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Posted: Fri May 18, 2018 5:25 pm
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2018 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 8:39 am
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( Nordic Halfblood ■ Second Year Gryffindor ■ Metamorphagus ) ↫xx I ɢoт α ғeelιɴɢ ιɴѕιde тнαт I cαɴ'т doмeѕтιcαтe Iт doeѕɴ'т wαɴɴα lιve ιɴ α cαɢe A ғeelιɴɢ тнαт I cαɴ'т нoυѕeвreαĸ Aɴd I'м yoυrѕ 'тιl тнe eαrтн Sтαrтѕ тo crυмвle αɴd тнe нeαveɴѕ roll αwαy I'м ѕтrυɢɢlιɴɢ тo eхιѕт wιтн yoυ αɴd wιтнoυт yoυ, yeαн I'м jυѕт α ғυll тαɴĸ αwαy ғroм ғreedoм, ѕpιтғιre!
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Donner ducked with his hands covering his knitted beanie and his suddenly blond hair when an unholy rain of mashed potatoes were lobbed at him. Godammit (sorry pappa for the language, this was his favorite beanie! And it's homemade! Let alone his clothes, he worked hard for this to be fashionable! His hair being orange in aggression, he was about to throw a lob at a random stranger when his sister Drew threw him one. For some reason, he was feeling pink and he just laughed instead. Donner retaliated by throwing a buttered toast at Drew, then he saw London and Wilson (and Ana) having a food fight.
By instinct, Donner grabbed an empty silver platter and used it as a mini-shield. Sometimes, as a racket. Like a tennis racket. He rushed to London side and lobbed some french toasts at the Hawthorne twins. "You could use some reinforcements!" Donner chirped at London, his hair being pinker as ever. "Show them how good you are in hittin' bludgers!" Donner began to smirk, looking almost like Drew when she was being a smartass being proven right.
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I'м ѕιғтιɴɢ тнroυɢн тнe ѕαɴd, ѕαɴd, ѕαɴd, ѕαɴd Looĸιɴɢ тнroυɢн pιeceѕ oғ вroĸeɴ нoυrɢlαѕѕ Tryιɴɢ тo ɢeт ιт αll вαcĸ, pυт ιт вαcĸ тoɢeтнer Aѕ ιғ тнe тιмe нαd ɴever pαѕѕed I ĸɴow I ѕнoυld wαlĸ αwαy, ĸɴow I ѕнoυld wαlĸ αwαy Bυт I jυѕт wαɴт тo leт yoυ вreαĸ мy вrαιɴ Aɴd I cαɴ'т ѕeeм тo ɢeт α ɢrιp, ɴo мαттer нow I lιve wιтн ιт!
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ wнeɴ - Lunchbreak 2041, Fall ↫xx wнere - Gryffindor ↫xxxx wιтн - London ↫xxxxxx
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 9:01 am
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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!
Londy was waiting for his next opportunity to arise, hoping to pelt his cousin with something gross. Perhaps some chicken drumsticks? They were covered in sauce, so it might be worthwhile. From somewhere near the Slytherins came another blob of mashed potatoes, making the boy swear. Who was joining in now?! He looked up, seeing one of the Gryffindors in the wave of Green and Silver. Was it her? Or was it Will being a right prat again?! He was about to take aim, but another kid, Donner, spoke to him. He was using a serving platter as a cover, which was actually a pretty genius idea. "You're right, I could! Will in Slytherin's main target! He got bloody potatoes in my hair! It'll take days to get 'em out!" He frowned, an angry Scottish accent coming from him. The boy grabbed a handful of the saucy drumsticks, lobbing them over at his cousin. Maybe he'd think twice before messing with him this time!
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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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 9:09 am
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Great Hall xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Hikaru and Charlie xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? FOOD FIIIIIIGHT! xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? R E V E N G E !!!
Dris grinned triumphantly, with Charlie now thoroughly covered in pudding. Unfortunately, his victory was short lived. Something cold and slimy was coated all down his front, and... Oh no. He yelped, stepping back. "Augh! What was that?! Ick, it went down my pants! Not cool!" He grabbed a bowl of now-cold soup, then dumped it over Charlie's head, frowning. Oh, there would be hell to pay for this! The tall boy ran back to Ravenclaw table, setting up a place to fire food at the boy. He wanted to fight? Well, now there was a war!
Aʟʟ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀsᴛ ʟᴀɴᴇ, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏʟʟɪɴ' ꜰʀᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀᴀɪɴOɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ʀᴏᴠᴇʀI'ᴍ ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛI'ᴍ ᴀ ꜰɪʀsᴛ-ᴄʟᴀss ʟᴇᴛ-ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴀ "sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ, sɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ"I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴄᴀsᴇ, I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ʙᴏᴏᴍ. Iᴛ's ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀʀɪᴠɪɴɢ,Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴜɴᴇOʜ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs? Oʜ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ PᴏʟᴀʀᴏɪᴅBᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴅ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 12:52 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 6:10 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 8:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2018 7:00 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2018 7:07 am
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Great Hall xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Dog Breath xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? P A R T Y xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? This will be awesome
When Hikaru slipped in, Dris was already hard at work. He'd brought his broom, and was using it to hang streamers of all house colors through the rafters of the Great Hall. This was going to be amazing. He flew down and landed, cackling wildly. "I really hope this works. If we get caught, we'll go down in infamy." Luckily, his jovial grin never wavered from his face. It would be an awesome party, or at least it was planned to be. He'd even raided Milo's stash of vinyls to play through the night. His hair was a mess and his shirt was a bit too loose, but he didn't care about looks. It was a party, after all!
Aʟʟ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀsᴛ ʟᴀɴᴇ, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏʟʟɪɴ' ꜰʀᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀᴀɪɴOɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ʀᴏᴠᴇʀI'ᴍ ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛI'ᴍ ᴀ ꜰɪʀsᴛ-ᴄʟᴀss ʟᴇᴛ-ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴀ "sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ, sɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ"I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴄᴀsᴇ, I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ʙᴏᴏᴍ. Iᴛ's ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀʀɪᴠɪɴɢ,Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴜɴᴇOʜ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs? Oʜ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ PᴏʟᴀʀᴏɪᴅBᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴅ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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