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Post by Bloody Baron on Sept 23, 2007 15:19:10 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character:Bloody Baron (Ghost) Era & age of character:Unknown Age, pre-Voldemort Era (current forum year is 1981) Username:baron Why do you want this character? I've always wanted to roleplay as a ghost, and I think it would be a fun experiance. Have you ever RPed before? Yes, I have roleplayed for 2 years. Sample RP: The Bloody Baron was wandering around the seventh floor when he heard (if you could call it hearing) children walking through the halls, laughing and giggling. This signaled the end of classes, and the Baron decided that he should probably go to his normal haunt before the kids swamped the hallways. It was never like this in my years.... he thought, with all these half-bloods and who knows what else. He felt that the kids were so undignified, so uncultivated, that most probably didn't even deserve to be here. Especially in walls with as many stories as these ones did. He slowly floated away, groaning and chains clinkling as he got away from the rabble and confusion.(100 Words Minimum)
Accepted!
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Post by Hermione Granger on Sept 27, 2007 18:34:49 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character: Hermione Granger Era & age of character: (current forum year is 1981) Trio Era Username:granger Why do you want this character? I really like her and ive been able to get a good feel for her as a person and I have a good handle on her personality. Have you ever RPed before? Yes For Over Seven Years Now Sample RP:
She remembered it like it was yesterday, thinking of the past, thinking of her friends and most of all Ron. As she looked at a picture of the three of them the "Golden Trio" She smiled, remembering when she was almost killed
~Her Memory~
“I can't believe we finally found him. Are you really sure it’s the right place?” asked Ron.
“Yes, I’m a hundred percent sure. I mean, everything points to it. The clues by which he was spotted and his Death Eaters too and then there was that riddle that explained how–”
“Okay Hermione, I get the point. Figuring it out is enough, but I really don’t need to hear it again,” interrupted Ron.
“Okay, but you are the one who asked,” replied Hermione huffily.
“Shut it, you two,” Harry said just as Ron opened his mouth to say something. “We still need to figure out how to get there.”
Hermione crossed her arms and sat down. She opened her book and began to read. “We can just Apparate there,” Hermione announced, not looking up from her book.
“What, just like that? It can't be that easy, can it?” inquired Ron.
“There nothing here that says we can't. There’s no Anti-Apparition jinx on it,” answered Hermione.
“Well then, I suppose we’re all ready. There’s really nothing else we can do. Let’s just hope that this is the final battle. I really want to get this over with so I can get on with my life,” sighed Harry.
“Yes, don’t we all?” mumbled Hermione. It wasn’t a question. “Come on, let’s go to bed; we’re going to need all our strength for tomorrow.”
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“Hermione, are you sure we’re in the right place?” Ron wondered.
“Yes, Ronald, I am sure it’s here,” answered Hermione, annoyed.
“Shh, do you hear that?” whispered Harry.
They all shut their mouths to listen. A twig snapped behind them and they all whirled around to face none another then Lord Voldemort himself.
“Well, well, well, look who it is. Looks like you found my little hiding place. You like it? It’s not much, but I needed somewhere to think after you destroyed my horcruxes!” Anger suddenly flared in his eyes and if possible, they became more inhuman.
He pointed his wand menacingly at Harry. Hermione stepped in front of him and heard Harry whisper ‘No’, but she didn’t listen.
Voldemort raised a brow in amusement. “Ah, if it isn’t Potter’s Mud blood girlfriend. Get out of the way, you silly girl.”
“NO! I won't let you take Harry!”
Voldemort sighed and with a smile on his face, flicked his wrist, and Hermione went flying away and slammed into a tree.
“HERMIONE,” screamed both Harry and Ron in unison. Harry tried running to her, but found that he couldn't’t move his legs, but was happy to see that Ron was already dashing toward her.
“You didn’t think that I would let you go that easily, did you?” said Voldemort, “Not when we have unfinished business to take care of.”
“Well then, let’s take care of it,” said Harry, turning to face Voldemort.
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Meanwhile, pain was shooting up all parts of Hermione’s body. She was sure she heard a few bones break under the pressure of the fall. She couldn't’t move from all the pain. Hermione struggles to open her eyes and was relieved to see Ron kneeling above her.
“Are you okay?” Ron breathed. His eyes were filled with worry. In that instant, a shot of love for Ron went thought Hermione, but was soon extinguished by the pain of her injuries.
“I-I think I broke a few bones.”
“You need to get out of here. Can you Apparate?”
“No, I’m too weak.” Hermione looked past Ron and gasped. Harry and Voldemort had something like a bubble of electricity surrounding them and Harry looked like he needed help.
“Ron, go help Harry. I’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure. Just go.”
