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Subject: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 14:20

HEPTATHALON

Welcome to the Heptathalon event. Please read the instructions carefully

INSTRUCTIONS

The heptathalon is a 7 part event. You must complete the following in order. Please post each in a new post. Double posting is allowed. Only those who post all 7 parts are eligible for medals, others will only recieve points earnt.

1. 100m hurdles - write a double drabble (200 words) in story format using at least two sets of rhyming words with 5 words in each set. ie: dog, fog, hog, log, cog AND tea free he lee me

2. High jump - Play following game on level 1 only! print screen score
http://www.iceagemovie.com/games/game1/

3. Shot put - create a 10x10 minimum wordsearch with at least 10 words

4. 200m - Write four riddles for four different parts of HE (remember QWT)

5. Play following game. Before you press submit score, print screen and upload it here
http://www.prosieben.de/music_cd/popstars_jetzt_oder_nie/popup_game/

6. Javelin - Complete a class on HE of your choice. Post link to that class. Only classes completed after this event will be eligible.

7. 800m - Write a short one shot song fic based on a song of your choice.

1st, 2nd and 3rd bonus for race will go to the posting order of scores.
Points Possible can be found within the points post.
Story will be judged by judges in two different ways.

Please note: Scores are now much higher than originally planned!

Only those who signed up can participate

kathrineee_anne
Rigby Dumbledore
Raistlin The Wizard
Drkangelcat
Violetriddle
Elana
Stephy
ag167
polly
Snapes_girl
Pickles
Gemma_Cullen-Malfoy
Belldandy
KatieBellaTrix
Shausto-la
Herbaceoustraitorous
P h o e n i x
Ellemanae
weasleybrother08
ElladoraZeller
Etta
Snape_Luffer
Alice Cullen
Jamoki
jennifer williams
Samantha Granger
Agatha Black
Puppet_Master
Kris

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 20:07

1.

She lay in the cool grass, letting the winds of May sweep over her. Her thoughts drifted back to the battle. She had seen her lover in the middle of the fray, and although she had done her best to keep his attackers at bay, he had been overcome. There were no words that anyone could say to make her feel better. She sunk deep into the depression, welcoming it, wrapping it's cold limbs around her flesh. The touch was painful, cutting into her like tiny knives. It was only as she deserved.

She willed herself underground, wanting to join him now in the deep dark dirt. The loss of him, the hurt, was unbearable. Images of his shirt rippling in the wind, his hands playing with the edges of her ragged skirt, laughing at her lame attempts to flirt with him. Weepy eyes closed, but the images only became clearer. His smile, large and all encompassing, was all she could see. His death cry still rang in her ears.

She broke the rules, and called him back to her. The loose earth beneath her began to tremble.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 20:16

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 20:21

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 20:42

4.

Sorry, I tried! I know that they're horrible. I am worse at making riddles than I am at solving them, if that's possible.

The years gone by,
stretched in a line,
the past you shall see
if you unravel this rhyme.

(The Hogwarts Experience Timeline http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/the-floo-network-f45/the-hogwarts-experience-timeline-t4180.htm)

Letter by letter,
the senteces are layed.
one, two, three,
whole stories are made
Here poets and writers
come to boast
to compare short and long,
to see who has the most

(Word Count Updates http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/the-hogwarts-quill-f104/word-count-updates-t8893.htm)

You post and post
to take the test
to age in year
and beat the rest
wood and beast await
to win you must apparate

(Exam Sign Ups in the Examination Waiting Room http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/examination-waiting-room-f150/exam-sign-ups-t7704.htm)

Save the world
bowl by bowl, spoon by spoon
Improve your mind
Your vocab skills become a boon

(The Free Rice Game http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/games-galore-f29/the-free-rice-game-t8550-120.htm?highlight=free+rice)

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 20:47

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 21:11

1. 100m Hurdles

Evie couldn’t believe the rain’s strong patter on the windowpanes. The first rainfall of the year, of course, had to land on their first day of planting. As soon as the water had begun to splatter down on her and the children, they ran inside, mud clinging to their bare feet. Sadly, the seeds they had sewn would probably scatter, but they had reserves. Emmett had been plowing the northern field, and so as they waited they toweled down, Evie hurrying to get the wet off the children before they caught cold. Soon, the door slammed shut behind Emmett with a mighty clatter, leaving them breathless for a moment before excited chatter started up.

“Are you worried about the calf?” asked Evie anxiously, handing her husband a towel before vigorously rubbing one through their son’s hair.

He only gave a laugh, not concerned in the least. “She’ll have found her way into the barn by now, don’t fret. But, on your behalf, I’ll check on her soon as it’s stopped raining.”

