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Lysander Stone

    (04/14/2019 at 13:14)
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The holly paintbrush remained focused upon Sandy's friend as the younger boy scampered away. Sandy continued to scowl. It could have been a lot worse for him. Sandy had been kind because he didn't want to hurt him for real.

Inside him burned a shameful little sliver of pleasure. Sandy didn't like hurting people yet he knew he had passed a milestone. He had never hurt someone with a spell before. The older students who insisted on giving advice had mentioned this. One of the Slytherins had used the word blooded. The word held dark meaning. Now that he had hurt someone on purpose, he was blooded.

The truest meaning of the term came to bear with chilling sureness. Sandy's cheeks were flushed pink with excitement. Steady drumming echoed in his ears. His veins burned in uncorralled rage.

Bea was not his oldest friend but she was his most true. He owned nothing he would not give her, and kept no secrets that she was not privy to. For someone to take hostile action against her - any hostile action, for any reason - was a grave offense. After Christoph had disappeared from sight Sandy watched the place where he had been for signs of renewed danger.

Without Chris posing a threat, and without Kieran to be here, there was only one proper person left on the block against whom Sandy would strike.

He took only one long step before launching himself in Ren's direction. The boy was far too far away to do magic reliably. Sandy needed to close the gap. The paint provided a fantastic surface along which to slide on one's belly. Then, in the split second when Sandy was within an arm's distance of the younger boy, he shot out his arm and attempted to grab Ren's ankle to bring him to the ground. [physical: Sandy act twice, 1/2 damage to Ren]

Darkly, he wondered if this was too alike to what Brooklyn Jones might have done. She was a true savage and a true duelist. She reserved nothing. Yet Sandy would sooner not act the way Brooklyn Jones acted.
Wear your heart like a crown.

* Lawrence Cole

    (04/14/2019 at 15:50)
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Ren still didn’t understand why the boy would rather be up on a ladder than down. After all, spells could hit no matter where he was, and someone could just try to knock the ladder down. And falling off the ladder didn’t seem fun at all.

“But there’s so much paint down here!” Ren called back at the boy. However, the boy’s wand seemed to work after that, lifting the girl’s wand out of her hand. The other boy didn’t like that very much though. Of course, when Ren had called them out for ganging up on the boy that forfeited, they retorted that ‘that was how duelling worked’. But now the boy was complaining about him going after the girl. Maybe it was because she was a girl?

He pondered for a moment though if there was something different about this girl. If it were Immy, Ren would get defensive, but that was because Immy couldn’t see. However, if Immy could see, he imagined she’d be the last person you’d want to face on the duelling block. She was definitely determined and had the drive to be dangerous on the block. This girl, however, didn’t seem to be anything like Immy.

“Well, if any of you want to, the paint’s really fun to slide in!” Ren attempted to go sliding in the paint again, this time feet first as if he were sliding onto a plate in baseball, hopefully, quick enough to give him more time to act and avoid others. [act twice, +1 agility].

the moments when you're in so deep
it feels easier to just swim down




* Beatrice Caulfield

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The blonde couldn't help but feel odd as her paintbrush slowly rose from her grip, and although she tried to hold on for dear life, the wand escaped her grip. Looking around, she spotted the culprit to be The Rook, yet before she could do anything, Sandy disarmed him. She watched the two talk from her spot on the barrel, until The Rook moved away, tail between his legs.

Whilst Sandy went after the Knight, though the least dangerous, Bea continued her pursuit of the Rook. Jumping off the barrel, and landing in a paint free area, the blonde started to walk carefully across the canvas until she spotted a bucket of bright blue paint. She, with aching arms from the past two thrown barrels, picked it up, watching bits of blue slosh from the the top and drip down onto her feet.

She looked around at the canvas, splodges of purples, pinks, but not enough blue at all. It was truly a disservice to the house she wanted to be in-- Ravenclaw-- and so, the blonde gripped her blue can, arms shaking. Bea tried to swing it, and throw the bucket of paint at The Rook (Chris), hoping that it would keep him from casting spells at her (and Sandy, if it came to it) anymore [damage].

Jeremiah Smallweed

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Round 5 Results:

A1. Christoph attempts to hide behind something. Success!
[Ref note: please be more specific about the object you interact with (e.g. a paint barrel or another duellist) in future. Failure to be more specific may result in the ref voiding your action!

A2. Lysander attempts to grab Ren by the ankle and trip him. He almost manages it, but Ren slips away before he can.

A3. Ren attempts to slide in the paint again. Success! He might not be duelling, but he's certainly having fun.

A4. Beatrice attempts to throw a bucket of paint at Christoph, but he manages to dodge just in time.



Round 6 of 7:

Beatrice Caulfield - 75%, disarmed, must use a physical action to rearm.

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Ren Cole - 77%, +1 agility, may act twice.

vs.

