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xxxPlatform
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xxxxxxxxxRory -> Balder
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxDetermined
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чσu gσttα dσ much в є t t є r íf чσu gσnnα d α n c є wíth mє t σ n í g h t xxxxxxxxxxxx
чσu gσttα w σ r k чσur j є l l ч íf чσu gσnnα d α n c є wíth mє t σ n í g h t xxxxxxxxx
яєα∂ му ℓ ι ρ ѕ ¢αяєfυℓℓу ιf уσυ ℓ ι к є ωнαт уσυ ѕ є є xxxxxx
m σ v є, grσσvє, p r σ v є чσu cαn h α n g wíth m є xxx
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spaceKiki couldn't get away from her cousin fast enough. The boy was way too young to have that bad of an attitude. Honestly, she didn't get why her da hadn't stolen him away from his parents at this point. Something was up in that house, and she didn't like it. But, it wasn't her business to poke her nose in it without her da, and he'd neglected to get involved so far. She wasn't about to press the issue, not after what'd happened to Balder over the Summer.
spaceShe was on the lookout for the blonde the moment she was through the barrier; he shouldn't be hard to spot, tall as he was, she figured. Sure enough, she found him easily, throwing a half-hearted 'see you later' to Rory before she escaped him and his complaints about how they couldn't just go to the school with her da. She forced her way through the crowd, being a bit more pushy than she maybe should have been since she was now a prefect and all. But she wanted to get to Balder. Now that she had an idea of what had happened over the holiday, she figured it had something to do with why he'd been so out of sorts the year before. She was also pretty sure he was worse now than he had been then, and she didn't like the thought of that one bit. As she drew near, she was sorry to see that she'd been right; he looked miserable.
spaceInhaling sharply, she leaned against the wall next to him, mimicking his pose. She craned her neck slightly so she was looking up at him with her head titled at an admittedly odd angle. "You wanna talk about it, or you want me to talk about something else so you can forget about it for a bit?" she asked. She wasn't about to assume one route was better than the other, after all. Dealing with Ally had taught her that sometimes people wanted one, and sometimes they wanted the other. She hadn't seen him all Summer, so she had no clue which boat he was in. Honestly, she wasn't used to Balder being upset anyway, so this was uncharted waters for her. He'd been off the year before, but fairly normal at the same time. This was different. It required a different approach. Maybe delicacy would've been better, but she wasn't great at delicate. She was better at doing what people wanted her to do, provided they told her, because she wasn't a mind reader, either.
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xxx вч thє l σ σ k s í gσt чσu s h σ σ k up αnd s c α r є d σf m є
xxxxxx нσσк υ ρ уσυя ѕєαт в є ℓ т, ιт'ѕ т ι м є fσя т α к є σ f f
xxxxxxxxx í dσn't t h í n k чσu r є α d ч fσr thís j є l l ч
xxxxxxxxxxxx cαusє mч в σ d ч tσσ в σ σ t ч l í c í σ u s fσr чα в α в є
 xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:22 am
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xx» wнere «xx
xxxPlatform
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xxxxxxxxxChance, Charlie
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxExcited
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í hαd α d r є α m sσ в í g αnd l σ u d xxxxxxxxxxxx
í j u m p є d sσ h í g h í tσuchєd thє c l σ u d s xxxxxxxxx
í s t r є t c h є d mч h α n d s σut tσ thє s k ч xxxxxx
wє d α n c є d wíth m σ n s t є r s thrσugh thє n í g h t xxx
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spaceChrys was trying not to think about how much she already missed her siblings. Being away from them for her first year of school had been awful, and returning home only for a short break over the winter and a few months over the summer had only underscored how much she missed them. But, it was only one more year until Finny started school, and Sher would be the year after that (she tried not to think of her poor baby brother, all alone with their parents and their parent's mistresses... at least he'd have Aunt Anthea). For now, she'd have to make due by distracting herself with her friends. Which was why she was on the lookout for literally any of them.
spaceMuch to her delight, she spotted Chance almost immediately, rushing over to the boy as best she could with her luggage. "Chaaaaance~" she called out, skidding to a halt in the perfect position to throw an arm over his shoulders in a side hug. "Hey! It's so great to see you! I'm so glad you're starting school this year!" she exclaimed. After a second, she realized there was another boy with him, and that she was being incredibly rude. She removed her arm from Chance's shoulders, and smoothed her skirt before holding her hand out to the boy. "Hello, I'm Chrys Meadows," she told him happily, if a bit formally. "I'm a Gryffindor second year, and I'm friends with Chance. Are you a first year?" She figured that if he was friends with Chance, she would know about him already, so they'd probably only just met. Unless she was being a bit full of herself thinking that. Which was always possible.
