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HPRP: ••KA: RPotW•• ->Misplaced Memories: Fugitives by Force
Janus Thickey WardHas your role-play reached its natural conclusion or fallen under a barrage of spells? If so, it will be kept here for permanent care.
••KA: RPotW•• ->Misplaced Memories: Fugitives by Force
Always accepting new arrivals. Please PM me if you want to play.
(The way I'm running this game makes it easy for people to join in the middle of plot.)
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Originally Posted by The Daily Prophet
Outlaw Numbers Increasing
The Minister of Magic, Brighton Tannenheight, spoke to this reporter personally, giving his explanation for the growing numbers of fugitives fleeing the country as the backlash to the 'No Tolerance' policy that was implimented more than 15 years ago. In case you've been living in a cave or in a deep, irreversible sleep for the last two decades, this 'No Tolerance' policy was instated in the best interest of the greater wizarding population in 2062 after the Muggle activist group, the Nonmagical Supporters, discovered the existence of magic and began taking negative actions against us. This group was responsible for the Quidditch World Cup incident of 2054 in which twenty witches and wizards were killed.
"It's really of the utmost importance that every witch and wizard obey even the smallest infractions to our laws," the Minister says. "While the punishments may be harsh, in many cases resulting in expulsion from society, these rigid consequences have had a positive reaction on the criminal activity of our world."
This 'expulsion from society' is, by widespread rumor, nothing less than a death sentence for the criminals in question. While no one outside the Ministry of Magic is certain of the method by which the sentences are carried out, it's certainly enough to send lawbreakers fleeing the country. When asked about the growing number of convicts escaping Britain's boundaries, the Minister had this to say:
"Unfortunately, we have had very little luck with recapturing the outlaws and bringing them to justice. Three years ago, however, after the capture and interrogation of Artemis Braker, a man who had at one time been the leader of the Evacuation Movement--as it has been called--we did discover the reason we are having so much trouble and we are ready to provide that information to the public. There is a sort of an underground system," Tannenheight saus, "that is erasing the memories of these outlaws and then relocating them to other countries. These outlaws, themselves, have no idea that they've ever broken any laws, which is making it difficult to locate them. However, providing this information to the public and making them aware of this growing problem, hopefully we may gather information to help us put an end to this rampant fugitive problem."
So, I’ve been experimenting with new ways of RPing that will prevent RPs from dying out before they’re finished. And I succeeded quite well with my previous RP, Misplaced Memories, which was actually finished. This is its sequel. Don't worry. You don't have to go back and read the original in order to participate. If your character did not exist in the previous RP, then they simply do not know what happened in it and won't know unless one of the old characters mentions it.
Now, this is how this is going to work. I will NOT be playing any character. I will be playing the plot. You should all interact with each other and I, as the plot, will tell you what happens as a consequence of your actions (if any).
I’m also adding a new element to this RP: You don’t build your own character sheets. I'm tired of everyone playing within their comfort zone with characters they know how to play. I will, of course, take suggestions about what type of character you would like to play, but in general, you have no idea who you’re playing. How will this work, you ask? Well, allow me to tell you.
I have a few thumbnails of faces below. You will choose what your character looks like. And, over the course of the game, I will give little bits of your memory back. Quite possibly including your name. And you get to try to piece together what has happened to you and decide what to do about it.
My rules are super easy but very important
1. Have fun. That’s always number one.
2. There is NO minimum amount line for your posts. Sometimes, you can’t do more than one sentence.
3. When you DO post, however, please check your spelling and grammar.
4. Be kind to your fine posting friends.
Pretty sure that’s it… but I reserve the right to add more, though these worked perfectly well for the last one.
Here, I have a list of the previous characters from Misplaced Memories. These characters are reserved for the people who played them previously. I've included to which country you have been sent. (You will need to pick new names and occupations for your characters.)
Seth Mathias Carlito (phoenix_tears) - Iceland Adriano Timothy Daniels - Muggle Policeman August Loris Cadogan (silver.bullet) - Australia, Perth Theodore Louis Allinder - Wildlife Photographer Tristan Darius Coleman (Gryffindoll) - Australia, Sydney Truman Rhys Othello - professional photographer Aidan Corey Henryk (samthehpfreak) - Australia, Darwin Charlie Nicholas Romani - Tour Guide (but a little more on the dangerous side of tours) Jeffrey Adam Philbert (Gryffindorgurl) - New Zealand Anthony Robert Collier - professional driver Sylvestre Félicien Pierre (J-E-L-L-O) - Canada Adrien "Frenchie" Jardin - Muggle Pilot Lisette Katarina Corey (Emms) - Australia, Sydney Zoé Abigial Cunningham - David Jones Assistant Manager Beryl Irina Robin (Dee-Dee) - Canada (I assumed you wanted to go with Sylvestre.) Ryan "Logic" Anthony - waitress Charlotte Daphne Stephanos (xiiWishiWasYours) - US, Vermont Stephanie Christine Drews - Fashion Designer Laryn Dionne Whitney (city_girl_95) - US, Wisconsin Ellenor Samantha Hodges - Family Attourney Sydney Cordelia Dougal (Lindzers) - US, Utah Sienna Lily Darling - hostess Sunshine Adele Jack (EmilyMalfoy) - US, Vermont Isabelle Marie Flow - Childrens' author June Hazel Dougal (princess of *hp*) - US, Utah Jessica Laurel Darling - chef
((I did not include characters that went inactive. Your character faded into nothing back in the room. Sorry.))
So, here are the available characters (with their ages). If they get filled up, I can add more. Once you select, I'll tell you who you're playing.
Please ask for the number next to the photo mini.
