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Keiko continued to wail and wine for help until she heard the salvation of somebody entering the bus. She called for help once again and paused her panic when she heard someone else enter the bathroom. Relief rippled through her. She looked on expecting to be saved but instead...

"What the ********! You could have been dying, it's just soap. Get over it!"

"Fina-chan...don't yell at me..." She said as she felt a towel hit her in the face and whined a bit at the action as she began wailing again. She hated to be yelled at. She pouted and put her head back in the sink as she cried. This wasn't fair. What did she do to deserve this. It stung. Why did stuff need to sting to clean your hair anyway. She whimpered lightly and she started to get used to the stinging and lifted her head up rapidly as she heard someone else approach. She shivered. The air conditioning was starting to get to her.

"What on earth's going on?"

She sighed in relief, she was saved. Ramiro would surely save her. He was such a nice guy. She waited for him to get to the bathroom but when the door opened she got a little surprised. She heard a female voice. Dalisay-chan. She sniffed and turned as she was instructed to turn and open her eyes. It hurt but she did so. She decided that it would be a good idea to tell her story. So she took a deep breath and started talking.

" I came down here because I had candy in my hair and I knew that I would get in trouble if Flanangan saw so I came down and tried to get it out but I got soap in my eyes and then Fina came and yelled at me and I thought I was going to be stuck here forever with no sight. Thank you Dalisay-chan!" She said in nearly one breath. She took a deep breath and smiled as the pain began to go away and the soap began to rinse out of her eyes. She stood up straight and smiled. She then threw her arms around Dalisay, not minding that she was all wet and would probably inflict thin on her friend. " Thank you! " She smiled and kissed her on the cheek and then bolted out of the room. She saw all of Dalisay's stuff and gasped. "WOW! is that all your stuff? You sure have a lot! I will help!" She said grabbing a bag and struggling to pull it to the green area of the bus. "WHoa! This is heavy! FINA! Do you need help with your stuff! I can't help Sera-chan! I don't have a lot." She said smiling. Once the bag was in the proper area she ran back over to Ramiro. " Do I still have candy in my hair?" She said standing in front of him with her back to him and parting her hair in the back with her hands. She didn't feel anymore. She bounced slightly as she waited for and answers, her wet hair dripping all over her.

She was so excited. They were going on tour! She would get to see all over the world! She giggled just thinking about it. They were going to be in Paris tomorrow. They had some things to do today. Then she would get to take another airplane ride. This was almost too much for her to handle. She was wrenched from her happy thoughts by a vibrating of her phone and herself saying 'papa' repeatedly in a in song type of way. She pulled out her cell phone and answered the call from her father. He began to grill her about what she had been doing and what she had eaten. He questioned her about what they were making her wear and wanted to know her whole itinerary. She frowned and blushed a little as she in Japanese tried to assure him that she was fine and that he needed to calm down. Eventually the call ended. She sighed her father was so uncomfortable with this whole thing. She loved him dearly but she wished he would lay off. He was embarrassing her. Nobody else had their parents calling them and their manger all the time. She stuck her tongue out at the phone and stuffed it back into her pocket. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pack of licorice. She began to much on it while she looked around at everybody waiting for something to happen.

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Name↴

Phineas James Ortega

Age↴

20

Birthday↴

August 28th

Height↴

Five feet eleven inches

Bio & Personality↴

Phin is a character of charm. His is smooth with the ladies, even though he generally only wants one thing. Sex. It is his favorite thing to do and he is very manipulative. He is witty and smooth and almost always gets his way. He can talk his way into and out of anything. He born doesn’t believe in love and most of the time has a very ‘you scratch mine, I’ll scratch yours attitude.” He is compassionate about his family and takes his profession, photography, very seriously. He loves women and has very different tastes, willing to try anything. He can be unpredictable and has never felt strongly for a female in his life. The longest relationship he has ever been in was a grand total of two weeks.

He was born in New York city to a Spanish Italian family with lots of food and a quite successful frozen food business. As he grew up his parents would constantly fight and bicker. This is what hardened little Phin to love. He grew up interested in girl but never wanting to end up like his old bickering parents. He had his first kiss when he was 10 and found that he had such a charm with ladies. He has been at it ever since. When he was 12 he went to arm museum and saw some photography that nearly knocked his face off. He knew then that was what he wanted to do. He is talented and single and he knows it. He wants to stay that way forever. He is unwilling to take over his father’s business. He wants to take picture. His family is mad at him for that but he doesn’t care anymore. He is him and that is all he cares about right now. As selfish as that may sound, It is the truth.

I Live↴

Phin lives by himself in a fabulous bachelor pad that is expertly decorated by a cousin in the field.

