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 Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 3:17 pm
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  ✑Gryffindor✑Fourth Year✑Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door—
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more."
Romulus had followed his sister to the circus, not knowing what else to do. Of course, the older girl had left him to babble with some boy, and Dhylan, who Romy also knew, if only by association, was talking to Eun Han while Minerva dragged poor Ariana away. Blue eyes continued to rove around, before catching sight of a familiar brunette. He made his way through the crowd, carefully avoiding physical contact with anyone, until he stopped beside the girl. A bright smile lit his face as he looked at her. "Hi Anna! How are you?" He had been missing his friend all summer, but now he was able to see her! "What have you been up to all summer long?' He looked at her treat, then debated getting one of his own, despite having packed snacks. He slipped his hand into his pocket, then fetched a cookie from a small bag he'd filled. The sweet taste of vanilla and sugars filled his mouth, then he lifted another and offered it to his friend. Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—Nevermore! |
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 6:13 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do
The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it
Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞
Anna continued down the fairway, snacking on her sugary goodness. Her eyes drifted over the booths and attractions, until she felt a presence beside her. It was then that she turned to face this person, who turned out to be Romy. He smiled at her, asking about her summer. "Oh, hey Romulus. I haven't done much, really. Just sat up in my room to write. What about you?" she replied. When he offered her a cookie, she shook her head, gesturing to her snack that would probably keep her up all night. She never did have a high tolerance for sugar.
❝Now take a chance and call me crazy! Smile kid, there's only one way out
We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow
We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night
You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead
If you give me one chance to take your hand
I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞ |
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 7:32 pm
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✑Gryffindor✑Fourth Year✑Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door—
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more."
Romulus smiled at the girl, then ate the cookie when she denied it. "I have, for the most part, become a recluse. I stay in the room I share with Terren, drawing or writing near all the time. Not much else to do." He failed to mention the increasingly difficult practice sessions his sister and captain was forcing him to endure. Luckily, he was only getting better. He would win this year, and he would prove himself. The boy looked back at his best friend, then brushed his hair back. Blue eyes glimmered, making his happy emotions shine outwardly. Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—Nevermore! |
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 8:26 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 7:39 am
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When you came in the air went out,
And every shadow there filled up with doubt,
I don’t know who you think you are but before the night is through
𝕺cclumens 𝖂illiam 𝕯ante 𝕹ott the Third 𝕳eir of 𝕯uke of 𝖂ales, 𝕾lytherin 𝕬lumni
There you are, breath stolen in sharply, he pursued the hunt. The likely pair had seemed to make a dive in the main tent, and he growled irritably. Of course, of course they would choose to shroud themselves under the same tent that would make it physically impossible to do anything other than watch the bloody show.
He wasn’t here for shows, tricks or treats, dammit. Another growl and he tried to soothe his thoughts, rearrange his mind and lay down arms until he could better rationalize what he was doing here. And why.
To be quite frank, he didn’t expect his uncle to come to the carnival with his daughter. Which, now that he thought about, sounded rather ridiculous, didn’t it?
On the other hand, this sort of excursion would have made the best hiding place, to hide in plain sight. This would have been the perfect breeding grounds for malevolence, for greed, for black market transactions and…
…But not this time.
More and more had begun to linger towards the masquerade tent now that the night sky had descended upon them and the moon begun its slow ascent to conquer this side of the world, if only for just a little while. He was foolish, this was foolish. If he ever had hopes of capturing the man at his weakest, he would need to do it late in the night, when only the buried bones heeded attention.
Idly, his feet carried on and he’d stolen after the young pair of girls he’d kept his sights on for most of the night.
Even though he really never knew why.
Really… what’s the worst that could happen?
[[Exit to Masquerade Tent]]
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Height: 6’2” ♜ Weight: 189 ♜ Age: 18
Fairway
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I wanna do bad things with you.
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 7:16 pm
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Why is that you could only see the worst in me?
I swear sometimes I feel like it nurtures me
But to keep it all real, it's kinda hurting me
I could say I’m done with it, but it lurks in meI swear to God, everything in life is old
And the only thing that changes is the price of gold
Even in the afterlife I will fight your soul
Because the second time around I’ll be twice as bold
 Lorelai Emma Brookwater
Fifth Year Gryffindor
Halfblood☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾Lorelai was just starting to feel like she might pass out, when she heard a voice call to her. Using the voice like a ship might use a lighthouse, she steadied herself and slowly started to breathe normally. It must have been Richar- Rick. She saw red hair and was proven correct, and immediately she grabbed onto Rick's collar and stared at him. "No, not okay, let's get out of here," she exhaled and dragged him with her to a less busy area. She pushed a wave of blond hair back and adjusted the strap of her dark red dress, nervous. "This is freaking awful," she said and looked around them anxiously. ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾ ☽☆☼☆ ☾You've got me thinking twice to just breathe
Then you say I won’t survive if I leave
But I've got a couple of tricks up my sleeve
I no longer need your attention, at ease
But It’s a joke, it’s a game,
Why am I still keeping score?
I’m in pain, I’m ashamed
I’m a woman, hear me roar |
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 8:23 pm
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xxℭaitlin ℰngels
♡≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂♡
xFifth Year // Gryffindor // Chaser
When the wind passes by, I can feel it move me.
I just want to run. I just want to be free.
 Caitlin looked at the crowd, then back at Jem. "We could go see what it is, if you want." She shrugged, tugging a strand of her hair."Are you excited for the ball?" Cait looked up at her friend. She knew what she was wearing wasn't necessarily traditional, but she liked it. And heels really hurt.
Caitlin bit her lip and looked around at the vibrant colors. "Here, come on," She grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the crowd. "Let's see what's going on, shall we?"
Made by Vampire Toy. Please do not change the code, claim this as yours, or share with monkeys. Especially not the monkeys. Enjoy! |
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 10:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 10:24 pm
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♫Sixth Year♪Prefect♫Captain♪Werewolf♫Chaser♪Gryffindor♫ Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ smiled at the boy, eyes expressing her excitement. At his mention of wanting to do things, she turned her expression into one of deep thought. "Well, there's a few shows, food places, and... I think there's going to be a dance later." Her eyes continued to look thoughtful, despite the random and insane thoughts screaming through her brain. a slight blush hit her cheeks at a couple of the thoughts, but, for the most part, she kept her composure. "I don't mind what we do, as long as we stick together." ...Well... there goes the totally not creepy thing... good job there, Rem. She tried to pass it of with a small giggle, but in her mind, that just made her sound even creepier.
ⓄUT
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 12:54 am
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※Fifth Year※Hufflepuff※Chaser※PureBlood※
Dhyl grumbled under his breath when his sister led the girl away. He looked back at Eun, then gave a sort of chuckle. "My sister is an awkward situation. I mean, she does have my genes on the looks, but I've got no clue where she got the crazy. I blame dad." He snickered, then ran a hand through his hair. They had to get ready? But... he didn't want to go! A sigh emitted, then the teen nodded. "I suppose you're right. I did promise you a dance, after all..." He didn't sound all too amused, but he had promised. Dhyl went to a bathroom, then got dressed, sighing lightly as he attempted to fix his hair, then stepped back onto the streets. He felt stupid.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:37 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:28 am
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:38 am
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