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Chance Lafayette
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![[*]](./images/aventure/default_icon.gif) posted on 12-30-2005 at 06:59 PM |
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YULE BALL
( Just for you kids :P - dolls Mika up - )
Chance Lafayette - DE Interrogation Unit
"Like the naked lead the blind, I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find, someone to bruise and leave behind.
All alone in space and time, there's nothing here, but what here's mine.
Something borrowed, something blue,
Every me and every you."
Like the rain, this too shall pass
Like a kidney stone, this too shall pass
It's just a broken heart, son,
This pain will pass away
"mother nature's a whore,"
said the shotgun to the head;
sono Katii just bought a .22 and is goin' chris huntin'
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Annaliese Chalcedony
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Location: Hogwarts.
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| posted on 12-30-2005 at 10:07 PM |
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<Ah, the Yule Ball. The Great Hall had been transformed into a Winter Wonderland and soft snow was falling gently from the enchanted ceiling. She
was a little early but there were already several other students, in addition to the professors, present. She, however, did not recognize most of
them, and the ones she did, she would never be caught dead socializing with. Sniffing in impatience, she strode over to the refreshments table and
poured herself a goblet of punch.>
Too bad this isn't spiked.
<She may have been a nasty little bitch on the inside, but her exterior was a stark contrast. She had gone all out tonight, as she did with every
dance. Her hair had been done up exiquisitely with an emerald green flower clip that matched perfectly with her stunning dress. Wearing Muggle fashion
had recently become a trend in the wizarding world and Annaliese loved trends. Her dress was the typical Muggle type: form-fitting, strapless and
flowing down to the floor. It hugged her body in all the right places and was enviously flattering. Her face was painted just enough to bring out her
best features, including her large hazel eyes. In her hands, she held a small black clutch, in which she held her wand, and her impatiently tapping
toes were enclosed by a pair of elegant black stilettos.>
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
Posts: 1058
Registered: 11-14-2004
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Mood: strung out
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| posted on 12-30-2005 at 10:41 PM |
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'Scuse me.
<Poor Annalise wouldn't even see it coming - his left shoulder connected with hers in a rather rude way, not at all befitting what
anyone would call a gentleman, and there was Mika all decked out in dead cow and a whole lot of sterling silver with his teeth around the copper cap
of a Jack Daniels forty. This place was going to fucking hell if nobody started puking or fighting or fucking their best friend's
girlfriend, so once the little safety release got torn clean off by way of yours truly's canines and spit back into the punch, Mika let the
liquor river flow without even looking up to see if there were professors anywhere. Who gave a shit anyway? They could use a little hooch, too,
y'know?>
Oh yeah.
<Mister Ashton, seventh year Slytherin bigshot poker player stood back and critically eyed his work. The punch, once a delicious light blue
intended to go with the decorations, was .. watered down amber. Kind of purplish, but drab, clearly ugly. Clearly spiked. Mika had a mind to
crush up a couple of pills and sprinkle them in as 'snow', but that .. could wait a little while.>
<Oh yeah. He'd hit someone. Some chick or something. ..Glaaance .. up .. down ..>
Nice tits. How much did you spend on that number?
<And what was left of the booze bottle went straight into Mika's gut.>
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
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Registered: 7-19-2005
Location: Hogwarts.
Member Is Offline
Mood: Alive.
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| posted on 12-30-2005 at 11:05 PM |
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<She blinked over at the stranger, made a little noise of exasperation, dumped out whatever was left of her virgin punch and refilled it with the
new mix. She was obviously neither shocked or amused by the other boy's comment; she'd received a wide range of whistles and catcalls and
sexually-charged gibes in her short lifetime, and it took a lot more than that to faze her.>
<She turned back to him and returned his slow up and down glance, taking a sip. After a moment of deliberation, she decided that he could be worth
speaking to.>
It's probably worth more than however much you see in an entire year.
<What? She was just being truthful. With a little shrug, she downed the rest of her Jack-filled punch, wrinkling her nose slightly from the
strength of the alcohol. She'd rather a cosmopolitan or mimosa but anything would do at the moment.>
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
Posts: 1058
Registered: 11-14-2004
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Mood: strung out
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| posted on 12-30-2005 at 11:26 PM |
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Aw yeah, nobody here has a good rack. If they do, they bought it. I gotta tell the ladies to put 'em away if they ain't worth lookin'
at.
