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poop! WHAT?! Was Professor Saylen completely bonkers?! was she insane?! Did she really think that they'd put their hand in... poop!!!! Emily shook her head furiously, arms crossed against her chest... she had boundaries. Boundaries that Professor Saylen was trying to make her cross. She resisted. HOUSE POINTS!!! yelled Emily's subconscious (in her head)... yes house points indeed... Reluctantly Emily went to collect a pair of gloves... pulling them as far up her arm as they would go. This was not going to be fun, but at least she couldn't smell the poop. It seemed to be odourless. Rolling up the sleeves of her work robes, and scrunching up her nose Emily dipped a gloved finger in a mushy poop like substance... it wasn't warm but it wasn't cold. Still the feeling made her uneasy. She withdrew her finger... then taking a deep breath she mustered up the courage and plunged her whole hand into a white bucket... mooshy...... moooshy....... mooooooshy... more moosh. "Nothing!" exclaimed Emily... there was nothing in her bucket! what a waste! Emily was not impressed. |
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:blink: What? Waht did she say were in the buckets? Chocolate was the only one that had registered with her. The other buckets had animals... droppings, in them. And they had to... touch them? :erm: Probably not the thing she should be worrying about, but what was the educational benefit of this? She went to the front and collected some gloves. Yeah, she'd really touch it without them. Now the hard part. Chosing which She decided on the chocolate pudding. At least if she spilled it on her she could lick it off. Well, she could for the other buckets, but that wouldn't taste nice. Dipping her hand in and feeling around she was reminded of the fact she'd never become a plumber. 'It's chocolate pudding, chocolate pudding.' she had to keep telling herself. She re-drew her hand in defeat. There was nothing in the nice bucket! Just her luck. She put her hand near her mouth, thinking about licking some off but looking at the poo made her lose her appitite. Had the professor gone crazy? These house points better be worth it... |
Post #2 Okay, so goat droppings were out. Samira repressed a shiver at the unwanted memory. There was no doubt this would scar her for life... She decided to pick another bucket. Chocolate pudding. Pudding was safe. At least...she hoped it wasn't disguised as poop! Ew. Walking forward, she didn't hesitate as much as she did with the goat droppings. At least THIS was chocolate! She plunged her hand in. Feeling around the pudding, she scraped the bottom with her fingers before admitting there was nothing there. Darn. Pulling her hand out, she realized there was another option...*gulp* the manure... |
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That's even more disgusting than cleaning Mr. Fluffy's litter box! Wait! Did I hear...house points?? :gasp: Savannah quickly put in her gloves and shoved her hands in the goat dropping, hopping to find the bezoar. She gagged at the terrible smell of goat droppings. What was wrong with Professor-Weirdo?? Wait! What is that thing she's feeling? It feels hard and bumpy, could it be...the bezoar? :gasp: Already saying hello to 5 points to Slytherin, Savannah grasped the thing hard and took both of her hands out of the goat droppings. Ewww! Ewww! Ewww! But...the 5 points are going to Slytherin! Savannah loosened the grasp on the stone...IT'S NOT THE STONE! IT'S NOT THE STONE! Whatever it is it's not the stone!! And it's...beeping? Savannah could not figure out what it was but whatever it is, it's weird. SPOILER!!: the thing |
post #3 Samira steeled herself. This was it. The Manure. Samira would rather be writing a 5-foot potions assignment than stick her hand in manure! But the House Points were calling to her. So she did. She first let her fingers skim the top delicately. She felt nothing, so she went a little deeper. This. Is. So. Disgusting! :x3: Still nothing. Okay, here goes nothing. Samira held her breath and plunged her hand as deep as it would go. Thank Merlin for gloves! Luckily the manure was odorless, so Samira isn't in any real danger of passing out. She dug around and felt like screaming in frustration. There was nothing! Nothing! She dug inside cow manure and STILL didn't find her egg! Argh! She would just have to keep trying. It was for House Points after all! |
