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Magical Theory Professor
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Post by Mercutio Cambiare on May 26, 2016 18:20:36 GMT -5
To be honest, Mercutio was elated with Murphy's sudden dive off the rails. It wasn't that he didn't like Hogwarts. Once he was sure Voldemort's shennanigans were over for once and all, he'd returned from his "holiday" and the school had been a most relaxing place to live and work.
For the most part. Apart from all the young people. And the slightly older people. And the rules. Whoever heard of workplace health and safety in a school of magic? Really! But now, now was Mercutio's opportunity to have it all his own way, which to be honest wasn't so very bad. Certainly not as bad as whatever Murphy was cooking up. He could feel it in some unnamed squishy part of his anatomy.
Mercutio leaned on his billiards table. The room didn't have a desk, because he'd had to get rid of it to fit the table in. He smiled benevolently at the students. They had no idea what was in store.
"Since it's the first lesson, we should start by getting to know one-another," he said pleasantly. "State your name, your house and an interesting fact about yourself."
Hi, welcome to Magical Theory.
In this class, you don't need to RP arriving, unless you specifically want to be late or have Mercutio get annoyed at your charrie. Even if you missed the first few posts, or created a new charrie, just post like they were here the whole time.
Mercutio might give or take points. They have no affect on the site point count.
Please feel free to act up & do weird stuff in class. PLEASE make up the answers to any questions Mercutio asks.
I think that's all. & have fun.
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Slytherin
5th Year
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Post by Caelani Bittel on May 28, 2016 17:47:33 GMT -5
Theory of Magic was possibly Caelani's favourite class. Once you got over the fact that Mercutio was completely weird, it was actually pretty cool. Learning how magic actually worked? Yes, please. She'd been thinking about her future recently and the Department of Mysteries hadn't been completely ruled out.
The greatest thing, in her not so humble opinion, was that once you knew a little about Mercutio, you realised he didn't rate students that highly. As a consequence, he pretty much ignored anything not directly related to the subject matter which meant there was a lot you could make up. And thank Merlin, since Divination hired that new ponce.
She stood up. The introduction exercise hadn't changed in the entire time she'd been taking this course. The trick to this was to make yourself sound interesting. If you could keep Mercutio interested, you became one of his favourite students.
"I'm Caelani Bittel, I'm in Slytherin and over the holidays I learnt to speak gobbledegook."
She'd read a book about goblins, so it might as well be true.
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Ravenclaw
5th Year
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Welcome to my twisted mind...
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Post by Zayn Onyx on May 29, 2016 21:09:29 GMT -5
(outfit) Zayn hated this class. Mostly because everyone else told him how important it was, like his parents. F*ck important. F*ck school in general. However, he apparently had to take his O.W.L.s and then his N.E.W.T.s and do wonderfully on both of them so he could get a job in the Ministry, just like his father. F*ck that! He'd much rather get high, or hang out in the woods with his thestrals. Well, not his thestrals, but whatever. As the teacher told them a traditional greeting set up, Zayn stared out the window. An interesting fact about himself. Wanting to die wasn't all that interesting a fact, and it would probably get him sent to the nurse because, "Oh no! Benjamin Annesley is suicidal!". F*ck that. Whatever, it eventually became his turn to speak so he did.
"My name's Zayn Onyx, I'll be under Benjamin Annesley on your chart though. I'm a Ravenclaw. And my interesting fact," he paused, before saying the first thing that came to mind, "is that one of my best friends died over the summer."
They'd probably think he was being melodramatic or outright lying but who cares what they thought. They could shove their opinions up their ass. Alex. Alex had died. He kept calling himself Alexander the Great, whenever they got high together which was always. Fucking world.
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Slytherin
Class A 5th Year
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watching you make that mistake
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Post by Davina Jade on May 30, 2016 10:48:31 GMT -5
The Professor was a little odd, maybe not as much as people were saying, but he started his class predictably enough. Suddenly Davina felt like she was in muggle grade school again, introducing herself to her classmates, though they had all been sharing the same living space for years already. After Zayn’s shocking admission, Davina looked directly at his face with curiosity. She didn’t know whether it was the truth or not, but Davina always wondered why people shared private things like that in public. What good came from it? It couldn’t possibly make him feel any better. If she had lost Jasper, she wouldn’t be announcing it to her classmates. Of course, they would all notice he was gone and eventually find out but she wouldn’t be announcing her loss as Zayn had.
Turning back to face her desk again, the Slytherin decided what she wanted to share, which was very little if at all possible. She stood and looked at her Professor. “Davina Jade. I am also in Slytherin I plan to travel abroad after graduation." It wasn’t entirely untrue. She had just come up with the idea, and it actually sounded like an amazing one. So… now she was planning to travel abroad after graduation. Sitting down after her unintentional revelation, her mind was already churning destinations, routes, possible companions.