<Come on. He was the Quidditch captain - maybe loud mouthed, okay looking, vulgar, sexist, rude, cheap, and uncaring, but hey, there were
scouts looking at him, that was a ticket to all the women anyone could want falling straight into his lap. Until he started talking. Annalise, though,
she looked a lot like she fit in with the Serra crowd, and by that he meant rich, from some west European country, shallow, vain, and not into
anything with less than a hundred thou' in the pocket book. Bummer.>
S'wrong sweetie, the punch ain't high class enough? I have margarita mix if you're really itching for something all foo-foo
and light on your poor little tastebuds.
<The best thing about the Yule Ball was drinking everyone under the table.>
An' why isn't your big rich jock brute of a date punching me yet? Geeeez. I'm so fuckin' booored.
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
Posts: 61
Registered: 7-19-2005
Location: Hogwarts.
Member Is Offline
Mood: Alive.
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| posted on 12-30-2005 at 11:59 PM |
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I'm fine, thanks.
<As if to prove it, she filled another gobletful and took a chug. Might as well get this party started, right? The whiskey was strong and she
grabbed a celery stick from the large party platter nearby to act as sort of a discreet chaser. Not that it worked very well. She wished she had
something nonalcoholic to wash the punch down with but she kept that to herself. There was no way she would show this cheeky little bastard here that
she couldn't stomach hard liquor as well as the next person.>
<She wasn't sure how to address the date issue. She really did not want to admit that she'd not been able to acquire a suitable date. She
needed an excuse, and quick. Instead, she decided to skirt the issue. Avoidance was much simpler, really.>
Funny you'd call anyone a jock, Mr. Quidditch Captain.
<Yes, she knew who he was. He was the captain of her house's Quidditch team, plus she was a nosy little busybody that made everyone's
business her own -- how could she not know?>
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 12:04 AM |
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Aww, did the meathead dump you? That's gotta' hurt. And Jee-zus.
<Since Mika wasn't festive, the laquer layered onto the five nails that flew to his chest was still a rather drab, rather chipped and bitten
black. Forgive him for not spotting a gossip queen right off the bat since he and Angel-face had never really cared what anyone said, but now that
Mika's second half wasn't in school anymore and had gotten tossed into jail - one of the few things that really upset the five-four redhead
-, he was kind of clueless. To everything. Well, except how to hammer a quaffle past an eejit keeper.>
I'm just so fuckin' honoured, you look a little .. well ..
<Behind the bruised knuckles of his left hand, Mika let out a wicked, scornful little snicker.>
You look kinda' like an indoor girl, y'know.
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
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Registered: 7-19-2005
Location: Hogwarts.
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Mood: Alive.
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 12:13 AM |
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And you look kind of like a bitch.
<Shrugging, she leaned back onto the white table-clothed refreshments table, propping herself up better with the hand that wasn't clutching
the large goblet (never mind the fact that she was now half blocking the punch from the reach of everyone else). The relaxed gaze she was floating in
Mikael's direction was only interrupted periodically by her raising the rim of the cup to her lips to drink.>
Why aren't you off fucking your date in a corner or something yet?
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
Posts: 1058
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 12:18 AM |
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<Ooh, did it burn?>
Bitch? No, tits, I'm an asshole. Get it straight.
<Was there any more alcohol in that little square bottle? Sighing, the cap'n himself pulled that forty away from his thirsty mouth and stuck
his eye into the rim, searching, scouring, clearing every glassy wall of the thing in search of booze that wasn't all sugared up by that watery
excuse for koolaid they laid on the table and expected everyone to drink. Well, when one is parched and one has no choice..>
Because I came alone and I'm not too much of a pussy to admit it.
<Better yet, keep it at one ladelfull of punch. Didn't want to get sick - not because of the liquor, but that blue stuff .. one ought'nt
ever drink anything .. blue.>
Why, you want a show, baby?
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
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Registered: 7-19-2005
Location: Hogwarts.
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Mood: Alive.
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 12:40 AM |
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<Annaliese could give two shits about rude banter and crude jeering -- that was easy to handle. But what really got her temper going was
when others ragged on her using the truth as their weapon. Calling her a pussy for not being able to admit she hadn't brung a date to one of the
school's biggest events? Truth. Fuck him.>
<Her brain seemed to twitch for a second, but she calmed down by taking a big breath and an even bigger gulp of punch.>
Anything to liven up this shitty party.
<She filled up her goblet again -- her third one... or was it her fourth? Damn being such a lightweight. On the other hand, at least she
couldn't taste the alcohol as much anymore.>
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
Posts: 1058
Registered: 11-14-2004
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 01:26 AM |
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Goddamn, someone got her day pissed on. Your date didn't just not show up, he probably told you he pawned you for something younger, bustier, and
lighter. Yowch.
