Raistlin's Castle

Welcome to Raistlin's Castle, the home of our feared Head of Slytherin.

Members of Raistlin the Wizard's Group:
Partner's In Crime
stephy
MarieC

This thread is your meeting place, where Raist will give instructions to each person in his group. Each individual will have their own practice thread, in which it is Raist's job to guide you through the boot camp, concentrating on the following:

-Your talent for the final round (must be different to the audition round)
-Your outfit, hair and make-up
-Your contestant campaign
More information on each of these can be found in the main forum.

Good Luck!

Marie snorted slightly as she stepped inside the dimly lit room, looking around with a slight wrinkle of her nose. Castle indeed. Right out of the 14th century too. Though the way it'd been decorated, it looked much more like a dungeon than a castle. It gave a queer feeling of unease as to what Raistlie had planned for them. Surely he wouldn't leave them hanging from hard steel handcuff now, would he?

"Could you have made this room anymore green and silver?" she muttered as she sat in one of the unnaturally straight chairs by the table. Apparently it didn't only look uncomfortable.

She raised an eyebrow at him and then looked around, flicking her wand innocently in the air. The portraits of snake were quickly replaced by portraits of badgers, and instead of the huge portrait of Raistlin, a gigantic painting of a purple hippo could be found. The carvings on the table changed to a light shade of brown that matched the dark wood but didn't feel too slytheriny anymore.

Tucking her wand behind her ear, she carefully placed her elbows on the table top, propped up, and rested her chin in her palms, tilting her head at him with a sweet smile. "No, nothing at all," she said with a happy grin.

Lifey stepped delicately into the room, wondering what was in store for the PiCs. She quickly spotted Elana and made a bee line for her.

"Hey luv. What are we doing?" she whispered. she didn't have to whisper, but the atmosphere was so creepy she figured it would be best.

Streams opened the door hesitantly, wondering if anyone was yet there as the room was so hushed. She stepped inside and almost immediately laughed aloud. The room was so very...Rai. Still smiling, she headed over to him. "Hello, Rai," she said cheerfully. "I must admit I rather like what you've done with the place. I've always been rather partial to emeralds, as they are my birthstone, and though I do prefer more sunlight, fire is at times a necessary replacement," she mused aloud, then nodded politely at him and turned away to seek out her fellow PIC's.

At this stage she was really happy to have partners which she could turn to, and high-fived them merrily. "So, anyone have any ideas yet?" she asked in a normal voice, helping herself to a piece of dark, moist chocolate cake.

Lifey grinned as she hugged Streamers "No ideas yet...but" she cheerily stole a bit of Streamer's cake, not bothered to get her own, "I love this cake! cake makes everything better." She received a look from streamers, and went to get her own piece of cake meekly, but with a slightly impish grin hiding beneath the surface.

Marie watched the other's appearance before turning back to Raistlin, shrugging at his question.


"I suppose writing could do it," she said.

"oooo!" lifey said excitedly, "i like it! i'm good at acting." Lifey had just finished a school play, "Could i be lady macbeth? i've always wanted to do a production of macbeth!"

She began pacing, trying to figure out how the idea could pan out to the final performance.

"How about if we stick with movies?" Streams said musingly, licking pistachio-green icing off her fingers. "I just think it's easier to think of movies than plays...and besides, all the thees and thous kill me."

Spreading her arms enthusiastically, she continued, "We could pretend we're shooting a movie, and everyone's reading their lines, except OOPS the scripts got mixed up! So we're all bumbling along with our lines, going on and on with not a clue..."

She dropped into a hard-backed silver chair. Frowning as she remembered the cushy armchairs Huffies were so fond of, she conjured a pillow and stuffed it behind her back.

"Umm Stephy," Streams said slowly. "I'm not sure, of course, but I don't think we're all meant to perform together...this thread is for individual planning. Except the PIC's are a group so we're group planning...I could be wrong, but I'm almost sure..."

Mumbling to herself, she stood and approached Rai. "Excellent cake, sir." As she poured herself a cup of mint tea, she asked, "We are meant to perform individually, are we not?"

Fastening her closet lock onto a thin chain, Jenn fastened it around her neck and hid it beneath her shirt. "Just in case Elana tries to sneak in my closet again..." She muttered to herself as she reached out and pushed the massive doors open. Not really noticing the decorations, her brown eyes zeroed in on the occupants and hurried over to them.

"Sorry, I had to settle a huge fight over space, and quiet, and bacon smears." Jenn rolled her eyes. "But ignore all of that." Conjuring up a poofy yellow and black couch, she hopped on and settled herself down.

"So what's the plan? I actually have a question, why does this talent have to be different from the talent we showed in the audition? I thought we'd just have to do another form of the same talent..." She grinned widely. "Cause I don't know about you but...I don't have that many different talents to show...as sad as it is."

"Well, well... easy girls."

Raistlin took another sip of tea

"First. Only the PIC's perform as group. Stephy and Marie will perform alone."

He stopped for a while to watch their expressions.

"Now this room was only for you to know where you can come to if you need to talk to each others, this is common place for all of you in this group, beacuse even though you're going against each other you can help each other noentheless."

Raistlin clappeds hands 3 times and 3 house elfs suddenly appeared near the door.

"Now my servents will take each of you to your own individual rooms where you'll discuss your performance and train for it. I'll be meeting each one of you in your own rooms to help you. You can go now"

Raistlin got up and left from a lateral door which was concealed so it'd look like a normal wall.

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The first elf spoke:

"Miss Marie if you please follow me http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/second-event-forum-f127/mariec-s-practice-thread-mentor-raistlin-t7815.htm "

Then the second elf:

"Come Miss stephy I'll show you your room http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/second-event-forum-f127/stephy-s-practice-thread-mentor-raistlin-t7814.htm "

Finally the third elf:

"Will yhe young ladies follow me please? http://hogwarts-experience.heavenforum.org/second-event-forum-f127/partner-s-in-crime-practice-thread-mentor-raistlin-t7813.htm "