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 Toymaking Main Event Thread
Tristan Truman
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Feb 13 2018, 04:22 AM   Link Quote
The cold wind blew onto Tristan's camera lenses as he peered. The breeze that made a chilly frost which accumulated around the edges worried the boy. He put his lens cap on the device and put it in his bag to protect it. The eagle had thought that maybe he could catch memories while he was at the workshop. He wasn't one for toys, but he had hoped he'd grown up with them. Nessa, his mother, had just bought the boy books and clothing. The boy had never had a say in what he wanted until he took up photography during his second year in Hogwarts. A pleasure the Truman patriarch and his wife looked down on because they knew that their banished son and Tristan's older brother, Jacian, had taken up before.

Tristan was different from his parents. Yes, he was brought up to be the one to bring the family pride, but he was his own person. The Ravenclaw packed his bag after his classes the day he found out that there was a toymaking workshop. It intrigued him.

The moment he set foot in the said workshop, however, was when Tristan knew that his decision to put away his camera was the best course of action. He needed his hands, not on a camera trigger, but on the toys that were yet to be made. If he didn't get the chance to own a toy back when he was a child, then he'd make one for a person who'd received them, child or not.

His hands grabbed a piece of wood and some chisels from one of the toolboxes that were ready for them. He'd hoped he was good enough at woodworking despite only taking it up as a small hobby back when he was a child. Thoughts set on a toy soldier.

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Tris tries his hand at making a toy soldier by hand smile.gif
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Chai Beauvelle
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Feb 13 2018, 04:53 AM   Link Quote
"Oh, my."

The woman's voice was drowned out by the sound of students and staff alike talking to each other as they worked on their creations. Some successful and others admirable attempts. Chai had just arrived, and the surprise in how many had volunteered blew the healer away. It was uplifting. Her shocked expression was replaced with a smile as she weaved her way gracefully around the young ones.

The woman saw faces she'd seen very often, Mister Quigley for example, was one she'd count on to be on top of helping others despite, well, his colorful personality. Which showed quite well during his attempts at making toys. Another was Mister Deschamps which she'd often seen with Mister Nilsson, the woman had thought that maybe they were very close as Chai had rarely seen Sigurd with a thoughtful look other than brooding at the rare times she'd seen the two together. As if one was not enough, the Healer's eyes sparkled as she saw another familiar face, Miss Reeve was there too. The badger looked as though she wasn't doing very well at first, but Chai was amazed at how she picked herself up and tried again.

"You're doing very well, children." Chai silently cheered, not wanting to break the others' concentrations.

Chai stopped herself before she started making an attendance of her acquaintances. The woman finally settled on a corner that overlooked the room. If her friends were to join, she wanted to at least be able to know. She thought she'd take Miss Reeve's example and make a plush herself, maybe a cat, a cat that looked like Babylon.

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Chai comes in with a graceful stride, notices @Felton Quigley, @Florentin Deschamps, and @Imogen Reeve. She quietly cheers them on! Before proceeding with making a plush as she was inspired by Miss Reeve's fighting spirit.
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Maisie Krenek
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Feb 13 2018, 07:18 PM   Link Quote
For the first time in recent weeks, things were actually going her way. The wagon pieced itself together in no time, sitting proudly in front of her, if a little naked. Though hesitant, Maisie drew her wand and cast a spell to change the color of the wagon. Sure, it was wood, but every kid deserved a little red wagon once in their lives, right? The place her wand tapped rippled outward, the scarlet color seeping across the wood like paint in water, and then settled, a light, glossy sheen of red. Standing, she took hold of the handle and moved it back and forth a little to test the wheels.

It moved. She'd done good.

Maisie sat back, looking at the other toys that she had grabbed. A lot of them were patterns and fabric for stuffed animals, and while she could maximize her output by making one with her hands and magically making another at the same time, she wasn't sure that she trusted her wand to not tear something right to shreds. It was amazing that she had even gotten the wagon to paint red without it exploding into shards of wood that would've undoubtedly hit her, and anyone else in the vicinity.

