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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2019 11:37 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Platform 9¾ xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Stella xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Catching up xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? My jaw hurts
Brennie blushed when Stella commented that his talking was new. He wanted to lie, to say it surely wasn't.... but he couldn't lie. It wasn't nice! Luckily (or perhaps unluckily), she asked if he'd gotten braces. Sigh. He did a weird grimace-smile thing that showed off his braces. They'd let him pick the colors of the bands, and he'd gone yellow and black for Hufflepuff. After a second, he closed his mouth, gingerly rubbing his jawbone. "You caught me. How wash your shummer, Shtella?" He hoped the question would turn attention back to her, thus allowing him a second to wipe away his drool. He did that on his jacket sleeve, despite it being pretty gross to do so. He didn't have a tissue handy, and it worked. Hopefully she didn't comment on that bit though....
I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴇss Sᴏ I sɪᴛ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ, ᴀɢʀᴇᴇ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛᴇʟʏ. I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ I ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ I ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜsʜ ᴍᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ. I sᴛᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ, sᴏ I ꜰᴇʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ Yᴏᴜ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ I ɢᴏᴛ ᴜᴘ, ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʙʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜsᴛ Yᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍʏ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ Yᴏᴜ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ I ɢᴏᴛ ᴜᴘ. Gᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ. I sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ, I sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ I ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪɢᴇʀ, ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ Lᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ, ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ ʀᴏᴀʀ!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 4:12 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 5:05 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 8:32 am
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┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓αυgυѕтιи ☆ ∂υffу☆fιяѕт уєαя ѕтυ∂єит☆┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
xFeeling: Anxious xLocation: Platform 9 3/4 xWith: Lots of People xStatus: Single
There were a lot of kids around his age that Augustin could approach and try to form new friendships with, but he wasn't exactly sure how to do that. As he walked along the platform, his ears picked up on different pieces of peoples' conversations. He wasn't eavesdropping intentionally, but his acute ears grabbed snippets of information. None of it was particularly useful since he didn't know anyone on the platform or train aside from his sister. And she didn't really have friends either, so he knew no one. Augustin heard a conversation that interested him and wasn't exactly paying attention to where he was walking and he bumped into someone. Immediately, he was in recovery mode. "Oh my, I'm terribly sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking." He looked at the boy he'd bumped into. Brown hair, gray-ish blue eyes, about his height... more than likely probably a first year as well. So that meant he was probably going to be a first year like himself. Not a good first introduction, he thought to himself."Sorry again. I'm Augustin Duffy," he said, straightening his tie and extending his hand for a handshake.
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Out Of Character: ... ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 11:15 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 1:27 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 1:58 pm
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The biding of time getting stuck in my mind is a boat to roll Two hours later, back in my neighborhood where everything just stalled It still looks the same; they remembered my name, steppin' in for a cup full There's a big city man I used to rumble with him back in high school The slow cruel hands of time turn you into molten lava, oh my
ᗪᗩGᖇᑌᑎ ᖴᒪOᖇᗩ ᕮIᗪᕮ fifth year │ halfblood │ hufflepuff
Dagrun smiled when Jack brought up his improving aim. "Guess we'll have to see if you can score on me after Sher graduates." She wasn't trying to sound cocky, but she was pretty sure she was moving up to first string next year when Hufflepuff needed a new keeper. It sort of stunk that she'd only get to play games her final two years, but she was far from a Quidditch maniac, even if she enjoyed the game. Besides, it wasn't all about her; it was a team sport, after all. She wrinkled her brow at Will. "How were you behind on packing? We've had all summer." She sounded genuinely baffled; Dagrun was far from a neat freak, but she'd had nearly everything packed two days prior to leaving for King's Cross. "I like to get up early," she shrugged. "But I don't tend to stay up very late either. I'm not really a night owl." That was probably why she was always nodding off in Astronomy.
A place on the rise you can stop for awhile; look-out for the police man There's no street lamps, only three buildings and one of them's vacant It's taking all day the packs feeling heavy and soon the night Backwards down the mountain, the axle is grinding, pull into the wrong drive The sky is in the yard, the stringy cotton candy is the fall The slower the climb, the harder the fall, sometimes I don't want it at all
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 2:31 pm
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Eagle eye, feather light Razor sharp just like a knife Systematic, post traumatic Girl is on the fly
DANIEL JAMES SHEPARD seventh year │ halfblood │ gryffindor
DJ was a little surprised when she actually replied. He'd sort of been expecting a nod or mumble of agreement. Emboldened, he grinned a little, although he wondered for a moment if she was being sarcastic when she asked him to tell her what happened next. "I didn't finish the whole series, but basically the main guy ends up leaving for the city with his brother and the mage girl, and then they meet this forest spirit dude who can shape-shift into a dragon, and they fight a group of bandits and save this village, and when they make it to the city the mage girl gets imprisoned by this group of anti-magic priests. And then basically the arc I was on was them figuring out how to rescue her," he rambled to the end. "I thought it was good though because like, there wasn't any love triangles so far and the girl can take care of herself since she's trying to break out the whole time. Plus the hero isn't super annoying or too angsty," he shrugged. "It kind of reminded me of like a more fantasy Bleach but... with way shorter fight scenes." DJ's all time favorite manga was unquestionably either One Piece purely for the nostalgia, or Soul Eater for knowing when to end a series, but there was still a special place in his heart for shinagami. He hoped she wasn't too annoyed that he didn't really know how the series ended. Although to be fair, it wasn't that hard to predict the overall plots of most manga, especially shonen.
