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Grounds / Re: First Rank Test [participants & spectators]
« Last post by Akiyama Ren on Yesterday at 09:45:32 PM »
Even though Ren wasn't participating this this year's Seishin no Mezame, he felt his heart beat faster as he entered the arena. How could he not think back to the year before, when he had been on this very same stage with this very same goal in mind? He had struggled to complete his test. It had been the most draining endeavor he had ever undertaken, but that was the beauty of it, wasn't it? Wasn't it supposed to be the greatest challenge of someone's young life? It was also the thing that made him most proud. Even if some other students didn't, and wouldn't, know what it felt like. Ren didn't understand the students who were content to be a second rank for their entire schooling. Ren couldn't fathom that lack of ambition from someone, anyone.

A part of him wanted to leave. He could feel the nerves rising in his chest like bile, and he was getting a headache. He hadn't even been this nervous for his own performance. He had been so still, so calm. He had been Ryou exactly, from the moment he stepped on the stage. He had done that on purpose, hiding behind his cousin's cool demeanor made him strong, like ice. It made him impenetrable, invincible. He had been sure that he could do anything and he had been certain of his skills.  He had practiced hard finding the right thing, just showy enough. He was a performer, in his heart. While he lacked stage presence, he made up for it in talent and sheer force of will.

He had chosen to practice Genjutsu. His best subjects were theoretical—magical theory and particle synergy—and neither of those seemed to fit a spectacle. He struggled in scrying, but that didn't seem particularly interesting either. While he was passable at summoning, he did not like the feeling of being bonded to a living thing, even a spirit. He did not like the feeling of their power running through him. He wanted to feel his own power fun through him. That was why he had settled on illusions. As a fifth year, he was of age with most students taking the test. There were several sixth years participating, but many who were able had already passed in their fifth year and those who attempted their sixth year often had failed their test in the year before, at least that was how it seemed to Ren. The fourth years were more impressive, and Ren was mildly jealous of their tenacity and ability. He had not been ready at the end of his fourth year, but he also juggled his learning with several other things—like avoiding Sono Natsuo like the plague.

His presentation had been exciting. He had timed his whole routine to a score of his own creation, using his skills in illusions to play against his musical talent. He had focused on the advanced skill of shapeshifting. While he had never truly changed his shape, the audience saw him transform into several different animals before his finale, where he projected himself in the shape of a dragon and breathed fire at the audience, fire that felt warm as it approached their faces. He had barely made it backstage before collapsing from exhaustion. The music, a dramatic symphony, had been the hardest part to maintain, as he needed to constantly think of each instrument and the notes they played.  Of course, no one else wrote a part of a symphony for their presentation. He didn't even think that Ryou had done that. He was still proud as he recalled it. Ren had the melody burned in his mind forever, now, with no means to get it out into the real world. He couldn't truly play every instrument, and it wasn't his style of music. He found himself humming it to himself as he waited for the students to begin.

The first performance was from a girl in his house. She performed a summoning ritual which was rather impressive. He found himself nodding after she was done. She would certainly make it, that had been a beautiful performance. He wished the best for her, as his housemate, even though they did not know each other all that well. He continued watching as a fourth year boy he did not know approached the stage. He had chosen Genjutsu, as Ren had, and Ren could not help but compare their performances. His was impressive as well, but Ren selfishly thought that his own had been better. Of course, he had an additional year to learn and practice.

He clapped for him despite it all, then looked excited when he saw Rin approach the stage. He hoped sincerely that she would make it, as he knew how hard she had been training. He had helped in what he was able to help with, but could take no credit for her making it this far. She had done all of that on her own, and she deserved this. Ren and Rin were good friends. They were a “couple” but they both knew that was just a ruse. Mostly, he admired her. He liked having her around him and appreciated her. He appreciated what she was willing to do for him, but their arrangement was beneficial for both parties and he knew that too. Would things change when she became a first rank? Would she no-longer need him? Would it affect their “relationship”? He thought that she might deserve a chance at real love with someone who really fancied her, but he felt selfish. If he could fancy girls, he would fancy her. If he could love a woman, he would probably love her. That was enough. He wouldn't let his selfish desire to keep her clash with his desire to see her succeed. She wanted this, and she deserved it.

