ChaRP! Witches of Windlewick - JULY Thursday 15th @ 12 NOON to 3PM Central

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WITCHES OF WINDLEWICK
THURSDAY JULY 15TH @ 12 NOON - 3PM CENTRAL TIME​

Welcome to the Windlewick College of Witchcraft! ...notorious party school. Look, they know they don't have the best of reputations, but what can you expect from an American college? At least they can boast a top tier education if you happen to be studying familiars, alchemy, and enchanting.

Lust is in the air as the traditional Spring Fling has been going on all week. Witches of Windlewick love a good torrid fling and this year's theme for the yearly ball is Snakes and Demons, so throw on your snakeskin pants and your demon horns, things are about to get real weird. Sorry boarding school teens! This party is for our over 18 students and faculty!

But something wicked this way comes, lurking in the shadows and waiting for it's moment to strike.


EVENT INFO


WHO: Everyone is invited! Character Bios/Pics are not required, but totally encouraged! Post 'em if you got 'em.

WHAT: This is a "sequel" to The Witch's ball and Witches Gone Wild! Same universe but you don't have to be from the last one or play the same characters unless you want to. It's a modern setting where magic and supernatural is unknown to most of the world. You are most likely a witch or some sort of magical creature. You might be here for the ball, you might be here to study or teach, you might be here to buy some mushrooms. The sky is the limit?

WHEN: JULY 15TH - THURSDAY @ 12 NOON CENTRAL TIME. Ending @ 3PM.

WHERE: Join us in the WITCH'S BALL chat room. You'll find the link to our chats in the CHAT tab when it's time to play.

HOW: This is a ACTION SETTING WITH IMPROVISATIONAL GAME MASTERING. That means the object of this roleplay is to interact with other characters, and from those interactions I will create a plot and story around you. There will be action moments, where strange events will happen and your characters will have to work together to resolve it. With this ChaRP "lol random" behaviors are discouraged -- what your character says and does will have in game consequences, so choose wisely!

My roleplays are always NEWBIE FRIENDLY so even if you are terrible at roleplay or have never participated in a ChaRP before, this will be easy for you to get involved in. :D Ask questions, let me know when you need help. I often give tips and direction out of character in the main chat room when people need a little direction.



EASY CHARP TIPS!


Try to show up a good 10 to 15 minutes before the ChaRP is to begin. That way you can read up on any important info, and it makes it easier for your GM to know how to start off the ChaRP when there's a head count.

Don't worry if another player is doing something similar to your idea. DO IT ANYWAY! Similarities and things in common happen in real life too. Everyone also plays differently, so two characters who are both "sweet and shy" will still end up being totally unique people. Two assassins could create a fun and interesting conflict!

Talking to other players about their character before the roleplay is a GREAT way to create connections and background for your own!

Post SHORT AND FAST. Charps are very quick pace and contain a LOT of players. Players can't wait 20 minutes for you to write a wall of text, and if there's too much text they won't be able to read it fast enough and will MISS details. If it takes you longer than two minutes to type your post, you are taking too long and might get lost in the action. This is an exercise in quick and concise writing!

Make sure your character name is mentioned in every post, close to the start of it if possible. This is especially helpful when there's many players, so we know who is playing what character.

Like in Real Life, a character may not be able to acknowledge or notice your character immediately because they are engaged in doing something else. (For example a new character walking in to the room, but the other characters arguing about muffins and do not see them.) Don't get discouraged if you go can't get someone to interact with you right away. Just keep posting and doing actions with your character, or even approach others who also seem to be idle and it WILL happen.

Do not take events in the roleplay personally or assume that bad reactions are because they think you/your character sucks. Everyone is playing a character and reacting to things as their character would!
 
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Name: Amelie Morganwg

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Age: 17

Appearance: Disheveled, dresses in a hodge-podge of Bohemian, Renaissance/Fantasy, and Steampunk apparel and accessories. Sure it's the modern age, but hoodies and jeans are sooooooo boooooooorrriiiiing!

Personality: Eccentric and random at times, Amelie usually maintains a low-key deadpan demeanor. She greatly favors libraries over parties.

