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1956 / Re: are you ready for this? | Astro
« on: 04/28/2019 at 18:59 »
Jane Belrose

11. 1st (maybe?). puff (maybe?).

Jane and Astro already met at camp, and they seem to be getting along well! I'd be open to some castle plots (:

Past Workshop Prompts / Prompt 2: Change
« on: 04/28/2019 at 18:49 »
Stage 1:

Stage 2:

It is all about the change,
With which I don't cope.

And yet it intrigues
The mind, the soul, the vessel.
It's time to adapt.

1956 / Re: Short and Sweet
« on: 04/28/2019 at 18:01 »
@Henry - Thanks! It was fun threading with you -- love to do it again sometime

@Lupin - Thank you! I'll put up a plot page... eventually >.>

@Lia - I'm enjoying the thread a lot too! For the most part, I like to read fantasy and a bit of Shakespeare here and there. I may have to take you up on that French offer sometime (;

@Robert - Hmm there's a lot of science subjects I like! In a broad sense, biology is my favorite, hence why I actually want to be a biomedical engineer. Astronomy/cosmology is a close second. The universe is amazing o:

Past Workshop Prompts / Prompt 3: Hidden
« on: 04/28/2019 at 17:15 »
Stage 1:

Stage 2:

Journal entry

The moment I walked into a bookstore in Diagon Alley, I knew I just had to purchase a book on magical creatures. The book only introduced me to a sliver of the massive wealth of knowledge I could one day possess. It gave an overview several creatures, but a particular one stood out to me, and that was the Bowtruckle.

Bowtruckles are tiny creatures that love to live in magical trees-- trees that are used to make wands, in fact. They are a peaceful species that like to stay hidden, much like myself, I suppose. It may seem strange, but I can identify a lot of my own traits in the creature... more so than I can in people.

There have been several times when I wish I could just dissolve into the crowd and become unnoticeable, much like how the Bowtruckle fades into the trees. I could be in solitude and not have to worry about messing up, not have to worry about making a fool of myself, and not have to worry about coming off as weird. It would just be me in the comfort of my own mind, where I know myself best and am not pressured to be someone I'm not.

I would just be me. Is that too much to ask?

1956 / Re: Ma Nouvelle Vie | Jane Belrose's Journal
« on: 04/28/2019 at 15:30 »
Cher journal,

It's almost time to go to Hogwarts. I knew this time was coming. I've been counting down the days, but the fact that it's finally here feels so surreal.

I can't help but wonder what the first few days will be like. What classes will I take? Which house will I be sorted into? How many friends will I be able to make?

I hope I'm actually good at magic. I feel like I'm at a disadvantage having not cast a single spell before, nor seen it in my everyday life like other students, but for some reason I feel like that's not a huge hurdle. Theoretically, everyone my age should be at roughly the same level, right? We'll all learn the same spells. It just boils down to how well we can cast them... which brings me to another question. Will I be better at some spells than others? I mean, obviously stronger spells will be more difficult to master, but will I be better at charms, or some other form of magic? It's actually fascinating to consider, but I guess I'll just have to wait and see until I get to Hogwarts.

- Jane Belrose

Past Workshop Prompts / Prompt 1: Torn
« on: 04/28/2019 at 15:21 »
Stage 1:

Translation: He who lives shall see // The future will tell

Stage 2:

I am torn.
My aunt implores me to hang onto my French roots.
I don't know what to do.

The decision was made from the start.
I am to go to Hogwarts, and yet,
I am torn.

France is what I'm used to,
But England holds so many promises.
I don't know what to do.

Should I follow my parents' wishes,
Or should I follow my own path?
I am torn.

Hogwarts is safe,
But Beauxbatons seems safer.
I don't know what to do.

I only want to do what's best for my future, but even that is a blur.
I am torn.
I don't know what to do.

1956 / Re: Ma Nouvelle Vie | Jane Belrose's Journal
« on: 04/25/2019 at 01:34 »
Cher journal,

I wonder if my parents knew about the werewolf attack before sending me off to Hogwarts. Honest to God, I really don't mind. Besides that, everything about the school seems safe, but I can't help but wonder how I didn't know before getting to summer camp. Aunt Aurélie definitely didn't mention anything of the sort, and I would bet my life that my parents would have thought twice about me going to Hogwarts if she said anything to them.