No, these would have to be made by hand. That was the best way to make a stuffed animal, anyway.

She started with the red felt that she had grabbed, measuring out hearts and stitching them carefully, but only part of the way, as she still had to make wishes and then stuff them. Each one was given a whispered wish of joy throughout the year, something that the young girl had been lacking lately, and then they were stuffed and closed properly. There were eight of them, and that was a start, but only a start.

Pulling her fabric toward her, she measured twice, cut once, and began to pin carefully so that she could start stitching.

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Maisie's wagon works out incredibly well. She sews some wishes into felt hearts, which she plans to put into the stuffed animals that she's making.
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Nellie Miller
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Feb 13 2018, 10:00 PM   Link Quote
The result was a second unicorn with a big butt.

Ultimately, it really wasn't that much of a loss. She would get it right eventually, and that was what mattered. Besides, she didn't think that she was going to use this skill too often in the future, so it was okay for her to not do so great at the start. Setting the unicorn at her side, she made up her mind that she would give it to Kit later. Maybe he'd enjoy it?

For now, though, Nellie really should make toys to add to the wealth of things that they'd given to the Mysterious Wizard, and stop giving them to her classmates. Altruism was great and all, but they were all here to do a job, weren't they? That included her.

She was careful as she marked out the pieces she needed for two reindeer, counting carefully as she cut everything so as to make sure that she had everything that she needed. As an afterthought, she set the extra scraps aside. Maybe she would take them with her and make something else? Nellie wasn't sure. She could always try to transfigure them into something when she had a spare moment.

Part of her wanted to build an armature for the stuffed reindeer, so that they could stand, but upon looking around, there wasn't anything that she could use. So, she moved forward, starting to pin her pieces and sew accordingly.

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nellie fails at stopping big butt unicorn pt 2, and thinks about giving the unicorn to kit. she moves on to making reindeer stuffies, saving her scraps so that she can transfigure them later.

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he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts
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Feb 14 2018, 03:15 AM   Link Quote
Redder was one of the earlier comers in the workshop. He thought that he'd make something simple since he knew next to nothing about building things. A yo-yo seemed like something he could make without screwing everything up. All he had to do was glue on two sides of the shell onto the edges of a wooden tube, simple enough. The eagle had a box of unpainted yo-yo halves, the tubes they were supposed to be in, and some string, aside from the three main parts he also took a jar of wood glue and a brush to apply the glue in. The boy thought it would be easier if Vaughn, his best friend, was with him.

"Vaughnie would know what to do if I screwed up..."

Or maybe the other boy he'd met before, Samson Tal-? The Ravenclaw had already forgotten his recent friend's last name. Shame on him. He shook his head trying to remember almost forgetting what he was there for. He picked up half of the first yo-yo he'd intended to start on only to realize that he'd forgotten another thing - to open the wood glue jar. Redder put the half down and began to struggle just a little with the jar, but he managed to open it.

"Oh, yes! It was Talbot!" He shouted only to remember that there were others who were concentrated on their work. He blushed and went to take his yo-yo half and add wood glue on it to begin assembling the toy.

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Red is by himself and hopes that he's with his best friend @Vaughn Travere or his new friend @Samson Talbot. He tries to make a Yo-yo!
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Feb 14 2018, 03:37 AM   Link Quote
Children were his weakness. For a person who wanted to have a little sister, a nephew, or a child of his own, Mattias Chase wasn't so lucky. His parents decided to live far away from relatives, and his mother who was American wasn't very close to her family while his father had left his relatives in London to be close to his wife. Both also settled on one child which to the young Chase was a missed opportunity. He wanted to take care of young ones. Ever since he came to Hogwarts it was half the wish come true. Half because most his students didn't like him because of his blood purity.

Mattias had another chance to make people smile. The toymaking. He had heard about it due to the Headmistress. The professor didn't have anything else important to do so he thought, 'I might as well use my time for something that could make a child smile.

He sat down in the farthest corner away from the crowds and started sewing a deer plush.

