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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 2:12 pm
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Fourth Year, 𝔅eater
Whatever venomous animosity that had pooled around his tongue like stagnant poison had drifted away, it need not matter, not anymore, not really anyway. It was all her choice, and all he could hope to do, was stand beside her. So he moved into her shadows, shielding her within his arms as they strolled down the long covered bridge. Sweeps of blustering wind slapped at the wall, howling and rasping, and breezing by with ghostly grace through the open windows. ”I can only imagine,” Dominic perused gently, his low voice basking ominous under the moon and stars. ”C’mon, I’m hungry, I hear there’s a way into the kitchens if I mess with some ruddy fruit, or something?”
[Exit Post! Short, I know, don’t judge, my brain hurts.]
╔═══════════════════╗Height: 5’7” ☣ Weight: 159lbs ☣ Age: 14 Oh so laid backIn the Covered Bridge Approximately eleven o’clock at night
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 5:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 11:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 10:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 10:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 10:33 pm
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It may sound absurd but don't be naïve
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed but won’t you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
And it's not easy to be me
Jacob wasn't exactly expecting for someone to come flying in at him, and went down fast as he was tackled by someone flipping in. A flash of white hair and red eyes before being hidden behind hands though told him who it was. Well, this was awkward. He chuckled a bit when she said they shouldn't be running into each other though. "You mean like literally, right? Cause if that's not the case, then I should invest in some American football equipment so I can at least be protected. You know, from concussions and such?"
He frowned, wondering if she was going to get off him when he suddenly had a thought. "Umm, Jas, why were you up there, anyway? I mean, it's kind of an odd place to be. Actually, how did you get up there? Climb up on the roof or something?" Well, if that didn't make that an interesting place to go, he didn't know what did. Maybe he could try the roof next time? He was kind of an adrenaline junkie, if his job in quidditch was anything to go by. Well, that and his constant fights with people in his hometown, but that was because he was protecting people.
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Location: Covered Bridge
State: Sentimental
OOC: ...
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I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 7:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 10:52 pm
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High dive into frozen waves
Where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain
It was worth it every time
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Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel
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Tobi stalked out of the castle ignoring everyone who he passed by and not hearing any shouts of his name too caught up in his whirlwind of emotions. The letter was still crunched in his hand taunting him in the worst way. How could she have..? When did she..? And why did he feel guilty?! Ugghhh! Before he knew it his hand connected with one of the support beams of the bridge not even splintering the wood but causing scrapes to appear on his knuckles. And then he was off punching with irregular beat all the while screaming, not that he could hear it, with tears running down his face, not that he felt the hot trails. When he had exhausted himself his knuckles were a bloody mess making his hand extremely painful to bend and his vision was blurry from his haze of tears. The pain and the exhaustion caused him to sink onto the floor of the bridge running over their last few moments. He had yelled at her. He had said such horrible things. And now she was gone.
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'Cause you are, the piece of me, If our love, is tragedy,
I wish, I didn't need Why are you my remedy?
Chasing, relentlessly, If our love's, insanity,
Still fight and I don't know why Why are you my clarity? |
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 1:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 2:41 pm
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High dive into frozen waves
Where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain
It was worth it every time
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Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel
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Tobi didn't know how long he had stayed out on the bridge or even felt the cold that was seeping into his bones. It must have been long enough since he could hear the concerned voice of his boyfriend and felt the warming weight of his jacket around his shoulder. He didn't say anything as Bradley took in his physical state, once again showing his surprise and concern over his tears and bloody hands before finally questioning him. It took him a few minutes to find his voice and to remember how his mouth moved but finally he began to talk. "Elain's dead." he rasped out. "Her funeral's next week an' I....she put me in her will." Tobi looked up at his boyfriend with his bright hazel eyes. "Why'd she put me in th' will? I wos...so so mean an' mad an' I said all those things...wot would she leave me?" He dropped his head onto Bradley's shoulder inhaling his scent trying to keep control but it barely helped. "Wot's worse...I-I almos' thought....I actually believed one day w-we...we coul'..." How could he admit to wanting to get to know her, to know his real parents? That one day he wanted to be dropped off at Kings Cross and yell "Bye Mum!" and have both women turn around and smile? How could he admit that he felt that maybe, just maybe, her death was his fault?
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'Cause you are, the piece of me, If our love, is tragedy,
I wish, I didn't need Why are you my remedy?
