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 Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2015 5:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2015 6:57 pm
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I see you in my head and eye.
Your eyes are vacant and your mouth is bright.
And all you say are things I don't want to hear...
So I smash my hands against my broken ears...
We'll be the thoughts that you were warned about!
We are the shadows in your basement!
When you say doomsday, they say everything's alright!
But it's all the same, get yourself a number.
Oh, we've been watching you sleep.
We know your tricks, we know all your bad habits...
We know your secrets, we know what you've lost...
We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons!
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 │ ˢᵉᶜᵒᶰᵈ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander had a certain level of respect for the professor, which wasn't much, but was a lot compared to the derision he held for the majority of the faculty at this school. They were trimming dead bits off trees. This was what this class had boiled down to. He wanted to stab something with the shears. The tree could have just been a stump and he wouldn't have raised his hand.
All along you've been asking what's wrong with me!
All along you've been living your predicament!
Saying you were innocent, but what's that got to do with me?
We are the cracks in all you dream about!
We are the noises in your attic,
We'll be the people you were warned about!
We are the monsters in your closet!
Now despite your hopes, despite your prayers, you're broke like us.
We watch you when you're asleep, we hear as you grind your teeth...
We're always wearing smiles, but we're never what they seem.
You run when you're awake, but we still kill you when you dream! |
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2015 7:16 pm
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Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day!
The sun is up, the sky is blue...
It's beautiful and so are you!
Dear Prudence, open up your eyes.
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies.
Look around, round and round-
p r u d e n c e
" p r u "
l o w e r y
gryffindor │ second year │ pureblood
Pru didn't ever think she'd really like Herbology, but she figured she could at least try. And she had listened. Really. She gave Addy an incredulous look and glanced at Tori as well. "The dead ones, Addy. The dead ones." She didn't to be doing as bad as Addy, but now Pru herself was a bit worried. She'd been trying to trim very carefully, but now she looked over the branches she'd cut off. .
The wind is low, the birds will sing...
That you are part of everything!
Dear Prudence, let me see you smile.
Dear Prudence, like a little child.
The clouds will be a daisy chain,
So let me see you smile again. |
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 8:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 10:24 am
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ɚSo what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Oᴡɴᴇʀ, Dᴏɢᴡᴇᴇᴅ & Dᴇᴀᴛʜᴄᴀᴘs || Hᴇʀʙᴏʟᴏɢʏ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ
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Jason walked around the class, frowning as he looked over the plants and the people tending to them. His frown deepened as he noted four students mutilating the plants they were caring for. "Mister and Miss Reed, I believe I stated that you are to prune the branches that look dead, not the fruits themselves. As such, ten points from Slytherin and Ravenclaw for your egregious error as well as your poor listening skills, and a ten-inch paper on the proper care for Shrivelfig trees. I expect those papers to be turned in next class."
His eyes then led to the next set of students who obviously didn't listen. "You as well, Mister Collins and Miss Maclellan. Twenty points from Gryffindor for your poor listening skills as well as the same assignment. I said the dead branches, not the still living. As there are still living leaves on the ones you are trimming, you obviously aren't intelligent enough to retain what you learned unless it needs repeating. I suggest you pay better attention to what I instructed you to do rather than daydream or some other such nonsense. This is not a class for that, and considering some of the more dangerous plants you will be dealing with this term, I will not have your stupidity endanger the lives of other students in this class."
Jason walked back to the front of the class and stood there, eyeing the class in general as he sneered. "Actually, as some of your compatriots have shown, I seem to be remiss. For everyone, including those that happen to already have assigned papers, ten inches from each of you on how to identify those parts of a shrivelfig that needs to be properly trimmed. This assignment shall be turned in next class. You are dismissed for the day."
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Location: Greenhouse
Thinking: ...I take that back...
OOC: For posting homework, you can state that you did it in your post next class, or you can write it in a post in Jason's office and post it there for extra credit.
ɚHelp me believe it's not the real mexxx
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 5:16 pm
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ɚSo what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Oᴡɴᴇʀ, Dᴏɢᴡᴇᴇᴅ & Dᴇᴀᴛʜᴄᴀᴘs || Hᴇʀʙᴏʟᴏɢʏ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ
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Jason entered the classroom where the tables and chairs had been replaced from the last lesson, ready to work. Setting up for the new lesson was easy, as there were two pots per student, one already with a plant inside, and the other just filled halfway with soil. There was also a collection of earmuffs of various sizes and colours on the front table, where Jason settled as he waited for the students to enter.
