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 Posted: Tue May 17, 2016 11:30 am
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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Reserve Keeper - Pureblood
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Oliver, who was munching from a bag of fizzing whizbees, made his way to the stands to watch the first quidditch game of the year. It would’ve been a whole lot cooler if he was actually able to play in it. Maybe Caty would get unlucky and get knocked out? Then he’d get to play! Though the boy doubted the keeper was targeted by beaters very much. In fact, keepers barely even got any action during the game – unless the chasers on their team sucked. Being a keeper was so boring, plus he wasn’t particularly good at it. Ollie figured Vander needed someone to be the reserve to take over in case Caty couldn’t make it to the game. Next year, maybe a newbie would take over his reserve position and he could make the team as a chaser reserve, at the very least.
Speaking of chaser reserves, Oliver spotted Raymond sitting up high. He was also dressed in his quidditch attire, just like Ollie except he had a much better chance of being needed in the game. The blond decided to make his way towards the third year. Although they weren’t exactly friends, they weren’t strangers. It wouldn’t be weird, would it? “Sup, Ray?” he greeted as he approached the older student. “Want some candy?” Assuming it’d be okay to sit with him, Oliver plopped onto the bench. At least this way, he’d have someone to watch the game with.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2016 7:19 am
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2016 12:49 pm
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2016 3:46 pm
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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Reserve Keeper - Pureblood
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Raymond didn’t react oddly to Oliver calling him Ray, which meant it worked! He seemed cool enough to the older boy to call him by a nickname. Score! If he wanted to be popular, he’d have to get the older years to like him. That was just a known, unspoken rule. Being popular amongst his own year was also a way to get popular but only within that group. And let’s face it, the older kids didn’t care about firsties. No fourteen or fifteen year old would think he was cool if he was only deemed that among eleven year olds. Brown eyes glanced towards the pitch as the game started. I hope a certain someone gets knocked out, he thought but stopped himself from saying it. After all, he wasn’t stupid. Not only was Caty part of the team, but she was also in the same year as Raymond, meaning they were probably friends. Wishing for her to get injured just to serve Oliver’s selfish needs wasn’t going to keep him well liked.
Oliver stuck out the bag of fizzing whizbees when Raymond agreed to have some. The blond knew not to suck on them – a lesson he’d learned long ago while at school. He had brought some of the candy to share with his friends and one of them began floating (and freaking the freak out because he was a muggle). After the group of boys discovered what he did to float, the whole gang began sucking on the candy. Soon enough, the principal had to have a talk with Oliver about bringing wizarding world goods to school. Luckily, he was able to convince the principal he hadn’t any idea that would happen and promised never to bring anything to school again. Otherwise, his parents would’ve been called, and if his father found out what had happened... Oliver shuddered at the thought. “So far, the year has been pretty incredible. Some classes are boring, but most aren’t. And the castle is so cool! I’m still discovering passages and secrets about it – I had no idea there were so many!” The blond lit up in excitement just thinking about it. There were paintings and ghosts and staircases that moved whenever they felt like it, changing your location without warning. “What are some interesting things to check out?” he asked Raymond curiously, wanting to explore every little bit of this school.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2016 7:39 pm
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2016 7:24 am
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 10:34 am
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 ├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ├───═▇═─┤
๓คtเl๔ค ς๏llเภร
ђยŦŦlєקยŦŦ ŦเŦtђ אєคг
├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ ├───═▇═─┤
We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my arse!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up
Matilda wasn't a big quidditch fan, but she'd been to several of the games with Gryffindor, since she'd decided she had feelings for Joel. Now that she was his girlfriend, she decided it would be good to come to his games. She seated herself in the cheering section for Gryffindor, her Hufflepuff bow and scarf standing out among the sea of red and gold. But she didn't care, because she was there to cheer on her boyfriend.
