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Monday, March 10th, 2008

fitz bradley

Fitzwilliam Thomas Bradley


Application: Trio Era, Sixth Year, Canonical
Game written for: [info]belligero @ gj.com
Eras available in: Trio, Postwarts
Status: Complete
Icons by: [info]musicaal

Journals: [info]fitzb @ gj.com


( Burning through the sky, 200 degrees, that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit. )
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Sunday, March 9th, 2008

rosalind bungs

Rosalind Antigone Bungs


Application: MWPP, Seventh Year, Canonical
Game written for: N/A
Eras available in: MWPP
Status: Complete
Icons by: [info]peacocks

Journals: NA


( Little darling, it's been a long, cold, lonely winter. Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I said, 'It's alright'. Little darling, the smiles returning to their faces. Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I said, 'It's alright'. )
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poppy bloxam

Poppy Beatrice-Bloxam Rivers


Application: Trio Era, Seventh Year, Canonical
Game written for: [info]quivive
Eras available in: Trio
Status: Complete
Icons by: [info]ludivine

Journals: [info]papaver @ gj.com


( And sometimes, at night I dream of the most terrible things: I take a hammer and I creep out of bed and I raise it high, and I smash your head. Fibular and tibular and ribs and cages, too. In fact, while I'm here, I'll smash the whole of you. )
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hermione granger

Hermione Jean Granger


Application: Trio Era, Seventh Year, Canonical (& Postwarts)
Game written for: [info]quivive
Eras available in: Trio, Postwarts, Future Generation, AU Non-Magic
Status: Complete

Journals: [info]canaries @ ij.com, [info]bushiest @ gj.com, [info]ohonestly @ gj.com, [info]grammatically @ gj.com, [info]canaries


( Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts? Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts. So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mass and to stop the muscle that makes us confess. And we are so fragile and our cracking bones make noise. We are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys. )
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