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Ravenclaw: 880 |
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Date: January 16th, 2013
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| Welcome to Hogwarts Interactive Role Play, one of the net's best in Harry Potter and Hogwarts role plays. We hope you enjoy your visit. Here at Hogwarts our students are currently in their Seventh Year. Last year, the war against the Knights crescendoed into a direct attack against the school. Disappearances are still reported (or not) daily, and the Dark Lord and his Knights of Walpurgis have succeeded in spreading their message of "do as thou will" far and wide across the globe. Magical Law Enforcement, which is now the only authority in the wizarding world under Martial Law, has responded by tightening security, controlling the media, and strictly enforcing curfews and other laws. Their control is damaging to the people's freedom, and their hierarchy is a suspicious lot. It is clear that some members of the MLE like their new found power a bit too much, others see it necessary, but all are in serious danger of being consumed by it. But with the picture of just what Azariah Amaranth is after becoming ever clearer, and a third player in the form of a group called SAVIOR entering the scene, what will the MLE do next to ensure that they've got the situation under control? The Elementium, the Higher Plane that had once been hidden just beyond the veil in the Department of Mysteries, and the Deathly Hallows. The pieces of the puzzle have been identified, but what picture do they make? Today is Day 1 of Year Seven. Students have had time to recover from the Knight's attack, and are beginning to reluctantly return to the walls of Hogwarts. The safety of the school has been diminished, bringing up the question everyone must ask. Are you safe anywhere these days? It's up to each individual to decide their fate, where will you decide to go? You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. If you are interested in joining our forum as a role player, please take a look at the Joining HIRP Checklist (click me!) for an easy-to-follow guide on how to join! Click here to register! Await your email confirmation before you can post. If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| Magical Theory - Day 4, Period 2.; Emotions. | |
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| Sheena Ryan | Oct 18 2008, 09:40:40 PM Post #21 |
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| Alise de Chagny | Oct 18 2008, 10:57:05 PM Post #22 |
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Alise watched the less enjoyable emotions flash over the mirrors, and she had to commend the students for being willing to go against the grain. She almost wished she had done that, but she loved reliving that triumph from her first public voice recital. She didn't regret using that particular memory... She was so caught up in her own little world that she didn't notice the stray lightning bolts until she heard the new Ravenclaw girl scream in pain. As she was a mother hen type person, she rushed over without thought and leaned down next to the poor girl. "Cherie, êtes-vous bien ? I mean... are you okay? We should get you to the... She was going to help the girl get up and go to the clinic, but before she could, another stray bolt hit her directly in the back. She didn't scream in pain, but almost simultaneously fell over in a heap. She was narcoleptic, and with any sort of physical trauma or emotional spur, she could have a cataplexic attack. She appeared to pass out, but she could hear and feel everything. Her body throbbed with the pain from the blast, but her disease prevented her from reacting. No doubt they would assume she was unconscious. She hated this, but she supposed they'd freak out and try to help her. She wished she could tell them that she was fine, but she couldn't. ((Lol... is that too dramatic? You said you wanted something more dramatic...)) |
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| Julianne Johns | Oct 19 2008, 01:00:23 AM Post #23 |
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Jay looked up from her doodlings and calmly looked around the room. She was just about to continue drawing when she realised that two students were on the floor, and one student's robes were on fire. She quickly jumped up from her chair. "aguament" she shouted, pointing her wand at the fire the fire went out immediately but neither student was stirring. She walked up to the second student, who she didn't recognise at all Are you alright? she asked, kicking her on the foot to try to get some kind of reaction professor! she shouted, looking around anxiously for some help |
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| Tristan Nightshade | Oct 19 2008, 03:40:01 AM Post #24 |