He was surprised to see that she, too, had chosen an illusion as her presentation. It suited her and was very difficult to maintain. He knew from experiencing how tiring illusions could be. Her presentation was phenomenal, though he was a bit biased, and he clapped louder and harder for her than he had for the rest. He wanted to go check on her to make sure he was okay, but unfortunately he couldn't leave his seat. He would just have to wait to see what would happen next.
Grounds / Re: First Rank Test [participants & spectators]
« Last post by Ding Na Xia on Yesterday at 12:25:10 PM »
The fourth year witch sat in the audience feeling disappointed with herself as her left arm sat in a sling. She had begun the test earlier in the week, but clearly she wasn't exactly ready for it per her injury and being out cold for a day and a half. She couldn't recall what happened to save her life, but nonetheless, she was ill prepared for it. Ding Na Xia passed part one, failed part two, and wasn't even awake to attempt part three. Now she was a part of the audience with students who didn't bother trying or were too young. Maybe there were others that were like her, but she didn't look for them.

At least she was awake to see the final performances.

It gave her a pit in her stomach as she watched students perform their magic. She should be up there too, or at least she wanted to be. Na Xia felt sad, that she had to return home to let her family know she did not pass even though they themselves believed she was ready and would. There was a part of her that dreaded going back home, she felt shame. But a little voice in the back of her head noted that her older siblings were a year older than her when they tested. So maybe the next year would be her year to shine.

She watched her friends Mori-kun and Rin-san do their magical displays, and she was proud of the two. If she could silently clap for them, she would. She wanted them to succeed and do well, and was happy to see they had made it all the way through to the end to show off their magic. She hoped the judges liked their performances and gave them good scores. After all, the Mizuchi couldn't be angry or upset her friends would be above her. She believed she'd be able to join them after succeeding in next year's test if their names were announced at the ceremony.

Now she knew the real difficulty of the second test, she vowed to train even harder so she could become among the first rank students next year. She wanted to start her training over the summer to build her endurance and strength even further. She won't give up. Na Xia told herself she'll continue to try. The witch didn't smile, not even once as the magical showcase progressed. She was busy in her head coming up with a schedule and ideas on how to improve.
Grounds / Re: First Rank Test [participants & spectators]
« Last post by Sakamoto Rin on Yesterday at 09:45:09 AM »
Nervousness wasn't exactly a feeling the petite Japanese was used to. In fact, she hated it. The way it made her palms sweat, the butterflies in her stomach that were definitely not the positive kind of butterflies… She wasn't in control of her emotions and she couldn't remember the last time she had felt this way. The last few days had been hard, she couldn't deny that, but she had gone through task after task with a feeling of self-confidence and everything had worked out just like she'd expected it.

Rin had worked hard for this, she'd worked hard since her first day here and even before that, always trying to be the best in what she was doing. Her studies had paid off and she would have to make sure to thank Ren for all his help. Sure, she probably would have managed everything on her own but his help had made it a lot easier. She'd always been fond of him and respected him but ever since they had begun dating she'd considered him a really good friend. Yes, she definitely would have to think of a way to thank him properly.

However, now was absolutely not the right time to think about it. The dark-haired girl closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down, to take one deep breath after another. She'd come this far, she wouldn't fail now. Rin knew it might sound melodramatic but she didn't know how she'd be able to look at herself in the mirror if she messed this up. But she wouldn't. No, she could do this.

"Sakamoto Rin, please enter the stage.“

After another deep breath she opened her eyes, her gaze steady and focused. This was it. This was her time to shine. Without looking back once, not even at her twin sister, the Mizuchi entered the stage, trying not to let the nervousness that was running through her show.

She had spent hours after hours thinking about her showcase and coming up with something had actually been the hardest thing during the past few months. At first she'd thought about proving that she'd improved her magical weaknesses but neither Onmyodo not Scrying were typical showcase classes. She wouldn't win anything, wouldn't impress anyone by sitting down and trying to read a prophecy. No, she needed something more beautiful, something more flashy.

It had taken her about an hour to prepare for this, every stroke of her brush had been examined closely in the mirror, every hair was in place and there wasn't a single crease in her kimono. Rin had wanted to look like a traditional geisha and she had succeeded. Most of her face was white, her lips were painted cherry red and her black eyeliner was on point. However, she knew that it would mean nothing if her spells wouldn't be just as perfect.

After bowing deeply to the judges and then a little less deep to the audience, Rin knelt down and focused on the task before her. Genjutsu was one of her best subjects and the judges knew it as well as she did but compared to some of the older students who were taking the test, she was actually just a fourth year, meaning that she was supposed to know less than one of the fifth or sixth years. She was quite sure that it didn't mean that they were expecting anything less from her, though. On the contrary. They'd probably pay even more attention to a fourth year who wanted to become a first rank student than to the older students.

And then it was time. Time to show what she was capable of.

At first there was a gentle breeze, seemingly coming from nowhere and it even seemed to ruffle some of the students' hair. It was an illusion of course, just like everything that would happen within the next few minutes. Soon the breeze was accompanied by the fresh and sweet smell of sakura and after muttering another incantation the air didn't only smell of the Japanese cherry blossom but there were also tiny light pink petals flying through the air, first in a rather chaotic way and then in a pattern, circling the young girl without touching her.

