Headmaster Brockert
July 13, 2014 4:45 PM
Bonfire! by Headmaster Brockert
His first year as Headmaster had not been easy, and while Mortimer wasn't necessarily all about doing things the easy way, this had been completely, unreasonably difficult through no fault of his own. It was that blasted Charms facility. They had basically made everyone's life miserable, and he hoped they paid dearly. They might have apologized but he had some ideas of where they could stick their bloody apology.It had made Mortimer's work load increase, getting matters with that sorted out and while Selina had helped him tremedously, she couldn't do everything either. They'd been buried in paper work regarding the incident. Therefore, the staff hadn't been able to get done the stuff that had to be done, and normally would have been. It irked him a great deal. Mortimer supposed he could have asked the rest of the staff to help more, but he'd been embarrassed enough to have to ask Selina.
The day had started with a "field day". Initially, the Headmaster had not known what that meant and his nephew, Toby, whose idea it was, had had to explain it to him. Apparently, it was a day when students would play silly games. How quaint. Still, it was a miracle that they'd come up with anything at all, besides the giant fire and camping out on the Pitch. Mortimer supposed he was glad it was good for something yet, since Quidditch no longer seemed to be as big a deal at Sonora as it once had been.
There were five events that students could participate in. A sack race, where students jumped around in sacks. An egg and broom race, which was a relay race where teams of four students, flew around passing an egg back and forth. A hot dog eating contest, which allowed students to engage in gluttony and jam as many hot dogs down their gullets in a certain amount of time. If they threw up before time was over, they were out. A three-legged race, where apparently, two students would be tied together and...race. Finally, students could enter in a scavenger hunt. This event took place in the Labyrinth Gardens on the grounds that it would be more interesting than running around the pitch. House points and prizes would be awarded. Mortimer had to admit, to himself only of course, that watching these things might be kind of fun. None of the events were mandatory, and students who didn't want to participate could spend the time watching or talking to each other.
Once night had fallen, Mortimer addressed the crowd, giving them the basic information, as he had earlier in the day. Two speeches in one day did not thrill him. Obviously, he wasn't afraid of public speaking, he just found it a more irritating part of his job. He had to be...pleasant and relatively cheerful. Things that went against his basic nature. Eventually, Mortimer would probably accquire better acting skills, but not right now. He did, however, manage to make his face more neutral and less...sarcastic and borderline sinister looking. The Headmaster even managed to force a smile, probably, in part, because such a difficult year was over.
"Welcome to tonight's annual Midsummer Event, the bonfire. I hope you all had fun." He hoped that didn't come across sarcastic, Mortimer actually somewhat meant it. Happy students were a good thing. Especially as the next part would probably not make some people too happy. "I regret to inform you that due to previously unforseen circumstances, we are unable to announce the Head Students and House point winners at this time." Bloody experimental charms facility, he resented it wholeheartedly, and hoped the incompetent institution was closed down. "In part though, the house points have not been totalled yet as we are still going through today's events and awarding points from that. Head Students will be announced at next year's Opening Feast" This part was true, and hopefully at least the smarter and more logical students would be able to realize it. "Dinner will be served shortly." It would be a buffet style event, which would include organic, gluten-free, vegetarian and vegan food-apparently a new policy- as well as the normal yet not fancy fare. One food however, would not be served. Hot dogs. He figured students would have had enough of them. "Then the bonfire will begin. One more thing, I would like to congratulate the seventh and fifth years on successful completion of their exams. Go enjoy your meals" With that, Mortimer released the students to their meals and conversations, while yearbooks were handed out.
OOC-I apologize profusely for the lack of House winners and Head Student winners. While Morimer blames the earlier plot IC, I do not and accept full responsibility. House points will be awarded to all those participating in events, much like in classes. The yearbook link will be provided on the OOC board this week, by Amelle who has kindly continued to manage this. Please thank her, once the link goes up, as she did this on her own and most likely spent a good deal of time on it. Please do not burn yourself, as the staff would be watching and prevent any catastrophic events, as well as serious injuries during the events. The scavenger hunt will be posted in the Gardens. Have fun!
Subthreads: Hot Dog Eating Contest. (nm) by Headmaster Brockert with Aria Yale
Egg and Broom Race (nm) by Headmaster Brockert
Sack Race (nm) by Headmaster Brockert with Charlie B-F-R, Teppenpaw, Clark Dill, Aladren
Three Legged Race (nm) by Headmaster Brockert with Wendy Canterbury, Rupert Princeton, Wendy
Fire (nm) by Headmaster Brockert with Waverly Canterbury, Henny B-F-R, Effie Arbon, Charlotte Spencer, Arabella Brockert
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July 13, 2014 4:46 PM
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Aria Yale
July 20, 2014 10:08 PM
I don't understand the point of this. by Aria Yale
Aria had no plans of anything during the Field Day events or the bonfire. Her only goal was to find a tent that night and just wait to see who was left that would have to share with her. Other than that, she was just planning to wander around to see what was going on. Aria was not very close to anyone at Sonora, so she knew that she would be spending the day on her own, but did not take this in a negative way. She was rather used to doing things on her own now and merely looked forward to spending her summer with her friends back home.Wearing a light-weight spaghetti strap romper shorts outfit that flowed gently with any breeze and hemp sandals, Aria walked slowly through the student body mass on the Quidditch pitch. She had decided to go back to her blonde hair and curls. She had enjoyed the straight red hair throughout the year, but she hadn’t felt completely herself with it. That morning, she had removed the charms from her hair and allowed the natural erratic curls to return to their full glory.
She had no idea what a ‘Field’ Day was, but after wandering around for a while, she came to the conclusion that it was just a bunch of random team games that people enjoyed to do. She thought they looked rather funny in the sacks or flying around with an egg on broom. She wasn’t sure if these were normal games for everyone; they never played them before while she was here. Still, if she had a partner for any of them, she wouldn’t mind giving the games a try.
As she wandered around the field, watching others enjoying the festivities, she paused in front of the hot dog eating contest. She was not sure what a ‘hot dog’ was, but by the looks and smell of the items in questions, she thought it was some sort of pork product. Being a non-meat eater, Aria had no intention of joining such a contest, but she was curious to know what it was about. She watched as others prepared for the contest. She did not understand how eating an odd looking item of food that had a weird smell would be fun for anyone, but it must be popular if the school decided to include it in their field day.
When the contest finally did begin, Aria regretted her curiosity to it. She watched as her peers began to shove the items of food into their mouths without really chewing. The thought of putting that into her mouth revolted her and she felt rather queasy standing in front of the table full of contestants. Aria brought her hands up and covered her mouth. She was too mesmerized by the disgust she was witnessing to actually move away from the contest and ease her discomfort. Just watching the contestants half chew on the meat, their cheeks puffed out to the point that they looked like chipmunks storing food for the winter, she nearly lost her appetite. “Why is this fun?” She asked the person beside her. “This is the most ghastly thing I have ever witnessed.”
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