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OOC - Much better. I was thinking Tristan isn't just having a bit of fun or getting into it, he's sort of become momentarily consumed by the emotions and is totally unaware of what his actions are doing. This is probably a decent lesson to make students aware of given the topic - your emotions can assist you but also hinder your work.BIC - Blue tongues of electricity continued to leap forth from his wand tip, striking the mannequin. Tristan's teeth were clenched as he saw Julian's face smirking back at him from behind the flames. The entire time the Professors' words swam through his mind: Curses...react to emotions like anger, sadness, pain That only caused him to sink deeper into the anger and hatred that was coursing through his veins, his attack getting more out of control as the lightning started to spread outward towards the others. Tristan had eyes only for 'Julian'. |
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| Morgan Black | Oct 19 2008, 07:38:39 AM Post #25 |
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Morgan entered the classroom without knocking. He had heard screams of pain, loud crackles and zapping noises coming from the classroom so loudly that he didn't see the need to knock on the door and enter with an apology for being so late to class. Closing the door a fraction behind him, Morgan stared in disbelief at the scene of chaos within the classroom. He ducked out of the way of a deflected strand of electricity which dented the door, causing it to ignite. Morgan patted his hands quickly up against the flames before they could spread and dispersed them. He almost laughed for some reason that he didn't know at the chaos. The professor is going to get in so much trouble for letting this happen. Morgan thought with a grin, glad that one of his least favourite teachers had the disfortune to be teaching the class. Morgan moved forward still, his smirk disappearing when he realized the two girls on the floor, one making the screams of pain whom appeared to have a painful scorch mark across the back of her robes. A string of guilt pinged at Morgan for smirking earlier, and he turned his attention back to Tristan, who was causing the bolts of electricity to spur off the mirror over the classroom. The bolts seemed to grow larger rather than smaller as time passed, and the look of anger--no, rage begin to grow more definite on Tristan's face. Morgan looked at the mirror, seeing no reflection other than Tristan's on it. It must be an enchanted mirror. Morgan thought with surprise. Slitting his wand out from it's holster hurriedly, Morgan flicked the tip of his wand in Tristan's direction. ''Wingardium Leviosa!'' Morgan said loudly and clearly above the noise of the bolts of magic, sending the mirror upwards quickly. The mirror spun to face the wall so that Tristan could no longer see whatever he had previously seen on the other side of the mirror. Morgan flicked his wand down quickly, letting the mirror rest against a cabinet in the far side of the room with relief. With that done, Morgan looked to the two girls that were collapsed sympathetically. He waited for the professor to act and ask someone to do something to calm the hectic situation. |
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| Emma Gray | Oct 19 2008, 01:01:44 PM Post #26 |
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OOC | haha at the "arousal" proposal. XD Emma blinked in shock as the two girls were attacked, gasping as she turned to Tristan. This can't really be him, he would never do something like this. Ever! She rushed to Morgan's side as he sent a spell towards the mirror, and suddenly it clicked in Em's mind. "Mon dieu," she whispered, glancing at Morgan with her blue eyes wide in shock. She stood motionless, watching the two girls. |
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| Charles Tortal | Oct 19 2008, 01:21:02 PM Post #27 |
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Charles settled down to being relaxed after he had yelled at the back of the class and Tristan had gone to use the mirror. His eyes were closed, his mind wandering around the room until he heard shrieks and yells echo to his ears, knocking his concentration out of tune. The professor's eyes shot open and he jumped to his feet, his wand already in hand. Flicking his wand three times almost simultaneously, a bolt fired at Mr. Nightshade's wand, ropes shot from the tip towards the boy's arms and legs, and Protego shields went up around the lightning controlled areas. Professor Tortal growled out of annoyance. Tristan Nightshade had plenty of promise from what had just showed and he just needed some motivation to assist in his downfall; whether or not he could be turned was all to be seen. Turning towards the wall to the entrance, Charles flicked his wand and a glowing, silvery basilisk shot from the tip and began to slither out towards the hospital wing to tell the healers of newly injured students. "Stay calm and levitate the injured students! We need to keep their bodies off the ground." |
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| Morgan Black | Oct 19 2008, 01:36:44 PM Post #28 |