Background: Amelie was born into an old (some might say too old) magical family. The Morganwgs have been resting on their ancestral laurels for generations, but Amelie's parents and grandparents expect "great things" from her. Thus, she has proved to be something of a disappointment, since she has reached the age of 17 without acquiring a Familiar.

Their displeasure was compounded when she returned from the Witches' Ball without a Familiar. Her protestations that she had gotten one, sort of, before she set the poor guy free, were to no avail.

And so, instead of being sent off to some hoary, prestigious, exclusive magical institute of the sort Morganwgs were supposed to go to, Amelie found herself at Windlewick.

Talents: Alchemy, geomancy, ceremonial magic, creation of magical items

Weaknesses: Theurgy, combat magic, egregore creation, spirit work
 
This charp has officially been rescheduled for Thursday July 15th at a new starting time of NOON CENTRAL to 3PM to accommodate my new household!
 
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Millicent Messerli
Position: Professor of Alchemy and Potions

Age: 31

Appearance:

Millicent is a statuesque brunette who moves with elegance and purpose. If the subject matter is something she is well-versed in, or a1626193699638.png situation for which she has a plan, she exudes command presence and a take-charge attitude. If it is outside of her expertise, she presents as calm and nearly unreadable, and will defer to someone else if she feels they are better suited to lead. Thus, she can go from room-filling charisma to fading into the background and back again at the drop of a hat.

When something truly catches her interest, she goes at it with an intense "the game is afoot!" attitude. When she is in this state, Millicent becomes single-minded, almost to the point of obsession.

Without really intending to, she exudes a degree of aloof seriousness that tends to make her somewhat unapproachable.

She usually wears her hair in an up-do, and dresses in Victorian style unless the situation calls for formal wizard robes. She never wears modern clothing. Millicent normally includes multiple jewelry items in her ensemble, such as broaches, hair pins, necklaces and rings. These items are either enchanted, or conceal tricks of potioneering, scientific chemistry, or other mechanical gadgetry (such as lock picks or a multi-tool) useful for getting out of a jam.

She has no tattoos, scars, or piercings save for a single piercing on each ear.


Personality:

Millicent is insatiably curious, and is out to explore with every tool available to her. She loves both the mystic arcana of the magical world and the scientific methodology of the outside world. She pursues knowledge with a single-minded intensity that tends to get in the way of her social life. She employs every method of knowing available to her, from magical theory to divination to ancient texts, to methodical experimentation, to chemistry and physics.

She loves to invent new things, whether it be experimental magic and potions, magical items, or unusual contraptions. Her works exhibit meticulous craftsmanship and care. Her experimental magic is elegant and parsimonious, and her experimental methodologies are always careful and comprehensively thought out.


1626194180539.pngMillicent prefers to thoroughly plan things out and be prepared for contingencies, but she's also good at improvising and tries to always have a few tricks up her sleeve just in case. Presented with a confrontation, she greatly prefers employing her wits to the use of force. If she can't talk her way to a resolution or employ some clever combination of magic and science, she will usually seek to "escape with panache." Straightforward combat is always her very last resort.

While she is not exactly antisocial, she doesn't seek out social situations such as parties, pubs, dances and the like either. She tends to stay out of social drama, and most of her time is spent in a solitary quest for Mystery and creative accomplishment. She does not go abroad in search of monsters to destroy or meddle in people's lives, but if the monsters come her way or she is asked for assistance, she will step up to help.

Millicent is proud of her Technological (non-magical) heritage, and of the things ordinary people have accomplished without magic.

In the classroom, she maintains a strict, no-nonsense demeanor, and is famed (and feared) for hosting the most challenging classes at Windlewick. She is not cruel or capricious, but she has zero tolerance for goofing off or slacking. The arts of alchemy and potions are dangerous if practiced in a slipshod manner, so Millicent will have none of it.

Background:

Millicent was born in Munich, Germany, to a pair of scientists; her mother, a physicist, and her father, a biologist. Both parents rewarded her curiosity, and by her eleventh birthday, she was already a fully-fledged science nerd. She'd had a few peculiar experiences with accidental magic, but she could not produce effects to anything approaching a scientific standard of repeatability, or even be sure she was the cause. Because of this, she also developed a "forbidden" interest in the paranormal, though the books she'd been able to find on the subject failed to make sense of her experiences.

