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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 3:12 pm
   ✺ Single✺ Chaser✺ Werewolf✺ Gryffindor✺ Pureblood✺▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ almost cried when Sam said he liked her. Cait had gotten him first?! What the he- her mind blanked when Sam kissed her. She kissed harder, tangling her fingers in his hair. She had nearly no experience with this, but she did her best. She felt Sam's tears and pulled back, looking at him. "Why are you crying Sam?" she asked, looking into his eyes. She stroked his hair lovingly, tears filling her own eyes. Why would he do this? Didn't he realize how much she had loved him for four long years now?!
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Wearing{Out of Chasing:} ────(♥)(♥)(♥)────(♥)(♥)(♥)__ɪƒ ƴσυ'ʀє αʟσηє,──(♥)██████(♥)(♥)██████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧα∂σѡ.─(♥)████████(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт тσ cʀƴ,─(♥)██████████████████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧσυʟ∂єʀ.──(♥)████████████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт α ɧυɢ,────(♥)████████████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ρɪʟʟσѡ.──────(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ηєє∂ тσ ɓє ɧαρρƴ,────────(♥)████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɱɪʟє.─────────(♥)██(♥)ɓυт αηƴтɪɱє ƴσυ ηєє∂ α ƒʀɪєη∂,───────────(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ʝυѕт ɓє ɱє.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 3:34 pm
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Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛ ✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Confused, Guilty...
✔Status: With Caitlin Engels He pulled away from her after she broke the kiss and turned, to better hide his tears. "Because I can't. I love Cait. That... that won't change. I... I'm sorry Rem." He started to walk away, bringing his sleeve up to wipe his eyes. Then he stopped. "I... I wish there was another way. I'm sorry." Then he walked away, trying his hardest not to walk back, to run to her and wrap his arms around her. It had to be this way. Out Of Character: ...
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 3:48 pm
✺ Single✺ Chaser✺ Werewolf✺ Gryffindor✺ Pureblood✺▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ heard Sam's words, then watched him walk away. When he apologized, she collapsed to the ground in tears. She sobbed pathetically on the cold floor for several minutes, before sitting up. "Fine. I will make you love me." she said in a harsh voice. She stood to her feet, looking almost possessed. Her gold eyes were black with cold rage. She turned and headed for Hogsmeade, smiling evilly about her idea.
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Wearing{Out of Chasing: Creepy Remy is creepy!!!} ────(♥)(♥)(♥)────(♥)(♥)(♥)__ɪƒ ƴσυ'ʀє αʟσηє,──(♥)██████(♥)(♥)██████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧα∂σѡ.─(♥)████████(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт тσ cʀƴ,─(♥)██████████████████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧσυʟ∂єʀ.──(♥)████████████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт α ɧυɢ,────(♥)████████████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ρɪʟʟσѡ.──────(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ηєє∂ тσ ɓє ɧαρρƴ,────────(♥)████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɱɪʟє.─────────(♥)██(♥)ɓυт αηƴтɪɱє ƴσυ ηєє∂ α ƒʀɪєη∂,───────────(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ʝυѕт ɓє ɱє.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 3:20 pm
David Clarisse
Gryffindor
First Year   Location: Gryffindor Common room → Seventh Floor "Why... why didn't I make the team?" David questioned as he ran down the hall a little ways. 'I let my dad down again what's he going to say when I tell him I didn't make the team.' he worried to himself. "This is so unfair I did everything right!" he yelled hitting the wall only hurting himself instead. Tears streaming down he finally gave up and slide down to the ground. 'No wonder dad isn't happy with me...' he thought feeling down right depressed, alone, and uncared for one hundred percent... Status: Upset and fustrated With: No one List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: ---
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 1:29 pm
When WE first came HERE,
We were COLD and we were CLEAR,
With no COLORS on our SKIN,
We were LIGHT and PAPER THIN. And when WE first came HERE,
We were COLD and we were CLEAR,
With no COLORS on our SKIN,
'Till YOU let the SPECTRUM in. Say my name: Concerned
And every color illuminates: Is he OK?
