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Old 09-18-2018, 10:35 PM   #152 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Abraham Orlando Botros-Giordano
Gryffindor
Fourth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Ivor Balfour Spurling Stemp
Slytherin
First Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Alexei Dragomirov Petrov
Slytherin
Sixth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
TBC
Slytherin

Hogwarts RPG Name:
August Arthur Orpington
Ravenclaw
Second Year
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Okay. Games. Abra could do this. He could have fun. He could totally ignore the Headmaster's presence and focus on playing a game for this class. Except for the occasional glances he kept sort of shooting the man uhhhh.

At the say-so from Professor Stewart, Abra clicked into the rectangle at the top of the screen where 'cutecats' was still displayed, and typed 'F-R-E-E-O-N-L-I-N-G-A-M-E-S', getting the spelling just a little bit wrong. Thing was, his words from before were still in the rectangle, so when he clicked 'search' thingy, he actually searched for 'cutecatsfreeonlingames' which... wasn't what he had been told to do.

UhhhhHHHHHH.

Abra didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to get rid of the words he'd already typed in, and now they were all piling up. To make matters worse, his anxiety levels got even higher when Scrimgeour spoke up from not too far away, making Abra jolt almost violently in alarm.

Uh oh. Unhappy Headmaster, points being taken, and here was Abra hugely failing at what he was being told to do. Feeling certain the spotlight would be on him next - for no real reason other than that was what his anxiety was telling him - Abra tried to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible and did his best to look busy. With no idea of how to get out of his predicament, and not wanting to call attention to himself, Abra just began clicking madly on the words in the search rectangle in the hope that it would make them go away. There was probably a better way to do it but... well... he obviously didn't know it.

Oh. It was blue. The words were covered in blue. WHY were they covered in blue? Abra froze and stared at his screen for a moment, not... quite... knowing what to do. When nothing else happened, he cautiously pressed the F button, and watched as the words disappeared, replaced by the letter 'f'. Breathing a huge sigh of relief, Abra tried again, typing in 'F-R-E-E-O-N-L-I-N-G-A-M-E-S', and clicking 'search'.

This was a lot more stressful than it needed to be.
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