Other↴

He is straight and has a cat named Pinto. He is allergic to peanuts.


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“Where are you going again?” said the girl on her knees, facing Colby on the edge if his bed. She was still in her underwear. She still had pink cheeks as if not sure if what had happened was what really happened, but at least for once she looked happy. Colby smiled as her arms reached around and put her hands on the shoulders of his newly pulled on sweater in light green. She pulled the collar from the undershirt and lifted it up. She began to put on a matching green bowtie. One of his trademarks.

“A club. “ He said smiling and rubbing her shoulders a bit. “You gonna be okay?” He kept his eyes on her as she sighed nervously before glancing up at him. Hannah was one of his reporters. She wrote the sports section of the paper and was a really nice girl. He had walked in the office to find her at her desk crying. He hated it when girls cried. He had asked her what was wrong and she had told him about a boy from South that she liked a lot. She said that she was scared that she wasn't pretty enough and that he wouldn't care if she told him she liked him. This was nonsense. Colby hated when girls did this. What had this crazy world put in the heads of our young women. Especially girls that looked lie her. She was cute and nice, he didn't know what had caused her to possibly think otherwise but nonetheless he couldn't have a sobbing and depressed sports writer. He needed her tough in the field. He had taken her back to his place and made an great effort to show her just how beautiful she was, while the whole time coming to a consensus that there would be no strings attached. Now and hour since they had started he felt like she had gotten the message. At least it sure sounded like she did. “Just ask him if he would like to study with you.” Coby said casually as she straightened his bowtie.

“What if he says no...”

“ He won't.” Colby said simply adjusting the cuffs of his darker green under. He watched as the girl bit her lower lip and put his collar down.

“How do you know? “ She said sporting a small pout until she felt her cheek in a grip from Colby lifting her eyes to his.

“What did I say?” He said gently looking into her eyes with a knowing smile. She blushed and looked away and a small shy smile crept up on her face.

“ I am beautiful...every part of me that you...kissed ...is beautiful..” She said before quickly, losing breath slightly, putting his glasses back on his face. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead before backing up and grabbing his key off of the dresser near the bed in his elegant library style room.

“That's my girl. “ He said smiling with a wink and pulling his coat off the coat rack off of the door in his large room. “ Okay. Feel free to help yourself to anything in the fridge. We passed the kitchen on the way in. It is the door by the dinning table. I am not trying to rush you out, but I would leave in the next two hours. If my uncle sees you here is is going to hit on you. He is a dirty old man. Lock the door on the way out. Sorry. My friend is doing me a favor tonight or I would stay. “ He blew her a kiss as she nodded, sleepy and messy haired from the bed with a smile. He gave her a final smile then made his exit through the sitting room of the grand apartment.

He was late. He was going to be late rather. He wanted to be there by a certain time. It would be easier to get in that way. He jogged down the stepped and to the road where he looked around for a cab. He bobbed a bit in the cold while looking around. Colby smiled as once of the famous New York chariots turned onto his street. He waved his arm and nodded as the cab pulled over to him. He loved New York City. He had lived here every school year since he was .His parents lived in a large estate upstate that had never really suited him. He went there for the summer sometimes but he felt like they both new that his heart was in New York. He was going to The Cirque where his best friend Edwin worked for a little bit of fun. He loved getting into places he knew that he wasn't supposed to be. He was excited to see what the night could have in store, but mostly to hang out with Ed and maybe hit on some older women. He shrugged. He would see what the night held in store for him.

Soon enough he arrived at the club in short time and got out of the cab. He shivered. It was getting colder by the minute. He wanted inside. It would be warm and full of life inside, not cold and dull. He went around to an alley out back and knocked on the door of the employee entrance an waited. He smiled as the door opened and he slipped in. He and Ed had already planned this out. He smiled at the lady who opened the door and walked past her and into the bar through the employee entrance. He had done this before. He walked out to one of the comfy couches and sat, waiting for Edwin to find him when he had time and cooly looking over the scene.

