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7 yrs ago
But that's a Bob Dylan song... granted Jimi Hendrix's death cause him to play the song just like Hendrix did as a tribute, but it's still Bob Dylan's song.
7 yrs ago
Whoo! Not only am I being overworked (77 hours last week), I'm 100% sure my email, Skype, And Discord accounts have been hacked. This week has been shit.
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7 yrs ago
That moment when you are denied vacation and are scheduled at least 70 hours this week because five people are supposed to do the work of 11 people. Happy days.
7 yrs ago
To everyone I am role-playing with. Between Work, life, and some other stuff, I might be taking a long hiatus. I'm sorry. I will probably be missing for most of August

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They were more than okay. They were perfect~!

I'll get something up tonight after work. :D


I'm so glad you enjoyed the post! I was worried it wasn't as good. I can't wait to see how everyone interacts! Especially Victoria/Vanessa. I hope Victoria's opinion of Vanessa isn't too harsh.
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No, no. You're absolutely fine. :)

Thanks for letting me know though.


Hope the posts was okay!

Victoria Ashcroft/16/6th Year


Another person that had made her list of people that she just could not stand to be in the same room as. Professor Vanessa. Something about the woman made her skin crawl. She went out of her way to make sure she was constantly in detention since that incident with the McNeilson boy. Now of course she had been the final person to arrive in the classroom, so she already knew that would be another week of having to be in this creatures's classroom until curfew.[/cemter]

”Of course, Professor.” Her voice dripped with a vile hatred that seem to boil out of her throat. That voice was saved exclusively for her, and would earn her another week of detention. Not that it mattered, she knew that was going to be the case. Maybe she had been paid off by that little boy's pathetic family. She wouldn't put it past any of them. Though, something about the way that Vanessa seemed to watch her as closely as she had been.

Then the woman had gone and blown up her cauldron. The room had went deathly silent as the smoke cloud seemed to fly into her face. Victoria couldn't hold back her gleeful expression as her face contorted, before she couldn't suppress the giggle that was forming in the back of her throat. Placing her hand over the bottom half of her face, she had been so close to stifling the sound, but it had just been too funny to hear her scream in the way she had. All eyes seemed to fall on her as they were doing as instructed.

Of course she found herself without a partner, and she allowed the giggle fit to slowly boil down, but she knew she was going to be up the creek without a paddle now. With no partner, she was going to be graded harshly, and she knew it.



Theodorus Woodward/17/7th Year

The playful slap had brought an even bigger smile across his face. Morganna had that affect on him. She could bring him out of any sort of funk that he found himself in. She had a big heart, one that in his opinion was too good for this world. With everything that had been happening all around them, he was growing more worried by the day that something would happen to cause casualties, and his thought process had been proven correct with this very attack.

”It's troubling. It doesn't seem to make any rationale sense to attack right at this moment, unless this was a warning shot. It bothers me that there was no way to predict this sort of event, because it has no logical pattern to it. They wouldn't have done this without a cause, and it's something that I can't piece together with the information available to the public.” His brow furrowed a bit as he was looking at from a different point of view than most. If they could predict these events, maybe they could put better guards around to save people from being harmed.

His eyes made eye contact with Morganna for the first time as he just shook his head. ”Is it wrong to want some logic out of madmen and women? So we could figure it out and stop casualties? Look at the last war...." His voice was a bit strained as he shook his head. The headmistress had praised Theo for a report about said war, one where he had wrote pages of theory on possible reason that Voldemort had become the way he was in the end. Rationally it had made no sense to him, and he hated to admit that. He felt the answer was out there, something that had caused some concern by the staff. ”I feel if we could figure out a pattern, we could prevent a number of attacks.” Sometimes Theo also forgot that he was a 17 year old in Hogwarts, an arrogance that Morganna seemed to know how to snap him out of from time to time.