“Oh, the days when we had staff to do this,” muttered Evie, collecting the soiled towels.

“But they never had half the fun we do,” replied Emmett cheerily, pecking her on the cheek.

(204)

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Mon Dec 01 2008, 21:15

2. High Jump

HEPTATHALON Score6-1

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 12:59

1. 100m Hurdles

Surreal. No other word would better describe what she felt these days, recalling herself brooding over stolen times and memories no longer holding any appeal. It hadn't been like they'd ever had anything new, anything that might have made her heal just a little, left to reveal. The fact that she'd had happy days had only made her feel more miserable, but she couldn't have resisted the pain. She had resented herself for it, but she couldn't have helped crying after times long gone even if she had wanted to.

She had mourned the carefree moments, days not full of compromise, hours not requiring a disguise, minutes of rejecting the lies and giving in to truth. Naturally, it hadn't lasted, she could have been wise enough to figure that out ahead of time - only she hadn't wanted to. Following that, she had been through some bad times, full of self-pity and addicted to vice; and now, looking back, she didn't know what to laugh at harder: having believed in those 'friends' or having been so devasted to leave them behind.

All she knew was that right here, right now, her next disguise began, and thus she entered the stage carefully, calculating every step.

(204)

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 15:24

3. Shot Put

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 15:39

4. 200m

1. Love, love, fictional love
Seems ever so real when looked at from above.
From the pages of books, the screens of TV
Come see if your favorite couple has come to be!
(Hogwarts Walks)

2. Holidays are prone to be celebrated here
Gifts and cards come from far and near
Challenges, decorations, drabbles galore,
Who could ever want anything more?
(Second Event Forum)

3. Dangerous missions,
High ambitions,
Our secret societies
Come in two varieties.
(Order HQ and Death Eater’s Den)

4. More work than classes,
Much harder to get passes,
These tests will try your knowledge
And help you get into wizarding college!
(O.W.L.s)

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 15:45

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 16:19

2. High Jump

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 17:58

6. Javelin Mirror Image

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 19:20

6.

Supernatural and Paranormal Class: Abducting-Addicting-Games

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 02 2008, 20:54

7. Song Fic based on the song Don't Fear The Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult

Don’t Fear The Reaper

Most people thought Mary was in love with death, but Death fell in love with Mary first.

It happened at two in the morning, on the twenty third day of October, in a little Virginia town of Bon Air. Mary was just nineteen, but she and her friend Denny were coming back from a bar. Denny was both drunk and high, and the deer that darted out in front of their car never stood a chance. Neither did Denny. Death was awaiting him.

The moment Death reaped Denny’s soul, Mary opened her eyes and saw him. There were no cupids around, but Death fell as hard as any struck by love’s arrow.

Having never been in love, Death was nevertheless determined to woo Mary. His first efforts were less than successful. Mary did not appear to like the dead animals and insects he left on her porch or pillow, no matter how romantically arranged. He tried flowers, but they wilted faster than he could arrange them. Sadly, Death did not have a Visa or Mastercard and could not order online flowers. Death carries no currency.

Instead Death visited Mary’s dreams. He showed her his power, the places unknown by mortals, the heavens and the hells. He showed her the beauty, the tragedy, the welcome release that some deaths brought. Mary soon was spending much of her time sleeping. And when she wasn’t sleeping she was reading about Death’s work.

Her friends were worried. They thought Mary had become morbid, obsessed with death after the tragic loss of Denny. Their worst fears were realized the day Mary claimed that Death had proposed marriage and that she was seriously thinking of accepting. They thought Mary was sad and crazy.

But it wasn’t the thought of dying that made Mary sad, it was all the pain of living. She had always been a sensitive girl, full of too much empathy. She avoided the news at all times, as any mention of suffering could send her in a deep depression for days. Death’s nightly visions, the images he showed her, brought comfort that there was peace beyond the rages of mortals.

The last night of her sadness came. The winter storm came, and the electricity was cut off. Mary went throughout the house lighting white candles, inhaling the smell of Gardenias. She was dressed in a long silk gown, the color of pearls. Her feet were bare.

The door’s sudden opening did not startle her, neither did the wind that blew in and rushed through the house, blowing out candles and letting in snow. The curtains in her bedroom swirled in the chilled breeze, and suddenly Death was standing there. Mary saw him as clearly as she had the morning Denny died, as clearly as she had in her dreams. Death was breathtaking.

Death held his hand out to her. “Don’t be afraid.”