<That expression of sheer pain crumbling Mika's toothy visage? Punctuated by the sudden slide of fingers through the mass of razor sharp red
spikes that adorned his cocky crown - that's right, poor Annalise, she was just getting delt one blow after another, not at all helped by the
sudden thwack of a palm onto that pert little rear end of hers.>
Well, if you ever need to show Mister Wrong, I'll let you neck with me for fifty pounds.
<Funny how Mika had never been seen with a girl as much as he hit on them.>
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
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Registered: 7-19-2005
Location: Hogwarts.
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Mood: Alive.
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 01:41 AM |
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<That cocky little smack on the bottom earned him a heavy sigh of distaste. Seriously, did he think this was some ghetto, two-cent nightclub? She
waggled a finger at him but stood her ground.>
Tch, tch. Look, don't touch.
<She almost offered him 50 pounds just to shut him the hell up for Merlin's sake and even went as far as to open her mouth to say so, but soon
thought better of it. Fifty pounds wasn't exactly her life savings or anything but she could think of a hundred better ways to spend it. Why
should she waste a nice sushi dinner on this bratty little punk who spent all his time kicking people in their proverbial nuts? She wouldn't give
him the satisfaction of knowing that he'd really gotten to her because that kind of thing was obviously what this kid's ego fed off of.>
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
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Registered: 11-14-2004
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 02:15 AM |
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<Fuck yes it was a two cent nightclub. What the hell was she thinking?>
Honey, you seriously .. <Spearing a plump green olive with the better end of his toothpick, Mika popped the tiny orb into his mouth, and,
predictably, spoke with his sharp mouth full.> Need to loosen the hell up. Wah wah, I'm too picky to have a date, way, don't touch me. A
body's just a body anyway.
<And when he went to shrug like he was just the coolest sum'bitch in this room with his leather and chains, that half-chewed olive of his? It
slid partway down his esophogus and stopped, lodging right into the tiny niche where his windpipe was. Both of Mika's eyes got all big, glassy
and green and smudged with khol, and his face turned an unsightly shade of blotchy white.>
<Well, until he remembered to slam his good fist into the centre of his ribcage and abruptly coughed the entire thing up, red pepper and all, onto
the orderve plate.>
...They're trying.. <Cough.> ..To kill me..
<Sniffing, le petit cap'n rubbed at his red eyes and struggled to regain a normal breathing pace, praying that'd been his one and only
brush with death for the evening.>
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
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Location: Hogwarts.
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 02:27 AM |
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<She didn't bother stifling any laughter; in fact, she belted out as much of it as she could. Choking was no more than the rat bastard
deserved. She was just disappointed that he had effectively unlodged the little green thing.>
Who, exactly, is trying to kill you, babe? The olives?
<Annaliese picked one off the plate with two slender fingers and waved it in front of his face for a second before popping it in her mouth. She,
however, managed to chew and swallow it without nearly dying.>
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 02:31 AM |
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Fuck yeah. Olives .. are snotty little bitches. I'm surrounded by them.
<'Twas a sad sad day when his only avaliable comeback was calling the woman next to him an olive, but that was how it went.>
Hey, shouldn't you be thanking me? I didn't steal the booze you're buzzed off, bitch.
<'Bitch' was merely for alliteration purposes. She was, however, quite frosty.>
Can't even gi'mmie a name.
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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Harry Potter
The Boy Who Scored
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 03:18 AM |
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<And this time it was Harry that stepped quietly through the doors. Dress robes were in place, as were his glasses. The same couldn't be said
for his hair, but that was to be expected. He was alone as well for the moment, though the glance tossed over his shoulder hinted that it
wouldn't be for long. Harry had enough manners (and sense) to step aside, still lingering near the doorway as he waited.>
Well you, trust no one and you can never rest
Trust anyone and they\'ll strike while you\'re sleeping
And just as the sun must keep on seeking the west
Everything you love will always be leaving.
The boy who lived.
Harry Potter- Seventh year Gryffindor
Played by Lynn
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Annaliese Chalcedony
Virgin
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 03:37 AM |
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<"Olives are snotty bitches"? Did he just call her a tiny, round and green food item? Oh Merlin. She snorted into her goblet. That was so
pathetic that she couldn't even bring herself to reply to it. She satisfied herself with just shaking her head at the tattooed little
Slytherin.>
I'm sorry, I don't normally give out my name to assholes.
<She ran her tongue slowly against her lips, a small, amused smile on her face. Then,>
Annaliese Chalcedony.
