Introduction
Itโs a new year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and everyone is either eager to begin their magical education or to return and be with their friends. This year is something rather special however as the students wonโt just be honing their magical skills as per usual. This year the famed TriWizard Tournament will be returning to Hogwarts after having been canceled for years after the last tournament took place in 1994โ1995; during which the Hogwarts champion Cedric Diggory tragically died. After careful consideration the three headmasters, of Hogwarts, The Durmstrang Institute and Beauxbatons Academy of Magic have agreed to bring back the tournament in this time of prosperity to give their students a chance to put their acquired magical skills and wit to the test.
This new year, excitement and energy will be running on high for the entire school with the tournament taking place, the Yule Ball on itโs way, the introduction of foreign students and possibility of making new friends. However, wherever there is a chance for glory, jealousy and danger lurk so our champions would do well to tread carefully for the tournament is no game.
Beauxbatons is similar to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Academy has existed for over seven hundred years. During the 1994โ1995 school year, a delegation of senior Beauxbatons students and their Headmistress stayed near Hogwarts Castle in Scotland to participate in a new Triwizard Tournament. The students wore pastel blue uniforms.
The Durmstrang Institute is a Wizarding school. It is located in the northernmost regions of Norway or Sweden. Durmstrang has, however, taught students from as far afield as Bulgaria. Durmstrang was one of the three schools that competed in the Triwizard Tournament in the 1994โ1995 school year. It is an old school, having existed since at least 1294. The students at the school wear fur cloaks, fur hats, and blood-red robes.
The TriWizard Tournament is renowned for being extremely dangerous and had been discontinued in 1792. The competition has been revived however no one under the age of seventeen is allowed to enter for this reason.
Each school will be represented by one champion whose name will be drawn from the Goblet of Fire. The championโs courage, intelligence, resourcefulness and magical ability will be brutally tested in these contests. Once a studentโs name is drawn from the Goblet, they are bound by a magical contract to see the competition through. Each champion is supposed to stand alone in the competition, not receiving help from friends or teachers, however on more than one occasion champions have received help from others.
A traditional part of the tournament is the Yule Ball (Held on Christmas Day night) which includes a feast and a formal dance in which the three champions lead the host school in the dance.
The Houses of Hogwarts
Gryffindor - Gryffindor values bravery, daring, nerve, and chivalry. Its emblematic animal is the lion and its colours are scarlet and gold. The common room is located in one of the highest towers at Hogwarts, the entrance is situated on the seventh floor in the east wing of the castle and is guarded by a portrait of The Fat Lady. She permits entrance if given the correct password which is changed numerous times throughout the school year.
Hufflepuff โ Hufflepuff, founded by Helga Hufflepuff, values hard work, patience, loyalty, and fair play rather than a particular aptitude in its members. Its emblematic animal is the badger, and Yellow and Black are its colours. The Hufflepuff Dormitories and common room are located somewhere in the basement, near the castle's kitchens. It can be accessed through a barrel with a secret way to get it open and is described as being a cosy and welcoming place with yellow hangings, fat armchairs, and underground tunnels that lead to the dormitories, which have perfectly round doors, similar to barrel tops.
Ravenclaw -โ Ravenclaw values intelligence, knowledge, and wit. Its emblematic animal is the eagle, and its colours are blue and bronze. The ghost of Ravenclaw is the Grey Lady, who was the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw. The Ravenclaw common room and dormitories are located in a tower on the west side of the castle.
Slytherin โ Slytherin house values ambition, cunning and resourcefulness and was founded by Salazar Slytherin. Its emblematic animal is the serpent, and its colours are emerald green and silver. The Bloody Baron is the house ghost. The Slytherin Dormitories and common room are reached through a bare stone wall in the Dungeons. It is a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and silver lamps hanging from the ceiling.
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Hufflepuffs
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Ravenclaws
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Slytherins
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Durmstrangs
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Beauxbatons
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1. Conduct yourselves in a civil manner at all times.
2. This is a literate roleplay. We all make mistakes but please attempt to use proper grammar.
3. Romance is allowed, but anything past โmaking outโ should be taken to PMs or time-skipped.
4. โSwearingโ is of course allowed โ theyโre teenagers after all but try to do it tastefully.
