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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2018 9:11 pm
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The more I stray the less I fear
And the more I reach the more I fade away
The darkness right in front of me
Oh it's calling out and I won't walk away
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Hᴜꜰꜰʟᴇᴘᴜꜰꜰ || Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Hᴀʟꜰʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Parker recalled his last sorting feast, which constituted everyone ignoring him and going about their business. Hopefully that wouldn't happen this year with Lara. Which, he was actually happy that she was finally starting school. Granted, sometimes they got the odd look, but hey, he wasn't going to try and explain how they were siblings. Let everyone else figure that out. He'd sit back and have fun watching them. Taking a seat next to one of his housemates (older by the look of him), he grinned and clapped (and maybe whistled a few times) when Lara was sorted Ravenclaw.
Grinning, he waved toward her as she went to take a seat with her housemates and then looked over to who he was sitting next to. Oh. Maybe that wasn't the smartest move, whistling like that. He smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head and giving a nod toward the now-seated Ravenclaw. "Sorry. My sister just got sorted. She's been nervous all summer, and I'm glad she's in school and getting the chance to study magic. She always wanted to, anyway." He straightened up and looked at the boy curiously. "So who are you? I'm Parker Soyinka. No, it's not Russian. I don't know how many times I've gotten that question before, but you're welcome to guess where it comes from."
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Location: Hufflepuff Table
Thinking: Whoo, Lara's a Ravenclaw, and I might have made a social faux-pas!
OOC: -◎-    
I would always open up the door
Always looking up at higher floors
Want to see it all give me more
I was always up for making changes
Walking down the street meeting strangers
Flipping through my life turning pages
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2018 10:09 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Hufflepuff Table
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Parker
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? The Sorting
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I wonder who I'll meet today
Elijah grinned when another boy sat beside him. He was about to introduce himself when the boy started cheering and whistling after one of the sortings. He waved at the girl who'd gotten Ravenclaw, then turned to Elijah. The older boy put on his best grin, allowing the blonde to introduce himself. He mentioned his sister, the girl who just got sorted, and explained himself a bit. "Don't worry about a thing! I cheered that hard when my sister got sorted... 'course it was immediately after I was. We're twins, you see. She's a Ravenclaw too, just there." He gestured to his sister, before turning back to the blonde. He quickly asked who Elijah was, a wording that threw off the third year a bit. Luckily, he provided his name, Parker, which was nice. He offered to let Elijah guess his nationality, but the third year didn't want to offend on accident. "Pleasure to meet you, Parker. I'm Elijah Beaumont. Last name's French, but I dunno where it comes from. We're all English. Which year are you in?" Asking questions was a good way to start a friendship... probably. Elijah fiddled with the clicker on his pen again, fingers needing something to distract them from potential disaster.
I sᴘᴇɴᴛ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴᴠɪsɪʙʟᴇ. Iᴛ’s ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀɪɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ’s ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʙʏ
I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴀʟʟ, ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ꜰʟɪɢʜᴛ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ, I ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ
I ᴏᴡᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Tʜᴀᴛ’s ᴀʟʟ I’ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ ʙᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Tʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇ
Sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪɴ sᴀɪʟᴏʀ’s ᴋɴᴏᴛs
Aɴᴅ I ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs
Mʏ ꜰᴏᴏᴛsᴛᴇᴘs ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴄʜᴏ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏᴜᴅʟʏ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2018 10:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2018 11:34 pm
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 ( Halfblood ￭ Hufflepuff ￭ First Year ) ↫xx
Geт yoυrѕelғ υp тo тнe ѕιleɴт αlтαr αɴd cαll мe
Bυт doɴ'т ғorɢeт тнe мαcнιɴeѕ
'Cαυѕe ιғ yoυr cнoιce ιѕ cнιppιɴɢ ιт dowɴ oɴ тнe M1
Tнeɴ yoυ'll wαĸe υp ιɴ тнe мorɴιɴɢ
Yoυ'll вe ѕтorмιɴɢ, oн, oн, oн
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❖ ♈ ♫ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Tracer was so thrilled that she got to Hufflepuff, let alone Lucien's house, that means she got a lot of privilege to mess with him. Not the "Oh I can do whatever I want because he's prefect", it's more of a "time to give him some reason to use that badge of his". Of course she'll try to nice as much as possible since he was kind of green in the prefect department: handling cousins was one thing but an army of preteens like her? That's some boss level.