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Lota looked herself over in the mirror a final time before she pulled her tailored tan jacket over the dress that she had spent nearly an hour deciding on. She was nervous. She wasn’t exactly sure why though. Maybe she still wasn’t used to this hanging out with the popular girls thing. For the first week or so Lota had been sure that her new friend Elise might be pulling some crazy trick on her by offering her friendship, but as Lota went on she felt that Elise genuinely wanted her friendship. She liked that and she liked Elise. She was nice and stood up for people she cared about. She always seemed to have something interesting to say. Not to mention, her brother was hot and sent tingles down her spine and in places that she sometimes forgot she had. She shivered a little and shook her head. Dean had a girlfriend, who by the way was kinda in a twisted way one her knew friends. She had been hanging out with Elise, but Elise was always hanging out with Indie and Syd (the girlfriend). She didn’t feel like the other two cared for her too much. Indie was nice and Lota liked her a lot. Syd...well she was sure that somehow she knew that she was definitely crushing on her boyfriend and hated her.
Lota took off the jacket after rethinking for the fortieth time. She went to her closest and pulled out a coat that was longer and probably warmer. More practical. It was snowing after all. She adjusted the blond curls that were now tamed with product before pulling a pink wool hat over them followed by a scarf. She put the coat on and began to walk carefully over to the dresser where her glasses lay. She picked up a case and opened it to reveal her fancy glasses. They had been her mother’s. Lota smiled and put them on her face. She smiled as the world focused. She went and grabbed up her purse and pulled out the pale pink lip-gloss for another touch up since the hour ago she had done her make up.

“LOTA! COME ON! YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME LATE!” came a voice from the bottom of the stairs. Lota shook her head. Even when she shouted she sounded perky. She checked herself over once again and grabbed her phone of the way out of the room that was covered wall to wall with posters. Save the Whales, SADD and a plethora of other causes that Lota had decided to use to change the world. She frown at the fact that her favorite was so old that it was beginning to peel from the wall on it’s own accord. It was a really old save the trees poster from the 60’s. She pushed it back on the wall and headed downstairs to her impatient stepsister bouncing at the bottom of the steps. Her sister was always such a sight with her dark brown hair and freckles. Even as Lota was making her late to her mitten-making meeting she still stood with a smile on her face. She wore jeans and big homey pink sweater, just perfect for making mittens for the poor. Lota swore that if someone would figure out how to poop rainbows Lily Gilbert-Wiess would be the one. She was always happy and positive. She frowned on average .5 times a day. She was only a year younger than her.

“I’m here, Lily. Lets go.” She said when she got down the stairs to their fancy multi level apartment. Lily looked at her and smiled big.
“Whoa…look at you all pretty! You haven’t dress like this since,” The girl bounced a little and clapped her hands. She gasped a little. “Are you seeing Darius again? “ Lota grimaced at the name. Lota would die before she would willingly see Daruis Evanader again. To make a long story short he had used her and broken her heart. She shook her head. She didn’t think of that much anymore. She would be happy to never see him again ever, and if somebody just happened to cut off his p***s that would just be a bonus. She knew all too well that it was doing more harm than good.

“No. “She said shortly, hoping that it would indicate that she didn’t want to talk about this anymore. That never worked on Lily. When she had stopped seeing Darius she had not had the heart to tell Lily the extent of what he had done to her so Lily was under the impression that they had just broken it of for more civil reasons. She opened the front door inviting the cold inside as she stepped on the front porch.

“Aww...I like him. He was dreamy. He is dreamy. “ She said sighing as she followed her out the door. “Daddy! WE are gone!” She yelled into the house. Lota snapped at her sister.
“Stay away from him.” She said firmly. Lily just giggled.
“Ok…Ok. I can see that you are still a little possessive.”

“I’m serious.” She said walking over to the green mustang that she and her sister shared and hopping into the passenger seat. She was freezing. She sure hated the winter sometimes. She shivered in her cold legs and quickly got into the vehicle. Lily got into the car humming and started the car to the blasting sound of Spice Girls thundering as the ignition set. They began to move and Lily sang along until at last they had arrived at the bar. The Cirque. This place was high end. Lily stopped and Lota got out nervously. She felt like in a matter of minutes she would be overwhelmed. Lily leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek before she got out and closed the door.

“Bye, Sissy” She said smiling before driving away, rolling up the window as she went. She waved slowly and slowly approached the door. There was a large bouncer staring down at her. He chuckled a bit.

“ What do you think you are doing?” Lota blinked at him. What was she supposed to say? She bit her lip and tried to think, but before she could he had taken her by the shoulder and turned her around. “Nice try, Shorty.” She said as if shooing away a small child. Lota huffed and glared. Who did he think he was talking to like that? She could see that it was clear that he had made up his mind about her. He might have said something but even she knew that she was no match for this guy. She huffed and wrapped her arms around herself and she stood off from the line, wondering what she should do next. She could hear the music thumping from inside. In a sense it sounded like her heart. She was so embarrassed. Her cheeks weren’t just pink from the cold. She shivered while she began to fish in her purse for her phone.

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Role Miss Gossip
Username Leelee_mraz
Name Character Cesia Degoivich
Why? Because you love me?

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╚══════════════════════════════ ✖ 《 Miss Gossip》

✖✖✖ Cesia Lane Gegoivich


x x You look over me when you should be looking me over.