5. You donโt need to have read all the books, but it would be nice if you knew the series well. If you have a character you wish to be reserved, please just say so in the OOC. We are playing all OCs except for the staff and the occasional mentioning of Harry Potter and the rest of the gang. :)
6. As for writing, I prefer quality over quantity however I would still like to see 300+ words per post if possible.
7. Not all Beauxbatons need to be female, not all Durmstrangs need to be male. In the books they were described as mostly female and mostly male in majority though.
Well, if you got that weโre good to go.
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"In this time of prosperity, the other headmasters and I have come together to bring you all this tournament. When the last tournament years ago ended, it ended in tragedy. True, many young witches and wizards have always perished in this competition and as such this is indeed not for the faint of heart. But we hope that during this time of peace, the tournament will live on and that one of you fine young students," They turned their eyes to the crowd as they approached the front of the room where a heavy looking wooden goblet rested upon a pedestal. "Will leave this tournament in glory." The hush that had covered the room intensified, as though everyone in the great hall had suddenly sucked in a breath. Brandon wouldn't be surprised if they all actually had as he watched the shimmering and crackling blue flames which sprung up from the goblet. "This, is the Goblet of Fire. Any student who wishes to enter the tournament and is at least seventeen years of age, may write their name upon a piece of parchment and toss it into the fire before this hour on Thursday. From this moment on, the TriWizard Tournament has begun!" And just like that, the silence fell away and it seemed like the entire school burst into chatter - Brandon's own table was abuzz, many students either complaining about being too young or talking about how they were going to enter. Instead of chiming in, Brandon turned his eyes to the two schools that would be competing against. The Durmstrang Institute and the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, easily identifiable by their uniforms - the Beauxbaton's powder blue and the Durmstrang's blood red. Many would likely say they found the Beauxbaton students unimposing and the Durmstrang the very opposite, however Brandon knew better than to make assumptions based upon appearances and decided he would make no assumptions until he saw and met each school's champion for himself as the headmaster called for the feast to commence and for the students to mingle and get to know each other. Brandon peered around as the food appeared on the tables for his friends.
He scanned the room for his friend's dark brown hair and after a moment spotted who he was looking for. Star Baudelaire was sitting at her table along with her fellow Ravenclaw, Malachi Devon. He was one of the brightest minds in Ravenclaw even though the guy never looked like he cared about much of anything including right now to his surprise. Star caught his eye and offered Brandon a wave, which he smiled and returned. He'd have to try and catch up with her later and ask how her day had gone. Bran and Star had been good friends ever since they'd met during her first year there.
"Can't wait to get my name in. Is it picked by random or do they go off of abilities or...?" A thickly accented Durmstrang inquired of his fellow members who were seated nearby.
"Oh please, Fenris. It's picked by the goblet, the goblet decides because it is impartial." Came a female voice - A girl with half of her wavy blonde hair shaved off and cat-like eyes. Her accent was different than the other Durmstrang's. "Didn't you read up on this?" She asked of her friend.
"...No." Fenris said, not without shame, frowning slightly and picking at a piece of chicken. "Are you sure it doesn't rank us?" He didn't seem entirely convinced there wasn't some sort of biased opinion.
"If you're chosen then you're chosen. If you aren't, you aren't. She's right, the goblet is impartial. Also, I think the headmasters have taken additional precautions after the last tournament to try to ensure that it can't be tampered with." Brandon heard himself saying suddenly, surprising himself slightly that he had just found himself butting into the Durmstrang's conversation. He felt his face grow hot as the three students closest to him turned to look at him.
"Thank you!" The blonde girl with a laugh and a smile, making a gesture toward him. "You see, normal people go into these situations knowing what they're about other than fighting dragons." She said, looking at the other boy disapprovingly.
"There's no guarantee there will be dragons again either." Brandon felt he had to add, shyly.
Fenris sighed mournfully and resigned himself to eating his chicken.
"Well, that's certainly disappointing then. He was convinced that facing a dragon was going to be his key to getting a date. 'Face a dragon and there probably isn't a single woman who won't go out with you, you can bet.'." The girl mimicked the other boy's accent with a smirk. "I'm Arielle by the way." She added. He felt slightly better about barging in on their conversation since they didn't look irritated at all, in fact they all seemed pretty friendly.