It didn't take long for the classroom to fill up, which Jason shut with a wave of his wand and shut and locked the door. His eyes then bore into the students seated before him. "Considering how you did last lesson, I admit I am leery about giving this one to you. However, I will state right now that I find anyone acting as fools or incompetents during this lesson, you will be kicked from the classroom immediately. No exceptions." Jason gestured to the plant beside him, which shook lightly as he spoke. "This, students, is a mandragora, or what is commonly called a Mandrake. Mandrakes, if handled improperly, can kill a person that is handling them. I imagine that some of you would be willing to test this theory, but I assure you, these mandrakes are incapable of killing at their current age. Mandrakes, when fully grown, kill with their screams. These ones, however, are too immature to kill in that fashion. Anyone here know precisely why that would be?"
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Location: Greenhouses
Thinking: If anyone tries anything foolish this class...
OOC:
ɚHelp me believe it's not the real mexxx
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 2:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 3:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2015 9:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2015 9:16 pm
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:13 am
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:16 am
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ɚSo what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Oᴡɴᴇʀ, Dᴏɢᴡᴇᴇᴅ & Dᴇᴀᴛʜᴄᴀᴘs || Hᴇʀʙᴏʟᴏɢʏ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ
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Jason took a seat on the table in front of the greenhouse. He watched as the students filed in, and he crossed his arms as he waited for everyone to find a place to stand, This first lesson, he was npt going to have them sitting. Instead, their seats and tables had been removed to make room for potted trees. Next to the trees were tools set out on small tables. His own desk and chair had also been removed, making room for the tree he was to attend to and demonstrate on, and the werewolf rubbed his forehead, knowing there was going to be quite a bit of grumbling before this was all over .
As the last students filed in, he flicked his wand, the doors shutting and locking immediately before he stood. His eyes bored into the children before him. "Welcome back to the new term. As we are well aware of each other, and you should already have a firm grasp on what you learned in the year previous, we shall not go back over that. Instead, we are going to plunge right into the new material for this year. As always, any grumbling and complaints about the class will be listened to, and promptly ignored, unless you happen to be a professional herbologist. As the only one currently in this school besides myself is Professor Thorne, I would suggest you listen well."
Jason gestured to the trees before each student and to his own, waiting until all eyes were on him before proceeding. "As you can see, there are trees in place of your tables and benches today. These particular trees are called Abyssinian Shrivelfigs. If you don't know what those are, they are a variety of figs found in Abyssinia. They happen to be a highly aggressive species, hardy enough to survive even in the wintertime due to its roots digging deep enough to survive even frost. Their fruits, which are a rich purple in colour, have a variety of uses beyond being edible. They can be peeled, and their juice used for potion-making. Their leaves, when harvested, also have a medicinal property useful in many poultices. Today, we are going to trim the trees before you. It's a simple matter. Using the shears located on your tables, find a stalk on the tree before you that is shrivelled and dead-looking. You them snip that branch off at the point where it joins a living portion of the plant. Like so."
Jason picked up his dragonhide gloves and slipped them on. Picking up the shears, he located a branch in need of trimming and snipped it off. Holding it up, he then gestured to the trees before each student. "Now, two to a tree, and please do not overtrim the trees. If it starts looking too skeletal, then please raise your hand and I will look over the plant you are working on. It could be that the one you are caring for is ill and needs treatment."
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Location: Greenhouse
Thinking: At least let this group be semi-intelligent...
OOC:
ɚHelp me believe it's not the real mexxx
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 10:08 am
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I could buy myself a reason,
I could sell myself a job,
I could hang myself on treason,
All the folks I know are gone
Second year ║ Slytherin ║ Pureblood ║ Chaser
Devonte walked into Herbology, not the least bit excited. He didn't care about plants or taking care of them; it was completely unnecessary unless you were planning to go into a career field that required it. Even then, the class was boring and uninteresting. He wouldn't voice his complaints, though. He found a tree and stood next to it, deciding that if anyone wanted to pair with him, they could come to him. He wouldn't actively seek anyone out, as he didn't care for half the students in his year, and he was sure that most of them knew that.
OOC:
So I ate the wedding cake,
Until the whole damn thing was gone,
And I'm gonna drown the ocean,
Now ain't none of that so wrong?
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 12:26 pm
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