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-Pm all profiles.
-Semi-literate at least.
-I require at least three sentences per post.
-Het, Yaoi, Yuri, whatever is encouraged. Especially Remus/Sirius! wink
-No stars for actions.
-Use []{}() or something similiar for OOC.
-Be nice.
-Keep it PG-13.
-Listen to me.
-Put First War as subject when pming profiles.
-Must include a roleplay sample with your profile. (This does not need to be the same as the character you're applying for.)
-THIS IS LONG TERM!
-Only five made-ups until we get all of the Marauders. (Yes that means Peter too, boys and girls.)

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**Doesn't need to be long, just needs to show that you can form a proper paragraph. [About five sentences should do it.]

Lily sighed softly as she jotted a couple of random notes down on a spare piece of parchment. She didn't really pay attention to the others jabbering on beside her as she concentrated. She wanted to be able to get her thoughts down before James or Sirius decided to speak up and banish them from her mind. As much as she loved James, he had the very annoying talent of making her forget important things. Before she could settle in for the rest of the ride, she knew that she had to get down each and every important thoughts. She scanned her mind for a moment, wanting so very much to make sure that she hadn't left anything out and, upon realizing she had finished, she let out a last quiet sigh, leaning back against the bench seat.

Lily neatly set away the spare parchment in a bag and glanced around to the others in the compartment, smiling lightly. They landed upon Remus, sitting by the window and staring blankly. He hadn't been himself lately and it worried Lily deep inside. "Remus?" She spoke up quietly. "Are you all right?"

The Dark Mark burned on his forearm, causing Regulus to grit his teeth. The burning sensation had been increasing during the past hour, a sign that Voldemort was calling a gathering of sorts. His eyes met those of his companions, and he instantly looked away. They were suspicious. Then again, they had reason to be. He had only just turned sixteen, yet he was a Death Eater, and quickly rising up in the ranks. This would be his last trainride on the Hogwarts Express; he was dropping out of school, to pursue his 'career'. He wouldn't miss Hogwarts much; most of the students were either half-blood, or muggle born.
Regulus was nervous. He didn't really like the idea of killing people, although his mother had convinced him it was necessary; Therefore, he had joined the Death Eaters, to help purify the wizarding race.
Therefore, he was sitting in the same compartment as his fellow Death Eaters, most of which disliked him. The Dark Mark burned again, and Regulus flinched.
It was going to be a long trainride.

[[I'm not quite sure. We know that he was quite young when he went to Azkaban. Want to assume that he is in the same year as the Marauders?]]

Remus met Sirius's eyes for a moment, then quickly looked away, out the window. He listened to James's conversation about pranking Snape, something he thought was quite immature. They were eighteen, at least most of them were. Some still had a few months yet.
Frowning, Remus sensed that Sirius had suddenly become tense, well more than he already was. He turned his head to glance at the young man, one eyebrow raised.
"Something bothering you?" he asked softly, his amber eyes searching Sirius's face.

Remus sighed, flushing slightly, while he fixed his hair. He had an annoyed expression on his face, but finally gave into Sirius's smile, one stretching across his own face. Whenever Sirius smiled, it seemed to be infectious, and Remus couldn't help but smile back. There was something wrong with Sirius, he knew that, but if his friend didn't want to talk about it, then he wouldn't push him to. He would tell him eventually, as Remus knew from past experience. The werewolf brushed his tawny colored hair back from his face, frowning.
"Somehow...I don't think this is the last we'll be seeing of Snape." he said darkly. But then he smiled again, almost shyly. Even after seven years he was still shy around his friends, Sirius in particular. There were so many things that Sirius and James still didn't know about him, and he was scared what would happen if they found out.

Regulus's eyebrows rose, only just managing to hide his slight surprise.
"The Longbottoms? I'd rather have a go at the Weasleys. Whole lot of them are blood traitors, not to mention they'd be easy targets, with all those damn children running around." he shook his head slightly. "Then again, the Longbottoms would be worth it. From what I've heard they're both fairly powerful, for blood traitors anyway." Regulus didn't quite meet Barty's eyes. Truthfully, he was a bit of afraid of the other young man. He seemed...insane. More insane than the rest of them at least.