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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jun 14, 2007 23:13:37 GMT -5
Please post all try out forms here.
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Post by George on Jul 1, 2007 15:35:35 GMT -5
OOC Name: George Character Desired: Alexander Hagrid Age of Character: 17 Are you still in school [including college students]: Yes PB: Pending Will you be Dedicated(One at least once a day?): Yes Sample Post[May be Recycled]:
"EWW EDWARD!"
"AHHH MY EYES! MY INNOCENT EYES!"
"INNOCENT MY ARSE EDWARD!"
"OH EWW! ED! I'm getting Mrs. Potter!"
The boy called Edward rolled about on the floor, his hands plastered firmly before his eyes as he rolled about like a wounded dog crying for his mother. Okay he wasn't really crying for his mother, she'd have his head on a plate, the person he really wanted was his father, but knowing his luck his Aunt Ginny would call both of them.
Edward Weasley was the only son of Hermione and Ron Weasley, which meant jack-squat to Ed. It meant a great deal to the rest of the world which annoyed him to no end. There wasn't much to being a Weasley, really there wasn't...seriously! The fact that he was the son of two out of four people who were responsible for finally putting Voldemort to the grave, that his aunt happened to be the third, and his godfather happened to be the fourth put Edward in a horrible predicament. He didn't ask to born to it, he just was. The red haired--much like all the other Weasley's--boy was more than happy going about his business, getting fairly average grades with his average friends having an average life. Letting others down was the only thing he could do well, so he made little effort to make sure that he did it more often than not. The chances of him getting up in the morning were slim, except this morning.
This weekend he had stayed at his Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny considering Ed was rather handy when it came to electronics and Harry was having some trouble getting his surround sound system set up, it also just so happened that their daughter--Ed's cousin--had her absolutely adorable friend Jackie over who had just gotten out of the pool...covered in chlorine...which meant she had to take a shower. It also just so happened that Ed's cousin happened to have an extension cord in her room which Ed needed, which he went in to get. It wasn't his fault that he was sixteen years old and could not pass up the opportunity to possibly see a naked girl! Jackie had just slipped into the shower when Ed came into the room, it wasn't his fault that his cousin had her full length mirror in a peculiar place where should Ed stand in a certain place in the room he could see directly into the shower. Ed's cousin was not supposed to be in the bathroom! Which was why his eyes had now been thoroughly burned from their sockets.
"EDWARD WEASLEY!" It was at times like this that Ed was very glad his father had not given him a middle name, he would have sounded so much more in trouble that way. Currently Ed's eyes were half healed and he was sitting in a chair in the kitchen, his mother and his aunt had their arms crossed and were tapping their feet against the tile, a fire in their eyes. His father and his uncle standing behind them, their eyes glued to the floor.
"Oh come on Mum I didn't see anything-" Edward began.
"That's right you didn't! But you tried! Edward! That's perverted!"
"It is not!" Ed protested, his speech tended to become a little hard to understand the more upset he got, they lived in Ireland when he was a boy, he blamed it on that. "Look I said I was sorry!"
"Sorry isn't enough young man! How would you feel if some girl tried to watch you shower?!" His mother roared.
"Don't ask him that dear." Ron piped in. Did Ed mention his favourite person in the entire world was his dad? He sometimes didn't understand why his parents got married. His dad was so laid back, so go with flow, he could talk to him about anything. Whereas his mother...he knew she meant well but overbearing was too kind a word. All the same, Ed did get one thing from her: photographic memory. So long as Ed saw something once, anything, he would never forget as long as he lived. Which was why it was so mortifying that he almost saw his cousin nude.
"I said I was sorry, and I'm sorry!" He pleaded.
"Sorry isn't enough young man!"
"Ladies he said he's sorry, he's just a stupid teenage boy doing stupid teenage things! Cut him a break." Harry then sighed.
"You weren't doing disgusting things at his age!" Ginny cried.
"Says you." Ron scoffed.
"RON!" And now this had nothing to do with him, for his mother turned on his father. He'd have to buy him a drink later, poor guy. He watched for a while, his brown eyes on his father's face, until their eyes met and Ron nudged his head toward the door. He was telling him he was going to duke it out with his mother so Ed could enjoy his afternoon. He only had one more week to go before he went back to Hogwarts after all. Getting to his feet slowly he tiptoed out of the kitchen, and slipped out of the door. He patted the pockets of his jeans for some pocket money and finding that he had a few pounds to spare jogged to the bus stop, taking it to London. He could think in muggle London. With his hands jammed into his pockets Edward Weasley knew that it didn't really matter if his dad was taking the heat for him now, when he got home it'd would be a whole new ballpark.
