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Introductions are better late than never, yeah? My name's Manda and I'm bringing in my take on Gideon Prewett. I'm revamping his profile a bit so I don't have anything up for him at the moment. I should be posting his information within the next few days. Just kidding. I had a surge of energy so you can find Gideon here! I'll give you a few tidbits about him, however.

• Seventh year Hufflepuff.
• Chaser for the house team.
• Absolutely loves food.
• Enjoys plants and gardening.
• Quidditch fanatic. His favourite team is the Falmouth Falcons.

As for me, I'm a 24 year old New Englander. I work in a grocery store as a deli clerk. I also help out in the bakery when needed. I've been roleplaying for years. It's kept me fairly sane, I like to think. I'm almost always on AIM at xPunkyMandax. I love backstory and I would love to set things up for past relationships, friendships, enemies, etc. I'm also good at random conversation. It's been awhile since I've been able to play Gideon so I'm very excited and ready to jump in.

If anyone has ideas, let me know!

I remember a day when I thought that we could not even possibly have more work than we did preceding OWL's. I remember staying up until all hours of the night pouring over textbooks and praying to God that some muse of Potions knowledge would come and fill me with the divine spirit of Potions so that I might have a shot at passing my exams. And once it was over, I remember thinking that school would be somehow easier, that the stress of having a major exam at the end of the school year had dissipated, and that the hours of extra work would magically vanish with it. I remember being relieved once OWL's were over, and I remember looking forward to 6th year. That deluded excitement somehow managed to carry over, even, into 7th year, when I eagerly anticipated the start of my final year, which would surely be pleasantly challenging (though there was a growing sadness at the nearing end of my school days.)

I don't think I've been that wrong about something since I found out that St. Nicholas was actually my mum. The level of youth and naivety required to hold such notions makes me cringe in retrospect, but I suppose there's nothing that can be done about past assumptions. Which isn't to say that lessons aren't pleasant, or that they aren't challenging, merely that they have a tendency to become soul-shatteringly difficult, albeit often rewarding.

But if it wasn't hard enough to study before, try living with a one-man-tribute-band. We already know that you are, in fact, just a poor boy who needs no sympathy. All sympathy will now be directed at the eardrums and textbooks that are suffering and/or being neglected at your hands. For shame.

Additionally, I don't care how much fun you think it is - surprise doorway quidditch is never an excuse to throw textbooks at people. Please keep this in mind in the future to avoid another tragic incident such as the one that occurred yesterday involving a first year, a History of Magic text, and a concussion.

-Remus J. Lupin

So are we dead? Cuz no one is playing and I don't know where to jump in...

( Gideon Prewett )

So I'm back. Poke me on aim. Let me know if anyone wants to thread. Someone update me about what's going on so I can jump in with Dorcas!! I'm so frikin ready to play! Woo! (sorry, just a bit hyper)

Hey kids, I'm Anna.

I just finished my first year at Northwestern University in Chicago. I'm a Classics/Art History/Political Science major who takes too many non-major courses to have any realistic expectation of graduating in four years. Usually, these are art or English classes - my favorite authors tend to be Jane Austen, Alexandre Dumas, Ovid, Vergil, Petronius, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Kurt Vonnegut, Albert Camus, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, William Faulkner, J.D. Salinger, and various other (post-)/modernists. I speak limited Italian and Norwegian, but mostly I can say things like, "Are these skis long enough?" I have plans of becoming a part-time ice cream chef in the not too distant future, because my internship doesn't pay at all.

I'm bringing you Remus Lupin, the very sweet, often intellectual but socially awkward Gryffindor with passionate feelings about grammar and literary criticism who spends too much of his time in the library. It's highly likely that, sometime during the course of your experience with him, he will a) correct your grammar via a rarely exercised usage rule that's largely defunct but still technically correct b) make an obscure literary reference that he thinks everyone will understand when, in fact, no one does or c) feel very uncomfortable in your presence for reasons undetermined.

If you need anything, my email address is anna.katherine@gmail.com, which is also what it is if you do not need anything. And my aim, since the sixth grade, is dramaqueen57575.

