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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 8:37 am
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So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold
Head Girl Annabelle Emery Rich Seventh Year Seeker, Slytherin Prefect
”Absolutely, mate.” She nodded as a matter of fact, a soft chuckle highlighted past her lips at the surprise that shined in the redheads ivory features. ”Out of everyone, I think you’d best for it. I trust you, and I know Ronyo does; I’ve never heard of you doing anything out of line that wasn’t for a good cause.
“And to be honest, some of the younger students have gotten… brusque.” She paused, tiptoeing over her words carefully as her thoughts drifted to their first meet this year where she’d had to issue out detentions. That wasn’t exactly something she’d ever thought she’d had to do in her club. ”If anyone can knock ‘em down a peg or two, I’m sure it’ll be you.” Her giggles lingered in the air. ”I’ve never had reason to call them in yet, but Professor Amorocho and Madame Montague are always available to help if you need them..
“And if you ever do need me, I won’t be too far! I’ll be opening up a dueling range in Hogsmeade this summer, probably won’t get it ready until the next school year, but I’ll only ever be an owl away most of the time.”
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Location: Clocktower Courtyard Troubles: Patience
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 2:09 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Nervous | Just another family torn: First meeting... please don't end in chaos... | Just a step from the edge: No one | Just another day in the world we live in: Clocktower Courtyard |
Marina took a deep breath as she regarded the court yard. She'd set up every shield she knew around the area, and marked off dueling rings with a piece of white chalk. A few dummies she'd rooted around in old classrooms and storage closets for were set up, faded and a bit tattered but ready for use. Now all she needed was people. Being in charge of something like this was entirely new to her, and she was a little worried about how people would react. A few of the members were older and more experienced than her, and telling older students what to do made her slightly uncomfortable. There was also the fact that Dominic, who was Belle's cousin and would seem like the logical choice for being appointed head of this club, was not, in fact, the head of this club. She was. Marina really, really hoped that he wouldn't be peeved at her about it. A pissed off Dominic Montague was the last thing she needed right now, with classes, and creepy letters, and worrying about her mum and dad, and now this... "Right. You can do this," she muttered to herself, putting her wand back up her sleeve and waiting for someone to arrive.
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 2:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 3:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 4:26 pm
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Well I woke up to the sound of silence And cries were cutting like knives in a fist fight And I found you with a bottle of wine Your head in the curtains And heart like the Fourth of July
 
Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel
╔ ╗ Tobi walked into the club a bit anxious and, despite his best intentions, nervous to what to expect. Joining the Dueling Club had been an almost spur of the moment thing, he had heard and seen the flyers for it and had thought back to the summer at the Carnival when he had dueled alongside the others. He figured that while he survived by the skin of his teeth it wouldn't be remiss to enhance his few skills. He saw a redhead that looked familar, another boy he'd never seen before, and David. He very nearly smacked himself when he saw the Gryffindor; if ever there was the embodiment of the lion spirit it was this guy and his little group of friends. It was no wonder Luke goes crazy some days! But still, Tobi put on a small grin while looking around at the rag-tag group. "So...this is the Duelin' Club right?" he asked curious.
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If you're lost and alone Or you're sinking like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on
Carry on, carry on |
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 4:39 pm
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Amanda joined the Club of Dueling about two years back; however, she never really made en effort to show up. The girl figured maybe participating in it this year would be a good thing. When she walked out to the courtyard, she noticed only three students were here. Curious, Amanda wondered which one Belle left in charge though it seemed as though Marina was left as the head of the club. She didn't leave the club to Dom? the sixth year wondered, but her face didn't show any sign of confusion. "Hey, Marina, Edajin," she said, nodding to each of her housemates. Then there was some younger, Gryffindor boy whom the sixteen year old neither met, nor cared to meet. She recognized his face from the club as well as from Quidditch, but the two never made any contact with each other. There was also some younger Hufflepuff student who Amanda recognized from Quidditch. Ugh, Puffs, she thought with a roll of her eyes. However, she knew there was no way she could escape them. Twenty five percent of the school belonged to that house, and while on holidays, she lived with her sister, who was a Puff in her days.
