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 Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 9:33 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxΖΖΖΖ ΤΌΠ ΤΌΖ³Ζ¦Ζ "ΖΖΖΠ" ΤΌΖ ΖΠΖ¬Ζ¬Π β
β FΟΟ
Π³ΟΠ½ ΨΡλг β Π
lΟΟΠ½Ξ΅Π³ΞΉΟ β Ζ€Ο
Π³Ξ΅ΟlΟΟd β spacee 
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
Some legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me, remember me for centuries
And just one mistake is all it will take
We'll go down in history, remember me for centuries!
βββ βββ β βββ β βββ β ββ βββ β βββ β βββ β ββ ββ βββ β ββ ββ ββββ β
Nike didn't really mind the wedding to be honest since the weather was nice and it was taken place on a beach. The only downside, aside from the fact that she didn't like her future in-laws, was the very fact that Cyrus 'bloody blondie' Lillantine thought it was a good idea to land himself over some young girl with his fiancee and probably his parents as witnesses. Nike didn't even like her fiance but bloody hell, what was something that came to his head and pulled stuff like that in such an event like this, anyway? But then, whatever, these things were none of her business and if he got into trouble, it was not her fault.
Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her purse and stood up from her seat, rather abruptly. She would like to talk to someone who didn't fall in the circle called 'Possibly drunken arsehats', and maybe that Maid of Honor was one of them. But what if after Nike talked to her, she ended up talking to someone from that certain circle? She couldn't help but ponder about many possibilities, but she had to try-- No, not try, do. Taking a deep breath, she approached the blonde female, greeting her in a simple manner, she didn't have time for sophiscated ones, "Hello, would it be fine with you if I sit with you? I will be no bother, I promise." She said, "You're that prefect in Slytherin, right? My name's Nicole, or well, Nike." Her grey eyes spoke for her that she would very much prefer being called 'Nike' but it wasn't like she hated 'Nicole'; it was just that her nickname gave her good vibes all the time.
βββ βββ β βββ β βββ β βββ β ββ ββ βββ ββ ββββ β βββ β βββ β ββ βββ β
And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name 'cause I was only born inside my dreams
Until you die for me, as long as there's a light, my shadow's over you
'Cause I am the opposite of amnesia and you're a cherry blossom,
You're about to bloom, you look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ ΟΞΉβ h [Violante] Ξ±β [the beach] β Ζ²Ξ΅Π³Ο Ζ±ΟΡΞΉllΞΉΟΙ’lΟ Ξ£ΟΙ’Ξ»Ι’Ξ΅d β ΞΟΟΞΉΠ³Ξ΅ β ƬнΡϻΡ Π
ΟΟΙ’ β
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 5:51 pm
Now the pale morning sings of forgotten things...
She plays a tune for those who wish to overlook-
The fact that they've been blindly deceived;
By those who preach and pray and teach!
But she falls short and the night explodes in laughter;
But don't you come here and say I didn't warn you...
About the way your world can alter.  V I O L A N T E
F A Y E
L I L L A N T I N E
Slytherin Pureblood β Seventh Year Prefect β Adopted
Vio saw Nike Lovette approaching before she came right up to her, and assumed it was because she was sick of sitting alone; she seemed to be the only Lovette in attendance, and had probably been forced to go due to Cy being a groomsman. The fourth year was dressed in a sophisticated, older fashion, if the dress was very old fashioned, even for a pureblooded wedding, and while she didn't seem nervous or intimidated by her surroundings, she did seem wary. Which was good. Vio would have advised wariness for anyone dealing with her cousin. "It's alright with me," she said mildly. "Violante Lillantine. Lovely to meet you, Nike." Cy had not yet seemed to notice his fiancee's absence, which was probably for the best. And oh, how you try to command it all still...
Every single time it all shifts one way or the other.
And I'm a goddamn coward, but then again, so are you.
And the lion's roar, the lion's roar-
Has me evading and hollering for you.
