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Name: Natalia Jean-Louis
House: Eel (+5 to Study or Learn Technomancy, Enchantment, Spellcraft, Wandlore, Alchemy, and Weather-Witchery)
Strength: 11
Agility: 16
Body: 13
Intelligence: 19
Will: 17
Charisma: 17

Health: 51
Reflex: 58
Resist Magic: 59
Study: 63

Quirks:
Crush!
Inheritance

Talents:
Determination
Lightning Reflexes

Wand:
Sphinx Mane Core (+5 to Knowledge and Fight, -2 to initiative), Aspen Wood (+10 Charms, +5 Dueling), Quite Long, Rigid
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>>27696383

-WELCOME BACK TO SALEM INSTITUTE QUEST!-

Last time, in Salem: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/27608908/

Natalia Jean-Louis, a young American witch of Afro-caribbean descent, (and her familiar, Snowball) left her father and step-mother on a boat traveling to the Salem Institute. Along the way she was introduced to a peculiar young girl named Sophia Dahl. After finally arriving at the school, Natalia attended the inaugural sorting ceremony. She was sorted into eel house after being subjected to a strange ritual in which she had a vision of a monstrous eel. She and Snowball then attended the feast and met a few of her classmates, including one Angela Copeland (a descendant of a famous witch), and Todd Finch. After a long, exciting day, Natalia crawled into bed and...
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YES
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>>27696402
Your mother sits in the sunroom, very similar to the one at your home. High ceilings held up by bare white walls with intricate crown molding. A very large bay window is in front of you, over looking the front garden. You are with her, both laughing at something you can’t quite remember. She is how you remember her, before she had wasted away with illness. Tall and powerful with some soft weight put on from a happy marriage and family.

A figure darkens the doorway over her shoulder but it is not your father as you would expect. It’s the figure of the House Leader from Eel House, clad in the fearsome narrow snouted green eel mask from the evening before. Obsidian eyes stare emotionlessly ahead, burrowing into yours and beyond.

A soft static sound starts to build into a low roar.

Sunlight makes your eyelids slowly blink awake.

-CONT-
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>>27696440
CURSED BY THE EEL!
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>>27696440
Your Mother was in Eel house wasn’t she? It’s not like your parent’s talked about their school days often but you distinctly remember her mentioning it. There is a bitter sweet feeling you can’t quite describe as you lay in bed, slowly waking up to the sounds of your classmates doing the same.

Young girls talk to one another in excited voices. Breakfast would start soon, it would be best to get ready. Snowball playfully nips at your ear in agreement and you give his small head a light scratch.

Rolling up out of bed your hand grasps for the oak bedside table. Rummaging through the top drawer you find your small well worn bottle of hair tonic and the cosmetic bag filled with pins and hair ties. You also pull out one of your robes from the trunk at the foot of your bed before departing to the shower rooms to change.

Fully clothed you stand in front of one of the many mirrors in the communal bathrooms. You set the bottle of tonic to one side of the sink and the bag to the other. Parting your hair to two sides you slowly start linking your hair into french braids. Your small dark hands work slowly, taking time not to make mistakes. One-two-three. You count in your head as your fingers work in a pattern.

After a while you are finished. One tail of the braids looks a little crooked but it will have to do for now.

You still have some time before breakfast at the great hall. What would you like to do?

>Socialize (Pick ‘Angela’, ‘Todd’, or ‘Meet New Classmates’.)
>Explore Eel House
>Experiment with your potions kit (Roll 1d100)
>Other (specify)
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Rolled 76

>>27696466
>Experiment with your potions kit (Roll 1d100)
Woop! Create pick me up potion, for that time when we really need coffee.
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Rolled 7

>>27696466
>Experiment with your potions kit (Roll 1d100)
Eel house was the crafters right?
Also
>No native murican sighted
Didn't even see it as an option at character creation, thought it was slightly odd.
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>>27696466
>Socialize (Meet New Classmates)

We'll have time to experiment with potions later. Now is the time to make friends.
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>>27696509
>>27696612

>Experiment with your potions kit (Roll 1d100)

I didn't ask for a roll yet, please roll again.
Best of first three linking rolls.

>No native murican sighted

Interesting that you noted that. Glad someone's paying attention.
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Rolled 46

>>27696740
Rollan for justace
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Rolled 3

>>27696740
Rolling.
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Rolled 64

>>27696740
Not even samefag rolls to 3? I'll get the third then.
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>>27696764
>>27696787
>>27696833

Well, potions is your first class after all, it’s probably best to get a little practice. Returning to your dorm from the washroom,r you open your trunk once more to pull out your humble potions kit. You set up the fire pedestal and the small cauldron on top of the trunk and get to work after ignite a small fire. You don’t have that many ingredients on hand, just some that you snatched from your father’s cabinets while packing. You look through your options and quickly see that you have what you need to make an invigorating potion. You’ve seen Dad make one several times before so even though you don’t have an exact recipe you are feeling confident that you’ll be able to pull it off.

After some slices and dices, the potion is bubbling quietly on its way. Now was it stir twice or three times clockwise? Your gut says three so you follow it. After the third rotation you drop the crushed peppermint leaves on top of it. A small pleasant cloud puffs above the black cauldron.