✖《 The basics 》




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My name is Cesia Lane Degoivich
But you can call me Cesi, Lane
My age is18
My birthday is on July 8

My favourite color is Blue Green
My favourite food Italian Food

I like these thingsI love fashion. I want to be a designer when I grow up. I love the look that people give me when I have been underestimated. I love surprising people. I like writing and playing in the rain and snow.
I dislike these things when people try to break me or make me crack, when people succeed in cracking or breaking me, I dislike being wrong and being ignored. I hate used used or walked all over.

✖《 The outside 》


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I look like this 123
My hair is a mess of almost impossible curls. A sort of middle brown color.
My eyes are Blue. bright blue.


✖《 A little more detailed 》


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Me? Oh you noticed. Hi. I am the daughter of a very old pizzeria owner, that came over from Greece when he was 14. I am not sure were we get the last name because I am pretty sure that it is not greek. Anyway daddy came here and met my mother when she was work in his dad's pizzeria and thought he was quite a bit older than her, they fell in love. My father isn't the richest man in the world but his business is successful, the people seem to love his Greek style pizzas my daddy dished out. He values education over anything since he didn't have one. SO he vowed to put me in the best schools. So in theory I have probably been going to school with the same hoity toity people my whole life. My father only spends money on me so needless to say I am spoiled rotten. I guess I can fit in at school that way, not like i do that at all. I am not, like everyone else, completely immersed in the gossip scene. I wish that people could just here the truth. I wish there was a way that I could tell them that.

Unfortunate at school nobody would listen to me. Out of a Lack of better words I am what you might call a social Dud. I am not a nerd or at the bottom of the social ladder or anything.Most people don't even notice me. I hear a lot of things because when people talk about me I seem like I don't matter, like I am not a threat. I want to fit in, but I don't want to find myself wrapped up in the drama and chaos that rules our school, although it could be exciting. Of course I want to know about what it would be like to kiss the popular boy or be the life of the parry. Maybe I will find out. I know that almost everybody knows that my family is not as rich as everyone else's. Sometimes I feel like they have outcast me, but they have no idea how much I hear just standing in the halls. If I wanted I could do a lot of damage.


✖《 This is how I act like 》


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Cesia Jane Harlock

n i c k n a m e | s

Cesi

a g e

17

g e n d e r

Dude...look down. Do boys have those?

b i r t h d a y

March 12th

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Vulpix. My parents gave her to me because they thought she was too cute to really be to aggressive. They never let them do or have anything unless it was ladylike. Via was exactly that. Via and Cesia are not exactly sure that they want to be ladies anymore...




p o k e m o n - r o s t e r

- Vulpix/ Via
Via is a lady. She does not like to get dirty and can be very skittish. She can be stubborn and a bit of a diva. She has never really been let outside, much like Cesia. If she trusts you she loves you. If you tick her off then it is over.






p o k e m o n - p r e f e r e n c e

Not really sure yet. She doesn't know much about pokemon....

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a b o u t

Cesia is girl just wanting freedom. She is bold and has slightly skewed social skills. She says things out loud that she probably shouldn't. She doesn't really know who she is, but doesn't let that stop her from trying things. She tries to seem brave even when she is scared out of her mind. She is strong willed and can be really stubborn. She can be rally defensive.

She is a bit flirtatious at times, and can be a tease.You never really know what o expect. She uses her cuteness to her advantage. Don't make her mad. It is worse than a beedrill attack. Just sayin'

b i o

Cesia come from a very wealthy family that live in an estate in Alexandrith city. They only care about nothing but reputation and money. Cesia was never allowed to develop into herself. She was always forced to be the perfect lady. She met the boy that her parents wanted her to marry when she was five. She hates her life. Well hated. Her father was sick of her rebellion and he thought that if he scared her he would scare ti away. So he threatened her, but he took it too far. He hit hit, breaking her rib. That was it. Cesia had taken enough. She ran away, with her Vulpix and is ow on the run.

She is paranoid. Her father has people looking for her, privately, as to not embarrass the family. She wants to be a trainer, but has no idea where to begin. She has never really experienced living out outside of her estate. Everything is new to her. Real food, real friends, she has never had any of that before. She has never been allowed to have ambitions or dreams. Now she is finding that there are so many things to dream that she doesn't know what to chose. She is wandering now, looking for somebody to latch on to.

She doesn't really know how to support herself, but she has cut all her hair off and is ready for a new life. She has changed her last name so she will be harder to find. Via is her only family now. She never wants to go home. She is always scared that her family will find her. She is determined to remain free. She just wants to find somewhere that she can be loved and free. Not one or the other.

