Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Dec 22, 2010 1:25:41 GMT -5
(OOC: for RP roulette, sorry i took so long.)
A loud bang echoed down the dimly lit hall of the dungeon. From the area of what sounded like an explosion, a girl in what appeared to be muggle clothes was lying unconscious. A few long moments later she stirred and began to sit up. She shook her head and coughed. What was the strange liquid she was covered in? It was thick and blue.
Her waist length hair fell limply as she stood up on shaky legs. Where was she? She felt around in her pockets for clues. A... stick? What the hell was that for? The girl waved it absently trying to imagine doing... something with it. It was strange. It was like she could picture it having some kind of use, but what was it?
She brushed as much of the liquid off as she could and began to wander the dungeon. Hopefully someone would be willing to help her.
Post by Amira Raines on Dec 22, 2010 11:49:44 GMT -5
Amira was prefect. It was the first round that she had to make. Hopefully, nothing bad would happen. One of the first places she went to was the dungeon. She hadn't ever been there. To be honest, she was a little frightened of the dungeon. Who knew what rodent could be down there.
She wore a pair of light blue jeans and a brown long-sleeved shirt. Her blond hair was down and stopped at her shoulders. Her pale fingers wrapped around the 11 inches Cherry and Unicorn haired wand at her side. It was always good to be at the ready, just in case something happened.
The Hufflepuff's white sneakers echoed in the dungeon. Then, there was a loud bang. Amira ran to where it came from. On the floor, she saw a girl covered in a thick blue liquid. The girl stood up shakily and Amira rushed over to her.
"Are you okay? What happened?" The blond asked. What was the blue liquid? Was this girl an alien? Amira's pale blue eyes gave a curious stare at the girl.
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Dec 23, 2010 4:33:31 GMT -5
Help had arrived or so she hoped. A blond girl had arrived clutching a piece of wood similar to her own. So everyone had one. They were too large to write with. Surely they weren't weapons, were they? Perhaps this place was dangerous. She held onto her wand just in case even though she hadn't the slightest clue how to use it or even that it was, in fact, a wand.
She replied, "I'm ok. I'm not really sure what happened. I can't remember much. Probably hit my head or something. Can you tell me what this place is? I'm not in prison am i?"
She caught the other girl's curious stare and quickly added, "Oh, uhh this stuff, I don't know why it's here. I might have been using it for something."
She looked around and noticed a half melted thing not far from her caked in the blue stuff. Perhaps she had used that. If so, it seemed it effected her memory. So many dangerous things. They were some sort of government project she just knew it!
She rounded on the other girl and demanded, "Who are you and who do you work for?! The White House? The Kremlin? Parliament? The Diet of Japan?"
Post by Asher Stone on Dec 23, 2010 12:33:17 GMT -5
The Diet of Japan.
She heard that bit last, and for a moment Asher had visions of darting Tofu with legs and big, grinning faces. Gosh. What a terrible thought. There were two girls down here, neither of whom Asher recognized. She frowned.
"Isn't the Kremlin where the Russian President lives?" Yay for random bits of information. Asher hadn't the slightest idea what the rest of it was. Probably spewage from a random rump raider class or something.
She seemed awfully paranoid, maybe even more than Asher herself. How funny!
"Maybe you accidentally made a memory loss potion. I do that all the time." This wasn't entirely true. Asher realized she had probably startled the both of them, popping up out of nowhere. What was this girl doing down here, messing with potions. Perhaps she was just a fellow Slytherin. That would make sense - the other one, wasn't she like a PERFECT or something, perfect - Asher looked at her in slight awe.
How did you get made perfect anyway? Maybe you had to go to EVERY SINGLE CLASS and be PERFECT in them.
Or something.
Man that would be hard.
"I'm Asher!" She shouted it. By accident. Oh gosh, now they would think she was weird, and would hit her with their sticks wands. That would just suck.
Post by Amira Raines on Dec 23, 2010 14:58:37 GMT -5
The girl said she was fine. That was good. Prison? Some other people probably referred to the school as a prison, but Amira did not. She liked it here. "This is a school. Firefox University. It is possibly a prison to some," she replied. The girl didn't know what the blue stuff was. The Hufflepuff lifted her wand and said, "Scourgify." The blue stuff came off the girl.