1. 24 years oldAdd1cted
Monica Hope Delancey - lounge singer
2. 27 years oldSnapesGirlThru&Thru
Olivia Priscilla Honor
3. 26 years oldDracikinsLover4321
Michelle Roberta Daniels
4. 23 years oldphoenixfirex12
Tamantha Terrian Spicer
5. 25 years oldLoveMePlease
Jacqueline Santana St. James
6. 27 years old
7. 25 years oldImaBRE!
Christopher Lance Rivers
8. 28 years old
9. 21 years oldMcFeisty
Graham Niles Westerly - bartender
10. 26 years oldEmishlon
William Edgar Jones - bouncer
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Originally Posted by Announcement
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Theo zipped up his bag and looked around his flat. "I'm going to miss this place" he sighed. He walked down to the street to catch a taxi with his backpack on his shoulder and his camera bag on his right shoulder.
"Taxi" he shouted and the taxi stopped in front of him. He hop on the cab. "Airport please and step on it" he said before the driver has a chance to speak. The driver only nodded. A few minutes later, he was arrived at the airport. "Here's the money and you can keep the change." he said handing the money to the driver. He opened the door and walked out the taxi. He walked directly to the notice board and saw that the plane to London already Boarding. Great..!!" he cursed himself. He began running all over the airport to the check-in counter.
"Hi. May I see your ticket and passport, please?" the girl in the check-in counter asked. "Oh yeah. Here you go." Theo gave the girl his ticket and passport. "Here you go. You almost missed your plane, Mr. Allinder" she handed him his passport and boarding pass. "Yeah. I need to take care of something first." he said putting back his passport to his pocket. "Have a nice flight Mr.Allinder" she said smiling to him. He just nodded to her. 'Well, somehow I doubted that.' he thought.
He walked into the airplane cabin and looked for his seat. "7D..7D.." he looked around. "Oh there it's" he said to himself and began walk over his seat. He makes himself comfortable. "This is going to be one long flight" he sighed.
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OOC: You guys are awesome. Thanks for taking care of yourselves while I'm away on the weekends. I worry less about plot with a group of RPers like you.
SPOILER!!: Olivia
Quote:
Originally Posted by Snape'sGirlThru&Thru
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BE- Smack!
Oi...was it time to get up already?
It was. Sigh.
Slowly and very reluctantly, Olivia pushed herself into a sitting position on her bed then swung her legs over the side. Ugh...she really didn't feel like going to work today. She'd barely slept at all last night, and already she had a headache. The day hadn't even begun, but she already knew it was going to be a bad day.
Reluctant though she still was, Olivia forced herself out of bed and to the bathroom to take her morning shower. Perhaps the heat of it would wake her up. Unlikely, but she hated using cold water.
Fifteen minutes later, she came out of the steamy bathroom wearing her bathrobe with her hair wrapped in a towel. She headed back to her bedroom to make her bed, and while she was doing so, she found something underneath her pillow that she could have sworn wasn't there before. Pulling the slightly crumpled object out, Olivia discovered that it was a piece of paper and, upon opening it, discovered the words, The time is at hand, written on it.
For a moment, Olivia considered crumpling it up and throwing it away. It seemed rather stupid and meaningless. But how did it get under her pillow? In the next moment, however, something clicked in her brain, something she hadn't remembered until now.
"The time had come for the fulfillment to begin," she heard herself saying. And then something even stranger happened. The words changed, disappear, and were created anew until there was a much longer note laying there in her hands, now reading,
Dear recipient,
Per the agreement of our prior arrangement, we at the Unified Magical Being Relocation Affair are issuing a widespread call for all relocated persons to return to England as soon as is convenient. Those who do not return will be assumed captured or deceased. Please report immediately to the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade on August 14th to report to the head of U.M.B.R.A., Artemis Braker Jr.
The time is at hand.
U.M.B.R.A.
...What? Prior arrangement? Unified Magical Being Relocation Affair? Hogsmeade?
What was going on here?!
Olivia was not just hopping on a plane to go to this "Hogsmeade" place, and especially not because some random note told her to. It was probably a scam. Really, did these "U.M.B.R.A." people think she was just going to drop everything simply because they sent her a note? The least they could have done was actually drop by themselves if it was so important. Ridiculous.
Crumpling it up, Olivia tossed it onto her dresser - something made her change her mind about throwing it away - and, head throbbing slightly, she went about her normal morning routine.
You get up and get to your day job--which you hate--at a McDonald's. But... at least you're the manager. Not that it's much of a consolation prize.
SPOILER!!: Gryffindorgurl
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Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Jeffery Tony slammed the door to the offices shut, still fuming. Luckily it was a Saturday and no one was at the track today, other than the obsessive fans of his who basically lived in the bleachers just to watch him drive. As he was cursing under his breath, trying to get ahold of himself, the phone rang. He looked up, a mix of curiosity and caution on his face. He slowly walked over to the receiver, picking it up as if it was a bomb waiting to go off. He put the receiver to his ear and said as calmly as possible, "Hello?"
A tiny voice on the other line rings in your years. "Hi, daddy!" cheers a very chipper, little girl. She sounds so much like her mother that you almost start crying. You miss Angela so much.
"I know you said... um... not to use the phone uh-cept in nuh-mergiences, but there's someone at the door," she says, stumbling over the larger words. She's quite bright for a six-year-old. "I didn't open it ,'cause he's a stranger-danger, but he won't go away." There's a pause before she says, "Oh! And Mandy wasn't here when I came home from school, so she can't answer it, either." Mandy is the baby-sitter. Your heart skips a beat.
SPOILER!!: phoenix_tears
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Originally Posted by phoenix_tears
Adriano had arrived at the scene and found out that is wasn't a simple break in. Great, just what he needed today on top of everything else.
