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 Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:29 pm
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Ein
Einri Farren lugged his suitcase to his bed, lied it gently down, then slammed himself on his bed. "I would never have imagined me and Loch in seperate Houses, much less him in Gryffindor, me in Hufflepuff!" he cried out. Sadly, he contemplated his fate, and how is parents would react. Slytherin and Ravenclaw in their blood for generations, he thought, and I am in the stupidest house. Sighing, he opened his suitcase, felt for a quill, ink bottle, and parachment; and he began a letter to his parents.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 4:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 12:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 2:38 am
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⊰Third Year ⊰Hufflepuff ⊱Chaser ⊱
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Dhyl flopped in bed, feeling lazy. He really hadn't wanted to do much since he became single, and it made him a bit sad. He didn't know what to do with his life. Other than eat, sleep, and read, he hadn't actually done anything. He was constantly avoiding people, mostly by hiding alone in the corner. He hadn't spoken to anyone in days, instead choosing to hide away in the dormitory behind a huge book. Currently, he was reading a lot of horror, which he normally wouldn't dare to do. He was honestly and in good faith, a Hufflepuff. He had been reading so many of these terrifying tales that he was d*mn near scared of his own shadow. It didn't help that he refused to put them down, almost as if he was trying to test himself. He was determined to prove his bravery, instead of wallowing in his own cowardice. He knew just who to ask.
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Is: Reading... shoo!
With: Myself.... who else would I read with?!
Located: In my bed in the Hufflepuff Boy's Dormitories.
Wearing
(OoC: I don't care one way or another if you interrupt his reading....) |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 7:14 pm
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I burn, burn like a wicker cabinet, chalk white and oh so frail
I see our time has gotten stale
The tick tock of the clock is painful
All sane and logical, I want to tear it off the wall
I hear words and clips and phrases
I think sick like ginger ale
My stomach turns and I exhale
I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds
But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside
Swallow my doubt turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Want to put my tender, heart in a blender
Watch it spin around to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous then I'm through with you
Dhylan ran into his room, slamming the door hard behind him. Tears were already flowing, full force, down his cheeks, seeming not to let up any time soon. He pushed open the door to his small bathroom, then began to shove things off the counter, letting them fall and spill on the floor. The teen was choking back sobs as he jerked his wand free of his pocket, staring at the blackthorn wood. The words of a promise flit across his mind. "The day I get used to your rainbow hair is the day you see me dye mine blonde." He sobbed hard, then pointed his wand at his beloved hair. With a soft, broken monotone, Dhyl chanted the color-change charm, not even daring to blink. Once it was all over, he looked at himself. Red-rimmed eyes, a pink nose, and platinum blonde hair stared back, almost mocking the teen. Dhyl released his death grip on the wand, letting it fall in the sink with a clatter. Leaving the light on, he curled up on his bed, then flopped his pillow over his head, as if it would keep away all the awful thoughts running amok.
{OoC: Scene takes place the day after Hogsmeade trip; late December. Also: If you have a Hufflepuff and you wish to attempt to talk/smack some sense into, feel free to pester him.}
So Cal is where my mind states
But it's not my state of mind
I'm not as ugly, sad as you
Or am I origami, folded up and just pretend
Demented as the motives in your head
I alone am the one you don't know
You need take heed, feed your ego
Make me blind when your eyes close
Sink when you get close, tie me to the bedpost
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 12:07 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 5:38 pm
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No one knows what it's like∞
To be the bad man∞
To be the sad man∞
Behind Blue Eyes∞
And no one knows∞
What it's like to be hated∞
To be fated to telling only lies∞  ∞But my dreams they aren't as empty∞ ∞As my conscience seems to be∞ ∞I have hours, only lonely∞ ∞My love is vengeance∞ ∞That's never free∞ Dhylan didn't even want to think anymore. Sobs wracked his thin figure, making the blankets quiver. The teen clutched the pillow over his head tighter, only a thin, pale hand visible beneath the mass of blankets. After what felt like years, he heard a soft squeak of his bedsprings, then a soft, female voice. "Alright under there?" To him, the words were mocking, teasing his still wounded heart. He opened his mouth, intent on telling her to leave him alone to wallow in his misery, but instead a broken whimper sounded, a desperate cry for help. The whitish locks of hair were in his eyes, which the teen squeezed shut, determined that he didn't deserve to see any sort of light. Another messy sob brought more tears flowing past his clamped eyelids. He closed his mouth hard, teeth clicking together. He just wanted to go back and make everything okay! Why did he have to be such an oblivious a**?! ∞No one knows what its like∞ ∞To feel these feelings∞ ∞Like I do, and I blame you!∞ ∞No one bites back as hard∞ ∞On their anger∞ ∞None of my pain and woe∞ ∞Can show through∞
