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 Sophia Campbell - Pre-Task
Headmaster Emile Rousseau
 Posted: May 18 2017, 06:33 PM
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The announcement had sent waves of excitement through the school and students, it had been two years since the last one so people had lost hope that the tournament would be returning to the school even though it was a tradition. It was almost certain considering the danger it presented many hoped they would not have it again and let it fade into history, if they didn’t it would definitely free up some space in the Mental Ward at St. Mungo’s. Though when had Hogwarts ever been concerned with the goings on of St. Mungo’s? Never, and it was highly unlikely they ever would be. Even though there had been some controversy over it due to the dangerous nature of the tournament the heads of the school would not be swayed from their determination to make this event happen, it was a critical part of the school and always would be. It was a school tradition; nothing was going to make the current administration not do it, least of all naysayers. The Participants, as well as their parents, knew the danger they were facing in this tournament and willingly consented to it. No one was ever forced to take part in the event; it was considered an honor to take part in it so naturally there were always plenty of volunteers.

You had to be reckless and not have any sense of self preservation to enter this tournament (or so most people thought), many a participants had been driven to madness and never recovered from it. In fact the last champion Clover Ravenbrook hadn’t been seen since graduation, which was par the course for the other participants. To be honest at least she had made it to graduation, some of the others had just vanished after the year was over and hadn’t been heard from again but surely nothing sinister had happened to them. Many people wondered why someone would want to subject themselves to something traumatic and potentially mutilating. Perhaps they didn’t know or understand how this tournament worked when it came time, or perhaps they themselves were simply out of their minds. Whatever the reason was people entered and participate, it made for a glorious event and much amusement for spectators and judges alike. Of course maybe amusement wasn’t the best term, maybe it just depended on how mad you were at the end of the day.

Earlier this afternoon Headmaster Emile Rousseau had summoned all the participants after lunch for pumpkin juice and biscuits under the pretext of discussing the coming tournament, however the devious man had actually slipped sleeping potion in both the biscuits and juice. The participants all filed into his office dutifully like the good little ducks they were, sitting down they took the snack he offered not once considering that it was a trick. Besides what kind of horrible professor would trick such sweet and innocent childern? Emile chuckled to himself as they all drifted to sleep; it was a trick he had used last time to get the participants to the arena. None of them had been in the last one and none of the participants of the last one were still in school so the new ones had no warning about his trick. Of course he didn’t feel bad about it; it was tradition and one of the only things he could do to repay the students for the headaches they frequently gave him. So perhaps he was just a bit sadistic when it came down to it, or perhaps it was just simply the nature of the game from now on. Certainly no one would be coddling the participants during this and much worse was guaranteed to happen to them, so if they couldn’t handle a simple trick and sleeping potion then they should reconsider taking part in this event.

As the participants woke up they would probably be a little confused finding themselves sprawled out in the tournament area as opposed to Emile’s office not to mention they probably had a bit of a headache. They could see the faces of the fans, friends, family, school, and loved ones watching them from the stands. However, soon they were shrouded in mist and faded from sight. The area quickly drew dark and a forest began to appear around the participant, the moon hidden mostly behind the clouds just the barest of bare from being full. Were you in the Forbidden Forest? Unfortunately only time would tell. If you were then it certainly couldn’t mean anything good at all, as it was still dangerous and brimming with horrible creatures who would eat you without a second thought. You should probably hope you were in a different forest; then again that didn’t mean it would actually be better than the Forbidden Forest, so perhaps you didn’t need to hope quite so much as with the Forbidden Forest you knew what dangers awaited you whereas this one was a mystery. Seeing a flash of white off to your left you can’t help but be curious, what else could possibly be here in the forest with you? Are you brave enough to find out?

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You can’t go forward by staying where you are so you must work to complete the task so you can get out of here. It was entirely too late to try and quit now, you had committed to this. Not to mention the fact they probably wouldn’t let you pull out at this point, you’d decided you wanted this fate. Besides, it would be dreadfully embarrassing if you quit now before it even really started and it would certainly only make you the mockery of the school if you did quit. Looks like you didn’t have a choice did you? Off to the left where you saw the blur is thick with underbrush and briars certain to stick you, and off to the right the trees are so thick it will be difficult to get through. If the participants turn around they will see nothing but pure darkness, and if they walked that way they’d soon hit an invisible barrier. Looks like forwards was the only way to go for the chosen participants, though one couldn’t be sure of what lie ahead of them.

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Sophia Campbell
 Posted: May 19 2017, 04:58 PM
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Sophia did listen to her mother's warning about the EHC. She even had a few fuzzy memories of the participants of the last championship, but she never knew them before they went through the tasks, so one could argue she didn't fully understand the dangers of this event. But she still wanted to be in there, try to represent her house and push her limits.
When she was actually picked, she was exhilarated. Almost everyone bragged about volunteering as if that was a feat in itself. Sophia knew better. There was nothing glorious about any of this unless you actually won - or at least unless you got into the final four.
She didn't think much of it when her eyes started to drop after she and the other participants were summoned into the Headmaster's office. She got sleepy way too often, so she figured she would just force herself to push through. What a surprise it was, waking up in front of a crowd, before being promptly transported into a forest. If she was honest with herself, she had to admit that she wasn't quite sure all of this wasn't a dream. She had had nightmares about forests before, and all this nervousness and excitement from the tournament could have caused some vivid and strange dreams. She did not remember ever having a dream in which she was this self-aware, though.

