[open rp] exploration

[braveexplorer]

Hogwarts, Coraline had quickly discovered, was a wonderful place to explore. The castle was so huge and full of unexpected things that she thought she'd never be able to see it all

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[gourmetchairman]

"I'd imagine this to be like a show to them. Makes you wonder what they do when no one's watching."

[braveexplorer]

Coraline nodded. "They can't fight all the time. Unless paintings don't get tired."

[gourmetchairman]

"Well, perhaps that's when they rest and have tea with the other paintings. I've noticed that they can move from one painting to another."

[braveexplorer]

"I noticed that too. I wonder if the knight can take his helmet off, or if he has to keep it on because his head didn't get painted."

She frowned slightly. Now she'd thought that, it was a rather disturbing image. "Both of them can turn round though. So there are bits of them you can't see that are still there."

[iam_beowulf]

Prefect Beowulf stopped by to make sure the green dragon wasn't winning.

"FOUL MONSTERS," he noted, conversationally. "THEY CANNOT BE TRUSTED!"

[braveexplorer]

"I don't think they're taking it very seriously," Coraline observed. She remembered Beowulf from the water fight. As, possibly, did most of the school.

[iam_beowulf]

Beowulf squinted at the painting to evaluate Coraline's claim for himself. Perhaps the knight and the dragon were in love, and readying themselves for swiving with some rousing loveplay. Beowulf would not voice this opinion to a little girl, however.

"YOU MAY BE RIGHT. MONSTERS CAN BE PLAYFUL. THEIR GAMES ARE NOT ALWAYS WHOLESOME," he warned.

[braveexplorer]

Coraline frowned, her voice darkening a little. "Yes. I know. I think this one probably is, though. They waved at me."

[precisely_split]

As Chiri is determined to change Hogwarts in some way, she makes sure to properly explore the castle. You never know when knowing the layout as well or better than your enemy will come in handy, but that isn't the only reason why she walks throughout the building. The main reason is that it would simply be unacceptable to Chiri if she were to get lost.

Even so, as Chiri moves on her irritation grows because of the moving paintings. In the same hall as Coraline, Chiri suddenly stops to shout, "Are you paintings or motion graphics?! I can't stand to look as you all pretend to be still like proper paintings, but then you move about so carelessly!"

The paintings, of course, do not care for Chiri's aesthetics.

[braveexplorer]

Coraline jumped a little at the shouting, turning to face Chiri. "They're magic paintings," she said, cautiously. "I think they're supposed to be both."

[precisely_split]

Chiri calms down when Coraline says they are supposed to be that way, but the magical paintings still annoy her. Ignoring the paintings to properly speak to Coraline, Chiri says, "It doesn't seem proper, even if this is how they are meant to be. I wouldn't expect the nature of a person to change by adding magic, so I cannot accept these magical paintings as they are."

[braveexplorer]

"How do you mean, the nature of a person wouldn't change?" Coraline asked, not really following this. "I bet lots of people would change themselves if they could do magic. They could - make themselves taller, and things."

[mayhem_george]

Having been recently unpopped offscreen, George Weasley had gone back to Gryffindor, cleaned off the butter, and gathered up some of the most reliable of the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes product line. He was wandering around now, looking for potential customers, and happened to notice a young girl, who looked old enough to be a second, or possibly third, year student.

"Hullo," he called, approaching her with a grin. "Care for some dungbombs? We're running a special today. You'll never find prices this low!"

[braveexplorer]

"I haven't got any money," Coraline told him. "And I don't think my parents are in this universe. Not that they'd give me money to buy dungbombs anyway."

[mayhem_george]

George grinned. "That's all right," he said. "Your parents don't need to know, and it's never too early to start down the path of mischief and mayhem!" He held out a small bag containing a few of the dungbombs. "Take them. The first ones'll be on me. I'm George Weasley, by the way."

[braveexplorer]

Coraline took the bag, carefully. She wasn't certain she wanted any dungbombs, but they might come in useful. "Thank you. My name's Coraline Jones."

[so_strong_sad]

Heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor as Strong Sad plodded along down a second-floor corridor. Upon reaching the painting, he, too, paused to watch the battle.

"The color gradations on the dragon's wings are very impressive," he remarked. "Not as sophisticated as chiaroscuro shading, but at least there are no consummate v's. Or big beefy arms protruding from the dragon's neck."

[braveexplorer]

Coraline was unsure of how to respond to this. Eventually, she just asked, "What does chiaroscuro mean?"

[so_strong_sad]

Poor Coraline. One could only hope she was wearing comfortable shoes so her feet wouldn't get tired during the lecture that was about to ensue.

"Contrast," Strong Sad started out, nodding soberly. "Light and dark. The good and the evil battle it out, mano-a-mano, one blending into the other and then pushing it away, all for the grand purposes of turning two dimensions into three. A canvas is flat, but the epic war staged between white and black make the shapes pop free of it, so that a circle turns into a sphere, a square turns into a cube, a nobody turns into a hero, and a C-shape with wings and without a beefy arm in the back of its neck turns into a fierce and mighty dragon!"

He paused for the briefest of moments and then, one arm outstretched, recited the following, in the most serious of tones:

"For my dragon, I used chiaroscuro shading
For going from two dimensions to three, it was quite aiding
But then Strong Bad lit the paper on fire
The situation was quite dire
And the whole experience was overall degrading."He let out a

[braveexplorer]

...well, that was informative. The strange part was, this wasn't even the weirdest conversation Coraline had ever had. And she knew a new word now, at least.

"Why did - Strong Bad," (she assumed that was someone's name) "set fire to your paper?"