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Ember James Harlock

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E.J, Ember

a g e

Eighteen...oh yeah.

g e n d e r

I play with toy trucks...not dolls.

b i r t h d a y

January 3rd

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Eevee. Jackson or Jax. Jax was given to Ember as a birthday gift from his stuck up parents. They thought that maybe if they got him one it would keep him from sneaking out and trying to get his own. Jax came with E.J when he was kicked out of his house over a year ago.



p o k e m o n - r o s t e r

Jolteon/ Jax
Boy. Jax is a great companion. In a lot of ways he is a best friend to Ember. He is loyal and kind. he is a laidie's man. He loved females. He can be quite the charmer. Jax is strong and trusts Ember's every command.




Onix/ Aida
Girl. Aida has a friendly disposition. She is likable, but gets annoyed very easily. She is a self starter so she tends to n** annoyances in the butt quite quickly. Most of the the time this involves violence. She is competitive and does not like to lose at all.



Gengar / Zeek
Boy. Zeek is chill. He is always relaxed and sensible. He is very reliable and can be trusted to be on his own at times. He always has a level head. Don't get him wrong, he had emotions. In general, he is just cool. When is Zeek not cool? When his friends are in danger of course! He is usually pretty quiet.



Gyrados/ Fin
Boy. Fin and E.J. have a love/ hate relationship. They love each other, like any master loves his Pokemon, but Fin likes to test E.J. Fin is lazy. He is grumpy and he is antisocial in a lovable way. He listens in battle, but in general he gives Ember a hard time. He is loyal but a little bitter because he doesn't really want to like Ember.



p o k e m o n - p r e f e r e n c e

Ember prefers electric type Pokemon and Dragon types.

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a b o u t

Ember is fun loving and can be a little bit of a clown at times. He is laid back and sometimes likes to play pranks. He loves to smile and make other people do so. He is determined and can be persistent. He is outgoing and sometimes overreacts. He can be a flirt.

He enjoys, training Pokemon, and singing. He has a really good singing voice. That is really the only thing that he is shy about. He is very loving toward his friends, and it takes a lot to get him really mad.

b i o

Ember grew up on an estate in Alexandrith City. He sat motionless as his parents tried to mold he and his little sister into the snobs that they were. Ember wouldn't have it. He was stronger than his sister and rebelled. When he was seventeen he was disowned by the family. They told him they didn't care where they went, So he went to Johto. He caught more Pokemon and grew there. He beat all the gyms and then made his way back toward home, taking another gym or two on his way.

He hates that he let his sister stay in that house with his parents. He misses her and hasn't seen her since. He thinks about her a lot. She was so unhappy when he left. Right now he wants to tackle the gyms in his homeland and just figure out where he is supposed to be.

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[Leelee_Mraz]

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I luna lâ i luna
Nä manu oka lewa
I lalo lua i lalo
Nâ pua o ka honua
I uka lâ i uka
Nâ ulu lâ`au
I kai lâ i kai
Nâ i`a o ka moana
Ha`ina mai ka puana
A he nani ka ao nei
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xoxoxoxoKEONI [ J.A.M.E.S] Ululani
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✖-----------imagine.the.truth//past.present.future


I was born on the small island of Lanai in Hawaii. Me and my brother both on Januray 14th. Yes, we are twins. I know we don't look like it but it is the truth. I am older by five minutes. We grew up happy at the food shack by the shore that our father and mother built together. Full of Aloha Spirit. Our father, Hanalé, is a muggle and our mother,Ailana,...was... a witch. She passed where we were eight. We all went out for a family hike and there was a rock slide....Mom...she fell over the edge. We tried to get her to the hospital but it was too late. The damage had been done. We got to her and she was barely conscious, she died in my father's arms, while me and Kenau watched helplessly. We went on sadly for a while, but eventually getting back to living with the memory of our beautiful kind mother. We were given an excellent balance of tradition Hawaiian and modern American bringing up. My father is totally supportive of our wizarding life and treats us like any normal muggle kid. While we are at school Dad hires local kids and tells everyone that we go to boarding school. I have huge dog named Haku and spend most of my time at the beach. I have adjusted well to going to Atantida. Man, if it was possible for me to love somewhere more than Hawaii, Atlantida would be it. I love it there. I wish I could take my dog but the headmaster goes all wiggy every time I check to make sure he hasn't changed his mind. I really think I should stop that. My brother goes to a different school, and I miss him like crazy during the school year. But during the summer it is on. He is my best friend. It does hurt that we also share a face, eh?

Me and my father get along great. We have a deep trust with one another. He trusts me to look after my brother and do the right thing, and I trust him to trust that I know how to handle my own feelings and all my magical stuff. I know that know that he misses Mom and sometimes I secretly wish that he would just move on. I want him to be happy and find a nice girlfriend. Me and Keanu may not hang around here forever. I don't want him to replace Mom. I know for a fact that he could never do that. I think that he wants me to take over the food shack, but I am not sure I want to. I am not the best cook and I have set the place on fire twice.

