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[05 Sep 2008|10:13pm] |
Roses are red
And full of thorns
Violets are blue
And the world never warns you
That nothing ever lasts.
Roses like blood
And is it worth it?
The root in the earth
And the worm in the bud
Reach out or stand fast
This too shall pass.
[private to Meaghan]
Now that you're off traveling the world, are you still even reading these?
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[04 Sep 2008|08:17pm] |
WHO: Lily and James
WHAT: Talkins
WHEN: February 4, 1988; evening
WHERE: Potters' house
RATING/STATUS: PG/Incomplete
( Read more... )
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[04 Sep 2008|08:45pm] |
Hey everyone!
I'm Carol and I'll be playing James Potter! He's very friendly to most people *eyes Snape evilly* and quite set in his own ways - just don't mess with his family and friends because he can be just a tad protective.
As for me, I'm 21 and I've pretty much been playing this same character for about 4 years now. I'm in Brazil, so time difference can get a little iffy - but feel free to nag me through AIM (Staggering59) or e-mail (carolina_friendsj@hotmail.com) whenever you want to plot! I'm open for anything.
- Carol
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[04 Sep 2008|09:52am] |
Gryffindor's out two Chasers. Try-outs will be held this Saturday morning, seven o'clock sharp.
Yeah, that's all I have to write right now. I have to go tape up more notices everywhere and speak with Madame Hooch about not disqualifying us.
( Private to Lily )
( Private to Meaghan )
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| 009; in which our heroine makes excuses; week twenty-two point five |
[04 Sep 2008|01:58am] |
( Order )
( Remus, Sirius )
( Severus )
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[04 Sep 2008|01:02am] |
[Bella]
Bella, I'm bored and I'm tired of being cooped up in the house all day. I want to go somewhere with you and help with whatever you're planning. I heard whispers of hunting and fun. I want in on that.
[/Bella]
[Amycus]
I can go out and play with Bella, right? I'll stay if you want, but I'm terribly bored and I want to go out, cause trouble, and have some fun. Can I please?
[/Amycus]
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| Hexed to Kirley and people at Hogwarts |
[01 Sep 2008|02:42pm] |
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Safe.
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[30 Aug 2008|01:54am] |
I must say, I am more than a little disappointed with the quality of essays handed into me this last time around. I realise the lot of you are paying more attention to what is written in the Prophet as opposed to actually paying attention to your work.
The next essay handed in that is subpar in any way, shape or form, will be handed a detention -- no questions asked.
( Hexed to Death Eaters )
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[28 Aug 2008|03:22pm] |
Hewwo!
I forgot to mention that I was going to be on vacation. Sorry!!
I'm back now though and if anyone wants to plot feel free to email me at godsavetehqueen@hotmail.com
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[25 Aug 2008|04:01pm] |
Hi guys. I'm really sorry about being so touch and go recently. Once I get actual wireless in my aparment instead of ghetto jacking from the neighbors that seems to only really work in one spot, things will improve immensely.
That being said, I do have some hard news. I think I'm going to have to drop Aidan. I just don't have time for both of them and he's definitely a weak muse right now and I feel bad just having him hang around...If things improve for me and him in the next little while and no one's gone and picked him up, I'll consider taking him back into the game, but for right now, I think it's for the best.
♥ I miss you all and hope to be back by Saturday!!
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| RP: Charlie and Meaghan (backdated a bit) |
[24 Aug 2008|06:12pm] |
Peace and quiet. After the news about You-Know-Who splashed the front page of the Prophet, they were two elusive, bordering fictitious concepts. The kind of thing you read about in books set in libraries or, well, something. In the corridors, out on the Grounds, inside the owlery, outside the owlery, everywhere -- there were murmurs. There was fear. And sometimes, Charlie sensed something worse than fear: satisfaction from it all.
Charlie was amazed that, of all the places inside Hogwarts, his dormitory was the one place he found empty and still. There was an unchanged quality to it. His bed was still unmade, sheets in a disarray, a grass-stained sock of his was still hanging off Kirley's chair. There were a whole litter of messes no one could be bothered to pick up, still there. Still unaffected. He could have fallen asleep, woken up again, and thought he had imagined it all. Dreamed it.
It would be nice if he could. He could go back to thinking Quidditch was the second most important thing in the world, right beneath dragons and everything Hagrid had to tell him about magical beasts that Professor Kettleburn could only show them poor quality photographs of.
Now, now those things almost didn't even matter anymore.
Collapsing across his four poster in a sprawl, Charlie closed his eyes and buried his face in a pillow.
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[24 Aug 2008|12:53pm] |
[Hexed From Death Eater Types]
My, that was completed unexpected. Gee, however did we have no warning from the Ministry? He must have popped out of nowhere.
[/Anti-Death Eater Hex]
[Hexed to Order Members Only]
We finally getting off our arses and doing something about this situation? Or we just going to sit around and do needlework that says 'oh shite, Voldemort!' from here on out and let the incompetent morons at the Ministry continue to fuck things up until we're all dead?
[/Hex to Order Members]
[Hexed to Lily and James]
Harry ok? You tell him yet?
[/Hex to Lily and James]
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| Backdated to Saturday Morning - Meaghan and Herman |
[24 Aug 2008|01:29pm] |
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Meaghan was in a bad mood, and had been since she and Kirley returned from the holidays... and since everyone else returned as well, but who gave a crap about them? She didn't understand why they were there. Mum hadn't let them go out nearly at all during the holidays, and every day Meaghan had expected her to tell them to pack up, they were heading for Barbados or Australia or Fiji or someplace else that was safe, and, preferably, warm. But she hadn't, even after the New Year's Eve attack, and instead of kicking around on the beach somewhere Meaghan and Kirley were now sitting at table eating breakfast about a month after they should've been safely out of the country.
Well, Meaghan was. Kirley was still in the dorms, and would probably be sleeping until lunch. The point was that they'd been sent back to school without any indication of when or if they'd be pulled out, and the constant waiting was making her both antsy and extremely irritable. Besides, she had to be in classes with Tonks. How could you concentrate on lessons when someone who'd been kidnapped and nearly killed was sitting there? She was probably putting the rest of them in danger every second! Also, she had stupid hair.
She pushed her eggs around her plate moodily as the owls came in with the morning Prophets and whatever other papers and things people there subscribed to. This was all just a huge bloody waste of time, she thought. What was Mum waiting for?
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[24 Aug 2008|09:07am] |
Okay, so it's pretty definite at this point that the McCormacks are leaving - Catriona has means and money and no intention of leaving her kids in a dangerous spot. But I wanted to know if anyone wanted to thread with Meaghan before that, or packing up or something because goodness knows there won't be a lot of opportunities after that.
Aaaaaand time for church, see ya'll later!
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[23 Aug 2008|04:37pm] |
Oh sodding Salazar...
[Private]
If he's really back in the country I doubt I will last much longer. I'm certain that those who know will gladly give me up to save their own hides. There is only so much loyalty to go around I suppose. At least I'll have done my bit. That much I can say if he really does come after me.
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