13 Jun 2025, 00:10
March To Your Own Beat
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15 Jun 2025, 17:22
March To Your Own Beat
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Lily had not planned on going to the pride festival, seeing as she was pure straight, but at the end of the day, she had decided "Oh why not?" She had taken an hour to get ready and her dress was definitly pride related with the colors of the rainbow. It had taken her 45 minutes to get her hair done the way she wanted it, curling it with a hot hair curler and pulling back into a ponytail. She had let her hair grow over the summer so now it was down at the small of her back when not pulled back or up in a bun. Lily had wanted to be more to herself this year at Hogwarts but when it came to parties, she couldn't stay away.
She followed the crowd down to the courtyard and she looked around to see if her two older brother, Colin and Liam McCoire, were there. She didn't see them but then again that didn't mean anything, they could be skulking around looking for trouble. Actually, who was she kidding? Their always looking for trouble. She grinned infectiously at the amount of people here, who turned out to celebrate the Pride parade. She swayed to the beat as she watched the parade going by, cheering at the awesome outfits.
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"Where's the bloody rum?" -Captain Jack Sparrow
Lily McCoire/ Alicia Matthews
15 Jun 2025, 22:35
March To Your Own Beat
Sorting Ceremony ...revisit his past...
Luca had seen the notices posted and heard the chatter around school that there would be a Pride festival in the first week of June, the official Pride Month in the Muggle world. The boy had been shielded from the hatred and bigotry prevalent in the Muggle world, so when the notices encouraged coming as you are to celebrate yourself or your friends, he decided to participate. He enjoyed lively celebrations and making new friends, so when the day of the festival arrived, he eagerly awaited the end of his last class in the Astronomy Tower before heading to Slytherin house in the dungeons.
Date: June 7th, 2025 Time: Late Morning
Luca's wardrobe had always been kept similar to his father's: minimalist, stylish, and professional. He primarily wore darker shades of black and gray, alongside some deep reds and a few lighter colors like gray, beige, or even green, but nothing as vibrant as what he had observed around the school in recent months. The boy wanted to brighten up his ensemble as much as possible, so he chose a beige shirt, dark gray shorts, and simple shoes. Once he was dressed, he stepped out of Slytherin House and traveled from the dungeons to the courtyard where the festival was set to begin.
This festival wasn't something he usually participated in, even though he liked celebrations. However, he was taking his nanny's advice to step out of his comfort zone and make friends. His eyes darted around the courtyard, observing his fellow wizards from all walks of life enjoying themselves at the beginning of the gathering. After a few minutes, his gaze shifted to an older student with dirty blonde hair and striking blue eyes who called out to everyone: "Look alive friends! We're heading out!"
Luca observed the parade as it passed and joined in at an unplanned moment, following the crowd to the main festivities.
His story continues: Pages and Paints
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STA: 7 • EVA: 10 • STR: 0 • WIS: 7 • ARC: 2 • ACC: 9 Parselmouth • Evasive Maneuvers PC: Luca Corranado | OOC Notes: Always open to interactions. "His story continues" means Luca is no longer there! iNPC: Silvio Accardi |
16 Jun 2025, 11:46
March To Your Own Beat
Lily watched the whole parent, checking the time to make sure she didn't miss the talent show. She was going to sing and honestly she was hoping there wasn't going to be a big crows watching. If it was a small crowd that would be okay, seeing how if she ruined everything only a small amount of people would see the humiliation and embarassment. She had always loved to sing but had never did it in front of anyone, not even her siblings, the McCoire trouble makers. However, she had sang in front of her parents shortly before they died, singing Haunted by Taylor Swift. Her mom had loved Taylor's music so Lily had done it for a mothers day gift. Her mother had absolutly loved it and said Lily should keep singing if not for a career then for a hobby. Lily had thought about it and she had loved her music, being a muggle pop girl she was. Billie Eilish had been one of her all time favorites and so had Sam Smith. Lily was actually going to sing Diamonds by Sam Smith today and she was excited for it. That song was bittersweet but also heartbreaking if you listen to the music. Once it neared the time, Lily left to go to the arts and crafts section of the grounds.
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"Where's the bloody rum?" -Captain Jack Sparrow
Lily McCoire/ Alicia Matthews
16 Jun 2025, 18:30
March To Your Own Beat
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“That’s very kind of you to say so. I’ve only ever been taught about this celebration and its rich history quite recently so I’m still trying to give my support as much as I could no matter how small. But I digress.” She looks back at her work and is quite pleased that it has been appreciated at the very least. She moves from her seat and places her materials down so she can properly address him.