Annaliese Brigitte Chalcedony, 6th year Slytherin prefect.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Hermione Granger
Bruised Knees
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 03:51 AM |
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<Hurried little click clicks, presumably from a girl's heels, could be heard outside of the large room. They stopped abruptly near
the Great Hall and Hermione Granger slowly made her entrance as if it hadn't been her running around in heels. And though her cheeks
were flushed from this exercise, it was hardly noticeable next to her physical transformation. She'd applied the Straightening Charm to her hair
again this year, and it had been done up in a simple but elegant bun. Bits of glitter dotted her hair here and there, causing her to sparkle at every
angle; some of the glitter had gotten on her eyelashes, which, serendipitously, looked quite lovely. Her dress robes were long and shimmering white,
and it seemed to glide along with her. It was perfect for this winter-themed ball.>
<She quickly found Harry near the door and made her way to him.>
Hullo, Harry! You look nice.
<Pause, while she quickly glanced around.>
Is Ron here yet?
Hermione Granger, 7th year Gryffindor prefect.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Rayne Julianus
The Aristocrat
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 12:14 PM |
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He’s a bit more than just an asshole you know
<It seemed that Rayne had been preparing for the Yule Ball since the beginning of the semester. Her svelte body had been tucked behind a muggle
dress, perfectly revealing the curves of her thin figure. Clad in a black Versace, the dress had been tailored to Rayne’s body type. Two black straps
met and tied behind her finely boned neck, and crossed in front a bit above her chest. Of course her cleavage had been cleverly left for viewing
pleasure, the dress matching perfectly the statement: “how low can you go.”>
<The rest of the dress was a bit traditional, occasionally graced with a perfectly placed rhinestone to give off the glitter that seemed to be the
year’s theme. At the bottom, the dress ended with a flare, the back being longer than the front which left room for the black Versace stilettos to
make it’s appearance every now and then, when she walked.>
<The heels alone had given her a good 4 inches of added height.>
With most of the original assholes gone, he’s pretty much THE asshole.
<A brilliant smile, matched only by those diamond chandelier earrings.>
(Slytherin, 7th Year, Pureblood Italian Aristocrat)
Evanescene - \"My Immortal\"
I\'m so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childhood fears.
And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here,
and it won\'t leave me alone.
These wounds won\'t seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there\'s just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I\'d wipe away all of your tears,
When you\'d scream I\'d fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
Serra Haute.Couture.
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Skye Laszlo
Gave it up to Chance
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 02:15 PM |
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<Why? Why was Skye here. He didn't have a date, or seemingly any friends as he hadn't talked to anybody really recently. But that nagging
voice in the back of his head had said that not showing up would be worse, so here he was, dress robes in a deep black with silver trim.>
<He had deemed fit to cut his hair, now he thought it hadn' been the best decision. He had on high-heeled dress boots in the same black and he
clicked as he entered and spotted Harry and Hermione, nodding and moving to the other side of the door.>
<Hopefully this night wouldn't be as big of a bust as he suspected.>
Skye Laszlo
Ravie Alum
Trapped Rabbit
I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
.:~Skye~:.
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Draco Malfoy
The Amazing Bouncing Ferret
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| posted on 12-31-2005 at 02:47 PM |
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<Draco was going stag this year - Pansy Parker wasn't anywhere around, and most of the other Slytherin girls were either gits or too busy with
their own little plots and plans for him to interupt. Besides...... as hoped, there was Granger! Up to them he slunk, putting the Plan in action,
doing a little lip chewing and pretending to himself that he had a crush on Granger. Embarrassing. Annoying. Desperate.>
<It was kind of fun. Certainly, it was different.>
<He'd also read Pride and Prejudice recently, out of curiousity. So he steeled his nerve and stalked up to Hermoine Granger and bowed
slightly.>
"Potter, Miss Granger. Excuse me butting in. Would you do me the pleasure of dancing with me, Miss Granger?"
<Dignified. No pleading at all. Projecting sincerity, because he honestly did want her to dance with him. It was necessary for his plan. And
she didnt' look at all bad - quite pretty for a mugglespawn. And just having Potter there to witness him asking - NICELY! ew! - granger to dance
would have Ron Weasly shitting slugs out his ass. That got a slight smile from him, and he managed to project that into a hopeful smile rather than
an amused one.>
<No matter how it turned out - this was bound to be interesting.>
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Hermione Granger
Bruised Knees
Posts: 125
Registered: 7-2-2004
Location: Hogwarts.
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Mood: Pretty.