Is it possible the news somehow didn't reach France? I get that my aunt is a Muggleborn too, but she has a job as an alchemist for crying out loud! Surely she would have stayed up to date on the wizarding news and used that specific piece of information to convince my parents to let me attend Beauxbatons. I wouldn't even be surprised if she told me about the attack so I would tell my parents I wouldn't feel safe at Hogwarts!

Now, I'm intrigued about what really happened. I'm debating mentioning the werewolf attack in my next letter. My brain is telling me to fulfill my curiosity, but my heart is telling me not to worry my parents in case they really haven't heard about it yet. I'm really torn with this decision. Perhaps it would just be better not to say anything at all until I actually get to Hogwarts. Maybe then if something happens I should bring up the topic... or better yet maybe I should ask Aunt Aurélie directly.

- Jane Belrose

1956 / Re: not backing down | OPEN
« on: 04/25/2019 at 01:25 »
Astro came from a large family and seemed to be rather happy about it-- elated even. She asked if Jane was an only child, and the girl promptly nodded her head in reply. "Yup, I'm their only one." She honestly couldn't imagine being part of a large family. Even among her own, she hardly saw anyone other than her parents, though she was fine with that. The girl didn't particularly like this thing called 'socializing,' though she had to admit it would be nice to see others every now and then.

On the subject of Hogwarts classes, Astro confirmed that there was indeed one for magical creatures. She even asked if the professors would show them dragons. Jane began to open her mouth to reply, but then shut it closed. Was the fellow witch serious or was she making a joke? She was uncertain of how to reply to the comment, but luckily she didn't have to, for Astro remedied her statement and said that it wasn't likely due to the event that happened the previous year.

"It was a werewolf attack, right?" It would have been hard for someone to go around camp all summer without catching wind of the attack. Though Jane didn't know the specifics, even she could tell that it was a touchy subject. Talk about it ended as quickly as it aroused, but mentioning it here and there was inevitable. The Muggleborn couldn't help but wonder what exactly happened, but clearly if Hogwarts was still open then it didn't pose a threat anymore, or at least, that's what Jane hoped. "You don't think something similar would happen again, do you?"

1956 / Re: Les Catacombes de Paris | Open
« on: 04/25/2019 at 01:03 »
One of the boys introduced himself as Dev, and the other one as Sandy-- likely nicknames, though she wouldn't ask for their full ones. "Jane," she simply replied. With that minor formality aside, they could get on with their mini adventure.

The three campers lit their lanterns, with Jane and Sandy both being more careful than Dev. The catacombs were, well... She didn't quite know how to describe it. It wasn't what she was expecting. There was a very similar thing in the real France, though Jane had never personally seen it. She just didn't expect the summer camp to replicate the catacombs.

She lightly tapped her bottom lip as she peered at the bones. They couldn't be actual remains, could they? Being new to the magical world, she didn't know what was possible and what wasn't, but if pictures could move and talk, why couldn't a summer camp have fake (or even real) catacombs?

It was relatively silent as they looked at the bones until Dev spoke up. He was wondering who would make the map, and seemed to be stumbling over the word for doing such. "Cartographie?" Jane asked, slightly tilting her head to the side. Whatever he was trying to say sounded strikingly similar to the French word. She honestly had no idea if it was the same or not, but serendipitously the pronunciation was nearly identical. She just happened to say it with a French accent, albeit heavier than normal.

Realizing Dev had more or less directed the question about who had the best handwriting to her, she then felt obligated to do the job, especially since Sandy mentioned that it for sure wasn't him. "I can try, though it may not be as neat as you'd like." She set the lantern down and reached for the parchment. Girls were usually expected to have neat handwriting, but truth be told the only pretty thing was her signature, which she had worked hours upon hours of perfecting. Her fine motor skills were rather rubbish, resulting in sloppy penmanship (her notes in class were atrocious). Still, she had a very good memory and keen sense of direction. Hopefully that would more than compensate for her writing.

