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 Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 11:20 am
A large, wooden chest is placed in the middle of an empty room. A white glowing age line surrounds it. No one under year 4 can Join the tournament for their own sake. Please only enter your name once, and be warned; Be sure that you want to do this because once you drop your name in, there's no going back.
Good luck to everyone.
Scelero Says: Wooden, not Wodden. Don't hurt yourself, Cat. :O
Cat says: Thanks for that.. ...
Scelero also says: And here's a handy-dandy list so we can know who's signed up:
Slytherin:
Clarissa Autumn
Hufflepuff:
Tabitha Whind
Aaron O'Neil
Kadence Croft
Gryffindor:
Jeremy Branch
Gabriel Vienne
Ravenclaw:
Lance Archer
Chanese Farwa
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 6:32 pm
Clarissa strode into the room, a piece of parchment clutched tightly in her hand. She glanced at the chest; looked like no one else had entered yet. A grin spread upon her features. "Looks like I'm going to be the first to enter!" she said happily, walking toward the chest.
"Yeah, right!" Tabitha said playfully, walking in after her. "Not if I get there first!"
Clarissa smirked. "You're on!"
The two started speeding toward the chest, neither seeming to be able to get an edge on the other. Clarissa's expression changed to that of anger, and she started sprinting. Tabby was hot on her heels.
"GET LOST!"
"NO!"
"I WAS HERE FIRST!"
Clarissa lunged at Tabitha, throwing her to the ground where they proceeded to struggle to get up. Clarissa almost stood, but Tabby seized a hand of her dark raven hair and ripped her to the ground again.
"OW! YOU b***h!"
"I'LL RIP OUT YOUR HAIR!"
Clarissa pulled out her wand, Tabitha following suit, and they both lunged to their feet and raced toward the chest. Tabitha managed to grab hold of Clarissa again, and they skidded past the age line, Tabitha hitting the chest. She threw her hand up to put hers in as Clarissa did the same. They both let go...
And they landed there at the same time.
Clarissa and Tabitha stood frozen, disbelieving. Then Clarissa said, "Mine got in there first!"
"Yeah, right!"
Clarissa stuck her tongue out, racing away, Tabby hot on her heels and shreiking a string of curse words and actual Curses.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 7:24 pm
Jeremy's fist was clentched and sweaty. He could feel the crumpled up paper in the palm of his hand. After a few days of aruging with himself, he finally decided to put his name in the chest. It wasn't even for sure that he would get in either. He looked up from the ground, hearing the shouts comming from the room. He raised his eyebrow as Clarissa and Tabby ran out of the room, obviouslt mad. He shook his head and slowly walked towards the chest. The must have put their names in to He thought to himself. He took one more look around and slowly opened the lid. he held his fist out for a few seconds and then dropped the piece of paper into the chest, slamming the lid shut right after. Well, no going back now He said to himself and walked out of the room.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 7:31 pm
Arkayle yawned, to lazy to raise a hand to cover her mouth, and watched the two girls speed away from the room, a cup of coffee held in her black tinged fingers.
"No duh no ones entered. It's like... whatever in the morning." she grumbled to no one in particular.
She wandered inside the age line, slumping down, and poking at the box.
As the third child stepped into the room, she peered at him with her dark violet eyes, moving out of the way of the chest, and slumping down in the great wooden chair that quietly she conjured up.
Arkayle yawned again, laying in the chair as if she were some sort of lazy queen.
She believed after lunch, more students would begin pouring in. Though she needed to remind herself there was still many days left for them to submit their names.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 7:42 pm
Aaron stumbled into the room, peering around the corner to check if anyone was in the room. When he spotted the white haired woman, he retracted back into the shadows. There, he stood, paused, fingers curling about the slip of paper with his name on it.
Suddenly, Celeste came out of no where, slamming into his back. She grinned as Aaron fell to the floor, then snatched his slip of paper from the floor. Giving the boy a quick wink, she raced into the room, before Aaron could even get back to his feet. Though, when she attempted to get close enough to the chest, it snapped shut, and Celeste was flung back a few feet.
