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Let me start off by saying that I made this post years ago and just re-discovered the idea. A lot of the writing below is old but I can't be bothered to heavily edit it as I feel it still gets the point across. Thanks!

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If you're a Harry Potter fan like me, you've come to the right place. I've been craving a RP with some magic and spells and whatnot and figured it couldn't get much better than the HP universe. Original characters, familiar setting. I had a partner lined up for this story but unfortunately it fell through; that being said, I do already have a character designed and a general idea of a starting point, but for the most part this was a loosely-thought out story so I'm looking forward to expanding on it with any potential writing partners.





I've been on a Harry Potter fanfiction reading rampage this last week, so the idea of a potterverse RP is horribly interesting to me. Especially something with possible romance and/or friendship between different houses maybe?
Hmm... Maybe for this next scene we could go to a sort of group training thing where they're getting their abilities rated? Like judging them on how easily they're able to control it/how strong it is. Or something. I dunno. Seems like something the facility would want to know.
@SecretlyDiscord did edit their post to include the characters waking up with their collars on. That being said, I would also like more to work with. All I can post right now is my character going to bed and getting up like, "What's this?" so I feel like we need some actual development. Something we can work with other than just our characters talking to each other.

Maybe a first day of training with their abilities or something? To be honest, this roleplay is moving way too slowly plot wise. I'm going to end up losing interest if some stuff doesn't happen soon, and I don't want that to happen!
Sorry I've been a little busy last couple days! I'm hoping for Treue to get a post in so I can wrap up that mini-convo with Drei. I'll give it a minute and if not I'll post again anyway. :B
Meep meep. What's up with every one?
@DarkwolfX37 You're not coming across as rude, why would you be? :B

I think we essentially agree. We both think Henry should grow into it and we both want to know which guidelines are and aren't being followed, which I'm sure @SecretlyDiscord will clear up when they get a chance.

Also, I agree that his Weaknesses are pretty mild.
Shweet.

Just got an post up, figured someone ought'a address Drei's beat-up face. :p
Marlowe Tolfell


The whistle from Margaret made Marlowe go beet red. She was not a social person. She'd never hung out with friends after class, or joined clubs, or anything like that. She was also an only child. As a result, she got very awkward very quickly, but she'd always been far from bashful. Even when she'd had to strip down into their pajamas, aka. uniforms, she hadn't cared about being half-nude in front of the 39 other boys and girls and misunderstood monsters in the room, and she shouldn't have cared right then. And yet she was blushing. She decided right then and there that she hated feeling so shy and embarrassed; she also decided that she wouldn't let it happen again (she wasn't sure exactly how she was going to go about that, but she was determined). Maybe it was because of her inexperience with the male form? Or because he was a guy that she'd actually had a conversation with that went deeper than, "Nice to meet you," or "Do you have a spare pencil?"? She concluded that it must be a result of her tiredness, emotional and physical, from the events over the last few days. Thinking of things like class and home was making her feel even stranger. Had she really been in school less than a week ago? Somehow, it felt like it was a world away.

Rose-faced and stiff, Marlowe looked around for something or someone else to focus on, anything but the shirtless guy in front of her. But Margaret, yet again, made it worse.

"Lookin' good." She called, "Wouldn't you agree, ladies?"

Marlowe twitched when she was addressed and looked up at Margaret in tongue-tied mock horror.

"Wh-wh-wh..." It sounded more like she was breathing than talking, and she was hopeful that no one had actually heard her. Was it rude to not reply? Did she even care if it was rude? She shouldn't reply, she wouldn't, she definitely, definitely could not reply. Vincent's loud response saved her from having to finish the thought that she... well, hadn't even thought of yet.

“Stoppit,” He'd retorted, looking about half as red as she did and twice as strict.

Abashed, she leaped on the opportunity to get the hell out of that conversation. Vincent did the same and started questioning his sister (luckily, instead of continuing to talk to her). She didn't stop the topic from straying and looked around again to find something to distract her from her discomfort. Quickly, she settled on a bleeding boy who wasn't getting much attention. The joking had brought on a lighthearted atmosphere in their otherwise deplorable environment, and even though the guy didn't look bothered much by his cut up face, it brought her back to her senses.

"It doesn't hurt?" Marlowe asked, briefly wondering if he had abilities similar to her own. She scratched that idea when she saw that his skin was mostly clear of scars, unlike hers. But it didn't matter. "Use this." She said, holding out her old shirt.

It was more than a little dirty, and she was sure it didn't smell great 'cause of the fact that she'd been wearing it for more than a 24 hour period, in a hot train car, while sweaty and scared, but it would do the job.

"You'd be stupid not to stop the bleeding, even if it doesn't bother you."
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