From initial observations alone, Lyssandra can sense a certain “air” about her fellow Slytherin with the way he carried himself. He was taller than her too.
‘Well, whatever noble or non-noble house he belongs to, etiquette is and ALWAYS a must-be followed.’
“It’s not much… My art, mind you. But if you think it would be a good addition then I’d be happy to.” Lyssandra gives him a polite curtsey.
“My name is Lyssandra Navarus.” The young heiress makes an open gesture, an invitation, towards some of the beanbags near her.
“Would you like to join me, or do you have prior plans? Either way, I don’t really mind.” Lyssandra gives a polite smile as she looks back at the people around them. There were more people who've decided whether to participate or simply to enjoy the atmosphere.
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17 Jun 2025, 01:13
March To Your Own Beat
CIRRUS NAM!
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XX | "Gay?" The boy paused mimicking the other, his dancing coming to a stop. The music suddenly falling silent in the background. At least in his own dramatic mind. He craned his neck closer towards the Gryffindor as he bent over to the others eye level, as he looked at him from the corner of his golden spheres. One of Cirrus's eyebrows cocked up, placing his hands on his hips. "A thoucht ye were bisexual?" He then took a step back looking at his hands in thought. "Wait... gin ye're psychic... Can ye read ma palms?" He then held his hands out towards to boy with an almost concerned and curious expression. After bringing more of Dragon Ball Z to the conversation, Cirrus swore that happiness was radiating off the bleached-blonde like radioactive energy. The hufflepuff then nodded like he this was the upmost important matters, a hand being brought up to hold his chin. "yeah na yamcha wis haed sae much potential thon wis ruined, A forgot the reason why thon wis? thare wis an explanation but yeah. An ay thae are aw such guid characters! an na for real gohan i cell games almost made him ma favorite ower. An vegeta wad be sae cool, but he gets on ma nerves! like A remember thare wis a whole episode o juist vegeta refusin tae fuse wi goku tae save the world an A wis juist dae it!" Cirrus took a deep inhale, having barely breathed during the whole rant. The two from the outside looking in most likely looking like babbling baboons, with the way they went back in forth with paragraphs with speech. "Alright then, big back. Or should I say food fiend? Diet demolisher. Sustenance senator—okay, I'll stop." Cirrus busted out in laughter, repeating the statements in tiny wheezes. Although his laugh was utter silence, the way his shoulders shook violently and face contorted it made it super obvious that he was utterly dieing in his own giggles. After, for the second time, wiping the drops of tears from his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket. At Aodhan's suggestion, Cirrus nodded his mouth almost watering at the thought. As the duo made there way to the talent show, the boy realized slowly how tired his body was becoming from all the dancing and running around in Glee. Not to mention his draining social battery, he let out a small exhale but rehyped himself up at the thought of the talent show. |
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Reducio OOC NOTES Got permission to godmod, both have left. |
Reducio STATS/OTHER CALMING PRESENCE STATS | stamina ◦ 9 | evasion ◦ 4 | strength ◦ 4 | wisdom ◦ 8 | arcane power ◦ 2 | accuracy ◦ 8 I thought you were bisexual? Yeah No Yamcha was had so much potential that was ruined, I forgot the reason why that was? There was an explanation but yeah. AND YES THOSE ARE ALL SUCH GOOD CHARACTERS! And no for real Gohan in Cell Games almost made him my favorite too. And Vegeta would be so cool, but he gets on my nerves! Like I remember there was a whole episode of just Vegeta refusing to fuse with Goku to save the world and I was JUST DO IT! |
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19 Jun 2025, 18:57
March To Your Own Beat
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—date. [ 06/07/25 ]———hair color. [white]———height. [5'10"]———outfit. [durmstrang]——————------------------------ It was that time of month again. Kim had been to all of the Pride celebrations Dorion had set up, although he'd come with friends each time. First it had been Regina. Then it had been Sophia. But both of them were gone now. Kim's expression darkened for a moment before it returned to its usual neutral state. Even though Valentin had managed to break him out of that dark state he'd been in before, saved his life even, Kim was still in a state of uncertainty. Despite how he looked and acted outwardly towards others. He truly thought only one person understood him completely and that was the one he called his beloved. They had been through so much together over the years. Even though they hadn't even known eachother for a long time. A young man with white hair, the popular seeker of Durmstrang's quidditch team and a young man with black hair, the popular duelist of Hogwarts's dueling team. The two of them were literally the embodiment of yin and yang, perfectly