We are shining: David
And we'll never be afraid again: Seventh Floor Corridor
N E W L Y N
T A R A
V A S SB L O O D T R A I T O R | H U F F L E P U F F | S E C O N D Y E A R |  Newlyn had been drawing inside an empty classroom, working to capture the view beyond the window, when she heard yelling, and the general sounds of a very upset person. Wondering who it was, and if she knew them, she slowly crept over toward the door, which was half open. She immediately recognized the boy sitting on the floor crying as David, Chloe's younger brother. The poor boy looked miserable, and Newlyn's blue eye's were full of worry and concern as she studied him. Finally she decided it couldn't hurt to just try and comfort him, so she slipped out of the room and over to his side, sitting down beside the first year silently. For a minute or two she said nothing, and then spoke. "Bad day, huh?" Her voice was quiet and soothing, from years of practice in dealing with upset children.
M A T U R I T Y is only achieved when one accepts L I F E as full of T E N S I O N.
And when we COME for YOU,
We'll be DRESSED up all in BLUE,
With the OCEAN in our ARMS,
Kissing EYES and kissing PALMS. And when it's TIME to PRAY,
We'll be DRESSED up all in GREY,
With METAL on our TONGUES,
And SILVER in our LUNGS.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 7:32 pm
David Clarisse
Gryffindor
First Year Location: Seventh Floor David hadn't even realized that Newlyn had come and joined him. That was how upset he truly was about not making the team. It wasn't until she spoke that he realized he wasn't alone. Quickly whipping away his tears as if to hide the fact he was crying, although it was too late for that now. "Yeah... I guess you could say that..." he muttered trying to stop his tears. "I didn't make the team..." he added leaning his head on his knees, staring down at the stone ground. Status: Upset... With: Newlyn List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: She cares smile
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 9:32 am
When WE first came HERE,
We were COLD and we were CLEAR,
With no COLORS on our SKIN,
We were LIGHT and PAPER THIN. And when WE first came HERE,
We were COLD and we were CLEAR,
With no COLORS on our SKIN,
'Till YOU let the SPECTRUM in. Say my name: Concerned
And every color illuminates: Ah, so that's why...
We are shining: David
And we'll never be afraid again: Seventh Floor Corridor
N E W L Y N
T A R A
V A S SB L O O D T R A I T O R | H U F F L E P U F F | S E C O N D Y E A R | Newlyn sighed. So that's why he was crying. She couldn't exactly relate, as she had never tried out for Quidditch, but it must have been horrible to try out for something you loved and then not make the cut. "David, I'm really sorry to hear that. I'm sure you're a great Quidditch player, but first years don't usually make the teams. If you keep practicing, and try out again next year, I'm sure you'll eventually make it." She placed a hand on his shoulder in a comforting way. "No one's going to judge you for not making the team. I'm pretty bad at Quidditch myself. It takes a lot of guts to go and try out to begin with, anyways. You should be proud of yourself for doing your best."
M A T U R I T Y is only achieved when one accepts L I F E as full of T E N S I O N.
And when we COME for YOU,
We'll be DRESSED up all in BLUE,
With the OCEAN in our ARMS,
Kissing EYES and kissing PALMS. And when it's TIME to PRAY,
We'll be DRESSED up all in GREY,
With METAL on our TONGUES,
And SILVER in our LUNGS.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:18 pm
David Clarisse
Gryffindor
First Year Location: Seventh Floor David knew it was hard maybe if he’d been better at playing keeper or tried out for beater he would have made the team. However his dream was really either chaser or seeker which he couldn’t be as their captain Sam played that role on the team. “I guess… but I just wanted to make my dad proud of me.” He told her. “I’m always letting him down and he was on the Ravenclaw team when he was here so I just wanted to live up to his expectations for once.” He explained. “Besides I seem to be sucking at most of my classes so far…” David added. He seemed to be blurting everything out just because he hadn’t talked about it much. He would never go and tell Chloe about his problems she’d only tell him to get over it… well at least in his mind anyways. Status: Upset... With: Newlyn List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: ---
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 1:43 pm
When WE first came HERE,
We were COLD and we were CLEAR,
With no COLORS on our SKIN,
We were LIGHT and PAPER THIN. And when WE first came HERE,
We were COLD and we were CLEAR,
With no COLORS on our SKIN,
'Till YOU let the SPECTRUM in. Say my name: Sympathetic
And every color illuminates: Poor boy...