Police cars surrounded the small house, and policemen were scattered all around the place behind shields. There wasn't any sign that the nutter that had got hold of the family was going to surrender soon and Adriano walked through the groups of officers holding a megaphone and shouting into it but whatever he said, there was no answer from the house. He would have been able to think out something or say stuff without shouting but he was in a false mood, he didn't feel like negotiating, he felt like barging through the door and beating the criminal to death. But he was a policeman, he had to keep his nerves at order and barging through the door may put the hostages' life in danger. As if I care, he thought savagely. Of course I care, what the hell is wrong?!
Emotions were running high through him and he couldn't think straight. He just couldn't. But he was a policeman, he had to help the poor mother and he kids. But what were they to him? What was all this to him if his ordered life is going to end in a few hours time? He was going to leave back to England, which means that he didn't need anything here. Oh no, no no no .. he wasn't going to bail on his job now. That wasn't right, it just wasn't right!
He felt insecure and helpless as he walked through the groups of policemen, he walked back to his police car and sent a message to the deputy, asking for extra forces, asking for someone who can deal with this situation. Someone other than him.
A scratchy voice comes back over the intercom and says, "'Fraid not, Daniels. We can send you backup, but there's no one to wrangle the chaos after last month's budget cuts."
You hear a gunshot from inside the house. A woman screams. But she keeps screaming, so she's still alive if she's been hit. A voice shouts out of the window, "Get away! Or, next time, I won't miss."
SPOILER!!: Lindzers and princess of*hp*
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Originally Posted by Lindzers
Good. She was coming.
Impatient to tell her the good news, Sienna tapped her foot anxiously against the floor. She was wondering about things... things she wondered about on a daily basis. Suddenly now they seemed like more urgent, more real things to wonder about though. She wondered how difficult it would be to over take the Ministry. She wondered if Jessica would fight just as eagerly beside her. She wondered how they would go about getting their revenge. Would it be a battle or would they kill off ministry workers one by one in the dead of the night when no one would see it coming?
She had a good feeling about this meeting. The questions never stopped running through her head... She never stopped wondering... She was never told the full game plan... Surely, if they were beckoning her and her sister to England it must be important. Surely this time, they would be able to overthrow the ministry to claim sweet victory and get their lives back. Their real lives. For she was not living a real life right now. She was not Sienna Darling the waitress. She was Sydney Dougal, the convict the Ministry had tossed through the veil, never to return. And she was just living in Sienna's dull world for the time being.
Sienna flinched as the door creaked open. She was so caught up in her thoughts, she hadn't been expecting the sudden noise. She frowned as her sister asked her if they were being evicted. If that wasn't a mood killer, she wasn't sure what was.
"No. We're not. Thanks for asking, though." Her words were harsh, but her tone was not. She smiled slightly, slinging an arm around her sister's shoulder. "We're going to England." she informed her matter-oh-factually, holding out the note she'd received from Umbra for her sister to see. "For revenge." she sang cheerfully.
Her smile widened. "You know, I think I'll make bacon. Bacon and Eggs. And toast!"
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Originally Posted by princess of*hp*
Jessica made to make a sigh of relief when she was told that no eviction notice had been taped to their door once more. However, the excited expression on Sienna's face stopped Jessica from feeling completely relieved. Something was up, but it seemed more positive than negative, from what one twin could gauge from the other's expression. Had they won the muggle lottery? The wizard lottery?
Her jaw dropped as Sienna revealed the news. Was it time already? Her eyes landed on the note that her sister waved about so joyously. "Yes, yes, of course. Breakfast!" Jessica smiled but a bit of fear gripped her heart. Time had flown so quickly; had it really been that long? She shuffled off to their tiny kitchen, motioning for Sienna to follow. The note in her chest pocket felt heavy all of a sudden. As they reached the other room, Jessica took out the note and held it in plain sight. "I got a note too. I assume they say the same thing?" She began to unfold it once more, hinting that Sienna should unfold her note once again as well.
There's a knock at your door.
SPOILER!!: city_girl_95
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Originally Posted by city_girl_95
Elle walked into the airport, pulling her case behind her she pushed open the heavy door and walked up to check in, showing the woman her passport and handing her her luggage, to Barbados she said when the woman asked her where she was going, she nodded at every question and answered yes or no to the relevant questions. When everything was finished she walked on, her little holldal swinging on her arm as she walked into the duty free section, she walked around the perfume shops, looking for her particular scent, and... there it was! Vera Wang, she picked up the box and walked over to the till taking out her card to pay.
She flopped down in the first class lounge, flipping through a magazine as she waited for the anouncment
"Flight 267 to Barbados international airport, can anyone taking this flight please go to the departure gate 14, where boarding will begin in 20 minutes"
Elle looked up as the anouncment finished, she stood up and walked, taking large strides to the gate, she was the first in the que and showed the attedant her ticket and passport, taking a seat in the departure lounge.
As the queue increased she sighed heavily and began to check all her emails on her blackberry, sending a quick one to Daniel before she looked up, seeing people from first class going through the barrier, she stood up and followed them, passing through the barrier and carrying down the tunnel to the open plane, she stepped inside and made her way to first class, sitting down on the plush seat, she waited for the plane to fill up, slipping her Ipod headphones into her ears and shut her eyes, her memory sliding away from the letter from the morning, her work and David
OOC: I love you so much because you're just leaving. You'll pay for it later, of course. But I love it and you get a prize.
Your flight lands without mishap. You're in the airport in Barbados. What now?
