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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 7:42 pm
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  ❀ ℛ𝓪𝓿𝒆𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓪𝔀 ❀ ℱ𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓨𝒆𝓪𝓻 ❀ ℛ𝒆𝓼𝒆𝓻𝓿𝒆 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓼𝒆𝓻 ❀Lena perked up when she heard her name, looking around for a moment before spying two of her classmates. She was pretty sure they were called Rhett and Faina, but she also could be quite wrong. They invited her... and someone else... to sit with them. She didn't know who Dris was, but she did accept the invitation to join the duo. "Hello, and thank you for inviting me to sit with you." She straightened her skirt, not sure what to talk about with two people she only knew from classes. Faina, she was sure was a Slytherin, while Rhett hailed from the house of Lions. She pulled out knitting needles from her sweater pocket, deciding that while she was nervous, she could knit. Her hands usually fidgeted anyway, so it might be best to put them to use. She pulled navy yarn from her other pocket, starting the material on her needles. A few rows away, an older blonde boy looked back at them, then grinned, before saying he'd let them chat instead of bothering them. Lena figured he must be the "Dris" that was invited as well. Regardless, she turned back to the girls, still trying to figure out a good topic of discussion. She didn't think they'd know much about Hamlet, her current book, though she could be surprised by them. Faina, it seemed, had cookies, which was nice, and probably meant she'd located the school kitchens. Lena had too, though she didn't think to bring a snack to the quidditch game. Perhaps next time, she could swing by there first, but she'd have to rearrange her whole schedule to keep things on time... maybe it was best snack-less. Wʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴡɪɴᴅ's ᴀ-ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ɪs ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ
Mɪsᴛʏ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs sɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴋᴏɴ, ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ
Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴡᴏᴏᴅs ʜɪᴅᴇ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs ᴀʀᴇ ꜰɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʟᴅ
Dᴇᴇᴘ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀs ʜᴏʟᴅ ʀᴇꜰʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏꜰ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ʟᴏsᴛ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɢᴏ
I ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ. Tᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ
Bᴇ ᴀs sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀs ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴍʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴀs ᴀɴ ᴇᴀɢʟᴇ's sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ
𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓲𝓭𝒆, 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝒇𝓵𝔂, 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓼𝒆 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓼𝓴𝔂 |
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 7:55 pm
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I won't just survive
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep
Hikaru was in the stand watching the game wanting to study up. He had checked out every possible book on keeping and had written his parents for titles, not in the library. While still sad and angry about tryouts his parent suggested channeling it into getting better. Marcel had helped with the initial emotions. He had finally figured out why his stomach had butterflies when marcel was around. His mom had explained that he liked Marcel but as more than a friend while usually, guy liked girls and girls liked boys sometimes it was boys and boys and girls and girls and he was one of that kind of boy. Nature's way of helping him find people he could be happy with later in life. He would when he was up to it tell Marcel how he felt, but currently, he wanted to focus on the game.
(open for interaction)
Oh, ye of so little faith
Don't doubt it, don't doubt it
Victory is in your veins
You know it, you know it
And you will not negotiate
Just fight it, just fight it
And be transformed
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:01 pm
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  ↣𝒢𝓇𝓎𝒻𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓇 ↣ 𝐹𝒾𝒻𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓈 ↢ 𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌↢Colton dragged his brother along after him, leading the way to the quidditch pitch. He'd been made Quidditch Correspondent, meaning he had an obligation to be at the games. Unfortunately, he didn't want to sit alone, and Kenzie would be waiting on the benches, and Bree was playing, so he'd had to make due with his twin. Connor, on the other hand, really didn't want to come along. He didn't care for quidditch, as to him it was just a crazy clashing of sounds. Colton liked it, though, and he was obligated to be there, so Connor had allowed himself to be dragged along. The twins sat toward the front, Colton pulling out a clipboard with a notebook attached, and a pen. Connor pulled out his brailler, intent on taking notes as well, since Colton had the grand ability to miss things sometimes. Besides, he figured his brother could use the help. "All settled in? The game's Gryffindor and Hufflepuff." "I'm blind, not deaf. Everyone's cheering. Plus you told me not ten minutes ago!" Colton frowned and rolled his eyes, only getting a smirk in return. How was Connor so good at detecting his sassy facial expressions?! Stupid twin link. Connor typed a bit, and Colton could tell by the shadows that he'd indeed mentioned the teams. Hahaha he felt confident the younger had only remembered at his say-so. Sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ? I ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ,
Nᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ. Wᴏɴᴅᴇʀ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ʀᴀᴄᴇ?
Wʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs,
Sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜰᴜɴɴʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ. Tʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs,
I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴘɪɴ' ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ.
I ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ, I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ,
Wʜᴇɴ I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏɴᴇ.
I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ.
Iꜰ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴛʀᴜᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴀɴ I ᴅᴏ?
I ᴀᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ |
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:22 pm
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Ever since I could remember,
Everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in
I was never one for pretenders,
Everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in
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hคlf-ງ໐๖liຖ || Şlฯthēriຖ rēŞērงē Şēēkēr || Şē¢໐ຖ໓ ฯēคr
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Byuch climbed up the stands, already looking for a prime spot to watch Tree Trunk get creamed while Byuch took notes on the other teams. Which, well, he was going to be watching the other seekers, naturally. After all, he'd be playing against them, and he was confident with his small size and weight, he'd do the position justice. Chance's chances in quidditch, well, he was decent enough, but Byuch knew his best friend was up against older players. Thus, Byuch would also gather information on the beaters as well, just to point out to Chance that he was outclassed and warn him that he had to get much better before he ended up a grease stain.
Looking around, he spotted Giraffe in the stands and decided to make a beeline for him. He was pretty sure that the taller teen was probably waiting for friends, but since Byuch didn't have any besides Tree Trunk, Giraffe could deal with Byuch instead. Taking a seat, he looked over at Dris and crossed his arms. "Ten galleons says Chance smacks himself with a bludger in three swings." No introduction, no by your leave, Byuch just sat there without a worry in the world. Besides, someone had to drag Giraffe down to earth sometime.
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Location: Quidditch Stands
Thinking: Tree Trunk's totally dead this game.
OOC: - ☣ -
Can I clear my conscience
If I'm different from the rest?
Do I have to run and hide?
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it's made its home inside
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:36 pm
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↣𝒢𝓇𝓎𝒻𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓇 ↣ 𝐹𝒾𝒻𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓈 ↢ 𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌↢When someone spoke to them, the twins both turned to the sound. Colton identified him as Ferdinand, his writing partner, though Connor was trying to place the voice. "Hi Ferdinand. Um... that's a nice notebook. I'm just using a blue one... I think." He peeked at the cover, though without unclipping the book from his clipboard. "Hello, and congratulations on the gift from your parents." He clicked a bit on his brailler, smirking when he heard Colton grin at the added words. It was good that Colton could read braille by sight. When asked about where to sit, Colton lifted an eyebrow at the first year. "Um... wherever will give you a good view?" The older twin made a face when he was "accidentally" elbowed in the side by his younger twin, who bore an innocent grin. "You can sit anywhere, just so long as you're not ignoring the game altogether. If you don't know someone, use their number. After the game, we can meet up and compare notes, then write the article we need." He nodded, doodling in his notebook. "Honestly, you can listen to the announcer too, they'll give you lots of details. Just use your senses to get what they might miss. That's the job of a writer, after all." He nodded, fingers twitching over the keys of his brailler. Sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ? I ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ,
Nᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ. Wᴏɴᴅᴇʀ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ʀᴀᴄᴇ?
Wʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs,
Sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜰᴜɴɴʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ. Tʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs,
I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴘɪɴ' ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ.
I ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ, I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ,
Wʜᴇɴ I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏɴᴇ.
I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ.
Iꜰ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴛʀᴜᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴀɴ I ᴅᴏ?
I ᴀᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:40 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:47 pm
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  ✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Rανєηcℓαω Ƈнαѕєя ✬ Ƒσυη∂єя & Ƈαρтαιη σƒ Aят Ƈℓυв✬Dris looked at Faina when she invited him to sit with her and some other first years, and politely declined. She seemed nice in art club, but not someone he'd usually chat with, particularly in such a loud environment as the quidditch game. He resumed watching people meander onto the pitch, letting his thoughts zone a bit. They were broken by the tiny, dark spirals indicative of Byuch Horne. The older boy looked at the younger, chuckling at his words. "Are we really so low we're betting on our friend injuring himself?" He smirked, then a few seconds later, he laughed a bit, unable to keep up his ruse. "I mean, yea, go ahead and put me down for ten that he hits himself... and I'll raise you an extra five that he hits himself twice before the game's end." He snickered, thinking that even if he lost fifteen Galleons, he'd be fine with it just for the laughs. God... he was a terrible friend... and a horrible person to boot.
Sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ? I ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ,
Nᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ. Wᴏɴᴅᴇʀ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ʀᴀᴄᴇ?
Wʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs, sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜰᴜɴɴʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ.
Tʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs, I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴘɪɴ' ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ.
Wʜᴇɴ I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏɴᴇ.
I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ.
Iꜰ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴛʀᴜᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴀɴ I ᴅᴏ?
I ᴀᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 9:20 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 9:49 pm
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  ♆Gгεεκ Hλlғϑϐlσσd♆Fιгsτ Ψελг Hυғғlερυғғ♆Theo climbed up the stairs to the stands, excited to watch Aine's team battle his house's team. He hadn't gotten as into the sport as his sister had, but he was alright with that. She was a lot more athletic than he was, anyway. Now, if it were cards, he'd happily fight to defend his title, but it wasn't. He looked around for someone to sit with, then spotted Gabby, a Gryffindor first year. He moved to sit beside her, then felt he might be rude. "Hi, is it alright if I sit here? I brought cookies, if you'd like some!" He offered out a little box with four rows of sugar cookies. Half of them had red and yellow icing, and the other half sported yellow and black. They all had different patterns, since he'd decided they all needed to be fancy. "They're my mama Rose's recipe, so I really hope you like them!" He offered a sweet smile, looking excited about the first game of the year. Lᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Bᴀʙʏ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴜᴘ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɴ sᴏ ꜰᴀsᴛ
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇsᴛ
I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ, 'ᴛɪʟ I ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ I'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Nᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀɪʟ
I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ, 'ᴛɪʟ I ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ I'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Nᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀɪʟ
I'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs. I'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏΘн, σн, σн Ƭгψ Σvεгψτнιπɢ! |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 10:41 pm
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 2:02 am
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 Rhett Fang Ye
<1st year>
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"You've got to show me at least where the kitchens are. I can show you the coolest plants on the grounds and the Whomping Willow is awesome. I can see how Lola says he is a sweet heart though," Rhett offered.
Soon enough Faina was inviting the girl he noticed, Helena, and some older boy to join them. The older boy Dris declined politely but Helena joined them. Rhett noticed she seemed nervous as she came over, greeting them formally and soon pulling out knitting needles. "Hi-ya," Rhett said, "I don't know if you remember us but I'm Rhett or Rhy and this is Faina. And no problem about inviting you over, the more the merrier I was saying. You're Helena right? Faina has a better mind for names than me. Anyways nice to formally meet you," Rhett said holding out a hand.
"We were talking about exploring the castle and grounds and such, oh and the kitchen where Faina got us some cookies. Care for a cookie?" Rhett asked offering the bag of cookies Faina had handed to him a minute ago to Lena.
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Time: 2036-2037
Location: Quidditch Stands
Looking: Ready for Adventure
Hello, then, Rhett
Hm, adventurous and reckless,
And you like pranks and can't sit still
Yes, I know just where to place you
Gryffindor! {OoC: Open for Interaction}
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 4:16 am
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This is it, boys, this is war- what are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype
Save that for the black and white!
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked
But here they come again to jack my style! Dɾҽա-لҽղղą ♏ąɾցօ Ɛìժҽix
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￭ Adopted Halfblood ￭ First Year Gryffindor ￭ Reserved Seeker ￭spc
「 School Year 2037 」
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As much as Drew was aware that she won't be playing much for the next two years or so, she didn't mind and dressed up as if she was still needed. Because hey, it's still her team, and Drew was getting to feel of having some house pride here. Sporting her red hoodie over her yellow shirt that has the wolf design on it, Drew walked to the stands with ease until her green eyes spotted Merida and the Muffin Man. Duh, just kidding! She knew their names were Gabby and Theo, just that she found giving some quirky nicknames a fun game to do. "Hallo, Stanford and Ellis-Hall!" Drew greeted, trying to make her voice loud against the crowd's noise, "It won' hurt to sit along with you lot, right? And hey Theo, you got some goods. You're planning on makin' a business for it for some watchers or somethin'?" She added jokingly, though to be fair, Drew tasted one of Theo's biscuits back in the train once- so she'd be lying to say that it didn't taste good.
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xxxxx « Out.Of.Character » xxxxx
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Well, some nights I wish that this all would end...
'Cause I could use some friends for a change...
And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again!..
Some nights I always win, I always win...
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost!..
Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for, oh!..
What do I stand for? Most nights, I don't know...
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 8:15 pm
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♆Gгεεκ Hλlғϑϐlσσd♆Fιгsτ Ψελг Hυғғlερυғғ♆Theo was delighted when Gabby agreed that he could sit with her. He rather liked the redhead, and she seemed to like him as well, which was always nice. She commented on his cookies, causing a bright grin to spread over his face. "Thank you! I made them after classes yesterday!" He let her take a couple, noting she took one for each house, then he grabbed one of the Hufflepuff cookies for himself. When Gabby complimented Rose's recipe, he practically glowed in delight. She then asked about his sister, and he nodded happily. "That's right, Aine's my big sister!" He was really proud of her quidditch playing, even if she wasn't on the starting team. Suddenly, another girl walked over and sat with them, calling them by their surnames. What an odd thing to do... She asked if he had made a business about selling his snacks, and Theo nodded in response. "No, I don't want to charge people for yummy snacks, it makes me happy just sharing them! Speaking of, would you like to try one?" He offered the box out to Drew, hoping she'd take part. He really liked when people shared snacks with him, after all! Lᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Bᴀʙʏ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴜᴘ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɴ sᴏ ꜰᴀsᴛ
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇsᴛ
I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ, 'ᴛɪʟ I ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ I'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Nᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀɪʟ
I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ, 'ᴛɪʟ I ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ I'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Nᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀɪʟ
I'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs. I'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏΘн, σн, σн Ƭгψ Σvεгψτнιπɢ! |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 1:43 am
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