Professor Vicktor Spurling/41

Pacing into his classroom, it didn't take long for the topic of the attack to be brought up. It was a good topic for his class at least, unlike other classes that would have to deal with these questions. Looking over at Chandler and Wendell, he shook his head sadly, clearing his throat to get the entire classes attention. Everyone seemed to be asking around the same questions in their little groups they had formed, but he was also an auror, something that he made no secret in hiding from the students in his class.

”My thoughts, Mister McNeilson? We lost a lot of good witches and wizards from what I understand that had happened. Dark times seem to be around the corner. In my twenty-three years with the auror forces, I can tell you this. No attack like this isn't premeditated. This was not a random occurrence to show they still existed. No this is symbolizing something. So today, I plan to really hammer home the Shield Charm today. Most people can cast a decent shield spell, but if these events are anything to judge, decent is not going to cut it.” Vicktor's face was stern as he walked to the front of the class.

”Most adult wizards are not capable of producing more than an efficient shield. Most prefer to just deflect hexes and spells, but a shield charm can be far more practical, and allow you to go on the offense if you are able to produce one that is able to withstand multiple spells. Do take note that while this is a very useful spell, do not think of it as being unbreakable. Always stay vigilant. In a fight for your life, always stay on the move. Do we have any volunteers to demonstrate? Two volunteers please? One try to cast Protego, and the other try to disarm them.” The professor spoke as he gave the floor to whoever wanted to come up and demonstrate their ability.
They were wonderful! Sorry some stuff come up yesterday. I will be replying in a little while! Sorry again!
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I can definitely help you with formatting your posts~! :D I love to format my own posts but it's not really a requirement from my partners.

I hope so, as well!

I cannot wait to see how things play out either! Ooh. I can't wait to see your planted seeds go. :D

By the way, I am responding to your posts now.


I feel it adds to the presentation of the roleplay, so I enjoy doing it. I had to read the RAW version of your post, but didn't want to make a carbon copy of it.

If your first post was any indication of where this will go, I can't wait!

I just hope the blossom into wonderful plot points. <3

Can't wait!
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I try, I try.

But I am honestly the same exact way about my own posts~! So, maybe it's a good thing we've became partners. :)


You will certainly help me with formatting my posts, so I appreciate that! I've never really had a partner that went through all the time to code posts in such a way. It makes the presentation look excellent though! So thank you for that as well!

I hope this benefits us both! :D

Can't wait to see how things play out for now though. It's certainly very interesting, and I have already planted seeds for something later on, but I think I'm going to keep that one close to the chest. :P
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Oh, no, no. Your posts were great, as well - Even better than my own, to be honest.


You know how to make someone feel good! Thank you for that, but I still find your opening to be far better. (Then again I have an unnatural fear of my posts always being bad.)
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I might be sleep by the time you get them up but I honestly cannot wait to read them.


I hope you enjoy it and it isn't hot garbage like I think all my posts are.

Victoria Ashcroft/16/6th Year


Pure disgusted was etched into the face of Victoria Ashcroft as the headmistress had made her announcement. Disgust because of the way some of her housemates started to shoot glares in her direction. Disgust because they were partially correct in their assumptions of how evil her father was. No doubt in her mind that man had taken part in destroying something such as Hogsmeade. Anger started to boil through her veins as she continued to stare up at the table of Professors, all of which seemed to be directing their attention at one of the current professors.

”Stupid snake hiding in our great house, who does she think she is.” Of course the words had put ice into her veins as she turned her attention towards the one that had dare spew those words out. Her green eyes shimmered in their direction as she gave off the appearance that she was not going to take any of their crap today. How anyone could believe she would associate herself with those vile monsters was beyond her. She had been removed from her own class because of someone she had suspected to either want to be a Death Eater or was currently one.

Everyone said it was a love-hate relationship, but in her eyes? If love was there, it was because she loved to hate that litte boy as she had been prone to call him so many times. Reaching her hand up to the daily reminder of what had happened, she was now an outcast. Her current house didn't trust her, often calling her a snake in Gryffindor colors, or worse things. Not that she really paid any attention to them. What hurt was the people she thought she could call friends from other houses seemed to avoid her at all costs now. It was unheard of to be transferred out of a house, but apparently the rumors had spread about just the kinds of spells the two had been throwing around at each other.