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Originally Posted by Dee-Dee
Logic nodded silently and looked down slightly; Frenchie was right, of course, but it was hard for her to accept that. It was different when you went through it yourself and it seemed like you were being pulled in so many different directions. When her eyes returned to his and she heard his comment, Logic chuckled. "No, you've been far too busy picking on me," she said with a small grin.
Frenchie grinned, "I have not been picking on you" he said, "and even if I had been picking on you, which I haven't, I would have a reason....you keep rolling your eyes at me." He chuckled lightly, and ran a hand through his hair, his brown eyes sparkling.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Elle stepped out onto the Barbadian tarmac and rolled her suitcase out to the taxi rank outside the revolving doors, she pulled out her blackberry and looked through her emails until she found her booking details and hotel. As she was reading the que moved, so that by the time she had looked up she was at the front of the que, she jumped into the waiting taxi Starlight Hotel please she asked the cabbie, she loved the names of these hotels, she had deliberated between both Starlight and Sunset for ages. She pushed her brown hair of her face, she missed her flame red hair, but it had made her identifiable and she had dyed it-just in case.
The taxi drove off, with her in it, looking through her emails and listening to her voicemails, as per usual, David was demanding dinner, lifts and a night out. She deleted them all and closed her eyes, feeling the lull of the taxi sending her off after her restless night.
When the taxi pulled up outside the hotel she paid the cabbie and clambered out, graceful as she could be in her drowsyness. She walked into the hotel and over to check in. Hi I have a booking for a week in the suite thanks, she said, pulling the booking pages out of her bag, strange. They wern't there. Still, she showed the woman behind the counter her blackberry booking confirmation
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In a somewhat nasal tone, the woman at the front desk--obviously not a native--says, "Your confirmation checks out." She clicks a few keys on her keyboard and says, "Payment received from your bank this morning, so you're all set. You're in room 522 on the fifth floor, pool view. There's a gym on the fourth floor just below you and, of course, the outdoor pool you'll be able to see from your room." She hands you a card in an tiny envelope and says, "Here's your key. Have a lovely day."
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Originally Posted by J-E-L-L-O
Frenchie grinned, "I have not been picking on you" he said, "and even if I had been picking on you, which I haven't, I would have a reason....you keep rolling your eyes at me." He chuckled lightly, and ran a hand through his hair, his brown eyes sparkling.
"Oh, no, no, no! You know that's not true!" Logic said indignantly with a nod at Frenchie. "I only roll my eyes because you pick on me," she explained with a grin before turning slightly, a smile still on her lips. "Shouldn't you be flying the plane or something?" she asked with a chuckle.
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Tony felt a lump swelling up in his throat. "Hi, sweetie!" As she explained about the man at the door, Tony's eyes get wide. "Honey, don't let him in. I'll be right over, okay? I love you!" He made sure she hung up first so as not to seem rude, then ran out of the offices and to his car. He quickly started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, heading out onto the road. "Please, please no! Not my daughter!" He whispered, pulling onto another street. He'd be there pretty soon.
Feeling so fly like a D-Criss| Jess's NOM | GERONIMO | Part Hobbit | Victimised by Moffat
Charlie waited ... and waited ... and waited. He didn't really like this whole waiting thing, it was irritating, he was becoming paranoid ... he was even paranoid about the little old lady sitting across from him in the waiting area, who was reading a magazine with knitting patterns. When finally, that monotone voice came over the loud speaker, telling him ... that his flight, had been, ... delayed. -.-. lovely. He slumped back in his chair, and pulled out his phone, he might as well let his boss know that he quit, just in case he didn't come back. It was a scary thought, he had been to paranoid to actually get to know anyone, but some people he had got to know, like his next door neighbour, at first they had seemed nosey, but know he realised they just meant well. He fiddled with the phone in his hand, it wasn't in the best condition, but it still worked ... kinda. The little old lady was looking at her knitting patterns, without a care in the world ... lucky.
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Jessica made to make a sigh of relief when she was told that no eviction notice had been taped to their door once more. However, the excited expression on Sienna's face stopped Jessica from feeling completely relieved. Something was up, but it seemed more positive than negative, from what one twin could gauge from the other's expression. Had they won the muggle lottery? The wizard lottery?
Her jaw dropped as Sienna revealed the news. Was it time already? Her eyes landed on the note that her sister waved about so joyously. "Yes, yes, of course. Breakfast!" Jessica smiled but a bit of fear gripped her heart. Time had flown so quickly; had it really been that long? She shuffled off to their tiny kitchen, motioning for Sienna to follow. The note in her chest pocket felt heavy all of a sudden. As they reached the other room, Jessica took out the note and held it in plain sight. "I got a note too. I assume they say the same thing?" She began to unfold it once more, hinting that Sienna should unfold her note once again as well.
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
There's a knock at your door.
Sienna followed her sister into the kitchen, a bounce in her step. She wasn't much of a cook (Sienna was more of a coffee for breakfast kind of person), but she was in the mood to do something productive. The note had given her some motivation.
When Jessica mentioned a note she had received, Sienna was distracted from her mission, though. "Did you get it just now?" she inquired, eyebrows raised as a thought occurred to her. Someone must have been hanging around their house in order to deliver their messages, right? "I hope no one's spying on us." She said the last part quietly, looking to and fro like she expected someone to hop out of the refrigerator or slip through the wall. After a moment of this, the woman lowered her eyes, unfolding the note in her hand once more. "I hope they say the same thing." she replied, holding it out to Jessica so she could take a look.
Sienna jumped, surprised when she heard the knock on the door. They got visitors every once in a while... but certainly not so early in the morning. She looked over at her sister, her eyebrows going up even further. "At this hour." she muttered sourly, a little annoyed. She wanted to talk to her sister about the notes they had received- not tend to some silly child wanting her to buy a magazine subscription or a bag of popcorn.... whatever silly children went around selling these days.