((OOC: outfit in picture))
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 2:40 pm
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I have screamed until my veins collapsed
I've waited as my time's elapsed
Now, all I do is live with so much hate I've wished for this, I've bitched at that
I've left behind this little fact:
You cannot kill what you did not create I've gotta say what I've gotta say
And then I swear I'll go away
But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise.
𝔇mitri 𝕲rigori 𝔎amenev
я никому не уступлю
of house Slytherin ___________ Eleven Years Old
First Year
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He hadn’t at all planned this, not really. But he couldn’t deny that this coincidental occurrence couldn’t have been better. He almost wanted to laugh! The smallest, wavering smile fluttered on his lips when his eyes scanned the crowd that was slowly amassing in the courtyard under the clock tower. He hung back in the sidelines, his silence and observant eyes branded him as the first year he was. He knew they weren’t allowed to join, it only made sense. By all means, they should barely have any spells to their arsenal, at such a young age. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t watch—and he was definitely going to. Idly, he wondered where Sergio was, since the Italian hadn’t already gotten here. But then again, Kamenev’s had always been blessed with an internal clock that was always right on time.
Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing.
I guess I'll save the best for last My future seems like one big past ________ You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 12:29 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Nervous | Just another family torn: First meeting... please don't end in chaos... | Just a step from the edge: No one | Just another day in the world we live in: Clocktower Courtyard |
For some reason, Marina tensed suddenly, and turned her head slightly to see one of the first years she remembered from the feast watching off to the side. Geez, she was getting paranoid; it was just a little kid, after all. Of course, her eleven year old self would have hated to be thought of as a child, but she was fifteen now, and still a bit of a hypocrite. She turned back to the small group. "I guess this is everyone then. Right. I'm Marina Aldred, and yes, this is the Dueling Club for those of you who are new. This is my first year running things, so if I do something idiotic, you tell me. And in turn, I'll call you out if I see you acting like a moron. Deal?" She mentally counted heads. "I was going to have you guys pair off and do a short little practice duel, just to warm up... We've got an odd number, but that's fine. I'll just supervise, and if anyone needs help with anything, ask me. Look, try to keep things safe, and since this is just going to be a quick round of duels, don't go all out on each other and exhaust yourselves. No really nasty hexes or curses, no stupefying because if you fall back you'll crack your head open, and if you're not one hundred percent sure you can properly cast a spell, do not cast it. That's why we have test dummies. I don't want to have to run and get Madame Montague at the very first meeting. That's it, I guess. Have at each other." She took a few steps back, to allow them to figure out who was going to duel who. Hopefully this would not end it total chaos. Marina found herself standing in the massive shadow of the clock tower standing tall above them, and a chill crept up her spine, though she couldn't quite figure out why. Her brown eyes warily gazed out at the court yard, and barely glanced over the watching first year.
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 10:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 12:15 am
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And we both go down together...we'd stay there forever...just try to get up
Sergio Mourinho Di Maria
Slytherin♽Pureblood♽Eleven
I always sing you sad songs...and you can sing along...and you can see your melody is calling out your wrongs.
Sergio finally arrived at what he desired to see the most out of the school's attractions, and that was the dueling club. He wouldn't be able to participate, but it was alright. He found Dmitri, his closest friend here and sat next to him. "What have I missed mi amico?" he asked the boy, hoping to get filled in on whatever he did indeed miss.
I never told you everything. Your losing hope and fading dreams and every single memory along the way
And I'm sorry, this wasn't easy...I ask you believe me...and never let go
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 5:19 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 9:43 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 11:42 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 1:43 pm
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Well I woke up to the sound of silence And cries were cutting like knives in a fist fight And I found you with a bottle of wine Your head in the curtains And heart like the Fourth of July
Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel
╔ ╗ Tobi watched as more and more people joined them, some her somewhat recognized and others he had no idea who they were. He turned towards Marina as she started up the club and paired them off. He had only seen Darius on the Quidditch field but he supposed the Slytherin was alright. He walked over to the older boy with a small grin and outstretched his hand. "Hey, guess we're partners. Don' go easy on me cos I'm younger, alright?" he smirked.
╚ ╝
If you're lost and alone Or you're sinking like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on
Carry on, carry on |
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 2:42 pm
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