>Achievement unlocked: TORO ROJO (Knows how to make an invigorating tonic)

You take a gulp. The bubbly minty flavor makes you spring awake. (STUDY +5 THE DAY)

You carefully record your process into your notebook for future reference.

You still have a little bit more time. How would you like to spend it?

>Socialize (Pick ‘Angela’, ‘Todd’, or ‘Meet New Classmates’.)
>Explore Eel House
>Other (specify)
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>>27696924
>Socialize - New Classmates
Exploring is more fun in a group, and no matter how much popular media tries to convince you otherwise, best friend status isn't given on a first-come-first-serve basis, so let's find some others to evaluate.
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>>27696924
>Socialize
Meet new classmates! Many new people to meet!
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>>27696924
>Socialize

Meet our new classmates! Friendship!
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Rolled 80

>>27696924

>Explore Eel House
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>>27696924
>>Socialize (Pick ‘Angela’, ‘Todd’, or ‘Meet New Classmates’.)
Angela
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>>27696924
socialize
meet dem new classmates
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>>27696924
>Explore Eel House
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>>27696961
>>27696965
>>27696980
>>27697035

Well you are going to be living with these people for the majority of the year for the next seven years so it will probably be best to get to know more of them. However you are also a bit curious to see what lies down the other hallway in the main lobby.

Walking out to the stairwell you see that there are others already heading down on the moving stairs. You step on, slowly moving down all seven floors of the dorms. You notice that the farther down you go, the less natural light seems to be available. You conclude that you must be going down into the ridge, but you are uncertain exactly how deep that is.

Soon you are back on the first floor. The large wooden door at the base is still closed which you find a bit curious but soon disregard any suspicious thoughts. You go back down the long hallway illuminated by red gemstones and are back into the main lobby in moments. Looking back up to the portrait of Matilda you notice that she is now busy reading a nondescript green book.

This time you take the stairs to the left and quickly realize that this path is noticeably colder than the one leading to the dorms. Stone stairs descend a few more meters into the earth. The air gets warmer and drier the farther down you go, almost oppressively hot as you reach the final steps. At the bottom of the stairs, you pass through a small archway and enter an open room lined with stone. A large iron disk cradling hot coals and a roaring fire sits in the center of the room. A large set of bellows sits to the right of the fire, and you can see a figure manning them. There are smaller dishes around the room for more private workings but all of them have open vent shafts above them, forcing the hot air and smoke out of the enclosed subterranean space. This must have been what the guide was talking about when you asked about the plumes of smoke coming from this side of the island.

-CONT-
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>>27697216

Glancing around you notice there are several students down here already starting to work on various personal projects. However there is a pair that catches your eye, a young tan skinned girl with thick black hair in a braid and the very tall blond boy next to her. They seem familiar and you quickly realize that the girl was sitting in the second cabin on the boat, talking loudly to another girl. The boy was the older student who was kind to you after you had been sorted. It looks like he’s instructing her, maybe he wouldn’t mind showing you how to use the forges too?

Do you approach them?
>Yeah sure.
>No screw these guys, lets go hang out with someone else! (look around the room again for someone else to approach)
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>>27697240
yeah sure
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>>27697240
>>Yeah sure.
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>>27697240
>Yeah sure.

It seems like a good skill to pick up.
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>>27697240
>>Yeah sure.
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>>27697287
>>27697254
>>27697251
>>27697403

You cautiously approach them, making sure that this lesson isn’t too private. Suddenly, before you can properly introduce yourself the boy turns around to face you.

“Oh, hello!” He greets you with a grin. “You’re the girl from last night. I’m glad to see you’re feeling better.”

The girl now turns her attention to you and gives you a quick look up and down with her large amber eyes.

“I’m just showing Rakshmi how to do a little bit of welding with iron. Would you like to see?”

“Um, yeah sure.” You reply. “I’m Natalia by the way.”

“And I’m Allen Miller.” He shakes your hand gently.

Rakshmi gives you a small nod. “Nice to meet you.” She responds simply.

Allen goes to the stone shelves built into the wall and pulls out three foot long iron rods, some clamps, heavy dark gloves, and two small hammers. When he turns back to you you notice that there is a delicately made silver eel pin on his robe.

“Here.” He gives both of you a piece of metal and keeps one for himself. “These are just some simple techniques.”

He puts his rod into the flames and the two of you mimic him. After a while the metal turns a glowing red and Allen hands you both a set of gloves.

“Be careful with it,” He says as he puts on his gloves and uses his long clamps to take his rod out of the flames. “Would hate for you guys to get burned on your first day.”

He places it on a large metal slab and takes his hammer to it. The metal sparks in agony as he hits it solidly for several moments.

“The key is to get it thin enough to shape it into something else,” He explains as he looks at his handiwork. He places is back on the slab before hammering on it more.

“Go on, you two try.”
>Roll 1d100
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Rolled 66

>>27697486
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Rolled 32

>>27697486
Fuck yeah, arts and craft!
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Rolled 72

>>27697486
lets do this shit
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Rolled 52

>>27697486
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>>27696740
So is that, like, a plot thing, or is the American witch FBI suppressing the NA medicine men?
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>>27697501
>>27697511
>>27697529
>>27697546

You begin cautiously working on your piece with your small hammer. It makes dull clunking sounds in response and it doesn’t seem to be doing much until you find the right amount of pressure and a good angle to strike. With effort, you are able to thin out the rod. It didn’t look as polished as Allen’s but seemed thin enough to work with. You glance over at Rakshmi to see that hers looks significantly thinner and more consistent than yours.

