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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 4:48 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 5:11 pm
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 Rhett Fang Ye
<5th year>
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Rhett was happily lobbing rolls, not a care in the world, though he was sure there might be one once everything calmed down. However, suddenly he felt a smash against his back and shirt and heard a distinct plop of food being slapped against him. He turned to notice Brianna, a seventh year Gryffindor. He grinned at her, gave her a wink and said laughing, "Good of you to join the fun!" He held out a few rolls and said, "Care for a roll?" As he spoke to Brianna a splattering of gravy covered mashed potatoes hit him in the temple. He glanced to where the culprit of the catapult was and began pelting a few rolls that way as gravy dripped down his face. So much for being cool looking. Oh well, cool wasn't Rhett's specialty. Grinning as he continued to toss rolls he handed Brianna his last few and said, "Just in case, my good lass. Let me restock."
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Time: Fall of 2041
Location: Great Hall
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: Thu May 17, 2018 6:34 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 6:39 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 6:46 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 7:07 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнerever ι wander, wнerever ι roaм
ι coυldn'т вe ғonder oғ мy вιg нoмe
тнe вeeѕ are вυzzιn' ιn тнe тree
тo мaĸe ѕoмe нoney jυѕт ғor мe═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceCel had been watching the goings on at the Hufflepuff table (and the other tables, really, since all it took was one roll and it seemed like all hell had broken loose rather quickly). He had been far too busy being amused at the outbreak to worry about his sister. This was, of course, a mistake. Honestly, he should've known that she'd be right in the thick of the chaos. He also should've known that she would, of course, take advantage of said chaos to target him.
spaceBut, well, he wasn't always the brightest bulb in the lamp, he guessed. He barely had time to register her voice before he was covered in pie, and she was running away cackling. Cel tried to glare after her, but the fake grimace quickly faded as he burst out laughing. "'ey! oi'm gonna git yer for dat, come back 'ere!" He grabbed the nearest bowl, which was filled with creamed corn, and smirked, running after her. Halfway between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, he caught up to her, tripping ever so slightly as he reached out and dumped the bowl over her head. He nearly fell, but it was well worth it to see her with corn dripping from her hair.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ғall aparт ιn мy вacĸyard
'caυѕe leт мe тell yoυ ѕoмeтнιng, lιттle вrιтcнeѕ
ιғ yoυ acт lιĸe тнaт вee acтѕ, υн υн - yoυ're worĸιng тoo нard
and don'т ѕpend yoυr тιмe looĸιn' aroυnd
ғor ѕoмeтнιng yoυ wanт тнaт can'т вe ғoυnd═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Great Hall - Running
wнen - Late Sept 2041
wιтн - Marua
- ooc -
blah blah blah
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 7:43 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ ι goт a deмon ιn мy ѕoυl and a voιce ιn мy нead
ιт'ѕ ѕayιng go, go, go! ι can ѕleep wнen ι'м dead
тнere'ѕ a ѕonιc revelaтιon вrιngιng мe тo мy ĸneeѕ
and тнere'ѕ a мan down вelow wнo needѕ мy ѕyмpaтнy
ι goт a rιngιng ιn мy earѕ geттιng ready тo вυrѕт
ѕcreaмιng "нallelυjaн, мoтнerғυcĸer, тaĸe мe тo cнυrcн"═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceWhit was actually sort of proud of himself for pulling this off so easily, if he were going to be totally honest with himself. Of course, that wasn't really on his mind at the moment. He was too busy being happy that Ha-Yun seemed at least a little better, continuing to throw things at her as he grabbed them off the table. He didn't really think much about where any of it was landing, at least not until a kid walked up to him, clearly not happy with having been hit, and dumped his plate of noodles on Whit's robes. He'd said something as well, not that Whit was paying enough attention to read his lips, but it didn't matter much, he supposed. Shrugging, Whit signed, "Sorry," though his expression implied he was anything but. Then, after a pause, he grabbed a handful of something mushy, and rather than throwing it, closed the distance between the two of them to smear it on top of the boy's head.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ι rιde тнe lιgнтnιng, roll wιтн тнe тнυnder
ι'м goιng down down down wιтн мy ѕιѕтerѕ and вroтнerѕ
ι ғell ιn love wιтн тнeιr darĸeѕт parтѕ
ѕтand on тнe ѕιde oғ тнe wιld aт нearт
ι plυcĸed тнe ғeaтнer oғғ a crow ѕo ι coυld ғly
ѕιnce ι waѕ тнιrтeen yearѕ old ι've нad мy ғιѕт тo тнe ѕĸy═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Hufflepuff Table
wнen - Early Fall 2041 - Lunch
wιтн - Yunnie, Jin, Dean
- ooc -
FOOD. FIGHT.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 8:31 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Great Hall
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Everyone but the weenies!
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? FOOD FIGHT!
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? If this gets stuck in my hair, death will be paid!
