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Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 9:06 pm
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 10:50 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx【 Avian Zechariah Lovette 】♬
◆ Fifth Year Ravenclaw ◆ Pureblood ◆ Head of the Music Club ◆space
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What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time, take a good hard look!
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Avian didn't seem to mind the fact that there were a bunch of lowerclassmen outside the door, and he was pretty much distracted himself by singing the song from the Beatles. He eventually stopped when his close friend Grace approached him only to greet him, if it were a stranger he would have frowned but instead he gave her a smile because hey, they're friends; she has the right to do that along with Zeph. "Hello, Grace, nice seeing you here. How's it going?" He greeted her back before proceeding to flip some pages of his songbook, searching for songs.
He lay down his guitar on his lap when Grace reminded him that they were going to have new members. He turned his grey spectacled eyes to the door, seeing a certain bright Hufflepuff and a certain troublesome Slytherin. "Oh... um, Grace? Can you do me a favor and give those two first years some applications while I handle those four? I'll be right back." Avian was a bit bemused of why the Slytherin boy would be here, wasn't he the one who was rumored to smoke-- Oh wait, no. He almost forgot this kid; This was Jer's little brother from his cousin's wedding, and unfortunately his sister's classmate and housemate. He'll have to be honest, this McGregor boy didn't seem to act like Jer in his opinion. But then because he was a respectful person he decided not to voice about that. Still holding his guitar, he stood up and greeted the three third years and a second year, politely he said, "Hello, you four. My name's Avian Lovette, Head of the Music Club. Since you're here, feel free to get these applications if you lot are interested to join the club," He have four pieces of application in his free hand, and damn, where the hell was Zephyros Whitethorne?? He should be here by now as there was something he should tell him about.
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You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay, I'm okay now, but you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth! I mean this! I'm okay [Trust me]
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◆ With : Grace Mitchell ◆ Where : Music ◆ Wearing : Looking Neat ◆ Status : Unwillingly Engaged to Sera Avery ◆ Out.Of.Chords : The club is open for this year.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 1:28 pm
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I'm building an empire, I'm building it with all I know...
Starting from scratch, it began with stones!
I'm building with my body and soul-
So little time and so much to do...
I must say this is as good as it gets;
So why are you wasting-
Your blood, your sweat, your tears...
D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W
ravenclaw chaser │ third year │ halfblood
Di struggled not to glare at Leon- him cursing and being so confrontational wasn't likely to get Aimee to tell them anything, but she didn't need him getting... well, getting pissy about it either, so she settled for a cold look of warning. Not that she believed her friend's obvious lie for a moment, and if Aimee was lying so poorly about it, being a Slytherin, it was obvious whatever had caused it had not only left her shaken but she didn't want anyone else to know about it either. Di's murky eyes narrowed slightly, but she nodded and said nothing. Pressing her friend about it would just make her clam up more; if Aimee relaxed a bit maybe she could bring it up again in private at the end of the meeting. Without Leon looking ready to commit a murder two feet away from them. "You don't look very... kidnapped," she commented in return to the boy's grumbling, and resisted the urge to roll her eyes. And people said girls her age were prone to dramatics. No, the proof was right here. "But in that case I can't wait to hear it. I started the flute over the summer, but I'm not very good at it yet." She raised the instrument slightly, and shrugged, before taking an application from the older boy, one of her housemates, Avian, who had approached.
I'm building with the stars in mind!
I'm building an empire-
That's one day gonna scrape the sky!
I'm building an empire-
That's led by my heart to know my home...
I'm building an empire-
And now I'm never gonna look back.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 2:03 pm
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 9:35 pm
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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Mackenzie Hawthorne
Gryffindor - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Reserve Chaser - Halfblood - Adopted
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Mackenzie sat alone, quiet, just observing for now. There were too many older students whom she hadn’t recognized and no one from any of her classes yet. However, it didn’t take long for Saio to rush through the door, panting and heaving as she arrived. “Saio! You came!” Kenzie exclaimed, excited that her best friend showed up. The first year was glad that although she and Saio hadn’t been placed in the same house, they were still pretty inseparable. The only times they weren’t together was during Quidditch practice and when they went to bed.