Mary wasn’t. She ran to him. He flew her out of her room, looking back once to say goodbye to the past she was not sorry to leave. In his arms, Mary was able to travel where ever Death was going. Apart from him, she was mortal. Eventually they got an American Express Card.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Wed Dec 03 2008, 14:50

3. Shot Put

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Wed Dec 03 2008, 16:15

7. Song Fic: The Postal Service - Nothing Better

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(All lyrics in italics. And don't bother reading it - the actual story is so much better than this garbage XD)

Watching Evie stalled in her walk back outside from Nicholas’s lesson by none other than Christopher, Emmett couldn’t help but feel a pain in his stomach, sharp as if someone had punched him. Realizing how tightly he was gripping his horse’s reins, he relaxed his hold and reluctantly led him into the stable. As he took off his horse’s saddle, reins, and other tackle, his thoughts drifted to the pair outside. Hadn’t Evie told him she’d spend some time with him that afternoon? After all, hadn’t he just traveled half way around England to find her?

Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you're deserting for better company…

“I can't accept that it's over,” he muttered, giving his horse a pat before exiting its stall. And there they were, right in front of him, still chit chatting away. Emmett dug his hands deep into his pockets and headed over to them. With a nod of greeting he took out a hand from his pocket to wrap that arm around Evie, saying, “So, Evie, remember that one time when we went to the market? It was years ago, but you’ve got to remember it.”

And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry…

Tilting her head up to look up at him curiously, Evie shook her head. Emmett laughed, forcibly at first but then, once realizing it, relaxed it as he had his hold on the reins. “It’s a great story,” he said. “Chris is sure to love it.”

“Do tell,” said Christopher, grinning as he eagerly leaned forwards.

Suddenly getting a feeling that this wasn’t the best idea – that it would embarrass her, anyway – Evie readied herself to interrupt. For once Emmett got into a story it was hard work to pull him out. And there was something off about him today, she noticed. His unease might have not been observable to passerby, but knowing him how she did, it was obvious.

So just say how to make it right
And I swear I'll do my best to comply

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

“The rain was pouring down on us by the time we got to the village, and you told me, ‘Emmett, we’ve got to find someplace to stay and wait it out!’ And I, the gentleman, gave you my jacket to wear until we found a place, causing me to catch cold and - ”

“I feel I must interject here,” she said hurriedly, a blush rapidly coloring her cheeks as the memory came to her. “You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself, with these revisions and gaps in history. So let me help you remember,” she said, her memory being quite different. Explaining it, she laughed, remarking how easy it was to do that here. Away from her uncle, fiancé, the whole lot of problems home had had.

I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave…

That done she made to leave, having remembered that she’d left her books in Nicholas’s room. Knowing the boy, he’d have them hidden once he saw them, so time was of the essence. She shrugged out from under Emmett’s arm, but before she got too far for him to reach, he brought her back to him.

So please back away…

“Emmett, dear, do let me go before Nicholas does something to my books.”

“I can't,” he said, smiling as he added internally, my darling, I love you so....

“Yes, you can.”

“Nope, really can’t.”

But oh, oh...

“I promised to meet Toni,” Chris said quickly, turning on a dime and hurrying up to the manor. Promised to meet her? More like promised to keep her updated on the Evie-Emmett situation.

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

“You said we could take a walk or something this afternoon,” he said forlornly, losing his hold on her.

Smiling at his childlike tone, she said, “I’ll be right back. Don’t worry.”

As Evie made her way up to the manor, an odd feeling kept prodding her in the side. It seemed like they had gone back to behaving like they had as children, what with all of the hugging and hand holding and…She shook her head fiercely, making herself take the steps that led to the door slowly, one at a time. What she suspected couldn’t be happening, surely couldn’t be happening.

Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures…

Hadn’t he told her he loved her? Back when they were young? Could he…But he couldn’t, right? Wasn’t possible that he could possibly feel that way about her. He deserved more, better. And what could she do to stop it, if he did feel like that? Technically, she was still engaged, and would marry the baron if her uncle ever found her. Giving Emmett a chance and then having that future torn away from him? With a sigh, she gathered her books, mercifully still on the table where she had left them, and took a look out the window. She saw Emmett also where she had left him, waiting as he stood by the corral. Decisions, decisions.

Wondering what was taking her so long, Emmett looked up at what he thought was Nicholas’s window, and chuckled to himself as he saw a mane of dark hair vanish from sight.

