Rolland Thuddberry

Tally Ho, chaps!

[priestofthedawn]

HELLO!

- @twig-the-little-fella

Oh!!! Hi there friend!!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

Do you wanna be friends????

[priestofthedawn]

O-oh! I- yes, of course! Thank you! Yes!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

You seem nervous… why are you nervous?

[priestofthedawn]

Oh, its not you, I just don't have many friends! I wasn't expecting to make a new friend today...

[twig-the-little-fella]

*they put their hand on their chest dramatically*

Oh you poor thing! Genuinely I feel bad for you! I watched you in your first few adventures in that school for cursed boys and you seem wonderful! What do you mean you don’t have many friends!?!?

[priestofthedawn]

Oh that's-- you're very sweet, thank you. I had some friends back home, at church, but when I started hearing the voice of the lord they... well, my parents said that as a prophet, I couldn't afford to have friends, and so I...

... I have friends now. I have kevin and Monty and Edgar. Even Ben and the others. Im doing much better, now

[twig-the-little-fella]

It’s good that you’re doing better now, but your parents sound stupid! Friends are sooooo cool! And they’re really helpful and good for your mental health if they’re good people! What the hell are your parents on about bruv?! Also that voice in your head concerns me. And now that I think about it I wanna meet Kevin

[priestofthedawn]

Oh, the voice is... possibly the lord, im not... quite sure, anymore.

I can introduce you to Kevin, if you'd like!

[priestofthedawn]

HELLO!

- @twig-the-little-fella

Oh!!! Hi there friend!!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

Do you wanna be friends????

[priestofthedawn]

O-oh! I- yes, of course! Thank you! Yes!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

You seem nervous… why are you nervous?

[priestofthedawn]

Oh, its not you, I just don't have many friends! I wasn't expecting to make a new friend today...

[twig-the-little-fella]

*they put their hand on their chest dramatically*

Oh you poor thing! Genuinely I feel bad for you! I watched you in your first few adventures in that school for cursed boys and you seem wonderful! What do you mean you don’t have many friends!?!?

[priestofthedawn]

Oh that's-- you're very sweet, thank you. I had some friends back home, at church, but when I started hearing the voice of the lord they... well, my parents said that as a prophet, I couldn't afford to have friends, and so I...

... I have friends now. I have kevin and Monty and Edgar. Even Ben and the others. Im doing much better, now

[priestofthedawn]

HELLO!

- @twig-the-little-fella

Oh!!! Hi there friend!!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

Do you wanna be friends????

[priestofthedawn]

O-oh! I- yes, of course! Thank you! Yes!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

You seem nervous… why are you nervous?

[priestofthedawn]

Oh, its not you, I just don't have many friends! I wasn't expecting to make a new friend today...

[priestofthedawn]

HELLO!

- @twig-the-little-fella

Oh!!! Hi there friend!!!

[twig-the-little-fella]

Do you wanna be friends????

[priestofthedawn]

O-oh! I- yes, of course! Thank you! Yes!!

[priestofthedawn]

HELLO!

- @twig-the-little-fella

Oh!!! Hi there friend!!!

[priestofthedawn]

Im very bad at this Tumblr thing, sorry :(( in my defense the internet is Banned at my house because it's "a place of sin"

[animator2hip]

Kevin: Alright, what pizza toppings should we order?

Roland: Anchovies and pineapple.

Edgar: I like beets!

Monty: Have you guys ever had a cheese-less pizza?

Kevin: I’m disowning all of you.

[bardic-inspiration-go]

that better not be what you guys eat on pizza I swear

@imcrowlessnow @cursed-wolf-boy @priestofthedawn

[priestofthedawn]

So umm is spinach an acceptable pizza topping or am I still disowned

[becareful-tm]

I require a Kevin Creeley crash out in 2026.

Come on Luke I know you wanna do it so bad.

[bardic-inspiration-go]

I need to crash out but I need to make sure the others are okay first

[priestofthedawn]

Should we ask edgar if you can use his screaming hole....?

[jays-art-dumpster]

🎵🎶Kevin and Roland In the morning🎶🎵

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Wednesdays at 7 in the dining hall.

There aren't any radios here, so you have no choice but to listen to us.

Anyone who dares interrupt is a rude caller.

(@priestofthedawn )

[priestofthedawn]

Kevin teaches me about secular music!! My favorite is the Beatles so far 😊

[imcrowlessnow]

(Mod: I think I’m just going to put the reblogs here each time but if it’s annoying tell me please!)

*The three boys reach their hands through the lighting and it coils away from their touch, giving them space.

With no energy to cry, Edgar lets out a dry sob. He lifts his head, making eye contact with all of them in turn. But Edgar doesn’t show any sign of hearing his friends’ caring words. His head collapses heavily on the ground (the mutterings in the wind are becoming louder but no more discernible than before). Edgar takes a shallow breath and exhales with the words faintly stumbling out and Kevin hears him say:*

“make it st-stop. d-d-don’t wan-want. it h-h-hurt”

*Edgar falls unconscious.