On her eleventh birthday, a most peculiar visitor came to her home. A man claiming to be, of all things, a Wizard. Naturally, her parents were skeptical, and insisted the man remove himself from their doorstep at once. Millicent was skeptical as well, but took a more pragmatic approach: test the hypothesis. To their astonishment, the man was, in fact, able to violate several well-established principles of physics. His reason for coming was more surprising still: to bring the news to Millicent that she was also gifted with magic.

After some testing to uncover her talents and aptitudes, she was accepted into the Heidelberg School of the Hermetic Arts, a prestigious German school for young witches and wizards. During her off time, her parents provided her with tutors so that she would not be deprived of the educational opportunities of the outside world. Though she eagerly dove into her studies, her tendency to experiment with combinations of magical and mundane learning often got her in trouble with her teachers.

This became an even bigger problem for her when she entered college. Though she did successfully graduate, she was not welcome in the hidebound world of Central European magical academia. After some struggle to find work, Millicent was finally accepted in a faculty position as Professor of Alchemy and Potions at Windlewick College of Witchcraft in the United States, after her predecessor suffered an unfortunate accident involving Aqua Regia and a spagyric of Mandrake.

Though Windlewick has a somewhat...dubious reputation, Millicent takes it as a point of pride that the college has become known for offering a top-tier education in alchemy and potions under her watch.


Talents: Alchemy, potions, chemistry, crafting of magical items.

Weaknesses: Magical flight (broom, flying carpet), divination, has difficulty "getting" jokes and "letting her hair down." Her intensity can be off-putting at times, and she has a tendency toward overconfidence.

Familiar: Auset, a djinn who usually takes the form of a Maine Coon cat.
 
Yaaaay this charp is todaaaaay!
 


  • Diana:
    You are a student or faculty member at the Windlewick College for Witches and Wizards and it's time for a spring fling party! This is a magical modern fantasy setting.


    Today at 9:34 AM


  • Diana:
    KEEP IT SHORT, WRITE IT FAST! Long posts mean details can be missed, and taking too long to write means you might miss action! Try to keep posts to 10 sentences or less and don't take longer than 5 minutes to post.


    Today at 9:34 AM


  • Diana:
    Write your CHARACTER NAME with every post so we know who is playing who! You can make use of colorful bbcode to help differentiate your posts from others.


    Today at 9:35 AM


  • Diana:
    My roleplays are always NEWBIE FRIENDLY! Don't worry about making mistakes. If you ever get confused I'm in the main chat room to help point you in the right direction!


    Today at 9:35 AM


  • Diana:
    Finally, Game Master Posts are in this bright bold yellow. Pay attention to those because they are guiding the story and hinting at what you should do next.


    Today at 9:35 AM


  • Diana:
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    Today at 9:35 AM


  • Diana:
    It's a beautiful spring day and the Windlewick Spring Fling Ball is underway! The theme of this adults only part is SNAKES AND DEMONS because... spring snakes? Who knows! The party planning committee likes to get creative. The main party is held out in the courtyard garden where the bushes, trees and flowers are all beautifully bloomed. It's dusk, so the sky is a lovely gradient of oranges, pinks, and purples. Fireflies are starting to appear. There are cardboard cutouts of demons and snakes setup everywhere, some with hastily painted party hats on.


    Today at 10:46 AM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    Millicent looked up from a bubbling retort at the sound of a voice. "What?" It took her brain a moment to pull itself loose from her work and gather that Mr. Conway, the Sigil Magic instructor who was leaning in through the door to her laboratory had said, 'Are you coming?' "The Ball," he said. "Snakes and Demons?" That would explain his red satin robe and the Baphomet mask he now had pulled up to sit on the top of his head. "Mmm," Millicent replied. She looked back at the retort with a hint of a scowl. The precipitate at the bottom was stubbornly ash-gray instead of pure white...again. "Come onnnnnnn, live a little! No students, no responsibilities, just a night of harmless fun! Windlewick is good at parties, you know." Millicent raised an eyebrow. "Didn't they summon an extradimensional crocodile at that palaver the students had awhile back?" "Well yes, but..." Conway said, realizing he wasn't going to win that argument. "Have you ever even been to one of our parties? Boldly go where no Ms. Messerli has gone before?" Well I suppose he's got me there, Millicent thought. Perhaps a bit of frivolity might be worth exploring precisely because it was not the sort of thing she would normally do. "Very well, I will be right down. Give me a moment to dispose of this," she said, turning off the burner.


