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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:14:40 GMT -8
Heyyyy there loooves. Claim your charries. Me thinks I want Mione, please. And any others necesseary to be played
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Post by joolie. on May 13, 2006 23:15:22 GMT -8
Ginevra and ROnald for me.
Unless someone else wanted one of them.
XP But they're mine otherwise.
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Post by glamorousgnome on May 13, 2006 23:19:41 GMT -8
well then harrys mine...  long time no speak to, you guys |
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:20:20 GMT -8
Just Harry? Hehehe. No double tripling?
Okay, someone else post first, I so don;t wanna think up a setting
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Post by joolie. on May 13, 2006 23:20:33 GMT -8
I know. Way too long, yo.
o_0
I have to make a new icon.
I think I'm going to animate it.
XP
Haha.
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Post by glamorousgnome on May 13, 2006 23:21:02 GMT -8
dundundun
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Post by joolie. on May 13, 2006 23:21:12 GMT -8
I'm not starting.
Kinda like calling shotgun.
But not.
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:21:49 GMT -8
Retard.
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Post by joolie. on May 13, 2006 23:22:31 GMT -8
Hey now.
Jocker.
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Post by glamorousgnome on May 13, 2006 23:22:33 GMT -8
that would be anti-shotgun lol
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:23:37 GMT -8
lol
OKAY! In character!
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Post by glamorousgnome on May 13, 2006 23:24:01 GMT -8
alright- 7th year searching for horcruxes? is that what we're doing?
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:26:48 GMT -8
Bushy brown hair was being subjected to a violent round of combing, flattening, and wetting as the 7th year female attmepted to make it look somewhat presentable. Chocolate eyes held an almost desperate look as she tried in vain to keep her normaly bushy hair to fall in neat curls instead. After a moment Hermione Granger dropped her brush and applied a handful of some thick white cream, managing to make it lie nicely, falling in large curls around her shoulder.
With a shrug the girl adjusted her t-shirt and gave herself the once-over before heading out of the bathroom in search of the others.
OoC: Summertime? At weasleys?
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Post by joolie. on May 13, 2006 23:27:42 GMT -8
ooc;;
Ew searing for horcruxes.
Actually, I'm a hypocrite, I've never done that before.
o_0
Whatever.
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:28:08 GMT -8
Or at school. up to you two
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Post by glamorousgnome on May 13, 2006 23:32:07 GMT -8
(whatever you guys want, i ahvent roleplayed in so long that im ALMOST an rp virgin lol)
Harry gave a slight groan. The poltergeist in teh Weasley's attic always woke him up a bit earlier than he would have liked to rise. Glancing at a clock, he saw that it was seven-thirty and the sun was already shining brightly through the slightly dimmed window.
Tossing on a pair of a jeans and the shirt that he had bought from the Quidditch World Cup a few years back, he cautioned a glance in the mirror.
It glared back at him, ugly and swollen.
"Damn scar..."
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:34:26 GMT -8
Hermione trounced down the stairs, having left Ginny fast asleep in their room, and down into the kitchen. Sunlight streamed through the windows and lit up the usually busy room. She sat at the table and lounged for a moment.
Her dress of choice for today was a cute jean skirt and a turquiose blouse [[with a collar of course]]
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Post by joolie. on May 13, 2006 23:36:01 GMT -8
Sitting silently in the living room, a roasting mug of hot tea cupped in her hands, young Miss Weasley was sitting infont of the fire in the living room. Her firey red hair was in a simple pony tail, a baggy grey quidditch tee covering her, with the exception, of course, of the pair of blue jeans that hung from her hips.
Shifting a bit in her spot on the couch, Ginny's dull blue eyes drew the the stairwell where she could swear she had heard someone coming down. With a soft shrug she just turned back to the dancing flames, her intrest in them growing strangely as they reflected in the glossed layer in her eyes.
As someone really did come down, she was brought back down to earth, turning to find her mother in the kitchen now.
"Morning Ginny, dear," she cooed cheerfully.
"Morning," Ginny said as she stood up, setting the mug down on the coffee table and joining her mother in the kitchen to help her with breakfast.
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Post by glamorousgnome on May 13, 2006 23:37:15 GMT -8
Harry traced the rim around his cereal bowl, staring off into space. He had endured a miserable sixth year and had not even smiled until he had arrived in the Weasleys' kitchen. That always seemed to cheer him up.
He gave a weak "good morning" to Hermione as she entered.
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Post by theliontamer♥ on May 13, 2006 23:38:06 GMT -8
Hermione entered the kitchen quietly, spotting Mrs. Weasley and slightly surprised to see the younger Weasley girl sitting curled up in the living room. "Morning," she greeted them cheeerfully, heading towards the kitchen to get herself a mug of tea--or at least something warm and comforting.
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long time no speak to, you guys