Post by ELSIE on Jun 21, 2009 20:54:20 GMT -5
Name: elsie
Age: fifteen
Experience: about two years
How you found us: neopets hahaha
Role play Sample:
He said: ADMIN EDIT YOU CHEATERS!
grawrrr i can't figure out how to use colors on here so technically, in the sample, the dialogue and thoughts should be nice and #BAC295-colored, buuuut. maybe it's just me being weird but it looks so bland without it. D;
Age: fifteen
Experience: about two years
How you found us: neopets hahaha
Role play Sample:
Eli was positively starving.
Okay, maybe not quite starving, but he was really, really, really, really hungry. Famished, even. He was so hungry he could eat a horse, though probably not if it was still alive. That was just a bit disgusting, and too much on the barbaric side for his tastes. He wasn’t a vegetarian, but he wasn’t that much of a meat fanatic. He definitely wasn’t hungry enough to eat a fish, even if it was deliciously prepared. He would have to be nearly dying of starvation, out of his mind, and blind to willingly eat fish. Having his tongue cut off wouldn’t hurt, either. Fish were just so... gross. Especially when served the way his Mum made it, with the eyeball still intact and staring at you the during the entire meal. They were slimy, they smelled weird, and they swam in their own pee. Not only that, but they also swam in their friends’ pee, which was just unfathomably unhygienic. (Assuming, of course, that fish are friends with one another.)
Still, Eli was rather hungry, and it was due to this hunger that he happened to be sitting, rather overeagerly, at the Ravenclaw table a good hour or so before dinner was supposed to start. He honestly had nothing better to do, what with it being the first day back and all. He did get an awful lot of Arithmancy homework, but he had managed to finish that in History of Magic, and his Potions essay wasn’t due for nearly a week. He might have had some other homework, but it probably wasn’t very important if he had forgotten it. The Ravenclaw had been at quite a loss as to what to do once classes had ended, as he most certainly was not going to work on an essay when he had more than five hours before it was due, and so he had spent a while sitting aimlessly in the common room before growing bored. He had managed to kill a good twenty minutes arranging his large collection of bowties by material, then size, then brand, and finally settling on color. He had just started on his sock collection, which was considerably larger than his bowtie collection, when his brain finally registered what the grumbling noises that had been issuing from his stomach for the past quarter of an hour meant. Having no clue where the kitchens were, Eli had decided the next best place to go was the Great Hall. Unfortunately, this decision did not ease his hunger in any way.
His original plan had been to simply wait it out, and he promptly lapsed into a state of unconsciousness as soon as he sat down at his house’s table, snoring at regular intervals. As he was in no way tired, what with it only being around six, this plan worked for about five minutes. It was awfully boring in the Great Hall, and slightly creepy, as he was completely alone and the enchanted ceiling was exceptionally gloomy. He finally decided to just go to the library. He would probably just poke around a bit, and maybe get something done on that essay (but probably not). Eli had made it about halfway there when he heard the familiar sound of dozens of students stomping down staircases, hollering at one another and making the usual ruckus. Except, there was something very different about the sound of a crowd when you are not part of it. The sixth year had paused for a moment, pondering what this difference was, when he suddenly realized the crowd was about two inches away from him, and it became clear. When you are not part of the crowd, and the crowd is heading in your direction, exponentially gaining speed, the crowd is slightly terrifying, something you don’t usually realize when you are part of the crowd.
Thanks to Quidditch, Eli’s reflexes were fairly quick. He could spot and catch a Quaffle in about two seconds. It took slightly longer to find an open teammate to pass it to, or to figure out how to send the ball hurtling past the Keeper to score, but he could do both of those fairly quickly. He was less quick at dodging bludgers, which had resulted in several painful injuries at Hogwarts, but he was still better at dodging than the average Ravenclaw. So while they weren’t perfect, his reflects definitely were quick. Unfortunately, they were not quick enough.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” He screamed as several dozen students ran him over, sending him tumbling down a staircase. There is something incredibly degrading about being trampled by a bunch of chatty fourth year girls, and when Eli stood up, glasses hanging off one ear and furiously brushing off what used to be perfectly clean black robes, he felt as if his manliness had fell to, on a scale from 1-10 with 1 being two X chromosomes and 10 being the manliest man to have ever lived, about a 5. However, every cloud has a silver lining, and the Girls Who Trampled happened to be complaining (in an irritatingly superior fashion) about how there was some stupid mandatory meeting in the Great Hall, and how ridiculous it was that they all had to congregate because of the Lethifold in the castle – it was so obviously just someone’s boggart. Really, they had much better things to do. And did you happen to hear about what so-and-so did in Charms?
A Lethifold, in the castle? Really? How awfully intriguing. Interest thoroughly piqued, Eli retraced his steps and headed back into the now noisy Great Hall, his hair slightly rumpled and traces of footprints still lingering on his clothes.
It is simply amazing how quickly Hogwarts students can travel from one place to another, especially when given a mysterious reason as to why they should do so. It had not even been five minutes since he had left the Great Hall for the library, but now the room was packed with students, all buzzing with excitement about the cause of this meeting. A few students looked absolutely petrified, but most of them looked annoyed and slightly curious. He wandered over to the Ravenclaw table, and was about to sit down in his usual spot when he realized it was already occupied by a very small first year. Eli muttered a few apologies about nearly sitting on the girl, and looked for another seat near anyone he knew. Ravi and Tara were sitting side-by-side, the former looking nonchalant, and the latter being one of the absolutely petrified ones. He smiled and tried to say hello, but he hadn’t even gotten to the first “L” when his stomach gave a terrific growl, causing a few people to stare at him curiously.
“OH GOODNESS, I AM SO HUNGRY!” He complained, trying to talk at a slightly normal volume, as Tara looked about ready to keel over, and failing miserably.
He said: ADMIN EDIT YOU CHEATERS!
grawrrr i can't figure out how to use colors on here so technically, in the sample, the dialogue and thoughts should be nice and #BAC295-colored, buuuut. maybe it's just me being weird but it looks so bland without it. D;
