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I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS
Every year! On the dot!
cereal at 8 am: the poor man’s meal, a poverty feast, delapadated wheat, a mouse’s luxury, bastard scraps
cereal at 12 am: a feast fit for a king, absolute decadence, god’s snack, gorgeous grains, unrivaled hedonism
Slythrin: What are you doing?
Ravenclaw: Suffering.
Slythrin: Okay, why?
Ravenclaw: Because somebody took out the book I wanted from the library and now I have to wait A WHOLE WEEK to read it!
"I need to get up."
Ravenclaw who is going to lay in bed for the next three hours.
“I’m sweaty, but like, more sweaty than usual.”
— A Ravenclaw during a heat wave
"I know what I'm doing."
Ravenclaw, who clearly does not know what they're doing
"I'm ready to never talk to anybody ever again."
-A Ravenclaw who has been out of the house several days in a row
Late tonight a bunch of staff are playing a game called role call and if you thought fugitive was wild just w a i t until i tell you how this goes cause role call is absolutely terrifying
We aren’t letting the campers play it so that lets us up the scare factor by 147%
Ok so the game had to be pushed back a few days so we can figure out scheduling so heres the gist of it.
The more people you have for this game, the better. It has to happen at night. The people get into a straight line, and begin to walk in that line all around the area. They cannot turn around and look at each other, and cannot speak; with the exception of the person at the front of the line.
That persons job is to begin the role call. They simply say, “Role Call!” And their name, then each person down the line says their name in turn.
Here’s the kicker: there’s one person not included in the line. The Taker. They have the job of stealing away the person at the end of the line as silently as possible. The game’s sole purpose is to instill a sense of fear and paranoia in whoever is in front, because as more people get taken, there are less and less people to say their names during the Role Call.
The front person decides when they want to start the Role Call. Obviously, the more often it’s said, the less scary it is. But as more and more people disappear, they become Takers and can then do more damage than just the one.
Some Takers can replace the person they stole, making the person directly in front of them either incredibly paranoid or safe. At least until the Role Call. Takers cannot say anything during it, so it usually ends up more terrifying to know that the person behind you is silent. Again, everyone in the line cannot make a sound except responding to the Role Call.
The game is over when the person in front is taken. There is no winning, only waiting. Waiting for your turn to go. Imagine the fear that person in front has, when they softly announce “Role Call” only to find that everyone behind them is gone.
Not exactly a game for the weak willed.
My reactions to this, in order 1. What The Hell Kind of Creepy Horror Movie Punishment Game Bullshittery is this?
2. I want to play it Right The Fuck Now.
anyone else ever daydream for 6 hours straight and then after ur just like nah let’s scrap that and do it all again but slightly to the left
my brain: *out of breath* Was that good?!
Me in a beret, taking a long draft from a cigarette and leaning back in my director’s chair: once again, from the top, this time with feeling
Oh no, that emotionally devastating scene would have been so much more impactful if it had happened earlier. Better go back to the same kernel of daydream I’ve been basing every daydream of the last three weeks on and do it right this time. If I’m not swallowing back tears at Starbucks, I’m gonna have to figure out another way to emotionally gut myself.
I feel so called out
please listen to this guy from Chicago ague with this snake
@ people who aren’t afraid of spiders how does it feel to be gods among mere mortals
Feels bad because now I’m in a position to protect every spider I ever meet from the room full of jerks who don’t appreciate her beautiful legs or useful webs and I have to catch her and put her outside and it’s a lot of responsibility to have shunted onto you
I hate when people call randomly… like if you’re not the love of my life or my mother, please text to schedule an appointment first.
“Just so sweaty.”
— A Ravenclaw at any point during the summer
salt & vinegar chips are snacks for fucking masochists. literally the entire flavour of the goddamn chip is “acetic acid, which will hurt your tongue, and then just salt on top of that to hurt it worse”. it’s brutal. this chip is designed to hurt you
yeah and it kicks ass
This conversation wasn’t SUPPOSED to represent our HP houses so hard, but it did 🤷🏻♀️