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 「 Fall of 2038 」 I don't like my mind right now, stacking up problems that are so unnecessary.
Wish that I could slow things down, I wanna let go but there's comfort in the panic.
You say that I'm paranoid, but I'm pretty sure the world is out to get me.
It's not like I make the choice to let my mind stay so ******** messy!
I know I'm not the center of the universe, but you keep spinning round me just the same...·⊕· 𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔱 𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔯
↪ ( Pureblood ￭ Fifth Year Slytherin ￭ Prefect )
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The more Garnet has his alone time, the more time he has to think over Rich's remark on Treva's "watermelon hair". He already knew that Treva does that when he was around, but it didn't dawn to him that she may have feelings for him. That had to be a joke; a girl will have to be insane and a wallfower for them to have feelings for Garnet. He was giving a benefit of a doubt to Treva, believing that her standards of guys wasn't that low- even though she was never a wallflower to start with. Though the way Treva reacted at Rich's joke seemed like it was true, but ugh! Was the universe playing a joke on him right now? Is his life a joke now? Or was Garnet going out of the plane of reality?
He was thinking too deeply that it took a late reaction for him to turn his head in response of Rich's call, eventually acknowledging that Essie came along and... Treva. The presence of her just made Garnet's face redder, as well as being confused of her very pink hair as if literally giving him a message. "I- um." Garnet stumbled on his face that he had to let Essie answer first, until it was his turn, "It's... fine. Boring, frankly. I guess the meeting was there to remind me that Clara is prefect, and she probably won't leave me alone. I wasn't there to witness snoggers in the privy, though." Not that the Hufflepuff has feelings for him, given that she made it clear that she wouldn't date him with his attitude.
He was, however, concerned for the metamorphagus' ominous silence because Garnet was a bit too used to her being quite a talker. The folded arms didn't help either- but then again she was mad at Rich earlier so... there's that. He looked at Treva with concern, though just looking at her made him feel awkward and self-conscious. Stupid emotions, making him feel too aware about his actions and s**t. "Um, you okay? Did you happen to have bad company in the train or something?"
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And I drive myself crazy, thinking everything's about me.
Yeah, I drive myself crazy because I can't escape the gravity.
I'm holding on, why is everything so heavy?
Holding on to so much more than I can carry!
I keep dragging around what's bringing me down;
If I just let go, I'd be set free.
Holding on, why is everything so heavy?Out of Character ◀◀xxx ((additional info under spoiler))
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 9:34 am
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Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks,
Since that I have left your home.
This sudden fear has left me trembling-
'Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own,
And I'm feeling so alone.
ΛĿƐӾΛИDƐŔ
ṖĤĪĿĿĪṖ
ΛѴƐŔY
fifth year │ gryffindor chaser │ pureblood
Alec raised his eyebrows. "Sure, you've forgotten all about it now that they've indoctrinated you into forgetting your training," he teased. He wasn't really upset that his girlfriend had been made a prefect and he hadn't- he would have hated the idea of patrolling around and yelling at people anyways. Besides, he didn't think he was the most intimidating bloke, even though he'd finally hit 5'8" over the summer and was no longer quite as short as some of his peers. Still, Lucy would be good at it, even if she acted annoyed by the whole thing- she was plenty assertive and had no issues with calling people out on their shite.
"Amazing?" he snorted. "I think you have high expectations here, Luce. Unless someone legit pulls the sword of Gryffindor out of the hat, we may be a bit underwhelmed." But he knew she enjoyed watching the Sorting, and he didn't really mind it either, even if his own sorting had been a sore point for a while. At least now he could sympathize when some kid was sorted into Gryffindor and looked less than thrilled about it. "Well, my ride was mostly me unconscious, snoring, using my jacket as a pillow, so, I dunno, you or sleep?" he made an 'eh' up and down gesture with his hands. "Nah, I'm kidding, I cried over your absence like twice. There was no one there to listen to my witty jokes. So you wanna get a carriage?"
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes-
Some call it the slums, some call it nice...
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home.
Welcome to paradise; it makes me wonder why I'm still here;
For some strange reason it's now feeling like my home.
And I'm never gonna go...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 12:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 4:00 pm
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I wear my long black dress and a veil of disaster,
Flowers in my hair, crowned forever after...
We shall be through in you.
The day has come to an end;
Page and waves of time-
The ocean has come to meet you.
𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
RAVENCLAW PREFECT │ SIXTH YEAR │ PUREBLOOD
The only one of her friends Tiernan had seen thus far were Essie, Oliver, and Reyna, and that had been in the prefects compartment. She wasn't sure where Essie or Reyna had gone, and she had spotted Oliver (the bleach blond hair was hard to miss), but he'd looked annoyed about something, and she assumed he was on the hunt for Arnie or something. Tiernan didn't exactly approve of the Hufflepuff's beau either, but she didn't see it as her place to interfere unless he was hurting the blonde girl, which she had no evidence of. He just seemed a bit of a cad, was all. Luckily, she now spotted her own beau, and quickened her pace, heels clicking on the cobblestones. "Good evening to you," she chirped happily, kissing him on the cheek. "How was your train ride?"
