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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 Reincarnation Jones
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.
Hey, what the hell! Elle snapped, as the old man pulled her arm, OW! Hey I could do you for abuse. Who the hell do you think you are! She fumed as the man began to push her down the corridor. You can't do this. You have no proof! She cried before he pushed her into the lift. She turned her head and glared at them both, but decided not to strugle. That would just make her look guilty. Even though she wasn't. Not that they'd listen. The other man was still gabbering on about her rights. I know my rights! She snarled, if you'd done your research you would know I'm a lawyer!
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Jacqueline rolled her eyes as she walked to the kitchen, fully dressed with nowhere to go. Wonderful. Grabbing a bowl, she pured herself some cereal - chocolate of course - and began to eat hungrily. When she was done, she stuck the bowl on the side. 'Stupid, broken dishwasher' she muttered, giving it a little kick. That was probably going to break it more, though. She told herself she;d wash up later, grabbed her purse and left.
Maybe she would go and shop. Except, she had no money. If she did, she'd have a working dishwasher. But she didn't 'Window shopping, then. Again' she said to herself as she strolled down the street. She was still thinking of that stupid note, the relocarion scheme. Those who do not return will be assumed captured or deceased. Well, that would be her if she didn't go back, wouldn't it? She didn't want people to think she was dead. But she didn't want to leave either. What to do, what to do...
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'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this, you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless♥ ♥'And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fearless♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
is Wendy the boss or is it just ironic that her name is Wendy and she's an assisstant
Feeling so fly like a D-Criss| Jess's NOM | GERONIMO | Part Hobbit | Victimised by Moffat
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
It seems like forever before she finally get back to you. "Wendy's Walkabouts, Wendy speaking. How may I help you?"
FINALLY. Charlie took a breath in and said the words, he never really wanted to say "I, Charlie Romani, quit" he said simply, even though the scars on his back hurt a bit and reminded him of all the ... well I wouldn't say good, but all the times of which he would remember for a very long time. The little old lady was now eating a toffee .... and he was jealous, but he waited to see what happened on the other side of the receiver
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there's a very strange vibration, that pierces me right to the core--------------------------- ----------------------------------samantha joan star - seventh year - hufflepuff
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Tony quickly thought up a place in his head. "We're going to see Uncle Dwight, okay? Now pack your clothes, honey." He opened her drawers for her and helped her put her clothes into the duffel bag. When they were done he went to his room and grabbed a few outfits of his own. He stuffed them in the duffel bag, grabbed it and Angel's hand and walked down the staircase again. He grabbed a few books for her and him for good measure. If not, what would he do if she got bored? Play peek-a-boo while driving? The knocking became more persistent, but he ignored it. "C'mon Angel, let's go this way." He led her out the back door, taking the back way to the bus station. Hopefully Dwight would be home from his meeting by now, but if not Tony had a spare key.
Lady Lem|DJ Melfoy|Braedeus ♥ Stumble|Bebé Melón|B2|Andee & Melsse|Melephone
Quote:
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.
"Just as I woke up," Jessica nodded, opening the refrigerator to produce a newly purchased, plastic-wrapped pouch of bacon in her hand and a few eggs that she carried in the crook of her elbow before setting them onto the counter next to the old, gas-powered stove. Sienna's observation that they might have been followed caused a chill to run down her spine, even as she took out a match and started up one of the burners. Jessica quickly put out the small flame on the match and tossing it into the damp sink. As if by instinct, she quickly strolled over to the kitchen window to peek outside through a crack between the closed, moth-eaten curtains. Being this early in the day, the sun was still hidden. As from what Jessica could gauge, no masked mystery person was hanging outside of their window from a bungee cord, spying on them through the windows.
Turning, Jess (as some people now called her) made to take the note from her twin before a rapping at the door caused her to jump in fright and look out of the window, as if she had missed the creep after all. Realizing that the sound had come from the doorway, she turned back around. Her eyes wide, glancing to and fro from the door to Sienna's note, she couldn't manage to hide her terrified expression. No one ever came to visit. Could this be the person who had given the girls the two identical notes? Her heart beat fast with worry as her twin disappeared into the living room and no matter how hard she tried, Jessica couldn't manage to cook the eggs and bacon that her stomach so longed for in these early hours of the morning.
