When she moved, Feyd shot himself up and sideways, kicking off the near wall and pushing himself to the roof of the opposite building.
“Yeah, good luck with that,” Feyd said before he turned and began sprinting across the roof. He had been finding himself on a lot of roofs today.
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I swear I'm working on a post. I just need to figure out a way to not get hit with a .45 that isn't too ridiculously OP. Losing limbs is for losers.
That last thing sounds like a job for...
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I didn't really think of it all that hard. The fifth years have DADA first, so I guess that one. Or we could just group all of them together, and only RP certain moments in each class and use broad description for the rest.
Also, should I just assume that Grundy was carted off to a morgue somewhere, or would he be taken somewhere else on account of him being a walking mummy? I want to make sure so I don't plan my next post and have him in the wrong place.
WitchChild said
And just to remind you. Tesla weaponry is very military oriented and illegal plus they are heavy. So when you are walking around casually, a tesla cannon isn't exactly going to be smoething that people are gonna let go. I did say that it's going to be a game where people should have fun and in the spirit of indiana jones, but you didn't see him carry an RPG everywhere.And how well would these prosthetics work?
Okay, I'll take the tesla bit out. He lost the leg below the knee, so it's just a straight piece of metal with a boot attached to the end.
I guess just a weekend trip like the books, but it's ultimately smarty's decision.
Lonan watched as the teachers and Juneberry followed the girl out the door. He didn't pay them much mind and went back to eating his food. Hector was in the middle of some rambling story to impress a group of girls, but Lonan tuned him out. He had been friends with Hector even before they had come to Hogwarts, and you could only hear him talk for so long before it got to you. He was very choosy about what food he ate, following the diet that Marc had given him which had come straight from his team's trainer. He made sure to eat extra protein and starch because he knew how much drinking he would have to be doing in a few hours.
“What'd you do about your bat?” someone asked him “I remember you smashing it after we didn't score enough points in the final match.”
Lonan looked up and saw that Mathilda Carrow, the other chaser on the team, had asked him. He explained that he used Marc's to practice with, but had bought a new one in Diagon Alley.
“I'm looking forward to breaking it in, honestly. It's the same one that Marc uses when he plays, but he is sponspored and gets them for free.”
“Couldn't he have just given you one, then?”
“Yeah, he could have, but the problem with Marc is that he's an egotistical fuckwit who doesn't think of anyone but his precious, precious self. It took me three weeks to convince him to give me his extra one from last season. I don't even think he knows I brought it with me.”
“Oh...”
The table was mostly taken up with small talk after that, with Lonan mostly thinking about how he could bribe the Prefects out of the common room that night. He spared a glance up at the professor's table and saw that Slughorn's face was already flushing red, which was a good sign. If Slughorn was hungover for potions the next day, surely he wouldn't mind that Lonan would be hungover as well. Hell, Slughorn would probably keep him after class to make a hangover remedy and talk about how great it was that he got to see the entire Hightower clan through Hogwarts. Legacies really impressed that man.
“What'd you do about your bat?” someone asked him “I remember you smashing it after we didn't score enough points in the final match.”
Lonan looked up and saw that Mathilda Carrow, the other chaser on the team, had asked him. He explained that he used Marc's to practice with, but had bought a new one in Diagon Alley.
“I'm looking forward to breaking it in, honestly. It's the same one that Marc uses when he plays, but he is sponspored and gets them for free.”
“Couldn't he have just given you one, then?”
“Yeah, he could have, but the problem with Marc is that he's an egotistical fuckwit who doesn't think of anyone but his precious, precious self. It took me three weeks to convince him to give me his extra one from last season. I don't even think he knows I brought it with me.”
“Oh...”
The table was mostly taken up with small talk after that, with Lonan mostly thinking about how he could bribe the Prefects out of the common room that night. He spared a glance up at the professor's table and saw that Slughorn's face was already flushing red, which was a good sign. If Slughorn was hungover for potions the next day, surely he wouldn't mind that Lonan would be hungover as well. Hell, Slughorn would probably keep him after class to make a hangover remedy and talk about how great it was that he got to see the entire Hightower clan through Hogwarts. Legacies really impressed that man.
Oh, is there anyone else who thinks RPing just one trip to Hogsmeade would be fun? If no one else wants to, that's fine, but I think it would be a lot of fun. And I could use it as a chance to have another member of the Hightower clan pop up for a spell.
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