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PostPosted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 10:20 pm
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Little Whinging is a town in the English county (probably in the north-east therein) of Surrey. Little Whinging is the home of Harry Potter, the Dursleys, and Arabella Figg. Dementors attacked Harry Potter and his cousin here in 1995.
 
PostPosted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 3:17 pm
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                                                          ❝ Stupid Tyson, acting like a sock on the floor's the end of the world... ❞

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                                                          Shines when the sunset shifts ☽ O ☾xxxxxx
                                                          There's a cure comes with a kiss; ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxx
                                                          The bite that binds the gift that gives ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxxxxx
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                                                          spaceDorian sat in a swing at the little Park down the road from his house, kicking himself back and forth, agitation in his every motion. His brothers were a complete pain... well, Julius not so much, he supposed. Tyson, mostly. His oldest brother had been on one of his cleaning binges again, and Dori had made a tiny, completely inconsequential little mess, and the other boy had acted like it was the end of the world. Dori was a bit annoyed at Julius, too, but only because his brother hadn't helped the situation any. He'd needed to get away from the both of them, so he'd told his mum he was going for a walk and would be back soon. The neighborhood was generally a very safe place to live, after all, it wasn't like she had to worry about him. Besides, their parents didn't know they weren't supposed to do magic, or Dori didn't think they did, so she generally figured he'd just use magic to protect himself. Which, of course, he would, since he was allowed if he was in danger. Honestly, sometimes Dorian sort of wanted to be in danger, if for no reason other than he wanted to be able to use magic. He hated the Summer, not being allowed to. It'd make his life so much easier... especially since it would mean that it'd be easier to clean, since that would get Tyson off his back. He sighed, kicking a small rock in his annoyance. Stupid laws saying he couldn't do magic outside of school. It wasn't fair!


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                                                          xxxxxx☽ O ☾ Writhing under your riding hood
                                                          xxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ Tell your gra'ma and your mama too;
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ It's true, we're howling forever

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PostPosted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 9:25 pm
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                                                      Kiaran prowled around near the playground out of boredom. It was always easy to find prey around here. No one ever suspected a big bad wolf in quiet nice suburbia. His wolf form gave a evil looking grin when he spotted exactly what he was just thinking of. A poor unsuspecting kid, just waited to be killed and eaten. He really had let his animal nature go hadn't he. He pawed the ground slowly as narrowed eyes watched the boy carefully. Forward, backward, forward. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he prowled out of his hiding spot and pounced at the swing, knocking the child from the swing and pinning him to the ground a midst the wood chips. The unnatural grin still parted his wolf lips and showed sharp pointed very white teeth. The low growl still rumbled deep in his chest.






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PostPosted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 12:17 am
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                                                          Looking Studious at the Park with the Shadows
                                                          xxxFEELINGxxx
                                                          Terrified
                                                          xxxTHINKINGxxx
                                                          ❝ I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to DIE ❞

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                                                          Got a curse we cannot lift; ☽ O ☾xxx
                                                          Shines when the sunset shifts ☽ O ☾xxxxxx
                                                          There's a cure comes with a kiss; ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxx
                                                          The bite that binds the gift that gives ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxxxxx
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                                                          spaceDorian was so busy ranting about his brother in his own mind that he didn't hear it coming; any sounds that would've signaled him, let him know to run, hide, something, went unnoticed, and then it was too late. Suddenly, he was knocked from his place on the swing, and something was pinning him down. His eyes shot open wide at the realization that it was a wolf. A very, very large wolf. What on Earth was a wolf doing in the middle of Little Whinging, he thought, somewhat hysterically, the confusion managing to block off his immediate reaction of sheer terror. It didn't last long, though, and then he was shaking, hands scrambling for his wand, but he didn't even know what to try and do to this thing, he couldn't remember, all the spells he knew were gone, nothing. Later, he would regret wishing something dangerous would happen to him; it clearly wasn't worth it. The thirteen-year-old boy's hand clasped at the wand, but it might as well have been a stick for all the good it would do him. Hands reached up to try and shove it off, but he didn't have the strength, he was just a kid, and he was out here alone and there was a wolf on his chest and he was going to die. Belatedly, he realized he'd wet himself in his fear, humiliation on top of horror on top of anger at himself for not. Bloody. Remembering! What was the use of going to the school if he couldn't remember the spells when he needed them?! He let out a choked sort of sob, and then, finally finding his voice... he screamed bloody murder.


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                                                          xxxxxx☽ O ☾ Writhing under your riding hood
                                                          xxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ Tell your gra'ma and your mama too;
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ It's true, we're howling forever

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PostPosted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 9:38 am
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                                                      Small child hands pressed against his chest, and the wolf might have laughed if he had the right vocals to do so. This little boy thought he could just shove him off? That was hilarious. He growled low in his throat and snapped his jaws shut on one of the boys arms. Blood spurted from the wound and he licked his maw, sharp teeth now glinting red with the child's blood. And here Kiaran thought he wouldn't have any fun at all. He should have known better. He always had fun when he wanted too. He blinked at the wand that was pulled from the boy's pocket and rolled blue eyes in annoyance. Of course it was another puny wizard who though he could do something about the big bad wolf.


                                                      'Nothing you can do little boy.' He thought maliciously as he drew claws down the boys chest. It was then that the boy finally started screaming at the top of his lungs. The wolf once again felt the urge to laugh. What were some boring little muggles going to do to him? He was a damn werewolf. They couldn't do a thing. He'd eat them too. He grinned and lowered his face until sharp teeth were only centimeters from the blue haired child's face. His hot breath fell on the poor thing and he licked his lips. Which part of his little meal would he eat first?






