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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:36 am
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 Romy was more than happy just looking into those hypnotic blue eyes before him, but Anna broke him from his thoughts when she thanked him. He had to think a moment to discover why he was being thanked, but when she sat, he discovered why. When she said she hadn't seen the girl he'd described, he blinked. Had he described her wrong? Impossible. He'd stared at her enough times to be perfectly accurate... not that he'd admit it... "Au contraire, my dear Anna. The girl is here. Right here, in fact. For such a beauty has graced my seat!" He blinked, then blushed. Where the hell had he picked that up? Hopefully it sounded romantic and not totally stupid. Lucky for him, Anna changed the topic. A big violin? He snickered, then carefully opened the case, showing his prized cello. "Yes I am going to preform, but I was waiting for you. And this is my cello. It's in the same family as the violin, viola, and bass. Remy plays the violin, and I play cello, though I'm looking to learn to play the bass, which is the largest of the instruments." There it was. Awkward romantic had been replaced by his usual know-it-all self. Now to actually play something. He kissed Anna's nose again, then walked on stage, cello and bow in hand. "Hi... everyone. I'm... um... going to, uh, play... this... and... um... stop talking, I guess, 'cause I'm not really sure... um... what I'm saying... so...." His cheeks blushed a bit, making his dark eyes sparkle. He lifted his bow and began to play his cello and sing along to the song. When he was finished, he gave a deep bow, then carried his cello off-stage. Shaky hands began putting the instrument away, then peeked up at Anna, his blush darkening. Hopefully she knew he sang for her. She seemed really self-conscious lately, so he'd wanted to make her feel better and tell her he loved her just the way she was. For, in Romy's eyes, Anna was perfect. {OoC: Sorry there's two separate videos. It was hard enough just finding the cello cover, but I also wanted him to sing! O3O} 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: Thu Nov 21, 2013 5:49 pm
  ((OOC: outfit in picture))  Ariana smiled when Nessa announced that her song was a happy one about new beginnings and the friendship that always arises from the members of the music club. At least not everybody was performing sad pieces. The redhead clapped when the girl finished, then Romy appeared on stage with a cello. Curiosity shined in her eyes, but when he started singing, the girl was mesmerized. She loved that song and wished that it could have been written about her. Ariana applauded for Romy, and after several years of knowing the kid, the redhead was amazed to see the shy boy perform something so sweet. No one else jumped on stage, so the redhead stood from her seat and asked the students in the room, "Would anyone like to go next? We only have a bit of time left before the meeting is over." They definitely had time for one more performance.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 2:47 am
  ✮Sixth Year✭Werewolf✮Ravenclaw✭Chaser✮Prefect✭ Rufus came to the club, He was not a member he was not really a member of the Club but Remy wanted him to come today. He smiled a bit nervelessly at a few others. {OoC:}
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 1:55 pm
  XHeather Stevia Hawthorn
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X🌹 Seventh Year 🌹 Hufflepuff 🌹 Beater 🌹 Captain 🌹 I had the best day with you today. Terren Cole HawthornX
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🍂 Second Year 🍂 Hufflepuff 🍂 Reserve Seeker 🍂X I don't know why all the trees change in the fall. I know you're not scared of anything at all.
Don't know if Snow White's house is near or far away, but I know I had the best day with you today. "I think we're ready to perform, Ari." said a voice. Heather and Terren entered the music room, obviously late, but with good reason. Terren had been practicing and lost track of time, so Heather had to hunt him down. After locating the boy, the two of them hurried along as fast as they could to the music room, hoping to have some time to perform. And here they were, ready to go. Heather took her place at the piano, her brother sitting beside her, facing the opposite direction with his trumpet in hand. "Ready Terren?" the blonde asked. "Ready!" he exclaimed, giving his sister a thumbs up. Heather nodded before turning her head to face their audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, may I present the Music Club debut of mister Terren Cole Hawthorn, who will accompany me in this next song." With that said, she turned back to the piano, placing her hands in the starting position. Terren did the same, only with his trumpet. Heather began the song, her fingers dancing over the ivory keys with speed and grace, her voice joining in as well. When it came to Terren's part, he played perfectly in time. All of his practice had really payed off, and he was proud of his first performance in Music Club, even if he had such a small part to play in the song. With more practice, he would perform his very own solo one day! As the song came to an end, the pair stood up, grasping each others hand, and took a bow before walking over to take a seat and wait for the finale. It was always grand, after all. Terren looked to his sister. "We did good, yeah?" Heather nodded and ruffled her brother's hair. "Yeah, Ter. We did good."{ooc: vocals and instrumental} Now I know why all the trees change in the fall. I know you were on my side, even when I was wrong.