Post 1! Nika looked at her professor worriedly. Had she gone insane? The first class they were given odd alterations, the second class they had to sign weird contracts/permission slips, and now this? Did Nika want to dig into poop? No. Heck no. Nika bolted to the box of plastic gloves in her attempt to be the first to get a pair. She didn't want them to run out or anything because that would be bad. Very bad. Nika examined the gloves carefully. She needed to check for holes. She gave a weak smile when she noticed they were both hole free and then slipped them on her hands. She did this very carefully as to waste some time that she could be using to search in the Once the gloves were taken care of she walked rather reluctantly back to the buckets. Animals are cute, poo not so cute. She looked into the three buckets and tried to figure out which one was which. But they all looked the same! Nika gave up and stuck her hand into the one she thought looked the least like poo. "Please be pudding, please be pudding, please be pudding, please be pudding, please be-" Nika stopped when her hand had broken the top layer. "This doesn't feel like pudding." Nika moved her fingers around in the gooey substance. It was very thick and was definitely not pudding. Nika jumped back with disgust. "Ew!" She yanked her hand out of the bucket and stuck her tongue out. "Okay Nika suck it up. Suck it up for Gryffindor." Nika tried to convince herself out of it, but she knew that Gryffindor needs the points. "For Gryffindor." she breathed out in defeat. Nika brought her hand back towards the same poo-filled bucket. She forced it all the way to the bottom and felt her way around. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Just great. |
Poop post #2 Emily cringed, she couldn't believe she had just doen that. What a dishusting and horrid thing to do... it didn't even matter of it was chocolate pudding... the idea of poop made her stomach churn... not good... Backing away from the table Emily crounched closer to the ground, taking big deep breaths, she really didn't want to vomit in front of all her peers... Suck it up, she thought to herself.... After composing herself, Emily mustered up the courage to have another go at the bucket thing.... please be the egg! she thought hysterically as she selected a random gold bucket... she had put her egg in a gold one right? |
Post #1 Text Cut: Luna Laufghudd ... Alright! That did it! They were meant to be digging their hands in pure animal poop?! Well, apparently not pure poop--there was a bezoar in some buckets, and their egg was hidden away in another. Sierra was of good mind to just leave that bezoar and egg hidden away forever. Nothing was worth sticking her hands in a disgusting collection of prairie pile! She may have even turned around and walked off had it not been for the fact that they were going to be awarded house points for this. That was the only--repeat only--reason she'd decided to stay. Well, that plus the fact she'd probably receive a detention for leaving class early and without permission. So with a small sigh, she collected a pair of gloves, slid them up as far as she could, and then submerged her hand into her first bucket. At least the stuff was odorless. Still, though, the very thought of it alone was enough to make Sierra want to gag. She moved her hand around and around, trying not to think about what she was digging in. She tried to be careful, too, so that she wouldn't break her egg. If this was even the bucket her egg was in. Finally feeling something that just might be an item she was looking for, Sierra withdrew her hand. She watched as the thick, dark material oozed through her fingers and back into the bucket. Ugh... It'd just been a rather lumpy piece of poop. |
post #4 Samira felt like crying. This was so gross! Her glove was covered in poop, she was hot and sticky, and she STILL hasn't found the blasted egg OR the boazar!! Was this some kind of punishment?! For Slytherin... Samira walked to the next nearest bucket which looked like cow manure. For Slytherin... This time, the young Slytherin didn't waste anytime being squeamish like before. She held her breath and dug her hand right in. For Slytherin... Please let it be an egg. Please let it be a boazar. Please, please please please!! She searched and searched, but it was in vain. There was no egg or boazar. Samira once again felt like crying. For Slytherin... |
Post #1 Kurumi wrinkled her nose as she watched her buckets do their dance in front of her as she listened to Professor Saylen speak. What did this have to do with CARE of Magical Creatures? Kurumi was beginning to miss the lessons from last term where they had actually gotten some hands on experience touching and handling creatures like Chibi. Kurumi frowned. She still wanted to see Chibi again. Putting all thoughts about the dugbog out of her mind for the moment, Kurumi retrieved a pair of plastic gloves before returning to her station. Slipping them on, Kurumi leaned in hoping for there to be some sort of hint as to what was what. She sniffed, but didn't smell a thing. "Professor, these are odorless...but are they also tasteless?" Being a cook and all, her pallet was exceptionally accurate. Even so, Kurumi didn't fancy eating poo. If she found the bucket of pudding, she could always conjure a spoon and eat it while she continued her search though. |
Waiting for his turn to get his gloves. He trys not to make eye contact with Sierra who look like she would tip the bucket over his head if he so much as smirked at her. Taking 2 pair of gloves ,then removing his wand and pointing it at the first pair "Impervius " conident that no Pudding could seep through he repeats the spell on the second pair and sets them down next to Sierra. Gloves on he reaches in to the bucket feeling a small hard object at the bottom of the bucket Jackpot after a goog 30 seconds of chasing it around the bottom of the bucket he traps it. Pulling it out only to find it is a small pearl looking button "Um Proffessor Do you want you button back " grinning at her and holding it up so she could see. |
