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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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 Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 3:26 pm
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 ♖ Brook ♖ Knapp ♖
♖ Second Year♖ 
▬▬"I feel the same way about makeup as I do food."▬▬
When Brook heard Aidene call her name she grinned and turned toward her friends. "Hello lovelies!" She hugged both of them then jumped back, running her hand through her hair."I found daddy's hair cutting scissors, he left them out after trimming Dom's and Dee's hair. Then of course I saw that Witch Weekly and knew what I had to do. So I locked the door, and told mom I was taking a shower and doing makeup, you get how long that would take me with long hair? So I cut off my hair." She took a deep breath and continued on, this story was much longer than she had planned. But the girls had asked, so Brook must tell! "AND THEN I found a box of hair dye in the cabinet, so I put it on and waited, then jumped in the shower. Came out, looked in the mirror AND HERE WE ARE. I did my makeup then went out, and Chadwick the little t**t saw me and told mom before I could get a hat on. She chewed me out for half an hour, then proceeded to straighten it out so it didn't" Brook held her hands up in air quotes, "Look like a lawnmower destroyed my hair.
When Rhea said she wished her mom would let her dye her hair Brook grinned, "I think I'm practically an expert now at dying hair. We could do it at Hogwarts if we ordered the supplies. I bet Lizzie could help, she's probably good at doing this and would be great supervision." Brook then looked at Aidene and held out her hand, "Did you mention food? I'm starved.
▬▬"I want everything."▬▬
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Where & Who: Train Station,with Rhea and Aidene
Thinking about: FRIENDS
Brook Description: 4'8" tall with blond hair and blue eyes.
Wearing: Yellow sweater with black skirt
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 3:56 pm
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Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play
And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues strong
It's always darkest before the dawn
 Pureblood | Gryffindor | Fourth Year | Fourteen Years Old | Art Club | Music Club➯ September 2046 ➯ Platform 9 3/4 ➯ With: Rickie➯ Wearing:Ripped Black Top, Green Shorts, Combat Boots, and a Much-Too-Large Jacket ➯ Status: Piggyback rides!═══════════════════X♫X♌X⚠X═══════════════════ Elizabeth was relieved to go back to classes, really, given that she had just about had it with her grandmother this past week. Her father had left around this time all those years ago, and the week prior to Hogwarts always seemed to be the worst time to bring up the subject with Gram, who was convinced he was dead. Except he wasn’t! Lizzie was sure of it, and she intended to break the case—somehow. She still hadn’t exactly come up with any solid leads and was simply working off a hunch, but she had the feeling she was on to something regardless the more she pried.
Evie seemed to be upset with her. She had helped Lizzie with loading her trunk and Binx onto the train, gave her a kiss atop the head, and merely requested she write a nice letter once she was settled back in before leaving her on her own. Lizzie was fourteen, she was a big girl that could get on the train by herself now, but that didn’t mean the brief sendoff didn’t sting just a little bit. She certainly would write that letter as soon as she could. In the meantime, she had friends to find.
It didn’t take long for her to catch sight of a familiar face. Clearly Rickie hadn’t noticed her yet, given she had yet to hear a single stupid nickname, so Elizabeth opted for the sneak attack. Finally, a chance for revenge after all the scares he’s given her over the years! Quietly as her boots allowed her, she snuck behind the boy and waited for just the right moment to pounce onto his back. Her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders and knees hooked to his hips in koala-like fashion.
“Rickie!! How’s my favorite wee buttercup today? Did'ya miss me?” Sure, it had only been a couple weeks since she last broke into his room to draw on his sleeping face while she slept over at Rhea’s, but that was certainly enough time to miss someone, right?
