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Entry tags:
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- gravity falls: mabel pines,
- gravity falls: stanley pines,
- gravity falls: wendy corduroy,
- heroes: peter petrelli,
- lost girl: kenzi malikov,
- lucifer: lucifer morningstar,
- marvel: clint barton,
- marvel: darcy lewis,
- marvel: natasha romanoff,
- newsflesh: georgia mason,
- penny dreadful: victor frankenstein,
- persona 4: seta souji,
- the amazing spider-man: peter parker,
- the picture of dorian gray: dorian gray,
- the vampire diaries: damon salvatore,
- the vampire diaries: elena gilbert,
- the vampire diaries: katherine pierce,
- the vampire diaries: klaus mikaelson,
- the walking dead game: clementine,
- uncharted: rafe adler,
- undertale: chara,
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- undertale: toriel,
- voltron: pidge gunderson
[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin
Who: Slytherin House! (And friends and visitors, of course!)
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:

The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.
The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.
Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:

The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.
The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.
Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.
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[ pursing her lips, she tilts her head and draws her brows together as she ponders clementine's question. ] Definitely a bunny phobia. [ she pretends to take it seriously, even though there's nothing serious about it at all. leaning forward, she whispers mock conspiratorially, ] Salazar had a bit of a boot fetish. And it's not the kind of boot fetish you might be thinking of.
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she smirks as she leans in too, listening to this whisper as if it's the most serious thing in the world. however, the face she makes afterward is likely very amusing.]
Gross. [and then more seriously, closer to truth.] That guy was kind of the worst for founding our House. Worried about the wrong things.
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[ katerina arches her brow, remains leaned in. the best thing about being able to create these types of stories to make untouchable and unrelatable people interesting is everything and anything's within reach. if she wants to make godric gryffindor a man who had incredibly horrible taste in clothes, she'll do so, even if it's recorded by numerous accounts he'd been impeccably dressed. ]
Salazar Slytherin never found our House. A woman did. And he took the credit for it, since she had better things to do. How does that sound?
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That sounds like what actually happened.
It sounds like the type of rumor I want to start to spread. [in reality, because it's so much better than the truth even if it's tragic because the woman should have been the head. anyone but salazar should have been the head of the whole house.]
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She was too busy travelling the world to be the head of any school. [ she flicks her hand, as though that's to imply that's much greater than setting a legend for herself. but some of the better legends are the ones that are much more quieter in tone. ]
[ pursing her lips, she looks to clementine, wanting to know her opinion. ] Does that make her sound important? It's missing something.
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It makes her sound very important, but it's missing why she was out there, travelling the world. It doesn't even have to be anything legendary.
Maybe she just always wanted to see the world before she died so she did. [because getting to do what she always wanted to do was far more important than a school. it was her own ambition.] Or maybe she was looking for some rare potion ingredient. She was the best person to ever do potions.
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[ katerina's smile remains wide and mirthful. clementine has a point — not every adventure needs to be grand, or one for this history books. she oftentimes forgets she can be whoever she wishes; she can be someone who has books dedicated to her work, or someone who only impacts a few dozen. ]
[ she's always wished to be the former, believing there to be power in that, but katerina has since discovered perhaps size is merely just a number. ]
See? Our friend's using her best skills to further her own survival. [ she leans back in her chair, finding she thinks clementine's onto something. ] All you need to do is follow her example. Use Defense for Transfiguration. Be someone who doesn't need to boast of your accomplishments like Salazar and the other House Founders did. [ she leans forward again, and flicks her hand into the air as she shrugs. ] Or be loud and boastful. You just proved to me you have what it takes to take the world by storm.
Hurricane Clementine has a nice ring to it, don't you think?
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the whole world could open up for her. lee taught her how to survive. her parents loved her unconditionally, but no one has ever told her she could 'take the world by storm' before.
she smiles then.]
I really like it.
[her smile widens.] You're amazing. [she's sad katerina is going to leave after this year.] What do you want to do? Take the world by storm or something else?
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[ she doesn't answer clementine right away. it's a question she finds she's begun to become frightened of, even though she's not afraid of anything. ]
[ she thinks to lie, but instead shrugs her shoulders, and her expression becomes thoughtful. her tone is lower, quieter, ] I don't know. [ she looks down at vasilka, who is the only being she has confided this to, and still finds her cat has no advice for her. ]
[ she looks up at clementine, ] I guess that's the adventure, isn't it?
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That's okay. [it's okay she doesn't know, but clementine smiles at that. it's quiet but warm. she doesn't dispense warm smiles very easily. they don't come naturally to her.]
Sounds like something our friend might say. [the woman they made up who actually founded the house of slytherin before heading off on her own adventure into the unknown. what greater triumph would there be than to find what you want and to take it?]
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[ everyone seems to be telling her the same thing, either inadvertently giving her the advice she seeks or deducing what she needs to hear, but the words of a girl who is so much younger than those she's confided in weighs more heavily and stops her feet from wandering away. she still wishes to swerve around and miss it, shifting that weight that gives her some semblance of peace away from herself, but she leaves it be, letting herself, for once, stop trying to fight everything. ]
[ she appears thoughtful, her expression not necessarily open with a smile, but a small one forms at clementine's next words. it may not be smart to rely on a figure who's imaginary, but perhaps it's enough to know that there's a void that needs filling — clementine can be anyone she wishes to be, whether worthy of having copious books written of her, or simply being a mere footprint that ends up disappearing beneath the brush of time as it grows over her. ]
[ katerina tilts her head, wondering, ] You think so?
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at least this version of her. she isn't cynical just yet. there's a belief beating away in her rib cage which hasn't been squashed out. she tends to view it all differently than someone who has been around longer, who has had those same expectations placed on them to have it all figured out.she meets her gaze in the quiet, nodding, as if she knows, as if she's relying on something more than youthful hope to have these feelings. she believes because she wants to believe.]
Yeah, I think so.
That sometimes there's not answers. Just mysteries and adventures, and you get to say where it takes you.
[not anyone else.]
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[ appearing thoughtful, it's clear she accepts clementine's proposal. sometimes even the oldest of the students need to be tutored by those who are younger than them. her experiences are her own to hold, but they've also left her being rather single-minded and often blind to what's around her. ]
I like that. [ her smile is small and soft. ] I've spent my whole life believing there was always a destination before me, but sometimes there isn't. Not all maps have an X that marks the spot.
[ some do, and that makes the adventure worthwhile. but sometimes it's nice to not know where you're going. ]
[ she readjusts herself where she sits. ] You should consider tutoring when you're older. The students could learn a thing or two from you.
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[it might feel more like a cage really. she never had that problem at least, but she's also not spent a lot of time thinking about her future, wondering about where it might lead her or where she wanted to lead her. in hogwarts, she'll have the chance to.
professors will want to know where her interests lie, and it will matter. she smiles sideways at her]
Really? I... think I'd really like that.
[maybe she'll be a professor herself one day. she likes teaching other people how to take care of themselves, how to survive, how to view the world in a different way.]
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You can do whatever you want. [ it's a lesson katerina has to learn herself. if she wants to embrace a new life, then she has to let herself begin to learn how to walk toward and with it. ] Be a teacher — here, Beauxbatons, even in a Muggle school. Walk on the moon. Invent cars. Become a dog whisperer. Train thestrals. [ katerina smiles at the end of it, not quite grasping hold of the traction she's built in her own confident voice. ]
[ she simmers down. ] I guess you just have to realise you need to take chances. [ and that's something she has to learn, once again. ]