Post by Quintin Haynes on Aug 16, 2006 12:46:42 GMT -5
Quin thought it may have been one of his more genius plans ever, perched up in a tree in the Middle of Fenrir’s Woods, staring down at the ground and cackling his little jester’s heart out. But wait, why was Quin sitting in a tree acting like this? Let us go back a bit.
Earlier that morning, the Gryffindor had stolen into the Forest and gone deep inside, a smile on his face. He had a pack on his pack and a plan on his head, and by golly, he was going to do it! After the War, the place could use a little bit more cheer then it currently had! And this Forest, ugh, it was just so droll and depressing. It just screamed ‘Come in here and you will die in a boring and ugly way’. Now was that any way to have a forest on Firefox grounds? Quin didn’t think so, and he was all about making people smile and laugh. And how could the beings of this forest smile and laugh when they were surrounded by hideous trees that smelled like something had crawled in them and died! Thank goodness for Quin coming to the rescue on this one!
He had found his only group of trees, about 20 or so, and taken out his wand and gotten straight to work. Each tree was turned a neon shade of pink, a much better change from the ugly brown and green. The leaves were all turned a absolute hideous shade of Orange with purple stripes on them, making the entire area eye-smarting. But that wasn’t all. He reached into his pack and pulled out some magical scent used to freshen up rooms. Quin had taken that and sprayed it all around the trees and in the area until the scent was so pungent it burned the nose. And it was a bubblegum scent, sweet and obnoxious, enough that it made even his head roll. But oh no, Quin wasn’t done!
He had taken streamers and strung them from tree to tree, bright colors like blues and reds (no greens though, remember), making sure they stood out very well. On the grass he turned that a neon yellow, as well as all the other plants in the area. Quin then put his last masterpiece down, many many whoopie cushions fully inflated on the ground and covered with plants and leaves so that they couldn’t be seen. And voila! His job was done! The Gryffindor had scurried into a tree and sat there half laughing to himself in the completely hideous area of the Forest, grabbing a special surprise of dungbombs out of his bag for the first person who would walk by.
Of course, it was all in good fun.
Earlier that morning, the Gryffindor had stolen into the Forest and gone deep inside, a smile on his face. He had a pack on his pack and a plan on his head, and by golly, he was going to do it! After the War, the place could use a little bit more cheer then it currently had! And this Forest, ugh, it was just so droll and depressing. It just screamed ‘Come in here and you will die in a boring and ugly way’. Now was that any way to have a forest on Firefox grounds? Quin didn’t think so, and he was all about making people smile and laugh. And how could the beings of this forest smile and laugh when they were surrounded by hideous trees that smelled like something had crawled in them and died! Thank goodness for Quin coming to the rescue on this one!
He had found his only group of trees, about 20 or so, and taken out his wand and gotten straight to work. Each tree was turned a neon shade of pink, a much better change from the ugly brown and green. The leaves were all turned a absolute hideous shade of Orange with purple stripes on them, making the entire area eye-smarting. But that wasn’t all. He reached into his pack and pulled out some magical scent used to freshen up rooms. Quin had taken that and sprayed it all around the trees and in the area until the scent was so pungent it burned the nose. And it was a bubblegum scent, sweet and obnoxious, enough that it made even his head roll. But oh no, Quin wasn’t done!
He had taken streamers and strung them from tree to tree, bright colors like blues and reds (no greens though, remember), making sure they stood out very well. On the grass he turned that a neon yellow, as well as all the other plants in the area. Quin then put his last masterpiece down, many many whoopie cushions fully inflated on the ground and covered with plants and leaves so that they couldn’t be seen. And voila! His job was done! The Gryffindor had scurried into a tree and sat there half laughing to himself in the completely hideous area of the Forest, grabbing a special surprise of dungbombs out of his bag for the first person who would walk by.
Of course, it was all in good fun.