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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 1:04 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo walked into the Great Hall, ready for the feast. He had a great year, which had been very successful if he had to say so. He had done great in classes for his first year, since he applied himself and all. He seemed to be particularly well in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration. Those are the only classes he found natural. The others he had to work for, especially Potions and Astronomy, but he did well nonetheless.
Theo finally decided to sit down to join the festivities, finding a seat next to Leonette and whomever joined him and her. He looked to her, smiling. "Hello Leo, did you enjoy your first year?" he asked her, hoping she had a great year. Theo had made plenty of friends and acquaintances over the year and for just being thrown into the Wizarding World with no previous experience in it at all, he did extremely well making the switch.
Theo looked for Alexandria instinctively for a couple seconds as he awaited Leo's answer. Why: he did not know. It seemed like he just wanted to. He then turned back to Leo, hoping to get some kind of conversation in before the train ride home.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 6:35 pm
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♫ Pureblood ♫ Chaser ♫ Dating Cameron Rowley ♫
۩I love this гєς๏г๔ baby, but I can't see รҭгคเﻮђҭ anymore.۩ ۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
Elli walked slowly into the hall, her heels giving off a soft click click as she walked. She walked with her head held high and her eyes focused straight ahead. She wasn't going to let anyone think that losing, was bringing her down. She had done the best she could, she had to keep telling herself that. Otherwise she wouldn't make it through. She swept past Remy and David having their moment, and quickly took a seat by herself away from others. She wasn't in the mood to socialize, especially not with people who might blame her for the loss.
Elli ran a hand through curly hair and pushed her aviators onto her head and out of her eyes. She had done her best to look all that tonight. It made her feel better about herself and might distract everyone else from the factors that were bringing the prefect down.
OOC: ...
۩I can't гє๓є๓๒єг, but it's alright, I'm คใгเﻮђҭ.۩ ۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 6:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 6:57 pm
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ஒ Mudblood ஒ Orphan ஒ Single ஒ
But I know that, I was put here, to fight Vikings, in the cold war, with my arms out, in the front lines, singing, “Dare me. Dare me.”
Ruka Steffi Louisa Karin Theresia walked into the hall. What a mouthful that was. She honestly hated her parents for leaving her with that name sometimes. Well she hated her parents for a lot of things but that name was one of the things she hated. It was so much easier to just go by Steffi. Really she wasn't formal enough to have such a snobby sounding name. What had her parents been anyways? Royalty? God to have a name like that they must have been some duke or heir to the throne or something. She supposed she never would know though would she?
They'd left her. They'd left her at that ******** orphanage with nothing and no one, just a dumb a** mother ******** name that she hated just as much as she hated them. Ruka Steffi Louisa Karin Theresia... if she could, Steffi would erase every part of that name except Steffi. Even her last name. Whoever her parents were, she wanted nothing to do with them. They'd left her. They didn't deserve her. Not that they'd ever come back for her. Even if they thought they suddenly wanted her back, her dumb a** royalty or whatever parents would never want her back once they saw her. A missing eye, a mouth that could put a sailor to shame, and the attitude of a street rat. Definitely high class right?
She snorted at her own thoughts and flipped blonde hair over her shoulder as she took a grumpy sip of juice from her goblet. What had got her in such a bad mood? Well besides it being the end of the year and her having to leave the one place she had truly come to call home, (and yes she was aware she had an actual home now, she just wasn't used to that fact yet), besides that, she had also made the decision that she would have to go back to the orphanage this summer. There were still kids there that needed help. She had money of sorts, and could always get her hands on more, and those kids needed food too. She was going to make sure they got some kind of help even if she couldn't give them all a home. Going back to that hell hole though, even just for a visit, put her in the worst, most bitchy mood possible.
I hope they hurt you. I hope they scar you. I hope they heal you. You’ve got to weigh your wars make sure you’re not fighting for nothing
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 7:22 pm
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No adequate rationalization can be made for our solitude This evening, infant This evening, infant I have determined a justification For our mutual collaboration its difficult to stimulate your nervous system to condone hazardous conditions
I will now sprint to the outer perimeter with you So we can descend in adoration
Romulus walked into the Great Hall, looking rather happy... for Romy. He had a soft smile, his eyes bright with some sort of happiness. He sat alone, not sure who to talk to. Maybe a hello to his Captain? A goodbye to his sister? None of those sounded right. Oh, where was Anna? He really didn't have any friends, unfortunately. Why couldn't he just talk to people normally?!
{OoC: Feel free to talk to Romy!}
I’m on the Edge of Glory
Atop the precipice of apotheosis Suspended from verisimilitude I’m on the margin of eminence Dangling on a particular instance in time with you I’m on the fringe, the periphery, the verge, the extremity The uppermost threshold of a promontory I’m on the outer rim of distinction Coexisting dangerously close to a cliff
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 9:23 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 sighed as he sat down, his eyes straying over to the Hufflepuff table where he was certain that they were going to win the cup. Mentally, he was just tired. After his screaming match at Remy, he felt empty, drained. He wasn't angry at her, and for whatever reason, he just didn't feel like he cared. Not at the moment. Sighing again, he propped his chin into his arm and stared over at the Ravenclaw table, knowing he'd see a flash of red over there. His brother, one that seemed too morose, and now he knew why. He pressed his palms into his eyes, trying to reason things through. Okay, so his brother had a murderess for a mother, was tortured, and slowly came back to himself. Okay, good. He knew that much. The question was, what was he going to do with that information?
