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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 5:47 pm
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Cloelia Judge : First Year : Unsorted
"Well," Cloe began, in full story teller mode, a mode her fellow Hogwarts students would soon get to know.
"When I was 7 I cried until I turned purple, I can't remember why, I think it was because I wasn't allowed one of those little levitation brooms, you know? That can't go any higher than your shoulders? Anyway, I was purple for, like, months, and they started asking questions, saying it wasn't a healthy a colour for a girl of my age and all, so my mum told them I had a skin disease. Which of course sent my reputation straight down the toilet. No one wanted to come near me in case they caught some hideous skin condition. And of course, even once I was fine they still said I had the lurgy and ran away whenever I cam near."
She took a deep breath, having barely stopped for breath during her tale.
"So you see, I wasn't very popular in Eyam." She added, redundantly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 5:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:03 pm
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Daisy Benster First Year House Name
Thoughts: I will not deal with this... ----------- Location: The Quad with Raiden, Draoran, and Dominic. ----------- OOC: Sorry I was gone so long I had to go to the doctor. By the way all they found was a 4mm cist in my neck that won't harm me so all is good. smile oh and I hope I spelled the underlined word right. It said I did on my iPad.
***************** When a young boy, Dominic, walked up she looked at him with no expression on her face as she studied the boy. When she came to the conclusion he was a very studious boy she smiled, Finally someone with the worthy status I have. She thought of this as Raiden yelled and Daisy just rolled her eyes as the girl spoke and turned away."I do not have the patience and time to talk to you,"she said as she walked away from Raiden. She didn't even know why the girl came up to her and spoke. She had not done anything directly to the young first year. Not once did she look at her other than to study Raiden,"I really never did anything to offend you miss just merely studied everyone. I have been looking for the perfect ways to describe everyone,"she said in an almost musical like voice as she said the word perfect. As she turned to study the other students again she never really noticed the other boy there, Draoran, was even there. *****************
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:10 pm
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I follow my dreams, You'd think they were Nightmares The way the scream!
cαιтℓιη εηgεℓs
WHO'S on my mind: The Sorting Hat!! WHERE am I: The Quad. WHAT am I doing: Teasing. WHAT'S On my mind: The Sorting!!!! WHO'S with me: Gracie. STUCK in my head: Stand out.Wand—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— WiseCaitlin smiled when Cameron came over, "Hey, you seemed a bit lonely," She said, standing up quickly. "So, I'm thinking about dyeing my hair, what color do you think I should dye it?" She asked, almost adding a kiddo to the end, due to speaking to Darren so much. Caitlin toed the ground, twirling a curl on her finger, her soft brown eyes looking up at her guy friend. Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— {(OOC:...
I make 'em believe Someday, Someday, I'll be the next big thing!
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:10 pm
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✌ Cameron Rowley ✌ First Year: UnsortedIf I Was Your Boyfriend..I'd never let you go.As his attention drifted from student to student, Cameron noticed one girl with brown hair walk away from another. One of them was Raiden, the girl with the football. Another was Daisy, the girl who seemed to act quite rude towards him on the boat. Not only was I different back home, but I'm different here, too, he thought with a sigh. Was something wrong with the boy? Would he be a nuisance everywhere he'd go? Looking back over at Caitlin when she spoke, his hair flipped in the direction he turned his head. "What? Why are you dyeing it? Your hair looks beautiful," he told her, speaking in a soft voice. The girl's hair really was a nice color, why would she want to change it? wearing
((patients = a doctor's client. patience is what you were trying to say. Also, I am geting off the computer and won't be on until tomorrow. Sorry for the inconvenience :s))
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:15 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:26 pm
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I follow my dreams, You'd think they were Nightmares The way the scream!
cαιтℓιη εηgεℓs
WHO'S on my mind: The Sorting Hat!! WHERE am I: The Quad. WHAT am I doing: Teasing. WHAT'S On my mind: The Sorting!!!! WHO'S with me: Cameron. STUCK in my head: Stand out.Wand—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— WiseCaitlin blushed at his comment, hiding her face before shrugging, "To stand out. I mean, I want it so I can hide it when I want to blend in to. It's mainly to stand out against my family, though," She said, brushing a strand of brown hair out of her eye. Caitlin hugged her cloak around her, the anticipation getting to her. She looked at her hair again, trying to decide whether or not to. Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— {(OOC:...
I make 'em believe Someday, Someday, I'll be the next big thing!
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:47 pm
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Adalaide BlytheUnsorted // First Year // The Courtyard // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // MichelleCURRENTLY FEELING // AnxiousCURRENTLY THINKING // 'Oh, we can sit! Thank God.'═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide made her way to the courtyard and sat down with Michelle, smiling. "Thank goodness we can sit down!" she exclaimed. She was so glad that they weren't having to stand anymore, at least for now. Her feet were killing her. She'd clearly been standing around too much the last little bit. She sighed, knowing that once they got in the castle, they'd be standing yet again. Then, it was the sorting, and they'd be done for the night. Dinner and bed. And she was so happy for dinner, and almost as happy for bed. She was starting to get really tired.
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Damien EdgeworthUnsorted // First Year // The Courtyard // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // The first yearsCURRENTLY FEELING // Bored and anxiousCURRENTLY THINKING // 'It's about time...'═════════════════════════════════
Damien walked onto the courtyard and, rather than sitting, chose to remain standing. He stood very straight, his shoulders back, his hands behind his back. He didn't really want to sit; he knew that the moment he did, he'd never get up. He was growing tired, and his feet were starting to hurt ever so slightly. Hopefully, they would move soon, and go into the castle to be sorted.
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(( OOC: )) So, I'm not gonna be on much for the next bit, my fiancee is in town. It'll just be a couple of posts a day for each character, either until things pick up and I need to post more or when he leaves.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:53 pm
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