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Ravenclaw: 880 |
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Date: January 16th, 2013
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It is now: Year 7 - Day 4 - Supper/Quidditch Practice
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| Welcome to Hogwarts Interactive Role Play, one of the net's best in Harry Potter and Hogwarts role plays. We hope you enjoy your visit. Here at Hogwarts our students are currently in their Seventh Year. Last year, the war against the Knights crescendoed into a direct attack against the school. Disappearances are still reported (or not) daily, and the Dark Lord and his Knights of Walpurgis have succeeded in spreading their message of "do as thou will" far and wide across the globe. Magical Law Enforcement, which is now the only authority in the wizarding world under Martial Law, has responded by tightening security, controlling the media, and strictly enforcing curfews and other laws. Their control is damaging to the people's freedom, and their hierarchy is a suspicious lot. It is clear that some members of the MLE like their new found power a bit too much, others see it necessary, but all are in serious danger of being consumed by it. But with the picture of just what Azariah Amaranth is after becoming ever clearer, and a third player in the form of a group called SAVIOR entering the scene, what will the MLE do next to ensure that they've got the situation under control? The Elementium, the Higher Plane that had once been hidden just beyond the veil in the Department of Mysteries, and the Deathly Hallows. The pieces of the puzzle have been identified, but what picture do they make? Today is Day 1 of Year Seven. Students have had time to recover from the Knight's attack, and are beginning to reluctantly return to the walls of Hogwarts. The safety of the school has been diminished, bringing up the question everyone must ask. Are you safe anywhere these days? It's up to each individual to decide their fate, where will you decide to go? You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. If you are interested in joining our forum as a role player, please take a look at the Joining HIRP Checklist (click me!) for an easy-to-follow guide on how to join! Click here to register! Await your email confirmation before you can post. If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| The Grounds/By the Lake; Day 4, Dinner/Freetime | |
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| Melanie Wilson | Nov 8 2008, 06:32:21 PM Post #101 |
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Half asleep Melanie entered the grounds , with her book still being grasped by her hands. Noticing that there were already people before her a scowl came upon her face. She bet that someone was going to at least talk to her . Though she was way too lazy to go back to the dungeon. She lazily went to the closest tree she could find and sat against it. It's trunk scratching her back slightly as she slid down to sit against it. Without hesistating she started reading. The moon giving her some light , letting her read without forcing her eyes. |
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| Jayceon Hubbard | Nov 8 2008, 07:49:38 PM Post #102 |
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{OOC: no problem!} Jay slumped back onto the blanket and looked up to the sky that had some stars appearing even though the sun was still above the horizon. He glanced at Summer, leaning against the tree. "I'm no where near as good as Chellie," He sighed deeply at the admition. "She should be like Britain's champion or something, but I can sorta play a good game." He watched her warmly. He glanced over at the lake and wondered if this night could be any more perfect! Looking back at the new girl in his life, regardless of what she may become, he was just enjoying having her nearby and allowing him to be a part of her company. He didn't want this night to end but knew it must. |
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| Contessa Jolie | Nov 8 2008, 07:59:13 PM Post #103 |
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Contessa was rocking back and forth, while playing a muggle song running through her head. She began to hit her fingers on her thigh, until she stopped in a flash when she noticed more and more students coming around her. Obviously not coming around because of her, but they were in the same location as she. Nodding at the two other Slytherin girls, Tessa noticed a Gryffindor boy, smoking, and immediately smirked. She had hoped that people at Hogwarts would smoke, just as they did at her muggle-school. Wanting to ask for one, Contessa rose from the rock and walked over to where he was, in a tree. Contessa approached the tree, and looked up at him. In her soft, relaxed voice, she spoke, "Hey, care to share?" That was a phrase that she was accustomed to, seeing as she was a peace-maker. |
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| Hellius Surla | Nov 8 2008, 11:10:59 PM Post #104 |
