SPOILER!!: The helpful kid
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Originally Posted by
natethegreat
Nate was minding his own buisness. When he was about ready to take off his knot he heard someone scream. So he simply said "It's not alive. You just moved it a bit when you were trying to take off the knot." He couldn't help but giggle a little. After he was done with that he went back to his own plimpy. He was untying it bit by bit until he finally had it fully off. He put the rope to the side, and waited for furthe instruction.
What the boy said made sense. Afterall, that is what had actually happened unbeknownst to Elijah. However, he didn't take in ANY of the logical explanation the boy gave since he was far too terrified to be processing anything at the moment as he continued to search underneath his desk for a place of safety from resurrecting plimpies.
SPOILER!!: The moody prefect
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Originally Posted by
Lislchen
Lewis had started doodling on his notebook, only half paying attention to what Professor Lafay was talking about. Yes, Plimpies were considered a pest by the Merpeople and something told him Kurumi would need Jonathan's help working with the creature. And in Potions in general. So maybe he should have just taken the seat next to Jonathan and he hadn't known that the house elves were the ones catching the Plimpies from the lake here at Hogwarts.
But he guessed that was an efficient way to do it. At least they didn't kill them.
This time actually fully paying attention to the professor's instruction, Lewis nodded his head slowly and turned around in his seat once more to look at Kurumi. Something told him that she might just be one of the ones to not actively participate in the working-with-the-creature part. But he had to work on the Plimpy on his desk now so he didn't have that much time, staring at her AND JONATHAN!. Right. Back to the plimpy. And untying the knot which held its legs together.
It was only now that Lewis actually looked at who he had sat down next to...and literally jumped in his seat a little. "Oh...hi!" It was Louisa. Oops for not noticing her earlier. AHEM! Right, after a short moment of just looking at the Ravenclaw, he reached for the Plimpy on their desk and slowly started untangling its legs carefully. Phew. There, done. Without damaging the Plimpy at least. He wasn't quite sure what he would have done if he'd harmed the creature right now. Maybe throw it at Jonathan.
But he hadn't, so good.
Forcing a small smile for Louisa while leaning back in his seat again, Lewis' attention was caught by another boy across the room yelling something and hiding under his desk. His eyes briefly flicked to the Plimpy on the boy - and Vickers' - desk...which was very obviously dead. Completely. Dead as a doornail, so to say. "It's Plimpy not Spimpy." The Hufflepuff corrected him with a small - slightly irritated - sigh, turning slightly in his seat. Nooooo, he was not in a bad mood or anything, noooo.
however, his house prefect wasn't too far from his and Vickers' workbench, so when the not-as-attractive-as-Elijah-Huffer oh so
helpfully corrected him, Elijah had managed to snap out of his terror for a moment to hear what he was saying. "Oh wonderful, I am
so glad that at a time like this when a
PLIMPY is resurrecting from the dead again you decide that the appropriate response is to correct my errors."
Who
were these people? It seemed as if all of them were extremely MAD as well as unattractive.
SPOILER!!: The awesome Potions bro
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Originally Posted by
Steelsheen
Vickers, still in mournful mode, turned his head as he could feel sudden movements beside him. The Hufflepuff didnt look all too pleased to say the least, the Ravenclaw mistaking the mouth clamping to be Elijah's way of stifling the mournful cry he himself wanted to make. But just as he has gone back to respectfully straightening out his own Pliimpy Elijah started yelling and hiding under the table.
Wait.... did he say it was alive?
"Its alive???" the Ravenclaw scampered over to his partner's tray, peering ever so hopefully that indeed they had a SURVIVOR, one that would not go quietly into the night.
But as he stood and stared it was increasingly obvious that the Plimpy was doing anything but move. Guh after getting his hopes up, he sat dejectedly back onto his seat, wanting to wibble some moarrrr. But no no not in front of the currently cowering awesome Hufflepuff "Its not alive Elijah " he mumbled sadly "Its moved on to a happier place where Plimpies can swim and not have to worry about being tied in knots and used for parts." Sighs for life!
Elijah watched with his breath held as his knight in shining armour! His saviour! went to investigate his risen-again fish. He confirmed, what everyone else probably expected, that the plimpy was, in fact, dead and Elijah must have been seeing things. "You're sure?" he asked, as his awesomely attractive face began peering up from underneath the desk once more.
Yep, it looked pretty dead...
"Thank Merlin for that. Thanks for finishing it off for me Vickers," he lied, passing it off as if it HAD been alive and Vickers and killed it for him. He didn't want to look like a
complete fool, afterall. "I feared that it may have went for my nose if you hadn't stepped in there and what a waste of such an attractive nose that would be..."
Yep. Lies lies lies.
SPOILER!!: the scary corpse puppeteer
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Originally Posted by
Droo
Good. It seemed like everyone was staying in one way or another... though Hollingberry seemed like she may change her mind later...
"
Master Wilde. I suggest you calm down. Now." she said approaching the panicking boy. She looked at his Plimpy and then to him, and in a very serious and nefarious voice whispered to him, "
It's dead, or did you wish me to cast the unforgivable Death curse at it to make you feel better..." Her eyes narrowed at him and then she straightened.
"
Trust me. Your plimpies are all dead." She had made sure of that last night. "
Now." She resumed pointing at her blackboard with her wand and her plimpy floated up to it. "
There are many parts to a plimpy... let's begin with the external."
She pointed at each part with her wand and the words would appear on the blackboard by them. "
The nares are the nostrils, not for breathing, but for detecting smells. It's how they find food. The eyes obviously or for seeing, and they can see different colors. The fins are used for maintaining position, moving, steering and stopping. The gills are covered by the Opercolum and the mouth obviously is for eating. The scales are the external protection of the plimpy... If you know fish, you know there are four kinds of scales. The scales on a plimpy are the cycloid and ctenoid type. The legs are for walking and when used, they are used whole. Finally the peduncle is the part of the fish that attaches the caudal fin, or tail, to the rest of the body and is used for propulsion."
Her plimpy stayed floating in front of the blackboard. "
Nares are used in many health potions, including Pepperup potion. Can anyone tell me what other potions these ingredients may be found in and why?"
ooc: The picture is not mine. The one I kept drawing looked aweful. This is one I found on Deviantart, by Juan Ruben Juarez M. on which I added the writing.
Suggest he calm down? HMPH! That was easy for her to say. She wasn't close to facing a near death experience by a plimpy come back to life... sorta. "Um, no unforgivable curses needed here ma'am, Vickers here finished him off. I think he is definitely dead now," he quickly untied the knot round the plimpy's legs. "See? Not going anywhere now."
Unforgivable curse?! This unattractive lady was EXTREME.
However, the worst was yet to come. Oh boy, yes it was, because not long after she had offered to cast
illegal magic right there in front of him, than she was FLOATING her own dead plimpy corpse up in front of the board.
Sick.
"Oh gosh, Vickers. I think she is purposefully trying to make us spew," he whispered to his partner, "I am
way to attractive to be spewing my insides. People would probably try and steal my vomit and sell it off in some black market because i'm sure vomit from SUCH a handsome guy would go for a few galleon."
He really didn't even want to think about what sort of potions this fish made. His stomach was unsettled enough as it was. "Vickers? If I
do end up spewing, will you hold my hair back for me? I can't imagine
anything worse than if I were to get sick in my hair. Not even the end of the world is that bad."