Chasing, relentlessly, If our love's, insanity,
Still fight and I don't know why Why are you my clarity? |
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 10:31 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 6:18 pm
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Heart still beating but it's not working
It's like a hundred thousand voices that just can't sing
I reached out trying to love but I feel nothing
Oh, my heart is numb
Rick sat quietly, one knee drawn up to his chest and the other hanging over the edge of the bridge. Both his arms were wrapped around his raised knee, and his chin rested on top while he stared off into the distance. He could still feel the tears, and his desire to just disappear was strong, immensely so. He had vaguely wondered if he would jump, would he transform into his hawk form at the last minute. It was likely, as he was a ruddy coward. He tried to kill himself when his mum had kidnapped him, and it had failed, not wanting to be subjected to the tortures she had inflicted upon him for attempting it.
He rolled up the one sleeve of his left arm, blinking at the difference in color between his hand and forearm. The hand had a tan, minor as he could ever get, while the forearm was parchment-white with freckles all along it. The scar was still there, faded with time, but still just as ugly as he remembered it. He ran a hand over the flesh, trying to rub it away. It wouldn't, and he knew it, but he still wanted it gone. It was a reminder of his life, his whole life, and everything that had ever gone wrong. Closing his eyes, he buried his face in his knee, thinking it would be best if he did disappear. Everyone around him had tragedy happen to them in some way or form, and most of it stemmed from him. Now, if only he wasn't such a bloody coward and could do what needed to be done and get rid of the issue.
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Location: Covered Bridge
Thinking: It's a long way down. What's the odds of me surviving that fall?
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I'm feeling better ever since you know me
I was a lonely soul but that's the old me
A little wiser now from what you've shown me
Yeah, I feel again
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 7:00 pm
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 You are the melody that plays through my veins
Over and over, again and again
Your sweet affection, I know it won't change════════════════════════
𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣 || 𝔾𝕣𝕪𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕣 || ℭ𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕣
════════════════════════Caitlin grinned and willed her broom faster. It had been a while since she could last fly her broom without chasing a quaffle. And it was...exhilerating. She flew beneath the bridge, flipping over in the process. She let her arms hang loose and tightened the grip she had on the broom with her legs. Cait stared down into the chasm. What if she fell? That'd be a lot of blood. And get her into a load of trouble. But, she couldn't get in trouble if she were dead, now could she? Either way, she did not want to fall. There was so much to live for. Even if it did take her a year or two to see it. "Well, isn't that wizard..." She murmured to herself. For two reasons, one being the change of her outlook on life. And the leg dangling from the bridge above her. Cait sat herself the right side up and flew toward it quietly. When she saw who it was, she grinned slightly. Nothing to worry about, it was only Rick. Well, that was her first thought. But he looked upset.
Caitlin flew upward, so she could dismount her broom safely. It didn't matter if he saw her anymore. Not that it really did in the first place, but still. Once, she was dismounted, Cait settled herself next to her boyfriend, peering down at his forearm, which was uncovered. Gingerly, she trailed the scar, hopefully, he would realize it was her before he got startled. "Hey." She greeted him quietly, maybe he'd tell her what was on his mind.════════════════════════OOC:
A song would last for ever
Further than the sky above
For ever on, cause this is love |
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:58 pm
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Heart still beating but it's not working
It's like a hundred thousand voices that just can't sing
I reached out trying to love but I feel nothing
Oh, my heart is numb
Rick wasn't paying attention to anything around him, so it startled him a bit to feel someone sit down next to him. His head jerked up as he felt her fingers brush over his arm, and he cursed himself for thinking he was alone up here. After all, this was a popular place, right? He looked at the person that had sat next to him and breathed a silent sigh. It was only Cait. Who else did he think it would be? His mum? She couldn't get onto the school grounds. Then again, there was virgil, so...
Deciding to ignore his usual thoughts, he closed his eyes and thought elsewhere. Had Cait and Lore been close? He didn't think so, but he wasn't certain. However, he couldn't just leave her in the dark about this. "I'm sorry. I don't know how close you two were, but I... I'm really sorry." He wasn't sure if he was making sense to the brunette or not, but he hoped he did. If he didn't, then he just made another stupid mistake.
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Location: Covered Bridge
Thinking: It's a long way down. What's the odds of me surviving that fall?
OOC: ...
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I'm feeling better ever since you know me
I was a lonely soul but that's the old me
A little wiser now from what you've shown me
Yeah, I feel again
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