Fortunately, Allen seems pleased equally with both works. “Very good!” He puts his thinned out piece back into the flames for a bit to reheat it. “See, now you can shape the metal into various things such as…”

He swiftly picks up a pair of pliers and begins making twists over the metal, then finally curling the ends into a spiral inward. He then tosses it into a trough of water. Rakshmi does her best to imitate him but her spirals seem a little too tight and close together. You also try to make yours look like Allen’s but find that your spirals aren’t tight enough.

Looks like you still have some stuff to improve on. The two of you pitch the worked metal into the water to cool and it makes a satisfying hissing sound in response.

You see several of your classmates start making their exit, it’s time to begin your first day.

>Walk over by yourself
>Find a classmate to socialize with on your way over. (Angela, Todd, Rakshmi, Allen)
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>Find a classmate to socialize with on your way over.
Allen bro.
he seems like he will be a helpful teacher in the coming year
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>>27697685
>>Find a classmate to socialize with on your way over. (Angela, Todd, Rakshmi, Allen)
Ok, let's try Angela
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>>27697685
Walk and talk with Angela
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>>27697685
>Find a classmate to socialize with on your way over. (Rakshmi)
She has the most badass name, thus making her superior (better step up your game 'Todd').
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>>27697685
>Find a classmate to socialize with on your way over. (Angela, Todd, Rakshmi, Allen)

Let's go with Rakshmi, I like her name and she might be fun. Besides, we're right next to her already.
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Rolled 1

>>27697715
>>27697717
>>27697738
>>27697750

Rolling 1d2.

>1 we go with Angela
>2 we go with Rakshmi
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Rolled 2

>>27697811
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>>27697825
never mind, got twitchy fingers
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>>27697811
>1 we go with Angela
Writing.

Also, since 4chan is shutting down in 45 minutes, we'll be going on a break, obviously. I will update more tonight, though so stick around.
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>>27697853
gah, this is me.
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>>27697853
Again? How long is this going to last?
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>>27697853
How long is the break supposed to be?
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>>27697883
Two hours, it literally says that at the top of the page.
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>Going with inferior named person
FOOLISHNESS
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>>27697853
>>27697868

“Well, guess it’s time for the two of you to get going.” Allen replies as he puts the various blacksmithing gear away. “Welcome breakfast is always the best one out of the year.”

“Thanks so much Allen.” You graciously beam. “Nice meeting you Rakshmi, I’ll see you in potions.”

“Um, yeah sure.” She hurriedly replies before dashing up the stairs.

“Guess she isn’t much for conversation.” Allen jokes. “If you need anything else I’m usually down here.”

You give him a small nod and you exit as you entered, up the stairs to the lobby. As you enter it you see the familiar form of Angela, short blond hair somewhat brushed and clad in untidy black robes. She quickly sees you and starts waving her hands around above her head.

“Natalia!” She calls out to you. “I was wondering where you gone off to.”

“Yeah, I went down to the forge.” You inform her. “I met a really nice older boy, Allen. He showed me and this girl Rakshmi some basic techniques.”

“You’ll need to teach me then.” She gives you a light punch on the shoulder. “Can’t have ya’ passing me up already.”

An uneasy laugh escapes you, but you welcome her warm personality. The two of you embark out of Eel house once the stone door slides itself open.

The forest is mostly made of a thick grove of Elm trees. Glancing around it appears to extend for quite a while. It gives this area of the island a bit of an isolated feeling, but there is some comfortable peace in it.

What do you talk about on the way over to breakfast?
>Ask Angela about herself.
>Ask Angela about information on the break-in at the society.
>Ask Angela what she knows about the school.
>Other
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>>27698041
>Ask Angela about herself.
then
>Ask Angela what she knows about the school.
Gotta start with the basics
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>>27698041
>Ask Angela about information on the break-in at the society.
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>>27698041
Ask Angela about herself.
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>>27698041
>>Ask Angela about herself.
>>Ask Angela about information on the break-in at the society.
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>>27698041
>Ask Angela about herself.

Get to know our new friend better. If she asks tell her about ourself, where we're from, our hobbies, and so on.
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>>27698089
>>27698100

I appreciate you guys' enthusiasm, but it's easier on me to just have one item per vote, please.
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>>27698089
>>27698095
>>27698100
>>27698129

You decide to break the ice a bit. You remember hearing somewhere that the best way to make a person like you is to ask them about themselves.

“So Angela, tell me a bit about yourself.” As soon as you ask the question you can see her light up a bit.

“Well as established I’m from the Copeland family. I got two older brothers, Bobbie and Samuel. They’re lots older than me though.” She gives a small shrug. “It’s okay though, they still try to be fun when they visit. Most of the time they get caught up with boring adult stuff but eh.”

Angela thinks a bit more, sticking out her lips in a pout as she searches her mind for more information. “Oh!” She peps up once more. “I like drawing. Half of my trunk is art supplies.”

She asks you about yourself when the two of you reach the ring of cabins. When you start with your family name of ‘Jean-Louis’ she seems interested.

“Didn’t an ancestor of yours work with creating automotons for bunch of people to use?”

“Yeah, my great-great-great...well really far back.”