Oi, Quidditch. Mackenzie hadn’t particularly found a liking to it yet – mostly because she didn’t get the position she wanted. She was small and quick and a much better seeker than chaser. She couldn’t steal the quaffle (unless her teammates went easy on her), she couldn’t score (even if her teammates did go easy on her), and she was much more likely to get injured (which she was scared of) playing as a chaser. Ariana did respond to her letter encouragingly about everything that had happened so far, but Kenzie felt as though her mum would be much more excited if things had gone the way the first year wanted.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 3:39 pm
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Grace Mitchell////////Emma Bailey/////////Saio Ukida//    6th yr. Ravenclaw//4th yr. Hufflepuff//1st yr. Hufflepuff/
Location: Music Room
“It’s going good I suppose. Thought, I’d take a break from the library.” Grace replied with a smile before realizing she hadn’t mentioned his playing. “How about you…? You were sounded pretty good, you know.” She told him trying to reframe from blushing. Pushing her own thoughts aside she figured it was better to focus on the club. Even if she was at the club because well Avian was there. Just then he asked her to do him a favour. “Sure,” Grace said with a smile taking the applications.
Grace smiled and waved at Zeph as she made her way over to the two first years. “Hello, I’m Grace Mitchell. If you’re interested in joining you can fill out this application.” She greeted them holding out the application to them. “We sure are!” Saio said happily taking the form and filling it out. “My name’s Saio Ukida.” She introduced herself to the older girl. Her attention then turned to a rather upbeat silver haired girl. Saio recalled seeing her around the Hufflepuff common room. “She’s in my house… I think…” She commented quietly.
“Hope I’m not late.” Emma said walking into the room. “Hey everyone,” She greeted, waving to Zeph as she wandered over. “Sure are a lot of people this year. Hope I didn’t miss anything?” She said with a smile. Grace waved to the fourth year before turning her attention to Saio. “Hufflepuff, right?” Grace asked curiously. “Yeah,” Saio replied with a light nod. “That’s Emma, she’s in fourth year. One of Hufflepuff’s chasers if I remember correctly…” She commented with a smile.
Stats'
Grace: Happy
Emma: Happy
Saio: Excited!
Attire
Who we're with: Club Members... Kenzie, Zeph, Avian
OOC: ---
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 10:45 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 8:55 pm
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Stand up; you’ve got to manage-
I won’t sympathize anymore.
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
You’re alright; there’s nothing wrong-
Self sufficiency please!
And get to work.
D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W
ravenclaw chaser │ fourth year │ halfblood
After roughly a year of consistent practice, Di was proud to say that she was in fact fairly skilled with the flute, and she didn't see anywhere else to go but up, provided she kept it up. She liked making music; it wasn't something she ever saw as more than a hobby, much like her compulsive crafting on the side, but it was something she genuinely enjoyed... as much of her younger siblings teased whenever they heard her playing. She'd taken to hiding her flute in her mattress when she was at home; it'd been expensive, and she doubted her father and stepmother would be eager to buy her another if one of the younger children broke it, either inadvertently or purposefully. The only other person in the music room seemed to be Avian, who was playing on the piano and singing to himself. Not wanting to outright interrupt him, she gave the older boy a bit of an awkward wave and found somewhere to sit, hoping the room filled up quick.
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
You’re on your own now-
We won’t save you.
Your rescue squad is too exhausted!
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 4:32 pm
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𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓭. 𝓶𝓮. 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 .𝓽𝓱𝓮 .𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓭.𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼. 𝓪𝓻𝓮...