Post #5 Samira walked up to a bucket filled with chocolate pudding. She was starting to feel sick because of all the digging she was forced to do with poo. Do with poo. Heh. That rhymed. Samira shoved her hand into the pudding. She was getting really tired of this. What was the point any- Wait. Was that... Samira didn't dare believe it. But...it was! She felt something hard and smooth in the pudding. Rounded...Smooth....YES! Samira recognized her neat writing on the pudding covered egg. Now she felt like crying out of joy! "Professor!" she said excitedly, holding up the egg. "Professor I found it! Look, Professor! I found my egg!" Samira was about ready to start dancing and singing out of happiness! Now all she needed to do was find that boazar... |
post #2 SPOILER!!: post 1 Setting his first pize on the table he sticks his hand back in but this time pretending that somthing has grabbed his arm and is pulling him in further wich requiers him to use his outher hand,Pulling both hands out and holding them out in from of him he looks over to Kurumi " Kurumi you look like you could use a hug " grinning at the lil Griff he slowly does his frankenstin walk towards her ,grinning at each step |
Post #2 Sierra glared at the buckets of poo, wanting to 'Evanesco' every last bit of the animal business. Couldn't she just summon the egg and bezoar? She could, but she'd probably summon splatters of poo along with them. When she looked at that it that way, she didn't mind digging her hands in the buckets that much. At least this way involved her wearing protective gloves. ... Wait. Whaaaa?! Had she had a mouthful of pumpkin juice, she may have just spit it out. Had Hollingberry really just asked if the stuff was tasteless? Did it matter?! Eww... While it was true that one of the buckets contained pudding, just knowing that the other two contained poo was enough to turn Sierra's stomach away from wanting to eat. She started to roll her eyes at the Gryffindor girl, but thought better of it and turned back to her buckets. As she plunged her hands into a second bucket, she happened to discover that Michael White, of all people, had taken the spot next to her. Great. She hadn't talked to him since that day in Lafay's office, and she didn't plan on talking to him now. She focused all her attention on digging through the bucket. ...and a moment later, she pulled out a piece of...something. She shook the poo back into the bucket, so that all she was left with was the item. It was...a tooth? A tooth. A TOOTH?!?! She didn't even want to know how it got there. |
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Post #2 SPOILER!!: Post #1 Kurumi peered into her three buckets again wondering what was what. She peered into her blue bucket and examined its contents for a few moments. She supposed that there really was no use in just staring at it. The only way to figure out what was what was to get her hands dirty - as the expression went. Closing her eyes, Kurumi shoved her hand into the bucket and immediately felt like she was going to be sick. Unless the chocolate pudding had been heated up before being put into their buckets, she was pretty sure that her hand was in some serious poo right now. Quote:
Well, at least now she knew she was rummaging through goat poo? Kurumi opened her eyes to see Sierra gawking at her. Clearly, she was just as grossed out by this activity as she was. "It's disgusting, isn't it," she smiled nervously. Quote:
Kurumi's nose wrinkled up even more when she saw the goo dripping off his gloved hands as he slowly made his way over to her like some creepy poo zombie. "N-N-No thanks," she said through clenched teeth. |
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Professor Saylen! Question! Text Cut: You Huh? Wait, wait, wait, what?! His eyes widened, VERY MUCH. And then he frowned. THAT WAS IT. He'd had it. First Vindictus and now Saylen? At least Vindictus had taught them something in Herbology. The boy raised his hand, the frown no longer there, he was keeping his expression NEUTRAL, for Aslan's sake. "Excuse me, Professor, but what does this have to do with Care of Magical Creatures?" Like...were they even going to be focusing on any creature AT ALL, during this class. He didn't want to do this. No. Never mind the points. But if he had to, well, there was no other choice but put some gloves on, right? |
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Turning her attention away from the small mess she had made, she looked at the egg Michael had pulled out. "An egg? How did that get in there?" she wondered. Not that she really wanted to know the answer to that question. She looked at the ball of grossness in her hand and sighed. It was probably just another clump of digested grass. However, as she cleaned it off she found that its surface was hard...almost like a stone. Now having cleaned off all of the poo contents, Kurumi's eyes brightened and she threw her arms around Michael giving him that hug he had been looking for. "I found a bezoar!" she chirped. |