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<Hermione smiled, turned to face the speaker and... her jaw fell open. It literally did. For who else was standing there but Draco Malfoy, bowing
and asking her to dance? He was joking, right? He looked so awfully sincere, though. She blinked twice, dumbfounded, and briefly looked to Harry in
puzzlement before nodding, a suspicious little furrow marring her pretty face. He had asked nicely; she couldn't refuse him,
after all.>
<Just before she was led away to the dance floor, she mouthed something urgently to Harry:>
Don't tell Ron!
<Ron would kill her.>
Hermione Granger, 7th year Gryffindor prefect.
PLAYED BY MARIE.
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Harry Potter
The Boy Who Scored
Posts: 612
Registered: 12-27-2003
Location: Hogwarts
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<The staccato clicks had Harry flicking a glance over his shoulder. Thankfully that split second gave him time to well.. adjust. It was Hermione
except just like the last Yule Ball, she didn't really like Hermione, but um.. well, a girl. The transformation was always a little
startling. Harry blinked, then grinned at her, relaxing into that smile.>
Thanks, so do you.
<He meant it too, though not with the sort of serenity that would have made it awkward.>
Not yet.
Draco: <Harry had had enough experience with the new (mad?) Draco to not blink this time. Or even fidget as he watched Malfoy
glide over. Both brows lifted at the request which startled even him and green eyes instantly slid to Hermione's. That connection was there in
the way they caught each other's gaze without thinking, Harry's brows quirking now. It was easier to look at Hermione than Draco, though
when Harry's gaze flicked back to the snake, far more intelligence shone through than the Gryffindor generally hinted it. Assessing, watchful,
but not.. impolite as he nodded.>
Malfoy.
Hermione: <A subtle nod in response to that plea, wariness vanishing to be replaced by seriousness that concealed worry. Harry
didn't even want to think about having to explain this. Oh bloody hell. The thought was enough to make him repress a wince, as he
shrugged to himself. With any luck, Ron would be late.>
Well you, trust no one and you can never rest
Trust anyone and they\'ll strike while you\'re sleeping
And just as the sun must keep on seeking the west
Everything you love will always be leaving.
The boy who lived.
Harry Potter- Seventh year Gryffindor
Played by Lynn
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Draco Malfoy
The Amazing Bouncing Ferret
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Registered: 7-1-2004
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Mood: blank
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<ooo, she accepted! He let the relief and satisfaction show - he was getting used to letting people see some of his emotions other than scorn and
anger, it was proving useful.> "You are well, i trust?" <Making conversation... errrgh. But he could do this. and be pleasant. He
summoned up all his manners and all the nice things he had learned to say to his mother and her friends to make her happy. Flattery... he could do
that, but it had to be about something true unless you were more friendly with the one you were flattering. Then it became a teasing game.>
"Your transfiguration marks should be over the top this year, not flashy but excellent form." <There we go. not too personal, and
accurate.> ((OOC: er... unless she's not doing transfigureation this year, lol. i can't remember. If so, insert something else. ^_^;;))
"Arithmancy was interesting for a change - figuring the numeric values with variables without corrupting the magic was very challenging."
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Mikaël Ashton
El Cap-ee-tain
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Registered: 11-14-2004
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Mood: strung out
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Actually, Rayne, I taught the original assholes how to be assholes.
<Mika knew Rayne from years of sneering, jeering, middle fingers, and rich bitch comments, especially when she insisted on trying to bed his poor,
delirious best friend - the one who was still trying to get over the little brown haired girl that'd left a couple of years ago.>
You fuck Gabie yet, or does he still have nooo fuckin' clue you so much as exist?
<A sudden six swallows of alcoholic punch splashed down into the grateful pit of his tummy, and the shiny wet remnants coating his pierced lips?
Those were wiped off with the back of a hand and punctuated by a tiny belch and the rudest roll of the eyes Mikael could muster. If there were any
living cavemen, he was it. Now, the reason behind that sudden binge on the poor defenseless punchbowl had a whole lot to do with the fact that he
remembered the huge debacle last year. May, Gabie, and all those girls all following him around. Kid was taking after his brother with that line.>
Mikaël Ashton; Quidditch Teaching Anger Management Problem
\"You found your way,
So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
You live again in solitary.
Look away for now
beautiful alone
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares --
What\'s this to you anyway?
Something dirty\'s got you, dear
Makes me want to be with you
Something painful\'s with you, dear
Makes me want to be with you.\"
Katii is a lesbian who can\'t be bothered to put her name in her sig. <3fromchris!
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