“I wish I had just cast Fiendfyre and been done with the entire situation.” She spoke aloud to no one in particular as she gathered her belongings from the table in front of her. To think that the school was now officially on lockdown would be a drag. She had hoped to get away from this place for a while during those visits to the village nearby the school. Not to mention the curfew that was now in place was going to annoy quite a few people. Turning her heads towards her former table, her eyes locked onto the boy that had been the root of all of her more recent problems. The urge to chuck a curse across the Hall at him resonated with her, but for now she would wait. It was always better to have less witnesses if you planned to assault someone.



Theodorus Woodward/17/7th Year

The headmistress' speech left Theodorus deep in thought, mostly staring at the blank notebook in front of him. The information they had given him had caused far more questions to bounce around inside of his skull. What kind of fire had been used to reduce part of the village to the ground? Had the wards not been strong enough to protect such a place? Why had no one been around to try and defend that area given it's proximity to the school. Was this only a warning shot? One that should put Hogwarts more on edge than they had been? His mind continued to race, trying to piece together any logical answers that he could make out of this incident.

The first answer than come to his mind was this was a reminder. They were still around, and they were willing to show that they had enough people to attack an area near one of the most magically defended places in the country. That, in itself, was not by accident. This had been deliberate, this was to send a message to those that they deemed unworthy. His face contorted in frustration as another question seemed to pop up that outweighed every other question. Why now? Why would they bother to attack right now? Was this a power play? His mind continued to wonder upon the topic.

That was until he felt some hands slowly cover his eyes, something that had drawn his mournful expression into a soft smile. Someone he considered a close friend, his best even, had always enjoyed playing this guessing game with him. Of course, he enjoyed seeing her face when he called out the wrong name. “Headmistress? I would think this isn't the best time for games like this?” His smile only seemed to grow bigger, something he knew she could feel in the way she had her hands cupping his face. His own hands slowly raise up to touch her hands, since he knew she would be taking this hard. She had a big heart, and these events always struck her the hardest.

“You okay?” Of course that was a simple question to ask in this situation, but he wanted to make sure she was alright before they head back to class.



Professor Vicktor Spurling/41

To say that Vicktor Spurling was angered by the announcement that he had heard from the Headmistress before the assembly was an understatement. Having his time split between Hogwarts and the Auror office had started to slowly get to him, and now with this news? He had almost demanded to be sent over to Hogsmeade so he could investigate the crime scene. His hand ran through his hair as he felt even more frustration starting to grow. A known Death Eater's daughter was in the school and throwing around dark curses at a fellow Slytherin Student. He had been keeping a close eye on her. Then come to the topic of Vanessa, someone that made him want to scream. She acted like she didn't care about what the Death Eaters were doing, yet she did nothing to help deal with the fight against them.

She didn't seem to believe that, as she wanted nothing to do with the situation. Though he thought it was unfair to send her such looks of disgust as some of the other professors had been doing. Just because she wanted to teach and stay out of the war didn't mean that she was a bad person. He had went up to bat for her multiple times over the past few years, saying she was a great teacher, regardless of her stance on the war against the Death Eaters, yet because she had refused to join a side, she had been labeled. Those labels stick hard in the Wizarding World, and the public opinion was hard to change.

Having accidentally bumped into her as he was deep in thought, he shook his head. “That was more my fault.” Yet, she was already gone. It seemed they hadn't had much of a conversation since she had been hired on to teach at Hogwarts. Their breakup had been rough on both of them, but he couldn't be associated with someone that he had known to be a former Death Eater. But in his eyes, she had changed her ways. Not many people even knew of that little secret that she had. Hell, sometimes he had forgot that no one really knew that secret other than the Headmistress, and even he started to doubt that she had even known. He wanted to tell her that he was on her side, that she could confide in him, yet she never gave him the chance. ”Maybe I should bring her coffee after class and sit down and talk to her."
Whoops! Wrong post. I had a blond moment.
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