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Man she was glad it had no smell, she didn't know if she could do it had it been with smell and all. Her hand moved in it for awhile, not finding anything yet. She was careful in case there was the egg in it. No squashing Sheldon! |
Post One! The fact that the Chocolate pudding was bordered on both sides by buckets of animal excrement was the main reason why Patroclus hadn't alread sunk his head into the bucket and eaten his way out! Plus the fact that he could no longer tell them apart was also a little worrying! However he was not one to shy away from getting dirty! So on went the gloves, and in his hands when into the red bucket! The warmth being produced by the content of the bucket for a moment made him a little queasy on the stomach, but then he just got over and started to deal with it! The sensation of the bucket's content felt kinda cool, through the plastic gloves, if one forgot what it could possibly be! |
Post #3 SPOILER!!: post #2 Flicking off the remaining bits of goat poop off the bezoar, Kurumi set it down on the table and looked back at the goat poop bucket. Since she had found that in the bucket, it was probably safe to say that she was done digging through goat poop...right? Repeating the word, goat poop, in her head so many times was making herself feel queasy. Pushing the blue bucket to the side, Kurumi reached for the purple bucket next and looked into it.It certainly looked different from the goat poop one, but whether that meant it was a bucket of pudding or cow poop was an entirely different story. Just as quickly as she had done with the goat poop - she really needed to stop saying those two words -the thrust her arm into the bucket and once again felt the warmth that indicated she had her hand in poop...cow poop. Swallowing, she turned her head towards the ceiling as her hands searched the warm goo. As she continued to search for her egg, Kurumi began to wonder if she was going to find anything... |
Post 2 After pulling out her hand from the chocolate pudding, Emily turned and eyed the exit. Maybe she could make a break for it? This was how desperate she was to not put her hand in animal poo. 'Oh suck it up' she told herself. Sighing, she pulled her gloves up and high as they would go. Just to be sure. Poke. She put her finger into the goat droppings then quickly took it out. It was... soft? Ew. Taking a deep breath she plunged her hand in. She wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing! |
Post #3 Trying to shake off the feeling that she'd just pulled a tooth out her bucket of poo, Sierra submerged her hand back into the same bucket. Unless she'd overlooked something, the first bucket she'd dug in had contained nothing, so that meant the bucket she was digging in now contained one of her items, and the other bucket probably contained the other. She was digging in the goat poo bucket, she assumed, because the poo she was digging in definitely didn't look like cow manure. She half-closed her eyes in disgust as she felt her way through the material. After this class was over, she just wanted a shower, and she didn't even want to look at another magical creature for the next day or two. Pretty soon, her hand came across something large and round that definitely felt bigger than the pieces of poo she was digging through. It couldn't be her egg, she assumed, because it was a little larger than that, too. At first, she thought she had a good hold on it, but then it slipped out of her fingers and went elsewhere in the bucket. She made a face at that, but then she just dug deeper so that she could find it again. Now that she knew it--the bezoar, maybe?--was in there, she wasn't giving up so easily. Finally, she grabbed a hold of it again and pulled it out. Sure enough, it was a hairy ball of nastiness--a bezoar. She shook some of the poo off it and back into the bucket, and then put it off to the side, so she could continue her hunt. |
Poop post #3 Yes... Emily was sure her egg bucket had been gold... she dragged the gold bucket toward her, cringing slightly she put her gloved hand into the.... poop... Honestly were they supposed to be able to tell the difference? one thing for sure though... this was NOT chocolate pudding! It was squishy but not soft, the lumpy poop was hard and had flecks of grass everywhere in it... gross... yucky yuck yuck yuck! *Emily wrinckled up her nose even more* This was by far one of the most disgusting things she had ever done... and she had had to do some gross things in her time. Mustering up what was left of her dwindling courage she plunged her gloved hand deeper into the poop. Feeling around blindly Emily's hand clasped around somthing, it was roundish... but not squishy and had a different weight compared to the other poop she's felt. Was it the egg?!?!? Eagerly Emily withdrew her hand, being careful enough not to damage it if it was the egg... And sure enough it was! Her egg was back in her hand... a bit morese for wear than before but it was her egg nonetheless. Emily-Claw Still... Emily didn't understand why they required an egg with their name/symbol on it... especially now that is was covered in poo poo... Saylen was nuts! |
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