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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 3:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 3:59 pm
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xxxxxMordred Taylor Seftonxxxxx
5th Year Ravenclaw
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Mordred was in a bit of a fowl mood to say the least as his father insisted on doing side along aparation to get him to the station. The last thing he wanted was to trust his life to the man. He didn't want to spend a moment more with him than he had to and yet Peter Avery had insisted on taking a whole day with breakfast and everything just the two of them for some 'father son bonding'. Mordred spent a good amount of the time wavering between thoughts of murder and offing himself. His dark thoughts lifted some as he caught some Welch and he found himself smiling as he spotted a familiar brunette. He swore his stomach even did a small flip as he remembered his vow to himself to confess his feelings to her. He had time though, no rush, besides he wasn't going to do it with his father hovering.
Peter Avery looked to his son and said as he noticed where Mordred's attention went, "It's that girl..."
Mordred narrowed his eyes at his father and stated, "She's a friend. I don't think a day of playing father makes up for all the times you don't. No offense of course," Mordred added storming off, before once sure that his father was gone and taking a few calming breaths, circled back to Diantha and her family, thankfully without quite as many critics.
"I think I lost him," Mordred joked, "Anyways hello. Hello Mr. Warlow..." He smiled up at the little girl, Lena, and said, "bonjour petit?" He had a suspicion the girl understood about as much French as English so his greeting really didn't matter too much.
As he finished greeting Diantha and her family he noticed Brandon there and felt a sting of jealousy. Why was Brandon there? Colin he generally dismissed but now another guy... Mordred decided bottling up unhealthy jealousy the best and smiled and said, "Hi, it's Brandon right?"
 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Looking: Witty
Interesting that your first thought goes towards dark matters,
And you're clever enough to determine
For yourself that I have seen my fair share of dark minds,
I know where to place you dear boy...
Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 4:29 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 │ fourth year │ halfblood
Di was a little surprised to see Brandon make a beeline for her; they were friendly of course, and talked once in a while, but they weren't particularly close friends, it was more-so that they were both good friends of Colin's. Still, a friendly face was a friendly face, and after a summer of barely being allowed out due to her tad's over-protectiveness, she was eager to see someone she knew. "Hi Brandon," she said amiably; her father raised a hand in greeting, giving her a bit of a 'who is this again' look, and Lena simply stared at the older boy for a few moments, before echoing his hello and going back to playing with the luggage.
But she was far from surprised when Mordred appeared at her side; she was willing to bet he'd just ditched his father, and she was right. "Hi," she said with a small smile, just relieved Colin wasn't here at the moment. She wasn't blind; the two boys clearly didn't particularly like each other. It generally didn't bother much; why should she care? She didn't need all her friends to be friends, and it wasn't as if they seemed to hate each other, so it was fairly easy to ignore it. Still, it put her in the uncomfortable position of being in the middle; Colin was genuinely socially awkward, and Mordred had little to no tact, and she'd accepted that. Thus she wasn't surprised when the older boy belatedly greeted Brandon; she could give him a bit of a benefit of the doubt since she wasn't even sure if Mordred knew that her and Brandon were friends.
Still, her father's vaguely exasperated, 'Hello, Mordred', Lena's puzzled stare, and said boy's smile that was probably more polite than anything else was enough to get her slightly annoyed. No. She was not going to play peacemaker here. "Brandon is Colin's best mate," she said casually, but almost warningly, glancing between the two boys. "How were you two's summers, anyways? Mine was fairly dull." This was a tad passive aggressively directed at her father, who ignored the look directed at him.
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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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 4:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 5:33 pm
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├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ├───═▇═─┤
๓คtเl๔ค ς๏llเภร
ђยŦŦlєpยŦŦ รเxтђ yєคภ
├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ ├───═▇═─┤
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
After a boring, but relaxing summer, Matilda headed back to the platform to head back to school. This year, she'd be riding by herself, what with her brother having graduated. She stopped near the platform entrance to look around for her boyfriend. Mattie cursed her height, even with her heeled boots, she was still too short. The girl climbed up on a bench to get a better view over the crowd, then huffed a sigh. She climbed down, figuring that he wasn't here yet. Or if he was, he'd come and find her. The girl played with her new flower earrings, a present from her grandfather. At least her mother and grandfather approved of her career choice. She'd finally told them that she wanted to open a flower shop. She'd expected a freak out, especially after the treatment that Kyla got for working at the ice cream shop. But her mother had said that it was a good idea and her grandfather offered to help her find a location. She smiled and continued to idly play with her earrings.