Aria didn't know much about making music, per say, but she loved to listen and sing along to it. And considering she couldn't walk around with a pair of iPod headphones glued to her ears, she needed something else to fill the void. Music Club, she hoped, would be just that. And if she made new friends, even better! Half bouncing, half skipping into the classroom, it was quite empty. Damn, was she really that early? She didn't know any of the people here, either. The boy at the head of the room, the one who she supposed ran this club, was a few years older than her but she knew virtually nothing else about him. The other girl only seemed a year or two older, but that didn't make it any easier to guess her name. She knew one thing though; they weren't Gryffindors, or she would've at least seen them around the common room. Aria offered a little wave to the two gathered before making herself comfortable.
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷【LOCATION:: Music Club 】 【COMPANY:: club members' 】
【ATTIRE:: xxx 】 【STATS:: Third Year Gryffindor 】 ∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 10:00 am
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  ✯Ƒιƒтн Ƴєαя✯Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя✯Ƈнαѕєя✯
✯Ƥяєƒєcт✯Ʋιcє Ƈαρтαιη✯ Gid had decided that of all the things he needed in his life, a distraction was at the top of the list. Quidditch was good, but ever since he'd shattered his elbow in the first game, he hadn't been keen to relive the experience. What had made it worse was Rhys acting like he'd decided to break it of his own will. Jazzy hadn't been delighted, but she still let the whole ordeal occur. With a shake of his head, he sighed heavily. He wanted to drum out his frustrations, so he grabbed his favorite sticks (and a few backups) and headed to Music Club's opening day. He walked in and plopped down. There were a few people here already, but it wasn't anyone he regularly talked to. He sighed again, before moving to the drum kit. He pulled out his sticks and drummed, trying to tap out a beat that would make his emotions fade for a while. {OoC: Open for Interaction} Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪɴ ʟɪғᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴡʟ
Lᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀɪᴘ, ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀʟʟ
Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀɴ ᴏɴ ɴᴏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ
Tʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ
I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ
Wᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ's ᴇᴀsʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪs ғʟᴀᴛ
Tʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴏʟᴇ ʜɪɪʟs'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Yᴇᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ Lᴏʀᴅ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜs ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs
Sσ ωє cσυƖɗ Ɩєαяη нσω тσ cƖιмв |
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 8:20 am
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  ⥁𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃⥁𝒮𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇⥁𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌⥁
⊛𝒮𝒶𝒹𝒾𝑒⊛ Connor was walking along, after hearing that the music club was meeting. He wanted to go again this year, even though he didn't actually play any music. He found it a place to relax a bit, even with the cacophony of noise. So again this year, he had planned on going to the club to sit and listen. Sadie walked by his side, helping ensure he didn't get hurt on his trek. When he walked into the club, Connor scooted to where he thought he'd be out of the way. He started digging in his backpack to grab his brailler, prepared to do some writing. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ, ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ.
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ғʟʏ, ғʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ
Aʟʟ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅʀʏ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ,
Sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, Sʜɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ
{OoC} |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 8:52 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 9:07 am
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⥁𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃⥁𝒮𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇⥁𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌⥁
⊛𝒮𝒶𝒹𝒾𝑒⊛ Connor was still trying to gather all his belongings when someone slammed into him, making him yelp in surprise. Someone promptly berated him for standing in the way, which surprised Connor. He thought he'd pulled out of the way. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" he started, but silenced himself when the other kid started talking again. He thought Connor was a charity case? And worse yet, that he should stay in the corner away from self-proclaimed "normal people". That hurt the boy deep, but he tried to maintain a neutral expression. "I'm... I'm not a charity case. And I was trying to be out of the way, I-I'm sorry you ran into me." He felt his cheeks heat up, but he didn't steo back just yet. This kid was mean, but usually Connor had his brother there to protect him. Right now, he'd have to try and be brave like Colton always was. Instead, the Ravenclaw dawned a sheepish expression, kowtowing to the other boy. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ, ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ.
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ғʟʏ, ғʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ
Aʟʟ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅʀʏ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ,
Sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, Sʜɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ {OoC} |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Location: Music Room 