The girl began going on about Amira working for someone. The White House? Heck no. She was a Hufflepuff. Who knew what she would do if she was President. The Kremlin? Kremlin sounded like Gremlin. Those furry little creepy things in that one movie. She was not a furry creepy little monster. Parliament? It sounded like Parchment. She was not a piece of paper. The Diet of Japan? The blond looked down at herself. Did it look like she needed to go diet in Japan? This girl was not a nice girl. Amira looked back at the girl. She shouldn't have gotten rid of that blue crap.
A girl popped out of nowhere and began talking about Kremlin. The blond jumped. So, they weren't talking about furry little monsters. A memory loss potion? It made since. The random out of nowhere girl gave her a look of awe. She then continued to shout her name. Asher. She didn't recognize this girl. Not even in the common room. She seemed like a Hufflepuff, but she'd never seen her before.
"I'm Amira. Hufflepuff Prefect," she replied, "Do you know the antidote to this?" She had to. After all, she claimed that she did it all the time.
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Dec 24, 2010 15:23:16 GMT -5
She winced as Asher shouted her name. Name were good but not when destroying your eardrums. Must have lost her hearing in an experiment. Poor girl.
She answered the question, "Yes, that is correct."
The girl couldn't understand why Asher winced when she said The Diet of Japan unless... She giggled. It did sound like an odd Japanese food craze or something. Oh, what a name for her country's government. Wait, she was Japanese, right? Damn, she really did loose her memory.
Amira explained that they attended what must be a boarding school and then shot something called scourge or something at her and cleaned off the blue stuff, err 'potion'. Wow, so those sticks were a conductive medium for...for... Telekinesis? Super powers? Magic?! Before she could utter a thank you for the strange power used on her, the P girl (probably for 'prefect' in the huffing puff thing) took offense to the phrase diet of Japan.
"Huh?" She looked at her confused until finally it clicked. "Oh! No, no. You don't need a diet. You look great. The Diet is the name of Japan's government. It's where I'm from, Japan, not the government."
With both other girls having introduced themselves, it would be quite awkward not to do the same. What was her name again? She had the strangest feeling she knew of a Ryo somewhere. That was a boy's name. Maybe she was his sister. Yeah that was it! And if they were related maybe they had simmilar names because, well, her parents were lazy with names. Yeah, so if he was Ryo then she would have to be something close, something like...
"Oh, and by the way, I'm Ryoko. Pleased to meet both of you," she said with a small bow.
Post by Asher Stone on Dec 31, 2010 20:10:48 GMT -5
ooc: Herp I totally forgot about this thread, go me. :C
bic:
Red as a blushing apple, Asher stared at them both. Why was she yelling? If they hadn't been deaf before, they were likely deaf now. She resisted the urge to hide her face and run away crying. The Slytherin took a few deep breaths and leaned on the wall.
Did she know the antidote? What? Should she? Did she? Had someone appointed her some sort of potions master - mistress? what? - in the last five minutes?
Oh god oh god.
Prefect! Not perfect! Oh good.
Apparently the other girl had called the Perfect Prefect girl fat through telekinesis. Asher was beginning to think that she had been dropped in to some sort of alternate universe where everyone was a lunatic. Oh well. She sighed.
Ryoko? Huh, funny, wasn't there a boy named something funny like that in her own house? She thought she might have seen him, some time. Huh. Oh well. It must have just been a coincedence, or something, some sort of alien sending her weird vibes.
Yes.
"Uh. I can try?" Asher said hopefully, much quieter than her original shouting. She supposed she could always dump a few things in a vial and give it to her. At worst she could turn in to a hedgehog or something.
Hahaha, that'd be funny. Oh what if it had rabies? No. A hedgehog wouldn't do.
Asher pulled a bag down from a cabinet. "Hedgehog quills .... "
Post by Amira Raines on Jan 1, 2011 1:39:00 GMT -5
The girl said that Amira didn't need a diet. "You look great" is what she said. The blond started to like this girl. She started trying to explain the Diet of Japan. The prefect was so confused. Just smile and nod.
Her name was Ryoko. Asher said that she could try. How many times had she lost her memory exactly? She mentioned something about Hedgehog Quills. Amira didn't have much knowledge of potions, but they were Hedgehog Quills. Maybe she was going to grind it up or something.
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Jan 4, 2011 20:35:48 GMT -5
Asher looked on the verge of tears. So accidentally yelling isn't the most socially acceptable thing to do but it didn't make her a bad person. Without thinking about it, she hugged her.