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
๏ยt ๏Ŧ ςђคгคςtєг
{...}
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 5:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 5:46 pm
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  ↝Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя Ɠяуffιηɗσя↝
↜Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя RανєηcƖαω↜ Colton grinned at Kenzie's mentioned that that was the Sadie they'd always spoke of. "Yep! She's the closest thing we have to a pet. Luckily at home she doesn't do much guiding, since Connor knows his way around the house 'long as we don't redecorate!" He chuckled, remembering the time they got a new couch and Connor had tripped several times in effort to move and sit. When the girl introduced herself, Sadie made a quiet sound to confirm she knew the girl, then lifted her head to nudge her human, before allowing herself to be scritched and pet. "I'm really glad I get to have her too, honestly. I got lost far too many times last year. Colton's gonna help teach her my daily routes and how to get to classes... and then she and I'll be golden." He grinned a bit, thinking it'd be nice to wander to classes without waiting on his brother to meet him by the Ravenclaw doors. When Kenzie stood, Colton was excited to receive a hug from the girl. "Awh, I get it, you've gotta love on Sadie first. She's the love here! You can hug us anytime!" He grinned, thinking it'd be nice to get hugs any time..... Connor still jumped a bit when Kenzie hugged him, but he gently pat her to return the affection. "We missed you this summer." He grinned a bit, though less enthused than his brother clearly was. Wᴇ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Oɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ
Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ
Fᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴏʟᴅ
Sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʙᴜʀsᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ
Lᴇᴛ's ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀsɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅs
I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ
Iғ I ʟᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ, Iғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ƜσυƖɗ уσυ Ɩιє ωιтн мє αηɗ נυѕт fσяgєт тнє ωσяƖɗ? |
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 5:48 pm
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------c l α í r є---❀---w í l s σ n------♫ Honesty ♪
♫ Is what you need ♪
♫ It sets you free ♪
♫ Like someone to save you ♪------ғoυrтн----чєαr----нυғғlepυғғ------This was the worst summer of her life and Claire didn't want to return to school. After everything that happened, she wanted to stay home and care for her sister, but Rider had insisted. Claire couldn't seem to convince her sister that she wasn't responsible for their parents' death. Frankly, listening to Rider's constant crying broke her heart. And it didn't help that their family cat, Skippy, had died during the summer as well. She'd been Claire's companion at school thus far. Now Claire was accompanied by Tintri, Rider's owl. He'd been unable to deal with Rider's tears too. Both of them were hurting. The girl pulled off her glasses, revealing her puffy, red eyes. They'd parted with Aunt Vonnie at the platform entrance and Claire wasn't sure she could make it through the year. "We'll be alright, right Tintri?" the girl asked, her voice breaking as more tears threatened to spill out. The owl hooted in response and stuck his foot out of the bars. Claire took it and gently held it with her hand. Sniffling, she let him go and pushed her cart towards the others. ♫ Let it go ♪
♫ But hurry now ♪
♫ There]s undertow ♪
♫ And I don't want to lose you now ♪------σ u t----σ f----c h α r α c t є r------{Open for Interaction}
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 5:49 pm
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I am a head case
I am the color of boom
That’s never arriving
At you are the pay raise
Always a touch out of view
And I am the color of boom
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ᑌᑎᔕOᖇTᕮᗪ || ᖴIᖇᔕT Yᕮᗩᖇ || ᕼᗩᒪᖴᗷᒪOOᗪ
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Roo had followed his parents, already looking around at the sights around the train station before his attention was directed toward a blank expanse. Which quickly turned to Flick when she asked about if he thought they'd be sorted together. Honestly, Roo didn't know, and the brunette shrugged at her. He didn't know for sure, he figured he was all over the place for the sorting. "I dunno. Maybe. Somehow I doubt it though." It was honest, considering that he wasn't even sure how well he'd do at school. Then again, he always had that issue, so it wouldn't surprise him.
When it came time for him to pass through the barrier, he charged ahead right after Flick, only pausing after he broke through the wall. Well, he liked to imagine that he'd broken through a wall. He grinned at Flick when she immediately linked arms with him and waved at his parents and aunt and uncle. "We'll see you during break! I'll try to write when I remember!" He then looked over at Flick, cocking his head to the side as they walked. "So, you think my dad will be too annoyed I grabbed his radio to use at school or no? I'm still annoyed my music player won't work at school."