Christoph Grey - 71.5%, disarmed, must use a physical action to rearm, will dodge the next successful attack or for one round, whichever comes first.

vs.

Kieran O'Brien-Razi - forfeit

vs.

Lysander Stone - 55%
darling, don’t you see?
while this has been hard enough on you
it’s been hard enough on me

* Christoph Alexander Grey

    (04/15/2019 at 04:16)
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Chris was still awfully miffed about being the target of Sandy's disarming spell. But he didn't seem to have much choice here. He was now down here with Bea and had to worry about her and the possibility Sandy might not be done hexing him. He needed his wand. Peeking out from behind the object he hid behind the previous round he sees his wand. He sighs.

Chris runs out from behind his spot and Attempts to pick up his wand. [rearm] It was a calculated risk considering he was now exposed to further attack, but worth it if he was successful. His eyes scanning the immediate area for signs of danger.
Step on the glass, Staple your tongue.

* Lawrence Cole

    (04/15/2019 at 06:03)
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Ren grinned as one of the boys decided to slide on the paint as well. The boy reached out to him, but Ren hopped out of the way, undeterred. “See, wasn’t that fun?” He asked the boy excitedly. More fun than actually duelling.

Ren now turned towards the other boy. “Come on, the paint ain’t gonna hurt you! See, it’s fun?” Ren attempted to jump in a puddle of paint, hoping to make a distracting splash and get him pumped up more. [act twice, +1 str].

He turned to the girl, now. She’d been helping throw the paint, but she hadn’t actually played in it. “How about you? I’m sure someone can cast Tergeo to get it out of your clothes later. The point is to get messy though!” As if to prove his point, Ren ran towards some more paint. “Incoming!” he cried out, as he attempted to slide through the new blue paint on the ground. [dodge]

the moments when you're in so deep
it feels easier to just swim down




Lysander Stone

    (04/15/2019 at 17:46)
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Too slow. Sandy was too slow. His failure bounced around inside his blond head. The realisation that he was no better at duels than he had been last summer bit into his heart like a burrowing insect. He was supposed to be good at dueling. He had even won a bunch of duels.

The truth was that his victories had only been realised because of Imagine's actions. She had helped him in the final moments of the duel final rather than step up herself. Vainly he had convinced himself that a year of practice was enough to turn his leaden skill into gold.

His arrogance made the inside of his head burn ever more warmly. His conceit had been his undoing. Sandy was supposed to be a nice kid. He had reckoned that he knew his shortcomings, yet had fooled himself all the same.

Worse than anything else, he realised that he had set a terrible standard for the friendship which had begun to grow between Christoph and himself. He had chosen Beatrice over the boy. He would do it again in an instant but it ate at him that the potential lay within him to choose one friend over another. That was not who he reckoned himself to be. It was not who he wanted to be.

The bustling thoughts crowded his skull and grew louder than actual words. The boy he had tried to attack was moving his mouth but Sandy could not make out the words. Even his vision of the boy's grinning face was beginning to flicker as invasive thoughts swarmed and stung Sandy's brain. His eyes were cramping and the heartbeat in his ears was thunderous even over the buzzing between them.

The sensation was dangerous, he knew intrinsically. He also knew the sensation fled only when he isolated himself from others. He couldn't know peace in a classroom or in the great hall or at the quidditch pitch. Now, it seemed, even the dueling place was unsafe for the internal aching that plagued him.

Sandy fled the grinning boy and Bea and Chris and the meager crowd which had gathered to watch unskilled magic users duel. He fled all the way to the far corner of the dueling block to where a lone barrel, larger by far than the others, watched over the rest of the duel. Sandy wanted distance, and he got it. He lapped around the thing and hid himself far behind it.

His thin, boyish arms clutched at his shivering feet. Red and green paint traded places across his skin unnoticed. Sandy stared at a splatter of red paint on the canvas floor and attempted to center his shaky mind. [physical: +1 ability to Sandy, act twice] This was a duel - it was fun. Duels were fun. He wanted to be here.
its gonna take you people years to recover from all of the damage

Jeremiah Smallweed

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Round 6 Results:

A1. Christoph attempts to pick up his wand. Success! Christoph is rearmed.

A2. Ren attempts to jump in a puddle of paint. Success! He's having a whale of a time.

A3. Ren attempts to slide in the paint again. Success! He might not be duelling, but he's certainly having fun.

A4. Lysander attempts to center his shaky mind. Success! He's all focused now.



Round 7 of 7:

Beatrice Caulfield - 75%, disarmed, must use a physical action to rearm, one round missed, two until forfeit.

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Ren Cole - 77%, +1 Strength, may act twice, will dodge the next successful attack or for one round, whichever comes first.