We live like rock stars, dance on every bar
This is who we are, I don't think we'll ever change
They say "just grow up", but they don't know us
We don't give a -, and we're never gonna change
๏ยt ๏Ŧ ςђคгคςtєг
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 2:14 pm
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   Selina Grey xxxxxxxxxxxxx Fianna Grey xxxxxxxxxxxxx Hannah Grey Ravenclaw Sixth Year xxxxxxxxxxxx Gryffindor Second Year xxxxxxxxxxxx Hufflepuff Fourth Year Eagles v. Lions match Being the first game of Gryffindor's season, Fianna was excited to be there, even if she were only a Reserve, and likely not to be put in the game. Still, she was dressed in her red Quidditch robes, and her broomstick slung over her shoulder, determined that if the call came down, she could be on her mount and seeking the Snitch in a trice. Fianna was walking slightly ahead of her older sister and cousin, whom were there to watch the game. Hannah was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, with a bright red and gold scarf wrapped around her neck to show she was supporting the Lions, even if only for the day. She was carrying the big stadium blanket the three of them would share up in the stands, While her cousin was carrying the rest of their stuff. The Fourth Year was glad of a chance to get outside, away from her pile of homework, and enjoy the cool autumn air. Selina was carrying a Thermos full of hot chocolate, and a bag of blueberry scones fresh from the kitchens. She was dressed in a short blue plaid skirt and a black sweater, with a dress shirt and Ravenclaw tie, though she added a Gryffindor scarf to support Fianna, as she couldn't not support her young cousin, even though one of her dear friends was Captain of the Ravenclaw team. As the girls arrived the bleachers, they started looking about for anyone to share seats with. OOC: Open for Interaction OOC: |
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2016 1:52 pm
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2016 2:06 pm
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2016 2:21 am
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 7:49 pm
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 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  ⥀Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƒιяѕт Ƴєαя⥀
⥁Rανєηcℓαω Ƒιяѕт Ƴєαя⥁ Colton led his brother to the top of the Quidditch stands, excited to watch a game. It was Gryffindor and Slytherin, so apparently it was set up to be a great game. Connor had brought his brailler and was quietly taking notes over the sport, using all the tidbits Colton provided as to what could possibly be going on. "So they threw up the red ball, the Quaffle, and then one of the Gryffindor guys and a Slytherin gal battled to see who would get it first. Mmh. That's the tossup! Then a Gryffindor took the ball, so it's in their favor. And the Seekers are gunning for the Snitch, so we've got them to focus on too!" Colton was excitedly cheering with his house, leaving his brother to type frantically, trying to follow along. Hᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴡᴇ ɢᴏ, ᴀs ᴡᴇ ʀᴏʟʟ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴜɴғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ
Aɴᴅ ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀᴠᴇ ɪs sᴛʀɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴜs ᴀʟᴏɴɢ
Sᴇᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ɪᴛ'ʟʟ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘᴀʏ ɴᴏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴs, ᴛʜᴇʏ ғɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ғᴇᴀʀ
Tʜᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ—ɪᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴅʀᴀɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ʟᴏsᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ
Jυѕт кησω уσυ'яє ησт αℓσηє, 'Ƈαυѕє ǀ'м gσηηα мαкє тнιѕ ρℓαcє уσυя нσмє
{OoC: Open for Interaction!}
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 8:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 3:11 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 6:26 am
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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝ Iναя Tøявנø̈яи Eяıκššøи ❞ ➸
✪ Fıяšт Yeαя Hυffłeρυff ✪ Rešeяνe Beαтeя ✪ Mυggłeвøяи ✪space
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"I'd die for you," that's easy to say, we have a list of people that we would take
A bullet for them, a bullet for you, a bullet for everybody in this room
But I don't seem to see many bullets coming through, see many bullets coming through
Metaphorically, I'm the man but literally, I don't know what I'd do
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Ivar was just here to just chill and enjoy, while being well aware that he only finished seventy-five percent of his homework. Come on, that percent was kind of large already and he did alot of effort, it wasn't like he was in a slump. Besides, he wasn't exactly like his brother who probably stick his face with a book, but then he didn't exactly talk about his school-life to begin with. Every time Ivar tried to ask about his school life, his brother would shrug and say it was very uneventful. Meanwhile, when asking Austmar, he would brag about how hot s**t he was in Dueling, not to mention how he was into charming girls... Probably something Ivar didn't want to know.
Anyway, he had his popcorn and he Color-Charmed his Hufflepuff Scarf into the colors of House Slytherin, because his friend Rey was there. Slytherin fight to win. He spotted the Overton Twins and decided to sit with them with a grin, "Hey, Connor and Colton, right? How'd you do?"
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"I'd live for you, " and that's hard to do
Even harder to say when you know it's not true
Even harder to write when you know that tonight
There were people back home who tried talking to you
But then you ignored them still, all these questions they're for real
Like, "Who would you live for? Who would you die for? And would you ever kill?"
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< Oυт.Of.Cħαяα¢тeя >
out of character
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