Her breath was still quiet, she didn't feel exhausted yet but the biggest trick was yet to come. It was easy to let everyone think the breeze was actually real and it was also rather easy to cast the illusion of the tiny cherry blossoms, even combined with the smell, the next aspect of her show wouldn't be so easy anymore, though. It required the manipulation not only of the judges' ki but also of that of the audience. For a short second her gaze flickered to Yamashita-sensei but of course the woman's face was like a mask. It didn't matter, though. If she didn't believe in her, she wouldn't have given her approval.

Rin stood up and began to move, her feet taking the steps she had memorised so well over the last weeks. At first it looked as if she was dancing, graceful and slow, but then it changed, becoming faster and stronger, as she was twirling over the stage, performing her own kata. All the while, the cherry blossoms were accompanying her but when she suddenly stopped in a low kake-dachi, the blossoms formed a cloud right in front of her. Concentrating, the girl muttered another spell, focusing all her energy on it, and when the cloud exploded, it was as if she was looking in the mirror.

With Yuki, people were used to seeing two girls with the same face but this was different. While the twins could look absolutely alike, they usually didn't. Yuki wore her hair lighter, her clothes were different and she wore basically no make up. The girl who was now standing opposite her was a splitting image of her. Rin began to move again and her copy did too and they continued the kata in perfect sync.

Another minute passed until the two girls stopped right in front of each other and after a quick bow, the copy attacked. Blow followed after blow and Rin blocked each oft it, returning the attacks as fiercely as possible. They moved in a blur, fighting with high kicks and low kicks, hand techniques and punches. Of course she couldn't lose as the copy was doing exactly what she wanted her to do but the physical exercise paired with the mental exhaustion maintaining the illusion caused her was ten times worse than every normal training session.

Knowing that she couldn't keep it up much longer, Rin ducked down, evading a kick, and when she came back up, both her hands moved forward as quickly as possible. When the heels of her palms touched the copy's chest, she exploded in a pink cloud of petals that began raining down the stage, even reaching the audience. Not allowing herself to smile, Rin kept a straight face as she bowed deeply in front of the judges again and left the stage.

It was only when the judges weren't able to see her anymore that the Mizuchi slid down a wall, her body shaking as she gasped for air. One minute longer and everything would have collapsed, the illusion as well as her dream of becoming one of the few fourth year first ranks and despite the exhaustion her lips finally formed a soft smile. She'd done it. Now all she could do was hope that it had been enough.
The Sorting Hat / Re: Character changes & retcons!
« Last post by Gryffin13235 on March 23, 2017, 12:41:47 AM »
 Character's name: Newt potter
Changes made:
- Added former sheet to the profile
- No other changes at this time

This is not the place for you to post since you have not been initially Sorted yet - you should be posting here for your first profile review. Please see the PM I am about to send for more information.
The Sorting Hat / Re: Free & Taken Canon Characters
« Last post by Dylan on March 21, 2017, 04:27:48 AM »
I've been frequently coming back here so I could stare at one particular name on the list. I'd like to apply for Terry Boot please ~ Thanks <3

"Boot, wake up," a distant call sounded as someone shook with him, making his head jerk up. He squinted at the person above him, his vision blurred, throat dry, trying to make out the other's face. He rubbed his cheek with his hand sleepily, blinking as he raised his chest from the desk. He stared at the papers before him and their content written in neat, narrow font. It was a report  from the last finished case that he was supposed to hand in tomorrow. That means he was still in his office he realized and automatically stood up to quickly put the papers on his desk in order. He looked up only for a brief second at his new co-worker who's name he still wasn't able to remember. It always slipped out of his mind.  "What time is it?" He asked, his hands running through some foldiers on his desk, steps quick as he headed to put them back in place.

"It's almost eight in the morning. You were here the whole night man." The unnamed-guy said, while he cleaned his working space as well. Terry noted the man looking at him across the room, eyes scanning his figure from head to toes with his brown eyes, small frown grazing his nice features. "You know, you should sometimes give it a break and go out to have some fun dude. Find yourself someone. Live a little. You look awful." He finally stated.

Terry looked at the other sharply. "I'm perfectly fine." He opposed, his voice firm and calm, legs carrying him back to his desk. His co-worker then shook his head, "if you think so," he said, turning away from him with a sigh. Terry wanted to say something. He wanted to oppose, make some remark, but decided against it because in the end the man wasn't so wrong considering his life. He didn't care though. Above that, he had better things to do than to pointlessly argue with him about this. For example finishing up the second report he still needed to do. On the other side, he could do that after the resuscitation of his brain. He needed a coffee. The heavenly black liquid that was the only possible way for his body to rise from the dead.