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PostPosted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 2:53 pm
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                                                          Single
                                                          Looking Studious at the Park with the Shadows
                                                          xxxFEELINGxxx
                                                          Terrified
                                                          xxxTHINKINGxxx
                                                          ❝ I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to DIE ❞

                                                          ╚═══════════════════════════════╝

                                                          Got a curse we cannot lift; ☽ O ☾xxx
                                                          Shines when the sunset shifts ☽ O ☾xxxxxx
                                                          There's a cure comes with a kiss; ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxx
                                                          The bite that binds the gift that gives ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxxxxx
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                                                          spaceDorian's screams were silenced for a moment as the creature's teeth tore into his arm, the pain blinding him and paralyzing his vocal cords, because no scream would have been able to accurately depict how much it hurt. He'd never so much as broken a bone before, and now sharp teeth were tearing through his flesh, piercing him. His eyes snapped shut and he cried, hard and loud, the anguished sound carrying across the quiet neighborhood, but he was certain there was no one to hear. He'd encountered no one on his walk; his neighbors were locked up in their homes, watching their TV's or eating or whatever other mundane thing people generally did at that hour, as if there wasn't a murder taking place a stone's throw from their front door. His cries and screams ran into one another, his throat raw from the sounds being ripped from them, but he couldn't stop, couldn't silence himself, because it hurt it hurt it HURT and he was so afraid. Somehow, that old cliche began running through his head, 'I'm too young to die!' And he was, but it didn't matter, because people who were too young to die died every day.

                                                          spaceDori didn't hear the sound of a nearby door slamming open, didn't see the porch light come on. The oath that sounded out, the pounding of feet and the cocking of a rifle, it all went unheard. The shot, though; that sounded out loud, louder even than his screams. An older man who lived two houses down from the park had grabbed his gun and rushed out at the sound of the first scream. He'd not known what to expect, but it certainly wasn't to see one of the triplets who lived down the road with a giant wolf on his chest. Another shot rang out as the man shot at the creature, his aim made accurate from years of going to the club. He wouldn't miss; he didn't know how badly the boy was injured, but if the child died, so would the creature that had killed him.



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                                                          xxx☽ O ☾ Now that we got gone for good;
                                                          xxxxxx☽ O ☾ Writhing under your riding hood
                                                          xxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ Tell your gra'ma and your mama too;
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ It's true, we're howling forever

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PostPosted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 6:29 pm
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                                                      Kiaran was just about to snap his teeth shut around the boy's neck and stop that damn screaming when there was a loud bang and Kiaran's body was thrown from the child before he could finish the job. The wolf groaned and twisted his fact to see where he'd been shot. Damn being a wolf. He couldn't do anything about a bullet lodged in his shoulder until he was out of the moonlight. A low doggy whimper slid from his lips as the pain lanced through his body. He attempted to put pressure on the injured leg and growled out in pain.


                                                      Blue eyes turned on the man who'd shot at him and he growled low in his throat. He'd be back for that one. What kind of brit had a gun anyways. He glared but the man was coming closer, and still had the gun, and he was injured. Kiaran spun and raced off into the distance at higher speeds than any regular wolf could run at.






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PostPosted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 7:11 pm
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                                                          Single
                                                          Looking Studious at the Park with the Shadows
                                                          xxxFEELINGxxx
                                                          Terrified
                                                          xxxTHINKINGxxx
                                                          ❝ I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to DIE ❞

                                                          ╚═══════════════════════════════╝

                                                          Got a curse we cannot lift; ☽ O ☾xxx
                                                          Shines when the sunset shifts ☽ O ☾xxxxxx
                                                          There's a cure comes with a kiss; ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxx
                                                          The bite that binds the gift that gives ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxxxxx
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                                                          spaceDorian didn't know what had thrown the wolf from him at first. The pain was too intense, the loud bang hadn't registered as the firing of a gun, and anyway, guns weren't exactly common in the UK, especially not in quiet neighborhoods like this. The child clutched at his arm, crying still, but his screams had mostly stopped, his throat too raw for any real sound to escape. He didn't see the creature run away, but suddenly there was something else hovering over him. He tried to scream again before realizing it was a person, a man. "Christ, boy, c'mon now, I know it hurts, we gotta get you to a hospital," his neighbor said, inspecting the bite. He knew he wasn't supposed to move an injured person, but he didn't have a phone on him, and he didn't have the kid's number anyway, he wouldn't have been able to call his parents, or an ambulance, and he didn't want to leave the boy alone. "This is going to hurt, I'm sorry," he said, wincing when the movement of being lifted in his arms tore a fresh scream from Dorian's lips. He carried the child down the road to his house, pounding on the door.

                                                          spaceAs soon as the Xanders parents laid eyes on their son, they were ushering their other two boys into the car, Dori's father taking his son from the older man. Their neighbor insisted on coming along, saying he needed to know if the kid came out alright, if everything was going to be okay. He explained on the car ride to the hospital what'd happened, prompting the mother to declare that none of her boys would ever go out after dark again, particularly not unsupervised. Hours later, his arm had been stitched up, he'd been given antibiotics to prevent infection, a pain reliever, and more shots than he could remember. By the time he was home and in bed, the blue-haired boy was exhausted, and he curled up into his bed silently, just happy that it was all over.



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                                                          xxx☽ O ☾ Now that we got gone for good;
                                                          xxxxxx☽ O ☾ Writhing under your riding hood
                                                          xxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ Tell your gra'ma and your mama too;
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ It's true, we're howling forever

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