"Be right back." A disdainful expression on her face, Sienna made her way out of the cramped kitchen and into their living room. Once she reached the front door, she peeked through the mail slot, just to be careful.
Gleek in Disguise ll Doctor Who! Daughter of Hades ll Leslie-loo-whoo ♥
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Originally Posted by Dee-Dee
"Oh, no, no, no! You know that's not true!" Logic said indignantly with a nod at Frenchie. "I only roll my eyes because you pick on me," she explained with a grin before turning slightly, a smile still on her lips. "Shouldn't you be flying the plane or something?" she asked with a chuckle.
Frenchie smiled and shook his head, ”No you rolled your eyes at me first and then I picked on you,” he said with a huge smile, he sat back in his chair and sighed. When a brilliant idea came to him he turned to Logic, ”You want to fly the plane.” he asked her, ”it’s not that hard and I’ll be there to make sure you don’t kill us by crashing or flying into something.”
♫ ♥ Where are my garters?! / hyphens-are-cool / THE NORTH GATE ♥ ♫
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Originally Posted by J-E-L-L-O
Frenchie smiled and shook his head, ”No you rolled your eyes at me first and then I picked on you,” he said with a huge smile, he sat back in his chair and sighed. When a brilliant idea came to him he turned to Logic, ”You want to fly the plane.” he asked her, ”it’s not that hard and I’ll be there to make sure you don’t kill us by crashing or flying into something.”
Logic let him win that time - but not without rolling her eyes once more. But when he asked her if she wanted to fly the plaaaane.... Hahhaha hahahaaah hahaahh.... oh wait was he serious? "What?" she asked, a wee bit shocked. "Oh, I would find a way to kill us," she added with a laugh as she sat back in her seat. Awwww c'mon! Where was her sense of adventure?
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Originally Posted by Dee-Dee
Logic let him win that time - but not without rolling her eyes once more. But when he asked her if she wanted to fly the plaaaane.... Hahhaha hahahaaah hahaahh.... oh wait was he serious? "What?" she asked, a wee bit shocked. "Oh, I would find a way to kill us," she added with a laugh as she sat back in her seat. Awwww c'mon! Where was her sense of adventure?
Frenchie looked at Logic, and couldn’t help but smile as she rolled her eyes at him. He nodded, ”Come on Logic have a little fun,” he said as he stood up and got in her face, his face was inches from hers, he grinned, ”for once don‘t use that intellect of yours do something, risky, spontaneous, fun,” he smiled, ”What do you say?”
Niles Westerly stood for a minute rooted to the spot, as he looked at the coin in front of him. Part of him wanted to grab it right that minute to see what would happen, but another part of him, a more wise part decided to wait until he had his wand poised and ready if something horrible were too happen. Still, he had a feeling that the coin was there for a reason. An UMBRA reason. He reached his hand out and touched the coin, instantly he felt a cold chill down his spine. That was right before the tug happened and he felt the tug at his navel. The familiar feeling of being spun into the air that came with portkey's.
ooc: sorry for the long break in writing getting ready for a trip to California where i'll have to drive back to Vermont from (gah), and also...just got a job!
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Seth's temper bubled like hot lava, so they weren't sending someone to finish the job for him. Alright, on their necks be it. He was sure it was that Martin prat, but he'll deal with him later. He heard a gun shot and the cackling voice of the nutter from inside the house. The woman's shrieking hurt his ears, and was unpleasant against his eardrums. His nerves that were already strechted to breaking point got the better of him. He was very angry. Seriously angry.
If Seth remembered something about his past, he would've known that he shouldn't act when he was angry, cause his anger was different. His late parents were always afraid of the tantrums he threw as a child, and tried to let him get his way in nearly everything because of his nerve problem. Now however, Seth remembered practically nothing, which made him a danger to people surrounding him rather than himself. And he hadn't felt this angry for a while. A very long while indeed.
And then he did a very reckless move, a move that he'd be horrified later about, but right now it felt good. He was taking out his anger. He ran up to the house and threw all his weight onto the door which burst open leaving his shoulder throbbing. The deputies around him had no time to react, their shock about what he'd done left them immobile. He marched into the house and as he'd guessed before, the lunatic was in the living room which the door opened to. He walked towards him, the man tried to react instinctively but the sudden appearance of a cop inside the house unnereved him. Seth Adriano walked towards him, hit him hard on the face once, twice...
Then he had him in a hand-lock, with his arms behind his back.
His anger still on the surface, he pulled him outside the house behind him, cuffed his hand and led him to his police wagon. Everyone was silent around him.
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SPOILER!!: Tony
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Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Tony felt a lump swelling up in his throat. "Hi, sweetie!" As she explained about the man at the door, Tony's eyes get wide. "Honey, don't let him in. I'll be right over, okay? I love you!" He made sure she hung up first so as not to seem rude, then ran out of the offices and to his car. He quickly started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, heading out onto the road. "Please, please no! Not my daughter!" He whispered, pulling onto another street. He'd be there pretty soon.
When you pull up to the sidewalk in front of your house, you don't see anyone at the door. In fact... you don't see anyone. Which is very strange, because you live in the type of neighborhood where someone is always gardening or mowing the lawn, or just taking a walk. It's eerily quiet.