Creeping to the hall and the main room of their flat, she inched up behind Sienna and peeked through the mail slot, behind her sister's shoulder. She didn't know what to make of the person that seemed to be dressed in funeral attire. "Should we... open?" She murmured, her hand tentatively reaching towards the doorknob.
♫ ♥ Where are my garters?! / hyphens-are-cool / THE NORTH GATE ♥ ♫
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Originally Posted by J-E-L-L-O
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?”
Grooooooan. Throwing out her intellect just wasn't something that Logic did! It was a terrifying thought, quite frankly. Buuuut since he really wanted her toooooo.... "Just show me what to do," she said with a small cringe as she answered Frenchie's question. Ooooh, he would regret this later.
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Welcome to the jungle.__________________________________Everything's going to change.
not throwing away my shot | Slytherpuff | roll for initiative | woof you ❤
Sunny should go to Hogsmeade, she knew she should. Her bag was packed, sitting by the door....but she kept stalling. Why should she go? They didn't need her. she was just an insignificant girl. Why would they need her to do anything? She had no good skills, she didn't have very good hand-eye coordination. So, why should she go? She decided that she shouldn't. But...she wanted to. She wanted to be there-no! Why should she go when they didn't want her? Sunny stomped into her room and spent an hour or so typing furiously a very angry chapter or three.
Gleek in Disguise ll Doctor Who! Daughter of Hades ll Leslie-loo-whoo ♥
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Originally Posted by Dee-Dee
Grooooooan. Throwing out her intellect just wasn't something that Logic did! It was a terrifying thought, quite frankly. Buuuut since he really wanted her toooooo.... "Just show me what to do," she said with a small cringe as she answered Frenchie's question. Ooooh, he would regret this later.
Frenchie smiled huge, as he offered her his hand, "Follow me my dear and I will show you," he said smirking satisfactory. Logic never, ever did anything that was against logic and this itself was a miracle all in it of itself. He knew he would pay for this later, but right now that didn't matter.
Stephanie entered the hotel, wondering if it was too late to turn around and go back home. Her new home that is. She tugged on her now blonde hair. She walked up to the front desk. Which was it again? Ah yes, checking in. There was a pit in her stomach, practically begging her to leave. She hadn't exactly been of much use last time and doubted this time she would be able to do anything much. Still, her grip on the suitcase tightened and she gave a smile at the person there.
"Hello, I booked a suite here yesterday online," Stephanie said as she fumbled around in her bag and looked around for the papers. When she found them folded at the bottom of her bag she smoothed it out and gave it to the person. "And I believe I also asked for a room with a view," Stephanie added. The views meant inspiration and inspiration meant designs. And Stephanie wasn't slacking over this vacation. She doubted this would take long, or she hoped not.
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though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a path between the s t a r s________________._____________ ♡♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...
♫ ♥ Where are my garters?! / hyphens-are-cool / THE NORTH GATE ♥ ♫
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Originally Posted by J-E-L-L-O
Frenchie smiled huge, as he offered her his hand, "Follow me my dear and I will show you," he said smirking satisfactory. Logic never, ever did anything that was against logic and this itself was a miracle all in it of itself. He knew he would pay for this later, but right now that didn't matter.
Logic swallowed and refrained from rolling her eyes once more at Frenchie as she accepted his hand and helped herself to her feet, ready to venture to the daunting room that was the cockpit. "You know this is going to be a disaster, right?" she said, unable to keep herself from grinning for a brief moment.
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Muse of Xevis > | < Defender of Trearlonis > | < Elder of Gostrenac > | < Daughter of Eshoza
SPOILER!!: Elle
Quote:
Originally Posted by city_girl_95
Hey, what the hell! Elle snapped, as the old man pulled her arm, OW! Hey I could do you for abuse. Who the hell do you think you are! She fumed as the man began to push her down the corridor. You can't do this. You have no proof! She cried before he pushed her into the lift. She turned her head and glared at them both, but decided not to strugle. That would just make her look guilty. Even though she wasn't. Not that they'd listen. The other man was still gabbering on about her rights. I know my rights! She snarled, if you'd done your research you would know I'm a lawyer!
"Oh, yes," the officer says as he leads you down the hall. "We know exactly what you are, Mrs. Hodges. A murderer."
"And not a very bright one," said the other man. "Buying your plane ticket and hotel room with a credit card in a country with extradition treaties with the United States? Very poor."