Looking forward to meeting you all,
-Anna

Who: Evan Rosier and Jeremiah Wilkes.
Where: History of Magic.
Date: 2 September 1977.
When: 9:17AM.
What: A series of charmed notes.
Rating: R for language, references to drug use, and violent scheming.
Status: Complete.

( 'Politics is a science. You can demonstrate that you are right and that others are wrong.' )

Who: Xenophilius Lovegood
Where: Hogwarts Express
Date: September 1, 1977
When: As the train is leaving
Status: Can be complete, but feel free to comment if you like.

( Remus Lupin )

( oh reckless, a boy wonder, so quiet, nose broken )

So the movers are coming 830am on friday. however yesterday i sliced open my thumb on a can in the trash. i had to get three stitches. and it's very difficult to do stuff without my right thumb. anyway, that's the update. so now i gotta go do laundry and pack.

-alicia and dor

( Xenophilius Lovegood )

Who: Georgina Smythe and OPEN!
Where: Hogwarts Express
Date: September 1, 1977
When: Just before the train leaves and after the train leaves the station.
Status: Incomplete

Who: Lily Evans and Emmeline Vance
Where: King's Cross Station
Date: September 1, 1977
When: Just before 11 a.m.
Status: Incomplete

( After hugging both her parents goodbye and promising her mother several times to write, Lily carefully checked her bagage one more time to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. )

So, hi, I'm Alicia. This is Dorcas Meadowes. She's a tomboy. The kind that will rack you if you call her a girl. She's fun! I'm fun too! You can poke me on shadowboxrrbaby @aim if you wana chat.

However, and I hate to do this in my intro post, my internet time is still a little fuzzy. They said today they're sending me my repaired laptop this week, so it should clear up soon. And I'll be in my new apt on the 13th. So soon, very soon. please be patient with me! Thanks yall. i look forward to playing with you!

( That's Edgar Bones... brother of Amelia Bones, they got him and his family, too, he was a great wizard...  )

Who: Daisy Hookum and Amelia Bones
Where: Madam Primpernelle's, Diagon Alley
Date: August 31, 1977
When: Mid-afternoon
Status: Incomplete
( As she did every year, her mother had insisted on inspecting every single item on the shelves of every single store, and Daisy, following the routine implemented after her first year, when she'd actually been just as curious, had wandered away- into Madam Primpernelle's, of all places. )
Summary:

I wish I could stand that tall
and I wish that I didn't care at all
but there's misery in eternity
( but I know there is time for us )

( Edgar Bones )

( jai guru deva om  )

( Dorcas Tearza Meadows Profile )

Cemeteries have always had a lure for me. They are well kept, free from ambiguity, logical, virile, and alive. In cemeteries you can summon up courage and arrive at decisions, in cemeteries life takes on distinct contours—I am not referring to the borders of the graves—and if you will, a meaning.
Gunter Grass. The Tin Drum.

( ALMOST ALL CRIME IS DUE TO THE REPRESSED DESIRE FOR AESTHETIC EXPRESSION. )

( Calendars )

( Class Rosters )

( Evan Rosier )

( Dorcas Meadowes )

( Guinevere Fawcett )

( Positions )

( Jeremiah Wilkes )

it takes a lot to phase me
i'm pretty stable
i'm pretty sane but..
i'm looking at my future

( madi don't leave ; playradioplay! )

( through space and nothing matters ; g. smythe. )

( Alice Prewett )




( Alice Fenton )

( Frank Longbottom )

( Dorcas Meadowes )

( Guinevere Fawcett )

WHO; Frank Longbottom, Alice Fenton, and anyone else around.
WHERE; The Great Hall, more specifically the Gryffindor table.
DATE; Lets say September 17th, 1977?
WHEN During study hall, mid morning.
STATUS; In Progress and soon to be completed!

( Come over, come over. I won't make the same mistakes. Come over, come over. )

( PBs )

( Application )

( FAQ )

( Rules )

( Cast )

( Georgina Smythe )

( Severus Snape )

( Georgina Smythe )