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Hellius' arms were crossed and his eyes shut tight as the tip of his cigarette burned away to ash. His aimless dreams were filled with nothing but dank blackness and the silent murmuring cackles of his inner demon. Just as a voice echoed to his ears, there was a burning sensation in his arm. Hellius' eyes shot open, he dropped the cigarette out of his mouth, and began to rub at the burn that scorched his skin. "Hey, care to share?" Another smoker? That's great. Shifting his gaze away from the girl and up to the tree branches, Hellius dug into his pocket and threw down the rest of his box of cigarettes which still had 3 left inside. "Keep the whole damn thing," he hissed, glancing back at her. Sighing, he crossed his arms and closed his eyes again. "And unless you have some useful chatter or something I can kill, please go away." |
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| Constanta Lupei | Nov 8 2008, 11:21:01 PM Post #105 |
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Constanta glanced over at Precious and managed a somewhat weak smile. "Evening, Precious." It appeared that quite a crowd was gathering round the lake. Too many people, but she couldn't be bothered moving. She saw a movement in the corner of her eye and looked around to see Contessa get up and ask a tree to share. After a second she realised that she was really asking Hellius Surla, perched in its branches, for a smoke. We meet again, she thought sarcastically, not exactly excited to see him again. After all, he had made it clear when they last saw each other that he didn't like her. |
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| Precious Hindert | Nov 8 2008, 11:41:27 PM Post #106 |
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Precious smiled weakly back at Constanta, and let out a deep, long sigh. "Haha. You know what's weird? Someone actually likes me. Yeah I flipped to when I found out. It's..I can't even explain it." Precious said, her excitement about James coming back. Her eyes wandered the area only to find a Hufflepuff had joined them, and the Gryffindor, Contessa? Had joined...Hellius. Surla. Precious shuddered. Alone in the dark with some psycho wasn't a thought Precious liked. Honestly, she thought you'd have to be nuts to be even in the same room with him. But, Precious thinking she was brave said: "Isn't that Hellius? Let's go say hi. See how he's doing." Precious said with a sarcastic tone while getting up on her feet, and made her way to Hellius and Conteassa by the tree. |
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| Contessa Jolie | Nov 8 2008, 11:57:27 PM Post #107 |
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Contessa's usual grin escaped her face when he began to speak to her in a tone she was used to, but hoped she wouldn't hear much often. Watching the pack fall onto the floor, Tessa said to him, "Dude, relax man, I'm not going to hurt you or anything." She reached down and picked up the pack and shook it in her hand, then settled it down on the tree branch in front of her. "You know what, sorry I asked," she took a step back from the branch, and looking up at him. |
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| Hellius Surla | Nov 9 2008, 12:29:16 AM Post #108 |
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"Sorry that you asked for a cigarette? No, no. Don't mind that. Not at all. I just don't feel like staying awake due to me just being asleep a moment ago. The cigarettes are yours; I don't want them." Hellius almost slurred his words. He was tired and when interrupted from sleep most recently (likely due to the lycanthropy) he was cranky. "And I'm not afraid of anyone hurting me - that's fully out of my mind. Please, if you'd like to talk later when I'm in a better mood, I'll see you in the common room. I've heard your voice before." After a pause, that's when he heard footsteps. "...and here they come." |
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| Sawyer West | Nov 9 2008, 01:24:57 AM Post #109 |
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Sawyer was silent as she watched Constanta approach Precious and was glad they walked away before turning back to Jocelyn. "I was kinda like you actually...not too long ago." She laughed feebly, taking another long drag off her cigarette. She sighed sadly, "It seems like its been forever though.." She exhaled, her hands were shaking. Her brow wrinkled as she peered across the lake, looking but not really seeing. |
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| Constanta Lupei | Nov 9 2008, 11:33:01 AM Post #110 |
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Constanta bit her lip and shook her head at Precious. "I don't think we should, Precious," she said quietly, trying to catch her friend's arm to stop her, but it was too late. She stood up reluctantly and followed the girl to the tree but kept her distance and averted her eyes. She wasn't in the mood for conflict. Rubbing her arm, she hoped fervently that Precious wouldn't provoke Hellius. |
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| Precious Hindert | Nov 9 2008, 11:39:40 AM Post #111 |
