Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
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Post by Sparda on Sept 9, 2006 22:46:42 GMT -5
Sparda stared at the shaky buliding as he swayed back and forth with its movements, wanders what it like inside, probly dusty he sighed as he sat on the snow covered ground. The snow melted and wetted his pants oh what warm bottom i have he rolled his eyes and hugged him self. It was getting a bit colder, he stood up and walked towards the shack.
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Post by Georgia Blackbird on Sept 11, 2006 19:42:32 GMT -5
i will post later
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Post by Georgia Blackbird on Sept 12, 2006 3:40:48 GMT -5
Georgia was freezing. She had left Hogwarts to go exploring after the tradgedy in the library. Georgia watched the Shrieking Shack closely. She could still hear the screams coming from inside it. She let a tear run down her cheek. "Why, why why?!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. She dropped to the ground. She lied down, and made a bed in the snow. She wanted to feel that numbness.......forever. "What am I doing?!" she screamed in her head. She knew what. From finding out in the Library, she became depressed. She was trying to suicide!. That was no Gryffindor. Sitting up, she just sat in the snow. She didn't care whether she got wet or not. She just sat there, blue lipped, watching and listening at the Shrieking Shack. [/color]
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Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
Posts: 35
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Post by Sparda on Sept 12, 2006 17:18:35 GMT -5
Sparda turned around after he heard the scream. His ears twitched as a harsh wind blew in his face. He fliped back and acsended to the groud infront of her, Are you the girl in the library? he asked not looking at her. He started to jump around to get warmer looking like a monkey.
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Post by Georgia Blackbird on Sept 12, 2006 18:41:06 GMT -5
Georgia, not looking at him, said "Yeah. Oh, God I feel so embarrassed after that." She got up to move closer to the shack. Talking in a very numb and suicidal tone, she wondered out-aloud "You know, I wonder what its like to be a ghost. Be shrieking inside the shack. I wonder what its like...." she was talking crazy talk. But that didn't matter to her. She was just depressed and had mountains of stress on her, not mention that now she knew that the Devil had given her the red eyes!.
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Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
Posts: 35
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Post by Sparda on Sept 13, 2006 15:34:26 GMT -5
He stared at her for a second.Finallyhe bent down and felt her forehead, and your not cold?he raised a brow and contunuied to stare at her. Maybe she was ill,or was possesed or something that made her seem werid to him. And maybe he could help. come on and lets go inside the house.he said smiling.
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Post by Onny|O'Zeph on Sept 13, 2006 16:13:58 GMT -5
( Onny's turn ^^)
Twitching his nose against the chill of the nippy air, and the dust, from within the shack. Oh yes, for he was smart, smarter then most first years, but then, he was a good friend with an old professor here, but his name needed not be spoken. Anyways, pushing his scrawny body through a narrrow passage way to end up at the window, pushing himself through, as he watch others aproach, tilting his scull, not alot of people came around. [/right][/sub][/color][/size]
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Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
Posts: 35
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Post by Sparda on Sept 13, 2006 16:39:44 GMT -5
Sparda looked up as his ears twitch. Many people thought it was a reflex as being cold. They only twitched when they sensed something. mmmmmm
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Post by Onny|O'Zeph on Sept 13, 2006 17:14:03 GMT -5
A low push of carbon was let out, causeing a chemical reaction to cause fog as he watched both of them, then the male closly, knowing he was already spotted before he got close enough to be seen. Shifting in the snow lightly to trail up through the shallow drifts as he stand at the top, casual wear, t-shirt with a jacket, jeans and a scarf, no special colour. Turning himself to try and slip away, perhaps he'd be left alone as he slide back down the shallow drift to scamper into the shack, and through the narrow passage way to stand at the other side waiting, his breath coming hard in slow fear, his normal colbalt pupils, a deep maroon.
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Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
Posts: 35
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Post by Sparda on Sept 13, 2006 17:18:38 GMT -5
Sparda smiledand contuniued to stare at the disturbance. His Ears was no longer twtiching but he was smiling wicklely, hoping to spook what ever was there. don'ttell me your afraid, he said to it.
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Post by Onny|O'Zeph on Sept 13, 2006 17:22:21 GMT -5
Shock pinched at his mind slowly, before pushing himself to come face to face with Sparda, on accident, feeling short, as he scowl lowly, before stepping backwards to clear his throat, stifling a low growl, keeping as normal as humanly possible. Shagging cut was drapped in his visage line, as he pushed them aside to stare at the male, as if he was staring right through him, past him to the oppisite side of the shack, before his shoulder twitched gently, reminding him of the time, as he gazed away, twisting his shoulder lightly, looking back to the boy then.
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Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
Posts: 35
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Post by Sparda on Sept 13, 2006 17:29:52 GMT -5
Sparda raised a bow, can you not talk? Are you too supior to talk to me? it wasn't really anger that flicked Sparda's mind but curiosity.
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Post by Onny|O'Zeph on Sept 13, 2006 17:37:02 GMT -5
Amused expression crossed his rosens, he wasn't even wearing his badge, and yet he was known, or so he though. I can talk, But right now. I have to..ugh..go somewhere. He stated, as his shoulders twitch worsed forcing his built through the passage way to storm through the shack lightly, silently, forcing off his unhumanly nature until he was at least concealed, he worked hard for a prefect position, and wasn't about to lose it because of some stupid family heritage. [/sub][/color]
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Sparda
Just Born
Slytherin[P:0]
lmao oh this is so true
Posts: 35
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Post by Sparda on Sept 13, 2006 17:42:11 GMT -5
Sparda stoof there for a second in sere shock, ok, i'm offically creepedout he whispered to himsel. He felt the urge to follow the boy in the house, you stay here! i'm gonna go se what ths was all aout he dashed towards the house. Startin gout as a sprint until two seconds later he was there. He smiled and oped the door.
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Post by Onny|O'Zeph on Sept 13, 2006 17:46:27 GMT -5
His built was let rested, more huddle in a corner then anything else, all presumed he was a 'werewolf' or 'werecat' but no, his heritage was worse. Letting his gaze drift up to the male, pupils still a deep maroon, as a low growl startled from his vocal regions, giving him the expression of a menacing wolven, but as a human, which was exactly him. He never went through a transformation, making him half-werewolf. Letting his gaze keep on the male silently, hushing himself.
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