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Old 09-18-2022, 08:25 AM   #20 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Atlas Flamsteed
Gryffindor
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Mitsuki Rasting
Ravenclaw
Fourth Year

Ministry RPG Name:
Charles Hollingberry
Minister's Office

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Airey Flamsteed
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ZachaŽl Lufkin
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Atlas was rattled...to say the least.

Whatever this...this thing that was happening to him was...he was not gloating about it like he may have fantasized about once or twice during a list making session with Aries about what superpowers they would want if they were ever to fall into a vat of radioactive waste or whatever. That thought alone made him...sad...for reasons...

Heading into the Great Hall for a meal, Atlas quickly and quietly made his way over to the Gryffindor table and sat uncharacteristically all the way at the end of it rather than somewhere in the middle. The house elves had actually prepared some of his favorites today, which was maybe a sign (if one were to believe in such things) that today would be a good day. A better day.

Maybe.

Reaching forward for the bowl of fresh berries coated in sugar, perfect additions to the yogurt he had scooped out for himself, Atlas' eyes widened and mouth dropped open with a silent gasp as both fruit and yogurt suddenly went ZOOMING away from him. The berries were like an spray that swept across the Great Hall and he winced internally at the amount of stains blackberry and raspberry alike would leave on clothing when they were inevitably smashed against someone. The yogurt was even worse and was hurtling itself across the space in a goopy white orb.

"...nonononono..." he mumbled while shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "...not again..."

The rack of toast sitting on the table just to his left began to rattle until, suddenly, each slice flung itself into the air and spun around like boomerangs all about the Gryffindor table while some whizzed off towards other tables to land, er, wherever they landed.

If anyone asked...HE DIDN'T DO IT!
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