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Matty reminisces about the times he'd wanted to raise a kid but he's single and a virgin and has no contact with his nieces and nephews. Oh, and he makes a deer plush.
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Cassius Carver
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Feb 21 2018, 03:12 AM   Link Quote
Laughter escaped from Cassius' lips as he took the toy that his sister had made for him. "I guess if you squint at it, you can kind of see that it almost looks like me. Maybe by the end of the year you'll be able to make a the perfect replica of me," he joked. Soon enough though he started getting into the whole façade of making toys. There was a lot of fiddling about from his end, yet he still wasn't sure what he was making until the shapes started coming together. It wasn't much as first, as he pulled material from all sorts of places too lost in his own work to really notice was Seraphina was doing for the time being. Although his sister was the artistic one in the family, and he the really inept one he thought the broomstick he was fashioning and covering with flowers was looking good.

Soon enough, after some fiddling with the charms on it he got the broomstick to fly around.

"Look, sis," he said quietly so no one could overhear the two of them talking, "I can make this follow you forever more until you burn it. You'll never forget I exist now," he said laughing before watching it repeatedly bash into the back of her head. There was no harm done, it was after all an annoying incantation but the look on Fina's face made him laugh. "Okay, okay I'll stop," he got out before pulling the mini broomstick into his pocket and starting on another toy. It was a lot of fun - more fun than he realised to do this and Cassius hummed to himself quietly as he started onto his next present.

It seemed Christmas could be saved after all.

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Cass successfully makes a mini flying broom covered in flowers and annoys Fina with it before making his next present.
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Seraphina Windsor
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Feb 21 2018, 03:32 AM   Link Quote
It was one of the more amusing things that the Slytherin had seen been done. Cassius Carver was actually making something and with his own hands. There was no whining involve, no swearing and it actually looked like he enjoyed whatever he was making very much. It made Fina happy that they could sit here in near silence and making stuff together for Christmas. Without the pestering of her mother and their family, it was an early Christmas gift to the Slytherin just to enjoy some time with her twin. Even though throughout the years they had already had a fair number of difficulties, the bond they had developed through thick and thin was unshakeable.

Eventually, with much fiddling Seraphina thought she had completed the present. That was until she accidentally snapped it in half as she felt something prodding the back of her head.

Looking up, she noticed that even though she was having a quiet moment with Cassius, he was still able to annoy her. "Stop it," she said half heartedly glaring at him before lamenting over her rubbish toy. It definitely wouldn't do to give this out so she took out her wand and decided to stick it together but it still looked off. Not content with making two toys, Seraphina decided to try her hand once more at making a little puzzle cube. She had seen them floating about and wondered if her attempt would be successful or not.

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Fina broke her beater's bat and decided to try and make a puzzle.

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Feb 21 2018, 04:45 AM   Link Quote
It really was too funny to see the look on Seraphina's face as he noticed she had snapped the gift she had been making in half. Funnier so when she tried to give him the withering glare that worked on lesser beings. Despite all that though, he backed off and watched her for a bit as she started making a bizarrely shaped thing until it was turned into something very close to the puzzle boxes he had seen floating around Hogwarts. Christmas time was never one that he enjoyed terribly. It was always filled with some jaw dropping drama that just put a foul note on everything but in this moment Cassius could believe that things were going to be okay.

Besides he knew there was the Prefect's event to look forward to and from the way Fina had been describing things, it was going to be a cracker of a day. If only he had some way of knowing how it would all turn out so he could reassure her.

Eventually Cassius realised he was making a mini Christmas tree out of all different materials. Maybe he could spread some cheer in someone's life with it. It was more complicated than her realised and got to work, focusing on all the little details of a tree he once envisioned as a child. Silly as it was it was important that he get this right. Although these days the Carver Estate was always field with grandiose trees, there was nothing quite like the homely little tree he was making. Maybe one day when he grew up there would be a tree like this waiting for him at home. Until then he hoped that the miniature one would suffice. Close to being done, Cassius drowned out all the chatter around him to finish it off.

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Cassius is making a tree that reminds him of dreams he had as a kid.

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