In front of you two men wearing black cloaks step off of the elevator and turn to see you with the police officers. Without regard to whether than could be seen by the Muggles or not, the two men point their wands at you, both throwing twin Stunners in your direction.
SPOILER!!: Jacqueline
Quote:
Originally Posted by LoveMePlease
Jacqueline rolled her eyes as she walked to the kitchen, fully dressed with nowhere to go. Wonderful. Grabbing a bowl, she pured herself some cereal - chocolate of course - and began to eat hungrily. When she was done, she stuck the bowl on the side. 'Stupid, broken dishwasher' she muttered, giving it a little kick. That was probably going to break it more, though. She told herself she;d wash up later, grabbed her purse and left.
Maybe she would go and shop. Except, she had no money. If she did, she'd have a working dishwasher. But she didn't 'Window shopping, then. Again' she said to herself as she strolled down the street. She was still thinking of that stupid note, the relocarion scheme. Those who do not return will be assumed captured or deceased. Well, that would be her if she didn't go back, wouldn't it? She didn't want people to think she was dead. But she didn't want to leave either. What to do, what to do...
Tap, tap, tap. There seems to be a strange echo each time you take a step...
SPOILER!!: Charlie
Quote:
Originally Posted by samthehpfreak
FINALLY. Charlie took a breath in and said the words, he never really wanted to say "I, Charlie Romani, quit" he said simply, even though the scars on his back hurt a bit and reminded him of all the ... well I wouldn't say good, but all the times of which he would remember for a very long time. The little old lady was now eating a toffee .... and he was jealous, but he waited to see what happened on the other side of the receiver
"WHAT?!" the woman on the phone screeches in your ear. She sounds panicked rather than angry. "Please, Charlie, you can't do this to me now!" she pleads. "Tourist season's starting up soon and I need all the hands and legs I can get. Is it the drop bear? Because I told you I thought it was a koala and I apologized for like two weeks. Please, Charlie. Please reconsider."
SPOILER!!: Tony
Quote:
Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Tony quickly thought up a place in his head. "We're going to see Uncle Dwight, okay? Now pack your clothes, honey." He opened her drawers for her and helped her put her clothes into the duffel bag. When they were done he went to his room and grabbed a few outfits of his own. He stuffed them in the duffel bag, grabbed it and Angel's hand and walked down the staircase again. He grabbed a few books for her and him for good measure. If not, what would he do if she got bored? Play peek-a-boo while driving? The knocking became more persistent, but he ignored it. "C'mon Angel, let's go this way." He led her out the back door, taking the back way to the bus station. Hopefully Dwight would be home from his meeting by now, but if not Tony had a spare key.
Angel struggles against you for a minute. "Daddy," she pleads. "My arm!" She wrenches away from your grip, but follows you quickly with a small squeal when she hears the front door behind you being blown off it's hinges. You both get out of the yard, hopping a neighbor's fence, and disappear out of sight of the house as you run toward the bus station. Half way there, however, Angel stops dead in her tracks. Her eyes gloss over and a white sort of smoke curls out from between her lips.
SPOILER!!: Jessica
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Originally Posted by princess of*hp*
"Just as I woke up," Jessica nodded, opening the refrigerator to produce a newly purchased, plastic-wrapped pouch of bacon in her hand and a few eggs that she carried in the crook of her elbow before setting them onto the counter next to the old, gas-powered stove. Sienna's observation that they might have been followed caused a chill to run down her spine, even as she took out a match and started up one of the burners. Jessica quickly put out the small flame on the match and tossing it into the damp sink. As if by instinct, she quickly strolled over to the kitchen window to peek outside through a crack between the closed, moth-eaten curtains. Being this early in the day, the sun was still hidden. As from what Jessica could gauge, no masked mystery person was hanging outside of their window from a bungee cord, spying on them through the windows.
Turning, Jess (as some people now called her) made to take the note from her twin before a rapping at the door caused her to jump in fright and look out of the window, as if she had missed the creep after all. Realizing that the sound had come from the doorway, she turned back around. Her eyes wide, glancing to and fro from the door to Sienna's note, she couldn't manage to hide her terrified expression. No one ever came to visit. Could this be the person who had given the girls the two identical notes? Her heart beat fast with worry as her twin disappeared into the living room and no matter how hard she tried, Jessica couldn't manage to cook the eggs and bacon that her stomach so longed for in these early hours of the morning.