SPOILER!!: Charlie
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Originally Posted by samthehpfreak
Charlie waited ... and waited ... and waited. He didn't really like this whole waiting thing, it was irritating, he was becoming paranoid ... he was even paranoid about the little old lady sitting across from him in the waiting area, who was reading a magazine with knitting patterns. When finally, that monotone voice came over the loud speaker, telling him ... that his flight, had been, ... delayed. -.-. lovely. He slumped back in his chair, and pulled out his phone, he might as well let his boss know that he quit, just in case he didn't come back. It was a scary thought, he had been to paranoid to actually get to know anyone, but some people he had got to know, like his next door neighbour, at first they had seemed nosey, but know he realised they just meant well. He fiddled with the phone in his hand, it wasn't in the best condition, but it still worked ... kinda. The little old lady was looking at her knitting patterns, without a care in the world ... lucky.
You call your boss. The phone rings five times before a very harried-sounding woman picks up the phone and says, "Wendy's Walkabouts, will you hold?"
SPOILER!!: Sienna
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Originally Posted by Lindzers
Sienna followed her sister into the kitchen, a bounce in her step. She wasn't much of a cook (Sienna was more of a coffee for breakfast kind of person), but she was in the mood to do something productive. The note had given her some motivation.
When Jessica mentioned a note she had received, Sienna was distracted from her mission, though. "Did you get it just now?" she inquired, eyebrows raised as a thought occurred to her. Someone must have been hanging around their house in order to deliver their messages, right? "I hope no one's spying on us." She said the last part quietly, looking to and fro like she expected someone to hop out of the refrigerator or slip through the wall. After a moment of this, the woman lowered her eyes, unfolding the note in her hand once more. "I hope they say the same thing." she replied, holding it out to Jessica so she could take a look.
Sienna jumped, surprised when she heard the knock on the door. They got visitors every once in a while... but certainly not so early in the morning. She looked over at her sister, her eyebrows going up even further. "At this hour." she muttered sourly, a little annoyed. She wanted to talk to her sister about the notes they had received- not tend to some silly child wanting her to buy a magazine subscription or a bag of popcorn.... whatever silly children went around selling these days.
"Be right back." A disdainful expression on her face, Sienna made her way out of the cramped kitchen and into their living room. Once she reached the front door, she peeked through the mail slot, just to be careful.
Clever girl. You see a pair of legs in black dress pants surrounded by the folds of a black cloak.
SPOILER!!: Niles
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Originally Posted by McFeisty
Niles Westerly stood for a minute rooted to the spot, as he looked at the coin in front of him. Part of him wanted to grab it right that minute to see what would happen, but another part of him, a more wise part decided to wait until he had his wand poised and ready if something horrible were too happen. Still, he had a feeling that the coin was there for a reason. An UMBRA reason. He reached his hand out and touched the coin, instantly he felt a cold chill down his spine. That was right before the tug happened and he felt the tug at his navel. The familiar feeling of being spun into the air that came with portkey's.
ooc: sorry for the long break in writing getting ready for a trip to California where i'll have to drive back to Vermont from (gah), and also...just got a job!
OOC: No worries. I make this game very flexible around its players. You are the essential part of an RP, after all.
Nothing happens (because, sometimes, nothing does). The coin feels cool to the touch.
SPOILER!!: Seth
Quote:
Originally Posted by phoenix_tears
Seth's temper bubled like hot lava, so they weren't sending someone to finish the job for him. Alright, on their necks be it. He was sure it was that Martin prat, but he'll deal with him later. He heard a gun shot and the cackling voice of the nutter from inside the house. The woman's shrieking hurt his ears, and was unpleasant against his eardrums. His nerves that were already strechted to breaking point got the better of him. He was very angry. Seriously angry.
If Seth remembered something about his past, he would've known that he shouldn't act when he was angry, cause his anger was different. His late parents were always afraid of the tantrums he threw as a child, and tried to let him get his way in nearly everything because of his nerve problem. Now however, Seth remembered practically nothing, which made him a danger to people surrounding him rather than himself. And he hadn't felt this angry for a while. A very long while indeed.
And then he did a very reckless move, a move that he'd be horrified later about, but right now it felt good. He was taking out his anger. He ran up to the house and threw all his weight onto the door which burst open leaving his shoulder throbbing. The deputies around him had no time to react, their shock about what he'd done left them immobile. He marched into the house and as he'd guessed before, the lunatic was in the living room which the door opened to. He walked towards him, the man tried to react instinctively but the sudden appearance of a cop inside the house unnereved him. Seth Adriano walked towards him, hit him hard on the face once, twice...
Then he had him in a hand-lock, with his arms behind his back.
His anger still on the surface, he pulled him outside the house behind him, cuffed his hand and led him to his police wagon. Everyone was silent around him.
You're in such a state of fury that you ignore everyone as you take the suspect to your car and take him back to the station. It's breaking half a dozen protocols, but you don't see much of anything right now. When you get him off to the tank and get yourself back to the office, it's clear that your actions have reached everyone. Some of the rookies grin at you and give you a thumbs up, but most of the older officers either act wary of you or look apologetic.
"Daniels!" shouts an angry voice to your right. You sigh. Chief.
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Tony pulls up in front of his house, but doesn't see a man at the door. In fact, he didn't see anyone. "Where is everybody?" He thought, locking his car and jogging up to the front door. He still had a key, even though Angela had made him give back basically everything else. She said the key was for emergencies only... this counted as one, right? He unlocked the door, stepping warily inside and seeing...
:D Sorry! I was trying to imply that you were a widower, not a divorcee.
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Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Tony pulls up in front of his house, but doesn't see a man at the door. In fact, he didn't see anyone. "Where is everybody?" He thought, locking his car and jogging up to the front door. He still had a key, even though Angela had made him give back basically everything else. She said the key was for emergencies only... this counted as one, right? He unlocked the door, stepping warily inside and seeing...