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Christoph Grey - 71.5%

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Kieran O'Brien-Razi - forfeit

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Lysander Stone - 55%, +1 Ability, may act twice.
I promise tonight not to do no harm
I promise you, babe , I won't do you no harm
and we’re caught up in the crossfire
of heaven and hell

Lysander Stone

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It was a duel. Duels were fun. He wanted to be there. The words soaked into his feeble mind like water to a sponge.

He did want to be there. He could not imagine now that he did not. Some traitor-thing in his mind had briefly deceived him but now was silent. There was no way to be sure that it would not resurge as suddenly as it had retired and so Sandy rushed to make the best of what small time remained.

He strode from behind his hiding space and toward the center of the canvas 'block'. The wet paint which seemed to have spread further throughout the space made walking normally difficult; Sandy skated as much as he stepped. He almost lost his footing and scrambled to keep standing. Flecks of paint flew across the canvas and spread out the colours.

When finally he caught himself, he had vision of all the others involved in the duel. He had to act - to do something noteworthy in a duel where he was supposed to be challenging himself and becoming better at the pastime. The milestone had been passed. He was the kind of boy he had disliked so vehemently last summer - the kind that hurt people in purpose. Even in the context of a duel, Sandy knew it was the wrong thing to do.

He raised his wand at the boy who had done no harm and seemed the most morally upright of all those assembled. Ren was playing in the paint rather than dueling. Sandy wondered if he knew what he had signed up for when he agreed to duel.

First he attempted to quieten the roil in his gut at his own actions. Then he attempted to hurt the happy boy [Ren].

"Wingardium Leviosa! Incendio!"
I am as bright as the sun
I burn up all that I choose

* Christoph Alexander Grey

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This had definitely not been the most exciting dual on the face of the planet. However considering the people involved and what their skill levels were? That really should have been a given. He looked around at the other combatants and smiled victoriously as he clutched his recently retrieved wand brush. At the very least he wouldn't go out in this duo without his wand and he hadn't been eliminated. That was good right?

It was the final round and he didn't necessarily need to do anything at all. But the anger he felt about what happened to the round when he lost his wand still bubbled. Chris raises his wand towards Sandy and attempts to cast "Expeliarmous!" at the other boy hoping that his spell would hit true in retaliation for before.

He understood that it was probably a rather Petty thing to do. But in his family he had also learned the value of reaping what you sow. So vengeance would hopefully be his after what had happened to his wand.
Rule number two, just don't get attached to someone you could lose.

* Lawrence Cole

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Ren wasn’t quite sure how long duels lasted, but it had been going on for a while. Though no one had really been hurt much yet, as far as he could tell. The one boy forfeited, which was upsetting, but the other boys had picked on him.

He wasn’t paying much attention to what the others were doing. He heard the other boys calling out spells, and figured they were aiming at each other. Ren, however, was simply enjoying his time rolling around in paint, attempting to cover the remaining white spots on his clothes with brilliant colours and enjoy the paint while he could [+health].

He wished he had more time. He could stay here the rest of the day if they’d let him. But there were more duels after theirs. But who knew what sort of things were at Hogwarts. He’d heard the stories of all the hidden gems. And he imagined there were more. Like a room full of paint like this one. That’d be really fun.

“Come on, try it just once at least!” He called out to the others. While he was having fun, it’d be more fun with others. “You just gotta get to one end of the block, run, and- Geronimooo!” He called out as he slid in the paint once more. However, he was accidentally heading straight for the girl. “Watch out!” he called, trying to move out of the way, but wasn’t sure if he could control his movement through the paint enough and was afraid he’d accidentally run into her [damage].

the moments when you're in so deep
it feels easier to just swim down




Jeremiah Smallweed

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Round 7 Results:

A1. Lysander attempts to cast Wingardium Leviosa at Ren. The spell is successful, but Ren jumps out of the way before it can hit him.

A2. Lysander attempts to cast Incendio at Ren. Success! It's not very effective... 0% damage.

A3. Christoph attempts to cast Expelliarmus at Lysander. He casts it just fine, but Lysander is quick to dodge the attack.

A4. Ren attempts to cover himself in paint. Success! 3% health.

A5. Void. Action was unclear/not written as an attempt.



Final Results:

Beatrice Caulfield - 75%

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Ren Cole - 80%, -1 Resistance

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Christoph Grey - 72.5%

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Kieran O'Brien-Razi - forfeit

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Lysander Stone - 55%


Congratulations to

Ren Cole

for winning the duel!

The following characters will receive +1 bonus point to add to any stat in their duelling profile for the 1956-57 Duelling Tournament: Ren Cole, Christoph Grey, Lysander Stone.
« Last Edit: 04/16/2019 at 22:34 by Jeremiah Smallweed »
juliet, the dice was loaded from the start
and I bet, and you exploded into my heart
I can’t do everythin' but I’d do anythin’ for you
I can’t do anythin’ ’cept be in love with you

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