And I love you for giving me your eyes... Staying back and watching me shine... And I didn't know if you knew, so I'm taking this chance to say
That I had the best day with you today.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 4:58 pm
 Never win first φɬɐȼȩ
I don't support the τэӑϻ
I can't take ɖɩяɇҁҭῑσὴ
and my socks are ȵεѵȅɍ clean Everyday I fight a war against the mirror
I can't take the person starin' back at me
I'm a Ӈӑʑᾀȓδ Ϯɸ Ӎɣϛҽɭʄ Remy clapped for each performer, smiling brightly. After Romy, she was going to close the club for the week, but Heather and Terren bolted in. The werewolf couldn't help but grin, cheering for the two. She walked to the stage, grinning happily. "Hi everyone! I'm Remy Bleiddiaid, the other captain of Music Club, and since I've never actually done the closing out of the club, I figured I'd do this before Ariana claimed her spotlight." She snickered, grinning at her co-captain. Gold eyes were bright as she continued her speech. "Now, without further ado, I will sing the final song of Music Club, which I am dedicating to the most wonderful boyfriend a girl could ask for." She smiled at Rufus, a soft blush touching her cheeks. She began singing, her gold eyes showing a layer of tears. When she was finished, she wiped a few tears away, smiling. "Thank you all for coming today! I hope to see you next time! If you have any questions, both myself and Ariana will be here for a little while. Other than that, Toodle-oo!" She hopped off the stage and to her boyfriend, who she hugged tight. Don't let me get me
I'm my own ϣѳɹʂț еȵɘϻӱ
Đόɳ'τ ʍαɴπӓ ϐѯ my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else Teachers ʛяɑɗəȡ me
My parents ҕᾅҭӭɖ me
I was always in a ϝῗɠђҭ
cuz I can't do ήӫȶӈȉᾐ' right
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 9:13 pm
  💙 We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts:
💙 I'm standing there… in the Quidditch stands in autumn air. See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.
💙 See you make your way through the crowd and say, "Hello." Little did I know...
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Annabeth blinked at Romy. So, it wasn't a violin. It was a cello. And the bass was the... big one, right? So the viola must be the smallest. Yeah, that seemed right. Maybe she could learn how to play one? Maybe Romy would teach her one day... 'That'd be nice.' she thought, smiling. Suddenly, Romy kissed her nose, causing her to flinch and squint her eyes shut. The girl blinked up at him as he left her, heading for the stage with his cello, a faint blush tinting her cheeks. 'Why does he do that? Doesn't he know that it messes me up in the head?' Her thoughts were interrupted as music filled the air. It was Romy and his cello, and it was beautiful. He started singing too. She didn't know he could sing. It was something he had never told her, like his talent on the cello. As she listened to the lyrics, Anna's blush slowly became redder and redder. Nervously, she reached up to twirl a lock of hair around her finger, her eyes locked on the adorable boy with the giant violin. Was he... blushing too? As the song ended, Anna clapped with all of her might, smiling widely. She was so proud of him, for he was brilliant. As he returned, putting away his cello, she sat back down, straightening her skirt and blushing more and more. She had to face him now, and ask him. "Was that... about me? B-Because if it was, then... that was the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me. Well, sang to me, but no one's ever sang to me, so I just went with said because... yeah..." Anna gazed into the boy's eyes, awaiting some sort of an answer or response. It truly was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her. Her heart fluttered every time she replayed the scene in her head. That had to mean something, right?
