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 Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 11:57 am
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 Rhett Fang Ye
<6th year>
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"They are native to England, most people don't take much note of them since they are just moths but it is a fascinating example of evolution and adaption," Rhett had answered with a grin. "It is nice to think that things can survive even pollution and in fact thrive..." He shrugged knowing he came off a bit like a tree-hugger, but he guessed that was more than fair understanding of him since he was technically part tree being part wood nymph-or sort of part tree. "That would be cool to see auto repair... autos as in auto-mo-bi-le-s right?" He said with a grin. He knew enough about muggles to know about there automobiles, even if it took him an extra pause to spell it out. Autos were cool though even if he didn't see them much in his day to day life. They were like family sized flying carpets that didn't fly and ran on mechanics. He listened when Elisabet explained the research and the help of her friends. Rhett thought it was cool of her to give credit to her friends when she could have easily pretended it was all her idea. "Pros and cons to everything I suppose," He had said with a smile.
Soon though the redheaded girl greeted with a question. Immediately the girl grew sheepish, and Rhett felt a little bad about the semi-harshness of his tone he had first used with her. He understood speaking before thinking pretty well, after all it was a common Gryffindor trait. Elisabet spoke up smoothing the situation and explaining terminology of muggleborns and a bit about muggle electronics not working here. "Ori, right? I think I can understand a bit of your confusion, I'm the other way around. I'm magic born... well sort of, my Dad's a wizard at least, but whenever I'm brought to the muggle parts of places I used to get so overwhelmed. Heck even Diagon Alley, which is magical, confused me with all that people. I grew up in the New Forest where my mum lives with Dad so..." He shrugs, "but you adapt and grow from new experiences. Just like you'll get used to all this magic stuff in no time," he added with a grin, trying to be friendly and reassuring at the same time.
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Time: Autumn 2042
Location: Gryffindor Table
Hello, then, Rhett
Hm, adventurous and reckless,
And you like pranks and can't sit still
Yes, I know just where to place you
Gryffindor! {OoC: }
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 3:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2018 6:56 pm
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I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ || Hᴇᴀᴅᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ || Pᴜʀᴇʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Timothy had been watching the sorting quietly, noting where people went. However, when the stool was placed away, he stood patiently and walked over to the podium. He looked over the crowd of assembled students, ready to welcome them to the new school year. "Hello everyone, and welcome back for a new school year. For those that are just now beginning their education at Hogwarts, I would like to extend a welcome and hope they are diligent in their studies. However, before we begin the feast and forget what needs to be stated, I must make the usual school announcements. There is to be no magic used in between classes in the halls, and under no circumstances should you enter the Forbidden Forest unless you wish to shorten your lifespan by a number of years. The other school rules are posted for people to peruse at their leisure, but considering these are the most frequent violations, I must bring them up here. Now, let us sit back, tuck in, and enjoy the feast before the evening ends." Timothy took a seat, ready himself to eat.
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Location: Staff Table
Thinking: New year, new faces.
OOC:
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2018 7:18 pm
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Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights, I call it a draw
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
cadence
bea
gregory
gryffindor halfblood │ fifth year prefect │ chaser
Cady had never really seen herself as the authoritarian type, although she wasn't exactly a total rebel, either- she just preferred to waver in the middle of it, as she did most things. But being a prefect, while tedious and dull and probably exasperating, did have its perks, like not being subject to curfew herself, getting a super cool bathroom, striking fear in the hearts of children, and, of course, getting to be the person to take the new first years up to their common room. Hopefully they'd be suitably impressed. Once she was done stuffing her face, and judged the rest of them to be done as well, she stood up with an exaggerated stretch, and hollered, "FIRST YEARS, TO ME! BED TIME, KIDDIES." Smirking, she waited until they were in something resembling a line, and waved. "Hi. I'm Cady Gregory, fifth year prefect, your go to survival guide. I'm going to show you how to get to the Gryffindor common room, which is also where our dorms are located, in the Gryffindor tower. So... try to keep up, okay?"