And I never really knew what to do;
For now I can only guess what's coming next.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 6:42 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxΖΖΖΖ ΤΌΠ ΤΌΖ³Ζ¦Ζ "ΖΖΖΠ" ΤΌΖ ΖΠΖ¬Ζ¬Π β
β FΟΟ
Π³ΟΠ½ ΨΡλг β Π
lΟΟΠ½Ξ΅Π³ΞΉΟ β Ζ€Ο
Π³Ξ΅ΟlΟΟd β spacee
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
Some legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me, remember me for centuries
And just one mistake is all it will take
We'll go down in history, remember me for centuries!
βββ βββ β βββ β βββ β ββ βββ β βββ β βββ β ββ ββ βββ β ββ ββ ββββ β
"Good to know." Nike smiled as Violante agreed to sit with her, but then she felt that she might like this person. She seemed to be the likable one in the Lillantine family, since Nike knew she wouldn't like her future father-in-law at first glance. It might be her gut feeling, but she wasn't that stupid to ignore it. Taking a seating and crossing her legs, she said, "If you don't mind me asking, since you and Cy are pretty much related, is there anything I need to know about this guy?" Well, sure, Nike did notice that yes, Cy was being a flirt and she wouldn't worry much as him noticing her absence. She and Cy were supposed to be just-friends, not some couple bonded by God, Nike had a to-do list and having a special someone was probably not one of them as far as she was concerned. And yes, she did look as if she didn't like the guy, but then maybe the betrothal might be the inspiration for her to grow dislike to him. She could have easily added, "Because I don't like him" But she knew better than causing trouble like that.
βββ βββ β βββ β βββ β βββ β ββ ββ βββ ββ ββββ β βββ β βββ β ββ βββ β
And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name 'cause I was only born inside my dreams
Until you die for me, as long as there's a light, my shadow's over you
'Cause I am the opposite of amnesia and you're a cherry blossom,
You're about to bloom, you look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ ΟΞΉβ h [Violante] Ξ±β [the beach] β Ζ²Ξ΅Π³Ο Ζ±ΟΡΞΉllΞΉΟΙ’lΟ Ξ£ΟΙ’Ξ»Ι’Ξ΅d β ΞΟΟΞΉΠ³Ξ΅ β ƬнΡϻΡ Π
ΟΟΙ’ β
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 10:23 pm
 Location: Avery Manor Grounds - Wendy's Wedding Mira was happy that it hadnβt been as bad as Timothy had thought it wouldβve been. Then again it was surprisingly not as bad as she thought it would be either. βGlad to hear it.β She said with a smile as theyβre figures intertwined. βI love you.β She told him as she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Mira rested her head on her boyfriendβs shoulder as she looked out at the water. A beach wedding was certainly a romantic setting what with the sun shimmering on the water and the sounds the shore made. She loved it. She loved it more because Timothy was there with her. Part of her wanted to say that if she were to get married, a beach setting seemed kind of nice. Of course to admit that would be to admit that marriage was on her mind. She was not her sister, she certainly wasnβt Wendy, and she definitely wasnβt in a rush.
Despite not seeing Timothy as much as she wanted, Mira was otherwise happy. They still had their date nights and she couldnβt pass up flowers. Sure her boyfriend lived with Benjamin but kick him out of the flat for a few hours and it was all good. Though sheβd be lying if she said she didnβt mind seeing Benjamin from time to time. Preferable not on date night thought. Status: Happy With: Wedding guests... Timothy Wearing: Seafoam Dress OOC: A new familiar! Mira can't wait!
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 6:54 am
Now the pale morning sings of forgotten things...
She plays a tune for those who wish to overlook-
The fact that they've been blindly deceived;
By those who preach and pray and teach!
But she falls short and the night explodes in laughter;
But don't you come here and say I didn't warn you...