Creeping to the hall and the main room of their flat, she inched up behind Sienna and peeked through the mail slot, behind her sister's shoulder. She didn't know what to make of the person that seemed to be dressed in funeral attire. "Should we... open?" She murmured, her hand tentatively reaching towards the doorknob.
The knocking comes again, more persistant this time. But the man remains silent.
SPOILER!!: Stephanie
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Originally Posted by xiiWishiWasYours
Stephanie entered the hotel, wondering if it was too late to turn around and go back home. Her new home that is. She tugged on her now blonde hair. She walked up to the front desk. Which was it again? Ah yes, checking in. There was a pit in her stomach, practically begging her to leave. She hadn't exactly been of much use last time and doubted this time she would be able to do anything much. Still, her grip on the suitcase tightened and she gave a smile at the person there.
"Hello, I booked a suite here yesterday online," Stephanie said as she fumbled around in her bag and looked around for the papers. When she found them folded at the bottom of her bag she smoothed it out and gave it to the person. "And I believe I also asked for a room with a view," Stephanie added. The views meant inspiration and inspiration meant designs. And Stephanie wasn't slacking over this vacation. She doubted this would take long, or she hoped not.
The boy at the desk can't be older than a fresh Hogwarts graduate. Without really looking at you, he slides over a key and says, "Bottom floor. One-twelve around the corner."
SPOILER!!: Sunny
Quote:
Originally Posted by EmilyMalfoy
Sunny should go to Hogsmeade, she knew she should. Her bag was packed, sitting by the door....but she kept stalling. Why should she go? They didn't need her. she was just an insignificant girl. Why would they need her to do anything? She had no good skills, she didn't have very good hand-eye coordination. So, why should she go? She decided that she shouldn't. But...she wanted to. She wanted to be there-no! Why should she go when they didn't want her? Sunny stomped into her room and spent an hour or so typing furiously a very angry chapter or three.
Your visions clouds over slightly and you feel the familiar sensation of a recovered memory. You're standing in front of a crowd of what appear to be teenagers between 18 and 14 years old. They're staring at you with rapt attention.
"We call for FAIRNESS!" you scream at them.
"FAIRNESS!" they echo back a beat later.
"We call for EQUALITY!"
"EQUALITY!"
"We call for ACTION!!"
Instead of echoing you, this time, they cheer. "We will not stop this rally until our voices are heard! We will eat, sleep, and breathe equality for all magical creatures! No tolls for trolls!"[/b] you shout. They repeat it. "No bars for centaurs!" Another echo and then they begin to chant, "SETMAC, SETMAC, SETMAC!"
SPOILER!!: Logic and Frenchie
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Originally Posted by Dee-Dee
Logic swallowed and refrained from rolling her eyes once more at Frenchie as she accepted his hand and helped herself to her feet, ready to venture to the daunting room that was the cockpit. "You know this is going to be a disaster, right?" she said, unable to keep herself from grinning for a brief moment.
From nearby, you hear a faint shout and see a wizard dressed in Auror robes running after you, raising his wand.
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Last edited by Reincarnation Jones; 09-15-2010 at 09:33 PM.
Gleek in Disguise ll Doctor Who! Daughter of Hades ll Leslie-loo-whoo ♥
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Originally Posted by Dee-Dee
Logic swallowed and refrained from rolling her eyes once more at Frenchie as she accepted his hand and helped herself to her feet, ready to venture to the daunting room that was the cockpit. "You know this is going to be a disaster, right?" she said, unable to keep herself from grinning for a brief moment.
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
From nearby, you hear a faint shout and see a wizard dressed in Auror robes running after you, raising his wand.
OOC: Logic and Frenchie are on a plane.....so let's just say the wizard is on a broom
Frenchie smiled huge as he led Logic to the cock pit, there were the two seats, "Oh you worry t much Logic," he said with a smile, as they walked into the cock pit, he looked on a screen and saw something blinking behind them. He frowned and let go of Logic's hand, and turned on the video screen, he saw a man on a broom following them, "What the hell," he said as he took the pilot seat he looked at Logic, "seems as if your flying lesson must be cut short my dear." He put his seat belt on and nodded at the co pilot seat, "Sit down."
:) She said she was stepping into the cockpit, so I assumed you hadn't taken off yet.
