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Current 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.

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Aaaawe tali your the best! Brownie points for you!

As for the drop outs it's pretty typical in this rp community. Life happens or interest wanes. Most rpg do not last more thana month or two... When you keep playing you find the people who also keep playing(or come back like apo!). And they are they best players anyway! Hugs and honors to all my homies who have been playing this whole time and endured the long est train ride ever and everything else! Brownie points and love to you all for playing my favorite game with meeee!

I'll post later today when I'm less drunk.
Oh my! Good luck! I'll post later today!
It has been done!
Mrs. Long bottom had long blonde hair that was neatly tucked back into a low bun. She wore plain but well fitted black robes and a white apron. It was not nearly sold old and conservative fashioned as the previous Matron, Madame Pomfrey. The current hospital matron preferred simple and practical, but more modern attire. As she was now in charge, there was no one to fuss over her about her uniform. Mrs. Longbottom also neglected the whole 'madame' title, preferring Mrs. Longbottom. There was no need to pretend she was not married to the head of Gryffindor house. She liked to think it made her a bit more familiar to the students, everyone seemed to like Neville after all.

She tended to the arm first. She muttered her spells quietly, the girls would not be able to understand her words. She waved her wand over the wound. Roze would feel it tingle and mend. "I'll need you to take it easy with your arm for the rest of the day. How are you feeling otherwise. Dizzy? Fatigued? Unusual in any other way?"

Then she turned to Dani. "And how about you... Did you also get hit with a spell?" Mrs. Longbottom touched flicked her wand and the very end lit up. She shone the light close to Dani's eyes, measuring how much the pupils did or did not dilate. "What are your names? And your houses?" She would need to report to their housemasters.

I can to that :)
lol.

Ok, so flying next?

Whoever wants to post next, if you get to it before me, can write that Professor Oliver Wood is waiting for the students to arrive. When y'all are ready we will start 'instruction'.
It has been done ^_^
John, Karnage, XIII, Gemma

“Ah…. Ah…” Zesiro took several steps back, nearly stumbling on some rocks as he moved. His eyes were wide at the sight of the dragon. “M-My brother says he’s in the castle. We-We should got there…” He wanted to run from the thing and not turn back.

He would have, but one fact froze him in place.

The plane. There was no doubt in his mind that the plane was a TRIDENT aircraft. And it was most likely TIGER.

“Shit.” Zesiro cursed under his breath. “You guys get to the castle, if you see my brother tell him ‘Zesiro sent you’ or whatever you want. I’m going to go see if anyone escaped from the plane."

Gemma nodded in compliance, and began to run through the snow and toward the castle.

Zesiro headed toward the plane and the dragon. The others could follow Gemma to the castle, or Zesiro toward the monster…

Charles and whomever follows Zesiro.

It wasn’t long before Zesiro saw a pair in the snow. One was dressed in the unmistakable TIGER-swat-team-jumpsuit, the other was not...

“HEY!” He called out. “MERCY here. You guys TIGER? What the hell happened?”

The Dragon was still munching on the plane for the moment. It was slowly losing altitude. The Dragon then perched on the edge of the cold cliff face, wrenching apart what was left of the aircraft into tiny silver smithereens. Glittering confetti...

Will, Herbert, Dimitri, Ryann

Dzel turned toward the beast. “Dragon.” She breathed. She took two quick steps toward the beast, instinct and adrenaline almost taking over… Then she hesitated.

She did not have her sword, nor her shield. She had been healed by the monk but in this cold environment she did not have much strength. If she were alone she might not have hesitated, however, she had to consider the others. Protecting the innocent and the weak was her first oath. She was not sure she could protect them against the monster. If she thought she could hurt the dragon enough to allow the others to escape before she died she might have fought. Yet, she did not think she could even do that.

She had one weapon, she remembered, the gun that Will had given her. She looked at the small metal piece in her hand. It worked by some magic. She did not know how powerful it was. “Will.” She asked casually. “Does this weapon pierce dragon scale?”

She spoke in a casual tone. As if such a question were normal.

Where Dzel had come from it was a common topic of discussion.
I'll do a little post later! Yay!
I dunno. Are Beaters really the ones who takes the most hits though? Wouldn't they actually get hit the least? Lol I imagine Quidditch players in general would take a beating. Bludgers do not discriminate and the Beaters sure aren't going to knock at someone who can knock it right back. At least not most of the time. I imagine Chasers would be the most common target. Either way we're dealing with wizards who pretty much shrug off most non-magical injury/disease.

And yay, Apoalo's back!!!


Good point!

It would be funny if Chandler had a thing for blowing up doors throughout the rpg...

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