About the way your world can alter. V I O L A N T E
F A Y E
L I L L A N T I N E
Slytherin Pureblood β Seventh Year Prefect β Adopted
Nike, as it turned out, did not take long to get to her point. Vio was slightly taken aback by her bluntness; she wouldn't have expected it from a little Slytherin princess, but then again, the girl didn't seem to have the complex a lot of young Slytherins did, which mainly involved a lot of posturing. Still, her question was a loaded one. She might be genuinely curious, already have suspicions- Vio had no idea how the boy behaved around her- or be fishing for information for her parents. Either way, it didn't matter all that much; Vio would be thrilled to hear she'd ruined a betrothal, to be perfectly honest. "Cy has two faces," she said moderately. "Like most people. But you'll rarely see one of them, unless he wants you to. He's deliberate. I would be on the lookout for that if I were you. If he does something that seems... not like him, he's probably doing it for a reason." Yes, she could have just said 'he's insane', but there was no point in terrifying a fourteen year old girl if it ended up being unnecessary. And oh, how you try to command it all still...
Every single time it all shifts one way or the other.
And I'm a goddamn coward, but then again, so are you.
And the lion's roar, the lion's roar-
Has me evading and hollering for you.
And I never really knew what to do;
For now I can only guess what's coming next.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 12:28 pm
 xπππππ πΈπππππππ π·πππππππππxxxxx xxxx Time: Summer 2034
Location: Avery Manor Grounds
Dressed: like the siren I am
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 8:00 pm
Come here in the duality of time-
The things I feel now I never thought I'd find.
I wonder if our future was written in our past...
I was your first taste, would you be my last?
My world split in two; I had to prove I didn't think-
I didn't know I could do it without you.  α΅ α΅ α΅ αΆ° α΅ α΅ Κ³
α΅ Κ³ αΆ€ Λ’ α΅ α΅ αΆ°
Λ‘ αΆ€ Λ‘ Λ‘ α΅ αΆ° α΅ αΆ€ αΆ° α΅
αΆ α΅Κ³α΅α΅Κ³ Λ’Λ‘ΚΈα΅Κ°α΅Κ³αΆ€αΆ° β α΅α΅Κ³α΅α΅Λ‘α΅α΅α΅ Κ°α΅αΆ€Κ³ β αΆ°α΅Κ·Λ‘ΚΈΚ·α΅α΅
Vander stiffened slightly at the mention of his father, and carefully avoided looking for the man in the midst of the crowd. He could have reflected on the fact that he was eighteen, an adult, supposedly a man now, and he still couldn't bring himself to directly contradict Callius Lillantine, but he preferred not to. How his father acted didn't influence him, not anymore. It'd been obvious a long time ago that they weren't as similar as either of them might have hoped. "My father doesn't do a lot of things," he said dismissively, "And she hates him more every year for it." Vander could despise his mother and still recognize that his parents's relationship was in general a s**t show that was a combined effort between the two of them. They might still hold some withered remnants of genuine affection for one another, but he didn't doubt either would drop the other if they saw greener grass on the other side of the fence. He snickered at her wording it as a 'non-traditional hobby', but quieted at the mention of children. Wendy hadn't made it a secret that she wanted him, even if that technically didn't matter, as they'd be expected to have children, and a lot of them, regardless of whether or not they wanted them. Honestly Vander wasn't sure he'd prove capable of parenting even one child, never mind several. He didn't even like children. He assumed he'd like his own, especially if they took after their mother, but it wasn't as if he had any shining examples of parenting to look up to. His father had fathered him, sure, but Vander wasn't so sure he was all that much better for it. "Cursebreaking," he said simply in response to her half teasing, half serious question. "Don't breathe a word about it my parents- I don't want them to know until I'm actually making money." You could hardly complain about gold. Envision me on the frame...
Lost in the rules we made to our own game.
I crawl myself through black holes-
To wind up at your door; more than eyes to find.
Didn't believe it wasn't worth the fall...
No trace of where; now fully realized this fear.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 4:03 am
xπππππ πΈπππππππ π·πππππππππxxxxx xxxx Time: Summer 2034
Location: Avery Manor Grounds
Dressed: like the siren I am
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