But for now he had twenty pounds and he wanted a new book.
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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jul 1, 2007 15:43:21 GMT -5
Accepted.
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Post by Kzrysztof on Jul 1, 2007 19:49:11 GMT -5
OOC Name: Aron Character Desired): I want an Alliance original character. His name shall be Kzrysztof. With no last name. Age of Character: Umm... I don't know... Are you still in school [including college students]: Nome. He's not that young. I know that. PB: I'm confused... what's this supposed to be? My name? Will you be Dedicated: Yes. Unless I'm having some hectic day and I get in a care crash and go to the hospital. Sample Post: Laquakemi, or just Kemi didn't interact with many people, just because he seemed to be overly attatched to his own element. It wasn't that he didn't like people, it's just he loved nature, and there were always new things to discover, even when he had been in the plane of Gods for thousands of years.
He had already missed the first of the humans coming through from the mortal plane, and figured that he should probably get caught up. Finding Moraya wandering about he slid in beside her as she walked. Peaking out from under his hood, his bright green eyes studied her. He didn't exactly know her, but more of her.
"I didn't miss anything exciting did I?" The words left his lips smoothly and softly, as if not to startle her. Kemi was never extremely loud, maybe because he thought of nature and plants as the peaceful part of the world. He wasn't sure.
Before Moraya could answer Kemi had caught a glance of the God of chaos and destruction, Dargan. He seemed to be in a brawl with a human. With a sigh he turned to Moraya again. "Nevermind. I'm gathering that this is all that's happened so far. Dargan is always looking for fights. I guess it's in his personality..."
Kemi's concentration had gone now, thinking of all that Dargan was responsible for. Kemi's poor forests and woods, plains and swamps had all been covered in blood because of him. Harmless creatures were killed, plants burnt to the ground, all because of Dargan's power over the destructive side of humans. With a sigh Kemi came back into reality finding himself face to face with Dargan.
((Me hopes that the post is good enough. I can do better... I'm just... being lazy right now.))
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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jul 1, 2007 19:51:41 GMT -5
Accepted!
PB is played by.
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Post by Octoberspoet on Jul 8, 2007 18:06:09 GMT -5
OOC Name: Bailey Character Desired: Harry and Ginny's youngest daughter. Candace Potter Age of Character: 17 Which are you loyal to? The Alliance Are you still in school: Yes PB: Octobers_poet Will you be Dedicated: Yes, to my best ability. Sample Post: Recycled --
MJ spent the afternoon in the library. Writing on his paper over and over. He trashed so many ideas, and crumpled so many papers. He just could not seem to write today. He had another case of 'writers block'. There were only two things that ever helped him with writers block. Walking and talking. He checked his watch. To late, most of his friends would be to bust studying to want to talk. A walk would have to do for now.
He sighed and stood. He quickly gather his notebooks into his hands, and shoved pencils into his brest pocket. He left the library and paused. He had no idea where to go. He headed for the front doors, but stopped. No, not tonight. MJ always seemed to go outside. Besides, it looked a bit stormy today, he would hate to get stuck in the rain. Then again..Nah, he wouldn't go outside tonight.
He found the staircase and started up. He still had no idea where to go. Maybe he would just walk around the halls for a while, looking at the paintings. The best thing about the paintings was they always changed. You could see the oddest of things sometimes. A knight in front of a mirror, or a maiden with a dragon. Tonight, however, the paintings weren't entertaining. He sighed and headed down the hall. He hit the end of the wall and slipped down to the floor. He fell back and laid there on his back, just starring up at the ceiling.
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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jul 8, 2007 18:15:35 GMT -5
I guess that will work. Accepted.
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Post by Andromeda Longbottom on Jul 12, 2007 22:31:30 GMT -5
OOC Name: Ellie Character Desired(The only connon character that will be played is Voldemort): Oldest daughter of neville and luna Age of Character: 17 Which are you loyal to? (The Alliance, Death Eaters, Lorcan School for the Gifted): Alliance Are you still in school [including college students]: yes PB: ? Yes i like Peanut Butter and jelly... Will you be Dedicated(One at least once a day?): I can do one every two days.... Sample Post[May be Recycled, please make these two paragraphs or longer]:
Lianna walked along the corridors of the train, her own baggage tucked safely under the seats of another compartment. She scuffed her black shoes along the carpet and allowed her auburn hair to envolope her face, hiding her large inquisitive, yellow eyes.