People say that I am cool and crazy laid back. I guess I agree.There are sometimes where I would just sit in the waves and lose track of time until I am too far away to want to swim back. I go with the flow and respects other and a leadership like no other. I have good idea but I am very open minded. I try not to let my aloha pride get in the way of my generally calm temperament I love to be in nature.

I like to joke, not prank but joke. I am said to be smart and polite. I don't like to see people bullied. I am friendly and I don't think that I cause too much trouble. Other than in anger I am generally not violent. You know when I am mad, because I hate being so and am usually really quiet until I somehow vent. I don't like to burden others with my feelings and have a bad habit of letting things build, when I do let things get to me. I am an honest kid. I obey the rules most of the time. i always play fair and I hate when others cheat. Where is the fun in that? Be a good sport that is what I say. I am helpful when I can be and it takes a lot to get me mad, unless it involves the girlfriend. Then watch out.

She is my light. She is sunshine to me. I love her...gosh...I can't even put it to words. She found me when I was in the darkest place in my life and brought me back home. I met her when I was eight years old. If I am really honest with myself I would have to say that I have loved her since then. We officially She is the most important women in my life. I can't picture life without her. That is why I don't want her to do the WWW. I an afraid that she will get hurt, but I know that I have to let her try. I know that it is not my place to hold her back and a trust her to believe me when i say that i would be lost without her and be careful out there, if she gets chosen. I want to be supportive. After all, that is what a good boyfriend is supposed to do. I will be here for her no matter what. *Smile* Oh...I feel a tingly now. * blushes and shakes it off.*

I am an excellent talker and am said to be a charmer. I am really good at talking down adult and getting me and friends out of trouble. Well, I am pretty good a math and just about anything physical. I am a really slow reader though. I get it once I read it once, but it takes me forever to read books or long chapters. Truthfully, I am legally dyslexic. I hate reading, but I am getting better at dealing with my disorder. I need complete silence. I am a great listener and have a great memory. I am quick on my feet. Um... I struggle at divination and astronomy. It takes a lot of work, but I can to them. I am a pretty good spell caster. A bit slow on transfiguration, but I don't use it that often. I am OK at potions, I haven't killed anybody yet * wide grin *. My worse fear someone in my family dying or being seriously hurt. I don't think I could take losing anyone else. That would come out of of a boggart, for sure. I don't really like to think about it, eh? My patronus takes the shape of a shark. My favorite animal. I hope to be an animagus someday. I dance. Mostly Tahitian stuff, but I blow fire and dance in the local island festivals as well as at school.

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• registering? :: y.e.s


•// justification ::

• -It will not only be a blast, but sounds crazy great for my studies. I need a good challenge and a chance to make new and unique friends. An ultimate challenge for a great wizard. I believe that I am a great wizard and I am ready to prove it to the world.



•// qualifications ::

• -I think I would be an Ono(great) champion for the Wombles because I have been looking for a chance to explore more of the Wizarding side of my family. I want to do something in honor of my mother. To show that I haven't forgotten about her and that I am proud to be wizard. Although she is gone I still wanna make her proud , eh? Plus I am strong and have pretty good head on my shoulders.Maybe show my brother that I not lacking in adventure. -

[Leelee_Mraz]

Lota shivered violently as the New York could bit at her ankles and hands. She dropped her phone from the shivering and bent down and dig in the snow to get it back. Why did she have the feeling that this was going to be a horrible night? She grumbled as she pulled her phone back into her hand and looked up at a sight that temporarily left her free of any cold. At the sight of Dean Chrystal her body warmed and got slightly tingly. Why did he always have to look so absolutely amazing? As quickly as the warmth came it left as he somehow managed to get into the club. She hadn't really been paying attention. She wondered how many other people her age had managed to get pas the gorilla at the door. They probably paid him. She sighed. She couldn't do that . Unlike a lot of people at her school her family was not rich. She could pay off people like that. She had to put her money into her projects and her and Lily's car. We was secretly scared that her life would be over if the kids at school knew the full extent of her dad's financial problems. She tried to hide it as best as she could. She went back to typing away at her phone and finally compiled a message. To Elise.

I am here? Where should I meet you? I am currently stuck outside....