════════════════════════════════════════════════And I've been a fool and I've been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
I'm always dragging that horse around
Our love is pastured such a mournful sound
Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues strong
But it's always darkest before the dawn |
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 5:01 pm
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☽Aldrick✩Knapp☾
Gryffindor Fourth Year
▬▬ "In learning you will teach,"▬▬
Aldrick felt someone pounce him, and then latch on to him, then he heard the yeti's voice. Brook had told him to stop calling Elizabeth any terrible nickname, he was going ot make an effort, but it was hard to concentrate on that when he could make such a great pun if he called her Yeti... He turned his head and grinned, "Heya Liz, nice of you to drop in." He shifted and wrapped his arms around her legs, he didn't want her to fall onto the ground and hurt herself. "You know, I did miss you. I never got a chance to thank you for drawing on my face. It was a masterpiece. It was unfortunate that when Brook tried to take a picture, the camera broke." He was joking for Lizzie's benefit, the camera hadn't broke, and there was a nice picture of Aldrick on the fridge now with his face painted. "And I'm doing great Betsy, how are you? Did you survive the summer?"
▬▬ "and in teaching you will learn." ▬▬
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Where: Train STation
With Whom: Lizzie
Thinking about: Guess I'm the owner of a Yeti backpack
Aldrick Description: 5'5" Blond boy with gorgeous eyes.
Wearing: Jeans and a t shirt
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 5:52 pm
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Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play
And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues strong
It's always darkest before the dawn
Pureblood | Gryffindor | Fourth Year | Fourteen Years Old | Art Club | Music Club➯ September 2046 ➯ Platform 9 3/4 ➯ With: Rickie➯ Wearing:Ripped Black Top, Green Shorts, Combat Boots, and a Much-Too-Large Jacket ➯ Status: Piggyback rides!═══════════════════X♫X♌X⚠X═══════════════════ Lizzie was pleased as a peach. Not only did Rickie not call her a Yeti, he was even letting her have a free ride. Score! She laughed at the mention of her masterpiece and rested her chin on his shoulder, making herself comfortable in her new occupation of backpack. “Aww, what o’ shame! I wish I had thought to take a photo myself. Alas, art is ever fleetin’.”
“Ugh, just barely,” Elizabeth huffed, kicking her legs out in annoyance when he asked. “Gram an’ I’ve been buttin’ heads all week. I’m so ready t’just get back to Gryffindor, y’know? Art Club, Auggie whinin’ at me t’study, hidin’ out so I don’t have t’ tudy… My saxophone’s getting’ t’be pretty on point. Wannae hear later?”
Strangely, it had taken her until after her small rant to register that he had called her Betsy and not some variation of a beast or firecracker. She furrowed her brow, clearly confused. “Hey… What’s this, then? No Yeti? No Raggedy Ann? Who're you, an' where's my Rickie?" She reached up to pinch one of his cheeks and gave a light tug, as if that would somehow get her an answer. "Yer not really that mad about the drawin’, are ya?" It always unsettled her when Rickie didn’t call her some sort of name. Sure, he called her Betsy, but that was more Auggie’s kind of thing.
════════════════════════════════════════════════And I've been a fool and I've been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
I'm always dragging that horse around
Our love is pastured such a mournful sound
Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues strong
But it's always darkest before the dawn |
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 8:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 7:05 am
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Stupid Dumb Platform
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Eme and Sena
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Sending Away?
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I knew they'd give up on me....
Eion was having a terrible morning. He'd gotten woken up extra early, then shuffled into the car. He realized too late that Sena and Eme had packed up a trunk for him and loaded it into the boot. That prompted a meltdown from the boy, begging and pleading for them to turn around. When that didn't work, he withdrew and became sullen and moody, which was really nothing new. As they pulled into the parking lot in front of King's Cross, Eion concocted a last ditch plan. As they went to unload, Eion crossed his arms around his seatbelt, curling his legs up so he didn't even have to get out of the car.