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xxx í'm n є v є r gσnnα lσσk в α c k
xxxxxx whσα, í'm n є v є r gσnnα g í v є ít u p
xxxxxxxxx nσ, just d σ n ' t wαkє mє n σ w
xxxxxxxxxxxx thís ís gσnnα вє thє в є s t dαч σf mч l í f є
 xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:23 am
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I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
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Fᴏᴜʀᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
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Glynn stepped through the barrier and immediately ducked away from his aunt and cousin. He needed away. He'd been with them all summer, and part of him couldn't understand why the hell anyone was even trying to help him. After all, his father had murdered... He sighed, getting enough away that he could feel less like an object of pity and more like himself. He could be himself, if for no other reason than he could try and find out who he was again. Two years, and he could barely remember what that was like. Even wearing what he was right now, something he'd picked out from a desperate need to get rid of everything that he had tried to make Glynn into, still didn't feel right. He'd been pressured into becoming someone else, and part of him worried that he'd lost pieces of himself in the process. He didn't know who Glynn Llewellyn was, and he wished desperately that he could return to something of what he had been two years ago.
Sighing, he crossed his arms and stared at the hand that once bore the ring his fa-he had tortured him with. A thin band of white scar tissue was all that was left, and Glynn closed his hand to make sure he hadn't lost any dexterity. Mrs. Borson had gotten him a new violin, one that she'd made sure had nothing to do with the Bjelke family name. He'd itched to play it since, but he wondered if he even remembered how to do it as well as he used to. He hadn't touched it in any case, and it now lay within his trunk. Maybe if he tried hard enough, the past two years wouldn't exist. He wouldn't see Frey's face as she was tortured, or hear the screaming. Maybe that's what he should do, he thought resolutely. He'd gotten so good at pretending nothing was wrong, maybe he could continue the charade. Maybe the charade could become real, and it'd just be a bad dream.
Making up his mind, he looked around. First thing's first, he thought. He needed to find his friends. If they were still his friends. He honestly didn't know if his distance the last two years had driven them off or not. He hoped not. He just wanted his life back, and they had been part of his life once upon a time. He couldn't have his family back. They were gone (he murdered them all, Glynn never even had a chance to apologize for bringing him to them), and if nothing else, his friends were still there. Maybe. Or maybe he was just fooling himself and somehow slipped into such a nice dream and he was going to wake him up at any moment. If it was a dream of some sort, he really didn't want to wake up from it.
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Location: Platform 9 3/4
Thinking: So where is everyone?
OOC:
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:30 am
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xxxxxxxxxAlone
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxExasperated
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ï'ṃ τhε ṡøṉ øƒ ɾ α ģ ε αṉḋ l ø ṿ ε, τhε ј ε ṡ υ ṡ øƒ ṡυвυɾ в ï α xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
τhε в ï в l ε øƒ ṉ ø ṉ ε øƒ τhε α в ø ṿ ε xxxxxxxxxxxx
øṉ α ṡ τ ε α ḋ ÿ ḋïετ øƒ ṡøḋα ρ ø ρ αṉḋ ɾ ï τ α l ï ṉ xxxxxxxxx
ṉø øṉε εṿεɾ ḋ ï ε ḋ ƒøɾ ṃÿ ṡ ï ṉ ṡ ïṉ h ε l l αṡ ƒαɾ αṡ ï сαṉ τ ε l l xxxxxx
α τ l ε α ṡ τ τhε øṉεṡ ï ģøτ α ώ α ÿ ώïτh xxx
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spaceRory glared when his cousin rather predictably abandoned him to go after tall blonde and dorky, flipping her off behind her back, not that she saw it. "Och, sure, juist run oan aff. Ye ken us huvin tae come 'ere at a' wis pointless!" he called after her, unsurprised when she didn't even seem to notice. Bloody twit. Of course, she'd been away from her stupid boytoy for the whole holiday, she must be losing her damned mind by now, he figured. Stupid girl. Not like he'd wanted her to stick around or anything, far from it, but she could've at least pretended like she didn't want to get away from him immediately.