She hit send and sighed. She jumped when out of the corner of her eye she saw her good friend Carmen sneaking into the club. What? She hadn't told her that they were coming. She wondered if Jessi were too. That could be interesting. Jessi had been expressing, what She could only know to call as, jealously at all the time that Lota had been spending with Elise. Lota thought she needed to get over it. Lota was grown up enough to have more than just four friends, and Elise had been helping her to adjust to the new school. She wasn't trying to replace Jessi, she was living by a more friends the merrier way of thinking. She was pretty sure that Jessi could handle that. Lota smiled weakly as another familiar face crossed her eye. It was none other than her personal savior, Ethan. She chuckled at bit at how grown up he had made himself look. She gave him a weird look in return for the strange o ne he was giving her himself. He moved toward her and spoke. Then it made sense.

“Sorry I’m late. I couldn’t get out of the office. Please, forgive me.”

She smiled as she was pulled into his arms. She did her best not to giggle and did not at all mind the overkill that was being taken into his arms. She was freezing and he was warm. She held onto him tighter.

“Don't worry about it.” she said smiling up at him. Lota put her face in his shoulder to warm it up as Ethan chewed out the bouncer for letting ' his girlfriend' wait outside. When she felt the warmth of the inside she bursts into a small fit of giggles. She watched him warmly for a moment then gave him a kiss on the cheek. “ Yes .you .are. “ She said mocking him. “Thank you. I thought I was going to be out there forever. Lota paused as he mentioned sitting down and made her way through the crowd after him to a table. She looked around for Elise the whole time, after all, she had invited her. No sign. She pulled out her phone again and began another text.

I am in. Where are you?

There were too many people here. It was annoying. Over the crowd she thought that she saw a form the could be Phoenix. Elise's boyfriend , she was surely with him. They were over toward the bar. She stood to her feet and smiled. “Okay, Ethan. I have got to find Elise. Sorry. I don't mean to leave you buy yourself, but she invited me....this club thing isn't really my scene..” She said smiling softly. She adjusted her glasses and slipped her coat off of her bare shoulders. “Could you watch this for me?” She said giving him another kiss on the cheek and turning to walk into the crowd with a grimace, toward the bar.

[Leelee_Mraz]

"Morgan Meridith Thatcher"
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Code name: Morgan, Thatcher
My hormones say I’m: packing a healthy set of breasts.
I’ve seen too many candles: Seventeen years of...whatever.
I think I just orgasmed: both guys and girls can get me going.
The ruler says: five foot and seven inches.
I’m too scared to look at the scale: 135 pounds

You can’t beat a: house
My year rules the school: seventh year...thank god.
My wand is bigger than yours: Pine; pixie wing;10 inches.
I like to play the field: Keeper.
Respect my authority: because you will regret it if you don't.


I go bump in the night: not really. The snakes I talk to go bump in the night.
You can’t beat me: I am excellent at Nonverbal curses. Talking complicates things. I almost have a bit of knowledge in dark spells, but that is a secret between you and me. I do a lot of reading. Forbidden books have a way of falling into my hands. I am cunning and an amazing liar. A good actress, excellent for setting traps.
My weak knees: I bottle my emotions. You never really know what I am thinking and sometimes it builds and causes me to lose focus. I have a rare breathing problem, Sometimes I just stop. It is not asthma; the doctors don't know what it is. Nobody really knows about it. I also don't know how to swim. I know that it sounds stupid, but I had a bad experience and wouldn't allow myself to be taught. I am not going to talk to you about it. I also have a secret fear of painful death. I could care less about the normal variety. I have patience issues as well.


My blood results are back: Pureblood.
My loyalties lie with: the Death Eaters. It is in my breeding.
Muggleborns: Scum, barely below blood traitor. They are always trying to play the victim. I may give them a reason to. I tolerate them for the sake of logic, but I would rather not.


This is me, this is who I am:

Oh...Are you talking to me? I was under the impression that people were not fond of getting their a** kicked. I am not the kind of person you just walk up and talk to. I am on my sunniest of day, intimidating. Let the wrong person catch me in a bad mood and they might just end up in the hospital wing. NO...it is not because I am bitter. I just don't put up with things that are not worth my time. For examples, First years are not worth my time. They are stupid. I wasn't that dumb when I was eleven. They have no excuse. Generally I won't hold a conversation with anyone under fourth year. I like to feel like i am talking to something of the same species. Anyway I am not all bite. I am be friendly and warm to those that I consider friends, i.e. key word in friendly is friend.. If you are not my friend, I feel no reason to show you that part of myself. It is a waste of energy. I am cold and mean to strangers, anyone worth my friendship will see past that. To my friends I am loving and affectionate. I use the word loving lightly because I am exactly sure that I believe in love. Anyway, I don't put up with crap and I speak my mind, which tends to be a little harsh, but everyone has to grown up sometimes. I like to think that I represent that part of life that is not fair. I am known to be real reality crashes to Hufflepuffs, most of them just stick clear of me. It is better so that they don't get their feelings hurt, not like I care.