"I'm Brandon. I'm from Slytherin, as you can probably already tell." He said, offering her a small smile in return.
"It's nice to meet you, Brandon." Arielle said politely, though her grey eyes flickered up to his snowy white hair with thinly masked curiosity. "The one to my left is Fenris and to my right is Adrian. That's Aleksander, Leif, Thomas, Heri..." She rattled off several more names, a few of them he knew for a fact he'd have a hard time pronouncing on his own.
When she finally finished, a lanky guy with brown hair to her right - he was pretty sure his name was Adrian turned to him. "So, is it true the headmasters have taken extra precautions this year?" He asked. His english was good. Not as good as the blonde girl's, but good.
"From what I've heard, yes. It might have been rumor, but I don't think so. I wouldn't be surprised that they had stepped up security after last time." Brandon felt it kind of would make sense after the year Barty Crouch's son used a Confundus charm to enter Harry Potter into the tournament that they weren't going to take any chances with the goblet and students accidentally getting in - especially underage students. Not to mention the whole Cedric Diggory business.
Both Arielle and Adrian nodded at this, along with several others while Fenris seemed to consider that. Brandon got the sneaking suspicion that if given the opportunity that Fenris would try to wiggle his way around the rules.
A little ways off, a couple of the more rowdy Gryffindors were talking about how they weren't going to give Slytherin the chance to upstage them. Naturally, the Gryffindor and Slytherin rivalry has continued to endure. Brandon wasn't going to think much of it until he heard his name mentioned.
"Yeah, but I don't think he'd even enter. It'd mess up his hair." A stout young female Gryffindor jestingly said, causing several others to laugh. Brandon deliberately ignored them even though he really didn't want to - not that he knew what he would do if he didn't pretend not to hear it and instead turned back to the Durmstrang group. "So," He said, taking a breath. "Were you hoping to meet a lot of Hogwarts students?"
"Well, I certainly was. Hogwarts seems much more lively than Durmstrang." Arielle told him and several of her friends nodded their agreement.
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Nagi blinked, head jerking up as he snapped back into focus. At some point he must have started to doze off, despite the excitement of the whole tournament. Actually, it was that very excitement that had kept him awake all the long trip to Hogwarts. Glancing abashedly at the people sitting around him, he caught the two Gryffindor girls sitting across the table from him giggling and glancing at him, to which he reacted by quickly swiping at his face with his sleeve to make sure he hadn't drooled any.
Regaining his composure after that embarrassing moment, he raised an eyebrow flirtatiously at the girls. "Guess you could say my bed isn't comfortable. Mind if I take a nap in yours?"
He didn't even hear a response, though he wasn't sure if it was due to there not being one or if it was because the person next to him started yelling something about how great the food was and how anguished they were over being too young to enter the tournament.
"Don't worry, my angel, for I shall fight to win in your name!" the yelling person either didn't hear or didn't care; though it was probably both.
Nabbing some of the food that had appeared a short while beforehand, he barely tasted it as his nerves began to build. What if he was actually chosen for the tournament? What if someone else was chosen instead of him and everyone came to doubt his abilities? What if they all started asking why a little girl was chosen instead of a big strong wizard or witch? The anxieties went on and on until he finished eating and decided instead to listen in on the surrounding conversations. It sounded to him like there was a Slytherin boy that the Gryffindor students were making rude comments about. As the discourteous talk continued, it began to annoy Nagi more, especially after having glanced over his shoulder to see what person they were talking about and found him to be a very pleasant-looking person. He could certainly relate as well with the boy, since he looked incredibly effeminate as well.
"You really shouldn't say something like that about your schoolmates; it's very rude." the words tumbled from his mouth like stones that fell to his stomach as several people turned to give him a glare and a once-over.
"And you really ought to mind your own business, little girl. Shouldn't you be powdering your face and fixing your pretty little blue dress?" the comment bit at him and caused his face to flush pink.
"Did you want to try it on, petite fille?" he doubted the Gryffindor girl understood French, but calling her a little girl back, even if she didn't know what was said, was strangely satisfying.
He was rather confused to hear her say something about him calling her a fillet, which didn't seem quite like the word he had called her. Resolving himself to try and ignore the girl, he occupied himself with devouring yet another delicious piece of chicken.