You tell her about your interest in alchemy and potions, and she nods along. “That’s not really, my cup o’ tea, but I understand the appeal,” she replies.

-TUNE IN AFTER THE BREAK FOR MORE EXCITING ADVENTURES IN SALEM-
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>>27698373
I will probably be there.

Also, NA witch conspiracies!
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>>27696383
>>27698041

I wonder if Rakshimi is our Crush! ;)
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>>27698790
rakshimi is love
rakshimi is lief
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>>27698790
>>27699641
>I'm 11 and what is this?
Can't it wait guys?
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I will resume updates in about ten hours or so.
Ill tweet when the time is getting close: twitter.com/Salem_Institute
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>>27701357
Halfway there
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so pumped
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only about an hour and fifteen minutes to go!
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>>27704450
>>27706753
>>27708324
Thanks for keeping this alive, anon/s!

Going to update in a half-hour or so!
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>>27708940
So excited
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Howdy, guys.
I had an idea for some easter egg hunting (vidya style, no bunnies included) that QM could include for us: chocolate frog cards. I was wondering to myself: what do our stats look like compared to famous wizards? What are sime famous wizards of Salem and the US?
We could find or be rewarded cards (by rolling crits or something) that would give some stats and background on famous wizards. Mostly for fun and for those of us that like that sort of immersion stuff.
I know it may be too much for a quest, but thought it could be simple fun to add to ter game.
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>>27708940
-WE BACK-

As you walk to breakfast, you and Angela once more pass the large circle of log cabins. With the sun high in the sky you can fully read the signs now. Wooden signs that read ‘Potions’, ‘Enchantments’, ‘Charms’, and several labeled ambiguously as ‘Advanced Studies’ confirm your suspicions that within these cabins are the classrooms.

“Ah, I can’t wait till we get to take Enchantments second year.” Angela longingly remarks as you pass the class rooms. “Would be really neat to get ahold of your great-great gran’s notebooks huh? Maybe you could build on top of some of her work.”

You think for a moment, trying to remember which ones they were in your family’s extensive library. You recall seeing several hand bound journals on an upper shelf. Dad had not formally introduced you to them, but at the same time not forbidden you from reading them.

Soon you are to the large red-brick manor known as the ‘Main House’. The large wooden doors have been propped open today with a large black sign which reads ‘Welcome Back Students!’ in fancy cursive penmanship.
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>>27709292

The large communal room that was used for the sorting and welcome feast had a few adjustments. The platform still remained but the silver dish that contained the fire had been removed. Instead of the Headmistress’s lone chair there was a crescent table at the same floor level as the other tables and benches where the faculty sits socializing with themselves while munching on various breakfast-y delights.

The atmosphere, as a whole, seemed much more casual than the one last night. Your classmates file into their corner in the north-east. You glance to the faculty table to see Theliza, now clad in a cerulean turban, talking energetically to a woman with tightly pulled back mahogany hair. Other houses intermingle with each other and you can’t help but notice that nearly everyone is wearing a silver pin on their robes depicting which house they were in.

It doesn’t take you long to realize that there is a small basket of wrapped packages. A small white sign reads: ‘For First Years’. Are these your pins?

>Wait to see what others do
>Take one and open it up!
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>>27709312
>Take one and open it up!


To boldly go,

where no witch has gone before.
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>>27709312
Open the MYSTERY BOX.
Is there any other option...?
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>>27709312
Open that shit.
be a trendsetter
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>>27709312
Open the Box!
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>>27709312
>>Take one and open it up!
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>>27709470
>>27709460
>>27709423
>>27709363
>>27709334

You grasp the package in your hand and tear away the purple wrapping paper. Behind it was a black clamshell box. Opening the lid reveals a shiny silver pin of an eel twisting upon itself, it’s narrow snout opened slightly. Moving it back and forth in the light you notice that there is some intricate engravings on the length of the eel depicting it’s leathery skin and markings. You pin it to your lapel.

-YOU GOT THE EEL PIN-

How do you feel about the pin?

>This is dorky
>SWEET PIN!

This was the only picture of eel jewelry I could find, Im sorry
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>>27709530
>>SWEET PIN!
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>>27709292
I read that as "Welcome Black students!"

Thatsracistkid.gif
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>>27709530
This is dorky
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>>27709530
sweet pin!
(as long as it doesnt look like that picture lol)
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>>27709530
How badass is the eel's expression?
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>>27709530
dananana dananana dananana dananana
DANANANAAAAAAAA
You got a sweet pin!
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>>27709530
Turn to the other students. What are they doing? Are they putting on their pins?
Do the older students seem to be wearing theirs?

QM: is Natalia wearing any jewelry? Specifically, perhaps a tiny locket or necklace? If so, I say we fasten the pin to our chain to wear under our robes. No need to advertise what house we are neccesarily. We arent starfish, after all.
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>>27709642
It has been previously established that we witnessed Allen wearing a pin so I think its safe to say most people are wearing them
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>>27709545
>>27709580
>>27709623
>>27709642

The pin is pretty freaking awesome to say the least. You can’t help but glance at it every so often to admire it on your robes. It added something that you felt was missing to the ensemble. You already think of the other ways to wear it. Maybe if you had a chain you could use it to make a necklace out of it. You would need to look through your trunk to see if you brought anything like that with you.