Ron nodded and ran to Harry, but just as he got to them, he was blasted away and landed about ten feet in front of Hermione. It looked like he got knocked out because he didn’t move after that. Hermione wanted so badly to go to him, but she couldn't’t move.
Suddenly, a strange feeling came over her. She looked up and saw the bubble around them getting bigger and bigger as if it would explode any second. Waves of magic emitted from it. I could feel the intensity of it all and the concentration of both of them.
All of a sudden, the bubble grew faster and faster and exploded like a bomb. Then everything went black…
Hermione snapped back to reality, she needed to talk to Ron, so many things she remembered that she wished she hadn't and she cared for him, but was way to proud to admit it to himself, even to her own self..
We ask you to calculate your character's current age for a reason. Hermione is still a baby in 1981. If you want to join for now to play in the games and such until the year progresses, I'll approve you. But if you'd rather have another character while you wait for Hermione to be available, feel free to post another claim. Thanks, Regulus Black.
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Remus Lupin
New Member
Werewolf[M:0:0:0:]
[Moony]
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Post by Remus Lupin on Oct 15, 2007 21:45:29 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character: Remus J. Lupin Era & age of character: (current forum year is 1981) Marauder's, 21 Username: remuslupin Why do you want this character? Because in all my years of RPing, I've never had the chance to RP as Moony. I've always wanted to but he's always claimed. Finally he isn't so I'll gladly RP this werewolf. Have you ever RPed before? Yes, about three years now. Sample RP: *coughs.* *decides to stun Regs with a RP he has never saw before * [/blockquote] oh good times ACCEPTED *blinks* what an original RP! it's stunning and fresh in all the right ways...
oh how I've missed RPing with you, my friend.
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Mary Macdonald
New Member
Waitress at the Three Broomsticks [M:0:0:0:]
No I don't think he's everything! I KNOW he is!
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Post by Mary Macdonald on Nov 2, 2007 16:09:36 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character: Mary MacdonaldEra & age of character: (current forum year is 1981) Marauders EraUsername: lazypirateWhy do you want this character? Because no one else is and I want to be an adult! ;DHave you ever RPed before?YesSample RP: (100 Words Minimum) Mary smiled brightly. She had just bought her first house. It was almost like riding her first broom. She turned as the movers came with all her stuff and groaned, only half was there. "Why?" She pleaded to herself. "Alright! Where's the rest of it?" She asked the young man. "Not here," he said rudely. "Well I know that!" Mary snapped. "On it's way, ma'am." he snared. "Just move the rest and I'll still give you a tip." She sighed. He snapped to. "God, this is gonna suck." Mary moaned. She missed her parents. The way they babied her and the way the spoiled her. But she wanted a house and bought one. This was supposed to be freedom, wasn't it? Accepted! Welcome to IAPW, Mary.
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Post by popsrocks21 on Nov 14, 2007 13:14:28 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character:Hermione Granger Era & age of character: Trio Era Username: popsrocks21 Why do you want this character?: I want Hermione because everytime that I try to audition for her, she is already taken. I always wanted to RP her. Have you ever RPed before?: Yes I have RPed before. I own 1 site, but I am a member/staff on a bunch of sites. Sample RP: (100 Words Minimum) Hermione sat in the compartment. She stared out of the window, watching the rain pound against it. She sighed. Looking to her right, Harry was eating Berry Bot's Every Flavored Beans. She saw him put dirt into his mouth. Hermione giggled. In front of her, Crookshanks was curled up into a little ball, purring happily. The compartment door opened. Hermione looked at the enterence. She smiled at Ron who had sat next to Crookshanks. She felt the Hogwarts Express come to a sudden stop. She looked out of the window, confused because they weren't at Hogwarts yet. The window started to freeze. A sliding of a door was heard. The three of them looked and saw a hooded figure come towards them. The black cloak seemed to scan them. Hermione held her breathe.
