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 Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2016 10:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2016 9:03 pm
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Orphan Sisters for Life
First YearsLocation : Hogsmeade Station → The LakeWith : Each Other... First Years  Sure enough Minako was right. Not surprising coming from the most intelligent one in their group. Alana for one was happy her Asian friend was right. The four girls looked over as Callum Murdoch addressed the group of first years. Kimberly didn’t know how she felt about him. Though since she couldn’t really judge someone she had yet to meet she figured she’d keep Candace close to her. Candace couldn’t wait she practically jumped up and down in excitement. Before they could get going however it appeared another girl in their year was having a problem. “What’s her problem?” Kimberly asked with a raised eye brow. She probably would have folded her arms had she not been holding Candace’s hand. “I’m not sure.” Minako commented her own brain was trying to figure it out. “Perhaps she’s just bothered by something…” Alana suggested. Even she was bothered by things like crowds. “I hope she’s alright.” Candace added genuinely concerned for the girl. Hopefully she’d be alright. Course until things were solved they weren’t going anywhere. - - - - - - - Luckily things didn’t take too long and they were able to head to the lake. “Look at that lake!” Candace said as they approached before pulling Kimberly along. “What’s so exciting about it…? It’s a lake. It probably has creepy critters in it or something.” She commented rolling her eyes. “Don’t be silly Kimi.” Candace smiled before looking back at Alana and Minako. “Hurry up you two!” She called to them. Minako looked from Candace and Kimberly before looking to Alana. “Come on. Don’t want them to leave without us.” Minako said taking her friends hand. “No we don’t.” Alana agreed following her friend to the others. Getting into a boat Kimberly got in first in order to help Candace into the boat. The blonde almost tipped the boat over in excitement. “Take it easy Ace. We don’t want to go swimming…” Kimberly told her as she tried to steady the boat. “Sorry…” Candace said as the boat stopped rocking. Once everything was stable Alana got in followed by Minako. Ultimately Kimberly ended up with the lantern which wasn’t happy about but wasn’t going to let Alana take it from her. Luckily they all got to enough the view as they boats began to move. (Exit to The Boathouse)Alana ~ Status : Happy... Slightly Overwhelmed... Theme ~ Attire Minako ~ Status : Excited to get to Hogwarts Theme ~ Attire Kimbery ~ Status : Annoyed... Getting excited... Theme ~ Attire Candace ~ Status : Happy / Excited Theme ~ Attire
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 8:09 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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xxxThe Black Lake
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xxxxxxxxxFirst Years
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCalm
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ι coυld вe м e a n , ι coυld вe a n g r y xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
yoυ ĸ n o w ι coυld вe jυѕт l ι ĸ e y o υ xxxxxxxxxxxx
yoυ т н o υ g н т yoυ were тнere тo g υ ι d e мe xxxxxxxxx
yoυ were only ι n м y w a y xxxxxx
yoυ're w r o n g ιғ yoυ тнιnĸ тнaт ι'll вe jυѕт l ι ĸ e yo υ xxx
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spaceOnce it seemed like the first years were all accounted for, Cal began leading them to the lake. He stopped at the shore, doing a quick headcount to make sure he hadn't lost anyone on the way. "Alright, everyone, listen up! We'll be taking the boats across the lake to the school. Each boat seats four students, and someone will have to hold the lantern. Be careful boarding, and no fooling around. I don't want to see any nonsense, and I don't think any of you want to land a detention before you even make it to the school." Knowing that there were probably at least one or two students, who'd fancy just that, Cal narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms before continuing. "Any students who think it would be funny or somehow impressive to accomplish such a task, I advise you re-evaluate your priorities. Carefully." Alright, so it paid to be intimidating sometimes. He found that, generally, he didn't have to make outright threats; his face and posture did it for him. He was pretty sure that anything the students could think of as far as a punishment would be far more severe than anything he'd actually hand out; he'd heard from his daughter a few of the ridiculous things she'd heard students gossiping about professors handing out as punishments. Where kids got these ideas, he'd never know, especially since some of them bordered on torture.
