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If anyone I used to RP with comes back to check my profile and is wanting to carry on: sod it, dm me your discord, let's get started again
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I miss the old RPGuild..
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George was grateful for the house he'd been sorted into. After all, he'd been terrified completely by the prospect of becoming the manic murderer his criminal Dad seemed to have been. He wondered exactly what his dad would make of all this, how he'd react at knowing neither of his son's were following in his footsteps. George grinned back at Sadie and dropped down next to her and their other friend Seine. At least now he could relax, let himself go a little and become himself again. He adjusted his robes so he could sit down comfortably, blissfully unaware of what had been a less than warm welcome. It didn't matter anymore. He had friends, one's he'd spend the next seven years with.
He turned to watch the remaining crowd, the last nine being passed towards the other tables with ease. He wondered how many of them were like him. Blue eyes turned about the rest of the room, wondering how many more in the room were the same. He avoided making eye contact with Brennan after earlier and switched back to looking towards the front. He watched the last student step carefully towards the front of the room, sitting gently on the stool. They seemed quiet, a little shy and not at all there. Regardless, off to Slytherin they went. The whole table cheering simply out of habit. George let his mind wonder a little before resurfacing when an older looking women took to the front.
Her robes were an old pattern, shining and almost silk like. They were a mixture of green and black, clinging to an older frame. Her hair was pulled back tight on her head and knotted into a small bun. Whoever she was, the whole room was silent upon her standing.
"Welcome everyone to Hogwarts School. For some of you, it's your first day and for some others, it's your last year. The rest of you have time here to truly become brilliant." She looked about the room, a strange grace to her that George couldn't put his finger on. "To new students and old, remember the Forest is out of bounds, as always. Let us all have a wonderful year." She clapped with a smile and the world infront of them burst into life. Bright colours of food exploded before their eyes. Roasted, boiled, fried, chopped and diced. It was all laid out beautifully. George turned to Sadie wanting to see her reaction, laughing to himself already.
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Cheers for everything your doing buddy. Sites looking better more and more
Not sure if this was supposed to happen or not but... All my subscribed rp threads have gone
Apologies for any disappearance. I'm working a new job which involves me sitting at a pc all day, more than Im used to so Im suffering really bad headaches.
I may not be posting tomorrow due to going out for a meal with friends as they're all heading back to uni and I'll be friendless again until Easter. However, usual schedule on Wednesday
As far as Nathan is aware, she is.
Sorry its so short, I could only post in the time frame given and I can't move the story on until JARVIS finishes whatevers hes doing.
The mentioned students pulled out of the main group, somewhat unsure as to the fact they'd been preferred over the others. They followed quietly, looking about and trying to judge the strengths of their fellow students quietly. They walked into a room clearly illustrated for tech and mechanical works, fit with benches and various tools. It looked like a inventor's paradise, filled with everything they would ever need. Yet none of the three students who walked in look at all interested in what the benches contained. Each of them had a skill set, but none sat within the tech departments or world. Nathan dropped down in a seat next to Shilo, her being the only one he knew so far. They were joined by a blonde girl who made Shilo jumped a foot in the air when she sat down next to her. The brunette gave a short laugh, trying to keep the same control over herself as she usually did. If they'd been picked to work as a team, no doubt things were going to be difficult. There were six of them, same number as the real heroes out there.
With a silent sigh, the blonde girl muttered something under her breath, mumbling words Shilo had no clue to their meaning. The brunette gave her a puzzled look and turned back up to the display and slide show they were about to face. Between the middle three, Nathan had begun to take the most attention. He had to become one of the best leaders, the strongest, most powerful and most skilled. He had an awful lot to live up to, more than any of the others here. He looked over at the girl speaking, envying how easily she was going to live up to her dad's status in the world. Perhaps she wouldn't have his sense of humor or people skills, but she was certainly of the same IQ, if she'd made the suit herself, there was saying if she had or hadn't. He glanced to his left when one of the other two guys in the room suddenly spat quietly. He rolled his eyes and agreed to himself; it was certainly going to be harder than he'd expected here. Not everyone was ready.
Shilo and the others watched as the girl dropped into a seat next to the quiet blonde girl, confused by how undeniably happy she seemed by all of this. Sure, they were all excited, but over all, things weren't going to be easy. None of them had skills that were perfect, it took time to fully utilize talents and powers no matter what they were. Parlor tricks were easy and even a beginners skill compared to what they'd probably have to know in order to even consider passing at the school.
With a silent sigh, the blonde girl muttered something under her breath, mumbling words Shilo had no clue to their meaning. The brunette gave her a puzzled look and turned back up to the display and slide show they were about to face. Between the middle three, Nathan had begun to take the most attention. He had to become one of the best leaders, the strongest, most powerful and most skilled. He had an awful lot to live up to, more than any of the others here. He looked over at the girl speaking, envying how easily she was going to live up to her dad's status in the world. Perhaps she wouldn't have his sense of humor or people skills, but she was certainly of the same IQ, if she'd made the suit herself, there was saying if she had or hadn't. He glanced to his left when one of the other two guys in the room suddenly spat quietly. He rolled his eyes and agreed to himself; it was certainly going to be harder than he'd expected here. Not everyone was ready.
Shilo and the others watched as the girl dropped into a seat next to the quiet blonde girl, confused by how undeniably happy she seemed by all of this. Sure, they were all excited, but over all, things weren't going to be easy. None of them had skills that were perfect, it took time to fully utilize talents and powers no matter what they were. Parlor tricks were easy and even a beginners skill compared to what they'd probably have to know in order to even consider passing at the school.
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