1956 / Re: speak friend and enter | open to younger years
« on: 04/23/2019 at 01:45 »
There was a party-- an actual party! Now normally, this wouldn't interest Jane. Being the introvert she was, mass amounts of people weren't exactly her thing. As a matter of fact, the mere mention of a social gathering was something she would have completely tuned out to; however, this situation was unique. This event was for the younger kids, and as much as Jane didn't want to admit it, she desperately needed friends if she wanted to make it through Hogwarts with her mind intact. Plus, this was a birthday party. She had caught wind that it was this 'Ren' person's birthday... though she had no idea who Ren was. Still, she had a small pile of cookies wrapped in a cloth to bring as a gift. That was a safe present, right?

Another neat thing about the party was that it was happening in Le Jardin des Plantes. Jane was a very outdoorsy kind of girl, so she was very happy about the location. In addition, when she arrived, it was set up to resemble a Hobbit hole! The witch couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. Tolkien was by far her favorite author. Unfortunately, neither the Lord of the Rings nor The Hobbit had been translated into French yet. Luckily, she grew up with a British mother so she could read the English version, albeit with a bit more of a struggle; her fingers were still crossed that it would come out in her native tongue.

Jane shyly crept inside the tent like the little animals she had come to love. There were but a few people, which unfortunately meant that she could easily be singled out. Why did she have to be so punctual?

Just as the Frenchie was mentally cursing herself for being like this, a girl with long brown hair approached her and introduced herself as Laurel. Jane gave a timid half smile before doing the same. "I'm Jane," she said, shaking the girl's hand. She was about to comment on the Hobbit theme when she realized there was a slightly more pressing matter. It was someone's birthday. Jane took a step forward and leaned in to whisper to Laurel. "That is Ren, right?" she asked, subtly nodding her head in the direction of the person Laurel smiled to before. She was pretty sure it was the same person, but she wanted to double check, just to be safe.

1956 / Re: Ma Nouvelle Vie | Jane Belrose's Journal
« on: 04/22/2019 at 15:50 »
Cher journal,

I feel awful. I didn't lie in my letter, but I downplayed everything. My parents know I don't do well in large crowds. They know I'm not good with change, and, well... I don't know if what I said will ease their mind, but I really don't want them to worry.

If my parents get nervous, then I'll just become even more nervous. I'm sure they won't be though, especially since I said how excited I am for Hogwarts. Of course that wasn't a lie, but I still can't seem to decide if I'm more anxious or more excited about the whole prospect.

Honestly, it's about an even mix of both, at this point at least. I'm most elated about the idea of magical creatures, obviously. Charms seems rather interesting as well! I believe that's the category most spells fall under at least, so it's doubtlessly a critical subject I'd have to learn at Hogwarts. That being said, what wouldn't be super important? I suppose I'd just have to figure out when I see the full class list.

- Jane Belrose

1956 / Re: Learning the Ropes | Henry
« on: 04/22/2019 at 15:18 »
Aside from learning how to correctly pronounce the school's name, there were a few other things to know about Hogwarts. Jane nodded her head as she listened to the things Henry listed off. Moving stairs, talking portraits, and good tasting food. She had heard a few things about that during her time at camp thus far, and recalled seeing moving pictures while she was in Diagon Alley, so the portrait bit wasn't too surprising.

"Got it, thanks," she said. She would try to heed Henry's advice and try to relax and have fun, though doing such wasn't exactly her forte when it came to school. It wasn't uncommon to find her up late at night studying, either to fulfill her interest at the time, or to learn more about a topic being covered in school.

It seemed the two's time had come to an end. After checking his watch, Henry said that he had to leave, but mentioned that he could be found around the camp, usually at the library or practicing Quidditch. "Bye, and thank you again!" called Jane, giving a slight wave of her hand as Henry walked away. The girl turned back to the gobstones and began fidgeting with them. Now to try and make them squirt out the liquid...

1956 / Re: not backing down | OPEN
« on: 04/21/2019 at 17:47 »
Jane was hardly surprised to hear that Astro was looking forward to Quidditch. It seemed to be a popular wizarding sport, but the young girl was particularly interested in it. The Muggleborn was too, as she was various other aspects of the wizarding world she had yet to experience.

