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 Posted: Sat Dec 14, 2013 12:30 am
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  Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Herbology II [Wearing: Updated Uniform] Company: Classmates
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Does he have to make a scene out of everything?
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Ronna rolled her eyes, "My mind was elsewhere. I wasn't paying attention. Good God, I said I'm sorry. And you didn't have a 'nasty tumble' so no harm was done."
She sighed and glanced at the thermos, "Oh the thermos? I use it to smuggle coffee out of the great hall. My addiction, what do you expect from a kid growing up with a 'bobbie' as you put it. Anyways, I did plan to study. I don't get good grades just by showing up for class unfortunately: I have to work for them."
"What are you doing hanging around here?" She asked back.
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Posted: Sat Dec 14, 2013 7:44 am
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"The violin plays a soft melody,
as my mind starts to feel ease.
Let the music wash over my soul,
make my mind pure and whole.
Let me be renewed."
Victor shook his head as he came from the library, he was feeling so tired recently. He wondered why, all he knew was he felt so tired...so tired. He hadn't slept for five days now, and his mind was hazy and his vision blurry and off. The male shivered as he felt the germs start to crawl on him, he could feel their gross feelings crawling over his flesh, his arms were starting to shake. So Victor scratched at his arms, causing the already open wounds from his scratching earlier, to open up.
Victor could feel the familiar sensation as he kept scratching at his arms, if...if only they'd go away. Why couldn't they go away? All he wanted was to be germ free, as he scratched, his vision blurred once more causing him to misjudge his feet placement. Victor gasped as he fell down the stairs, his head bumping onto the floor when he landed. The Hufflepuff grabbed his head, his vision blurring even more as he shakily stood up, not wanting to stay on the floor...but his head was hurting now.
Looking up Victor trudged to the hallway, he...he needed to rest.
I feel pained you know?
My inner thoughts are, "Nnngh..."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud second year
My puppeteer says "THIS TAKE PLACE IN FUTURE EVENTS. Also exit to hallway." Out of character. |
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 2:49 pm
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Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
Jer blinked at Ronna's reaction to his statement. Why was it that the girl just seemed to bring out his nastier side, anyway? It wasn't like he enjoyed arguing, he actually preferred not to, but the blond was certain that their personalities just clashed. That, and probably upbringing. He was certain if she had met up with him on the streets, she would have turned him in for his sticky fingers. "Nah, no 'arm done there, jus' a bi' wonderin' why i' always seems like we 'appen ta be a' each other's throats whenever we 'appen ta be near each other. 'Sides th' fac' o' th' whole detention thing las' year."
Jer nearly chuckled when she used his own term for the police. When she mentioned studying, he shrugged. "'Leas' ya don' 'ave th' same problem as me when i' comes ta wandwork. I mean, I show up ta class no prob, bu' I still can' seem ta ge' around th' fac' tha' wands are practic'ly useless ta me. An' I was jus' makin' my way up ta th' owlery ta send a letter ta me one an' t'other. Hadn' known he been adopted till I saw 'im at th' school. Though' 'e migh' enjoy some comics I picked up fer 'im when I was las' a' Diagon Alley durin' break."
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Location: Grand Staircase
State: Walking along
OOC: Closed convo between me and mc2. Please PM if you want to join.
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And I feel something so wrong
By doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that downs me makes me wanna fly
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 3:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 9:09 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 2:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 11:41 pm
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Status:
-YEAR // First
-AGE // 11
-APPAREL // 'Cowlick' that refuses to go down. School robe on top; with crumpled white shirt, tie that is too big for him, worn-out gray sweater vest, and well fitting/dark trousers underneath.'
-ITEMS // 'Good-sized brownie wrapped neatly in a napkin, in his pocket.'
-COMPANY // Gryffindor prefect and first years.
-RELATIONSHIP // None
-THINKING // "This brownie had better not squish in me' pocket!", and "When am I going to see Jarlath?".
-FEELING // Rather annoyed.
-LOCATION // Grand Staircase
< YOUTUBE SONG // (I Like That-Shane Mack)
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Adrienne trotted alongside David-or at least as close as he dared-trying not to look too eager to shadow the prefect. He did though, stay very attentive to everything that he was saying. He was again fearful of forgetting things, but wondered if the prefect wouldn't mind repeating a couple of the instructions once Adrienne forgot them.
He deemed it vital, especially now when David explained the stairs and how they moved. He watched them in wonder, looking at all of the many pictures that filed 'seemingly-endlessly' up and down the tower. When they started to board the moving flights of stairs, he now stayed right at David's elbow, not wanting to step onto the wrong stair.
It was until he noticed a great racket going on not too far from them, that the whole place seemed far from imagining. Now, Adrienne looked on as a girl started to carry on about the school, talking about wasting time and energy. She had gotten onto a wrong stair that now carried her away from the path to the seventh floor.