complimenting eachother and longing to be together but always kept apart. Right now, Kim was dressed in Durmstrang's uniform and was sporting white hair. Enough so it looked as if he was the identical twin brother of Valentin. Those approaching him from behind who knew the seeker might even mistake him for being him. The colors of red and white stood out on the wizard. Ironic Durmstrang's colors were also Gryffindor's colors too. Minus the white. Right now, it was time to celebrate Pride in a whole lot of different ways. Kim fully intended on taking part in each one of them. Kibō was by his side too, or rather ON him. The serpent was wrapped around Kim's shoulder and upper arm, resting comfortably on him as he walked. First up was the parade. As it started, Kim spotted a familiar face, Dorion, pushing a cart and waving to everyone. He inclined his head towards them if they looked in his direction. Kim was NOT in the midst of the crowds on the sidelines. Too many people there for him. He didn't want to end up having a panic attack. So he was off to the side and at a higher angle to be able to see all the parade. From his current position. Kim could see a bunch of students already gathered there. Most of them being first and second years from what he could see. Or at least the ones he saw seemed as if they were from those year brackets from how they looked much younger than him. There was only one person he recognized standing out there, his roommate Aodhan. Aodhan wasn't that far away from him, if the former looked back he'd be able to see Kim clearly if he raised his head. But Kim wasn't the sort to yell out to someone. So he remained quiet and continued to watch the parade. Aodhan was pretty loud though and Kim could hear most of what the boy was saying from his position now. So Aodhan thought he was bi? Kim unconsciously nodded, reminded of himself at that age. He'd originally thought he was straight at first, which had turned into bi, until he'd finally realized he was actually gay. Kim had to admit he was curious to see whether the same thing would happen to Aodhan. Due to this, his gaze lingered a little too long on Aodhan. The boy didn't seem to notice him though as he was animatedly chatting with another boy and the two left soon after. Kim remained for awhile longer and then left himself, wanting to check out the rest of the stuff Dorion had set up for them. Might as well go to all of them because he didn't want anything to go to waste. tag. [@Dorion Anderson, @Cirrus Nam, @Aodhan Shaw, @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood]—( codes by uly. )— | ———— |
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24 Jun 2025, 22:21
March To Your Own Beat
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The march was beautiful, the atmosphere was fun, and everyone seemed perfectly happy. She wasn't in a relationship yet, and she wasn't attracted to anyone. But it was important to show respect for everyone who was LGBTQ+. So criticizing people for choices that weren't going to hurt anyone else was ridiculous. And the fact that there were so many people at this march knew that there were people who thought like Alliasta and that there was a chance for change.
Alliasta immediately turned her head when she heard a familiar voice. It was Tori, the girl she met at the joke shop! It was such a coincidence to find her on this walk, but of course Alliasta wasn't complaining.
"Hey Tori! What's up? Isn't the atmosphere great? I'm sooo good and oh your dress is perfect too!"
Alliasta looked at the badge Tori handed her as if it were a treasure. She was grinning from ear to ear. She quickly squealed a thank you and took the badge and put it on. Tori was a really kind person and it was great to have her join the march. After all, Alliasta didn’t think she would be judgmental towards anyone.
"Oh you know it is really cool! I liked it! Thanks Tori"
The ferret on top of Alliasta's head immediately looked at the girl with curiosity.
"Oh look Tori, this is the ferret I was telling you about, Kaito!"
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The march was beautiful, the atmosphere was fun, and everyone seemed perfectly happy. She wasn't in a relationship yet, and she wasn't attracted to anyone. But it was important to show respect for everyone who was LGBTQ+. So criticizing people for choices that weren't going to hurt anyone else was ridiculous. And the fact that there were so many people at this march knew that there were people who thought like Alliasta and that there was a chance for change.
Alliasta immediately turned her head when she heard a familiar voice. It was Tori, the girl she met at the joke shop! It was such a coincidence to find her on this walk, but of course Alliasta wasn't complaining.
"Hey Tori! What's up? Isn't the atmosphere great? I'm sooo good and oh your dress is perfect too!"
Alliasta looked at the badge Tori handed her as if it were a treasure. She was grinning from ear to ear. She quickly squealed a thank you and took the badge and put it on. Tori was a really kind person and it was great to have her join the march. After all, Alliasta didn’t think she would be judgmental towards anyone.