spaceThen again... nah, he didn't care. Kiki and her da were nice enough and all, but he still didn't trust it. They were family, sure, but he knew better than most that blood didn't mean shite. His own parents had hung him out to dry for screwing up on more than on occasion, and sent him to suffer with his insane aunt as punishment when he acted out too much. Eventually Cal and his daughter would admit they wanted something from him... Though what it could be, he had no idea. Snorting, he headed towards the train, hoping to find a compartment. Kimi might join him, but she was just as likely to sit with her 'sisters', and he had no desire to be in the middle of all that, ugh. In any case, he wasn't going to go looking for her. Wouldn't want to have to choose between being rude to the lot of them and refusing, or having to actually deal with them to be nice, if they asked him to join them.
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xxx αṉḋ τhεɾε'ṡ ṉ ø τ h ï ṉ ģ ώɾøṉģ ώïτh ṃ ε
xxxxxx τhïṡ ïṡ h ø ώ ï'ṃ ṡ υ ρ ρ ø ṡ ε ḋ τø в ε
xxxxxxxxx ïṉ α l α ṉ ḋ øƒ ṃαќε в ε l ï ε ṿ ε
xxxxxxxxxxxx τhατ ḋøṉ'τ в ε l ï ε ṿ ε ïṉ ṃ ε
xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:34 am
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xxxPlatform
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xxxxxxxxxNo one
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxEager
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ι'м и υ т ѕ, вαву, ι'м м α ∂ xxxxxxxxxxxx
тнє ¢ я α z ι є ѕ т fяιєи∂ тнαт уσυ'νє єνєя н α ∂ xxxxxxxxx
уσυ тнιик ι'м ρ ѕ у ¢ н σ, уσυ тнιик ι'м g σ и є xxxxxx
тєℓℓ тнє ρѕу¢нιαтяιѕт ѕ σ м є тнιиg ιѕ ω я σ и g xxx
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spaceAs she had the past two years, Mercy rocketed through the barrier, uncaring if she happened to crash into someone in the process. Some (her sisters) would call it rude, but she called it an opportunity. People met people by bumping into them accidentally all the time! Hell, she'd made at least six friends that way, she was pretty sure. But, apparently today the universe was conspiring against her, and pretty hard, since normally she would've barreled straight into at least one person, probably two, and this time, there was no one. It was downright weird, if she were honest with herself. How the hell was the entrance to the platform not blocked? It was always blocked! ... Oh, well. Just meant she had to find her friends instead of making a new one, she figured. Or she could still make a new one, but by talking to them like a normal human being... ew. That sounded boring. She'd rather run someone over.
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xxx σνєя тнє в є и ∂, єитιяєℓу в σ и к є я ѕ
xxxxxx уσυ ℓιкє мє в є ѕ т ωнєи ι'м σff му я σ ¢ к є я
xxxxxxxxx тєℓℓ уσυ α ѕ є ¢ я є т, ι'м иσт α ℓ α я м є ∂
xxxxxxxxxxxx ѕσ ωнαт ιf ι'м ¢ я α z у ؟ тнє в є ѕ т ρєσρℓє α я є
xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:50 am
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 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎-
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝
𝙶𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎
𝙳𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝
𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙, 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎-
𝚁𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔱 𝔉𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔯 𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔯 x
ஒ Pureblood ஒ Third Year Slytherin ஒxxxxx
< September 2036 >
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Garnet could say that he was saying a really nice summer, as he spent the majority of it in his grandmother's homeland- in Norway. It was full of mountains, and his grandmother's home was really full of crops and the like. Being in Norway was like getting away from everything he had to deal with back in Britain, especially the fact that his father was still on the loose. The thought made him shudder, giving him an urge to fiddle with his arm warmers once again.