Since the outbreak of the massive food fight, Londy was biding his time. He grabbed some questionable tapioca pudding, casually dumping that over Jack's head. "TAKE THAT!" He cackled wildly, having fun hucking food at people. Suddenly, he was pelted in the forehead and hair by... potatoes?! He turned toward the attacker, seeing Will looking a little too giddy. Oh hell no. He grabbed another cup of the chunky pudding, then took aim. "You better pray to Legba I don't hurt you!" He gave a loud war cry as he threw the pudding across the room, hoping to pelt his cousin hard with the inedible food.
Aɴᴅ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ 'ᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴡᴀs ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴏʀɴ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs
Uɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴍʏ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ's ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I, I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴍɴᴇsɪᴀ
Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ʙʟᴏssᴏᴍ. Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ. Yᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ sᴏ sᴏᴏɴ
Sᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ, sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴜsᴛ ᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏʟᴅ
Bᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍᴇ! Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇs
Aɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪs ᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ. Wᴇ'ʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ
Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇs
Wᴇ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇɴ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰ
I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. Wᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 10:27 pm
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Brianna Overton
Gryffindor - Seventeen - Seventh Year - Chaser - Muggleborn
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((OOC: outfit in left picture))
Brianna stared at Rhett in dismay. “Fun – you think this is fun?” she asked overdramatically. Truth be told, if she wasn’t going to get in trouble (and if she were dressed in something that she wasn’t expected to wear to class in an hour), a food fight might actually be a lot of fun. The blonde was sure Colton would at least be jealous he wasn’t here for it. “Are we on the same team now?” she asked, staring down at the roll that the fifth year handed to her. Before he answered, however, she did reach for it. Better to have ammo while stuck in the middle of a battlefield. Not even a moment later, Rhett was hit with gravy mixed with mashed potatoes right in the temple. Gross, Brianna thought although it wasn’t like she looked much better. She just wished she’d be able to stay away from any liquids or staining food. The blonde helped Rhett by firing the roll he had given her towards the kid who had just hit him and – Bull’s-eye! She had managed to hit him right in the middle of the forehead, leaving a sticky cinnamon icing mess on his skin. “Thanks,” she said as she grabbed the others that her partner had given her. As he restocked, she mostly used his body as her own shield (not that it really helped considering the Gryffindor table was in between the Slytherin and Ravenclaw ones).
I've got a f e e l i n g you could use a little smile, h o p i n g you could stay there for just a little while.
Makin' a lot of n o i s e up there, t h r o w your hands up in the air.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 11:27 pm
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( Halfblood ￭ Fifth Year Gryffindor ￭ Techie Gamer ) ↫xx
𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎
𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❖ ★ ♫ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Barry was finishing his grilled cheese sandwich with Akira, while gleefully being his talkative self. Granted it has been a busy week and he just felt he could maybe afford to chillax from studying OWLs. Besides, Akira may be a genius but that was just motivating Barry to work ward. It's the Bautista way, after all, and well... he cannot help feeling competitive. It was a bonding time at this point, especially when hanging out with Callista.
Their version of chillaxing ended when an Unholy Version of a Food War erupted all the sudden. Just when Barry was about to pick his second round of a sandwich, someone threw mac n' cheese at Barry's general direction, staining his uniform as a result. He wanted to feel angry or lawful, he really did- but he grew a smug grin and turned to Akira. "Oi, wanna see something cool?" He asked, then threw a pumpkin pie at his bestfriend's face, "My hand slipped." He was amusingly sarcastic at first, but then Barry suddenly felt bad for doing that to Akira. Sure, they were best buddies but Barry was suddenly feeling a bit sensitive for Akira right now.
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𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝙸'𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜
𝙸𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛
𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝
𝙾𝚑, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑
 xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
wнeɴ - Lunchbreak Fall, 2041 ↫xx
wнere - Slytherin Table ↫xxxx
wιтн - Akira, so far ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2018 2:28 am
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Rhett Fang Ye
<5th year>
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Rhett grinned and nodded to Brianna, "Why not? There's spells for cleaning up messes you can worry about later. No harm, right?" The harm might be house points, a letter to his parents, or even detention, but he wasn't worried about that at the moment. It wasn't like they would expel half the school over a bit of food. When asked if they were on the same team, Rhett called out to her, "Sure! Why not make a team?" He was gathering supplies when he was creamed on the front of his shirt with corn. Rhett looked the way of the guilty party and saw his friend Ferdie. Hmm... Rhett squinted his eyes at him and then grinned, laughing he accused Ferdie, "Traitor! Hey, come join my team." He ran back to Brianna and handed her more rolls along with placing a bowl of gravy between them to make the rolls extra powerful in the food fight. "No problem," Rhett added to Brianna's thanks, not bothered in the slightest she was trying to use him as a shield and he seemed more of the target for food. Well he was the one who announced food fight: it was only fair.
☯ ☯ ☯
Time: Fall of 2041
Location: Great Hall
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: Fri May 18, 2018 5:36 am
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