    Today at 11:12 AM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Why was he here?


    Today at 11:15 AM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric stared around at the party decor and groaned quietly to himself. This shit again. Why? WHY? He groaned softly and tried to find a quiet corner. He wasn't even sure how he showed up this time, but... he at least hadn't been in the middle of anything but a nap, this time.


    Today at 11:16 AM

  • Diana:
    Speaking of interdimensional alligators, there seemed to be a gator at THIS party too, but he is just a normal gator and was invited. Presently he was hanging out in a pool and wearing a party hat as well. There was a sign next to him that said "chicken nugz only pls."


    Today at 11:18 AM

  • Mglo:
    "Hell yeah snakes and demons for adults!" Dyssa said as she entered the courtyard, "I know what sexy demons look like but sexy snakes?! Bring it on!" She chugged from a recently opened bottle in her hand. Her nails were painted black and claw-like and she wore rings on every finger. She obviously cut her own hair because it was a choppy, wild and uneven mass of red hair.


    Today at 11:30 AM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    A short while later, Millicent drifted into the courtyard. She didn't have a costume, but she wore an emerald green gown with a corset scaled with the shells of iridescent-green jewel beetles, the closest thing she had to something resembling a snake (she had nothing remotely demon-like in her wardrobe). Feeling a bit more like an observing naturalist than an actual party-goer, she spotted a young man she hadn't seen before in a corner looking distinctly like he didn't want to be there. Before she could head his way, Amelie hurried into the courtyard looking a little more disheveled than usual. Amelie looked around, spotted him, and quickly went to him. "Eric? I...had a feeling. I guess we're still sorta connected. You alright mate?"


    Today at 11:33 AM

  • Diana:
    Anyone looking for sexy snakes were pleased to find that is a Sexy Snake Pool setup! Of course, all the snakes are just harmless corn snakes also wearing tiny hats, but it's the thought that counts.


    Today at 11:34 AM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric blinked in surprise at the sudden approach, then offered a little wave. "I... I guess. This time I was napping when I ended up here..." He absently rubbed at his arm. "Um... You alright?"


    Today at 11:35 AM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Me?" Amelie said. "Yeah, fine. I'm almost used to this place," she deadpanned. Ironically, the getup he'd had on when she'd first seen him would have been perfect for this shindig. "Sorry you keep getting dragged into our world of magic and wonder," she said. There might be plenty of Normals who would be delighted, but Eric didn't seem to be one of them. "I think this party's supposed to be for the teachers." So far no one was shouting "YOU THERE! GET OUT!" but Amelie had not failed to notice the presence of Ms. Messerli, her favorite teacher, of her favorite class, and also her hardest. In short, the one teacher she wanted least to annoy. "You want to get out of this place, or stay and watch the farce?"


    Today at 11:45 AM

  • Diana:
    The teachers certainly didn't care what students showed up, as long as they were the adult students! Now that the sun had set, the garden candlelights flamed to life. Casting lovely flickering shadows and an ambience of sinister romance. The music for the evening was a lot of violin and strings. The snakes love it.


    Today at 11:48 AM

  • Mglo:
    The snakes were cute but not the sexy her wild imagination had spiraled to. With a shrug she stepped away from the Sexy Snake Pool, taking off her jacket to reveal a skintight snakeskin-like shirt with randomly placed cutouts. The combat pants and boots didn't match as the shirt had taken all her attention span to put her efforts into. "Let's dance bitches!" Dyssa screamed at no one in particular and then began an incantation that was supposed to summon an Aurora Borealis in the sky except the ingredients had mixed and battered a little in her pants pockets and she'd uttered an "oh shit" somewhere in between the vocal spell as her drink had spilled. The result of her conjuring began to develop into a not Aurora Borealis in the sky.