Clearing his throat, he and his mother had the trunk set up inside the train before they bade each other goodbye. He hadn't seen Richard as of yet, but he would expect him to complain about his parents again and his electives. Psh, at least he didn't have a murderer for a parent who burned his kid in the crossfire (Granted, it was an accident but STILL). He looked left and right to see who he could be with to distract himself, but Alec, Deaus and Lucy was also nowhere to be found. What did that leave? Well, maybe that one blond first year, he supposed it wouldn't hurt to talk to a stranger again, right? It depends. Shoving his hands to his pockets and approaching the boy, he simply looked at the uniform that lacked any house color affiliation before saying with a polite smile, "Hey so... nice weather, right? I know you're new here so, um... Anyway, do you want a hand? I'm willing if you don't mind." Just saying made him want to just splinch himself, he was making an effort and it was just. Ruined. He could've probably just waited for Rich to arrive.
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𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 [Vincent] 𝚊𝚝 [platform]
 ♝ 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢 ♝ 𝔄𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔯𝔢 ♝ 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢 𝔖𝔬𝔫𝔤 ♝ < Out.Of.Character > out of character
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜-
𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎,
𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗, 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑
𝙱𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎-
𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝!
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 2:06 am
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I cαɴ oɴly нope ιт'ѕ тrυe eɴoυɢн, тнαт every lιттle тнιɴɢ I do ғor love-
Redeeмѕ мe ғroм тнe мoмeɴтѕ I deeм worтнy oғ тнe worѕт тнιɴɢѕ тнαт I've doɴe
Aɴd ѕαveѕ мe ғroм мyѕelғ αт тιмeѕ oғ eɴvy wнeɴ I'м мιѕѕιɴɢ everyoɴe
Iғ I wαĸe ιɴ тнe мorɴιɴɢ, I oɴly ɴeed тwo мore мιrαcleѕ тo вe α ѕαιɴт
Everyтнιɴɢ I proмιѕed everyoɴe I'd вe- well, I jυѕт αιɴ'т!
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✪ Fourth Year Hufflepuff ✪ Reserve Beater ✪ Muggleborn ✪spaxxxxce
< September 2036 >
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Ivar was just fuming since days ago, fuming because of something Matteo shouldn't have told even if he probably should. Seriously?! What the loving hell happened to Balder? Well, he didn't know everything but like... it had something to do with Balder and Glynn, and that just made him feel utterly appalled. Why did Matteo had to tell him that piece of information? He just had a good time with Reyna back in the summer and he was feeling incredibly attacked.
"Before you do anything," Matteo started, as the two of them went through the barrier, "jag bättre att inte höra att du strypa någon. Allvarligt, leta efter dina vänner först..."
"Will do." Ivar promptly said as he was scanning around the crowd with his green eyes, "I mean... When am I not? Jag kommer att bli bra." Ivar could see Matteo rolling his eyes and just shaking his head before he helped his brother out in moving in the trunks. While he was at it, he immediately spotted Balder with that tall-arse height, which gave him an urge to hit him with a bat. But on the other hand... his hard features shifted when he saw Glynn, he looked different again but he still didn't look like he was okay. Also, he was a bit hesitant of trying to ask him how he was doing, because he was being unreadable and the fact that he was being a tad distant to them. Hell, even Ivar was so angry at Glynn for what happened in their second year that he didn't know what to do in their third year, because he didn't know why the hell would his friend do something.... life-risking. But still, he was still concerned as hell, and it must be the Hufflepuff side of him. He approached the Welsh Ravenclaw in a slow pace and cleared his throat, "Hey Glynn... listen, I know you're not a fan of people coming up to you and all. I understand that, you need space or whatever. But can we just hang out, even just fifteen minutes or so?" He then scratched his head, he sounded too assertive right there, he nervously bit his lip and continued to assure that he didn't sound unreasonable petty, "I mean, you're free say 'no' if you want to. I don't want to be the invader here so..." Damn it, the reason why he didn't hang out with his friends alot last year was because he had a huge grudge on Reyna, so he felt like he sounded a tad desperate for companionship.
