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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 8:00 am
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( Halfblood ￭ Second Year Gryffindor ￭ Metamorphagus ) ↫xx
I ɢoт α ғeelιɴɢ ιɴѕιde тнαт I cαɴ'т doмeѕтιcαтe
Iт doeѕɴ'т wαɴɴα lιve ιɴ α cαɢe
A ғeelιɴɢ тнαт I cαɴ'т нoυѕeвreαĸ
Aɴd I'м yoυrѕ 'тιl тнe eαrтн
Sтαrтѕ тo crυмвle αɴd тнe нeαveɴѕ roll αwαy
I'м ѕтrυɢɢlιɴɢ тo eхιѕт wιтн yoυ αɴd wιтнoυт yoυ, yeαн
I'м jυѕт α ғυll тαɴĸ αwαy ғroм ғreedoм, ѕpιтғιre!
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Donner looked around the crowd, considering his sister's suggestion of going to the compartment. Just to be sure. Yep, he just cannot see anyone for him to wait on which wasn't a big deal for him. "Sure, can't see anything interesting in this crowd, unless you want to do something interesting." The word "Interesting" was quite different when Donner was using that word: it means something that can get him to trouble. Something like scarejumping some people in their year. Hah, that'd be fun. "Speaking of interesting, are you gonna join the Quidditch team soon? It would be so cool if we get to compete each other. Create the best sibling rivalry there is."
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I'м ѕιғтιɴɢ тнroυɢн тнe ѕαɴd, ѕαɴd, ѕαɴd, ѕαɴd
Looĸιɴɢ тнroυɢн pιeceѕ oғ вroĸeɴ нoυrɢlαѕѕ
Tryιɴɢ тo ɢeт ιт αll вαcĸ, pυт ιт вαcĸ тoɢeтнer
Aѕ ιғ тнe тιмe нαd ɴever pαѕѕed
I ĸɴow I ѕнoυld wαlĸ αwαy, ĸɴow I ѕнoυld wαlĸ αwαy
Bυт I jυѕт wαɴт тo leт yoυ вreαĸ мy вrαιɴ
Aɴd I cαɴ'т ѕeeм тo ɢeт α ɢrιp, ɴo мαттer нow I lιve wιтн ιт!
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wнeɴ - Fall 2041 ↫xx
wнere - Train Station ↫xxxx
wιтн - Dagrun ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 8:37 am
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( Halfblood ￭ Fourth Year Hufflepuff ￭ Researcher ) ↫xx
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱
𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁
𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼
𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀?
𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻
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Lucien and Sujin halted their banter when Leah arrived. The former gave her a really friendly salute, meanwhile Sujin awkwardly mimicked Lucien's salute for no reason. He literally had nothing to say and now he felt like a dumbass. "Hello Leah, welcome to the discourse," Lucien chirped cheerfully, patting Sujin's back as a way to torment him to "expose his soft side". What the hell. Sujin was already a good guy, he didn't think he felt the need to hide his "soft side" like some goth kid. "Sujin is coming of age. He' having a teenage crisis-"
"Slander, Luc! Quiet!" Sujin exclaimed as he felt flustered, now he wished that Lucien already ditched him for that Russian Snow White. "You're supposed to be the mature one!"
"Sorry, mate," Lucien snorted, looking smug as ever, "Though, it would be nice if you enlightened him with your Ravenclaw words of wisdom, League. I think he's starting to have basic emotions."
The Korean rolled his eyes, but he's starting to get embarrassed now, "Stop. Please. As your bestfriend, I'm telling you to ditch me right now. Shooo."
Lucien gave Sujin a proud smile, like a dad friend. Or whatever. He patted Sujin on the shoulder as if to say "It's okay to have feelings" before waved to both Leah and Sujin, probably making a beeline to disappear into the crowd. The Korean inhaled as he put his hands together, close to his chest, as if he was praying. "Sorry, Leah," he said embarrassingly, "By the way I'm just a wallflower, not a sociopath. Just to uh... clear that one out."
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𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺? 𝗔 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱?