She was a loud girl but sometimes was struck shy by the smallest of events. She was set apart from others usually on account of the nasty rumors that had been circling since her 2nd year. Rumors that had gotten her transfered into Slytherin no less even though she had been her Gryffindor for her first year. This is what had started the rumors. Whispers of "the dark lord" and "he who must not be named" paired along with "illigitamate child" usually had its effect on people. It certainly had on hogwarts. and here she was..voila! a social outcast. She passed by a compartment with a girl who happened to look as if she was in Lianna's own year. (That would be 5th) and a small boy. She stopped and stared at the compartment and the people inside, wondering how and why she was getting this feeling in the pit of her stomach. She leaned against the wall for support. Last time this had happened she had been just transfered into Slytherin house and-.
"Holy crap!" The hand that had been leaning against the wall suddenly burst into flames.
"crap crap crap stop!"
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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jul 12, 2007 22:33:27 GMT -5
That will work I guess. Accepted. Hopefully everyone, including myself, can find ways to improve.
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Post by Celeste on Jul 12, 2007 23:09:55 GMT -5
OOC Name: Mandi Character Desired: Celeste Weasley (George's child) Age of Character: 17 (almost eighteen) Which are you loyal to? (The Alliance, Death Eaters, Lorcan School for the Gifted): Alliance Are you still in school [including college students]: no PB: Scarlett Johansson Will you be Dedicated(One at least once a day?): Yes. Sample Post:
You already saw it!
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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jul 12, 2007 23:12:02 GMT -5
Accepted.
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Post by Andyyyy on Jul 14, 2007 22:11:25 GMT -5
OOC Name: ANDY Character Desired(The only connon character that will be played is Voldemort): Age of Character: George and Alicia (Spinet) Weasley [Age Range: 16-18]
Twin Boy(must be 17)
Which are you loyal to? (The Alliance, Death Eaters, Lorcan School for the Gifted): The Alliance Are you still in school [including college students]: I start college in September. PB: Not sure yet. Maybe Adam Sandler, or a rockstar. Either is fun. Will you be Dedicated(One at least once a day?): Probably. Sample Post[May be Recycled, please make these two paragraphs or longer]:
Tonight, it was just him and me. Finally. Aaron is over at a friends house, and mom isn't going to be back home for another three days. Dad is the most violent when she's around. Maybe tonight will be different. Maybe he will change for just one night. I doubt it.
As I walked into the kitchen, I saw him with the bottle out already. I glanced at my watch, and it only said 6:30. He's doing it early tonight. I havn't seen him start so early for a couple years. As I walked by to get a drink of water, he slapped me on the back and told me to have a seat. My whole back stung. Last night with him was bad. I've got several bruises, and some cuts even. Maybe he'll be nice...Maybe just for once it won't happen.
"I'm going to quit son", he says as I sit down. Bullshit. He says that every day. It hasn't happened yet. I wish I could take my brother and mom and just go. We could make it on our own. She won't let us go. If I tried anything now, I know I'd be on the floor. He hits harder now.
"Can I go for a run, Dad?" I ask him quietly. He will yell. But maybe I can get some energy out before he gets drunk. Watching is the worst part.
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Post by Remmy Weasley on Jul 15, 2007 1:08:18 GMT -5
ANDY! I should slap your for giving me a sample post! All I need to know is your characters name.
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Post by lene on Jul 15, 2007 5:19:15 GMT -5
OOC Name:lene Character Desired:Harry and Ginny's eldest son
Character's Name:Andreas Alex Potter Age of Character:nineteen Which are you loyal to? (The Alliance, Death Eaters, Lorcan School for the Gifted):the Alliance Are you still in school [including college students]:no PB:Oli Sykes Will you be Dedicated(One at least once a day?):yep Sample Post[May be Recycled, please make these two paragraphs or longer]:
The bell echoed inside his head for a couple of seconds just after it had rung and now the footsteps of a thousand hurried students filled the use-to-be silent hallways. His cool blue eyes searched above him and as the people passed him by without a second glance, he realized what some expected you to be. During high school as a muggle, you were associated by what sort of group you hanged out with and the way you either acted or dressed determined if you were worthy knowing. Throughout life, there was always the popular, the jocks, the geeks, the loners, the goths and the rebels - just to name a few mainstream cliques. This applied to right now and here as well, he wasn't the prince charming ever girl wanted. You know, the sweet little charming boy without the flaws and good looks and nor was he the bad boy who rebel against law and broke so many hearts. He was just himself and that was about as simple it was going to get. He never took to the fancy of any girl's heart because he was that Eric guy. Just the Eric guy. No one important. Not once. Eric had kind of gotten use to it thought, being unnoticed all the time and being worthless. He had numbed himself that he didn't become too whelmed up about it as much. Though he was a very simple guy that didn't hide too much from the world - he did have a slight angry problem which he would unleash unto his pillow each week. Watching the girl that had ignored him, she was pretty and also bad news. The reputation for sticking up for herself wasn't such a good thing around here though he thought it was amazing she was so brave. He could never be that brave.