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xxx ι coυld вe c o l d , ι coυld вe r υ т н l e ѕ ѕ
xxxxxx yoυ ĸ n o w ι coυld вe jυѕт l ι ĸ e y o υ
xxxxxxxxx on мy o w n , 'caυѕe ι can'т т a ĸ e lιvιng w ι т н y o υ
xxxxxxxxxxxx ι'м a l o n e , ѕo ι won'т тυrn oυт l ι ĸ e y o υ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx yoυ're w r o n g ιғ yoυ тнιnĸ тнaт ι'll вe jυѕт l ι ĸ e yo υ
 xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xx xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx First years should all follow Callum!
Next post will be at the Black Lake
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 12:05 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 12:38 am
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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xxxLakeshore - Boats
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xxxxxxxxxDris
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxExhausted
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ωнєи ѕнє ωαѕ נ υ ѕ т α g ι я ℓ xxxxxxxxxxxx
ѕнє є χ ρ є ¢ т є ∂ тнє ω σ я ℓ ∂ xxxxxxxxx
вυт ιт fℓєω α ω α у fяσм нєя я є α ¢ н xxxxxx
ѕσ ѕнє яαи α ω α у ιи нєя ѕ ℓ є є ρ xxx
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spaceChrys was not generally one to deliberate long and hard on much of anything. If it was necessary, she'd give something careful thought. But, more often than not, she tended to trust her gut. Aunt Anthea always said that people needed to listen to themselves to find the truth, and for Chrys, that meant trusting her instincts. And her instincts told her that Dris Abrams was going to be her friend. After all, what wasn't to like about a kid who'd ended up covered in paint on the way to the school? "I'm sure one of the professors can help you remove them in the meantime," she told him helpfully. "I'm not sure how soon we'll learn spells like that, or how difficult they are... I don't really like to clean." At this, she made a face. "My younger brother's the clean one. He likes to follow our mother and Miss Regina and Miss Delilah around the house and pick up after everyone."
spaceHer expression grew thoughtful as they were led to the lake, thinking on what she'd been told about the school and the sorting process. Her father believed in his children being prepared for everything, so there was little in the way of secrets regarding the evening. The only thing not certain was her house. "Do you have other friends?" she asked him, looking around. "We need two more for a boat. If you will ride with me, of course. Which, you don't have to, if you have three other friends." She pursed her lips, expression slightly bothered by the notion. She'd only made the one friend, after all. "I don't have any friends yet. Well, I have friends. Or, a friend? But he's not going to be here until next year. And I met a boy at Diagon but he's older." She didn't bother mentioning her siblings; that they were her best friends went without saying, and obviously she was older than them and they weren't here. She really hoped that Dris would want to ride across the lake with her, though she supposed having to find someone else to ride with wouldn't be too bad... provided everyone else wasn't already paired up, anyway.