Astro was also excited to learn magic and explore the castle. Evidently, she was the fifth person in her family to attend. "The fifth?" she repeated. The surprise was evident in her voice. Jane was the first to attend Hogwarts, but the second to attend a wizarding school. Her half-aunt attended Beauxbatons, but that situation seemed to be a rarity among Muggleborns. Regardless, the fifth person in a family was awing to Jane, but perhaps that wasn't so uncommon among Purebloods or even Half-bloods.

"I've heard so much, it's hard to decide. Quidditch seems fun, but I've also heard a bit about magical creatures. There is a class for them, no?" The girl had heard a few things about a particular class, though it was only from a few comments here and there. She had never sat down to talk to someone about it, but since she was talking with Astro who doubtlessly heard stories from Hogwarts, she supposed that now was a good time as ever to clarify, just in case she heard incorrectly.

1956 / Re: Ma Nouvelle Vie | Jane Belrose's Journal
« on: 04/21/2019 at 17:28 »
A letter written in French
Addressed to Mrs. Adelaide Belrose

Chère maman,

You said you would write to me over the summer, but I haven't gotten a letter yet. Is it because I'm at a magical camp and you can't, or is it because you'd rather me enjoy the wizarding experience? If it's the former, then I'm hoping this letter reaches you. Maybe you could ask Aunt Aurélie for help sending a letter back, but if it's the latter, I was really looking forward to hearing from you.

Either way, I really would like it if I got a letter back, though I understand if you can't. I'm still trying to figure out this whole magical nonsense myself, and I'm the actual witch here. Looking at it all, it seems so simple. You wave a wand, say a few words, and bam! Magic! Actually putting it into practice though... Well, to be fair I haven't had the chance to practice spells with my wand since it's banned unless you're in a dual, but considering I couldn't even figure out how to play a simple wizarding game alone, I don't like my luck.

Overall, camp is really interesting though. Despite not being able to use any real magic, I've seen a lot. Like did you know witches and wizards ride on brooms? It's not just in fairy tales! I haven't flown on one yet, but I'm trying to build up the courage to. It seems really fun, and I want to see what it's actually like to fly! If I don't end up doing so at Camp Loki, I'm sure I'll be able to learn at Hogwarts. Oh! And speaking of Hogwarts, don't worry about me. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous, but what Muggleborn wouldn't be? I may be anxious, but I'm thrilled all the same. The chance to learn magic is beyond my wildest dreams, and I can't wait to tell you all about it once I get there.

I'll be looking forward to hearing from you!

- Jane

1956 / Re: Learning the Ropes | Henry
« on: 04/21/2019 at 16:35 »
Henry thought it was fortunate of Jane to have an aunt to show her things about magic. He evidently was the only wizard in his family, so in that regard she supposed that she was lucky, but Jane couldn't help but only give a half smile in return.

"Yeah, I guess so." The girl's eyes drifted off to the side as she sheepishly rubbed the side of her arm. She supposed that she was indeed luckier than some Muggleborns to have a relative who knew magic, but her aunt wasn't exactly close to the rest of her family. The last time Jane saw her was only at Diagon Alley, which was attributed to her simply being 'too busy,' though Jane had a sneaking suspicion the reason the rest of her family hardly saw Aurélie ran deeper than that.

Speaking of the witch, Henry seemed to be curious about Beauxbatons, and thus where Jane happened to live. After all, it was very clear that she still had her French accent, and yet she happened to attend Hogwarts. She could understand where the confusion came from.

"I do live in England now, but I lived in France for most of my life," she explained. She still spoke French at home though, as it was the language she was most comfortable with. Maybe that was part of the reason she's been slow to lose her accent. Maybe not.

Jane began to absentmindedly twist a piece of hair around her finger as she came up with a question to ask Henry. "Is there anything I should know about 'ogwarts?" Despite how enthusiastic she was to actually attend and learn about magic, there was still so much she was anxious about. She was hopeful that whatever Henry said would quell her nerves. Even it if was only a little, some was better than none.

1956 / Re: Ma Nouvelle Vie | Jane Belrose's Journal
« on: 04/20/2019 at 15:19 »
This entry has notably worse handwriting
Some words end with letters being trailed off

Cher journal,

I can't think straight. The closer I get to attending Hogwarts, the more anxious I become. I'm literally shaking as I write this entry, but I have to get it over with.

