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That Yevin.
Now.
Officially.
HAS DREADLOCKS!
That Yevin.
Now.
Officially.
HAS DREADLOCKS!
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STATUS: I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya 11 yrs agoStatus
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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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I vote to go for it! Class is getting interesting. And as she is released it can be assumed that you guys would head to class next.
Dustin had slipped into the back door. She moved between empty or half built coffin boxes. They came in all sizes. Most taller than her, but some... some were much much smaller...
She heard the men talking to one another, and she saw them through a half open door...
... What she saw next astounded her. She couldn't look away...
When it was over. She turned around and went back outside.
"Its the bad luck come after me..." She muttered to herself. She wanted to throw up, but her stomach was dry and empty. She was going to go home... but saw a man knocking on the door to the morgue.
Normally she would mind her own business.
But the bad luck was catching, she knew.
"Sir." She walked to the man, Manny. "Best not go in there. I'm sure it will be open in the morning for you. Move along tonight."
She heard the men talking to one another, and she saw them through a half open door...
... What she saw next astounded her. She couldn't look away...
When it was over. She turned around and went back outside.
"Its the bad luck come after me..." She muttered to herself. She wanted to throw up, but her stomach was dry and empty. She was going to go home... but saw a man knocking on the door to the morgue.
Normally she would mind her own business.
But the bad luck was catching, she knew.
"Sir." She walked to the man, Manny. "Best not go in there. I'm sure it will be open in the morning for you. Move along tonight."
"A day of the year? Friday-the-thirteenth, for instance?"
She began to write on the board a list underneath the word 'curse?'
- Object
- Person
- Faculty Position
- Day of the year
-
She paused as the child said the name Voldermort. Her face remained placid, yet, the adults who lived through the era of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would never grow accustomed to the casual tone with which the youth pronounced his name. Even in the days of the war, those who spoke the name spoke it with the spirit of defiance and courage. To the children... it was only another name in their history books...
She started a second column on the other side of the blackboard. 'limitations?'...
- Death of the wizard?
- Ghosts
-
"I would like to hear a contrary position." She turned back to the class, and waited for another response.
She began to write on the board a list underneath the word 'curse?'
- Object
- Person
- Faculty Position
- Day of the year
-
She paused as the child said the name Voldermort. Her face remained placid, yet, the adults who lived through the era of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would never grow accustomed to the casual tone with which the youth pronounced his name. Even in the days of the war, those who spoke the name spoke it with the spirit of defiance and courage. To the children... it was only another name in their history books...
She started a second column on the other side of the blackboard. 'limitations?'...
- Death of the wizard?
- Ghosts
-
"I would like to hear a contrary position." She turned back to the class, and waited for another response.
Doooon't go away!
I dig the character!
<3 welcome!
I dig the character!
<3 welcome!
Gemma
"Okay then go with Ic... he's gone isn't he?" Twain sighed.
"Yep." Zesiro shrugged.
"Stick with Zes then. Call me if you guys need me. Gemma get your gun!" Twain winked and headed off into the snow followed by the three teammates who had tagged along up the mountain.
Zesiro rolled his eyes. "Great." He hefted his backpack and readjusted his radio receiver. "Let's go." He headed in a general southern direction...
"Okay then go with Ic... he's gone isn't he?" Twain sighed.
"Yep." Zesiro shrugged.
"Stick with Zes then. Call me if you guys need me. Gemma get your gun!" Twain winked and headed off into the snow followed by the three teammates who had tagged along up the mountain.
Zesiro rolled his eyes. "Great." He hefted his backpack and readjusted his radio receiver. "Let's go." He headed in a general southern direction...
Hahahahahah!
I did try to clarify it from the actual dream ^_~
It was actually pretty on-focus. I read your post *right* before falling asleep.
I did try to clarify it from the actual dream ^_~
It was actually pretty on-focus. I read your post *right* before falling asleep.
DADA
She stood, her chalk poised over the black board for a moment after Nolan voiced his query.
Then she wrote 'Cursed?' The question mark was overlarge and curled at both ends. This was her way of expressing her pleasure, her face remained stony and stoic.
She turned to the class. "It is true that I am the only teacher to hold this position at Hogwarts more than one term in a very... very... very long time."
"Curses are very real." She paced the front of the room as she spoke. "We should discuss exactly how much power a curse can have. Do you think that it is possible to curse a faculty position? People can certainly be cursed, and places. Even muggles have heard of 'haunted houses'. How about families? Something more abstract? Thoughts?"
She stood, her chalk poised over the black board for a moment after Nolan voiced his query.
Then she wrote 'Cursed?' The question mark was overlarge and curled at both ends. This was her way of expressing her pleasure, her face remained stony and stoic.
She turned to the class. "It is true that I am the only teacher to hold this position at Hogwarts more than one term in a very... very... very long time."
"Curses are very real." She paced the front of the room as she spoke. "We should discuss exactly how much power a curse can have. Do you think that it is possible to curse a faculty position? People can certainly be cursed, and places. Even muggles have heard of 'haunted houses'. How about families? Something more abstract? Thoughts?"
It was! I am going to use the dream material in my real post..
Good post!
I totally had a dream last night about my reply to your post...
I totally had a dream last night about my reply to your post...
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