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Morgan jumped back in surprise as the miniature basilisk slithered around him, glancing at it as it exited the classroom. He wondered why the professor had conjured the creature. Of all creatures, he picked one that couldn't speak to alert someone of the situation? Or perhaps it can. Morgan thought in reply to himself. "Stay calm and levitate the injured students! We need to keep their bodies off the ground." Morgan glanced back to the teacher again, then to the two injured girls. Realizing he still had his wand by his side, Morgan made almost the same gesture as he did with wingardium leviosa. ''Mobilicorpus.'' Morgan calmly said, his wand held towards the girls steadily as they lifted off the ground and turned to face up towards the ceiling rather than faced down as they previously were. Morgan moved towards the girls and crouched down, cocking his head to the professor. ''Shouldn't their wounds be pressed so they don't bleed?'' Morgan stuttered hesitantly, unsure of his words. He had been taught all about first aid in muggle school the previous year, but wasn't sure what to do in a situation in Hogwarts. There might have been an even better, magical way of sustaining the injured until help came. He thought it best to let the professor to decide on who did what and when. |
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| Sheena Ryan | Oct 19 2008, 02:47:30 PM Post #29 |
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Sheena opened her eyes and found herself lifted off the floor. She wondered what had happened and looked down at her arm. There was blood pouring from a wound there and she felt a wave of agonizing pain roll over her. The normally confident girl looked even paler than usual, and she felt like she was going to be sick. Letting out some low moans of pain, she felt like she was about to pass out. The last thing she remembered before blacking out was that her new robes looked burnt. |
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| Jennifer Brooks | Oct 19 2008, 03:08:26 PM Post #30 |
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Jenny turned instantly as yells and cries hit her ears from behind. Two girls seemed to be lying unconscious on the floor and one of the girl's robes was burnt. Jenny arched her eyebrows, her piercing blue eyes round in shock. She noticed Tristan standing near the entrance before rushing over to where the students were huddled around the two girls. Jenny folded her arms as one of the boys levitated the two unconscious girls. She shook her head. "No, I think we should just take them to the hospital wing…Right?" Jenny glanced at the professor and then turned back to the Ravenclaws hanging in the air. "Look, one of them's awake," she exclaimed nonchalantly, a hint of amused sarcasm was visible in her voice. A smirk was pasted on her lips as she pointed to Sheena's wide open eyes. |
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| Sheena Ryan | Oct 19 2008, 03:25:44 PM Post #31 |
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ooc: My char woke up for a second but blacked out again from loss of blood |
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| Morgan Black | Oct 19 2008, 03:46:05 PM Post #32 |
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"Look, one of them's awake," A blonde-haired hufflepuff remarked, pointing towards Sheena with a smirk. Morgan's lips reluctantly bent up into a smirk. He didn't know why, but the way she said the sentance, as if the girls were some kind of inferior animals made him almost laugh. Almost. Morgan thought, wiping the smirk off his face as he realized how cruel it was in the Hufflepuff saying such a thing. Morgan glanced back over Sheena. She seemed to be in distress as she swum into conciousness, and her throat and upper body seemed to pulse. Oh, she might choke on her own sick if she's facing upwards like that. Morgan thought, feeling guilty that he had put the girl in such a position. By a flick of his wand, the girls gently swayed through the air into the recovery position on the invisible blanket of air. Morgan glanced back to the Hufflepuff girl and considered her earlier words that the girls should be taken to the hospital wing. ''Well, I think it depends on if the Basilisk was merely notifying hospital staff that the girls would be taken to the hospital wing to prepare them or if it was alerting them of the situation and telling the staff to come to this classroom. But, if the girls were taken to the wing they could be healed as soon as possible. Or if the basilisk was alerting the staff, and their heading here, we should take the girls to the wing and meet the staff inbetween the classroom and the wing? They'll have no doubt brought some kind of medical supplies.'' Morgan paused, considering all he had said in such rushed words. ''Staying here isn't going to help them at all.'' Morgan frowned lightly, putting all he had said in more simpler terms. Waving his wand to the door, dismissing the fact that the Professor should be the one making the judgements in the light that it was an emergency, Morgan sent the girls hovering towards the door of the classroom out towards the Hospital Wing gently. Standing from his crouch, Morgan left the classroom quickly. |
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| Emma Gray | Oct 19 2008, 03:53:39 PM Post #33 |