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Location: Platform 9 3/4
Thinking: We'll see how school goes
OOC:
All my life I’ve been living in the fast lane
Can’t slow down
I’m a rollin’ freight train
One more time
Gotta start all over
Can't slow down
I’m a lone red rover
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 6:09 pm
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For my theme song
My leather black jeans on
My by-any-means on
Pardon, I'm getting my scream on
Enter the kingdom
But watch who you bring home XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 
⒔ | Ｍｕｇｇｌｅｂｏｒｎ | Ｓｌｙｔｈｅｒｉｎ Ｔｈｉｒｄ Ｙｅａｒ
✕ ✖ ✗✘Wren had caught the first bus out towards London early in the pre-dawn section of the morning mainly so he wouldn't have to deal with a lot of traffic. But also so he wouldn't have to deal with too many nosey older women asking "oooo what's a boy your age blahblahblah." Cunts. He swore under his breath as he shifted wrong with pushing his trolley and his newly acquired stitches protested against the movement. Sort of like how Deri had protested his new "entrepreneurial spirit" of taking Anwen and heading to England for a few days by having his men jump him and leave him in lock up for a few days on trumped up charges. Good thing about being in jail, they at least gave medical attention; bad thing about being in jail, he was in ******** jail. Thankfully the bobbies figured out his charges weren't sticking and that the story the coked up homeless guy told them wasn't quite as squeaky clean as they thought. So he was let go wearing four day old clothing, smelling like he'd gone two weeks without a shower, and nearly infected stitches from bad bandaging. Just. ********. Great. Deri of course made him work even harder to pay back all the money he'd lost from Wren's "little vacation to the pokey" stitches or no stitches. Thankfully they hadn't gotten infected but they did reopen about a week ago so he had had to go back to the clinic to get them done and get about a weeks worth of penicillin. Which he still had for just in case purposes. Wren looked around the platform once he was sure he could turn without dying again and noticed he didn't see anyone he knew which was primarily a blessing since that meant his stalker wasn't here yet and neither was her carebear brigade. Maybe he could actually get onto the train and rest without any issue for once. This of course went up in flames the moment some twit rammed into him trying to catch up with one of their mates causing his stitches to stretch and him to curse in a very colorful manner. The boy and he guessed the boy's mother just stared at him like he was some sort of new alien and he bared his teeth at them both as he tried to regain his breath."The ******** are you staring at? I could whip out my arse, at least I'll know you'll be lookin' at somethin'." he growled at them before the boy fled and the mother just huffed indignantly and thankfully also left. Leaving him leaning over his trolley with small puffs of breath as he tried to will the pain to pass.
Four in the mornin', and I'm zonin'
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen
Baby we livin' in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 6:24 pm
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See, I was born the second child...
With a spirit running wild, running free.
And they saw trouble in my eyes;
They were quick to recognize the devil in me!
See, I was born a restless child...
And I could hear the world outside calling me.
ΛĿƐӾΛИDƐŔ
ṖĤĪĿĿĪṖ
ΛѴƐŔY
first year │ unsorted │ pureblood
Alec wanted to shove her away the moment she loomed over him like a troll, arms crossed. Did she really think he was scared of her? Pretty soon he'd be taller than her. "Your stupid face," he said, rolling his eyes. "Good luck watching me from the prefects compartment, idiot. You don't care about Mum and Dad, you just don't want me to make any friends at all, I know you-," he broke off as they were approached by a cheery blonde girl with olive green eyes. He had no idea if she was just stupid, hearing impaired, or didn't care. "I'm a first year," he muttered somewhat sullenly. "Alec Avery."
And heaven knows how hard I tried-
But the devil whispered lies I believed!
Can you hear it hanging on the wind?
Can you feel it underneath your skin?
You've got to go on, further than you've ever gone...
You've got to run far from all you've ever known...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 6:25 pm
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¢єяι ∂ανιєѕ
ѕιχтн уєαя нυffℓєρυff
ρяєfє¢т
ℓєт'ѕ нι∂є συяѕєℓνєѕ fяσм єνєяуσиє
נυѕт тαкє му нαи∂ αи∂ ωє ¢αи яυи
αѕ мσмєитѕ fяєєzє ℓєт'ѕ мαкє вєℓιєνє
ωє'ℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє fσяєνєя уσυиg
ѕσσи тнє иιgнт ωιℓℓ ¢σмє, συя ѕιℓнσυєттєѕ ιи тнє ѕєттιиg ѕυи
This past summer had started with nervousness, but turned into what was possibly Ceri's best summer ever. She'd played host to Antigone as she hid from her family for the summer. The red head expected that, at any moment, her front door would be blown in by an angry parent. But alas, it never happened. In fact, they'd become closer than ever. In the end, they'd wound up snogging a couple times, overcoming the boundaries that had been holding them apart. Ceri and Antigone had begun dating over the summer and she was alright with giving the girl enough room and time to come to grips with her feelings. They'd apparated to the platform together and hand in hand, Ceri dragged her towards Eira. "Eira!" Ceri called, waving her free hand at her platinum haired Ravenclaw friend.