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A sharp poke on her ribs took her away from her musings and back to Hogwarts. She turned to the owner of the offending hand, lips turned down in a disapproving frown. Danielle, her best friend, simply shrugged saying, "You were up on cloud nine again. You have perfectly good food in front of you. Eat."
Skya stared at the feast held out before them and shook her head affectionately. "We came here for the tournament, but I'm beginning to think you only joined because of the food," Skya commented as Danielle sunk her teeth into a chicken drumstick. The blonde herself was a bit more refined, shoveling a healthy dollop of mashed potatoes onto her plate.
Danielle eyed the plate and attempted to sneak in her spoon for a bite, but found her plan foiled by a fork just inches away from the skin of her hand. Her hand cringed away, staying back to their own territory. "Food is awesome," Danielle continued nonchalantly, as if the whole spoon-fork incident hadn't happened at all. "Plus, I do plan on putting my name in the goblet."
"Eh?" Skya gasped. She hadn't expected for Danielle to want to put her name in the goblet, especially since there wasn't clear rules as to how the goblet chose the representative. Danielle usually never took chances, and that was the main reason she and Skya became such good friends so easily. But now... "Are you sure about that?"
Danielle shrugged, digging in to more of the food. "There's a 0.001% chance that I'll be chosen. Besides, we're here already." She paused her meal to observe a situation from another table. Skya followed her gaze and saw a Beauxbaton - someone named Nagi, if she thought correctly - eating by his lonesome amongst the Gryffindors. "Merde. Do you think we should go to him?"
Skya cocked her head, mulling over the situation. "Since when have you been the kind soul, Dani?"
"Shut up," Danielle muttered as she stood, carrying her plate with a mountainous heap of food with her. "He hits on people a lot with these pick-up lines that we've learned to ignore, but I'm not so sure about them." She lowered her voice so that only Skya could hear. "Besides, Joanne is being a bitch again."
The blonde rolled her eyes. Of course Danielle would have ulterior motives. Still, she mimicked her friend's actions and together, they made their way to the other table. They flanked Nagi, taking a seat on each of his sides. Danielle, who was the one to suggest they move, began to devour her meal and ignored the Beauxbaton boy. Skya just sighed and settled in herself. She nodded to Nagi, who was in a similar state to Danielle.
"Umm," Skya cleared her throat at her lousy attempt at conversation, but she tried again, hopefully better this time. "Are you going to place your name in the goblet?"
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Most of the Hufflepuff students were animatedly discussing the other schools. A few girls giggled over a pair of passing Beauxbatons boys, and looked at Dillon with bright eyes. She laughed at the understanding that she was going to end up being the go-to translator, at least for Hufflepuff house. However, before the girls could give Dillon any messages to pass along, Paladin Brooks looked over at Dillon, away from his own conversation.
"What about you, May?" He asked. "You putting your name in the Goblet?"
"I'm not exactly the greatest witch Hogwarts has to offer!" Dillon answered, with a laugh. "Maybe the best cook, or the best linguist."
"You'll be kicking yourself when they announce a bake-off as the first task." Shouted Rose Ingram, from further down the table.
"Said the voice from the peanut gallery!" Laughed Paladin.
"No, clearly I can't take part in that! They'd need someone to judge!" Dillon answered. She was joking, but there was an element of truth. She was continually amazed by how, if it didn't involve magic, the Wizarding World seemed to disregard it, including cooking. She was about 84% certain that she was the only one in the whole school, aside from the house elves, that actually knew how to cook without magic. No, she wouldn't be putting her name forward for the goblet, she had to focus on her studies, N.E.W.Ts and A Levels both.
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Was that a Pokemon reference? Brandon Arisu couldn't help but think, momentarily puzzled. He watched as Xavier Hudson looked up in surprise and then with a bright smile, shrugged, said something to his friends and then stood up and came walking over toward the table in a swish of black robes. Some of the Slytherins sighed or made faces as he passed them and made his way toward the Durmstrang table. He ignored them.
"Anndd...Hufflepuff." She turned toward Hufflepuff, for a moment taking note of the surprisingly quiet table before pointing to yet another redhead. This one, if Brandon wasn't mistaken was Dillon May. He didn't think he'd ever met her before either. "You, from Hufflepuff! Also with red hair. Magical cooperation?" This time she said it more like a suggestion and then turned toward Ravenclaw, without waiting to see if the girl was going to be joining them or even understood what was happening.
"Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw...Hmm." Arielle seemed to be contemplating this one, as though she wasn't sure even though it felt like she almost chose people at random. After a moment she shook her head. "Whoever wants to come join us! I would really like it if at least one person from Ravenclaw would join us though." She said and then sat back down, pleased with herself. If they could have at least one person from each house, that would be ideal, she thought as she smiled and looked to see who all had joined them. She would like to get to know all of the Hogwarts houses if possible, however that would likely take some time.
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"Umm. Are you going to place your name in the goblet?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Oui! Of course, isn't that why we came here? Though by the looks of it, it seems you fell from heaven rather than having come from our school." pausing to come up with a followup, his gaze was caught by a Durmstrang girl, who had stood up and was apparently inviting people to come sit with her.
Upon hearing that they in particular were invited, Nagi lightly nudged the girls on either side of him. "Shall we, mes amies? It would be an interesting opportunity to see what the Durmstrung students are like. And also if those fur cloaks are really as soft and warm as they seem." Assuming that his invitation was being accepted, he carefully escaped the bench seating whilst precariously carrying his heavily-laden plate on one hand and a still-steaming mug of heavily-sweetened tea in the other.
Approaching the nearby Slytherin table, where many of the Durmstrungs had seated themselves, he found himself rather lost as to which student exactly had been the one to invite everyone over to sit with her. Spotting a somehow-familiar swish of blonde hair over one particular shoulder, he recalled that the inviting girl had had one side of her head shaved, which immediately made her stand out among the few female Durmstrang students that had attended the tournament.
Seating himself at a spot between her and the effeminate Slytherin boy he had defended earlier, he smiled almost girlishly. "So what time do you two have to be back in heaven?"
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"Hullo, what's going on over there?" Paladin said curiously. Dillon shrugged.
"Durmstrang table looks pretty empty, maybe they're trying to fill it up?" Rose answered, still down the table a ways.
Dillon wasn't really surprised when she noticed Xavier Hudson had heeded the call. She'd not spoken to him personally, but the Hufflepuff Quidditch team usually described him as personable and easy going. She glanced back over at the girl with the shaved head to find her looking across the Hufflepuff table with a contemplative look. Suddenly, she caught Dillon's gaze and pointed directly at her.
"You, from Hufflepuff! Also with red hair." She called. Instinctively, Dillon started looking over her own shoulder, despite the fact that the other redheads in Hufflepuff were both on the other end of the table. She soon looked back however.
"Magical cooperation?" She suggested, without any other explanation. Without hesitation, Dillon grinned a farewell to Paladin and her other housemates, and moved over to the other girl and her small collection of Hogwarts students. As she approached she grinned at the blonde girl and gave a jaunty salute.
"Dillon May, reporting for magical cooperation." She smiled, before settling in with the other students.
Dillon nabbed the seat between a broad Durmstrang boy and Xavier Hudson with a wave to both, and looked around at the students gathered for this little pocket of international wizarding goodwill. She stood and leaned precariously over the table, and held one hand out to shake.
"Hi, I'm Dillon!" She smiled at the Slytherin and Beauxbatons boys.
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Dirk sighed as Arielle went around the Hogwarts tables, hunting for students to add to Durmstrang table. Yes, the table was emptier than many would have liked, but surely grabbing people from their own friendship groups and asking them to sit there was going too far. He understood the reputation Durmstrang still, on some level, had with the other schools. Surely a blonde girl picking students out like puppies in a pet shop would alarm them. But lo, Dirk looked up and saw that the students Arielle had selected, or at least a number of them, were approaching the blonde.
The Slytherin boy sitting directly across from Dirk was joined by another boy, one from BeauxBatons. Two red haired students appeared from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff and sat on Dirk's left. The red haired girl waved at the Gryffindor boy, then Dirk, with a cheerful smile. Dirk nodded back respectfully, at her and the boy. He wasn't expecting the girl to bounce up out of the seat she'd picked, practically throw herself over the table, all so she could greet the others. Dirk sighed deeply and shot a silent look at Arielle.