"It's ok Asher. I don't hate you or anything. If anything, you and Amira are the closest I have to friends," she said moving back a little. Ryoko wasn't sure Asher was ok with the hug in the first place so prolonging it seemed a bad idea.
Speaking of Amira, she was being almost unusully quiet. Maybe the absurdity of Japan's governing body's name broke her brain or something. Might be a bit airheaded. She should probably puff less huffle. Huffle, street names for drugs just got weirder and weirder.
Post by Asher Stone on Jan 5, 2011 11:55:10 GMT -5
The hug startled Asher so bad she almost stabbed herself with Hedgehog Quills. That would have been terrible! Her hand would have swelled up and turned purple and what if it exploded.
Ew.
Ryoko's attack ended as suddenly as it had began, and Asher found she could breathe again. Timidly she began to pull down other things, going through ingredients. What had the potions lady said ... uh.
K.
Friends? Oh! Asher blinked and nodded. "Uh. Thanks?"
What was she supposed to say? I suck at this. Asher almost knocked up a vial of some purple goop and carefully set it back up right. Knocking over weird potions just sounded like a bad idea.
She sat quietly while it all stewed, what she had found, in a small cauldron. Tapped it with her wand a few times, and it spat sparks.
Oops. Was it supposed to do that?
.....Sure.
Holding her breath, Asher scooped some out in to a flask and held it out to the girl. "Um, this um. . . SHOULD ... get your memory back? Maybe?"
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Jan 11, 2011 3:07:18 GMT -5
"No problem," Ryoko said with a smile. It was nice to have friends. Especially when she had very little of an idea of what was going on. She wasn't fully sure she should trust the potion but she took it anyway. Ryoko needed her memories back! The girl gulped down the potion quickly. She seemed to space out for a moment before turning to Asher.
"Thank you. I remember mor..." she was cut off by a sudden pain that made her clutch her chest like she was having a heart attack. "What... did you do to me?!" That was all she was able to say before collapsing on the ground. She began writhing around clearly in agony. Suddenly, there was a horrible sound of bones creaking (maybe even breaking) and she changed before their eyes.
Ryoko's hair turned auburn and her eyes were a beautiful light blue. Her skin had taken an ugly sickly pale complexion and when the pain eased a bit she noticed her vision had worsened. Ryoko looked around for something that would act like a mirror. Part of the melted cauldron did the trick. She gasped. The girl could have sworn she now looked like a girl she knew from somewhere. Charms class? What was her name again? Well, it didn't matter because she was most certainly not her. Right? No, she was able to piece most of her time at Firefox together although there were notable gaps still.
Ryoko giggled, "Oh Asher, very funny. You mixed in polyjuice didn't you? Not sure why you chose this girl though. If you wanted to play a prank, I would have thought you would have made me look like you." The smile on her face vanished as she noted the change in her voice. Her voice when she had awoken had been a bit lower pitched. Did a polyjuice potion change a person's voice? Ryoko had never studied it too much so she didn't know. Odd though, a potion to look like someone else sounded very interesting. Why had she never bothered to look into it?
Last Edit: Jan 11, 2011 3:12:35 GMT -5 by Ryoko Kanagawa
Post by Amira Raines on Jan 17, 2011 11:20:54 GMT -5
(ooc: Sorry, I got mobbed with homework.)
Ryoko walked over and hugged Asher and said nice, happy things to her. Mean while, Amira was quietly watching so as not to distract the potion making Slytherin. Asher quickly finished with making and brewing the potion. She held it out to Ryoko saying that it should work. Oh boy. She didn't sound too confident. Hardly any confidence at all.
She chugged it down regardless. She acted like she remembered more, well, she said she remembered more before falling to the ground clutching her chest. Amira ran over and sat next to her on the ground, which was very cold, mind you.
The prefect's ears could hear bones cracking. That had to hurt. Her hair turned a reddish-brown. Ryoko reached for a part of the melted cauldron. Her eyes were such a beautiful bright blue. She began saying things to Asher about a prank.
"Ryoko, are you alright?" Amira asked hesitantly. The Hufflepuff's eyes were wide. She knew Asher probably didn't do it on purpose. It was the girl who accidentally shouted and almost ran away crying. It just didn't seem likely. The potion would most likely ware off in a little while. And if it didn't, they could always go to the potions mistress.
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