    Today at 11:48 AM

  • Diana:
    The "Not" Aurora Borealis became a cloud of rainbow sherbet and landed on the alligator pool. The gator that is only supposed to eat chicken nuggets was now having a delicious aurora sherbet. Someone nearby shrugged. It'll be fine?


    Today at 11:51 AM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "Um. Usually if I stay at the party, I get to go home, so..."


    Today at 11:53 AM

  • The Mood is Write:
    A massive sherbet dropped into a pool nearby, and Eric yelped in surprise as he got splashed. "Ah!" And then he noticed the gator. "AAH!!" He jumped very nearly into Amelie's arms.


    Today at 11:54 AM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    Millicent gave a subtle lopsided grin at Dyssa's antics, and their effects. The other teacher certainly seemed to belong. Millicent herself? Well, party spells and dancing were decidedly not her area of expertise, so she drifted to the edge of the courtyard under a tree from whence she could observe the others.


    Today at 11:55 AM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Wha--oh," Amelie said, catching Eric by instinct. Is this weird? she thought, suddenly and unexpectedly having a guy in her arms. "Don't worry, those are just regular sherbet-eating crocodiles," she said. "They had Elvis flamingos for New Year's."


    Today at 11:58 AM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "I guess we could dance or something," Amelie said. "If you want."


    Today at 12:01 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric felt like he and Amelie had become Shaggy and Scooby with this pose, but it felt... weirdly safer?


    Today at 12:02 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    He didn't understand, but whatever. A dance? Sure. "Y... yeah... I doubt I could dance with... any of the old people here."


    Today at 12:02 PM

  • Diana:
    By this time in the party, a good deal of the elder students and faculty had partaken in the party-punch, which was definitely heavily spiked. Smoke machines had kicked in to give the party a cool smoky fog vibe to go along with all the candles and fireflies. The effect was trippy, neat, but also paranoia inducing... Some of those shadows off the demon cardboard cutouts almost looked alive!


    Today at 12:08 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "I sorta meant with me," Amelie said, "but hey, Ms. Messerli isn't old," she said, hiking her head toward the Alchemy professor. Who was probably also the least approachable woman in the room, and Amelie couldn't really imagine Eric summoning the courage much less the interest. But then, he'd eliminated Amelie herself from consideration pretty hardcore. She had to will herself not to feel insulted. The poor guy probably didn't need any girl-drama in addition to being yoinked into Magic Party School against his will.


    Today at 12:10 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    He blinked. "I... I meant I would dance with you," he corrected, face bright red. "Just um... I'm not a good dancer? I haven't done it before..."


    Today at 12:14 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "That's a relief," Amelie said. "Me neither. No one's gonna see us in all this smoke anyway," she said, feeling a little jolt as she took his hand to lead him out to the dance floor...well, center of the courtyard. The fact of the matter was...she did feel a connection to him. Sometimes she would feel a hint of happiness or sadness or some other emotion, like a feeling whispered into her ear. It took her awhile to figure out that they were coming from him. And, unlike a lot of the guys around here, he wasn't in a constant state of drunkenly trying to get into her pants, or those of any other girl or boy they could get within 'seducing' range of.


    Today at 12:25 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric nodded and let her lead the way, then listened to the music a bit and watch around to see what other people were doing. He was going to screw up, he was sure, but he'd at least try. After all, Amelie was there for him and he wanted to have fun with her, even if he didn't like parties.


    Today at 12:27 PM

  • Diana:
    There was a strange smell in the air, something akin to the heavy scent of roses trying to mask rotten eggs. But with many people now getting jiggy on the dance floor, who cared! The fog and smoke swirled around, strangely as if it had a purpose and destination. It even almost felt solid and warm when it brushed against an ankle or calf here and there.


    Today at 12:29 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "Ah!" Eric jerked his leg away from whatever he felt. "Something touched me..." he said, his tone worried as he looked around to try to spot it.


