A kid wearing and hoodie and sweatpants walks off the train and follows the crowd
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I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
The train soon stops at the station. It is a warm night as the students file out of the train. Yelling with happiness and pushing towards the carriages.
Creen looks out the windows and smiles "Here we are.." He stands up and cracks his neck.
A tall, skinny, blonde haired kid with glasses that have clear frames and bright blue eyes accidentally bumps into him. "S-sorry." he squeaks out
Creen chuckles "Its all good." He nods and smiles kindly.
The kid is about 5'10". "Do you know where I'm supposed to go? I'm n-new here."
Creen nods and brushes his black hair behind his ear. "Of course, I would be delighted." He walks outside and covers his hand over his eyes.
The kid follows, fidgeting nervously with a necklace around his neck
Creen grins "What year are you? Better yet, what house are you? You don't look like you got one yet, you must be a first year then huh?"
He nods nervously. "yeah Im new here...."
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
The train soon stops at the station. It is a warm night as the students file out of the train. Yelling with happiness and pushing towards the carriages.
Creen looks out the windows and smiles "Here we are.." He stands up and cracks his neck.
A tall, skinny, blonde haired kid with glasses that have clear frames and bright blue eyes accidentally bumps into him. "S-sorry." he squeaks out
Creen chuckles "Its all good." He nods and smiles kindly.
The kid is about 5'10". "Do you know where I'm supposed to go? I'm n-new here."
Creen nods and brushes his black hair behind his ear. "Of course, I would be delighted." He walks outside and covers his hand over his eyes.
The kid follows, fidgeting nervously with a necklace around his neck
Creen grins "What year are you? Better yet, what house are you? You don't look like you got one yet, you must be a first year then huh?"
He nods nervously. "yeah Im new here...."
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
The boy shrugs and continues to fidget with a necklace.
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The train soon stops at the station. It is a warm night as the students file out of the train. Yelling with happiness and pushing towards the carriages.
Creen looks out the windows and smiles "Here we are.." He stands up and cracks his neck.
A tall, skinny, blonde haired kid with glasses that have clear frames and bright blue eyes accidentally bumps into him. "S-sorry." he squeaks out
Creen chuckles "Its all good." He nods and smiles kindly.
The kid is about 5'10". "Do you know where I'm supposed to go? I'm n-new here."
Creen nods and brushes his black hair behind his ear. "Of course, I would be delighted." He walks outside and covers his hand over his eyes.
The kid follows, fidgeting nervously with a necklace around his neck
Creen grins "What year are you? Better yet, what house are you? You don't look like you got one yet, you must be a first year then huh?"
He nods nervously. "yeah Im new here...."
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
The boy shrugs and continues to fidget with a necklace.
(i'll make a better intro once I have some caffeine)
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I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
The train soon stops at the station. It is a warm night as the students file out of the train. Yelling with happiness and pushing towards the carriages.
Creen looks out the windows and smiles "Here we are.." He stands up and cracks his neck.
A tall, skinny, blonde haired kid with glasses that have clear frames and bright blue eyes accidentally bumps into him. "S-sorry." he squeaks out
Creen chuckles "Its all good." He nods and smiles kindly.
The kid is about 5'10". "Do you know where I'm supposed to go? I'm n-new here."
Creen nods and brushes his black hair behind his ear. "Of course, I would be delighted." He walks outside and covers his hand over his eyes.
The kid follows, fidgeting nervously with a necklace around his neck
Creen grins "What year are you? Better yet, what house are you? You don't look like you got one yet, you must be a first year then huh?"
He nods nervously. "yeah Im new here...."
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
The boy shrugs and continues to fidget with a necklace.
Creen raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
The kid looks at them with a small smile
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The train soon stops at the station. It is a warm night as the students file out of the train. Yelling with happiness and pushing towards the carriages.
Creen looks out the windows and smiles "Here we are.." He stands up and cracks his neck.
A tall, skinny, blonde haired kid with glasses that have clear frames and bright blue eyes accidentally bumps into him. "S-sorry." he squeaks out
Creen chuckles "Its all good." He nods and smiles kindly.
The kid is about 5'10". "Do you know where I'm supposed to go? I'm n-new here."