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That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles, but my head is saying , "Stay away, Juliet." 💙
And I was crying on the staircase, begging you, "Please don't go." And I said... 💙
💙 Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run. 💙
💙 You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes." 💙
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 5:49 pm
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 Romy avoided eye contact with Anna, knowing he'd lose every bit of nerve he'd steeled up. Instead, he found every excuse to stay crouched on the ground with his cello. He carefully cleaned the entire thing, tightened the strings, loosened them again, cleaned it a bit more, wiped the bow and made sure it was perfectly in place. After he had absolutely nothing left to do, he stood, facing Anna. "Ogod. She's going to say she hated it! WhatdoIdo?!? I never should have... wait what?" He blushed a bit, looking at Anna. "Umm... Well... Yea, it's about you... And.. um... it's all true... Every word of it." He looked away, blushing a bit darker. He... He couldn't believe it! He had another thing to say, but... but he really didn't know how she'd respond. "Anna... Do you... maybe wanna... goonadatewithmeonthetwentyeighthofnovember?"{OoC:} 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 Nov 26, 2013 8:03 pm
💙 We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts:
💙 I'm standing there… in the Quidditch stands in autumn air. See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.
💙 See you make your way through the crowd and say, "Hello." Little did I know...
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Anna watched him silently. He was cleaning and fidgeting with his cello, avoiding her gaze. Had she said something wrong? Maybe she phrased her compliment in a weird way, or something... The girl slumped her shoulders, looking defeated, until Romy finally stood up. She looked up at him, eyes wide, filled with confusion and hurt. His cheeks were red. Was he blushing again? But why? She had done something wrong, hadn't she?... No? He told her that his song really was about her, and that it was all true. So... he really thought she was all of those things? Pretty, amazing, beautiful.... perfect? Now she was red in the face, returning her gaze to the floor. 'He... He's too good to me.' Then, he spoke up again, his words mushed together in a single strand. Anna looked up at him, a smile slowly spreading across her lips. Had he just... He did! The girl jumped out of her seat and practically attacked Romy. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly as she jumped in place. "Yes! Oh, yesyesyesyesyesyes! I'd love to!" She was holding in a fit of squeals. Jeez, she was such a girl sometimes. Well, when it came to Romy, it was unavoidable.
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That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles, but my head is saying , "Stay away, Juliet." 💙
And I was crying on the staircase, begging you, "Please don't go." And I said... 💙
💙 Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run. 💙
💙 You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes." 💙
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2013 9:58 pm
((OOC: outfit in picture)) Ariana's eyes followed to where the voice came from. Her eyes landed on the Hawthorn siblings. "Perfect!" she exclaimed happily. When Heather and Terren began to perform, the redhead dropped her jaw. The blonde always managed to surprise her with some sort of performance. Ariana clapped for them and was about to announce the ending of the first meeting of the year, but Remy took the stage. I suppose we have time for one more, the prefect thought, giving her fellow co head of the club a look to tell her to close off the club once she finished. A loud chuckle escaped the redhead's lips when the brunette mentioned her spotlight. The song she began to sing sounded beautiful coming from her. Upon finishing the performance, Ariana clapped. With Remy's last words, the first music club meeting ended. TIME SKIPAriana walked into the music club and immediately sat down at the piano on the stage. Since the meetings have been going on weekly for the past half a year, the chairs were already placed around the room, and she didn't have to get anything ready for the members. Fingers glided over the keys in boredom as the prefect waited for everyone to arrive.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 7:24 pm
 "The violin plays a soft melody,
as my mind starts to feel ease.
Let the music wash over my soul,
make my mind pure and whole.
Let me be renewed." Victor yawned, as he trudged through the door to the music club, it was time for the meeting again, but for some reason...he just didn't have the energy. His eyes were rubbed raw, his hair frazzled and he quite frankly looked like crap. The Frenchman also felt like crap.
Nodding towards Ariana's direction, he took a seat near the back, he...probably wasn't going to be able to play this time, but he could still listen.
Glancing at the chair he got up and began to cast the charm he had learned, watching the red bubbles clean the area around the chair. He rubbed his eyes a bit more and finally sat down, pleased with the lack of germs. The germs he could feel start to crawl on him...he resisted the urge to scratch or clean them though. His arms covered up by his cloak and unseen by the world were already rubbed raw enough as it was.
Victor yawned once more as he settled down for the club. I feel tired you know?
My inner thoughts are, "No germs...none. go...go away..."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud second year
My puppeteer says "..." Out of character.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 7:52 pm
 I'll be your soldier, fighting every second of the day for your dreams.