Unfortunately for the eleven year old, Eme was well versed in child tantrums. Despite Eion's struggling, he was lifted out of his seat and flopped over the man's shoulder. There was quite a bit of squirming, but as soon as he realized that would draw attention fast, he decided to go limp and hope maybe someone thought Eme was carrying a dead guy. Unfortunately, that didn't work either. Dang it. Stupid muggles not noticing anything! He felt the rush of magic, then looked up to see the crowded platform. It was this busy here, how crowded was it going to be in a school with all these people?! Before he could flee, Eme crouched down a bit, then spoke to him about giving chances and coming home for the holidays. "Eme, please don't. Please, Eme! You promised! You said you weren't never gonna send me away 'cause that's.... that's what happened last time and you can't, please, Eme! I don't know anybody and I just can't go!" His voice had turned into a desperate whisper as he spoke, the boy grabbing hold of the man's shoulder with a shaky hand. His good eye filled with tears, one of which rolled down his cheek as his lip trembled. He didn't want to cry in front of a bunch of strangers! They'd probably call him a baby and torment him harder...
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀ ᴘʜʀᴀsᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ᴏʀ ᴀ ᴅʀᴜɢ
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛᴄᴀsᴛ ᴏʀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋʟᴀsʜ ᴏꜰ sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ's ʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Oʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛ sᴘᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ!
Nᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴅᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴛᴛʟᴇ 'ɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴋɪɴ
Kᴇᴘᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ sᴜɴʟɪɢʜᴛ, sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴡɪɴs
Bᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴀʏ
Aɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʟʏ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ!
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 7:15 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 7:41 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 11:34 am
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He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow!
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Uɴsᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ || Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ || Pᴜʀᴇʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Rune rolled his eyes as As talked about keeping Nasim. Well, his brother was certainly attracting the type that Rune knew he was going to. "You are just impossible," he told his twin, and then looked toward a giggling Nasim. "And you are just encouraging him! Ugh, now I'm going to have to deal with him being like this the whole train ride." The corner of his mouth twitched upward however, trying and failing to hide the amusement he was getting from the exchange.
Of course, that didn't mean that someone wasn't going to come over and interact. Rune frowned as two kids came over, trying to pinpoint why they looked familiar when the girl mentioned her name. Recognition flooded his face and he shrugged ruefully at her while As turned his attention toward the two. "Oh hey, I didn't realize we'd be in the same year. And you're not interrupting anything. We're just talking about the fact that Rune's not letting me take Nasim here home with us." As grinned and clutched at his heart, acting wounded.
Rune shoved at As's shoulder. "That's because you're making it out to sound like you're kidnapping her. I'm pretty sure that Bestefar would have your hide if you were really serious."
"I'd be more afraid of Mum," As quipped, shoving his shoulder right back at Rune. "She's got the whole 'staring into your soul' look down pat, and I'm pretty sure she's been reading my mind on occasion."
Rune sighed. "You can't read minds, you can only look into them. At least, that's how Mum described it." He sighed again, shaking his head before he looked up when the last call sounded. "And that's the conductor. We need to get on the train, and get our trunks on. Dad couldn't make it since he's working at the office today, so we're on our own there."
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Location: Platform 9 3/4
Thinking: So that's the train. Mum and Dad never took us when Bethany boarded it...
OOC: Open for Interaction!-◎-
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 3:51 pm
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 4:57 pm
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☽Aldrick✩Knapp☾
Gryffindor Fourth Year
▬▬ "In learning you will teach,"▬▬
Aldrick chuckled and made a note to get a copy of the picture for Lizzie, maybe she did actually want one? "Sure Liz, I'll listen to your saxophone later, you going to play something nice? or is it going to sound like a dying duck?" He had been trying ot be nice, but she made the comment about thinking he was mad at her, and surely he couldn't let her thing that. Maybe her nicknames were pleasant to her? He heard the train whistle and held her tighter, "I'm not mad about the drawing, silly girl. Come on Yeti, let's get on the train!" He took off as fast as he could run, hoping to bring Lizzie some glee in her life, while also hoping she would get off when they got on the train, although if she didn't and stayed on his back the entire time that would be an uncomfortable, but entertaining ride, she'd be stuck.
▬▬ "and in teaching you will learn." ▬▬
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Where: Train STation
With Whom: Lizzie
Thinking about: Me and my Yeti backpack are getting on the train
Aldrick Description: 5'5" Blond boy with gorgeous eyes.
Wearing: Jeans and a t shirt
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