I know that I have made mistakes and I swear
I'll never wrong you again…

You've got a lure I can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye…

“I can’t say goodbye,” she muttered, abruptly realizing it. Smiling now, she trotted down the steps to meet him.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Fri Dec 12 2008, 03:18

4. 200m

Let the words flow freely
Inform and entertain
Just get into it really
And your thoughts will remain!
(The Pensieve Headquarters)

Success will come invisibly
If only you succeed
Greatest dreams come to be
Please your voyeuristic need
(Disillusionment Exam)

Gather round the fire
Enjoy the warmth of home
Meet everyone you desire
Nobody's in here alone
(The General House Common Room)

Every time you speak up it's left behind
People will recognize you by it ere long
But before you go out there, be so kind
Find out the regulations or be gone
(Signature Rules & Guidelines)

- I wasn't sure whether to put riddles for a forum or for a certain topic, so I just did two for either one. Hope that's alright HEPTATHALON 436937

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 13:49

Emily walked down the hall, her head pounding. Sometimes, it’s said that to cure a headache, you should jump on your bed. She had no idea who made it up, but it was worth a try. “Do you really want to do this?” She asked herself. Just as she turned the corner, her mother stood in front of her. “Your dog needs to be fed unless you want it dead.” She said to her. Emily sighed and nodded. Sometimes, she wished the dog would feed itself.

She turned in the hall, walking to the kitchen. There, against the wall, was the dog, trying to reach it’s food bowl. “Hold on and I’ll give you food.” She mumbled, pulling the dog towards it’s toys. She pulled out a rubber ball and threw it. The dog ran towards it, bumping a shelf that had a doll on it. “NO!” Emily yelled, chasing after the dog, gving it a call

She tripped on the rug, growling. Her head was pounding more and nothing was helping. The dog barked, grabbing the ball. Emily stood up again, chasing the dog down. It hit another shelf, making a vase fall. “NO!!!!!!” Emily yelled again, grabbing the vase as it fell. Emily sighed, standing up.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 14:11

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 14:47

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 20:48

1 – 100m Hurdles

Two lovers lay down on a hidden cove surrounded by nature alone. Time was passing them by but they were oblivious to everything. Long enough they have waited to be together. Family, society, enemies it was all nothing but probations of a distant past.

“Laura, my love, you’re the biggest trove I could have ever found in this rove life, even more beautiful than that white dove that guard us here in this blessed cove.”

“Anthony, you take my spirit to the limit of the infinite, I’m feeling it, all the love you have more me, stronger than the darkest pit.”

“So you don’t regret it? Coming with me, abandoning all the ones you have ever known? Leaving a life of luxuries of contact with the civilization?”

“My love, you’re the only one I’ll ever need, with you my life is complete no matter where I am, I’m only whole with you, all the rest is superficial.”

Passionately they kissed and prepared to build a life together, a life of love, passion and companionship. Destiny however is and old jealous man and had other plans for them bringing such love to an end by striking the cove with a devastating storm.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 21:08

2. High Jump

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 21:27

3 - Shot Put

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 21:42

4 – 200m

Riddle 1

From a time long forgotten
From times of blessed days
If its knowledge you seek
Here the Gods shall grant you wisdom

(Mythology Classes)

Riddle 2

From A to Z
To the last of words
Some survivors lay here
Follow the chain or
Would you rather
Count to 100?

(Games Galore Forum)

Riddle 3

Faster than a lightening
Bloodier than an ogre
Redder than a Kappa
Soaring through the skies
The seven angels seek these transgressors
Where would they be?

(Quidditch Forum)

Riddle 4

Forever closed
Never remaining the same
So important and so overlooked
We come here countless times in search
Three shall fall in despair while one gloats in glory.

(Housepoints Forum)

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 22:04

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Sun Dec 14 2008, 22:05

6 - Javelin

Snape's Helicopter Game

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Dec 16 2008, 20:22

7 - 800m Based on the Lyrics "Breakaway" by Kelly Clarkson

Willow and Xander were patrolling Sunnydale’s graveyard. With no vampires at sight they were about to call it an early night when Willow started choking.

“Willow! What’s wrong?”

Unable to answer Willow’s eyes just widened but soon after Xander felt it too

“Oh no… not… again…” he said in between short breaths.

A fuzzy warmly feeling was taking over them, Willow was the first to cave in.

“Grew up in a small town” she sang
“In the devil’s town!” Xander went along
“And when the rain would fall down” Willow made falling rain gesture.
“Oh what a bloody rain it was!” Xander unwillingly cut himself
“I'd just stare out my window” Willow simulated herself leaning on a window.
“What window?” Xander asked with a dumb inquiring face
“Dreaming of what could be” Willow sang with an aerially look
“What will never be” Xander retorted
“And if I'd end up happy” Willow sighed
“Ah so this was what the dreaming was all about”Xander exclaimed
“I would pray (I would pray)” Willow let a sole tear
“To whom? The principal?” Xander cackled

Willow and Xander briefly hugged themselves and carried the song.