What do you do next?*

@cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go @hexmaster-singh @priestofthedawn

[priestofthedawn]

Rolland holds his hands over Edgar, healing what wounds he can see. "We need to get him out of here, get him back to school..."

( @cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go )

[cursed-wolf-boy]

Monty flinches back when Edgar collapses, frozen for a long moment before he rushes back to Edgars side

'...Edgar?'

[hexmaster-singh]

"Right you are, Roland. Could you and Montague pick him up whilst Kevin and I keep a lookout for any...other threats on our journey back?"

Singh lowers his lantern slightly, a look of...pity washing across his face. Poor lad.

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Kevin thinks of what Edgar said. What can they do to stop it?

"Uh, yeah. Let's get him back."

[priestofthedawn]

Roland grabs him by the shoulders, hands still glowing. "Monty, get the feet, we can do this chaps!"

[imcrowlessnow]

(Mod: I think I’m just going to put the reblogs here each time but if it’s annoying tell me please!)

*The three boys reach their hands through the lighting and it coils away from their touch, giving them space.

With no energy to cry, Edgar lets out a dry sob. He lifts his head, making eye contact with all of them in turn. But Edgar doesn’t show any sign of hearing his friends’ caring words. His head collapses heavily on the ground (the mutterings in the wind are becoming louder but no more discernible than before). Edgar takes a shallow breath and exhales with the words faintly stumbling out and Kevin hears him say:*

“make it st-stop. d-d-don’t wan-want. it h-h-hurt”

*Edgar falls unconscious.

What do you do next?*

@cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go @hexmaster-singh @priestofthedawn

[priestofthedawn]

Rolland holds his hands over Edgar, healing what wounds he can see. "We need to get him out of here, get him back to school..."

( @cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go )

[priestofthedawn]

Roland walks into the common room of the first year dorms, clutching the book Edgar had given him about christmas to his chest.

"So, um, I know that we all agreed to spend yule- i mean, christmas together, but am I supposed to get you all presents? Because I can craft stuff, but I don't think the hexmaster will let us actually go christmas shopping..."

(( @bardic-inspiration-go @imcrowlessnow @cursed-wolf-boy ))

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Kevin looks up from his violin songbook.

"Nah, the important thing is we spend the whole day together. Play board games, eat junk food, and wear pyjamas all day. We can make shit for each other, but no matter what, it's the thought that counts. If you guys let me win a game once, that's gift enough."

He thinks to the three crafted gifts under his bed, carefully wrapped in the newspapers Edgar's left out.

"I'm not saying that you absolutely shouldn't, but don't worry about it. It's not the most important thing."

[cursed-wolf-boy]

Monty is practising with tieing his tie, but stops to join the conversation.

'I don’t like Christmas a lot. But I want to spend time with my family. I can make things. That would be nice.'

[imcrowlessnow]

Edgar hugs the egg in his arms tightly and pushes his glasses up.

“Y-yes I, um, believe th-that it, uh, is the thought that that c-counts you know? Maybe I don’t know… Sorry.”

He avoids their gazes, blushing.

“It will be nice to be together. And maybe Christmas can be happy f-for you at some point Mon-Monty, I mean(!) obviously healing takes time and isn’t linear but…”

Edgar offers a crooked smile and is clearly extremely embarrassed at his blabbing.

[priestofthedawn]

Roland holds out the book Edgar had given him. "I was reading about it, it just seems really sweet that parents do that for their kids, even if the weird fat guy is... a little creepy? Sorry Kevin..."

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Yeah, Santa's creepy to everyone, but by the time we realise it, we know that he's not- uh... Nevermind.

[priestofthedawn]

Roland shook his head. "One of the biggest aspects of the church is truth, my parents never lied to me about anything, even if i wanted them to." His nose scrunched up. "I really didn't want to know where babies actually come from when I was 6, even though I asked."

[priestofthedawn]

Roland walks into the common room of the first year dorms, clutching the book Edgar had given him about christmas to his chest.

"So, um, I know that we all agreed to spend yule- i mean, christmas together, but am I supposed to get you all presents? Because I can craft stuff, but I don't think the hexmaster will let us actually go christmas shopping..."

(( @bardic-inspiration-go @imcrowlessnow @cursed-wolf-boy ))

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Kevin looks up from his violin songbook.

"Nah, the important thing is we spend the whole day together. Play board games, eat junk food, and wear pyjamas all day. We can make shit for each other, but no matter what, it's the thought that counts. If you guys let me win a game once, that's gift enough."

He thinks to the three crafted gifts under his bed, carefully wrapped in the newspapers Edgar's left out.

"I'm not saying that you absolutely shouldn't, but don't worry about it. It's not the most important thing."

[cursed-wolf-boy]

Monty is practising with tieing his tie, but stops to join the conversation.

'I don’t like Christmas a lot. But I want to spend time with my family. I can make things. That would be nice.'