∞No one knows what it's like
∞To be mistreated, to be defeated
∞Behind Blue Eyes
∞No one knows how to say
∞That they're sorry and don't worry
∞I'm not telling lies |
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 5:59 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 6:21 pm
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No one knows what it's like∞
To be the bad man∞
To be the sad man∞
Behind Blue Eyes∞
And no one knows∞
What it's like to be hated∞
To be fated to telling only lies∞ ∞But my dreams they aren't as empty∞ ∞As my conscience seems to be∞ ∞I have hours, only lonely∞ ∞My love is vengeance∞ ∞That's never free∞ Dhylan didn't move, save a few sobs, until he heard her speak. Did he know Eun? Did?!?!? Oh god! Did he miss part of the article?!? After steeling his nerves, he rolled over, now facing the girl in his bed. He slowly moved the pillow away, sending a helpless look to the girl who proved to be Nell. "I was with him. I said stuff wrong.... It's my fault." He spoke as though he had no more than a wisp of voice, and even that sounded incredibly forced. His skin looked paler than normal, paired with red-rimmed eyes, the boy looked downright sickly. White-blonde hair fell over his normally bright blue eyes, shielding them from immediate view. He didn't want anything right now. Not even oxygen sounded appealing. He just wanted to curl up and lay here until Eun came home... ... if he came home. ∞No one knows what its like∞ ∞To feel these feelings∞ ∞Like I do, and I blame you!∞ ∞No one bites back as hard∞ ∞On their anger∞ ∞None of my pain and woe∞ ∞Can show through∞
∞No one knows what it's like
∞To be mistreated, to be defeated
∞Behind Blue Eyes
∞No one knows how to say
∞That they're sorry and don't worry
∞I'm not telling lies |
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 6:34 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 6:51 pm
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No one knows what it's like∞
To be the bad man∞
To be the sad man∞
Behind Blue Eyes∞
And no one knows∞
What it's like to be hated∞
To be fated to telling only lies∞ ∞But my dreams they aren't as empty∞ ∞As my conscience seems to be∞ ∞I have hours, only lonely∞ ∞My love is vengeance∞ ∞That's never free∞ Dhylan blinked a few times, slowly, before sighing. He shook his head at her question, then spoke "up" again. "Broomsticks. I didn't know I was s'pposed to like him, so he ran off." Sure, Heather had said it was okay to like boys and girls, but that didn't mean he wanted to shag everyone in the school! Now he just had to narrow it down to one person. Unfortunately, he had absolutely no clue who the person could be. The thoughts that had just quieted were now running rampant once more. He wanted to just turn them off, but that seemed impossible. The teen curled back down, bringing his entire comforter coiling around him. Other than his hair and eyes, nothing if the boy could really be seen. ∞No one knows what its like∞ ∞To feel these feelings∞ ∞Like I do, and I blame you!∞ ∞No one bites back as hard∞ ∞On their anger∞ ∞None of my pain and woe∞ ∞Can show through∞
∞No one knows what it's like
∞To be mistreated, to be defeated
∞Behind Blue Eyes
∞No one knows how to say
∞That they're sorry and don't worry
∞I'm not telling lies |
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 7:08 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 7:22 pm
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No one knows what it's like∞
To be the bad man∞
To be the sad man∞
Behind Blue Eyes∞
And no one knows∞
What it's like to be hated∞
To be fated to telling only lies∞ ∞But my dreams they aren't as empty∞ ∞As my conscience seems to be∞ ∞I have hours, only lonely∞ ∞My love is vengeance∞ ∞That's never free∞ Dhylan looked up at Nell, a look of both confusion and worry. "I-I don't know... I think I have to..." He felt sick. Had he just known Eun liked him, he would have been able to keep the other boy safe... or at least be kidnapped with him... or... something. He really didn't know what he wanted, at this point. When Nell tried to tell him this wasn't his fault, Dhyl's eyes narrowed, showing his anger, but also revealing the tiny part of him that longed for that statement to be true. "That's a lie and you know it, Nell. Had I not been such an ignorant t**t, Eu--... he would never have run off. It is all my fault." His voice was cracking under the pressure of trying to be sane. ∞No one knows what its like∞ ∞To feel these feelings∞ ∞Like I do, and I blame you!∞ ∞No one bites back as hard∞ ∞On their anger∞ ∞None of my pain and woe∞ ∞Can show through∞
∞No one knows what it's like
∞To be mistreated, to be defeated
∞Behind Blue Eyes
∞No one knows how to say
∞That they're sorry and don't worry
∞I'm not telling lies |
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