//bUMP
Marauders’ Era RP— If you can read/follow rules, please join! :D (Except for we’re closed now so)
(AH)
//the stress :P
no rush, but hurry up Jo
(O h )
//;)
(When will we start?)
//once Scarlet completes her template thingy, we’ll start :D
(;-;)
(Heya scarlet!)
Name: James McNarma
Age (stay with 15-17): 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Closeted gay
House: Ravenclaw
Looks: Black hair but he wants to dye the ends of it purple, amber eyes, slightly tanned skin, 5’11.
Personality: Whiny, tries to stay calm, irrational, resourceful, sensitive, cries really easily, and sarcastic.
Wand: … ^cough^ Develop..
Biases/Allegiances: Opposes
Other: He likes cookies.
(:O can our characters be friends?)
(Lol ofc!! :D)
Love him he’s awesome!
(So we start soon?)
//yep! Whenever ImNotCrazyImAFangirl comes back :D
Love him he’s awesome!
(Thanks. :3)
//you guys can start without me, it’s fine
I’m gonna be kinda busy this morning
ookie
//you guys can start without me, it’s fine
I’m gonna be kinda busy this morning
//alrighty
Anyone on rn?
meeeeee
//hello! Are you good with starting rn? I’ll do the first one
I'm definitely down for starting the rp rn
//everyone who’s on, maybe pick out one or two people,to be friends with? as they’re all fifth, sixth, and seventh year’s, it’s likely they all have made friends already
//okey dokey!
Vega walked down the crowded hall of the Hogwarts Express, dodging excited students and nervous first-years. She maneuvered around reuniting friends and some people she vaguely recognized before finally making it to her usual compartment, where she knew that all of her friends would most likely be meeting her.
//everyone who’s on, maybe pick out one or two people,to be friends with? as they’re all fifth, sixth, and seventh year’s, it’s likely they all have made friends already
//good idea
(could Josh be close friends w Vega and Lauren?)
Josh stepped out of the way of a group of seventh year Hufflepuff girls, most of which he vaguely recognized but wasn't close enough to talk to. He felt relief settling on his shoulders now that the Express was pulling away from King's Cross, anything to get out of the Muggle world and his summer life. Weaving through the crowds, he adjusted his glasses, trying to spot his friends.
Atlas followed Vega into the compartment, distractedly flipping through a book on dragons. One of them roared violently just as the door opened.