The chair cried out as he stood up again, hand running through his dark hair. He stretched his arms above his head and yawned. Grabbing his wand and wallet he left the office, walking slowly towards the lift. He smiled at few wizards that passed him and greeted him but didn't find enough strength to say a word back.

Slowly, he made his way to the atrium. At the cafe he ordered himself one nicely bitter coffee and some cookies to fill up his stomach a bit, thanked politely, and seated himself alone at a table. He wanted to enjoy the silence just with his filled cup and sweets (he really should start eating a bit healthier) and then get back to work so he could leave today before midnight.

Of course, when he got back there was a new pile of work waiting for him. He sat down with a sigh, already regretting he didn't take any of the cookies with him, or a second coffee. This was going to be another long day.

sorry for the delay, this is approved~ @Lwineah
Announcements / Re: [Announcement] The Broomsticks' Break
« Last post by Evan Reavley on March 20, 2017, 04:01:44 PM »

British & Irish League
Regan returns for the win
Puddlemere Keeper taken to St. Mungo's mid-game
Griffins defend home pitch once again
Pride falls once again, to Magpies
Cannons not loaded, Arrows hit the target

Next week, Round Eleven closing games: Tornados @ Harpies, Wasps @ Kestrels;
Round Twelve opening games: Bats @ Griffins, Catapults @ Falcons
East Slavic League
Ironbellies back on top
Re'ems are edged out of first rank in exciting match
Saints didn't have a prayer in Moscow
Miners dig in to win over visiting Castles
Next week, Round Ten opening games: Kings @ Shields, Metalmen @ Panzers, Re'ems @ Bricklayers
The Sorting Hat / Re: Sort me!
« Last post by Sami Sadik on March 18, 2017, 08:36:03 PM »
here I am again >>

Character's name: Sami Sadik
Link to character's EFBs (if applicable): -
Does this character have an approved special feature? If so, please link to the application: -

thanks to whoever takes the time to sort him <3333

The Sorting Hat / Re: Find a Mentor!
« Last post by Isabelle Kneen-Wood on March 17, 2017, 09:44:34 AM »
Character's name: Isabelle Kneen-Wood
Link to character's EFBs (if applicable): None
Does this character have an approved special feature? If so, please link to the application:None
Library / Re: Everybody Needs a Little Help Sometimes [Kikuchi]
« Last post by Kikuchi Shoichi on March 15, 2017, 02:46:53 PM »
Shoichi tensed up. He was not sure where Sakamoto-kun had gotten the idea that she could safely summon and contain a rokudan ika-no-shikigami. Of the many different sixth rank anger spirits, the one she was most likely to attract here was an ashura. Twenty-one years ago, before Sakamoto-kun had even been born, this was the same spirit that Shoichi's predecessor and former schoolmate Kei Chigusa had failed to properly contain during a Summoning demonstration. While protecting his students and trying to banish the ashura, Kei-sensei had been killed. On his shoulder, Rasetsuten sensed Shoichi's alarm and seemed to raise its paper wings expectantly, but it paused to see what Shoichi wished it to do about the situation.

One thing in Yuki's self-narrative might have explained where she was going wrong - she had said that 'anger spirits are of the sixth rank.' Perhaps she thought that all ika-no-shikigami were sixth rank? "Sakamoto-kun," Shoichi cautioned with a stern tone in his voice, "at best you should only be attempting to summon a hachidan shikigami, not a rokudan. This building is not equipped to contain stronger shikigami, and if I was not here and you had brought the spirit into corporeality, it could consume you." He paused and added, "If you are planning to summon it for your showcase that is another case entirely, as we will have the arena prepared for such an event. But here it is not so wise."

By this point he had noticed that Yuki's initial invocation had not brought about any results good or bad, so he relaxed back into his cushion and went on encouragingly, "I suggest that you start with something of lower rank. A Gaki or an Akume, for example. Your formulaic invocation was correct for what you declared you wished to summon but as I said you are too young to be trying to summon a sixth rank spirit in a public space such as this. Your knowledge of this art is extensive, and your confidence quite healthy. Do not let the upcoming test shake that faith in yourself."

Rasetsuten folded itself back down into a nesting shape as Kikuchi-sensei gave Yuki a reassuring nod and waited for her to continue.
New Player's Guide / Re: Welcome to Magical Hogwarts!
« Last post by Becca on March 15, 2017, 12:46:06 AM »
Hi Danny! Welcome! My name's Becca, and like Olivia, I'm a part of the Mentor here on MH. I'm also an avid reader, and though I don't read as many as I'd like, I love classics too! Dickens is my favourite. ^^
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