Muse of Xevis > | < Defender of Trearlonis > | < Elder of Gostrenac > | < Daughter of Eshoza
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Originally Posted by J-E-L-L-O
OOC: Logic and Frenchie are on a plane.....so let's just say the wizard is on a broom
Frenchie smiled huge as he led Logic to the cock pit, there were the two seats, "Oh you worry t much Logic," he said with a smile, as they walked into the cock pit, he looked on a screen and saw something blinking behind them. He frowned and let go of Logic's hand, and turned on the video screen, he saw a man on a broom following them, "What the hell," he said as he took the pilot seat he looked at Logic, "seems as if your flying lesson must be cut short my dear." He put his seat belt on and nodded at the co pilot seat, "Sit down."
This works fine. I'll wait for Dee-Dee before I post.
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I just realised something, there are no bears in Australia xD
Feeling so fly like a D-Criss| Jess's NOM | GERONIMO | Part Hobbit | Victimised by Moffat
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
"WHAT?!" the woman on the phone screeches in your ear. She sounds panicked rather than angry. "Please, Charlie, you can't do this to me now!" she pleads. "Tourist season's starting up soon and I need all the hands and legs I can get. Is it the drop bear? Because I told you I thought it was a koala and I apologized for like two weeks. Please, Charlie. Please reconsider."
Charlie pulled the phone away from his ear as the woman screeched, loud ruddy women. Then putting it back to his ear, oh how he wanted to just hang up and be done with it. But she deserved a decent explanation, right? "look, it's for my own reasons, not the bear thing that was weeks ago. If it was that I would have quit then, plus how in the freaking world do you get a koala and a bear mixed up." he said, actually considering that. "I can't reconsider, I know tourist season is coming up but I need to quit. I have ... stuff to do" he said into the phone
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OOC: Fun fact. Actually, drop bears are almost identical to koala bears. That's how they get you to stand under trees. Then they 'drop' out of the tree and attack their prey. Hence the name 'drop' bear.
"Stuff?" Wendy asks wildly. "Stuff? You have 'stuff' to do? What about walkabout stuff, Charlie? What about me?" She sounds quite desparate. "Please, Charlie, don't leave me with just Derek and Ramy, you know they're incompetent." You here someone on the other end say something indignant and Wendy retorts, "Shut up, Derek, I'm on the phone."
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
"Stuff?" Wendy asks wildly. "Stuff? You have 'stuff' to do? What about walkabout stuff, Charlie? What about me?" She sounds quite desparate. "Please, Charlie, don't leave me with just Derek and Ramy, you know they're incompetent." You here someone on the other end say something indignant and Wendy retorts, "Shut up, Derek, I'm on the phone."
ooc: *face palm* right, got it. this is where my immense knowledge of my own country comes in [/sarcasm]
Charlie sighed "yes I have stuff to do. It's my business not yours, and plus what if I'm sick of getting attacked by animals, what if I want to be ... want to be... a lawyer. " he protested. "put an ad in the paper or something, get someone new, it'll be great. They won't look as torn up as me so people will be more likely to take the tour" he explained.
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there's a very strange vibration, that pierces me right to the core--------------------------- ----------------------------------samantha joan star - seventh year - hufflepuff
Jacqueline frowned and looked down at her shoes. No, she wasn't wearing those odd heels that made the clippy-cloppy echo noises when she walked. So what was that... sound? Was it the pavement? Was there a such thing as a hollow pavement? She somehow doubted it. It was something to do with this relocation letter, she was sure of it. Were these people going to suck her in through the pavement? Well, that would really be something. Bending down, she hit her hand against the paving slabs, hard.
OOC: up to you what happens with this
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From nearby, you hear a faint shout and see a wizard dressed in Auror robes running after you, raising his wand.
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Frenchie smiled huge as he led Logic to the cock pit, there were the two seats, "Oh you worry t much Logic," he said with a smile, as they walked into the cock pit, he looked on a screen and saw something blinking behind them. He frowned and let go of Logic's hand, and turned on the video screen, he saw a man on a broom following them, "What the hell," he said as he took the pilot seat he looked at Logic, "seems as if your flying lesson must be cut short my dear." He put his seat belt on and nodded at the co pilot seat, "Sit down."