[imcrowlessnow]

Edgar hugs the egg in his arms tightly and pushes his glasses up.

“Y-yes I, um, believe th-that it, uh, is the thought that that c-counts you know? Maybe I don’t know… Sorry.”

He avoids their gazes, blushing.

“It will be nice to be together. And maybe Christmas can be happy f-for you at some point Mon-Monty, I mean(!) obviously healing takes time and isn’t linear but…”

Edgar offers a crooked smile and is clearly extremely embarrassed at his blabbing.

[priestofthedawn]

Roland holds out the book Edgar had given him. "I was reading about it, it just seems really sweet that parents do that for their kids, even if the weird fat guy is... a little creepy? Sorry Kevin..."

[priestofthedawn]

are you the voice-of-god definetely-in-a-cult first year who helped kill * checks notes * a photocopier

- sasha (she/her)

@occasionally-invisible

3rd year

.... haha! *awkwardly rubs the back of his head* I, I guess? Hardly a voice of god, more like god just... decides to speak to me...

*he sounds uncertain*

[occasionally-invisible]

that must be pretty neat. is god nice?

[priestofthedawn]

... not... not really... no... *tears up a little, then realizes it and tries to perk up* but I mean he is the lord! He's meant to light my way and save the world from the shadowy hell, sometimes that requires a heavy hand!

[occasionally-invisible]

...that sounds kind of abusive actually. but as long as youre okay... are you okay?

...i got snacks? turns out its really easy to sneak into the kitchens if you're invisible sometimes

[priestofthedawn]

Oh, I like snacks! I get special permission to keep snacks in my dorm because im diabetic. Professor Hebden has the best snacks though.

[priestofthedawn]

Roland walks into the common room of the first year dorms, clutching the book Edgar had given him about christmas to his chest.

"So, um, I know that we all agreed to spend yule- i mean, christmas together, but am I supposed to get you all presents? Because I can craft stuff, but I don't think the hexmaster will let us actually go christmas shopping..."

(( @bardic-inspiration-go @imcrowlessnow @cursed-wolf-boy ))

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Kevin looks up from his violin songbook.

"Nah, the important thing is we spend the whole day together. Play board games, eat junk food, and wear pyjamas all day. We can make shit for each other, but no matter what, it's the thought that counts. If you guys let me win a game once, that's gift enough."

He thinks to the three crafted gifts under his bed, carefully wrapped in the newspapers Edgar's left out.

"I'm not saying that you absolutely shouldn't, but don't worry about it. It's not the most important thing."

[cursed-wolf-boy]

Monty is practising with tieing his tie, but stops to join the conversation.

'I don’t like Christmas a lot. But I want to spend time with my family. I can make things. That would be nice.'

[priestofthedawn]

Roland shrugs, glancing at the floor. "For yule, we eat food, and light the yule log, and then we read scriptures all night. Ive never done a Christmas gift, but I had some ideas! They might be kinda bad though... also, if you guys got me something, I have to get you something back, I'd feel horrid otherwise!"

He came and sat on the couch, still holding his book close to his chest. He loved when Edgar gave him books about new things.

( @bardic-inspiration-go )

[imcrowlessnow]

((The last reblogs before this post are above for context/because it’s been so long))

*Kevin ducks under the Hexmaster’s arm and makes eye contact with the teacher. Singh sees the words Kevin wants to say to persuade him in his eyes, the tired man lets him go, and follows after the 11 year old. -After all, he did wrongly give them detention and led to the events of Mr. Allan very nearly dying and his familiar actually dying. The four boys had no reason to trust him, god he needed to make it up to them after this.-

Kevin runs up to stand next to Monty and Singh comes behind them.

Monty throws the pebble at the lighting and it passes through with ease. It hits Edgar on his foot, he turns, and it is clear…Edgar is a wreck. Tear stained face, cracked glasses, dirtied cuts on his face and clothes torn and ripped. The worst part was his eyes though. His pupils looked huge, Monty could only see deep brown and black, the whites were gone. Edgar looked at Monty like the second he looked away he would break into a million pieces. Edgar reached out his left arm (right arm at his side, clearly injured), and tried to stand and rush towards his friends. But he collapsed after one step. He seemed relieved at Monty’s words but didn’t say anything.

The blue lighting is getting dimmer and fading…

What do you do next?*

((@cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go @hexmaster-singh @priestofthedawn))

[priestofthedawn]

Roland rushed forward, hands out and ready to cast healing word. "Edgar! Edgar, it's alright, we're here, chap..."

[priestofthedawn]

Roland walks into the common room of the first year dorms, clutching the book Edgar had given him about christmas to his chest.

"So, um, I know that we all agreed to spend yule- i mean, christmas together, but am I supposed to get you all presents? Because I can craft stuff, but I don't think the hexmaster will let us actually go christmas shopping..."

(( @bardic-inspiration-go @imcrowlessnow @cursed-wolf-boy ))