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 Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 7:46 pm
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Adrian Foster Ofdensen
⊱Slytherin⊰ ⊱ 6th year⊰ ⊱Seventeen⊰ ⊱ With Charles⊰
╚═══════════════════╝ Finding no other reason why he had to stay in the hall, Adrian took a look at his homework, packed up and left. Charles took off soon after. "We will go to a class and ask them if they need help with anything seeing as we have no classes just yet." Charles nodded his head and exited the hall.
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Posted: Tue Sep 24, 2013 12:29 am
(My character looks like my avvie )
Dramakus Dakk-Griffindor-Fifth year-16
*****
Dakk had finished unpacking. Her pet owl had been put into the owlery and all the other bits and bobs, nick-nacks, and otherwise had found their temporary homes.
Now, Dakk was bored. The hall seemed to be the best place to start in all the weirdness that was school. Home-schooling hadn't quite prepared her for the bustling world that was no set upon her. At sixteen, she should be in her sixth year, but, due to cautious adults she had been put back in fifth year. 'Oh well.' Dakk sighed to herself.
Well, as a self appointed high elf of muggle mythology, Dakk would meet her destiny with head held high. Sure, the pointed ears, red eyes, and dangling gold jewellery has already merited a few curious looks, but Dakk was determined to enjoy her fantasy role no matter what anyone else thought.
With a bounce in her step, Dakk made her way to the hall, hoping, if not a little, that she would be met with friendly faces.
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X_of_Pentacles Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 7:08 am
 DeVey, Xavier: Slytherin 2nd yearHe and Evita had seperated once they hit the castle, hoping that of the two of them, one could get help even if the other was detained. It seemed this would be the case, as he nearly skidded into the newcomer. The second year almost fell backwards but crouched low and got back up again when he had his balance. Eyes wide and nearly out of breath, he sized up his obstacle. "Can you help us?" Xavier didn't know who she was or what side she was on, but even a mis-informed agent of evil could be utilized for their rescue atempt. Brewing success one experiment at a time.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 12:18 pm
((Copy-paste a pain mobile. And I'm lazy, so you guys can look up her pic and stuff))
Lisiana wandered toward the Great Hall, impatiently snapping her fan open and shut in her left hand. Her robes were already somewhat torn by the fan's bladed edge, and each snap ripped it even more. Underneath, the uniform was a disaster, rather haphazardly yanked on, with the scarlet and gold tie a jumbled knot of a hopeless necklace. "Stupid stairs are stupid and really should be stopped before someone falls and dies." she muttered to herself, ignoring the others that she passed. She had no doubt that she would have a reputation as a scary person, but it was their fault for creating this magic mess. She knew that her American accent would also stick out in this country, as it had before.
She supposed that she could to back to that tower and finish unpacking, but she had gotten out her things, not the 'wizarding' nonsense her foster parents had fobbed on her. At least they didn't realize that she had put some more practical things in among the junk. Granted, her science books, non-moving photographs of her real family (color pictures, no less), and blade guard for her fan were just plopped on her bed at the moment, but those were out, at least, where she had easy access to them.
She snapped the fan open again and smirked as a small swatch of cloth finally tore off the robe and drifted to the ground. "Stupid idea, these things." she grumbled.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 1:18 pm
Theaken Thule, of the Hufflepuff House of Hogwarts!
'As Louis once said, first the imbeciles who claimed Final Fantasy 7 was more powerful than Super Robot Wars and anyone from there can solo this Super Robot Wars stuff easily are getting worse, then Meredith Pensworth might not be feeling too well, then the Ministries of Magic are getting infiltrated in at least Europe alone, now we have the threat of Voldemort's final *gift* to worry about,' Theaken thought to himself as he goes to spend a few minutes away from Defense against The Dark Arts, to welcome the newcomers.
'I vaguely recall seeing Miss Dakk at the same year Pensworth, Louis and I graduated, when she arrived,' Theaken thought to himself,'If I am wrong, I apologize,' as he goes to look at the newest newcomer, and then go to greet her in a simple handshake.
Pleasure to meet you, I'm Theaken Thule, I graduated from Hogwarts and I am now wondering why the Prefects haven't arrived to check on you, and your name is? as Theaken goes to look at the bladed fan Lisiana was holding in her left hand with a thought to himself,'No worries, I can just prevent the blade from hitting me with my eyes closed, simple as that,' as he goes to close his eyes while admitting the following,The Stairway has existed for years and its older than you or I, actually, hoping not to get across as a 'Know-it-all' around these parts just for stating the fact.
(OOC: Pardon me for being late with Theaken!)