ι fєєℓ тнє нєαт, тнє ѕυммєя ѕ¢єиє
ℓιкє ѕтαи∂ιиg ιи α ℓινιиg ∂яєαм
ℓιкє fℓαѕнιиg ℓιgнтѕ fяσм мσνιє ѕ¢яєєиѕ
тнιѕ fєєℓѕ ѕσ яιgнт ι ¢αи'т вєℓιєνє
ωє ѕιт ѕσ ѕтιℓℓ, ѕσ ¢ℓσѕє, ѕσ иєαя
тнєѕє нєαятѕ ωιℓℓ ωανє ѕσ ℓσυ∂ αи∂ ¢ℓєαя
ℓєт'ѕ ¢ℓσѕє συя єуєѕ αи∂ ∂ιѕαρρєαя.
{συт σf ¢нαяα¢тєя: ...}
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 6:26 pm
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One, two, тняєє and 𝒇𝓸𝓾𝓻
The δευιl'$ knocking at your ɗσσя
Oh, ℒ𝓸𝓻𝓭,hεαυεπ knows
We βεløπĝ way down 𝓫𝒆𝓵𝓸𝔀
Sara bounced along next to Hammy excitedly. She wasn't even supposed to be a witch! And now here she was... a witch! It was amazing. The only thing she was worried about was being away from her pack at school, but Devi and Hammy were both at Hogwarts too so it was gonna be okay. Either way she knew how to wolf out so it wasn't like she was in danger, and since finding out she was a witch, Miss Rui had taught her how to make Wolf's Bane almost immediately. So she could do that too.
She followed beside Hammy closely through the wall and onto the magical platform. Her eyes were filled with wonder, and she was literally vibrating with excitement. Of course Miss Roo had told her to stick close to Hammy and to always speak about the message first. Which was a duh thing. of course she had to speak about the message. The message was all important. She knew that. Daddy had all but drilled it into her brain all her life.
As soon as they were on the platform though, Hammy stalked away from her, and by the glower on his face before he did so, she would not be a happy camper if she followed him. She sighed, and glanced around the station, before noticing a girl who looked to be her age, standing rather alone. She skipped off towards the girl after dropping her trunk off with the train dude. "Hiya! I'm Sara. I'm a first year! Are you?" She asked excitedly. She had never had friends her own age before. The closest she came to was Hammy and he was still a bunch of years older than her. Even if he was super cute... It would be nice to have friends her own age. And more friends meant more followers to the message right?
Big man тєℓℓѕ you where to ǤԾ
Tell 'є๓ it's ǤԾԾÐ
Tell '乇ᄊ𝓸𝓴𝓪𝔂
Don't do a 𝔊𝔬𝔡 𝔇𝔞𝔪𝔫 thing they รคץ
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 6:39 pm
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This is a black, black ski mask song
So put all of your anger on
In the truly gruesome do we trust
I will always land on you like a sucker punch
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Fᴏᴜʀᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon stepped onto the platform and immediately made a beeline for the train. No, he wasn't going to stop and chat. He was going straight for a cabin, lock the door, and stay away from everyone. That way he didn't accidentally get blackout angry at anyone and nearly kill someone as a result. He knew that Michael was concerned about him, hell, his brother had sent him to a shrink to get inside his head to actually get him to open up and learn anger management skills. Which he could have done without the shrink, but appreciated the attempt to actually control his temper. That was a bonus. Now, if only he didn't have to write in that damn journal every night, his life would be peachy. Except, that was the stipulation for him to continue playing quidditch. At least the guy had realized Leon needed something to vent with. That was a bonus.
He walked toward the train and then paused, frowning. Then was Argall, leaning against his trolly after cussing someone out for bumping into him. Leon didn't even hesitate. He walked up to the younger Slytherin and nodded toward his trunk. "I'll 'elp ya wiff tha' if ya don' mind sharin' a compartmen'. Leas' it'll keep bleedin' idiots away." From what Leon could tell, Wren looked like he was in pain for some reason, and the older teen wasn't a complete arse. He could easily help him with his trunk and they could find a compartment together. Their combined bad attitudes might even keep people away from his cabin, such as a certain pair of Slytherin girls that Leon was convinced would trigger him to have to beat the hell out of someone else. Leon didn't want that, and he was sure that the school would appreciate Leon avoid attempting to murder another student. At least that was his thoughts on the whole thing.
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Location: Platform 9 3/4
Thinking: Well, migh' as well 'elp th' bloke ou'.
OOC:
I’m just a problem that doesn’t want to be solved
So could you please hold your applause
Take this sideshow and all its freaks
And turn it into the silver screen dream
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