Waiting on the shore,
Restless tide will come and take you...
We shall be final in you.
The day has come to an end;
Like rivers they feed all the rain drops and spring...
And nobody knows what tomorrow may bring.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 4:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 9:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2017 2:25 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2017 8:45 pm
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I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river, and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
cadence
bea
gregory
halfblood │ gryffindor │ second year
Cady bounded off the train, giving her younger brother a not-so-gentle shove (not that she was trying to hurt him!) in the vague direction of what she assumed was the lake. "Jus' look for the ripped black bloke," she added helpfully, and pointedly ignored Devin's exasperated look. She loved her brother, she really did, especially since there was only a year between them, but it was no secret that she thought Dev could be a total snoozefest and he thought she could be super obnoxious. So after that long of a train ride, she was more than happy to bid him adieu. And focus what remained of her obnoxiousness on Sher. Cady liked Sher; she just thought he needed top open up a bit. Blossom, like a flower, if you will. "Ugh, I'm so glad ta be off tha' train," she groaned exaggeratedly. "Me legs were goin' all numb. Hey, an' no frog march ta the boats this year!" Carriages were not her preferred mode of transportation, but she supposed it was better than walking up the giant hill.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2017 9:08 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Hogsmeade Platform
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Everyone, yet No One
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Exiting the Train
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I'll never make friends
Awstin had spent the train ride with Aria, if only because she was a bit... clingy. She spoke about family, friends, pets, and anything else she could think of, all while he just awkwardly nodded along. He tried to avoid any conversations about family and friends, and he was fairly certain his list of hobbies was nowhere near impressive enough for her tastes. At least, he was pretty sure he could add her to a lost of failed friends. When the train mercifully came to a stop, the boy hurried away, still nervous as hell about the conversation. What if she thought he was a total dweeb?! What if she told everyone about his broken home and unconventional life?
The boy found himself on another platform, this one a bit smaller than the one at King's Cross. He looked around, wondering if there might be a place marked off for first years. Unfortunately, he saw no such thing, so he just stood awkwardly by himself near the train door, hands clutched together at his chest to prevent shaking. He was supposed to look cool and confident, like a Tittensor man... at least according to his father. Then again, his father seemed to exude confidence, which Awstin was far, far from doing successfully. Maybe the fates would take pity on him and send someone to talk to.... but maybe someone a little quieter....
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ I ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ? Dᴏ I ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛs ʙʟɪɴᴅʟʏ?
Dᴏ I ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs? Aɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴅᴇɴɪɴɢ?
Dᴏ I sɪᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴅ-ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ?
Dᴏ I ᴛʀᴜsᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ꜰᴏᴏʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴘʜᴏɴɪɴᴇss, ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ I ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏɴᴇʟɪɴᴇss?
Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ sᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴ, I ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇs ʙᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ
I ᴘᴜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ꜰᴀᴄ̧ᴀᴅᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʙʏ ᴍʏsᴇʟꜰ |
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2017 10:12 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xx» wнere «xx
xxxHogsmeade Station
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxFirst Years
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCalm
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anoтнer looѕe cannon gone вι-polar, ѕlιpped down, coυldn'т geт мυcн lowerxxxxxxxxxxxx
qυιcĸѕand'ѕ goт no ѕenѕe oғ нυмor, ι'м ѕтιll laυgнιng lιĸe нellxxxxxxxxx
yoυ тнιnĸ тнaт вy cryιng тo мe, looĸιng ѕo ѕorry, тнaт ι'м gonna вelιevexxxxxx
yoυ've вeen ιnғecтed вy a ѕocιal dιѕeaѕe - well, тнen тaĸe yoυr мedιcιnexxx
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Callum arrived at the Station to pick up the new batch of first years for their journey to the school. As always, he made note of his physical presence, trying to present an aura of approachable and kind, while still looking like someone you wouldn't want to make angry. Children, after all, could be troublemakers, and he wanted to be sure that none of them thought to cause problems for him. But, at the same time, they were just kids. He didn't want to scare them. People tended to be afraid of him, and it was no one's fault but his own. Still, he had a job to do. Magically amplifying his voice, he called out, "Attention! First year students! Make your way over towards me, please, so that we can start heading to the castle!"
spaceAs the small group began to form around him, he smiled. "Evening! My name is Callum Murdoch, I'll be escorting you to Hogwarts Castle. Everyone needs to stay close to me. You'll have plenty of time to explore the castle and grounds," which did not include the village, obviously, but he didn't figure it'd do him any favors to mention that, "once the school year is underway. For now, you need to stick with me so we can get you sorted and fed." Hopefully, the lure of food would keep them from acting up. A few kids had tried to sneak off here and there, and he wasn't keen on chasing down an eleven year old. He'd like to keep his job, thanks.