So don't stress, don't cry, we don't need no wings to fly.Cameron led Elli into the music room, holding her hand. Although he tried to play himself off as calm, the brunette could probably tell just how nervous he felt due to how clammy the palm of his hand was. The sixth year didn't tell his girlfriend why he had brought her here, and he hadn't mentioned this particular meeting until last night when he told Elli he had a surprise for her today. Luckily, the fifth year wasn't busy; otherwise, he would have to reschedule for another time. As long as you love me, we could be starving,
we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.((OOC: outfit in right picture))
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 10:33 pm
  Music makes the people come together
Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel. -----♫♩♬♪♫♪-----
Location: Music Club
Thinking: Huh, two people not feeling good, wonder if that means everyone's coming down with something...
OOC: ...
-----♫♩♬♪♫♪----
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 11:09 pm
i m p r e s s s u r p r i s e b e d a z z l e m e - - -
m u s i c | r o o m ✖
d e l a n d r e d h e a d ✖
t h e u s u a l ✖
h m m m . . . ✖
s i n g l e ✖
The chipper blonde sort of bounced into the music room, looking forward to the performances again. After all, he did have some nice memories in this place, aside from just the lovely music. Spotting a head of pink hair, Del looked curiously before going to join the familiar pink-locked boy and another redhead with him.
As he got nearer, his expression turned into a slight frown. "Morning," the Norwegian greeted, glancing from the redhead to the pinkette. Taking a seat next to Victor, Del held his hand up to the older boy's forehead, not looking too happy about the other's state. He honestly wasn't looking very well. "Are you feeling sick?" the youngest asked, frowning as he held up the other hand to his forehead, comparing the temperatures. Turning to the elder redhead- - - with, oh, a collar. How deviant of him- - - he didn't really know, Del did the same, placing a hand on his forehead and another on his own. "You don't feel so well," he remarked, taking back his hands. Peaky.
Looking at the both of them, the blonde returned to his seat, folding his legs up on the seat and looking at the two skeptically, almost comically in his appearance. "Are you two alright?" he asked. "Oh," he realized, giving a bright smile. "I'm Del, by the way. I'm sorry for the touchiness."
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 11:21 pm
"The violin plays a soft melody,
as my mind starts to feel ease.
Let the music wash over my soul,
make my mind pure and whole.
Let me be renewed." Victor looked around blearily, the sharp light from the room hitting his eyes with full force, he was a bit dazed...not to mention he was in slight pain from the scratching of his arms. With the dreaded bacteria...and...ugh...was someone speaking to him? Victor looked up and noticed a familiar looking head of red hair, "...Nnn...I'm...no...no violin." The Hufflepuff was just so tired...he tried to sleep the other night...but couldn't. The thought of germs in his bed scared him, so he kept using the charm on the sheets. For some reason he felt himself just slipping, the sensation scared him, but he was too tired and...off to do anything about it, "Just...Here for...showing up."
The Frenchman heard another voice, and if he could smile, he would, he looked to see Del and nodded, "M'fine...just a bit. Tired." He then struggled to smile, though it looked obviously weak, "Students got a strange sense of style....with...dog collars."
Feeling a tad light headed, Victor rested his head against Del's shoulder, he was still awake...and slightly alert, he just felt a bit...heavy.
Besides...Del made him feel all happy, so maybe the happiness will alleviate the pain he felt. He then twitched some as he urged the germs to go away and tried to resist scratching at them. I feel out of it you know?
My inner thoughts are, "...Such a nice feeling...so warm..."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud second year
My puppeteer says "..." Out of character.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 11:25 pm
❈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 walked into the Music Room, already on the verge of tears. She simply didn't want to believe this was her very last Music club meeting EVER. She held her violin case in her right hand, looking very much like she would just drop it in a teary breakdown. As much as she had been wishing for Graduation all her life, she just wanted it to slow down now. She wasn't ready, not yet. Everyone in her family had been asking what exactly each and every one of her plans was, including one asking when she was going to start having kids. None of this was real yet, at least not for her! It couldn't be! She sat in one of the chairs, gold eyes rimmed with pink. It didn't help her emotional crisis that the stupid Full Moon was just a few days away. Ugh. It was bad enough being a teenage girl, but to have every emotion amplified? No. This was beyond cruel. She should have just stayed in bed. {OoC: Yay breakdowns! :3 I'll link her outfit as soon as it's done! OAO} ❈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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