Angela takes a seat and serves herself a large waffle from one of the many stacks of food in front of the two of you. You decide that the pancakes look appetizing and take one off of the serving dish with some delicate silver tongs.

As you take a seat next to your blond classmate you look to your left to see Todd opening his package to get his pin. You don’t see him accompanied by anyone.

Do you call him over?
>Yeah!
>I’ll pass this time.
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>>27709724
we need to gather allies for the future.
lets call him over
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>>27709724
>>Yeah!
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>>27709704
You have been or are in college, yeah....?
If so, then you should know that just because the RA's wear their college's tshirts or the orientation landyards doesnt mean everyone does.

But thats kinda besides the point. I didnt see Natalia as wearing the pin on her shirt, personally. I understand if you feel differently. Its a pretty cool thing and most kids would slap it on.
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>>27709724
Pass this time, lets form a deep bond with Angela.
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>>27709787
Yeah I'm in college I really don't know why i made such a sweeping assumption. For all I know allen is a tremendous tool.
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>>27709787
>going to college
>not taking advantage of free t-shirts
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>>27709807
Inb4 Allen puts on a fedora and invites us to the anime club
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>>27709724
Offer a slight wave while saying "Hey, Todd"!
Then, we can smile a bit and point to our pin. Depending on how he responds we could wave him over or leave him be.
I think we should probably just call him over. What boy could refuse us, anyhow?
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Fun fact: that ugly-ass eel pin is now a sponsored ad on my facebook. Thanks, Google.
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>>27709819
Haha. You are so right. Unfortunately, mine was this nasty... Dandelion yellow I guess you would say? If it had been burgandy, blue,green... Fuck, anything else I might have worn it.

Also, i admit i carried the lanyard around in my pocket on my keychain until i overheard a joke about how nobody keeps them. Excuse my spaghetti haha
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>>27709917
It could be worse.
Imagine if we made house Walrus. Those would be some ugly ass pins.
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>>27709869
>>27709750
>>27709749

“Hey Todd!” You call out to him as he is pinning his eel on to his robe. He looks around a bit to see who called him but soon sees it is you. He flashes a grin and comes over after helping himself to some scrambled eggs.

“Hey Natalia, Angela.” He greets and takes a seat on the opposite side. “Sleep well?”

“For the most part,” Angela interjects before you. “It’s always a little strange to sleep in a new place.”

You begin to answer but are interrupted as a scrawny looking red tail hawk, still clad in puffs of baby fluff, swoops through the large open doors and lands on top of Todd’s mess of brown hair. It drops a thinly rolled newspaper in front of him and begins squawking repeatedly while nipping at his head. Other Eel house students look up from their meals and conversations to give both Todd and his feathered companion a hard stare.

“Ow!” Todd swats at the bird but it refuses to relent. “Fine! Little monster!” Your male classmate plucks a grape out of fruit bowl and tosses it up. The bird catches it in its black beak and quickly zips off to places unknown.

“Why did I even get that stupid bird.” Todd angrily mutters to himself as he unrolls his copy of the Moonlight Press.

>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
>Ask Todd about himself
>Share with Angela and Todd the strange dream you had
>Other
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>>27710037
>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
Gotta find out the news!
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>>27710037
>>Share with Angela and Todd the strange dream you had
>Ask Todd about himself

>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
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>>27710037
Ask Todd about that sweet hawk
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>>27710037
>Ask about bird
"Buyer's remorse or unwanted present?"
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Ask about the hawk. Did he hatch it? Then ask about the paper once he is done.
Ooc: Also, i personally want to know why it eats grapes. I thought hawks just ate meat.
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>>27710037
Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he's done
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>>27710089
>>27710147
>>27710165

“Is that your hawk?” You ask gesturing your head to the open door it flew out of.

“Yeah, Icarus.” He grumbles. “I thought having a bird would be useful, you know, getting the paper for you in the morning and being able to deliver mail without having to use school birds. Dad thought it would be better to buy a younger one so it could grow up how I wanted it.”

Todd does his best to tidy his hair with no success. “However he’s just proven to be a pain. He squawk constantly, bites my hair, and won’t accept normal bird treats. You know he doesn’t even eat the grapes. He just likes keeping it in his beak.”

Talking about it seems to be getting him in a huff. Maybe a change of subject?

>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
>Ask Todd about himself
>Share with Angela and Todd the strange dream you had
>Other
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>>27710288
>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
Wow, too good for a sweet hawk are we? Some people just don't appreciate what they have.
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>>27710288
>>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
>>Ask Todd about himself
>>Share with Angela and Todd the strange dream you had
all of them
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>>27710288
Other
You know hawks are carnivores right? As in don't eat fruit?
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>>27710330
One at a time, bro. It's easier on me that way.

see >>27698132
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>>27710288
>>Ask Todd about himself
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>>27710288
i want to borrow his paper
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>>27710288
>Ask Todd if you can borrow his paper after he’s done.
Also ask if they dreamed something strange last night.
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>>27710322
>>27710482
>>27710640

“You wouldn’t mind if I borrowed your paper after you’re done do you?” You ask Todd politely and he hands it right over to you, without missing a beat,

“Go ahead, you can give it back to me in potions class. I have all day to read it.” He takes a bite of his eggs finally. “Even then it’s not like we don’t live across the hallway from each other.”

