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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 9:27 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 9:36 pm
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She said "at night in my dreams
You dance on a tightrope of weird
Oh but when I wake up
You're so normal that you just disappear
You're so straight like commuters
With briefcases towing the line
ƑƖƦƧƬ ƳЄƛƦ ƓƦƳƑƑƖƝƊƠƦ ¤ ƬƛƤЄ ƧƖƊЄ ƛ
✪✪✪Jack snorted at London's attempt to be funny saying that they didn't bite hard, like he'd do that again after all the hubbub he got when he bit that one p***k when he was seven. It'd left a dirty taste in his mouth and a long conversation with his dad. But that was besides the point. He made another, louder, affronted noise as his own cousin deigned his and his twin's presence not worthy enough for him, the nerve!, and decided to focus his scattered attention on the new kid. He was surprised that he knew his name considering he and Will had been way after him in terms of sorting and was also surprised to hear that he also had a twin who was in another house. Good grief, how many twins were there this year?! "I mean kinda? I figured I'd either get Gryffindor or Hufflepuff since that's sorta how my family leaned and cuz I'm told I'm rather annoying and this is where most annoying people end up. But I wouldn't really believe that considering Will's just as bad but he's over with the Slytherins!" he joked hoping to ease him up. Jack was guessing all his sudden hair colors meant he was kinda stressed, which he could totally relate considering his own twin was way way across the friggen room. "To be honest, me and my twin had sorta figured this would happen. We knew it'd at least be a possibility that we'd end up sorting differently and sorta, Idunno, made plans? We're still gonna see each other and we'll probably switch places more than once, this is your only warning mind, but yeah. I get how weird you must be feeling with her all the way over there." Though Donner's "all the way" was allot different from Will's "all the way." His sister was practically behind him!
There's no residue of a torturer
Inside of your eyes
She said you're just like Mike Love
But you wanna be Brian Wilson, Brian Wilson
She said you're just like Mike Love
But you'll never be Brian Wilson
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 10:17 pm
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Brianna Overton
Gryffindor - Sixteen - Sixth Year - Reserve Chaser - Muggleborn
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((OOC: outfit in left picture))
Brianna smiled when Aniyah mentioned she had three older brothers, thinking they went to Hogwarts. However, the smile faded as the first year went on and said they had attended the school when she was a baby. “Are they triplets?” the blonde asked. She assumed that since they were all in fourth year at the same time, they must have been. “My brothers are identical twins – although, it’s easy to tell them apart.” If one of them was walking around with a dog, unmatched clothing, and usually glasses of some sort, then that’d be Connor. The blonde’s smile returned to her lips when the first year admitted to wanting to try out for the Quidditch team. “Oh, perfect! You’ve got to try out!” she exclaimed before continuing. “You’ll have a flying lesson before tryouts next week, so don’t worry about not knowing how to fly yet. I play chaser and have ever since first year, although last year, I made the reserve team. It sure took a lot of pressure off since I had a lot of studying to do, but this year, I want my spot back as a chaser,” she admitted. Brianna was determined to make the first string again, and next year, she wouldn’t let N.E.W.T.s get in the way of sports. It would be her last year after all. Upon hearing her name, Brianna turned her attention away from Aniyah and onto Gabby, who had joined their conversation about Quidditch. “Sure am,” she answered, encouraging the fourth year to introduce herself to the first year.
I've got a f e e l i n g you could use a little smile, h o p i n g you could stay there for just a little while.
Makin' a lot of n o i s e up there, t h r o w your hands up in the air.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 10:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 10:42 pm
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 Gryffindor • first year • pureblood
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"They might as well be with how close they are. Each was born after the other. You could say that I broke the pattern when my parents found out I was a girl." Aniyah replied with a grin. They were much to old for them to enjoy playing with her all the time, although the family did get along well. Her brothers even let her sneak off with them to a couple of Quidditch world cups a few times, though she would have fallen asleep during the transport back. "Identical twins sound like they would be hard to recognize all the time. Do they both act different, or are they more or less the same?" She asked curiously, tilted her head at Brianna. If her brothers had been identical more so in appearance, it would have been a nightmare to try and tell them apart. Knowing how playful the trio were, who's to say they wouldn't have dressed as one another on purpose on days. Older brothers were pretty much a huge test of patience, although it was a good thing she took after them. It would have been a nightmare trying to look presentable given there was only one toilet in the house and three boys around the age of 19 or so.
Back on the topic of Quidditch, Annie learned that Brianna did indeed play since her first year as well. A wide grin graced the child's face as she listened to her new friend go on and on about her history with the team here. "I'll get there the moment tryouts open. I'll try and get a good handle before tryouts. Hopefully I do well. I hope you get that chaser spot back as well. I'm sure the team could use you back in your star spot." She said, looking across from them as another girl sat down across from them and joked around with Brianna for talking to a first year. She had orange hair like herself, but it seemed brighter. "Nice to meet you, Gabby. I'm Aniyah, but everyone calls me Annie. We were talking about all that quidditch stuff. I was going to try out when they opened. Not sure what position I would get though."