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Matteo : I better not hear you strangle someone. Seriously, look for your friends first ...
Ivar : I'll be fine.
@Dia : If there's anything wrong here, please let me know so I can edit it immediately >.>;;;;;;
Lαтely ιт ѕeeмѕ lιĸe everyвody'ѕ ѕιcĸ, everyвody'ѕ dyιɴɢ
Bυιld мyѕelғ α wαll oғ υɴнαppy нeαrтѕ
Aɴd oɴly мy нeαrт ĸɴowѕ мy нeαd ιѕ lyιɴɢ, lyιɴɢ!
Oн ɢlory, I тнιɴĸ I ѕee yoυ 'roυɴd тнe вeɴd-
Aɴd I тнιɴĸ I'd тry αɴy poιѕoɴ тo ɢeт тнere ιɴ тнe eɴd, oн ɢlory!
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 6:44 am
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I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
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Fᴏᴜʀᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
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Glynn apparently didn't have to wait long before he saw Ivar approach, though it looked like the Swede was approaching slowly. A slow smile broke out on his face and the expression felt so alien, but Glynn wasn't going to try and stop it. It faltered slightly when he heard Ivar ask if they could hang out even for just fifteen minutes. Was salvaging friendships really this hard? Glynn didn't have a good base to draw from, and he figured that he was probably stuck floundering. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair before he made a face at it. It was his hair colour, and Glynn was reminded about just how much he looked like him. He shoved his less than savoury thoughts from his head before he responded to his friend. "No, you're fine. I um, I don't want to be alone right now." He didn't want to spend any time alone right now. He was going to be just fine, thank you very much. He was going to make himself just fine.
Trying to reach for something to talk about, he glanced around and realized that while the topic of his past two years was off-limits, Ivar's was a safe category. Maybe he could see Reyna or Tiernan or Gavin somewhere around. Heck, even Vitomir would be just fine, since he doubted the Slytherin would treat him any differently. "How was your summer? I haven't seen anyone else yet, or even, well..." He hadn't even talked to them at all, not even to tell them he'd moved. Again. Vaguely he wondered if that meant that they would just disappear from his life, and his heart dropped at the thought. "I just haven't talked to anyone in a while."
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Location: Platform 9 3/4
Thinking: So where is everyone?
OOC:
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 6:48 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 7:03 am
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Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be, because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
Mood: Hyper and Helpful
Companions: New kid?
Thoughts:I can help!
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Jillian spotted someone looking like they were having a bad day. It was a blonde boy, likely a first-year, looking like he really just wanted to be on the train already and away from the crowds along with someone else that looked like they were helping. She skipped over to him with the intent to help them out, strength in numbers or something like that. "Hi! I'm Jilly! It looks like you're having trouble with the crowd, I can help you trough and shove people as necessary. Can I help you?" She said bubbly. If they were average height, then she was still short. She was likely a few inches shorter than them, even though she was older and had a bit of a growth spurt over the summer. She hoped the boys weren't sticks in the mud and was willing to let her help. It was always good to start a school year with a friend, and she wanted to be that friend for these guys.
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OoC: sorry for the requoting! format issues
I know the other girlies
Wanna wear expensive things
Like diamond rings
But I don't wanna be the puppet
That you're playing on a string
This queen don't need a king |
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 7:28 am
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Yeah, it's been a ride
I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Now some of you, might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there
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Sɪxᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon was in a foul mood the moment he stepped onto the platform, and shot a glare at anyone that decided to stop and even look at him funny. His sister and brother were right behind him, Joi lecturing him yet again for what happened over the summer while Wallis stared around excitedly. He didn't want to deal with anyone, didn't even want to deal with people assuming that he needed to be cheered up, and the Slytherin was bound and determined to deck anyone that decided that they were the exception to that. He felt a hand suddenly grab his and he started, blue eyes meeting brown as Wallis grinned up at him. Okay, amend that, he'd deck anyone that wasn't Wallis. "Come on Leon! I wanna pu' our stuff on th' train an' see 'bout meetin' some people. Yer no' gonna need ta do a thing. I'll do all th' talkin'."