“Thanks Todd.” You flash him a grin as you open it up.

Holuco’s Goggles: Building Upon Old Technology, Aiding Society Investigations, and Assisting the Infirm.

“Why aren’t they talking about the break in anymore?” You rhetorically ask to no one in particular as you scan the article detailing the goggles, which have been around for nearly fifty years, and the new model specs. “I can’t imagine Holuco Goggles being front page news.”

“Oh they are talking about it.” Angela points to the bottom left corner of the front page after looking over your shoulder for a while.

In almost miniscule writing there was a title reading ‘Investigations Continue on Break-In’ it went on to say in a few sentences about how the head investigators were not concerned and were drawing closer to the thieves everyday.

And that was it.

“Hardly talking about it you mean.” You flip through the pages to see if you can spot anything else but with no success.

-CONT-

btw guys, my internet is giving me some trouble, so it's making it difficult to post. Just letting you know.
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>>27710768
Why is it always the QMs that have problems with the internet?
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>>27710867
We all do - it's just the QMs that announce them, because they're the ones who need their internet to work because there's only one of them and many of us.
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>>27710768
Know how it can be, hope everything works out
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>>27710893
What? Where do you hobos live where the internet is giving you so much trouble? In Kongo or something?
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>>27710768
You begin to see students start filing out of the main hall to begin their classes. You quickly gulp down the last few bites of your food and you regret losing track of time. You, Angela, and Todd head off to your first class, which after consulting your schedule, is apparently Potions. Thankfully all same-year students of the same house have identical schedules, so you’ll at least know some of the people in your classes.

As you wander toward the cabins, you quickly spot the one with the large wooden sign with ‘Potions’ engraved and painted in red. You point it out to Angela and Todd and excitedly make your way into the class.

Quickly stepping into the cabin you see a very tall and lethe woman at the front looking through some papers. Her thin rimmed reading glasses balance on the bridge of her nose as her green eyes scan over various words on the documents. On the black board is the words ‘Find a partner, pick a work station’.

You quickly glance around. Of course Todd and Angela are here but it seems that you have this class with Turtle house because Sophia, the girl you met on the boat, sits at the front of the class to the right, looking through her text book delicately.

Who do you partner up with?
>Angela
>Sophia
>Todd
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>>27710927
College campuses with spotty internet connections.
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>>27710929
>>Sophia
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>>27710935
Dude wtf? I live at a college campus and i have 94mbit down and up.
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>>27710929
Sophia. She knows a lot, and would probably aid your understanding
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>>27710952
All campuses are not created equal.
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>>27710929
>Sophia
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>>27710977
But most campuses in my country are like this. They share the local Uni's internett and get brilliant speeds.
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>>27710946
>>27710972
>>27710979

You go towards Sophia, deciding that it would be best to work with her in this class since she seemed to know quite a bit about it.

“Hey, do you mind if I partnered with you?” You ask as she looks up from her book.

“No of course not. I’m sure you’ll learn quite a bit.”

Once the students seem to have figured some kind of order the teacher quickly looks up. She folds up her reading glasses and places them on the desk. You notice that she looks much younger without them. No older than thirty five, you suspect.

“Welcome to your first potions class.” Her long blond pony tail wiggles a bit as she talks. “I’m Ms. Richardson and I’ll be instructing you for most of your potions education.”

She walks among the rows, studying all of you one at a time. “I’ve decided to keep things simple for your first lesson. An engorgio potion designed for inanimate objects.” Ms. Richardson returns to her desk at the front. “It’s largely well detailed in the book but we’ll go over the basics of it very quickly. It is not too difficult.”

She then goes on to describe the ingredients and the various cutting methods of each one. Ms. Richardson even makes a small demo of the potion, showing you the procedure. She takes a pipette of it and then drops it onto a marble. The marble quickly expands to twice its size.

“Alright, get started!”

Sophia starts gathering the ingredients but you notice she’s grabbed one more than needed. She notices your stare.

“Don’t worry, this will make it better. Trust me.” Sophia reassures you.

>Go along with it
>Examine the ingredient
>Call her out on it
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>>27711084
>>Examine the ingredient
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>>27711084
Examine the ingredient.
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>>27711084
Examine Ingredient
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>>27711084
>Examine the ingredient
She probably knows what she's doing, so we need to learn it.
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>>27711217
this
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>>27711084
>mid-thirties
>glasses
>long blond hair
Odd, this is how I GOT my teacher fetish.
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>>27711209
>>27711131
>>27711120
>>27711217
>>27711241

Roll 1d100, please.
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Rolled 32

>>27711285
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Rolled 56

>>27711285
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>>27711285
TIME TO OIL UP
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Rolled 53

>>27711285
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Rolled 13

>>27711285
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>>27711293
>>27711304
>>27711350

You note the red hue of the resin and think the ingredient looks a lot like Dragon’s Blood... but you couldn’t be certain. You do know that if it truly was dragon’s blood that it would add to the potion’s potency and extend the effects. Unfortunately you really haven’t read too much on it.

Sophia seems pretty confident, though.