---------------------------------- Location: Gryffindor Table State: Tired OOC: ... ----------------------------------
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: Tue Dec 31, 2013 10:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 11:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 8:06 pm
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---------◖Can you feel the Magic◗ --------◢Can you hear the Love◣ -----◆Can you be the one for me?◆ ══════════════════════════════╝
Lukas stood up from the table. It seemed as though the Headmistress was out of the castle this final night of Hogwarts, and he, as Deputy Headmaster was to give the end of term speech, for the first and probably last time. Lukas was stepping down from his teaching post this year, turning his focus to the Hospital Wing, and with the stepping down from teaching he was also dropping his Deputy Headmaster title. It seemed Professor Steele would take up the title next year, causing the Slytherin Alumni to smile. "Well, once again we have reached the end of another year here at Hogwarts." he said to the crowded hall. "And I believe congratulations are in order. To our graduating students; we wish you the best and hope you can succeed in whatever it is you desire. To Hufflepuff House, we present the Quidditch and House cups this year." he began clapping as he smiled down at the table, waving a hand as the decoration turned to the yellow and black. "Now, without any more wasting time, let us enjoy these feast on our last night together for the year." He said and as these words spoke food appeared on all the tables. He took his seat.
╔═══════════════════════════ ◖Will I feel the Magic◗--------- ◢Will I hear the Love◣-------- ◆Can I be the one for you?◆-----
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 9:03 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 blinked as Jaslyn sat down. Well now. He was slightly worried that his housemates were going to harass her, but sighed. She probably knew that she might be as soon as she sat down in the lion's den, just like he would if he went over to the serpent's nest. He did have to give her credit, though. The sheer fact that she sat down here meant that she had more courage than people probably gave her credit for.
As she poked his side, he gave an involuntary giggle. Okay, so she found his ticklish spot. She wouldn't use that against him, right? However, her question made him pause, the giggle dying quickly on his lips. "I'm thinking, really. I found out about something that happened to my brother, and I'm trying to figure out what I should do about it. I doubt he'd let me do anything, probably afraid his mum would hurt me like she did him or something. But I can't not do something, you know? He's my older brother." He shook his head, thinking that maybe he was crazy, but, how else was this whole tragedy going to end if no one did anything?
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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: Wed Jan 01, 2014 9:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 9:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 10:25 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 9:33 am
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❈Well I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,❈ ❈She felt it everyday.❈ ❈And I couldn't help her,❈ ❈I just watched her make the same mistakes again.❈
What's wrong, what's wrong now?❈ Too many, too many problems.❈ Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.❈ She wants to go home, but nobody's home.❈ It's where she lies, broken inside.❈ With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.❈ Broken inside.❈
❈❈❈Remy smiled when David said she'd be fine, knowing the boy to be honestly concerned about her. He replied to her question of what was bothering him with "Oh nothing," which bothered her even more. Something was upsetting him! After that, however, he continued. Something he wanted to tell her? At David's confession, Remy felt tears brimming. When he pulled her into a hug, she gladly reciprocated, passing her emotions to the younger boy. "David, I've thought of you as a little brother for a while now, and I'm glad you think of me in the same light. I will continue to believe in you, trust me, because I'm proud of you, David. Of how far you've come and how far you can go." She smiled softly after she was released, then rested a hand on the boy's shoulder. "How about this. I'm probably not going to be insanely busy this next year, so I'll try to be in Hogsmeade for all the visit days, both for you and Rufus.... since... you know..." She pulled her hand away, then lay it in her lap with the other, blushing a bit. "We'll be in touch. I have an owl, so we can always be penpals. Plus, I'll probably end up working at a random shop on Diagon Alley... if my first plan falls through, anyway." She gave an awkward sort of giggle, then blushed, remembering that she hadn't actually told anyone the plans. Well.... if anyone would support her, it was him. Hopefully he wouldn't ask and she could just go back to her wishful thinking. Then again.... maybe she secretly wanted him to ask? ❈Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.❈ ❈You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.❈ ❈Be strong, be strong now.❈ ❈Too many, too many problems.❈ ❈Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.❈ ❈She wants to go home, but nobody's home.❈ ❈It's where she lies, broken inside.❈ ❈With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.❈ ❈Broken inside.❈
❈Her feelings she hides. ❈Her dreams she can't find. ❈She's losing her mind. ❈She's fallen behind. ❈She can't find her place. ❈She's losing her faith. ❈She's fallen from grace. ❈She's all over the place. ❈Yeah,oh
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