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Arielle had a much easier time responding, apparently. She merely arched a brow at the Beauxbaton for a moment, as if trying to gauge the level of seriousness that was implied. "Around midnight, actually. Apparently being supernatural doesn't get you out of having curfews." She sighed, dramatically and then smiled at the Beauxbaton. "Glad to see you join us." She told them.
Brandon finally felt like his face wasn't on fire he nodded, politely. "Yes, it will be nice to have people from all the different schools interacting with each other so soon." He told them.
Arielle smiled brightly when the Hufflepuff girl arrived with a salute and introduced herself. "Pleasure to meet you, Dillon May." She said and then spared one last glance toward Ravenclaw before taking her seat beside Adrian and Fenris. She watched as the redhaired girl introduced herself, seeming to take Dirk a little off guard when she more or less jumped across to shake hands with everyone opposite to her.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Brandon Arisu." The Slytherin boy said, shyly leaning forward and shaking her hand. He seemed rather shy. Arielle hoped he wasn't going to be uncomfortable - while she loved to try to get people out of their comfort zones, she always wanted them to be happy.
"Xavier Hudson." The redhaired Gryffindor said. He had a round, sweet sort of face and wore what looked like some sort of a talon around his neck.
Since it seemed they were all introducing themselves again, Arielle decided to chime in. "Since I'm the one that basically dragged you all over here, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Arielle." She said and then promptly turned toward her friends. "Fenris is to my left and Adrian is on my right -" Both of the boys offered the new group a wave. "And Cyrus, next to him is Aleksander, Violette..." She rattled off a few more names before finally stopping on Dirk. When Dillon from Hufflepuff had spoken to him he had only nodded before and while he might not be the biggest conversationalist tonight, he still needed an introduction. "And the quiet one is Dirk." She said. She hadn't seen his face when she started calling on people but she hoped he hadn't been counting on being left alone tonight. Dirk usually spent a lot of time alone from what she knew of him at school and hoped her suddenly calling on people wasn't going to be an annoyance for him. She hadn't thought about it when she'd done it. He certainly didn't look happy, she thought a little guiltily. Arielle didn't know him exceptionally well, mostly just whenever they ended up getting paired in classes. She often thought that she'd like to try to befriend him because he seemed nice enough, however she wasn't so sure he would actually like that so much and since Arielle spent most of her time with a group of friends and Dirk seemed to spend most of his time flying solo that she didn't find herself in tons of situations where she got to talking with him a whole lot.
"So, what were we planning on talking about tonight? Who's entering their name? How long we think we'd last in the games?" Xavier Hudson asked as casually as someone wondering what your plans for the weekend were, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice and looking at everyone curiously.
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Dirk Albrecht
Knights. For those of you who seek honour, carve this into your hearts: Your sword exists to protect the weak.
Dillon May
What's the use of living if you never learn to laugh?
Skya LaRoux
"This seems interesting enough."
Julian Nagi Ariail
"Mind drawing me a map? 'cause I've gotten lost in your eyes."
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Skya LaRoux
"This seems interesting enough."
Julian Nagi Ariail
"Mind drawing me a map? 'cause I've gotten lost in your eyes."
Dirk Albrecht
Knights. For those of you who seek honour, carve this into your hearts: Your sword exists to protect the weak.
Dillon May
What's the use of living if you never learn to laugh?
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Julian Nagi Ariail
"Mind drawing me a map? 'cause I've gotten lost in your eyes."
Dirk Albrecht
Knights. For those of you who seek honour, carve this into your hearts: Your sword exists to protect the weak.
Dillon May
What's the use of living if you never learn to laugh?
Skya LaRoux
"This seems interesting enough."
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Hogwarts: A Tournament For The Ages
by Armageddon on Thu Oct 16, 2014 3:41 am
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Hogwarts: A Tournament For The Ages
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Re: Hogwarts: A Tournament For The Ages
I have spoken to Red_Kryptonite, however I have not heard from them since.
I'll probably send a message to TCD tonight.
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EDIT: Or, y'know, whenever this site chooses to ACTUALLY work. Got my post up finally.
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Thank you
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Everyone is free to pick and choose as they see fit. My only criteria for FCs is that they cannot be from an anime or something, otherwise I would have people submitting characters with Ash Ketchum or Deadpool for FCs. ;)(That may be an exaggeration but you get my meaning.)
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Also, the Merlin gif at the end.
Hogwarts: A Tournament For The Ages
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