We are shining: David
And we'll never be afraid again: Seventh Floor Corridor
N E W L Y N
T A R A
V A S SB L O O D T R A I T O R | H U F F L E P U F F | S E C O N D Y E A R | Newlyn listened silently as David expressed his want to make his father proud and his difficulty with his classes. She nodded sympathetically. She couldn't really relate to wanting to make a father proud, as she hated hers, but she could relate to feeling as if you weren't really good at anything. "Hey, I'm sure your dad is proud of you whether you're a champion Quidditch player or not. I doubt he made the team first year either. You just have to keep trying and work for it, if you really want to do Quidditch. I don't think you're always letting him down anyways." She patted him on the shoulder. "And don't worry about your classes. Everyone's really bad in the beginning. Magic's hard, David. You'll get the hang of it eventually." She stretched her legs out from where they had been curled up beneath her with a sigh. "My legs are falling asleep from sitting on this floor." The distant tolling of a clock made her rise unsteadily, extending a hand to the smaller first year. "Hm, I think dinner's going to start soon. You're probably hungry, right? I know I always am after a good cry. C'mon, let's go."
M A T U R I T Y is only achieved when one accepts L I F E as full of T E N S I O N.
And when we COME for YOU,
We'll be DRESSED up all in BLUE,
With the OCEAN in our ARMS,
Kissing EYES and kissing PALMS. And when it's TIME to PRAY,
We'll be DRESSED up all in GREY,
With METAL on our TONGUES,
And SILVER in our LUNGS.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 5:18 pm
David Clarisse
Gryffindor
First Year Location: Seventh Floor David listened to Newlyn's words maybe she was right. He didn't really know when his father started playing quidditch all he knew was that his father talked a lot about it. "I guess you're right... but you have no idea what goes on at home..." he said slightly feeling better about not making the team. "I sure hope so... or less my classes are going to kill me." David told her before she brought up that her legs were falling asleep. "Yeah now that you mention it I kind of am." he answered a small smiling finally appearing on his face. Taking Newlyn's helpful hand he got up and followed Newlyn to dinner. (Exit) Status: Feeling a bit better... With: Newlyn List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: ---
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 11:22 am
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Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛ ✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Sad, yet excited.
✔Status: Single. After the conversation with Caitlin, Sam was single. He had left a letter for Remy, asking her to meet him in the seventh floor corridor, by the suits of armor. He had used this place last semester to tell Remy he had feelings for her, so he figured this would be a good place to start their new relationship. He sighed, his heart hammering in his throat. Out Of Character: ...
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 11:40 am
✺ Single✺ Chaser✺ Werewolf✺ Gryffindor✺ Pureblood✺▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ clutched the letter for dear life. Last time Sam asked her to meet him here, she got rejected, heart broken across the floor. She peeked around the corner, then took timid steps to reach Sam. Her gold eyes were wide, full of worry. She looked quite timid, which was weird for the young Gryffindor. Why she had chosen to wear a tutu and tennis shoes, she would never know.
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Wearing{Out of Chasing:} ────(♥)(♥)(♥)────(♥)(♥)(♥)__ɪƒ ƴσυ'ʀє αʟσηє,──(♥)██████(♥)(♥)██████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧα∂σѡ.─(♥)████████(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт тσ cʀƴ,─(♥)██████████████████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧσυʟ∂єʀ.──(♥)████████████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт α ɧυɢ,────(♥)████████████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ρɪʟʟσѡ.──────(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ηєє∂ тσ ɓє ɧαρρƴ,────────(♥)████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɱɪʟє.─────────(♥)██(♥)ɓυт αηƴтɪɱє ƴσυ ηєє∂ α ƒʀɪєη∂,───────────(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ʝυѕт ɓє ɱє.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:02 pm
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛
Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛ ✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Sad, yet excited.
✔Status: Single. When he heard the soft footsteps, Sam turned to see Remy peek her head out, then walk slowly towards him. The last he had asked her to meet him here, he had been sad and confused, liking two girls. Now, he was certain of himself, certain of one thing. While he liked two girls, he loved one. And here she was. He smiled at Remy. "Well, it's done. I... Me and Caitlin are broken up. So, erm... I was wondering... if... well... would you still like to be my girlfriend?"Out Of Character: ...
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:24 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:32 pm
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛
Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛ ✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Sad, yet excited.
✔Status: Single. He opened his mouth to say something when she asked if he wanted her, then she was saying yes and jumped at him to hug him. He smiled widely, a brighter shade of pink rising to his cheeks. Sam scooped her into his arms and spun her, incredibly happy. "Oh Remy! I'm so happy you said yes." Holding her in his arms, he kissed her. Out Of Character: ...
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