halls, until he found a person, whom he didn’t know, and decided to cast a spell against them.
It felt like he was being called, drawn in the Reaping. Like he was set to sacrifice himself to benefit his own school. The story sounded familiar, like being split into districts and having to fight to the death. After all, every world is a dystopian- even he who goes to Hogwarts lives in a dystopia. There is no such thing as a Utopia.
“Wingardium Leviosa!” He said, hoping to force the child to hover oddly in the air, in an attempt to humiliate them just to get the thought of the cute boy out of his head.
Tagging: @Duvessa Ember as Angelique
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In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind, we've gone too far. (Video Killed The Radio Star - The Buggles)
Clark
2 Jun 2023, 01:42
The Hunger Games
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date: 5/20/23 | place: Koldovstoretz | #7e2020= Roksana(Russian) | Thoughts= Italics
Quite unfortunately for Roksana, the ball did not have as much of an impact on her as much as she thought it would, and neither did her stay at Hogwarts. In fact, the experience had only taught her two things: One, that she really needed to improve her English, and two, that she hated floo powder and should never use it again. Whoever thought that travelling using ash and fire was a good idea was either bonkers or a pyromaniac.
Plus, Roksana was glad to be home. It was nearly a month since the ball, and she had been very homesick the whole time, though meeting students from other schools wasn't too bad. Roksana was lost in her thoughts now, walking down the hallway. She definitely wasn't the type to daydream...or was she? No, definitely not. The end of her first year was coming faster than she had expected, and she was not going to dwell on something that might get her in trouble. Might.
Now Roksana was in a pretty good mood, and she was very much looking forward to the end ofthe year. Well, no she wasn't. She could do without her grandmother rattling on about some unimportant thing that had something(or nothing)to do with Roksana, no. But she wasn't going to let anyone or anything rain on her parade.
Well, until some random bozo figured it would be a good idea to just magick her in the air or whatever. Roksana let out a strangled yell of surprise and looked around, trying to pinpoint the mindless idiot who wasn't watching where he casted his spells. Then she saw him. "Hey, you there! You half-witted jerk! Put me down, now!" Roksana yelled, shaking her fists and swearing loudly.
She pulled out her wand too, wondering what spell she should cast on him. Hmm, what about Incendio, or maybe even Flipendo or, ooh, the Curse of the Bogies! So many possibilities...
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