Nothing, at first. You walk slowly and silently through the entrance and look to the left and into the living room. You see Angel (named for her mother) sitting on the floor with the coffee table pulled up to her chest, writing in large, chunky letters on what is clearly her Maths homework. She looks up at you, smiles, and says, "Hi, daddy."
Nothing seems wrong, but you do see a small piece of paper lying on the other side of the coffee able from her. And it looks like it's been... taped together.
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
In a somewhat nasal tone, the woman at the front desk--obviously not a native--says, "Your confirmation checks out." She clicks a few keys on her keyboard and says, "Payment received from your bank this morning, so you're all set. You're in room 522 on the fifth floor, pool view. There's a gym on the fourth floor just below you and, of course, the outdoor pool you'll be able to see from your room." She hands you a card in an tiny envelope and says, "Here's your key. Have a lovely day."
Elle nodded, thank you, you have a nice day, she smiled at the woman and turned away from the desk, she took the card, and pulling her Louis Vuitton suitcase behind her to the lift. She stepped into the lift when it arrived and clicked the fifth floor button. The doors closed and the lift glided up to the fifth floor, she turned around and looked out of the glass backed lift, onto the sand, the sea and the baby blue skies. Heaven. As the lift stopped silently on the fifth floor it opened, and she stepped out.
Slowly she looked down the corridor, the door infront of her was 450 and to the left was 451, she turned to her left and began to walk down the endless corridor. It was a bland, neutral beige colour, a bit boring for a five star hotel she thought darkly as she carried on. It was well lit though so she could see the end was in sight.
515...
516...
517...
518...
519...
520...
521...
And...522, she sighed and put the card in the reader and pushed the door open, left her case by the door and walked to the bed, which she flopped on and flipped on the telly, setteling down to an old guilty pleasure, MTV
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Tony sighed in relief as he saw Angel writing on her math homework. "Hi sweetie." He walked over to her and ruffled her hair, causing her usual shriek of annoyance. As she continued her homework, Tony noticed something on the other side of the coffee table. He walked over to it and picked it up, examining it. What was it?
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SPOILER!!: Elle
Quote:
Originally Posted by city_girl_95
Elle nodded, thank you, you have a nice day, she smiled at the woman and turned away from the desk, she took the card, and pulling her Louis Vuitton suitcase behind her to the lift. She stepped into the lift when it arrived and clicked the fifth floor button. The doors closed and the lift glided up to the fifth floor, she turned around and looked out of the glass backed lift, onto the sand, the sea and the baby blue skies. Heaven. As the lift stopped silently on the fifth floor it opened, and she stepped out.
Slowly she looked down the corridor, the door infront of her was 450 and to the left was 451, she turned to her left and began to walk down the endless corridor. It was a bland, neutral beige colour, a bit boring for a five star hotel she thought darkly as she carried on. It was well lit though so she could see the end was in sight.
515...
516...
517...
518...
519...
520...
521...
And...522, she sighed and put the card in the reader and pushed the door open, left her case by the door and walked to the bed, which she flopped on and flipped on the telly, setteling down to an old guilty pleasure, MTV
The TV comes on and you see a news report.
"--plosion occured sometime around 2:45 p.m., Eastern Standard Time and the blaze was finally put out through a valiant effort by the Madison Country Fire Department several hours later, preventing the fire from spreading beyond a single residence. Behind me, you can see the wreckage of what was once an ordinary, suburban home owned by Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Hodges where they lived with their two daughters. Mrs. Hodges, according to sources within Madison County Police Department, purchased a ticket out of the country mere hours before the explosion occurred, seemingly out of the blue. Whether or not that is a coincidence remains to be seen, but the police depar--."
There's a knock on your door and a muffled voice shouts, "Mrs. Hodges! We know you're in there! We're coming in! Put your hands where they can be seen!"
OOC: Remember how I promised you a prize? You is Animagus. Is gift.
SPOILER!!: Tony
Quote:
Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Tony sighed in relief as he saw Angel writing on her math homework. "Hi sweetie." He walked over to her and ruffled her hair, causing her usual shriek of annoyance. As she continued her homework, Tony noticed something on the other side of the coffee table. He walked over to it and picked it up, examining it. What was it?
It seems to be an immaculately taped-up note with the phrase, "The time is at hand," written on it.
There's a knock at the door. Angel sighs heavily and pulls herself up from the floor, walking toward it. "He keeps coming back," she says, annoyed.
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Jacqueline rolled out of bed, yawning sleepily as she stuck her feet into her fluffy slippers. Well, UGG boots. She couldn't actually find her slippers, they had vanished somewhere into the mess that was her closet. Padding over to said closet, she pulled open the double doors and grabbed the first item of clothing she could see. A pair of old jeans, little holes in the knees and worn patches all over. They looked quite cool, actually, and she pulled them on. Sticking her hand in the pocket, she frowned and pulled out a piece of paper she didn't remember putting there.
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The time is at hand.
As she looked at the note, a scratchy memory popped into her head. A little dazed that the time had come at last, she whispered the words, "The time had come for the fulfillment to begin."
At the sound of her voice, the tiny piece of scroll vibrated in her hands slightly. Before her eyes, a couple of inky splotches appeared at the top corner of the little note and began arranging themselves into scrawling letters until the note read:
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Originally Posted by Note
Dear recipient,
Per the agreement of our prior arrangement, we at the Unified Magical Being Relocation Affair are issuing a widespread call for all relocated persons to return to England as soon as is convenient. Those who do not return will be assumed captured or deceased. Please report immediately to the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade on August 14th to report to the head of U.M.B.R.A., Artemis Braker Jr.
The time is at hand.
U.M.B.R.A.