Logic grinned as they entered the cockpit, but her gaze followed Frenchie's as he looked over at the small screen. When the video popped up on the screen, Logic's face drained of color and the hand that Frenchie had let go of dropped to her side. She could barely even comprehend what he said after that, but after a few moments, she finally took a seat in the co-pilot's chair.
....Logic turned her head slowly toward Frenchie as she locked herself in mechanically without really thinking about it. "Is this the kind of thing we're up against? Frenchie, what are we going to do?" she whispered, having never grown accustomed to his false name just as he had never started calling her by Ryan. Even though she liked Ryan better than Beryl.
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SPOILER!!: Jacqueline
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Jacqueline frowned and looked down at her shoes. No, she wasn't wearing those odd heels that made the clippy-cloppy echo noises when she walked. So what was that... sound? Was it the pavement? Was there a such thing as a hollow pavement? She somehow doubted it. It was something to do with this relocation letter, she was sure of it. Were these people going to suck her in through the pavement? Well, that would really be something. Bending down, she hit her hand against the paving slabs, hard.
OOC: up to you what happens with this
OOC: Yes. Yes it is.
You succeed in doing nothing more than skinning your hands. When you stopped walking, though, the echoing stopped with you.
SPOILER!!: Logic/Frenchie
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Logic grinned as they entered the cockpit, but her gaze followed Frenchie's as he looked over at the small screen. When the video popped up on the screen, Logic's face drained of color and the hand that Frenchie had let go of dropped to her side. She could barely even comprehend what he said after that, but after a few moments, she finally took a seat in the co-pilot's chair.
....Logic turned her head slowly toward Frenchie as she locked herself in mechanically without really thinking about it. "Is this the kind of thing we're up against? Frenchie, what are we going to do?" she whispered, having never grown accustomed to his false name just as he had never started calling her by Ryan. Even though she liked Ryan better than Beryl.
The Auror shouts something and a red light shoots out of his wand, missing the right wing by inches.
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Logic grinned as they entered the cockpit, but her gaze followed Frenchie's as he looked over at the small screen. When the video popped up on the screen, Logic's face drained of color and the hand that Frenchie had let go of dropped to her side. She could barely even comprehend what he said after that, but after a few moments, she finally took a seat in the co-pilot's chair.
....Logic turned her head slowly toward Frenchie as she locked herself in mechanically without really thinking about it. "Is this the kind of thing we're up against? Frenchie, what are we going to do?" she whispered, having never grown accustomed to his false name just as he had never started calling her by Ryan. Even though she liked Ryan better than Beryl.
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
OOC: Yes. Yes it is.
You succeed in doing nothing more than skinning your hands. When you stopped walking, though, the echoing stopped with you.
The Auror shouts something and a red light shoots out of his wand, missing the right wing by inches.
Frenchie looked at Logic as she buckled herself in, he smirked, "What are we going to do?" he asked as he turned the auto pilot off, "we are going to fight, and we are going to win." He watched the red light miss the right wing, "Hold on," he said as he turned the plane sharply to the left, and then took it into a nosedive.
God, that was so weird. She stood up, examining her hands. OUCH. They were all skinned and painful. What a wonderful idea that was, eh? now her hands hurt. But she noticed the echoing had stopped when she stopped walking. OK, so it was definitely her making the sound. But... how? It wasn't her shoes. It wasn't the pavement. So... was it a person, making that noise? She took an experimental step forward, stomping her foot down much harder than necessary.
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'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this, you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless♥ ♥'And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fearless♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
What the HELL was going on here? There was no echo, and she looked down at the floor, puzzled. WHAT WAS ITT? It was sort of freaking her out, now. And her hands were really stinging. Shaking her head, Jacqueline shot anotherbewildered look at the floor, and then cotinued on walking. Maybe she'd just... imagined the noise. Yeah, that was it. She was being paranoid.
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♥In this passenger seat, you put your eyes on me, in this moment, now capture it, remember it
'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this, you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless♥ ♥'And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fearless♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Ah, crap. She hadn't imagined it, then. It really was there. WHYY was this... this noise following her? Jacqueline was almost certain it had something to do with that damned note. She wished she'd never even opened the thing! This tapping was scary. It seemed sinister, somehow. Trying to push the thoughts out of her mind, she held her head high and continued to walk, humming to herself under her breath.
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♥In this passenger seat, you put your eyes on me, in this moment, now capture it, remember it
'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this, you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless♥ ♥'And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fearless♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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