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xxx ѕтιℓℓ ℓуιиg υ и ∂ є я и є α т н тнє ѕтσяму ѕ к ι є ѕ
xxxxxx ѕнє ѕαι∂, σ н ι киσω тнє ѕ υ и ιѕ ѕєт тσ я ι ѕ є
xxxxxxxxx тнιѕ ¢ σ υ ℓ ∂ вє ραяα-ραяα-ρ α я α ∂ ι ѕ є
xxxxxxxxxxxx тнιѕ ¢ σ υ ℓ ∂ вє ραяα-ραяα-ρ α я α ∂ ι ѕ є
xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 1:10 am
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 9:38 am
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  Ⓤⓝⓢⓞⓡⓣⓔⓓ Ⓕⓘⓡⓢⓣ Ⓨⓔⓐⓡ Dris was more than excited to have someone in his own grade to talk to. All his other friends so far were in other grades, which made him a bit sad. He wanted to spend all the time in the world with his friends, but since they were all in different grades, he wasn't able to be in class with them all. After mentioning the cleaning spell his parents used, Chrys promptly said there was probably a professor that could do the spell for him. She said it might be complex magic, so there was no guess as to when they'd learn the spell itself. "It might be... but oh! I can write my daddies and then they'll tell me the name of the spell so then I can go to the library and research it! Or I can even find out just when we're gonna learn the spell!" He grinned, looking at her. She didn't like to clean and honestly, neither did he. He would clean to help his family, but he also took it upon himself to be messy at every turn. "You have a little brother? I've always wanted one, but I have a little sister and I love her quite a lot! She's cleaner than I am, but not super-dee-duper clean either." He nodded, thinking a bit on how much he already missed Laili.... and his dads... and James and Lyre... and their new little baby. As the teacher man started the journey to the lake, Dris followed along, looking around at the scene as he walked. Milo had been super secretive about the whole sorting process, but Skylar had given him fair warning. Honestly, Dris wasn't sure if he preferred the mystery or not. When Chrys asked about other friends, Dris looked a bit baffled until she clarified about the boats. "I do, but none of them are here! I've got Skylar and Clara a year up, and my friend Chance will be here next year. So for now, we can get a boat and maybe someone else will hop in with us!" He grinned as he lead Chrys to the boat nearby. With a grin, he offered his hand, knowing he ought to be polite. "After you, Chrys!" Iɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴄᴀɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ
Iɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ's ɴɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ
Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ
Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ɴɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ
Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴢᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏ
Wнeɴ ιт'ѕ ɴιɴe ιɴ тнe αғтerɴooɴ |
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 10:02 am
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If you listen just right, you can almost hear it;
The symphony of secrecy, life, and fear...
The search for love, but finding fear-
Like a moth to the flame we become helpless,
To the beautiful ghost that true love sheds.
𝚕𝚢𝚍𝚒𝚊
𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎
𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛
muggleborn │ first year │ unsorted
Lydia had walked down to the lake with the other first years in complete silence; the lake itself was not too much of a surprise, given the fact that Esther had mentioned the boat ride. Liddie's concern was that the little boats did not look terribly sturdy, they were supposed to cram four people inside each, and the lake looked rather sinister. She was a very good swimmer, having grown up in an seaside town, but who knew what was lurking in those pitch black depths. All sorts of monstrous fish, probably. Maybe even eels. What if she fell out and was dragged down by something? At least the man in charge seemed like he'd be very angry if he caught anyone fooling around. Wrapping her arms around her midsection, Lydia nervously surveyed her options. Two brunette girls in one boats, who seemed to be friendly with one another, an even more nervous looking Asian boy and a blonde girl, and a girl with bright pink hair and a blond boy covered in paint. Liddie liked pink, but she didn't think children were allowed to dye their hair like that, and if they were, it probably meant their parents were awful people who had no business raising children. Her parents didn't even approve of adults dying their hair! Or having tattoos, or piercings anywhere but their earlobes... Her mum always avoided the clerk at the greengrocer's with the cherry red highlights. And she really wasn't supposed to be talking with boys at all.... She turned to the two dark-haired girls, who at least looked normal, and warily approached. "Can I sit with you?" Lydia forced the words out, and struggled to smile at the two. The short haired one was explaining what a mobile and a computer were to the long haired one. How did she not know? Liddie was barely allowed to use the one computer they had at home, and she certainly wasn't allowed to have her own phone, but she at least knew what they were. No matter what the kids at school had said about her family being 'church freaks'. "I'm Lydia," she added after a moment. "Lydia Spencer."
OOC: ((Kiru, just to let you know, if you're quoting someone just keep it in a spoiler))
We all are running our very own races,
Set upon the most dangerous of places.
We are left with a void in our chests we're aching to fill...
The doves come to gather our every need; they lift them up-
To Heaven through the mouths from which we speak.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 2:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 5:09 pm
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