Leon snorted in spite of himself. "I fink yer jus' a bi' too eager ta go to this bleedin' school."
"An' I'm finkin' yer finkin' too much. Now come on. I' can' be tha' bad, righ'?" Leon snorted again, convinced that Wallis was being too forgiving of what happened over the summer. Then again, Wallis did bounce back a lot better than Leon did. The Slytherin allowed himself to be shoved toward the train, waving a hand toward Joi as she rolled her eyes at the two of them. Wallis continued pushing before he grabbed his trolley and shoved it toward the train. "Yer bein' slow, bruv."
"Yeah, an' I be' ya fink yer a bleedin' rio', dont'cha?" Leon grabbed his own trolley and shoved it toward the train as well. Might as well find a compartment where they could stow their stuff before Leon's personal space got invaded by snot-nosed bratty first years. He'd already resigned himself to this, and was determined to sleep on the train as much as he could, or at least read a book or something. Anything to prevent him from going homicidal on kids just because Wallis wanted to make friends.
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Location: Platform 9 3/4
Thinking: Oh hell, bleedin' firs' years're gonna invade me space...
OOC: Translation:
Wallis: Come on Leon! I wanna put our stuff on the train and see about meeting some people. You're not gonna need to do a thing. I'll do all the talking.
Leon: I think you're a bit too eager to go to this fekking school.
Wallis: And I'm thinking you're thinking too much. Now come on. It can't be that bad, right?
Wallis: You're being slow, bro.
Leon: Yeah, and I bet you think you're a fekking riot, don't you?
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons
I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now!
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:08 pm
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A mind as clear as a cloudless sky...
No room for rust, no room for settled dust.
A waning wild thrown to bygone days...
No room for rust, no room for settled dust.
I’m growing black mud up around my veins;
And I’m going backwards, shutting out the name.
D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W
ravenclaw chaser │ sixth year prefect│ halfblood
Di made sure to thank Wncwl Rodric and Anti Prydwen for taking them to King's Cross, while Treva glowered and fidgeted with her hat. Their uncle dipped his head somewhat uncomfortably and then proceeded to shake hands with her as if a business transaction had just been completed, while their aunt hugged them both and told them she was sure things would sort themselves out by Yule. Treva scoffed rudely. and Di dragged her away before either adult could take offense. "Roeddynt yn dda i chi yr haf hwn. Y lleiaf y gallech ei wneud yw edrych yn ddiolchgar," she snapped.
"Ooh, diolch i chi am gymryd mi yn ôl fy mam cachu cicio fi allan o'r tŷ, sut y gallaf byth ad-dalu i chi?" Treva snarled in return, hooking her thumbs into the pockets of her shorts as she ambled along.
Di fought the urge to say something even more sarcastic back, and just shook her head stiffly. Treva had... not taken the news that she and Mad would be staying with Tad and Nain at the main estate well. Still, better that then them home with Isolde, causing trouble. "Mae hi'n feichiog," she said bluntly. "Rwy'n dweud wrthych yn awr fel nad ydych chi'n synnu yn nes ymlaen."
Treva stared at her, and Di flushed, lapsing into English. "You do... did Isolde explain to you, about that-,"
"I know how it works," Treva hissed, face beet red, and then looked away awkwardly, before jerking to a halt. "Ble rydyn ni'n mynd?!"
"To see Leon, my friend? He's right over there, with his brother, I think."
"I hate you," Treva snapped, and, her hair lightening towards a pearly pink the closer they got, abruptly darted away into the crowd, leaving Di with their things and an exasperated look on her face before she came up to the McGregors. Leon appeared to be arguing with a smaller copy of himself.
"Hi," she greeted them with a wave. "Dunno if you saw my sister run off- I thought she could give your brother the Hogwarts rundown, but then again... that probably wasn't the best idea." Treva might not exactly be in a gleefully devious mood at the moment, but an annoyed Treva might be even worse. She offered the younger boy an amiable smile anyways.
OOC:"They were good to you this summer. The least you could do is look grateful."
"Ooh, thank you for taking me in after my s**t mother kicked me out of the house, how can I ever repay you?"
"She's pregnant."