What? Eh? She didn't WANT to go anywhere, she was quite happy here, thank you very much. Tossing the note towards the wastebasket, she turned back to the closet and grabbed a Tshirt, thoughts of the relocation scheme still on her mind.
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Tony's eyes widened as he read the message on the paper. The time is at hand. His head shot up as there was a knock on the door. He stuffed the paper in his pocket as he stopped Angel from going to the door. "Honey, don't. Come on, you have to go upstairs and pack. We're going on a trip, sweetie! C'mon." He took her hand and led her up the staircase to her room, grabbing a duffel bag from the hallway closet.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
The TV comes on and you see a news report.
"--plosion occured sometime around 2:45 p.m., Eastern Standard Time and the blaze was finally put out through a valiant effort by the Madison Country Fire Department several hours later, preventing the fire from spreading beyond a single residence. Behind me, you can see the wreckage of what was once an ordinary, suburban home owned by Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Hodges where they lived with their two daughters. Mrs. Hodges, according to sources within Madison County Police Department, purchased a ticket out of the country mere hours before the explosion occurred, seemingly out of the blue. Whether or not that is a coincidence remains to be seen, but the police depar--."
There's a knock on your door and a muffled voice shouts, "Mrs. Hodges! We know you're in there! We're coming in! Put your hands where they can be seen!"
OOC: Remember how I promised you a prize? You is Animagus. Is gift.
OOC: omg I love you, no joke.
Elle watched the telly, mouth open, WHAT? a voice in her head screamed, she grabbed her blackberry, flipping it on. Why is there never any signal, she whined, rushing around the room, and pulled her laptop out of the bag, pulling the top up and switching it on. She managed to get signal and she rang Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, when you get this call me. Please she said quickly down the phone. I have to go, theres no signal, but please. Call me, she gabbled before the phone cut off. She span around as she heard the knock on the door, she walked over to the door slowly still in shock and flipped the lock, pulling it open, just as the welcoming sound came from her laptop. Yes? She asked in shock, her face pale
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
You call your boss. The phone rings five times before a very harried-sounding woman picks up the phone and says, "Wendy's Walkabouts, will you hold?"
Charlie groaned a little bit, but sighed "yeah" he said, and now he was listening to the ever so annoying waiting music ... lovely. WAIT A SECOND! The old lady had moved onto a beading magazine AND since when did employees get put on hold? They didn't, did they? ... not that he knew of ... "damn it" he said aloud, and the plane would probably come soon.
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SPOILER!!: Tony
Quote:
Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Tony's eyes widened as he read the message on the paper. The time is at hand. His head shot up as there was a knock on the door. He stuffed the paper in his pocket as he stopped Angel from going to the door. "Honey, don't. Come on, you have to go upstairs and pack. We're going on a trip, sweetie! C'mon." He took her hand and led her up the staircase to her room, grabbing a duffel bag from the hallway closet.
She goes upstairs with you, grumbling. "And a trip, where?" Angel demands. The knocking at the door gets more persistant.
SPOILER!!: Jacqueline
Quote:
Originally Posted by LoveMePlease
Jacqueline rolled out of bed, yawning sleepily as she stuck her feet into her fluffy slippers. Well, UGG boots. She couldn't actually find her slippers, they had vanished somewhere into the mess that was her closet. Padding over to said closet, she pulled open the double doors and grabbed the first item of clothing she could see. A pair of old jeans, little holes in the knees and worn patches all over. They looked quite cool, actually, and she pulled them on. Sticking her hand in the pocket, she frowned and pulled out a piece of paper she didn't remember putting there.
As she looked at the note, a scratchy memory popped into her head. A little dazed that the time had come at last, she whispered the words, "The time had come for the fulfillment to begin."
At the sound of her voice, the tiny piece of scroll vibrated in her hands slightly. Before her eyes, a couple of inky splotches appeared at the top corner of the little note and began arranging themselves into scrawling letters until the note read:
What? Eh? She didn't WANT to go anywhere, she was quite happy here, thank you very much. Tossing the note towards the wastebasket, she turned back to the closet and grabbed a Tshirt, thoughts of the relocation scheme still on her mind.
You don't have work today. So where do you go?
SPOILER!!: Elle
Quote:
Originally Posted by city_girl_95
OOC: omg I love you, no joke.
Elle watched the telly, mouth open, WHAT? a voice in her head screamed, she grabbed her blackberry, flipping it on. Why is there never any signal, she whined, rushing around the room, and pulled her laptop out of the bag, pulling the top up and switching it on. She managed to get signal and she rang Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, when you get this call me. Please she said quickly down the phone. I have to go, theres no signal, but please. Call me, she gabbled before the phone cut off. She span around as she heard the knock on the door, she walked over to the door slowly still in shock and flipped the lock, pulling it open, just as the welcoming sound came from her laptop. Yes? She asked in shock, her face pale
OOC: Why, thankeez.
There are two men standing at your door. One of them is taller, with gray hair and a no-nonsense expression and the other is younger and a bit on the tubby side. They appear to be Muggles. The older man grabs you roughly by the arm, turns you around, and places handcuffs on your wrists. "Ellenor Hodges, you are under arrest for arson and the murder of Daniel Hodges." He begins to read you your rights. Unlucky for you, Barbados is an extradition country.
SPOILER!!: Charlie
Quote:
Originally Posted by samthehpfreak
Charlie groaned a little bit, but sighed "yeah" he said, and now he was listening to the ever so annoying waiting music ... lovely. WAIT A SECOND! The old lady had moved onto a beading magazine AND since when did employees get put on hold? They didn't, did they? ... not that he knew of ... "damn it" he said aloud, and the plane would probably come soon.
It seems like forever before she finally get back to you. "Wendy's Walkabouts, Wendy speaking. How may I help you?"
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