Hi, this is Regulus. You're not approved because Hermione has just barely been born. We ask that you wait a few forum years before you begin RPing with the Trio era characters...they're simply too young to write with right now. We're barely out of the Marauders era. Until the forum progresses, please chose another character, or just wait for this one. Thanks![/b]
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Oliver Wood
New Member
Gryffindor To Be[M:0:0:0:]
When I grow up I want to play Quidditch
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Post by Oliver Wood on Aug 18, 2008 9:51:46 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character: Oliver Wood Era & age of character: (current forum year is 1981) Trio Era If DOB: 17-3-1976 he is 5 will be 6 in March next year… Username: oliverwood Why do you want this character? Because I absolutely love him, and like he is I am obsessed with Quidditch and would quite happily ‘bump off’ the entire Slytherin Quidditch team… Have you ever RPed before? Yes I have this is my second character on this site (for which I have permission)… Sample RP: (100 Words Minimum)Oliver grinned as he crept downstairs in the early hours of the morning. He had gotten up originally to use the toilet, but upon seeing that his parents were asleep and remembering that when he had gone to sleep it had been Christmas Eve, he had decided to take a de tour to the downstairs toilet instead. Sneaking into the living room to see if there was a sack from Santa beside the fireplace on the way back of course. He went to the toilet quickly, not wanting to be caught, his tongue poking out between his teeth as he aimed determinedly at the bowl of the toilet. Some of it missed, as he wasn’t quite tall enough, but he wiped it up as his mother had scolded him for not doing the previous day. Smiling with pride at his achievements, he tiptoe back out into the hallway and across the dark blue carpet, he reached for the high handle on the door, and pulled down on it, while pushing the door with his other hand. The door creaked, but Oliver didn’t notice to absorbed by what appeared to him as a very large sack sitting on the floor between the Christmas tree and the fireplace. He had barely taken a step into the room, when an arm reached round his middle from behind, and picked him up. Oliver wriggled and looked round at the owner of the arm, his father. “Was only looking.” Said Oliver defensively as his father raised his eyebrows. “Come on you, before your mother wakes up too.” He put Oliver down, who with one glance back at the very big sack he would have to wait till a normal time of day to open, turned and ran up the stairs to his room. Grinning at his dad who followed him up the stairs and watched him get back into bed. Despite being wide-awake a few moments ago, Oliver was soon asleep again, nighttime excursions are tiring for most 5 year olds, and Oliver was no exception. (343 words )
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sprout
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Audrey II is after you!
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Post by sprout on Nov 30, 2008 15:35:44 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character: Pomona Sprout Era & age of character: (current forum year is 1981) Pre-Voldemort Username: Sprout Why do you want this character? Because Herbology seems extremely interesting. Since there weren't many plants in the movie/books.... I guess I can improvise a little. =3 Have you ever RPed before? Yes! Sample RP: (100 Words Minimum)
"Welcome, children. This is your Herbology class. I am your teacher, Mrs. Sprout." Pomona introduced herself to the new first-year students.
Well, this one over here looks like he may be a bit of a troublemaker. She sighed. "Spit out the chocolate frog, young sir. What is your name?" She levitated her pen off her desk as the boy walked to the trash bin. "David Richardson," he said in a monotone, dead-pan tone. "And how do you spell that?" she asked. She knew how it would probally be spelled, but just in case. "D-A-V-I-D R-I-C-H-A-R-D-S-O-N." Okay. Watch out for David Richardson. She made a mental note of it as well as a real one in her notebook.
Pomona continued with her lesson, "In Herbology class you will study various plants. You will learn how to harvest, plant, or grow these plants. Some of the plants are the Mandragora, the Ponagori, the Decomorazee, and many, many more. You will also discover the magical properties each plant has." She completed her long lecture just in time to be able to pass out the pre-tests and have the children complete them.
She levitated the test sheets to a nearby student who was listening intently. "Pass those out, dear," she said warmly. "These will not count twords your score. These are just to see how much you know on the subject already. It is a basic summary of the final test for your first semester. I do not expect you to get an A. Some of you have never even heard of the first few plants I mentioned. This pre-test is easy. You may begin.... now!"
The children began writing information down almost instantly. Pomona walked around the room and peeked over the children's shoulders. Good. Good. Oooh, this child must have never even heard of a Mandrake before. Wrong, wrong, wrong, right, right, wrong, wrong, right, wrong, wrong. Terrible score. Very, very good. Perfect. Cheating. Okay. Average. Bad. Nice. All wrong.
She felt a hot, sticky liquid drip down her wrist. As she looked at her hand she saw a sharp thorn was stuck in the center of her palm. "Okay, kids. A quick lesson on treating Tikomanisha thorns. First we get the thorn out of your skin before it digs deeper. The thorn was slowly piercing deeper into her skin. She took a pair of tweezers and plucked it out. It lusts for blood. It is like a transmitor sending it back to the central root. If you cut off and burn the central root the plant will die. Then you need to treat the wound with Koanisee sap. It will prevent the poison from spreading. Last we make sure the wound won't get infected." As she said the words she treated the thorn.
As she looked up from her haste to look at the children after she had her hand bandaged some of thier eyes were wide with shock, others jaws were hanging open, and everybody in the room was completely silent. The bell rang. "And that, children, is why we are always careful while dealing with plants."
( I got a little carried away. ^w^ )
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Post by wwwzzz on Mar 20, 2010 3:22:18 GMT -5
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