OOC: (Next post will be at Grand Staircase, wait for me to post first)
This is it, boys, this is war
What are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 11:14 am
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RODRICK.ROSS _____
Gryffindor, First Year ____
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Rodrick hopped off the stool, beaming, even if he was a bit disappointed. He wished so much to be in the same house as his adopted parents, in Slytherin. Who cared if he didn't really belong? He could have tried. A monkey barrel of emotions were clambering to escape but he put a tight lid on and half-ran half-jogged down the rows until he found a seat at Gryffindor's table. He wasn't alone for long, though. Talbott had only been a few names behind Ross, and soon, Xavier was sorted into the house of lions too. ”Xavier!” He waved a hand in the air to catch the boy's attention. His friend sat directly across and Rodrick grinned. ”This is going to be so wicked, I can't wait 'till we can actually start using magic!” He pulled his wand from his robe pocket, it was a warm soft wood, swishy. He only knew one spell, the wand lighting charm, but didn't think now was the time and place to practice. ”What kind've wand did you get, mate? Mine's apple with a unicorn tail.” He said, swishing his wand left and right hoping for more sparkles to shoot out the end like it had the day he had gotten his wand.
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【WHEN:: Fall 2043 】
【WHERE:: Gryffindor Table 】
【WITH WHO:: Xavier 】
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 10:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 10:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2018 4:58 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2018 5:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2018 6:53 pm
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♢ Elizabeth Kaye Spektor ♢Pureblood | Gryffindor | First Year | Eleven Years Old ➯ Sorting Ceremony 2043 ➯ Gryffindor Table ➯ With: Aldrick and other Gryffindors➯ Status: Content with her sorting═══════════════════X♫X♌X✿X═══════════════════ The moment the hat had announced her new home, Lizzie’s eyes had landed on Aldrick and her shoulders drooped in relief. Sure, she didn’t need friends for what she was going for, but… She supposed it wouldn’t hurt to have some company along the way, and she was thankful for a familiar face amongst her new housemates. One less introduction to deal with.
Lizzie hopped off the stool and sauntered over to Aldrick, smiling bright. “Well, Blondie, it looks like we’ll be housemates! Good news, right?” She laughed a bit at his admission, taking her seat beside him. She wasn’t about to admit it, but she was as thankful as he was in the moment… She hoped August was taking his sorting well. He’d made it painfully obvious on the train he had wanted to be with his cousin in Ravenclaw. She waved at him to catch his attention and made a couple goofy faces at him, hoping to get him to crack a smile. ‘C’mon, lad, no sense in pouting!’
Aldrick gave his name, and Lizzie’s eyes widened in realization. Her and August had spent the whole day with this boy, and she was only just now getting his name. Wow. “Aldrick…” She tested to herself quietly. “A tad unusual, but I like it. I think I’ll call you ‘Rickie’, though, okay?” She winked at him, nudging his arm with her elbow playfully. “Call me Lizzie.”
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Oh, don't worry so much about those who came before you
Nor about your classmates, my dear girl
Best to forge your own path, find your own way
Some independence would do you good, yes, better be
Gryffindor!
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2018 6:29 pm
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☽Aldrick✩Knapp☾
 Gryffindor First Year
▬▬ Make your life a masterpiece; ▬▬
Aldrick smiled, a devious thought popped into his head, "Call me whatever you want Lizzie, but I think at the moment, I'm going to call you... Matchstick. Yeah, that fits you well, tall, skinny, and a redhead." He laughed, he was prepared to make red head insults to this girl the rest of his life. She seemed like the kind of girl that would be able to handle the nicknames he would give, and if she couldn't, then she would simply not talk to him, and that was fine too.
▬▬ imagine no limitations on what you can be, have, or do. ▬▬
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Where: Gryffindor Table
With Whom: Lions
Thinking about: Being sorted
Wearing: School Robes
OOC:
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2018 6:48 pm
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♢ Elizabeth Kaye Spektor ♢Pureblood | Gryffindor | First Year | Eleven Years Old ➯ Sorting Ceremony 2043 ➯ Gryffindor Table ➯ With: Aldrick and other Gryffindors➯ Status: Amused═══════════════════X♫X♌X✿X═══════════════════ “Matchstick?!” Lizzie echoed, somewhere between astonished and amused. “I’d have to say that’s a new one... Good job, Corn Pop!” She grinned, clearly tickled pink. If this was the game they were playing, then she was going to win! Said matchstick wasn’t sure what to make of this boy quite yet though; one second he seems sincere, the next he’s calling her names—what’s that about? ‘Well, at least classes might be fun. He comes up with anything bad, though, I’ll have to tussle.’
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Oh, don't worry so much about those who came before you
Nor about your classmates, my dear girl
Best to forge your own path, find your own way
Some independence would do you good, yes, better be
Gryffindor!
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