    Today at 12:31 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    Millicent watched Amelie take the young man out to the dancing area and fade into silhouettes as they became enveloped in the mist. Amelie wasn't technically an adult yet, but she was one of the more mature students in the school and...well, if she had permitted herself to have biases, the girl would be a 'teacher's pet.' She wasn't a troublemaker at any rate, so Millicent decided to overlook the one-year deficit in her age, and let her enjoy the festivities untroubled. Well, I suppose I should...join in, she thought, heading out to the dance floor to a relatively Dyssa-adjacent space. Not being a dancer, she limited herself to swaying in time with the music. "Having fun yet, Professor?" she said.


    Today at 12:36 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Wha?" Amelie said. "Really, Windlewick, Really?" Somebody tell me how a flubbed Aurora Charm conjures a Mist Groper or whatever, she thought. Why can't I have just. one. dance. without some bonkers existential crisis coming along to ruin it? "Weird stuff happens here all the time," she said. "Maybe it'll go away or bug somebody else."


    Today at 12:41 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "I... I hope so. I don't really like... being grabbed at random. It makes my heart go nuts..." He scratched the back of his neck and swallowed awkwardly. "Someone's wearing a lot of perfume, too... I... Sorry, I'm complaining a lot. Um. How do you... dance?"


    Today at 12:47 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Uh..." Amelie said, "somethingsomething move to the music? I dunno, I could tell you how to make the White Stone of Alchemy, but I coudln't tell you how to do the hustle if my life depended on it. But hey, I can't critique you either, so there's that." Amelie started trying to follow her own advice, resulting in some rather awkward dance moves. Thankfully, none of her fellow students seemed to notice her presence, much less activate Point And Laugh mode.


    Today at 12:57 PM

  • Mglo:
    Dyssa had been dancing wildly on her own for a while. That punch had really taken if up a notch and turned the cute gathering into a banger. Heck, even her accidental sherbet had been better than anything else she'd tried to cook up in the kitchen. "Hell yeah!" she replied before taking note of the speaker. "Oh snap, Millicent you naughty girl! Glad to see you joining one of these shindigs. Whole faculty worries about some mold growing on you instead of that stuff you got in your madwoman lab or whatever," Dyssa flailed making a dance out of waving some fog away from her face.


    Today at 12:57 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric tried to mimic her moves, but... he was worse than she was. This was his first time dancing like this. "Is this how you do it?" He was _so_ not on beat.


    Today at 1:00 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "...Well, theoretically motion is supposed to be entrained to the rhythm, but I don't give a fuck if you don't," Amelie said. "I dunno, have fun? I think that's supposed to be the utility function of parties, but I'm the girl that's normally in the library instead. I'm...actually enjoying this, if that means anything."


    Today at 1:06 PM

  • Diana:
    Quite suddenly the gator full of aurora sherbet let out a huge BEEEELLLCH. For a startled second a few people were reminded of the last Windlewick party, but the party gator settled back down in his pool. What everyone failed to notice was several of the cardboard demon cutouts were no longer in the places where they were originally set. In fact, several shadowy cardboard demons were now swaying and swishing along with the foggy mist.


    Today at 1:06 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "It is... kind of fun. Libraries are good, too. I work at one." Eric nodded, then paused and squinted. "Hey um... no, nevermind. They're probably just enchanted to do that..."


    Today at 1:08 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Mold?" Millicent said. "The faculty needn't worry about that. I do take care of my hygiene. Wait--did someone cast an animation charm?" she said, noticing movement from one of the demon cutouts.


    Today at 1:09 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "I SENSE DEMONS!" an old an shrieked—wait, wasn't he the same fucker who led to Amelie summoning Eric as her familiar!? "DEEEEMONS!"