Creen nods and brushes his black hair behind his ear. "Of course, I would be delighted." He walks outside and covers his hand over his eyes.
The kid follows, fidgeting nervously with a necklace around his neck
Creen grins "What year are you? Better yet, what house are you? You don't look like you got one yet, you must be a first year then huh?"
He nods nervously. "yeah Im new here...."
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
The boy shrugs and continues to fidget with a necklace.
Creen raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
The kid looks at them with a small smile
"I can tell you're really nervous. I'll make it a little easier." He clears his throat "My name is Creen Havenrook. I am a 6th year for the house of Gryffindor!"
Sophia exits the train, having fallen asleep on the way there.
”Hello? Where do I go? I fell asleep on the train.”
Creen looks back and waves "Need help?" He askes
“Yeah.. I do. Are you a fellow student here?”
She looks at Creen and smiles
"Indeed I am!" He beams and waves a hand "Cmon."
She followed Creen and marvels at the area they are in. “What year are you? This is my first time here if you haven’t noticed and I’m amazed by all of this.”
Sophia exits the train, having fallen asleep on the way there.
”Hello? Where do I go? I fell asleep on the train.”
Creen looks back and waves "Need help?" He askes
“Yeah.. I do. Are you a fellow student here?”
She looks at Creen and smiles
"Indeed I am!" He beams and waves a hand "Cmon."
She followed Creen and marvels at the area they are in. “What year are you? This is my first time here if you haven’t noticed and I’m amazed by all of this.”
"My name is Creen Havenrook. Im a 6th year for Gryffindor" He grins.
The train soon stops at the station. It is a warm night as the students file out of the train. Yelling with happiness and pushing towards the carriages.
Creen looks out the windows and smiles "Here we are.." He stands up and cracks his neck.
A tall, skinny, blonde haired kid with glasses that have clear frames and bright blue eyes accidentally bumps into him. "S-sorry." he squeaks out
Creen chuckles "Its all good." He nods and smiles kindly.
The kid is about 5'10". "Do you know where I'm supposed to go? I'm n-new here."
Creen nods and brushes his black hair behind his ear. "Of course, I would be delighted." He walks outside and covers his hand over his eyes.
The kid follows, fidgeting nervously with a necklace around his neck
Creen grins "What year are you? Better yet, what house are you? You don't look like you got one yet, you must be a first year then huh?"
He nods nervously. "yeah Im new here...."
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
The boy shrugs and continues to fidget with a necklace.
Creen raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
The kid looks at them with a small smile
"I can tell you're really nervous. I'll make it a little easier." He clears his throat "My name is Creen Havenrook. I am a 6th year for the house of Gryffindor!"
"I-i'm Thomas Stargazer. I dunno what house im gonna be in."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thomas shrugs. "Im just following him." he says pointing at a sixth year
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Creen looks back and waves "Need help?" He askes
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The young man with the cat steps off the train, looking around confused, "Wow, this place is... big."
A kid wearing and hoodie and sweatpants walks off the train and follows the crowd
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
"Don't worry, you are going to do great," Creen says and nods.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
A tall boy with blonde hair and clear glasses nods. "I know right."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The boy shrugs and continues to fidget with a necklace.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Yeah.. I do. Are you a fellow student here?”
She looks at Creen and smiles
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
Creen raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(i'll make a better intro once I have some caffeine)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
"Indeed I am!" He beams and waves a hand "Cmon."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The kid looks at them with a small smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yeah, I didn't really think I'd get accepted in the first place" He says with a nervous laugh
"Whys that?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I can tell you're really nervous. I'll make it a little easier." He clears his throat "My name is Creen Havenrook. I am a 6th year for the house of Gryffindor!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She followed Creen and marvels at the area they are in. “What year are you? This is my first time here if you haven’t noticed and I’m amazed by all of this.”
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
"My name is Creen Havenrook. Im a 6th year for Gryffindor" He grins.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I-i'm Thomas Stargazer. I dunno what house im gonna be in."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I barely know any spells, I actually got my wand yesterday." He says, fidgeting with his hands
Thomas smiles. "Your a first year too?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.