Cbox
Chat
Did you know?

Fern-hunting parties became popular, allowing young women to get outside in a seemingly innocuous pursuit with less rigid oversight and chaperoning than they saw in parlors and drawing rooms. They may have even had the occasional romantic meetup with a similarly fern-impassioned beau. — Bree


— Submit your own —
WANTED:

Bunny Devon for Anne Devon. My fair lady of the night
Separating was also not a great idea, though they weren't doing great at staying together anyway. If she were to volunteer to be the human sacrifice.. well... Hogsmeade had plenty of debutantes anyway...

Barnabas Skeeter in CYOA: Group D


— Nominate a quote —
Well-Traveled

Complete threads set in ten different forum locations. Threads must have at least ten posts, and three must be your own. Character accounts cannot be combined.

<
>

Welcome, Guest
You have to register before you can post on our site.

Username
  

Password
  





Search Forums

(Advanced Search)

Forum Statistics
» Members: 425
» Latest member: Taggart Renshaw
» Forum threads: 1,920
» Forum posts: 12,704

Full Statistics

Online Users
There are currently 84 online users.
» 2 Member(s) | 82 Guest(s)
Clifford Goyle, Ursula Black

Latest Threads
CYOA: Group C
Forum: Swallowbury District
Last Post: Theodoric Jameshill
7 hours ago
» Replies: 73
» Views: 1,383
CYOA: Group A
Forum: Podmore Zoological Gardens
Last Post: Questor Spryly
7 hours ago
» Replies: 67
» Views: 1,289
Brendan Jennings
Forum: Accepted
Last Post: Ursula Black
8 hours ago
» Replies: 1
» Views: 41
CYOA: Group E
Forum: Hawthorne Hollow
Last Post: Frederick Townsend
8 hours ago
» Replies: 60
» Views: 843
CYOA: Group B
Forum: Church of St. Fergus
Last Post: Declan Wood
8 hours ago
» Replies: 65
» Views: 1,103
Food, Rum, and Good Compa...
Forum: Pennyworth
Last Post: Emmeline Woodcroft
8 hours ago
» Replies: 83
» Views: 313
Who, Sir, are You?
Forum: Padmore Park
Last Post: Arabella Wood
9 hours ago
» Replies: 2
» Views: 29
All Wet
Forum: Salem Square
Last Post: Atticus Sharpe
Yesterday – 10:29 PM
» Replies: 5
» Views: 49
Handmaid's Tale FINALE YO
Forum: Charmers' Chit Chat
Last Post: Atticus Sharpe
Yesterday – 10:24 PM
» Replies: 2
» Views: 44
Finn's Networking
Forum: Networking
Last Post: Atticus Sharpe
Yesterday – 10:19 PM
» Replies: 23
» Views: 192

 
  Who, Sir, are You?
Posted by: Arabella Wood - 10 hours ago - Forum: Padmore Park - Replies (2)

July 17th, 1888 — Padmore Park

It was a lovely afternoon for a walk. Mabell was out with her friends so Nella had allowed her youngest to go with her, under the admonition that Mabell watch her sister. And naturally, once they were in the park, Mabell had ditched her sister and gone off under a tree with the girls of her stature and class. Who only knew what the girls were talking about, and Arabella didn't really care. She had time to spare and since her friends were still stuck outside the fog in London, Arabella was just wandering.

Stopping to smell a flower, Arabella knelt down and snapped it off the stem and then as she straightened upwards, tucked it into her hair just behind her ear. There were a few other people in the park besides her sister and her friends, but they were entirely uninteresting. Luckily for her, she had brought the would be forbidden book that Flora had sent her. She'd tucked it into her pocket as they left. There was just enough light under the large tree beside her that she could sit there and enjoy her book for a good long while.

She'd just settled in when a ghostly apparition floated in front of her, his feet trailing through the hem of her dress. "Um, excuse me?" she said timidly. "You uh, you just floated through me? Who do you think you are?"

Print this item

See Inside A Generic Wand Thread
Posted by: Gervaise Ollivander - Yesterday – 8:11 PM - Forum: Diagon Alley - No Replies

July 17th, 1888 — Ollivander’s Wands, London

“Try this one,” the wizard directed as he gingerly placed the wand in the youngster’s hand. “Just a light wave—nothing too assertive, now!”