The question that came to her was whether she wanted just light (she didn't want to stay in the dark, that was for sure), or if she wanted to get some advantage over whatever lurked around - there was the option of setting the forest on fire, right? ...unless the whole thing was an illusionary forest, in which case it would make a bit of a problem... Eventually, realising that she could end up surrounded by flames, she decided Lumos seemed as the safer option. She cast the charm, illuminating her surroundings.
"Okay, Sophia," she breathed out to calm herself. She hated silence. It made her anxious. Hearing her own voice helped a bit, but she knew that in a few minutes, her ears would be straining to hear anything and even the quietest of sounds would resemble gunshots in her mind. "You've got light, so you won't kill yourself by tripping over something. That's good. What's next?" she forced herself to focus on what was going on. Should she follow the flash of white that caught her eye for a moment? Or just press ahead, avoiding whatever it was that might just be alive?

She looked around, trying to decide what path would be easiest. Directly behind her, the darkness seemed to get thicker and more threatening, so she immediately decided against that. There was nothing, nothing, that could force her to go there. So that left going directly forward, to the left for the white thing, or to the right to... rebel? It was pretty obvious she was supposed to go in the opposite direction than the darkness was, so maybe if she went slightly to the side, she might avoid some of the obstacles that awaited her? But then again, this was a forest, so it would be quite easy to lose her way, even if she did go the intended way. So there probably were challenges everywhere. "Forward it is," she mumbled under her breath and started slowly walking forward, sweeping her eyes over her surroundings cautiously. There was something alive in these woods, and she was not about to let it sneak up on her.

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Headmaster Emile Rousseau
 Posted: May 23 2017, 11:30 PM
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The trickery the participants faced seemed to cause a serious discord, what had they been expecting when they signed up for this challenge? A walk on the lawns was definitely not it, and to be fair a walk in the Forbbidden Forest would’ve been much more pleasant when it came down to it to be honest. Upon awakening you could almost sense the optimism of the participants dying, it was almost invigorating. Although perhaps it would give them the proper motivation to push on and make the most of this challenge, or if they were unlucky it would shut them down. If it did it would be most unfortunate because they hadn’t even been truly pushed anywhere near their limits yet, though all in good time.

Sophia seemed to have her head screwed on better than some of her fellow competitors and housemates, but that didn’t mean she was untouchable. Although the panic seemed to be something a lot of the participants were dealing with waking up in unfamiliar surroundings, perhaps this would teach them to expect the unexpected when it came to this challenge. Although she did surprisingly well when it came to gathering her wits about her, the other contestants could learn a thing or two from her. But then again the first sign of insanity was talking to yourself and the girl was doing that so maybe she was quite as stable as she had always appeared to be. Oh what a tangled web the world liked to weave.

Why everyone seemed to this the path straight forward was clear it couldn’t be said, as it was decisively not. It appeared that way at first but soon enough it became a tangled mess of vines and unless you were tarzan there was no getting through. Soon the vines wrapped around Sophia’s ankles and bound her in place before tangling up her hands, overhead the vines began shaking as snakes slithered down them. Soon the snakes entered her hair, several came around the front of her and looked her directly in the face as if considering something. They looked at one another before a few bit her arms, now they weren’t venomous so they wouldn’t kill her but they would definitely sting because of the barbs on their fangs. Once the reptiles had their fill of biting her they released her as did the vines, not before they viciously shoved her forward though.


The trees were growing thick now and the underbrush seemed more gnarled here then in the surrounding areas. In the distance a noise started so quietly at first that your subconscious just ignored it but it was growing, suddenly it was so pronounced you wonder how you even missed it. It was the ticking of a grandfather clock, just hearing it was slightly oppressive like it was important and should mean something to you but you couldn’t remember what or why it was important. Ahead of you off to the left again you caught sight of the white blur from before, was it something alive? Before you could make sense of anything your attention was shifted elsewhere when an awful shrieking sound pierced the air, forcing you to your knees and to cover your ears out of fear they may bleed if you did. What could make such an awful sound, and why would they put you in a forest with it?

Recovery from such a screech would surely take some time, hopefully you thought about investing in some ear plugs after that. Ahead by the hollow of a tree you could barely make out a hole, and it drew you to it for some reason. You knew you had to get to it so you could go forward, taking a step forward you were suddenly jerked back by an invisible force. Surely your tailbone was going to be a little sore now and had you bumped your head? Looking back towards the tree you saw something white there again. Was that a rabbit? Oh dear lord, why was he wearing a waistcoat? As quickly as he was there he vanished again, certainly you must have hit your head harder than you thought when the force grabbed you. The screech echoed off to your right and in came a mostly indistinguishable shape, all you could make out was the flapping of cloth in the breeze. Coming forward the shape quickly pulled a sword from it’s robes. ”Foolish Child you never should’ve entered my domain. I will be your undoing.” The creature charged, it’s skill with the blade clear. A thought entered the back of your mind as if almost placed there, perhaps the hole could save you.