The floor beneath him vibrated slightly as the steps pounded away like the headache he had. All the sudden, it was so loud and his eyes could focus elsewhere but the girl as if he could tell something was going to happen and surely enough, she was pushed around by the much bigger guys in the corridor. The school was always like this - mantic. Everyone was out of control, pushing and trying to make it on time to their next class as if they would die if they didn't. They all sort of looked like animals scrapping over the last food source, hungry to seize an option where a weaker animal would be forced out. This time it was the girl but in the past, it had been him. He couldn't survive the craziness of Hogwarts especially at this time where it become most frantic. Sometimes the way people acted made him sick, some were so careless and quite a few did end up hurt but it didn't matter as long as they all made it to class. Losing the girl for a few moments, he stared at the floor thinking - he had been scared enough to crawl into a corner and disappear from this place and Eric was the only one who had did it. He was the only boy or person for that fact sitting there and daydreaming as if nothing effected him. Not that he was different or anything. It just seemed as if was out of position. Not exactly meant to be on the team.
Something very hard or at least had been forced hard landed on him, instantly crushing his legs in the first few seconds. It was the girl, she rolled off and groaned. Um, what just happed he wondered. A puzzled look appeared on his brow but otherwise nothing came from his mouth, not even a profanity. She apologized, now that was a first. Okay maybe she said sorry all the time but he never heard that before. No one ever cared if they hurt him or stepped on him or in this case, landed on him. No one person. "That's okay. You look quite beaten up. Didn't survive the zoo I suppose." His voice was very soft compared to the empty sound of footsteps and his words were always very misplaced, easy and well average. Anyone could say them and claim them but he couldn't. He hadn't had the pleasure of owning something, not even a pet but he was grateful. Always grateful and
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Post by Trrrry out on Jul 15, 2007 5:47:04 GMT -5
*tis desensitized* OOC Name: shaun Character Desired:Draco and Pansy's eldest son, Chase (sig: i83.photobucket.com/albums/j318/eatmybrains/Sig/00000ccchase.jpg ) Age of Character: 17 Which are you loyal to? The Alliance Are you still in school: Yes PB: Octobers_poet Will you be Dedicated: Yes, as often as I'm able. Sample Post: (I'm kinda rusty, I haven't rped in a while, but I have been aching to rp again. So even if I suck, I'm a hungry rper with ideas to share = ] ) Images of high tree tops and mountains swirled about as a dream in Chase's head as he quietly mummbled in his bed. As his dream-self looked up at the eclipsed sun, solid ground broke from under him, and he fell fro what seemed like minutes before plunging into water. Frowning and swimming ferociously to reach the surface, he could see a blurred shadow lingering above. "dabpbpld??" Trying to say 'dad', but only sounding bubbly. Finally breaking the surface, he gasped for air he did not need, haqving been dreaming. The shadow he'd thought to be his dad was nothing more than a statue of a man with a un-distinguishable face. Grasping the lands edge, he hoisted himself out of the water and crawled about 6-7 feet from the waters edge and heaved a deep breath. Now at his feet, he looked around, almost feeling as if his dream had turned real, or lead him sleep-walking outside. Chase couldn't see anyone around, only various small animals skittering amoungst the bushes and trees that lay 30-40 feet away from him. But his focus was not on the trees or the animals or the statue, it was all about the strange light flickering on and off in the forest. Setting off to discover its means, he began walking before stopping, having come to a logical conclusion. It could be a trap. Believing this was the case, he turned on his heel and walked off in the other direction, and oddly enough the water which he once plunged, was gone. "oookay, now I know I'm for sure .. not awake." Upon finishing this sentence, his dream turned from calm to tense as he heard a deep growl behind him. He turned quick as he could, which felt like forever in the dream-world, before he could even see the creature looming, he was on the ground. Sharp claws digging into his shoulders, he looked up into the face of a werewolf, fresh blood on it mug. Chase didn't know if this blood was his own or a former victim, but one thing was for sure, he could not move a muscle or make a sound, he was in shock. The beast swiftly dove in for his neck and he screamed. "aaahhh" He yelled as he toppled out of bed, with a hard crash he hit the floor. Sitting up fast as he could, panting quickly from fear of this nightmare. "holy ****" He whispered aloud as he ran a hand through his hair, forehead damp with sweat, the same going for the rest of his body. Leaving him cold, having only been in his boxers. He was just greatful this was only a dream.
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