𝗢𝗵 𝗚𝗼𝗱, 𝗜 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿
𝗢𝗵 𝗚𝗼𝗱, 𝗜 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿
𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻
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wнeɴ - Fall 2041 ↫xx
wнere - Train Station ↫xxxx
wιтн - Lucien ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 9:39 am
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Platform
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Chance, Byuch, and Chrys
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Random Chatting
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I hope they're happy to see me
Dris grinned when Chance said he was only in trouble if someone started it, and that he hadn't been in a fist fight. The taller teen wanted to comment that his schooling wasn't quite done, but he figured that might not be the right set of words. "You're right, you're right. You're a darling angel, where'd your halo go? Why are there horns?" He grinned, lightly punching Chance in the arm. He'd missed this, just hanging out with friends. Sure, he spent time with them all, but usually he was working or they were busy, and it just wasn't the same.
Byuch spoke up, saying they were debating on boarding the train, though there would be a mob of fangirls. Dris snorted, but agreed. "Oh for sure, wouldn't want to be mobbed by crazies. It just wouldn't do for his celebrity image." This time he smirked, but was quickly distracted by Chrys joining their group. She hugged them all, and at his turn, the Ravenclaw returned the hug. She was always a welcome addition to the group too. And he happened to notice little blushes on a few of the people in the group too. He shook his head away from the odd thoughts of hippie love that'd overtaken his brain when Chrys asked what they were planning on doing without her next year. He honestly hadn't divulged his thoughts on what he'd be doing after graduation, mostly because he wasn't sure how people would react. "Chance, you can't drop out, you'd be setting a bad example for your fangirls. And Byuch... try not to poison anyone without us. I'd hate to have to bail you out of jail." Could someone even be "bailed out" of Azkaban? Maybe just out of Auror custody... or maybe he'd just been watching too much muggle TV. He shook his head, sighing happily.
Aʟʟ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀsᴛ ʟᴀɴᴇ, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏʟʟɪɴ' ꜰʀᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀᴀɪɴOɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ʀᴏᴠᴇʀI'ᴍ ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛI'ᴍ ᴀ ꜰɪʀsᴛ-ᴄʟᴀss ʟᴇᴛ-ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴀ "sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ, sɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ"I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴄᴀsᴇ, I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ʙᴏᴏᴍ. Iᴛ's ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀʀɪᴠɪɴɢ,Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴜɴᴇOʜ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs? Oʜ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ PᴏʟᴀʀᴏɪᴅBᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴅ |
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 9:55 am
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xxx⇾ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Magic Platform
xxxx⇾ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Cian, Cian's Friends
xxxxx⇾ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Meet and Greet
xxxxxx⇾ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I wish I had a hedgehog...
Despite being sad to see her brother go, Aeryn was pretty excited about the day ahead. In just one more year, she'd be able to join Cian on the magical train to school. She rode the front of the trolley, having to struggle not to scream as her brother piloted them directly at a brick wall. Just by coincidence, they vanished through onto a weird new train station, leaving the girl starry eyed. Sure, she'd nearly had a heart attack, but that was all forgotten now. She hopped off the trolley, instead walking beside her brother as he wandered up to a set of twins. He introduced her as the one who got a gnarly broken arm, causing her to smirk. The twins cringed in unison, but when Cian continued, saying she'd be along next year, they seemed to perk back up. "That's right! It was broken all the way outta my arm, but I'm so magic, I fixed it all on my own! The doctors looked bloody mad!" She grinned happily, proud of herself for having fixed up her own arm.
She listened as the twins talked about their summers, alluding to some other soul called "Londy". What a weird name... One of them said he'd gotten a familiar, which she was pretty sure was just a fancy magic-themed word for pet. He pulled out a hedgehog, and she figured she was right indeed. Oh, she'd fit right in at school! It was just a shame she didn't fit in at all in Primary. "He's so cool! Lookit his spikes! Bet he could do lots of damage with those things!" She grinned, imagining she had thorns to fling out at enemies. It would be a cool ability, if nothing else.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ, ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪʀᴅ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ sᴋʏ, Oᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ sɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴀᴋs, sᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
Oʜ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ? Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴏᴀᴍ? Aɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ?
