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aRogueOne · 06-21-2021, 04:53 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

It was her most brilliant plan yet, as evidenced by the fact that it had FIVE whole steps. That was four steps more than any of her usual plans and now that she had managed steps 1-4, it was time for slug delivery. Even though slugs weren't as fun as frogs were, Kins hoped that Lewis would like them anyway. She hand-picked the four slimiest, wiggliest ones just for him! It was the perfect way to cheer him up, she was sure of it.

An Amateur's Guide to Gifting Slugs - written by Kinsay James:
Step One: Acquire jar
Step two: Acquire (4) slugs
Step Three: Prepare jar environment
Step Four: Transfer slugs to prepared jar
Step Five: Deliver jar to Lewis

So with the jar of slugs in hand, Kins began her climb of the moving stairs, careful to hold onto the railing with her free hand so as not to fall should the stairs change course halfway through her ascent. See? So smart. Things had been especially hard lately, but this one thing was going right and it meant everything.

Well, it was going right. It was going so right.

Until it wasn't.

Because the very next step Kinsay took was onto one of the trick stairs, causing her to trip forward and let go of her jar. "NOOOooooOOOOoooOOOooooo!" As if happening in slow motion, Kins watched it fly through the air, the glass immediately shattering into bits upon contact with the stairs... Leaving the staircase covered in broken glass, dead slugs, and .... lots of mud.

As for Kinsay? She was a whole mess.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. "No, no, no, no, no!!!!!" No no no no no no.

Step Five: Deliver jar to Lewis
Step Five: Shatter jar and kill slugs

Where was Ingrid Luck going? If you’d asked her before she’d witnessed the absolute massacre in front of her, she may have been able to give an answer. She’d most likely have given the asker of the question some boring answer about homework or something to do with magical creatures. Not now.

As if in slow motion, Ingrid watched, her eyes as wide as tennis balls as the jar just seemed to float out of Kinsay’s hand and into the air as if the wind itself willed it.

Frozen in place, her hands over her mouth as the trip occurred, Ingrid somehow managed to move sluggishly towards the scene of the accident. “Kinsay, what on earth are you doing?” she asked as she tiptoed through the mud, broken glass and the uh…bodies of the dead slugs. She had meant to ask her if she was okay but somehow, the words just seemed to get lost as they made their way to her mouth.

Reaching down, she helped the girl up to her feet and dusted her off, checking for any cuts and bruises before her attention moved back to the mess. “I just…I don’t think I’ve ever seen anymore fall like that before. You literally tripped and sent flying. It was like time froze,” shaking her head a little now as a small little giggle escaped her lips. “Were the slugs important?” because they were, they were sleepin’ with the fishes now. Life truly was a sluggle sometimes it seemed.

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aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,565 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Hooper Ridley-Rush Gryffindor Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name: Jude Joel MacAfee Law Enforcement	Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack It was her most brilliant plan yet, as evidenced by the fact that it had FIVE whole steps. That was four steps more than any of her usual plans and now that she had managed steps 1-4, it was time for slug delivery. Even though slugs weren't as fun as frogs were, Kins hoped that Lewis would like them anyway. She hand-picked the four slimiest, wiggliest ones just for him! It was the perfect way to cheer him up, she was sure of it. An Amateur's Guide to Gifting Slugs - written by Kinsay James: Step One: Acquire jar Step two: Acquire (4) slugs Step Three: Prepare jar environment Step Four: Transfer slugs to prepared jar Step Five: Deliver jar to Lewis So with the jar of slugs in hand, Kins began her climb of the moving stairs, careful to hold onto the railing with her free hand so as not to fall should the stairs change course halfway through her ascent. See? So smart. Things had been especially hard lately, but this one thing was going right and it meant everything. Well, it was going right. It was going so right. Until it wasn't. Because the very next step Kinsay took was onto one of the trick stairs, causing her to trip forward and let go of her jar. "NOOOooooOOOOoooOOOooooo!" As if happening in slow motion, Kins watched it fly through the air, the glass immediately shattering into bits upon contact with the stairs... Leaving the staircase covered in broken glass, dead slugs, and .... lots of mud. As for Kinsay? She was a whole mess. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. "No, no, no, no, no!!!!!" No no no no no no. Step Five: Deliver jar to Lewis Step Five: Shatter jar and kill slugs Where was Ingrid Luck going? If you’d asked her before she’d witnessed the absolute massacre in front of her, she may have been able to give an answer. She’d most likely have given the asker of the question some boring answer about homework or something to do with magical creatures. Not now. As if in slow motion, Ingrid watched, her eyes as wide as tennis balls as the jar just seemed to float out of Kinsay’s hand and into the air as if the wind itself willed it. Frozen in place, her hands over her mouth as the trip occurred, Ingrid somehow managed to move sluggishly towards the scene of the accident. *“Kinsay, what on earth* are you doing?” she asked as she tiptoed through the mud, broken glass and the uh…bodies of the dead slugs. She had meant to ask her if she was okay but somehow, the words just seemed to get lost as they made their way to her mouth. Reaching down, she helped the girl up to her feet and dusted her off, checking for any cuts and bruises before her attention moved back to the mess. “I just…I don’t think I’ve ever seen anymore fall like that before. You literally tripped and sent flying. It was like time froze,” shaking her head a little now as a small little giggle escaped her lips. “Were the slugs important?”** because they were, they were sleepin’ with the fishes now. Life truly was a sluggle sometimes it seemed.