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 Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 3:27 am
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 11:21 am
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do
The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it
Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞
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Anna was grateful for such kind friends right now. Xavier offered a handkerchief, which she carefully took and used to dry the last few tears from her eyes. And Romy pulled her into a hug, which Anna was a little wary about, but allowed for the time being. His words were comforting to her. Yes, Tobi would be okay in the end, but just the thought of her friend hurting... She pushed those thoughts away as Romy released her. Though, his hand remained on her shoulder, for support, she figured. The twelve year old watched the players exit the field, and as random students began to leave, she looked between her two friends before wrapping an arm around each of them and giving them a light squeeze around the middle. "You guys... Thanks. A lot. He'll be okay after the healers get a hold of him, but... I just worry, okay?" Annabeth smiled at the two of them. She wondered if Bradley would accept a goodbye from her before she left. Doubtful, with how cranky he was all the time. She glanced back at him, a silent goodbye. "So, I'll see you guys later, right? Xavier, class tomorrow? Romy, newspaper club?" She smiled, and detached herself from the boys' sides. Hurrying out of the stands, Anna headed for the Hospital Wing to check on Tobi. She had completely forgotten about the borrowed coat around her shoulders and the handkerchief balled up in her fist.
~Turning the Page: {Exit to Elsewhere}
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❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow
We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night
You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead
If you give me one chance to take your hand
I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 12:38 pm
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  ✑Gryffindor✑Third Year✑Reserve Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door—
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more."
Romy nodded at the mention of the news, then sent a grin at the girl. "Alright Annabeth. See you later." Blue eyes sparkled behind arced glass, wide eyes seeming wider. Once Anna had gone, the boy looked for his sister, but it seemed she had walked off with the crowd. Romy next glanced between Bradley and Xavier, before nodding once and heading out. The boy sent a glance at Cersei, then blushed, remembering the summer. Head down, the boy climbed down the steps, away from the crowd. {Be that Word our Sign in Parting} Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—Nevermore! |
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 8:41 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 4:07 pm
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Take a look at those red lights, green lights, blowin' my mind
I'll show you somethin' if you show me a good time
Wait a minute girl, can you show me to the party?
Wait a minute girl, can you show me to the party?
I'll let you in through the backdoor
I'll let you in through the backdoor, baby
I'll let you in through the backdoor, I'll let you in
𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke  Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥
A small smile had highlighted the veela’s lips throughout most of the game, not but ten minutes in, she’d already drifted off to a little island of paradise in the middle of her imagination, somewhere lost between the now and in between. It wasn’t until Remy’s sudden movement had jostled her from her thoughts and Romy on his feet the next instance. She stood too, alert, and curious; Cersei hardly understood the game as it was, and barely busied herself trying to keep up with the game when she was bored enough to, and now… She had no clue what just happened.
She slithered her way through the crowd, snaking in between bodies as she stood on her tippiest toe to try and find where Remy had gotten off too. Looking over her shoulder, she could already barely see the spot she’d left, where Romy, Darius, and the lot of them began to shoulder their way through the crowd. Wait, what?! She blinked as, left and right, bodies everywhere began to stand and shoulder their way out of the stands. Cheers for Ravenclaw had sent her mind spinning as she fought the flow of traffic to finally find her girlfriend in the shadow at the edge of the world, slipping fingers on the railing. ”Rem, c’mon,” and soon enough, her long, lithe fingers weaved around the quidditch captains waist. ”There’s nothing you can do to help her from all the way up here, we should go.”
//Exit to: Any Suggestions? //♫ My voice---♪Half Witch-Half Veela------ ♫ Quidditch Stands----------♪ lingering with Remy,--------------♬ ♪ ♫ ♪
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 4:30 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 5:20 pm
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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men, with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines!
- Chaplin
The best prophet of the future is the past
-Lord Byron
It is not what you find, it is what you find out.
-David Thoma Hershel ran up into the stands with Pod loyally at his side, finding seats for the both of them. The two teams were slowly setting up for the game and as much as the sportsmanship was evident in every member, it was clear in all their eyes that none of them would go down without a fight. If Hershel was right, both of these teams had won their previous games by a mile. Hershel had not managed to make the last two games due to a lack of time and forethought the first time and a lack of interest the second. However now Slytherin was again playing and he and Pod would have the chance to cheer them on - mainly Edajin.
Hershel had been so pleased to hear that Pod and Edajin had talked in a few of their classes. Pod had not been sure whether to refer to the slow relationship they were making as anything close to friendship, but it was clear the younger boy was pleased to finally be making some semblance of a friend.
Hershel and Konar took seats quickly, hoping they would prove to be a good spot to watch the game from, and tried to catch Edajin's eye with enthusiastic waves. It was mostly Hershel waving, but very eagerly. second year - slytherin
historical - enthusiast
unwilling - heir▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ |
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 5:24 pm
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 Konar Delash  first year - gryffindor
Hershel Asdrian's - serving boy╔══════════════════╗Pod hurried quickly after Master Hershel's heels, spotting a suitable seat for the two of them quickly with sharp eyes. Just as quickly, he was the first to spot the boy whom they were attending the game for in the small mass of Ravenclaws and Slytherins preparing themselves on the field.
Pod could not help but crack a small smile at seeing him there as well as Hershel's excitement. The older boy had been quite upset over missing their acquaintance's previous game and Pod knew he was eager for a second chance to show support for his new friend.