"Oh you know it is really cool! I liked it! Thanks Tori"
The ferret on top of Alliasta's head immediately looked at the girl with curiosity.
"Oh look Tori, this is the ferret I was telling you about, Kaito!"
Ability: Lovely Creature
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26 Jun 2025, 10:09
March To Your Own Beat
By Adeline Spinks
Ruth slung the ukulele bag tighter around her shoulder, her grip loosening before clenching with every step she took. She had been wandering around aimlessly for quite some time, dawdling around the rooms of Hogwarts in hopes of finding solitude in one, but to no avail. Even the ballroom had been occupied, much to her dismay. Surely there had to be some place where she could just enjoy some peace and quiet with her ukulele? But, alas, it was to no avail. She would have no choice but to surrender herself to the sun outdoors. Ruth cringed. She had always been more of a fan of the cold, if she said so herself. Go out more, her father would have chided if she were here. The thought only made her miss him more. She missed them all, really.
Humming a low tune to herself, Ruth rounded the corner and stepped out into the outdoor corridors leading up to the courtyard. She hadn't spotted another soul in a bit. Either cooped up or basking in the warmth, she bet--
"LET'S GO!" A holler jolted Ruth out of her skin, and she glanced up wildly, head craning to the direction of the familiar voice. She couldn't place it very well, but the enthusiasm reminded her of a certain pink-haired Hufflepuff. No, it wasn't him. But what was going on? Always the curious cat, Ruth quickened her pace, heading towards the sounds. With each step she took, Ruth's ears could pick out murmurs of a crowd and distant chatter. What was the commotion? It was unlike the Courtyard to sound so busy. At least, not that she knew of. Finally, the source of the noise came into view. Ruth halted for a brief moment, stunned.
Before her was a circle of a crowd, surrounding a person dressed in a stunning dress that would have outshone many of those worn at the Spring Ball. As they turned to crank up music from a gramaphone, Ruth was amazed to find that it was Dorion. She had never seen the Hufflepuff prefect look more alive. She stood there staring for a beat longer than she should, and only realised as Dorion and the wave of a crowd began heading in her direction. She blushed from the guilt of a detention longer ago and, afraid of making uncomfortable eye contact with the prefect, ducked her head and scrambled towards the end of the trailing crowd, clutching her ukulele bag as though it was a shield.
Once out of Dorion's sight and immersed into the crowd, Ruth then realised a second dilemma--there was no bloody way out. And so she was jostled in the same direction as everyone else, down towards the grounds.
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28 Jun 2025, 07:55
March To Your Own Beat
| —— |  𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂 moves, i make 'em. shock you like defibrillators. no style? can't relate. ——summary, this thread is happening on JUNE 7TH, 2025, at NOON with THE ALPHABET MAFIA / wc: 407. Despite being one of the first to arrive, the amount of young students who made their way through genuinely surprised him. It didn't matter the blood status or house, but the kids were out loudly defiant and proud of their revelation? It was all a bit baffling to Harlan but who was he to judge while still on his own journey to self-discovery.
He thought back to the Broom Racing match against Ravenclaw, the absolute murder of the lion pride by the ravens were both a horrendous thing to live through but a very attractive showcase of skill. Perciles and Dealla both, there was something about each of them that had him curious — and he wasn't exactly sure why. He'd have one more proper year to figure things out, but for now he'd let the thought flitter away while observing the beginning of the parade. As much as he felt pride in this moment, Harlan hadn't felt connected to anyone else in particular, especially in a sea of students who barely rose to his shoulder and he wasn't in the mood to stick out like a sore thumb. Sometimes there was truth in his family's word at flying below the radar. There was a beauty in being unseen and it felt real apparent in this moment to Harlan that this bubbling feeling of uncomfort began to rise itself to the surface. So despite the music, the vibes, and the others leaning into all of the fanfare of an event like this. Harlan would recoil, he'd slowly move himself to the edges of the parade and observe from the corners curious if any of the upper years might've been around. He was far too tall in this crowd. There were some other events happening too, right? Harlan decided instead of marching his way through with the rest, he'd check out what some of the other activities were like and perhaps partake if they were less flamboyant. No offense to those who enjoyed the spotlight and the publicity, but his whole thing was perception and finding the best way to ascend the echelon. Oh well, maybe next year could be when he could celebrate pride properly. There was a lot on his docket this Summer to accomplish and Harlan was finally getting through the muck of the end of the year. He'd pass that stupid test and be back with the fourth years next year — then it was on. | —— |