>Let her put it in just to see what happens.
>Tell her not to
>Other
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>>27711404
"Hmmm, is it dragons blood? It would make the potion more powerful? In that case don't overdo it!"
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>>27711404
>>Let her put it in just to see what happens.
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Rolled 90

>>27711404
Let her put it in, this is a trust exercise
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>>27711404
Ask her what she thinks it would do.
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>>27711439
>>27711426

The two of you get to making the potion. Sophia leads the way but actually lets you contribute on most of the process. All the while the teacher walks around the room, glancing from table to table. She’s at the back of the class helping a turtle house girl with her chopping techniques when Sophia drops the final, and extra, ingredient in.

The potion turns a soft seafoam green color, only slightly lighter than the teacher’s replica. Sophia pours the liquid into a large flask as you quickly jot down notes about the experience today.

Suddenly there is a clatter of glass onto the desk and a half-hearted ‘Ooops’ from Sophia. A strange icy feeling passes through you, starting at your completely drenched arm and robes. You quickly look down, expecting to see your hands now enlarged but are surprised to see that this is not the case.

Maybe it hadn’t reacted yet. You start trying to wipe it off only to see that your arms are smoother than usual. That being said you now realize that the top of your head seems significantly lighter.

The next thing you notice is the stillness in the room. You glance around behind you to see the shocked expressions on your classmates and the teacher with her hands clasped around her mouth in shock.

“SOPHIA!” She finally exclaims with horror.

“What. It worked how I wanted it to.” Sophia shrugs with an air of pride.

“Her hair!” Ms. Richardson gestures to you harshly. “How could you do that!”

Wait, what about your hair? Your hair that you spend at least thirty minutes to an hour on each morning to get looking just right?

-CONT-
Captcha: CURE rifindT
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>>27711692
Oh shit, are we bald now?
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>>27711692
>>27711692

Your hands go up to your neckline and you can feel clumps of your wiry black mane on your shoulders. Looking down you see a larger collection of your hair complete with the braid still woven into it lying on the floor of the classroom in front of you.

Roll 1d100 for composure, please
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Rolled 90

>>27711796
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>>27711796
>>27711806
if I may?

"Sophia? We're going to need to have a talk after this."
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>>27711796
dump whats left on her
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Rolled 9

>>27711796
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Rolled 98

>>27711796
OH SNAP
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>>27711796
Punch that bitch out.
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>>27711806
>>27711859
>>27711869
fuck at least one person got a good roll
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Rolled 92

>>27711796
Trying to hold back those tears
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>>27711869
>98+
-CRITICAL FAILURE-

WRITING.
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>>27711929
This is a roll under system?
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>>27711940
yes it is...it said it in the initial post
>>27711929
fuuuuuuuuu i didn't think about that
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>>27711929
Something to think about: women have larger tear glands and narrower tear ducts than men, which means less stress needs to be applied to make them cry (more tears + smaller space for them to go = quicker overflow = quicker crying).
What I'm saying is that with that critical failure, the floodgates should be opening.
Then again, we are the little crying girl, so someone will come to our rescue somehow.
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>>27711929
React with rage.

No tears. Only hate.
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>>27711929
Mfw i have no face...
Suspension of disbelief and all - but HOW did we manage to stumble into partnering up with little fucking Tammy Riddle on our first day? Im sure there must be a cure (they can grow back bones) but what she just pulled was mighty fucked up.
I mean, dayum. That was evil pffhaha.
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>>27712149
>Tammy Riddle, the future Dame Voldemort
Oh, if only.
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>>27712149
But she was so friendly on the boat...
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>cry. Cry and run away because it is entirely called for.
We are eleven -right? Pleaseeee correct me or tell me i am wrong. What eleven year old could a) instabald another girl or b)stand having thst happen to them?
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>>27712218
We're not bald, we're the exact opposite of bald. Completely covered in hair.
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>>27712206
I know, right?
Does that make you feel she is even more psychotic/evil? Im kinda leaning that way but not sure.
I mean... What motive does she have? Pfft... Hates eels? Black girls? Jealous of our unconfirmed better looks?
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>>27711796
This bitch is going down, potions is going to be our little slut, we're gonna become so good at that shit, we'll be able to sabotage her potions every damn day.
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>>27712299
Im nit sure if you are joking (hard to tell tone on interwebs) but our hair seems to have fallen out. At least, that is what i read. I will check again, though.
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>>27712356
I could read it either way really. Some clarification would be nice.
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>>27712218
>What eleven year old would instabald another girl
Now, its only been 12 years since I was 11, and I'm a boy, but I'm going to say a good percentage of 11 year olds would do that.
>Stand having that happen to them
None of them.
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>>27712393
>I'm a boy
I'm a man dammit, A MAN!

I've had too much to drink.
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>>27712354
I think our characters reaction would be a bit more contained, initially. Maybe just weak hatred and feelings of betrayal.
Someday, though, we will get back at her. But i dont think our 11 year old character is going to launch a full vendetta yet.
What do you guys think?
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>>27712490
>11 year old
When I was eleven I went full blown ultra hate on peoples asses.

I got less violent as I got older.
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>>27711929
Your lungs begin to struggle to hold the sheer amount of air in your lungs as gasp and your hands fly up to your now-smooth scalp. You pat it with disbelieve and then you look at Sophia, who still seems to be unfazed by all of this.

Slowly a fire starts to grow with in you.

“What. Is. WRONG. WITH YOU!” There is nothing left but pure unbridled rage in you as you lunge towards her, knocking the two of you to the ground. A loud smack fills the room as you land a firm slap across her face and you then repeat the motion several more times before you feel a firm grasp on the back of your robes.