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 1:35 pm
"What the hell is a prefect." she snapped, her tone most definitely not questioning. "Go away, freakshow." she gave a lazy swipe with a closed fan and stalked off in a different direction, snapping the fan open once again. "Magic-loving freaks." she growled. "And here I am, forced to become one of them. Of course I'm a pissant for being forced to be something I don't want to be!" she hissed at a statue and swiped at it, missing but not caring. "Of course I'm going to be 'a little but sad' when coming here, it's unnatural!" she was unaware that her voice had risen somewhat, any that students were giving her more than odd looks now. Some had fear mixed in.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 2:14 pm
Within the span of 0.1 seconds, Theaken goes to parry away the Bladed fan with the scabbard of his very rapier, not bothering to apply Occlumency's polar opposite to scan Lisiana's thoughts,'She knows little about how we live our lives with Hogwarts,' as Theaken responds,If it would make you feel better, I can grab you a copy of Fate/Zero by Gen Urobuchi, at an overall basis it might not be immediately too helpful compared to watching or reading Madoka Magica, but I would hope it would help you know that you are not alone with not trusting Magic in general, as Theaken thinks to himself on the following,'Louis Arcus-Iris would suspect that the newcomer must have had to see someone in her family get killed right before her eyes, she'd definitely fit right in with us or the people from those dot hack(.hack) shows Louis and I tend to watch, I never enjoyed having to watch one of Potter's memories when it came to how Cedric died,' Theaken looked down, whenever he has to dwell in regards to these.
'She kind of feels different in accent from a deceased comrade of ours, she still reminds me of her at times, plus aside from hearing of Officer Jenkins or anyone like him, its not every day you have people with an accent more in-line with what you may find with the U.S than with our next-door neighbors in Britain, really,' Theaken reflects to himself as everyone was looking at the angered newcomer.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 2:19 pm
"Why don't you just leave me alone?'" she shouted, the last word causing everyone within a twenty feet radius, including herself, to have their hair set on fire. She didn't react to her head heating up, or the smell of burnt hair, as she glared at Theaken. "Why the hell do you have to be so damn annoying?! Is it some genetic fault that you freaks have?! Or is it the area culture?!"
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X_of_Pentacles Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 6:14 pm
DeVey, Xavier: Slytherin 2nd yearHe'd learned upon some of his fellow classmates that the problem had been solved, sort of; so it was some surprise that some other upheaval had decided to to rear it's head. Watching quietly, he wondered what house she belonged to exactly. Gryffindor was a common sorting for those who were oft careless or reckless. "I'm afraid it's a cultural thing. Go back to Salem if you think you can find the paperwork?" Unleashing a generic sprinkling spell, the burnt hair fizzled out, and he prepared himself for an attack. "I can only assume this little 'show' is why you're here in the first place. Not exactly harmless in an area of incendiaries, now are we? As soon as you figure a way out, feel free to assist me." Brewing success one experiment at a time.
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 8:00 am
((Hur hur, ragefest and distraction. And a color shift, natch))
Lisiana stormed off, not bothering to reply. It wasn't like their hair had actually been burnt, her foster parents had made sure of that. "Stupid bullshit world of bullshittery full of crap to where they can't function in the normal, real world because they're so ooh!" she had spotted a very real butterfly, and snapping her fan shut, gave chase. "Haven't seen a monarch in years!" she breathed, having done a heel foot turn. She followed it up until it flew out a window, far up above her head. "Aaawww...take me with yoooouuuuu!!" she said, reaching up toward the window. "Pleeeaaasssseee?!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 2:38 pm
Iris wanders in, sort of, frazzled. Lately, she had been locking herself in her dormitory and focusing on her studies. She still did not know anyone in her house due to the fact that she felt out of place. She ducked her head and shuffled through the Great Hall.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 2:00 pm
'The Original Primordial of this reality, the Original Nyx, isn't necessarily malevolent herself, yet all the same its often best to err on the side of caution in some respects,' Theaken thought to himself, as he adds to another of his thoughts,'Professor Jenkins mentioned somewhere how cases like a certain Sorcerer god-King of Scandinavia and his people are not allowed to interfere directly in this plane of reality,' while Theaken goes to look at his Rapier,'Not the Rune Sword, but pretty good for what it is,'
"Why hello there, classmates,"
Theaken said to the others who had arrived, while he goes to walk to Lisiana,"Fear not as there's no Child Kidnapping or Child Hunts in here, you don't have to worry about it," as Theaken Thule goes to look around where everyone else happened to be.
(OOC: I am so sorry for being so late, this time. crying )
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 2:50 pm
Lisiana whipped around. "What the hell are you talking about?!" she snapped, though she was obviously startled, by the way just her hair turned to flames, and her higher pitch, though she didn't seem to notice. The flames went down to her robes, though that as well went untouched, until it seemed that she was being burned alive.
((Better late than never, though this crossover stuff gets confusing))
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 1:43 pm
((I am going to see if we can't ease it up on it, in this next post.))
Theaken already gets out the helmet, and goes to look at everyone,"I apologize for dozing off like that, I take full blame and if you have more questions, I'll do what I can to explain them, are we clear?" as Theaken said it with a smile, before he snapped two of his fingers,"Be careful with that heat, you don't know who might get hit with it," as Theaken noted that a newcomer by the name of Iris has arrived,"Are you Miss Iris, by chance?" as Theaken still checks his Rapier when looking with the Super-Sensory Charm and one eye at Iris, while focusing the other on Lisiana.
(OOC: I apologize for being a few months late.
Forgive me? crying )
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 7:49 pm
"Uh, yeah," Iris says almost inaudibly. She shuffles her feet and looks at the ground. "Who would like to know, might I ask?" she asks quietly.
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