After a bit of waving from the both of them, Pod turned to Hersh and whispered into his ear to be heard over the loud House support surrounding them, "Do you know Edajin's position on the team, Master Hershel?" he asked, realizing it was quite important information.
╚══════════════════╝Promise you I'm never givin' up, never givin' up. I won't give in.
Can you wait for the summer again? Can you hold out for summer again?
Can you ever be home again...
My old house, my childhood's tomb
A candle burns in your old room, before it goes out I swear I will find you.   |
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 7:49 pm
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☩I'm always ṡ¢яεαмιиģ my lungs out 'til my head starts รקเภภเภﻮ☩
☩Won't keep my νøι¢ε down☩
☩Know the words I รקєคк are the τнøυģнτṡ I think out ใ๏ย๔☩
×××××Jaslyn walked into the stands decked out from head to toe in Ravenclaw colours. She knew she was a Slytherin, and was even a reserve on the Slytherin team, but she doubted Belle would be knocked out and she was going to support her Chance no matter what. She pranced along, heading right past her housemate Hershel, and took a seat near the front of the stands. Quickly she tugged the scarf around her neck tighter, shivering in the cold snow, and wishing Chance could be near her keeping her warm while she cheered him on from the stands, but knowing how impossible that was and sounded. She sighed and looked out over the pitch, once she spotted the familiar red hair, even through the falling flakes she waved at him. "Go Chance! Woo! Play you're hardest! I believe in you!" She cheered loudly, wondering if he'd be able to hear her individual voice from so far away, and hoping he would. She wanted him to know she was there supporting him.
OOC...
☩Let's leave no words ยภรק๏кєภ, and save яεģяετṡ for the вяøќεи.☩
☩Will you even look ๒คςк when you think of мε?☩
☩I know to keep my hopes up ђเﻮђ, and my head down ℓøω.☩ |
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:13 pm
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❝And all the roads we have to walk are winding; And all the lights that lead us there are blinding❞
❝There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how❞
❝Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me; And after all, you're my wonderwall❞
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Hᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ Sᴛᴇᴠɪᴀ Hᴀᴡᴛʜᴏʀɴ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬ Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ ▬▬▬ Hᴜғғʟᴇᴘᴜғғ ▬▬▬ Hᴀʟғʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ▬▬▬
▬▬▬ Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ▬▬▬ Qᴜɪᴅᴅɪᴛᴄʜ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ▬▬▬
▬▬▬ Jᴜsᴛ Mᴇ Aɴᴅ Mʏ Lᴏᴠᴇ ▬▬▬
❝Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now❞
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Hᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ pulled her coat around her body, chilled by the falling snow. No matter how much homework she had, she would not miss this game. It was a Ravenclaw game, after all. She needed to cheer her boyfriend on. With him being the Vice Captain and all, she didn't doubt his performance in the game today, but she did worry about his health with the falling snow. What if he caught a cold? That would be horrible! But, she would just take care of him if that happened. Yeah. Blankets and fires and hot soup. Heather took her seat, calling out at the top of her lungs, "Come on, Chase! Go, Ravenclaw! He had her full support? You know it.
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❝Backbeat, the word was on the street that the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now❞ |
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 3:40 pm
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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 quickly changed into his quidditch uniform and jogged down to the stands before the rest of his teammates could leave the change rooms. Although he got here early, he didn't have to walk with Elli near him. The two still hadn't spoken since she dumped Cam even though he really wanted to. He just didn't know what to say. Plus, he was still mad at the fact that she couldn't get him on the team. Maybe they would have won their last match if he played that game. He could have taken out the Hufflepuff's seeker, which was something Keith and Iris failed to do. Well, it didn't matter because this time, he was playing the game instead of Iris.
Armour Class: +15
Modifiers: (hitting bludger +5)
Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
Total Roll:
Targets Hit:
People Hit:
Hit Bludger: 4+ without Modifier
Block Bludger: 16+
Lives: [1] [2] [3] [4]
((OOC: Edited and exit to the Pitch.))
As long as you love me, we could be starving,
we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.
Format by XxXDevil-Chan |
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 3:41 pm
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☾ ☆ ★ ☆ ☽Shayna Aileen Snow☾ ☆ ★ ☆ ☽
I knew you were trouble when you walked in,
So shame on me now,
Flew me to places I've never been,
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground.
I am Twelve years old, a Second Year Reserve Seeker and a Ravenclaw student. I am a half-blood standing with No one in the Quidditch A stands and wondering Ah! I'm so excited that i'm shaking!!!.
The brunette happily carried her broom with her into the stands. It was Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor and she was excited as ever. She didn't want to just win, she wanted to have everyone happy again. But if David was called to the field as well as she, then things would be different. She looked down at her uniform. Her mom had bought it for her about two months ago, but it had arrived too late for the match against Slytherin. She also happily looked at the Firebird II her mother had also had sent to her. She was very, very happy about that one. She felt really loved, but it was basically a 'sorry that we are busy with your new brothers' present."I wonder if I will get to play today. Ah! I'm so nervous!"She said excitedly to herself. If Shina didn't show up, then Shayna was in the game. If Shina got hurt then Shayna was in the game. Either way if something went wrong, that's what it would be.
(O.o.C.)
I want to Scream and Shout,
And Dance the Night out.
And Scream and Shout,
And Go All Out
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:29 pm
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