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2018 4:17 am
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( Adopted Halfblood ￭ Fourth Year Gryffindor ￭ Seeker ) ↫xx
She's a rebel, she's a saint
She's the salt of the earth and she's dangerous
She's a rebel, vigilante; Missing link on the brink of destruction
From Chicago to Toronto,
She's the one that they call old 'whatshername'
She's the symbol of resistance
And she's holding on my heart like a hand grenade
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Drew honestly wasn't crossing fingers to where Donner and Dagrun will end up, but she did know that they would probably prefer being together. Not that they were attached to one hip most of the time since they can manage themselves individually. Drew then smiled and clapped for Dagrun when she went Hufflepuff, with pride. She can manage well there, and maybe she can be relaxed there, too. As for Donner, it was obvious that he was upset that he got Gryffindor and not Hufflepuff. Not the angry-type of upset, just the sad and anxious variety. And apparently the hat thought that them being in different houses will be good of them. Which was... frankly true. She then comforted her youngest brother that he could always see his twin sister anytime in classes and whatnot, then encouraged him to maybe talk to some familiar people. He complied, and now he seemed to be at least distracted from the sadness.
She sighed, still feeling sore about her cousin Chalmes' sudden passing and funeral. Drew honestly wanted a distraction even if it did sound selfish, but she couldn't dwell in one place forever, did she? She witnessed first-hand what dwelling results to, and it's not pretty. And speak of the angel, her bestfriend Gi arrived. She smiled as the Korean took her seat and asked about her twin siblings' sortings. Or well, that's what it implied anyway. "Donner and Dagrun? Their sorting kind of make sense, it fits 'em well." Then she looked at Donner from afar with concern, "My brother was disappointed though, he thought he'll go to Hufflepuff with his twin. But I'm sure he'll bounce back... He always do."
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Is she dreaming what I'm thinking?
Is she the mother of all bombs gonna detonate?
Is she trouble like I'm trouble?
Make it a double, twist of fate, or a melody that
She sings the revolution: The dawning of our lives
She brings this liberation that I just can't define
Well, nothing comes to mind
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
wнeɴ - Sorting Feast 2040 ↫xx
wнere - Gryffindor table ↫xxxx
wιтн - Gi-Seung ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 7:30 pm
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I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ || Hᴇᴀᴅᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ || Pᴜʀᴇʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Timothy had been watching the sorting quietly, noting where people went. However, when the stool was placed away, he stood patiently and walked over to the podium. He looked over the crowd of assembled students, ready to welcome them to the new school year. "Hello everyone, and welcome back for a new school year. For those that are just now beginning their education at Hogwarts, I would like to extend a welcome and hope they are diligent in their studies. However, before we begin the feast and forget what needs to be stated, I must make the usual school announcements. There is to be no magic used in between classes in the halls, and under no circumstances should you enter the Forbidden Forest unless you wish to shorten your lifespan by a number of years. The other school rules are posted for people to peruse at their leisure, but considering these are the most frequent violations, I must bring them up here. Now, let us sit back, tuck in, and enjoy the feast before the evening ends." Timothy took a seat, ready himself to eat.
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Location: Staff Table
Thinking: New year, new faces.
OOC:
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 7:52 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 5:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2018 10:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 7:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2018 8:38 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ oғ all тнe тradeѕ тнaт'ѕ goιn' тнe вeggιn' ιѕ тнe вeѕт
ғor wнen a мan ιѕ тιred нe can ѕιт down and reѕт
нe can вeg ғor нιѕ dιnner, нe'ѕ noтнιng elѕe тo do
wнen нe coмeѕ aroυnd тнe corner wιтн нιѕ old rιg-a-doo═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceCel was in an unreasonably good mood, one of those moods that didn't really have a rhyme or reason for it, other than the fact that he'd woken up this way, and nothing had ruined it. More specifically, he thought with glee, Maura hadn't ruined it, as she was wont to do with his good moods more often than not. He had it in mind to wander past her at the Gryffindor table and make a snide comment about it, but his plans were somewhat ruined by her lack of presence. He sighed in defeat, figuring he'd just have to annoy her tomorrow, when the sight of another girl at the table caught his attention. She was rather cute, probably a first year by his guess. Well, he'd taken the time to waltz by the table, he might as well do something while he was there.
spaceThe second year put on his most charming grin, a little crooked (it added to appeal, he was aware), and sidled on up to the first year. Upon closer inspection, she looked a little annoyed about something. To someone else, that might've been a deterrent, but far be it from him to be put off by a challenge. "Evenin' lass," he greeted, tone cheerful and as pleasant as he could manage. "What's got such a frown on yer face? Oi'm 'appy ter listen if yer nade someone ter vent at." Laying it on a bit thick, of course, but at least he hadn't pulled the old 'you'd look prettier if you smiled' bit at her. He knew better than that; his father had practically trademarked that bit, along with the stains he acquired when the woman he was speaking to threw a drink on him for his trouble. If he'd been more popular and performed music that was more widely listened to, he might've managed to turn it into a fashion statement. As it was, the man had only ever managed to come home smelling like every mixed drink in the book.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ and ιт'ѕ over тнe ғιeldѕ wιтн мy pacĸ on мy вacĸ
and over тнe ғιeldѕ wιтн мy greaт нeavy ѕacĸ
wιтн тнe нoleѕ ιn мy ѕнoeѕ and мy тoeѕ peepιng тнroυgн
ѕιngιng ѕĸιnny-мe-rιnĸ a doodle o ғor old joнnny dнυ═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Great Hall - Gryffindor Table
wнen - Evening - Spring 2041
wιтн - Miranda
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"What's got such a frown on your face? I'm happy to listen if you need someone to vent at."
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