I fill my life with things of purpose, Things such as sports, and knowledge. My parents were pissed when I got sorted into Ravenclaw. they wanted me to be that stereotype and be in Slytherin, like our line had been in former years. Yeah...no thanks. The sorting hat puts people where they are supposed to go. I think that I fit here. I enjoy anything intellectual. I think being a Keeper definitely falls into that category. I am good. I have been playing Quidditch since I was six. You see, my rich parents never have time for me, unless it was about taking a lesson in their impromptu Death Eater Academy. They brought be up racist against Muggles and Muggleborns. It was out of my power. I don't see why I should change it. They have yet to prove their worth to me. Anyhow, my mother and father met secret Death Eater meeting following the fall of the Dark Lord. They were never suspected of being Death eaters in the first place so they were free to build a home together and have me. My mother, Miriam Thatcher, is a social writer, a celebrity columnist if you will. Basically, she throws parties just so she can interview the most important people in the magical world in politics and entertainment. My father, Isaac Thatcher works in the Ministry, Some department about financial affairs. I don't really know. I don't really care. I was brought up with every luxury and it soon grew boring for I turned to Quidditch. When I was around 9 years old I was practicing Keeping by our lake and all of a sudden I couldn't breathe. I fell off my broom and into the water. I would have died, but luckily this happened to be one of the days where my mother was actually watching me and she jumped in and got me. I have been afraid of large bodies of water every since. I almost lost it my first year when they boated us across the lake. I can't swim and I guess because of that incident I have no conscious desire to learn. Since then the breathing problem has persisted. It is not as common as it once was, before I went to Hogwarts I was about once every two months. St Mungos has yet to figure it out. i don't care. I haven't died yet and I am not going to let it hold me back, plus it happens about once a year now. I always wake back up.

Anyway...I have a bittersweet relationship with Hogwarts. I get to come here and learn, which one of my very passions is, and play Quidditch. I get to see the people that I like. On the other hand I am surrounded my idiots adults and students alike, who don't know how to control their hormones. My level of violence increases and my patience is thinner. I guess in a way, like it is for most of the students, Hogwarts has become a second home for me. I like the sound of activity and my house always feels so empty. My parents are never home. Even though 9 times out of 10 the sound is going to annoy me, it is nice to have sound. I like to sit out by the lake and look at the castle. I wish I could paint. I may not always act like a girl all the time, but I do appreciate beauty and Hogwarts is that. I hope that after we take it down, the senior death Eaters will still preserve that. A lot of people know me as ' that girl who wears boy's clothes'. I don't know why. Ever since I was little I have just enjoyed wearing male clothing. In my first year at Hogwarts I "borrowed" a male uniform from the school and have gone on that way ever since. I am in no way ashamed of being a girl. I so show my femininity, I just do it my way. I like both boys and girls. They just have to have a little edge to them, unless I am bored and just want to get laid, and then the only requirement is that they have no diseases.


I do have another secret, I guess. I love music, and in fact...I dance. This is my secret, but I have danced since I was little as well, parent filler. I sneak off at night and dance in whatever space I deem safe. so far I have not gotten caught or seen, or else there would be a body found somewhere. Don't get me wrong, I am not the type that goes around hurting things for pleasure. If something needs to be done. It needs to be done. I value you life, unless it stands in the way of my mission. So far, it hasn’t. I have snake named Theta. She is not technically allowed but I got my way after complaining that frogs were allowed and that snakes should be. Plus, I do what I want. Theta is more of a friend then a pet to be. It is weird because I feel like I am more of a master than a friend to her. She is obedient and quite funny. Yeah. I can talk to snakes. I don't usually let people hear me do it though. It just creates whispers that I don't want to have to punch people for.

I think that I was put into my role for a reason. I was born a Death Eater. I was always taught that muggles, poor people, muggleborns and blood traitors where scum. I am not going to stress myself out trying to go against what I have been taught to believe. Maybe If I do well here, my parents will pay a little less attention to their stupid jobs and sit down and talk to me once and a while. I would love to have a conversation with them for once that is not about the Dark Lord. No...I'm not jealous. I just think that it is could logic to care for you offspring. If there is anyplace that love exists it should be there. Anyway I will do whatever I am told by our appointed leader and the adults. Things should get interesting now that the Order maybe in on the prophecy. I don't know how much this will change what plans we have. Well will just have to see.

In the meantime, I will sit back, blend in, and enjoy my last year. I will follow orders and punish those who don't. I can't wait until this whole thing is over. I want to be able to live at some point without worrying about following orders. I handle stress well. Anyhow…You have heard a little too much for me to be comfortable with letting to walk away. I hope you are done because this may hurt a little. *Pulls out wand*

"Leelee_mraz"