Arkayle snorted, getting to her feet, and plucking the note from the childs hands. Aaron crawled into the room, bowing his head, and stuttering at the woman. She rolled her eyes, and moved towards the chest. The wooden treasure holder opened, and she dropped the note inside.
This gained shocked looks from both Aaron and Celeste.
"Why'd you do that?" Aaron questioned, peering at the chest.
"You were going to put it in anyway, weren't you?" she responded, then slumped back down into her chair.
Celeste cheered happily, then got to her feet, grabbing Aaron's arm and tugging him from the room.
"Thanks ma'am!" she said, cheerfully.
Aaron, on the other hand, wore an expression of pure horror, allowing the young girl to drag him from the room.
Arkayle blinked, and shrugged her shoulders, turning her head back to the roof to begin recounting the bricks.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 5:41 pm
Gabriel walked into the room with his hands jammed into his pockets. Now he could actually enter a great tournament, whether or not he got the spot was of no matter to him. Back at Durmstrang they wouldn't even let him dream of entering, he was just not up to standards, that not age had anything to do with it...
He strode up to the chest and opened the lid, not caring to look inside, he thrust the crumbled paper into the blackness and shut the lid. Done. He sighed and walked out of the room, his stomache grumbling with hunger.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 7:50 pm
Chanese pushed open the heavy Oak doors, walking into the empty room, with only the wodden chest inside. Her footsteps echoed threw the room as she approched the chest. She flicked her long blond hair over her shoulder and lifted the lid, slipping her golden slip of paper with her name on it threw the crack. A small smile appeared on her face and she slowly walked back out of the room. No other emotion played on her face, no sign of nervesness or worry. Just that small smile.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 7:51 pm
Lance walked down towards the cup watching other push others aside to place in the piece of paper. He sat down on a bench and looked at the floor as he waited for Ichigo to come. Becoming bored, Lance started to stomp his feet on the ground lightly.
Ichigo peered around the room and spotted Lance. Her mouth turned into a grin as she pounce on Lance grabbing his waist.
“Heya!”
Lance jumped up once Ichigo gave him a scare and squealed like a little girl. He tired to look behind his shoulder but already knew it was Ichigo.
“So what did you want me to do?”
Ichigo let go of Lance’s waist and place her finger on her chin looking at the ceiling. She took deep breath for a while until she remember why she had called her brother. Of course they weren’t siblings at all. In fact Ichigo look totally different from Lance. It made her feel special when she considered Lance her brother.
“I want you… to.. Oh! Can you place you name in there?” Her finger pointed to the wooden chest. She tilted her head and grinned placing both her hands in her reddish/pink hair trying to look as if she was scratching.
Lance shrugged and took a piece of paper and wrote his name in a pretty girlish writing. He turned around and walked toward the chest looking behind him as he walked.
“Why?”
“Because.”
“Because why?” He asked standing in front of the chest about to place the paper in.
“’Cause it would be cool!”
“Then why don’t you do it?”
“Are you kidding? Do you know how dangerous it is? I might as well hang myself.” she said in a scared but over dramatic voice.
“Then why are you making me do this?” He asked in a annoyed voice.
“I didn’t make you. I just asked.” she said giggling.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 3:34 pm
Kadence adjusted her books, that were slowly sliding out from underneath her arms. She looked around, and wiped a stray ringlet away from her face. Her necklaces chinking together was the only sound, and it seemed to be somewhat of a hollow sound. Eerie.
She walked up to the chest, and lifted the wooden lid, that sort of creaked with what seemed to be old age. She looked one last time at the crumpled paper, that was very wrinkled from being hidden within her soft hand.
"Kadence Croft" She read, in neat penminship.
Smiling she thrust the paper inside the dark chest, and shut the lid softly.
Finished.
Kadence stood and walked out of the room, shutting the giant wooden doors behind her.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 5:46 pm
Blaise prodded the chest with his umbrella, glancing out the window. The sun had set already, and in six hours it would be midnight. The chest was closed now, the entries all put in, and now he had but to wait for the time to draw the names.
"Pheh... wonder who's going to make it out on top..." Blaise thought alound, sitting on top of the chest and staring at the door dreamily.
At midnight, the drawing would commence, but if there were any last-minute people trying to sign up, he would probably let them through.
He was a whore like that.
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