    Today at 1:10 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    *old man


    Today at 1:10 PM

  • Mglo:
    "Listen, I botched the Aurora charm so I'm not gonna judge someone for doing some paper puppet show during a sexy snakes and demons party" Dyssa continued her motions but then heard the shouting. "Oh, did someone invite some demons? Better be some sexy ass mofos amirite?!" Dyssa went for a high five but then remembered she was talking to Millicent who seemed like a more low-energy person. "OH!" she pulled a leather bound bottle from her waist belt and handed it to her, "have some party punch! That'll fix ya"


    Today at 1:14 PM

  • Diana:
    There were absolutely NO demons here -- no one actually said out loud, but one might get the impression that all the wiggling shadows had stopped their fog dancing and tried to look as uninteresting as possible. There certainly wasn't a couple surrounding the courtyard's water fountain and trying to tamper with anything.


    Today at 1:15 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "Deeeemon smell!" The old man charged through the crowd and the fog and then sniffed Eric, earning a girlish shriek.


    Today at 1:15 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "That's cool," Amelie said in a deadpan voice; but she meant it. "Yeah. Enchanted. Gotta be." Then she heard a familiar voice shouting about demons. "No. nononononono. We are not going to have demons, and the snakes are going to stay in their pool where they belong. I am going to have this dance with a nice, cute guy and no demons or eldrich gods or angry djinn or wormholes to dimensions of primordial Chaos or any of that shit is going to ruin this for me, because fuuuuuuck you, Windlewick. Did I say that out loud? Shit."


    Today at 1:19 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    The old man stared at Amelie, then at Eric, who he grasped in his knobby hands, then cackled. "Oh! The familiar! I'm glad you two are getting along!" He cackled again, then started to wander off. He wasn't even faculty. "Anyone wanna open a portal!?" he crowed, clearly drunk.


    Today at 1:21 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric stumbled away from the old man and clung tight to Amelie. "Is he gone?" he asked after a moment, then... "Did... you really mean it?"


    Today at 1:22 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Demons are well-known to have barbed penises, so no," Millicent replied. "Fix me?" she said, taking the bottle but giving it a skeptical look.


    Today at 1:24 PM

  • Diana:
    Thank goodness, no one was paying attention anymore. Once the coast was clear, the shadowy figures that were absolutely NOT dumbing a barrel of some suspicious potion into the garden's courtyard fountain, continued their dastardly business. The water turned a disturbing putrid orange before it slowly faded away into more of that rose-rotten-egg scent.


    Today at 1:28 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "That one doesn't!" the old man cackled as he drunkenly pointed out Eric, only to pause. "Eugh! Who shat themselves!?"


    Today at 1:29 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "NO!" Amelie replied to the old man's proposal. "Piss off, go bob for sherbet in the crocodile pool," she said, then turned back to Eric. "Mean what? Yeah, I really want that git to piss off, especially since he basically fucked your life up. Sorry mate, I guess you probably hate seeing me, right? Oi, feezus jucking christ, who farted?"


    Today at 1:30 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "I... No, I don't ha... Oh god, that smell...!" He covered his nose with a groan. "Let... let's get out of here...!" he urged as he held his nose.


    Today at 1:31 PM

  • Mglo:
    "Yeah, give it a chug," Dyssa continued to dance, "dang, what a bummer about the barbed penis tho..." The smell suddenly hit her nose and Dyssa gaged. She'd attended some stank parties because that's inevitable in a crowd but this one had to take the prize. "Well I'l be, that's some rank shit going around. Wanna go find out who's to blame? Could be some sweet blackmail material if you ask me."


    Today at 1:33 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Blackmail?" Millicent said. That thought hadn't even remotely occurred to her. Chimpanzee astronauts eat radioactive bananas in space! Out of the blue, like that. "Yes. I suppose we should."


    Today at 1:39 PM

  • Diana:
    With their dirty deed done dirt cheap, the wiggly cardboard cutout demons had fog-fled back to their respective places. But was it all just a stinky prank to wreck an otherwise great party, or was it something more sinister?


    Today at 1:43 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric took Amelie by the hand and started towards an area that seemed away from the fog, where maybe they could find some clearer area.


    Today at 1:44 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Bloody hell. Yeah, let's go," Amelie said. "If the forces of primordial Chaos want to ass-rape this party, I don't want to be here. So yeah," she said, leading Eric toward the nearest exit. "I hope you don't hate seeing me. 'Cause I...uh...kinda like seeing you."


