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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 9:55 pm
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 2:22 pm
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My God, are we gonna be like our parents? Not me, not ever, you can keep deceiving yourself. It's unavoidable, it just happens. When you grow up, your heart dies. Walking out into the dark, into the dark... Going on a different path led by a beating heart... All the people of the town lash their eyes to the ground. Forget matters to the heart; the night is all you have; You ran into the night from all you had.
ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᵗʰᶤʳᵈ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander wasn't very interested in today's class, as the only position he was really interested in was his own preferred spot, seeker, but he wanted to do well in Advanced Flying. He rolled his eyes while staring off into the distance at a Hufflepuff's answer- obviously, they really hurt, they were iron balls- before his own hand shot up. "Beaters tend to be built more muscled , especially when it comes to their arms, and they have to have good balance to stay on their brooms while swinging at a bludger." He wished he was more well suited for the position. Being able to beat the hell out of someone from a distance sounded very soothing.
Found yourself a path upon the ground, You ran into the night, you can't be found. But this is your heart; can you feel it? Their blood pumps through your veins. Summer evening, breeze is blue- Drawing voices deep from you. On a different path, led by a beating heart, What a year and what a night! What terrifying final sight! Put out your beating heart.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:53 pm
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:58 am
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 6:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 1:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 3:26 pm
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----------r ι d e r----ღ----w ι l ѕ o n----------
♪ Let the rain fall down ♫ ♪ And wake my dreams ♫ ♪ Let it wash away ♫ ♪ My sanity ♫
----------т н ι r d----y e a r----н υ ғ ғ l e p υ ғ ғ-----------
So far, this class had focused more on the positions in Quidditch, rather than any broom mechanics. And since they'd covered Seekers and Beaters already, Rider figured it would either be her position as Chaser, or the Keeper next. And lo and behold... it was both. When the Professor asked about the positions, Rider's hand bolted up. "The Chaser's job is to score points. Well, some of them at least. A game could be won by the chasers, but they'd have to score fifteen more goals than the other team. Each goal is worth ten points, after all." She looked around at the others, wondering if they had anything to chip in.
♪ 'Cause I wanna feel the thunder ♫ ♪ I wanna scream ♫ ♪ Let the rain fall down ♫ ♪ I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean ♫
-----------o υ т----o ғ----c н a r a c т e r-----------
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 4:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 4:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 4:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 5:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 3:29 pm
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Graydon Ironshield rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 6:25 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 4:18 pm
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