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Precious raised her eyebrow. Hellius wasn't as scary as she thought she was. "Evening Gryffies..." Precious said with a smirk. She leaned her back against the tree, crossing her arms against her chest. Looking back to the area where she had been before to see if Constanta had also come, she'd sighed in relief to know she wasn't alone. Stanta was here. Everything would be alright. Right? "So your Contessa? Right?" Precious asked though showing no interest in Contessa she turned to Hellius. "And you? Hellius, no?" |
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| Jocelyn Leroy | Nov 9 2008, 12:25:15 PM Post #112 |
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Jocelyn exhaled too, sighing deeply. She folded her arms over her chest and looked out onto the lake, the sun setting in the background. Normally Jocelyn would have been awed at such a beautiful sight, but today she wasn't in the mood for it. In fact, she wasn't in the mood for anything, really. "Well, it's not so much of a blast being me, I can tell you that," she informed Sawyer with a small, barely visible shrug. She glanced at where Precious and Constanta were now standing, next to the Gryffindors. Jocelyn arched an eyebrow and rolled her eyes. Typical of them to stir up trouble every chance the get. |
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| Summer Nielson | Nov 9 2008, 12:55:22 PM Post #113 |
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"Yeah, I bet Chelsea's good at a lot of things," Summer commented with a chuckle. She stifled a yawn and ran a hand through her dark hair. By now the sun was gone and the moon was giving them some light. She wrapped her school robes around her, wishing she had brought a sweater. Suddenly, Summer noticed someone else out on the grounds near her and Jay. She arched an eyebrow and licked her lips, glancing at Jayceon. The girl was a Slytherin, by the looks of it, and she was reading. "What do you say pay the girl a visit? It's a nice night to make new friends," Sum suggested with a shrug. She stood up and began to make her way over to the girl, hoping Jay was following. |
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Like a bird with broken wings, it's not how high he flies but the song he sings. http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp281/cislam123/Summerneilson.png Thank you, Katy <3 | |
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| Hellius Surla | Nov 9 2008, 01:27:06 PM Post #114 |
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Hellius sighed, deciding not to even look back at the two girls as they walked over. So much for relaxing... Bowing his head, the Gryffindor took a deep breath to compose himself and to try and make sure that he wouldn't go off the deep end. At that moment in time... he even doubted that keeping him calm was plausible. "Oh dear, if it isn't Bubblegum Dirthead. How may we help you on this fine, fine night? Would you like some cotton candy to make your wardrobe complete? Or would you rather see if anything else on your body is pink?" Beginning to claw at his arm, Hellius hoped that the Slytherin would leave. As much as he enjoyed certain activities, he already have enough close calls as it was. |
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| Summer Nielson | Nov 9 2008, 02:27:13 PM Post #115 |
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ooc: by the way, the girl I'm talking to here is Mel. ![]() As Summer approached the girl, she wondered why she was doing this. The girl was evidently a Slytherin and after what happened last night, Summer had thought she would never again talk to a Slytherin, nonetheless actually try and help them. When she spotted Constanta talking to Hellius near the edge of the lake, her thoughts were confirmed. I can't believe it, Summer thought disgustedly, After what she did to him last night, she still has the guts to stir up trouble with him. Summer peeled her eyes off of Constanta and turned back to the other Slytherin. She was still reading and apparently she hadn't noticed Summer and Jay. But, even if she wanted to, she knew she couldn't turn back now. Besides, this one looked different. She actually looked the slightest bit...sweet. After what seemed like forever, Summer finally reached the girl. She sat down besides her, crossing her legs, and put on her friendliest smile. "Hey, I'm Summer, and this is Jayceon," she said warmly, biting her lower lip. |
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Like a bird with broken wings, it's not how high he flies but the song he sings. http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp281/cislam123/Summerneilson.png Thank you, Katy <3 | |
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| Melanie Wilson | Nov 9 2008, 02:57:15 PM Post #116 |
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Melanie heard footsteps. Please don't make those footsteps come to me! she thought closing her eyes tightly. A scowl came upon her face once more. She started at her book ,and sighed. As a person sat next to her just stayed frozen ,and stared at the ground. When the girl introduced herself , and another person, Melanie finally turned around. " Oh. Hallo . I'm Melanie , nice to meet you Summer..." a lazy yawn came out of her making her sleepy. Later , she added " .. and Jayceon" how ever you say it she thought biting her tounge ,and closing her book. This is going to be a long night. Well , it already is. Not to seem rude, she looked at Summer's smiley face , and smiled back. |