You are pulled up and off of Sohpia who is now in tears from the literal smack-down that was brought. You give an inhuman shriek in response to this, not wanting to be pulled away from the fray just yet but the teacher is older and stronger than you are. Still you are determined and struggle against your captor until you finally relent and just limply stand with your collar still firmly grasped.

Ms Richardson points to a girl in the back. “You! Daniella. Take Ms. Jean-Louis to the medical hall and I’ll deal with Ms. Dahl. Class is dismissed for now but I still expect all of you to write a research paper, two pages, on the potion making process since you were interrupted today. Be sure to include the importance of NOT,” she stares Sophia down with a hard glare, “adding extra ingredients even if you want to showcase how intelligent you believe yourself to be.”

Daniella, a petite asian girl from the (now) thrice-cursed Turtle House comes up and loops her arm through yours with a soft “Come on...”, before escorting you out of the cabin and away from the chaos.

The two of you walk in silence before she finally says something. “It really doesn’t look that bad. Promise.”

>FUCK YOU! (but in eleven year-old speak)
>Strained Silence (catatonic mode)
>Depressed Sigh (tears incoming)
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>>27712593
>>Strained Silence (catatonic mode)
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>>27712593
>Strained Silence (catatonic mode)
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>>27712593
>Strained Silence (catatonic mode)
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>>27712593
After rage comes strained silence, tears come slowly but last the longest...


Fuckin middle school. ;_;
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>>27712593
Depressed Sigh(Tears Incoming)
Run away from her and her damn house
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>>27712593
Silent as the grave
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>>27712593
Also I thought this shit was d20 for some reason.
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>>27712593
>It really doesn't look that bad.

Well... we ARE Black. Black girls can pull off being bald better than most.

Also magic can fix it probably.
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>>27712681
>>27712668
>>27712666
>>27712643
>>27712831

You elect to say nothing which makes the uncomfortable silence between the two of you grow even more. It occurs to you that you have seen Daniella before, she was the girl in the cabin with Rakshmi. She was lively talking back then, hardly pausing to take a breath. It was awkward to hear her so silent. There is nothing you want more right now then to be left alone. Left alone with your awful AWFUL BALDNESS.

She fulfills her duty to the teacher as she leads you to the Main house and up one of the tower stair cases to the second floor. There is a small corridor to the right leading to an office with a small white sign that read ‘Nurse’.

As you enter you see a stout older man with large glasses that makes his eyes look too large for his head. You don’t even give Daniella a second look when you feel her release your arm and depart with a quick ‘See you around.’

The nurse looks you up and down, unfazed but still with a comforting air.

“Ah,” He nods to himself, as if he had just realized a simple answer to a very complex question. “It seems you’ve had an accident.”

And with that, you finally burst into tears.

-NEXT TIME ON SALEM QUEST-
-Natalia finishes her first day of school!
-Natalia sobs into her pillow uncontrollably
-Natalia writes to her father and Helen

Also hopefully my internet isn't as shit.

Q&A starts now.
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>>27712925
One day, when we're older with close-cropped hair that doesn't get in the way of our forging, we're gonna look back on this and laaaaugh.

And then quietly hammer a little harder.
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>>27712925
Ok, so what was Sophia's deal?
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>>27712983
And what will we be forging?

An injection harness, for our magical hulk roids.
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>>27712999
probably thinks we are a thread
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>>27712925
Great Quest so far. If we had the potion done properly and it had hit us would our hair still have fallen out? I also wonder how the rest of our house is going to treat us now, if they'll band with us against Turtle or treat us as a foolish pariah? When's the next Quest going to be?
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>>27712983
This guy gets it.

>>27712999
Sophia's deal is that she's an eleven year-old that wants to prove her intelligence and has very little moral restraint. Cause she's eleven.

This >>27713020 some too.

>>27711439 my favorite reply of the thread I lol'd so hard.


Also, I was wondering when /tg/ dice were going to show up.
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>>27713124
About classes, how many Houses do we share a room with?
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>>27713085
You had at least 2 chances to stop her from changing the potion.

Eel House is known for their close-knit community, rivaling even Starfish House in that respect. As far as their response towards Turtle House goes, that will depend greatly on your actions in the coming days.

Next Quest miiiiight be tomorrow evening if I have time. I'm doing some stuff during the day, so we'll see. Either way, I'll update the twitter and let you guys know: https://twitter.com/Salem_Institute

Also, thanks for the compliment.

>>27713160
We share each class with one other House.

A-Day
>Potions: Turtle
>Flying: Starfish
>Dueling: Starfish
>Magic History: All

B-Day
>Herbology: Octopus
>Charms: Turtle
>Transfiguration: Octopus
>Magic History: All
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>>27713291
thanks for the info. Catch you tomorrow.
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>>27713291
Charms shall be the perfect time to enact our revenge
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>>27713291
Honestly, once we get over our cry-fest, I think it might be fun to be mutual guinea pig partners with Sophia. Like hatefucking for 11 year old witches.
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>>27713477
Idk shes a bitch I don't think i want anything to do with her. I'd rather foster a friend ship with Angela, and try and talk to Rakshimi more.
Also, try and get some more lessons from Allen..

this is the first time I've gotten in at the beginning of a quest thread so I'm pretty excited


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