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xxxι creaтed тнe ѕoυnd oғ мadneѕѕ, wroтe тнe вooĸ on paιn
xxxxxxѕoмeнow ι'м ѕтιll нere тo eхplaιn
xxxxxxxxxтнaт тнe darĸeѕт нoυr never coмeѕ ιn тнe nιgнт
xxxxxxxxxxxxyoυ can ѕleep wιтн a gυn, wнen yoυ gonna waĸe υp and ғιgнт?
 »» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2017 10:37 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xx» wнere «xx
xxxTrain Station -> Carriages
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxCady
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTired
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gσιиg υρ тнє яινєя, тαкιиg αℓℓ му fяιєи∂ѕ xxxxxxxxxxxx
ωє'яє αℓℓ нєα∂є∂ тσ тнє ρℓα¢є ωнєяє тнє мυѕι¢ иєνєя єи∂ѕxxxxxxxxx
fσℓкѕ, ωσυℓ∂ уσυ ℓιкє α мιℓкѕнαкє؟ ¢нσ¢σℓαтє σя ναиιℓℓαxxxxxx
ωє'νє gσт αиутнιиg уσυ ωαит, αи∂ α fσυитαιи σf ѕαѕραяιℓℓαxxx
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spaceSher followed quietly after Cady and her brother, hands stuffed in his pockets as watched the Gryffindor girl interact with Devin. She reminded him a lot of Chrys, in some ways, but was a lot more hands-off with the boy than his sister was with him. Then again, Devin seemed like he could handle himself just fine, which Sher had never really been able to do. He thought he was getting better, but his anxiety still simmered too close to the surface, an itching under his skin, just waiting for the smallest thing to give it cause to bubble over. He suspected that was why Chrys wanted him to hang out with her housemate, though; she likely saw the similarity as well, and thought they would be good friends. That Cady would help him come out of his shell, without all the overbearing, overprotective big sister instincts that Chrys couldn't let go of.
spaceAt least his panic attack hadn't been the worst thing that'd happened at the sorting feast last year. That honor went to Su-Jin and Desiree, who had made quite the spectacle of themselves. Not that he'd even noticed, too busy with his own problems. Sher had asked about the girl, since she was cousins with his sister's friend and all, but Chrys had sniffed declared her too 'dramatic' for him to bother with. All while saying if he wanted to speak with her, obviously she wasn't the boss of him, but managing to seem disapproving regardless. Had he been more rebellious, he might've tried to befriend the girl just to spite his sister, but as it was, he thought she was correct in her assessment, and had more or less avoided her. He'd managed to make friends just fine without leaning too heavily on Chrys and Finny, which made him feel a little better about the whole thing. Of course, this was the first time he'd had one-on-one time with anyone but Colten or Rebecca, but he thought he was doing admirably. Well, they hadn't really been alone, but he was with her and her brother, which was sort of similar. He'd had no real buffer, not like he would've if it'd been a group of his yearmates and he could've stayed quiet and let them all talk.
spaceThey were sort of alone now, though, with her brother going off to follow after Mr. Murdoch (he'd had to smile slightly at Cady's description of the man). They'd likely get joined by two more students for the carriage, but as of right now, it was just them... In a crowd, but not interacting with anyone else. She was talking to him, and only him. He smiled slightly. "It's rather stuffy," he agreed. "And not really worth trying to navigate the corridors." Sher didn't mind the train ride so much, but he wasn't as active as his friend. Had he found himself alone, he'd have likely curled up with a book. But, that hadn't happened, thanks to Chrys taking it upon herself to ensure he had company before her prefect responsibilities forced her to 'neglect' her sisterly ones. He was somewhat grateful, he supposed. He didn't dislike having friends, or branching out. He just... wasn't brave enough to do the branching himself. Yet. He fancied that he was getting there.
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xxxιт'ѕ яαιиιиg ∂σωи σи υѕ, тнє ѕкιєѕ αяє gяєу
xxxxxxвυт ωє ∂σи'т fυѕѕ, тнє ¢σℓ∂ ιѕ вяιиgιиg тнєм ∂σωи
xxxxxxxxxвυт ιf ωє ѕтαят α ѕσиg αи∂ αℓℓ ѕιиg αℓσиg
xxxxxxxxxxxxωє мιgнт вяєαк тнє ѕυи тняσυgн тнє яαιи, ¢σмє σи αи∂ ¢єℓєвяαтє
 »» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2017 2:11 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2017 9:10 am
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