"A waste indeed..." He mumbled to himself, maybe a little too loudly, but for all he cared, now he had his own "knickers in a bunch".
"It looks as if there's only a few ways that stair moves. Just wait for it to move back again, and trudge on?" He now said half to the girl, and half to David questioningly, wondering if it was the right advise to give.
((OOC: I think it's cool...gives her personality biggrin ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2014 6:26 pm
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"The violin plays a soft melody,
as my mind starts to feel ease.
Let the music wash over my soul,
make my mind pure and whole.
Let me be renewed."
Victor had a large blush on his face as he walked with Del. He....had confessed earlier....a full love confession, but it was in French and Del obviously didn't understand it. Or...did he and was just pretending not too? Maybe Del thought it would hurt his feelings?
Listening to the talk they were having, Victor smiled as he began to walk down the staircase, towards the common rooms, "...Yo-you are quite ze dancer Del, oui?" Victor commented with a slight stutter, his heart beating quickly as he glanced at the male walking with him, "I mean....You kept up....as ze lead...so...Were you uh...trained?"
These feelings....What would come of them?
I feel in love you know?
My inner thoughts are, "My heart is thumping....."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud third year
My puppeteer says "CLOSED SCENE!" Out of character.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2014 11:22 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 2:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 10:10 am
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 XXXXXXXXXXXX
ⒽⓐⓛⓕⓑⓛⓞⓞⓓXXXXXXXXXX⒟⒜⒯⒤⒩⒢ Echo LovetteXXXXXXXXXXＰｒｅ ｆｅｃｔ
Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two
But I can shake it, shake it
Like I'm supposed to do
❁ ❀ ✿Tanya lead the line of first years towards the Grand Staircase and made a stopping gesture to wait for any stragglers. "This is the Grand staircase, and yes the name matches the structure. These stairs lead to virtually every nook, cranny, and classroom in the castle. But be forewarned, these staircases are a little...tricky. Some move before, after, and even while you're on them. Some have vanishing steps only on every second Tuesday that you'll have to watch out for. This may seem like a lot but trust me, after about a month here it'll seem pretty easy. Any questions?" she grinned encouragingly.
But every inch of you is perfect cause true booty comes from within
I'm all about that bass 'bout that bass No treble
I'm all about that bass 'bout that bass No treble
Uniform ☆ Where: Grand Staircase ☆ With: First years ☆ Thinking: ☆ OOC: Next, please follow here! |
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 2:15 pm
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ℂ𝕌ℝℝ𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕃𝕐 ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ Dating Jeremy Long
Looking Adorkable at the Grand Staircase with The First Years
xxxFEELINGxxx
Alert
xxxTHINKINGxxx
❝ Note to self: Do not lose the ickle firsties. ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Standing at your window screaming ஒ ஒ ஒxxx
Hoping you can hear my voice tonight ஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxx
Screaming 'til my lungs collapse ஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxx
So I can finally know what this is all about ஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxxxxx
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spaceGypsy led the way out of the Great Hall, through the antechamber and towards the staircase, expression mostly serious for once. As she stood at the base of the stairs, she did another headcount, wondering if perhaps she was being a bit obsessive with that. But, given that she and Jer had in fact found a dead body in the dungeons a few years ago, she thought she could be forgiven for not wanting to lose any of the first years. Once she was sure she hadn't lost anybody, she glanced at them all, smiling. "You may notice that the Gryffindors are also heading this way," she said with a smile, offering Tanya and her own collection of first years a small wave. "Don't get confused and follow them! It will lead you to an entirely different part of the castle! Stick with me and the other people in blue robes! There's really no reason to lose me, since I'm significantly taller than you and have pink hair, so! Let's move," She then began leading them up the stairs, checking back over her shoulder every fifteen steps or so in order to make sure that they were all still present. "Side note; Hogwarts is basically made of stairs! Also, some of them move. You'll probably get lost a lot, and get quite the workout on the way to classes! If you think you're running late, or you can't figure out how you ended up where you are, like David said, you can ask the paintings!" In case any of her first years were muggleborns, she gestured to one of the portraits on the wall, one of the friendlier sorts. She didn't think the frame he currently occupied was his actual home (the brushstrokes on his figure and the ones on the background were clearly made by different people), but he was always at the stairs on the night of the Welcoming Feast. She thought that maybe he liked getting a glimpse at the first years.
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xxxஒ ஒ ஒ This can't happen again;
xxxxxxஒ ஒ ஒ Sorry, but I'm tired of waiting
xxxxxxxxxஒ ஒ ஒ And every single move you make
xxxxxxxxxxxxஒ ஒ ஒ I can breathe again
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 7:55 pm
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