But whatever, that can wait! She beelined herself to the nearest lonely first year she recognize and went for the dark-haired Indian girl. "He-e-ey! You're Stella, right?" She said, her voice beaming and loud. Tracer then sat down beside her and grinned, clearly earnest, "I'm Tracer McCarthy! How'd you feel being here in the first thirty minutes so far? Dumbstruck? Happy? Adjective?"
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We've ɢoт тнe power тo вe lovιɴɢ eαcн oтнer
No мαттer wнαт нαppeɴѕ, we've ɢoт тнe power тo do тнαт
Oɴ α le poυvoιr de ѕ'αιмer, oĸαy?
We've ɢoт тнe power тo вe
Rιɴɢιɴɢ тнe ɢreαт вell oυт тнere αвove υѕ
We've ɢoт тнe power ғor тнαт, we ɢoт тнe power тo do тнαт
 xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
wнeɴ - Fall 2042 ↫xx
wнere - Hufflepuff Table ↫xxxx
wιтн - Stella ↫xxxxxx
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 3:29 pm
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I had a dream that I stole the maps
I erased all the borders and that was that
I cut the power and spun the traps
I knocked down the walls and laid 'em flat
𝕘𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕠𝕟
𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕟
𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙
PUREBLOOD │ HUFFLEPUFF │ FIRST YEAR
Gid stuck his tongue out at Desi's trademarked pout. (Or, if it wasn't trademarked yet, she should probably get on that). "Yes, you're the evil corruption fairy," he rolled his eyes. Zach wasn't much better, but Desi was more... vocal about being a bad influence, anyways. And now she had the teenager street cred to back it. Or whatever teenagers had that made them seem intimidating to little kids. Not that the twins were intimidating... well, not to him. Maybe to people who weren't used to being around freakishly pale half-vampires. "I want a leather jacket," he whined, resting his head on his arms. "Mum has some but she won't let me wear them."
Yeah, he knew his mother was Miss By the Book Auror now, but she probably had some wild teenage years she was keeping hidden from him. Plus Granddad was always joking about how he'd hopefully be just as stressful as she'd been for him and Mamie growing up. Which Mum would just roll her eyes about. "Granddad is like, the most Hufflepuff person to ever exist," he snickered. "Except for your mum and Aunt Nell. They'd probably beat him in a competition. Mum'll be super thrilled- I bet she thinks being in Hufflepuff will keep me out of trouble," he blew a raspberry to suggest what he thought of that.
I had a dream that I won the vote
I opened all the cages and drained the moats
I threw out a line and I hauled in the boats
I handed out flowers and welcome notes
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 3:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 3:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 4:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 4:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 4:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 4:50 pm
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Midori Ryubi
- Pureblood - First Year - Hufflepuff -When: Fall 2042 Where: Great Hall - Hufflepuff Table With: Fellow Hufflepuffs Midori was nervously twisting his robes as he made his way over to the Hufflepuff table. I hope I can make some friends. Midori thought. It'd be nice to have some my age. I hope Kyo-Nii doesn't mind I'm in Hufflepuff. I don't think he'd really care but it's be nice if he's happy.Midori sat down near a pair of chatting boys. He wasn't really paying attention to them until he heard one of the boys say otousan. Midori looked over at them and tilted his head in confusion. "Ex..excuse me," he stuttered. "I don't me...mean to interrupt but... Are you Japanese by chance?" |
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 4:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 4:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 5:04 pm
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Midori Ryubi
- Pureblood - First Year - Hufflepuff -When: Fall 2042 Where: Great Hall - Hufflepuff Table With: Fellow Hufflepuffs Midori's eyes went wide when Eiji grabbed his hand and shook it. He's rather grabby compared to the people I know. Midori thought. But he does seem nice... If not very energetic."M..my apologies," he stuttered. "I am call Midori Ryubi. Its nice to make your acquaintances. I do like some manga but only a little."ooc: I do agree with you on the cookie event. I'm not really into it. Plus the stuff you get is... blah. |
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 5:08 pm
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