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| Jayceon Hubbard | Nov 9 2008, 05:45:01 PM Post #117 |
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jay got up and followed Summer. He would go anywhere if it made her happy. He owed her that much, at least. They approached a Slytherin girl who was reading a book. She was quite cool on meeting them but Jay was used to that with the Slytherin girls. He smiled his winning smile and sat down in front of Melanie. "Hi, mel, I can call you, Mel, right?" He didn't wait for a response and just grinned boyishly at her. "Yeah, I'm Jayceon, Ravenclaw. Slyvvy eh?" He glanced around not seeming to remember seeing this girl before and glanced at Summer, smiling, admiring her warm and open nature. Summer would make friends with anyone and he admired that quality in her. He had the same quality to an extent but somehow, it only worked with girls. And now, as he looked at Summer's pretty face, he had no intention of flirting with this Slytherin. |
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| Violet Slayer | Nov 9 2008, 08:12:11 PM Post #118 |
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Violet had been looking for a calm, night time walk when she entered the Grounds. The cold, brisk air felt comforting against her stinging cheeks, which were still blushing from her time spent with Cameron. She could hardly hide her happiness - instantly inspiration hit her. She began to write...but this time, it wasn't a nasty gossip column. It was a song. Humming and singing, she suddenly heard distant, tense voices. It was none other than Miss Perfect's boyfriend, Hellius Surla! Vi smirked. She ripped her song out of her spiral notebook and folded it daintily, slipping it into her back pocket. With a haughty grin plastered on her tan face, she held her nose in the air as she approached Constanta, Hellius, Precious, and Contessa. "Bubblegum Dirthead? That was a good one, Surla," she said as a greeting. With her black eyebrows raised suggestively she glanced at Precious' pink hair, and felt a soft kick in her stomach. She smirked and turned her attention on Hellius. He hardly looked like he was in a good mood, but Vi frankly didn't care. She grabbed a Quick Quotes Quill from her back pocket and held the notebook loosely in one hand. The quill set to work, fervently describing the scene before it. The quill wrote in bold cursive, big enough so the words: "...Bubblegum Dirthead, psychotic Gryffindor, revolting Slytherins..." could be seen in plain sight. "What might we be up to?" said Violet in a very fake tone of voice. The sincerity of her time with Cameron melted away. "Anyone want to be featured in the next Sparks Report? How's your girlfriend doing, Surla?" ooc | I had fun trying to push your buttons as much as possible. haha |
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| Melanie Wilson | Nov 9 2008, 09:33:15 PM Post #119 |
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Before replying to anyone, she looked down at the ground and smirked. "Yeah, sure, you can call me Mel." a fake smiled came upon her face. Today really wasn't the day for her to be talking to someone. She felt uncomfortable, and bored, but why not just give the conversation a try? Maybe it'll get better? "Ravenclaw eh? Nice. not " she said with a fake cough at the end, hoping that he didn't understand the not part. She felt like being mean for once. After all, she had had a bad, lonely week. Where the hell is Brendon? She thought once more. It would be nice to talk to him; after all, she did tell him everything. "Yeah, I'm a Slytherin. Surprise, surprise." Rolling her eyes she then thought,.. mocking him Slyvvy.. Yeah. What you haven't seen a Slytherin before? |
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| Hellius Surla | Nov 9 2008, 10:00:05 PM Post #120 |
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Hellius cringed as another unwelcome visitor came to visit the already growing crowd. He supposed that everyone was coming to they're little location to annoy the living hell out of him, yet, for the first time ever, being surrounded from head to to by other people wasn't making him burn away on the inside. "Oh, and here's the girl of the hour! Dear dear: the nosy shithead herself!" Hellius hissed, shooting his eyes open and swinging his legs over the side of his wooden throne. It was apparent that he wouldn't be getting any sleep today. Holding to the bark on the tree, he stared down at the little reporter with a dark glare stretched across his face. "What would our little... group here have the absolute honor of having you pay us a visit tonight?" The words skipping out of Hellius' mouth was absolutely bleeding out sarcasm. This was not a night to be a fucking idiot. |
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