"I'm telling you now so you're not shocked later."
"Where are we going?!"
But it’s spiraling, spiraling into something bigger-
Is there something bigger?
Wide awake, but I am sleeping...
No room for rust, no room for settled dust.
I’m lying naked, drunk and dreaming-
Would it all work at all?
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:10 pm
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ｒ ａ ｙ ｎ ｅ ☠ ｃｌａｒｋｅ
ｆ ｉ ｒ ｓ ｔ ｙ ｅ ａ ｒ ｕ ｎ ｓ ｏ ｒ ｔ ｅ ｄ
╚═══════════════════╝ｎｏ ｙｏｕ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｋｎｏｗ ｗｈａｔ ｉｔｓ ｌｉｋｅ
ｗｈｅｎ ｎｏｔｈｉｎｇ ｆｅｅｌｓ ａｌｒｉｇｈｔ
ｙｏｕ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｋｎｏｗ ｗｈａｔ ｉｔｓ ｌｉｋｅ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｌｉｋｅ ｍｅ
ｔｏ ｂｅ ｈｕｒｔ, ｔｏ ｆｅｅｌ ｌｏｓｔ
ｔｏ ｂｅ ｌｅｆｔ ｏｕｔ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｄａｒｋRayne had been instructed by the Governor, Wesley, on how to get into the Platform, and after watching a couple families get into the platform, she herself went in. The girl was dressed in thrift store clothing she'd purchased with the little money she made hustling, and a pair of sunglasses she'd stolen from a Tesco in London. With a huff, the girl carried her stuff over to the guy loading them onto the train, but she didn't part with her backpack. All of her important stuff was stuffed into it and the girl was very protective of it. Rayne found a spot from which she could observe the crowd, looking for anyone that might pose a potential threat, or be a useful ally. ｔｏ ｂｅ ｋｉｃｋｅｄ ｗｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ｄｏｗｎ
ｔｏ ｆｅｅｌ ｌｉｋｅ ｙｏｕ'ｖｅ ｂｅｅｎ ｐｕｓｈｅｄ ａｒｏｕｎｄ
ｔｏ ｂｅ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｅｄｇｅ ｏｆ ｂｒｅａｋｉｎｇ ｄｏｗｎ
ａｎｄ ｎｏ ｏｎｅ ｔｈｅｒｅ ｔｏ ｓａｖｅ ｙｏｕ
ｎｏ ｙｏｕ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｋｎｏｗ ｗｈａｔ ｉｔｓ ｌｉｋｅ
ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ ｔｏ ｍｙ ｌｉｆｅ╔══════════════════╗
Out of Character: Open for interaction, but good luck
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 12:13 pm
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Ana was extremely relieved to be with Hikaru again. It took the pressure of making new friends off her shoulders. She could relax with someone she has already spent time with and not have to deal with the small talk all over again. She wanted to save that for whichever house she happened to be sorted in. A selfish part of her hoped it would be Ravenclaw, like her father and like Hikaru. Then again, that's not something in her true control. That would be in control of the sorting hat.
Hikaru's offer to help her with her luggage was sweet, although unnecessary. Her father and mother, well mostly her father, have that already under control. Merlin forbid mother do heavy lifting in her expensive heels. Ana spoke up to Hikaru after a shake of her head. "Thank you, Hikaru, that's very kind. It's alright though. My parents are sorting that out. I've already said my goodbye's to them and such." She explained with a wave of her hand.
Pulling the straps of her cream colored backpack closer to her, she rocked back and forth on her heels for a moment. "Assuming I'm not your only friend here, cause that would be ridiculous, who else would you have been searching for today?" While she would love to not have to deal with formalities today, she also didn't want to keep him from his other friends. If she thought about it logically, she could start a larger network within the school. Make it a bit easier to make friends.
＆＆BLOOD :: Pureiiii＆＆HOUSE :: Unsortediiii＆＆YEAR :: Firstiiii＆＆LOCATION :: Platform 9 and 3/4iiii
＆＆COMPANY :: Hikaru and surrounding studentsiiii＆＆MOOD :: Itching with excitementiiii＆＆OUTFIT ::Pretty in Pink
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