Breathe in let it out Taste your heart and spit it out Face down in the dirt Fall in love she'll make it hurt
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 3:15 pm
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❃Vespera❃Salazar❃Third Year Slytherin
▬▬"An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day." ▬▬
Vespera shrugged, "I know you're two different people Kameron, that's why I made the comment. The first time I met you two you looked alot more similar is all. I'm sorry for offending you." Vespera knew after their remarks which twin was which, Kam was always so much more harsh than Iggy was. She smiled though, not letting Kam's harshness get to her, "I'm sure you'll enjoy being in different electives though, it'll be a nice change for yuo both." She hoped she wouldn't again offend them, and frowned, suddenly remembering she didn't remember most electives she had signed up for, "I'm not sure what the electives are that I'll be in anymore, but maybe I'll get to see you two in some of them. Will either of you be in healing?" She smiled at both of them, trying to be friendly, besides, they were some of the only people she was close enough to for her to even consider them acquaintances, her friends were very few in count.
▬▬ "Even if that walk happens at three in the morning with your best friends." ▬▬
╔══════════════╗ OOC: Sorry it's not much >.< Where: Platform 9 3/4 With Whom: Kam and Iggy Thinking about: Someone is a bit touchy. Vespera Description: Short 4'5" currently at 4'8" with heels, blond hair, green eyes, obvious loss of tan from previous years. Wearing: Green Dress, Black jacket, and heels ╚══════════════╝
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 4:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 6:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 8:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 8:52 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ ι goт a deмon ιn мy ѕoυl and a voιce ιn мy нead ιт'ѕ ѕayιng go, go, go! ι can ѕleep wнen ι'м dead тнere'ѕ a ѕonιc revelaтιon вrιngιng мe тo мy ĸneeѕ and тнere'ѕ a мan down вelow wнo needѕ мy ѕyмpaтнy ι goт a rιngιng ιn мy earѕ geттιng ready тo вυrѕт ѕcreaмιng "нallelυjaн, мoтнerғυcĸer, тaĸe мe тo cнυrcн"═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceWhit scowled when his sister disappeared into the crowd pretty much the second the whole family was through the platform. He wasn't surprised, but he was sure as hell annoyed about it. He had too much of his own crap to keep track of, he was not about to stand around being responsible for hers. Glaring, he signed to his brother to watch his own stuff, that he'd be back for it in just a minute. Then, he began making his way through the crowd after Jess, searching for her. She was small, but redheaded, so that was a plus. There were, perhaps, more redheads in the crowd than there would be in most other countries, but certainly not as many as there were of brunettes. He spotted her after a little searching; she'd stopped to talk to another girl, probably the same one she'd told him and Dean about meeting while out shopping. Grinning, he pushed through the crowd towards the two girls.
spaceWhit rushed forward through an opening so he could step in front of the two girls, signing and saying, "Sorry, excuse me," to the other girl before spearing his sister with a glare. "I'm not your bloody packmule, Jess!" he signed, agitation apparent in his motions. "I can't push your trolley and mine at the same time. Keep track of your own stuff!" He shoved the trolley at Jess. "Don't even think about walking off and leaving me with your stuff again, brat. I'll leave it here and you'll be writing home to mum and dad because you don't have any clothes." It was anyone's guess whether or not he'd actually do it. Most of the time, he was a very loving, indulgent older brother. But he was also sixteen and fed up with spoiled little girls who thought they could flit through life leaving their brothers to clean up their messes. Being the baby of the family only bought you so much leeway.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ι rιde тнe lιgнтnιng, roll wιтн тнe тнυnder ι'м goιng down down down wιтн мy ѕιѕтerѕ and вroтнerѕ ι ғell ιn love wιтн тнeιr darĸeѕт parтѕ ѕтand on тнe ѕιde oғ тнe wιld aт нearт ι plυcĸed тнe ғeaтнer oғғ a crow ѕo ι coυld ғly ѕιnce ι waѕ тнιrтeen yearѕ old ι've нad мy ғιѕт тo тнe ѕĸy═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - The Platform wнen - Sept 1, 2044 wιтн - Jess, Anna - ooc - Sorry about the interruption, mc! sweatdrop
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