Writing has always been therapeutic for me. Getting all my thoughts out on paper helps them to be sorted. I can read them over and understand my mind better than if I just kept all my emotions pent up in my brain. In fact, I'm pretty sure that's how I survived school in France. Without my journal, I'm not sure what I would have done.

I can't talk to people about my problems. I don't want to worry them and I don't want to feel like a burden either. It's not what most would call a healthy frame of mind, but I can't help it, especially since I'm around people I don't know well. Being home would be so much easier, but that's not really an option now. I'm the witch and I'm the one who wanted to attend camp. As much as I want to go home, I can't. Even if it was possible (which I'm sure it is under certain circumstances), I'd be too embarrassed to. What would my parents think? If I can't survive summer away from home, how can I survive Hogwarts?

- Jane Belrose

1956 / Re: Learning the Ropes | Henry
« on: 04/20/2019 at 02:13 »
It seemed that Jane had misinterpreted what it meant to be part of a house. While one might have several personality traits associated with the four houses, it boiled down to what they valued. If she really did value intelligence over another trait, then that would probably make her more likely to be sorted into Ravenclaw rather than a different house.

After Jane had mentioned that her aunt thought she would be part of Ravenclaw, Henry seemed to be surprised. He asked to clarify if her aunt was magical. To this, the girl nodded her head. "Well, technically, my 'alf-aunt. She and my father have the same Muggle mother. I didn't even know she was a witch until I found out I was."

She still didn't like the fact that she was hidden from the magical world for so long. Although it might have been law, it was an important factor in her family's history... to an extent at least. Important enough for her aunt to share more than she did.

"I guess I should be thankful I had her to take me to Diagon Alley, but other than that, she didn't show me much of the wizarding world. I think she's still bitter that I didn't go to Beauxbatons." Aurélie, her aunt, was very proud of the school, so proud in fact that she was offended about the decision for Jane to attend Hogwarts. She took it as Beauxbatons not being 'good enough' for the young Belrose, when in reality the choice was largely based on simply being closer to home, and yet Aurélie didn't seem to buy it.

1956 / Re: Ma Nouvelle Vie | Jane Belrose's Journal
« on: 04/19/2019 at 17:44 »
Cher journal,

As I read these past journal entries, I believe I've come to a realization. I... I think I've been lying to myself. I often find it difficult to recognize my own emotions, but this one in particular has been eating at me the moment I arrived at camp-- no-- the moment I found out I was a witch.

Don't get me wrong. The idea of Hogwarts is absolutely amazing. The potential to learn magic is beyond my wildest dreams, but there's something else. I think I'm scared.

All my life, magic was just a concept, and a fictional one at that. Everything is so different now, and the drastic change has been making me very anxious. I'm nervous to be sorted into a house that might not accept me. I'm nervous that I won't be good at magic. I'm nervous to be away from my family, but these feelings will pass, right? They always do... eventually.

- Jane Belrose

jane belrose

eleven. puff (hopefully). muggleborn.

Jane's a shy Frenchie who's nervous and excited about going to Hogwarts too. Seems like they could get along well!

1956 / Re: Learning the Ropes | Henry
« on: 04/18/2019 at 23:42 »
Henry saying that one's opinion mattered came as quite a shock to her. She assumed the hat was supposed to sort someone based on their personality alone, but it actually took into consideration a person's preference. As a matter of fact, the hat almost put Henry into a house he didn't want to be in, but he was able to discuss his placement and thus was put into Hufflepuff.

Jane wasn't sure how she felt about this. This was evident as a look of contemplation fell across her face. She felt somewhat at a disadvantage. Clearly, incoming students from magical families knew all about the different houses and which sorts of people were sorted into them. Jane did not, and she highly doubted she would get as solid of an understanding by the time of the sorting ceremony.

The boy once again asked her about thoughts on the house, to which she gave a shrug. "I have no idea, but my aunt said I seemed like a Ravenclaw. She called them 'les savants,' but intelligence can't be all there is to them." It certainly wasn't all there was to Jane, though there was no denying her adoration for academics. From what little she heard of the houses though, it seemed that she was a blend of primarily Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw traits. Frankly, neither was truly calling her name yet, but a Henry, a Hufflepuff, was the first person to actually help her out a bit at the camp. If everyone was that kind, she certainly wouldn't mind being sorted into that house.

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