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Sophia Campbell
 Posted: May 25 2017, 05:40 AM
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The 'path' got pretty quickly blocked with vines. And then they basically grabbed her. Dammit. Sophia tightened her grip on her wand, trying to wriggle free but not lose the one thing that was giving her somewhat of a fighting chance against the forest, but it was no use. They held her tight as the snakes observed her and attacked. She whimpered and groaned at the barbed teeth entering her arms painfully. It didn't hurt enough to make her scream - she thought of needles that drained her blood at the doctors, wondering whether the snake bites were to be only an irritation or if they were to weaken her through similar means. Or, she wondered, as her mind eventually dulled the sensation of biting, getting used to the pain, they could be poisonous. That could be a problem.

Finally, it seemed the creatures had enough of torturing her. By then, Sophia was scared almost out of her mind - the impossibility of movement, the fact that she couldn't do anything to defend herself... she was shivering as the vines shoved her forward, sending her on all fours, where she stayed, kneeling on the ground, for several long moments. "Calm down, Soph," she whispered to herself, holding her arms around her in a sort of self-hug. "You're okay now. Things are fine..." she desperately tried to hold back the tears that wanted to flood her eyes. A single part of her was still very much aware of what was going on and having her vision blurred or tired would be problematic at best. She pinched herself strongly in the skin right under her chin. "Come on. You can't shut down right now," she told herself in a trembling voice. "You need to get up, get a good breath in, check the bites and walk on. You can do this."
She took a deep breath, pushing herself up to stand on her feet, but her trembling knees almost sent her back down to the ground. She forced herself upright, breathing in and out, counting to four with every inhale and exhale. Finally, she huffed a full breath, feeling her heart calm a bit. "Okay," she half-groaned. "That's that." She observed her arms, wondering if she needed to do anything about the bites. Most of them didn't draw too much blood, and scabs were being created fairly quickly - unless she took longer to calm down than she thought.
Nevertheless, she didn't think she needed to do anything about those - if they were poisonous, she wasn't aware of anything that could help her within the confinements of the forest, and if they weren't, they were just annoying. So she probably didn't need to do anything about them, just forget them.

She continued on her way, tearing through the branches without any care for them - if the forest cared, it left her alone so far, and she still could burn it down if she so decided - and tried to watch out for any more snakes or living vines or whatever this stupid, awful place had in store for her. Part of her mind was still incredibly focused on the fact that she got caught and she had to stop for a second every few steps to calm down. She just couldn't stand being helpless.
The ticking that she suddenly realised was monopolising her hearing sounded as if it was trying to get her attention, but she, still preoccupied with her fear, was trying to brush it off as just another distraction on her path. The white blur appeared for a second again, but she could hardly tell if she didn't just imagine it. The loud shriek, however, was unmissable and sent her to her knees again. She stayed on the ground for some time, again, trying to calm the ringing in her ears - even though she covered them almost immediately, the shock between the silence and the agonising sound caused her hearing a shock.
Standing up again, she shook her head like a dog getting out of water and looked around her again. Thank god nothing attacked me while I was down. There was a tree with a hollow, and underneath it was a hole that seemed almost magnetic for some reason. She tried to approach it but was jerked back with some kind of invisible force. Okay, this place is officially the most irritating thing ever. She could already feel her temper rising up - it's a bit StarWars, right? Fear leads to anger, and all that. She got up, again, glaring after the weirdly dressed rabbit, wondering if she had actually got a concussion from all the nonsense happening around her, and then in came the stupid black-clothy-thing with a sword. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she remembered Lord of the Rings, she was a nerd, after all, and wondered who in the castle was nerdy enough to argue this a good idea. The same thought tried to catch her attention and send it back to the rabbit, but honestly, she couldn't be bothered at that moment. The Ringwraith, or a very good imitation of it, was apparently not pleased with Sophia being there.
"Oh trust me, buddy, I'd rather not be 'in your domain'," she snarled and took several quick steps back. The presence of a literary character brought out more of her anger, clearing away the fear. This made the whole ordeal seem a lot less real, all of a sudden. The hole? Why would the hole save me? she wondered about the invading thought, almost swatting at her own face as if the idea was an insect. What was it that kept these things away again? Was it fire? she smirked to herself, dancing away from the reach of the creature. These things could be quick when they wanted, but mostly they were supposed to get you with the determination alone... and the idea of setting something on fire made her feel all warm inside. "Lacarnum Inflamare!" she screamed out of nowhere, pointing her wand at the Nazgûl. "Incendio!" she continued, trying to draw a fiery line that would keep the monster away from her - and the hole, she realised. Even if the thought was subconscious, she kept the access to the hole. Sophia shrugged. "It's not like I have much to lose," she mumbled to herself and jumped into the hole.

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