“Trying hard to reach out” Willow grasped the empty
“Beware who might reach you instead” Xander made a scary face
“But when I tried to speak out” Willow made a resolute face
“No one listens to you my yellow crayon baby” Xander laughed
“Felt like no one could hear me” sorrow took over Willow
“Rightio!” Xander raised his thumb
“Wanted to belong here” Willow put on a desperate tone
“No red heads allowed in the blood sucking business” Xander said with an entrepreneurial voice
“But something felt so wrong here” Willow looked scared now
“Only now she gets it, the brainer” Xandermocked
“So I prayed I could break away” Willow went down on her knees with hands together
“Too late now mwhahaha!” Xander grabbed her.

As the chorus was about to come the youngsters looked at each other in despair but there was no escape.

“I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly”Willow broke free of Xander spreading her arms
“Not if I can help it!” Xander bent down her arms.
“I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky”Willow broke one arm free and raised it to the dark blue night sky
“Hell’s where you belong little witch” Xander grabbed her arm once more and twisted in behind her making Willow bent down in one knee
“And I'll make a wish” Willow looked up in a wishing trance
“Wishes are the gate to the devil!” Xander claimed
“Take a chance” Willow tried to get free
“In the devil you must” Xander tightened his grip
“Make a change” Willow stepped on Xander’s foot hard
“You little witch!” Xander screamed
“And breakaway” Willow kicked Xander in the parts around his waist
“Owwwwwwwwwwwwww” Xander howled like a cartoon singing wolf
“Out of the darkness and into the sun” Willow started to walk away
“There’s only darkness for you” Xander laughed through the pain
“But I won't forget all the ones that I love” Willow turned back to look at Xander
“Fool, friends will let you down” anger took over his face
“I'll take a risk, Take a chance, Make a change” Willow said in an imperious voice
“You will fall down to the devil as you did before” Xander called
“And breakaway”

Willow finished the song and without looking back left Xander in the graveyard.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 10 2009, 21:18

Double 100m Hurdle - 201 words

How much longer was she going to make him wait? For days now, she refused to talk to him, she didn’t even take the bait when he deliberately made fun of her cooking. Usually she was great with the comebacks, yet now she barely spared him a single glance at his comment. When he was finally able to get over his state of shock, Edward was ashamed to say that he used his position as the Prince of the castle to order her to accompany him into town. Yet she took so long getting ready, they were now going to be late for his surprise. He wondered what she could be thinking.

Who did he think he was? Playing her like some sort of dumb bunny. Rosy wiped her runny nose on her sleeve as she gazed out the sunny window. It was enough that he lied to her, but he actually made her fall for him too! Him, with his handsome funny self. Just because he had a lot of power and money, he thinks he could do whatever he wants. Well. Rosy was about to prove him wrong. And boy was she going to enjoy it. Every last second.

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 10 2009, 21:29

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 10 2009, 21:48

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 10 2009, 22:10

This isn't the best but it's late so what can I say? lol

There is love everywhere,
through family, friends, and life.
And then there is your one true love,
But how close is too close?
Are you willing to take a walk on the wild side
and release your imprisoned forbidden love to the dogs?

Hogwarts Walks, Sirius/Bellatrix
http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/harry-potter-ships-f178/sirius-bellatrix-t8819.htm

A lone house
Alone, but still proud
Shows that even one member
Can gather in the riches

Housepoints, Purple Elf House
http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/housepoints-f20/purple-elf-house-1230-t11419.htm

There are great leaders in the world.
There are great fighters in the world.
But even people with their nose in a book
Can go down in history

History of Magic Class, The history of Hermione Weasley
http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/history-of-magic-f7/the-history-of-the-great-mrs-hermone-weasley-t11490.htm

A test. A contest. A dare.
Who will win it?
Only a picture can tell
But you have to slow it down to catch it.

Challenges, Slow Motion
http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/photography-corner-f145/challenge-slow-motion-t11485.htm

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 10 2009, 22:21

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 10 2009, 22:43

Art, Drama, and Creative Writing class - Drabble time

http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/art-drama-and-creative-writing-f93/drabble-time-t11858.htm#466032

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 17 2009, 12:37

This event is now closed. All points and medals will be up shortly. Well done everyone

Subject: Re: HEPTATHALON Tue Feb 17 2009, 12:43

Rigby Dumbledore 1750 +
3000 GOLD

Raistlin The Wizard 1550 +
2000 SILVER

Elana 1200 + 1000 BRONZE

jennifer Williams 800

Gemma_Cullen-Malfoy 800

Violetriddle 500

breakdown of scores seen in breakdown thread