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Emma watched the scene unfold with her pale hands on her hips, glaring at Jenny. She could detect the hint of amusement in her tone, and was slightly disgusted with her. Rolling her eyes, Emma snapped at the Hufflepuff. "Thanks for stating the obvious." But as Morgan left with the girls in tow, Em's attention was immediately directed to her friend, bound by ropes. They had been to restrict him, which Em understood...but what on earth could Tristan have been imagining to make him snap? Emma sighed and bit the inside of her cheek, glancing at the students, the board...the mirror. She shivered slightly, edging away from Professor Tortal's direct line of eye contact. So much for being calm. "Wait, Morgan, I'll help!" chirped Emma, exiting the classroom, yet having no intentions of helping Morgan. She needed to find her best friend. Fast. |
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| Alise de Chagny | Oct 19 2008, 05:26:12 PM Post #34 |
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Alise could hear all the chaos and turmoil going on around her and felt herself being lifted up by invisible forces. It paid to be a witch in times like these. She knew that there was another girl with her, and she wanted to yell at them to focus on the other girl and not on her. Obviously, in Alise's mind, Sheena's injuries were much more serious. She desperately wanted to say something, but her body was still limp and she wasn't sure how long it would take to come out of this state. She could almost cry with frustration, but for now she'd have to deal with waiting and hoping she could move and speak soon. |
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| Tristan Nightshade | Oct 19 2008, 07:28:03 PM Post #35 |
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Once struck by the Professor's spells the trance was broken and he was falling to the ground, completely unable to move. He heard his wand clatter to the ground at the back of the class as he lay on the cold floor, staring at the ceiling. The last few minutes were a haze to the Ravenclaw and he couldn't think what he had done to receive the two spells. He struggled vehemently against the ropes that bound him, "What the hell?!? Let me out? What did I do?" |
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| Charles Tortal | Oct 20 2008, 09:30:37 AM Post #36 |
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Charles sunk back into his seat and placed his wand onto his desk. The feelings of annoyance had since faded and now he was completely and utterly calm. Looking in Mr. Nightshade's direction, Professor Tortal curled his lips and slowly drooped his eye lids lower on his eyes. "Personally, I think that injuring 2 students isn't exactly in the Ravenclaw guidebook for being a good student, Mr. Nightshade. Because of your blind rage, Miss Chagny and Miss Ryan were both struck by lightning," Charles was bemused, but kept his face clear. "Tell me, what made you so furious?" |
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| Tristan Nightshade | Oct 20 2008, 06:19:52 PM Post #37 |
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Injuring two students! I would never! He struggled again against the bonds but again was unable to free himself. "What the hell happened?!" And yet the Professors' question penetrated his confusion, enough for him to focus on an answer. "Um...well...I was thinking about all the times I'd been angry, most of which involved Julian." At the mention of the name his eyes flashed red again, yet the lack of a wand and the ability to move canceled the rage in seconds. He looked up at the calm expression of Professor Tortal, the serene face pissing him off more than ever, "Can you let me up?! This isn't funny!" |
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| Charles Tortal | Oct 20 2008, 06:31:26 PM Post #38 |
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Charles sighed, picked up his wand, and waved it at Tristan. The ropes disappeared instantly and without a second thought, the professor dropped the stick to his desk once again. Anger was a great emotion when used in proportion; even the slightest frustration could be channeled into being a siphon of pain with the right molding. Popping his neck, Charles placed his hands behind his head and leaned backward. "You need to calm your bloody ass down, Mr. Nightshade." |
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| Tristan Nightshade | Oct 20 2008, 06:40:40 PM Post #39 |
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Something in his voice made him sit up and take note that he could no longer rant and rage or else he'd get into serious trouble. He got to his feet and dusted himself off before leaning against the nearest desk and eying off the Professor. "OK, I'm calm now. So what happened?" |
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| Charles Tortal | Oct 20 2008, 06:48:04 PM Post #40 |
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"You injured both Miss Chagny and Miss Ryan due to your blind rage. You were focusing on the target, but because of the spell you were using, sparks shot around from your wand and shocked the girls. They were carried off to the hospital wing just a few moments ago." Charles truly wanted to congratulate him, but that would make him out to be irresponsible and uncaring. He didn't want that. "Is there anything you'd like to share besides the images of Mr. Kahn riddling your emotions?" |
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