    Today at 1:46 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "I... I don't hate seeing you," he managed to say this time, cheeks red as he led the way.


    Today at 1:46 PM

  • Mglo:
    "Atta girl! Let's go!" Dyssa sniffed the air and pointed to the direction that delivered the strongest whiff. "Barbed wired ding dongs! We're the faculty investigators of the day~ Move it numbnuts we're walking here!" she said shoving aside someone trying to flee the smell.


    Today at 1:49 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric yelped and fell over as someone shoved him. "Ow!"


    Today at 1:50 PM

  • Diana:
    Other than that strange stench of roses over rotten eggs, the strange presence seemed to have faded away from the party... except for odd sooty foot prints leading away from the courtyard...


    Today at 2:03 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Whoa. Are you alright?" Amelie said, helping Eric back to his feet. She held back from offering a riposte to whoever had knocked Eric down, because whatever they were saying about barbed-wired dingdongs made absolutely no sense--and wasn't that Professor Dyssa?--besides, there were better things to do at the moment, such as get away from that awful stank, and maybe keep Eric from hating to see her.


    Today at 2:04 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Right," Millicent said, drawing her wand, and heading toward what seemed to be the center of the disturbance. What? she thought, when Dyssa seemed to be talking to someone else, but the mist prevented recognition of whoever or whatever Dyssa had run into.


    Today at 2:10 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    Eric groaned and accepted her help. "Thanks... I'm fine, just... geez, this is a weird party." He sighed and shook his head.


    Today at 2:10 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Yeah, well you weren't here for the one where they had the koalas with heads of Terrence McKenna talking about mushroom trips, so yeah."


    Today at 2:14 PM

  • The Mood is Write:
    "The what?" he asked, confused as hell.


    Today at 2:21 PM

  • Mglo:
    Dyssa stood by the courtyard fountain, hands akimbo, and said "nothing off about the water except for the smell. Don't recognize the spell tho. What do you reckon Millicent? Can't be your typical prank cause there are no dumb high schoolers here. Plus, we'd know the spell wouldn't we? maybe." Dyssa reached down and pinched the surface of the water before rubbing her fingers together. "Hmmm, interesting texture."


    Today at 2:22 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "It's Windlewick," Amelie said, her voice as level as ever. "I think there's some inherent property of this place that makes sense-making impossible. What's worked for me best so far is, just be in the moment and find the beauty in it. And right now that's...kinda you. For me, anyway. Sorry. I know that...for you...you never asked for any of this. I dunno. You're kinda...I don't fit in here for reasons that probably wouldn't make sense to you, but...somehow...you make sense...to me."


    Today at 2:36 PM

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "Hydrogen sulfide," Millicent said. "And...is that roses? Five-fold symmetry...the archetype of humanity...integration of spiritual consciousness and the material realm, the disruption of stagnant order,...more synchronicity than spell, I think," she said, casting a glance in the direction of the two fleeing youngsters. "Things seemed to have worked out for the time being," she said, giving the other teacher a smile. "Don't you think?"


    49 minutes ago

  • Mglo:
    "A stinking party is not so bad considering Windlewick's history I agree," she nodded with a smile and wiped her fingers on her pant leg. "Although," she stood and took a few steps to the side, "look at that. Looks like soot. Definitely not a human foot print I'd say," Dyssa smiled slyly, "could be a sexy barbed wired ding dong demon."


    17 minutes ago

  • Zarko Straadi:
    "For a certain value of sexy," Millicent said. "But I'll take that over the cockatrice infestation we got when the Greek and Sumerian frat houses held their party competition for Solstice!"


    11 minutes ago

  • Zarko Straadi:
    For once, a party took place at Windlewick College for Witches and Wizards without threatening to reduce all life to gibbering madness or unleash a horde of ice cream trucks operated by the Justified Ancients of Mu-Mu, and all who came left with their sanity intact. Well, if their sanity had been intact upon arrival. Not making any promises on behalf of a certain portal-wielding old man. But...just whose sooty footprints were those, anyway, and what might happen if they should come back? What, were you expecting some kind of boring happy ending? Please. This is Windlewick.
 
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