Oʜ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪʀᴅ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰʟʏ? Aʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴀs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴘᴀssᴇs ʙʏ?
Cᴀɴ'ᴛ I ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ? Cᴀɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ? Oʀ, ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀʏ?
Oʜ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪʀᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜰᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴇʟsᴇ, ɪᴛs ᴅᴀʏ
Sᴏ I sʜᴀʟʟ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I sʜᴀʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴏᴜʀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ. |
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 10:05 am
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xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Platform
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Jeremy
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Friendly Chatter
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Oooh the cursed dropped stitch
Lena nodded calmly when Jeremy responded, even though he seemed a bit flustered. He said he'd gotten better at not dropping stitches, which brought the girl to grin. "That's great to hear, Jeremy! Soon we'll have to move on to trickier things, since you just keep getting so good." She offered a nice smile, even though she knew dropped stitches would just happen sometimes. Even her mum occasionally messed up and had wonky stitches. He mentioned getting a bag for all his knitting gear, one that'd been enchanted to hold all kinds of yarn. "That's so great! I just have yarn, fabric, and all that in my school trunk, then I have a sewing box, embroidery kit, and basket for yarn, depending on what I'm working on." She nodded, thinking about all her projects in work. She really needed a mannequin while she was at school, but she was pretty sure they wouldn't fit amongst all her books. Maybe she'd have to see about transfiguring something into a mannequin.... That'd make a good research project, at least.
Lᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs, ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs
ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍɪʟᴇs
ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴀssɪɴɢ ʙʏ
Cᴏᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅs ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ
ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏs ꜰᴇʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʙʏ
Eᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴇᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ
Aɴᴅ ɪᴛ's sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Eᴀᴄʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs
sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ |
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 1:08 pm
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Heart's on fire, leaving all behind
Dark as night, let the lightning guide you
Step outside, gonna step outside, I'm gonna step outside
Heart's on fire in the warming rain
Living life feeding appetites
Stake through every heart stop in the mood.
ᗩᙖIᘜᗩIᒪ
ᖇOSЄ
ᑕOᗪY
muggleborn │ first year │ unsorted
Abby brought her arms up when a boy stumbled near her. "Mate, watch where you're going," she said, not unkindly, and then added, not wanting to come off as rude or snotty, "You're a first year too, right? I'm Abby." She wasn't really sure what else to say, and fiddled with Benji's cage instead. She'd been really excited to finally have a pet of her own, especially an owl. Although she wasn't sure how Lil would like letters being delivered to her. Her sister was more of a texter in the first place. Still, at least the owl would be living at school most of the time, and not at home.
Being glad, breathing appetite
Heart's on fire, leaving all behind
Dark as night, let the lightning guide you
Step outside, gonna step outside, I'm gonna step outside
Broke tooth one day, something's not the same
Blank head, that guy sweep the floor
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 8:23 pm
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xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Platform
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? No one, at the moment
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Preparing to board
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I wonder what this year holds
Nani skipped onto the platform, her odd, twirly walk setting her apart from anyone else. She had her hair tied back into a braid, flowers adorning the curls. A large, rather fluffed up mum was tucked behind her ear, the girl sure she'd need the added protection for the day. Then again, she wasn't particularly sure why, as she'd never had trouble. Maybe this time it would be useful? A grin lit up her face as the girl danced over to the train to set her trunk. Orion decided he'd stay there for her, the cat lazily napping atop her trunk. She wandered away, hoping to spot some of her friends in the crowd.
{{OoC: Open for Interaction}}
I ᴀᴍ I, Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, Wᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ sᴜᴄʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ.
Cᴀɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ? Aᴘᴀᴛʜʏ ʟɪᴇs ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ sᴜᴄʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ.
Wᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ? Wᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴜs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ.
Sᴏ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɴs, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅᴏᴠᴇs. Wᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴜs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ.
Sᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴡᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴇ. Wᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sɪɴɢ ɪɴ sᴜᴄʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ.
I ᴡᴏʀᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʀᴇᴇ. Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sɪɴɢ ɪɴ sᴜᴄʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ.
Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴘʀᴀʏɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ.
Hᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ ᴡɪʟʟ sɪɴɢ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ. |
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2018 11:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2018 1:52 am
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