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Slytherin
Keeper 6th Year
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Bend to power or embrace it.
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Post by Judge on May 30, 2016 14:34:09 GMT -5
"Jaysus Benjamin kill the mood," Judge blurted out after Davina gave her introduction. The tall slender Slytherin stood up chest puffed out, hands in his pockets, and that devil smile on his face stalked to the front of the class. Judge was a show off and he loved it. The attention he gained fueled his ego, he didn't give a shit either.
"I am Judge, I call Slytherin me home," he boasted pacing the front of the class smiling at the girls but he winked at Davina, "I also am madly in love with Davina! I am jus' kiddin' she's a heart breaker."
He blew her a fake kiss before returning to his seat slipping another girl a note (if any of you ladies want to receive it and shoot him down it'll be fun), and slide back back into his seat.
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Ravenclaw
5th Year
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Post by Zayn Onyx on May 30, 2016 15:46:04 GMT -5
As soon as Zayn heard his given name he tensed up, whipping his body around to glare at the perpetrator. Victor “Judge” Tower. Of course it was him. Normally they got along, when he was on something at least. High Zayn was much less of a buzzkill than sober Zayn. And he was dreadfully sober right now.
“Yeah, Victor. Because all life is about is hitting on girls who always reject you.”
He fixed Judge with a dead look as he said this. He didn’t have the energy for a glare. Why hadn’t he just ditched class to smoke or drink. Oh right, O.W.L.s were coming up.
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Slytherin
6th Year
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in an isolated system entropy can only increase
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Post by Lachlan Strangways on May 30, 2016 17:00:37 GMT -5
An interesting fact. Lachlan usually thought up his "interesting fact" on the way to this class, but he'd been distracted lately. Now, he was still trying to think one up when his turn came around.
Of course, there were a lot of interesting things about Lachlan, and none of them were things he particularly wanted anyone else to know. Hell, he'd have been happier if he didn't know some of them. But it seemed he was saved by Judge and Zayn having a go at one another. Well, why not?
"I'm Lachlan from Slytherin and I'm more hardcore than Zayn," he said, giving the Ravenclaw a smirk.
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Ravenclaw
5th Year
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Post by Zayn Onyx on May 30, 2016 19:25:00 GMT -5
Ugh, one of the triples. Lachlan was cute, he’d give him that. But otherwise... From what he'd heard actually did what his parents wanted of him. The kid constantly babysat his sister for Merlin’s sakes. Though he was pretty sure he’d run into the kid getting trashed before, but Zayn was far to blitz to be sure. Regardless the kid had called him out and he would respond in kind.
“Vanilla is more hardcore than you Strangways,” he replied dully, smirking back at the Slytherin.
Even if it wasn’t completely true, the bite in the words was perfect. If he wasn’t happy, nobody else would be. I mean really, what did they have to be happy about anyway.
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Slytherin
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Post by Caelani Bittel on Jun 9, 2016 0:20:49 GMT -5
"Well, what does that say about you, then, Ben?" Caelani asked primly as a note landed on her desk. She usually tried to keep out of the other students' squabbles, but if there was one person who could really get on her nerves, it was Ben Annesley. Calli refused to call him by that stupid self-appointed nickname, regardless of how cruel anybody thought she was being. And speaking of self-appointed nicknames, another one caught her eye as she unfolded the piece of paper. "You have got to be kidding me. Victor, is this your idea of a sick joke?"
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Ravenclaw
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Post by Zayn Onyx on Jun 13, 2016 13:17:45 GMT -5
Zayn grabbed at the bandages on his arm, focusing on the pain of it. He had half a mind to tear them off and shove his scared and recently cut arms in her smug little face. As he squeezed his arm, he could feel the cuts reopening. Bittel had always been a nasty little bitch, ever since they were kids. The stick up her butt was a mile long. She actually bought into the whole pureblood superiority shtick that her parents spewed, carrying herself like she was the most important thing to ever walk the earth. The earth didn't care. Nothing would be different in this world for her being here except an increase in everyone else's misery. Even worse, she was such a fake. He remembered the little girl before she'd turned her hair blonde and eyes green. I mean really, what did she hope to gain from it. The irony that he'd dyed his own brown hair black completely lost on him, as he believed it was making his body look closer to who he actually was rather than into someone he wasn't. He was as much Ben Annesley as Caelani was a natural blonde.
"No one asked you're fake blonde ass, Bittel," he said, glaring at her.
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