The wave had begun a fortnight ago, and was set only to intensify as Hogwarts began owling out letters of invitation and enrolment to its incoming class of first years. The summer was always Gervaise’s busy time, and even with the fog, this year was proving to be no different.

Privately, he found the season rather irritating. He was an artisan, not a shop girl, and while seeing the right wand fall into the right hands never failed to give him a bit of a thrill, everything that surrounded that moment served only to take him away from his workshop.

He tried not to let it show.

Open to an incoming first year + entourage!

Print this item

Private She's With Me
Posted by: February Lynch - Yesterday – 5:41 PM - Forum: Bartonburg - No Replies

July 4th, 1888 - Lynch Family Home
Marlena Scamander
When my dreams are running out of road
And the world around me's turning cold
Anyone else would up and leave
But she's, yea she's with me

She's With Me - High Valley


Febs was exhausted, but there wasn't much she could do about it. Sleep was elusive and she couldn't tell anyone why, so she was a little extra miserable. She was snappy and cranky and everybody was generally avoiding her. It was obvious her mother was some kind of worried and Febby was just hoping everybody was chalking this up to her apparently late "rebellion".

Thank Merlin for Lena.

Her friend and roommate from school was thankfully actually in Hogsmeade with February where nobody else was. Of course, being an Unspeakable, Lena had a pass to get to and from the ministry for work-related matters and February was insanely jealous. The regret over not finding an occupation right out of school was hitting her harder and harder these days. At least Lena was willing to come and visit and keep her some kind of sane. Or a least be content to deal with Febby's horrific mood.

With dinner over and some time to themselves before Lena had to go, they found themselves in Febby's room, lounging and talking about nothing particular. "And just how is the Department of Mysteries treating you these days? Any leads on this fog?" It was a mystery alright, certainly they'd been looking into it? Febs asked from her perch on her bed, legs tucked beneath her and one hand absentmindedly running her fingertips over the handkerchief beneath her pillow nearby.

Print this item

  Archer Belby
Posted by: Archer Belby - Yesterday – 3:03 PM - Forum: Accepted - Replies (1)

In-Character
Full Name: Archer Flynn Belby
Nicknames: Archie
Birthdate: June 20, 1877
Current Age: 11 years
Occupation: Incoming First Year
Reputation: 6 His father is a werewolf, and his parents are divorced. He is also very shy.
Residence: London, England
Hogwarts House: TBD
Wand: TBD
Blood Status: Half
Social Class: Middle
Family:
Ephraim Cyrus Belby/Cyrus Westerman - Father [1852]
Eloise Belby — née - Mother [1854]
Aria Belby - Sister [1874]

Cygnus Belby - Grandfather [1818]
Antiope Belby née Westerman - Grandmother [1828]
Isaiah Belby - Uncle [1855]
Iris — née Belby - Aunt [1860]
Major Belby - Uncle [1864]
Begonia Belby - Aunt [1867]
Appearance: Archer has curious, dark green eyes and a mess of brown hair that he’s always carding his fingers through in thought. His shirts are often coming untucked, and his tie is generally askew from constant, anxious adjusting. Much to his mother’s dismay, his shirt sleeves are often blotted with ink. As far as colors go, he prefers earthy tones of brown and green. His pockets are always stuffed with items he has collected, bits of paper, and a book, if it will fit. He stands at a modest four foot four and is left handed.
History: Archie was born the second child to Ephraim and Eloise Belby in 1877. His sister Aria was born three years prior. His early years were pleasant. He was a typical, bubbly little boy. He always seemed to have something to say, and his questions were incessant. As a toddler, the family joked that the only sentences he knew were ‘Why?’ and ‘What’s that?’

However, in 1883, his father was bitten by a werewolf, and his family’s life was forever changed. Ephraim thought it best to divorce Eloise for everyone’s good, which only made his mother and sister resentful. Without proper adjustment skills, Archie grew quiet and drew in on himself, not wanting to make their lives difficult in any way. It seemed whenever he asked his usual questions, nobody wished to answer him or grew impatient, especially if it was about his father. The boy instead turned to books, and they’ve been his most loyal companion ever since.

While the rest of his family has written off his father, Archie still hopes to one day re-establish a relationship with him. Since nobody tends to talk about him, the boy does all the research he can on werewolves in books, articles, and by asking questions everywhere he goes. (And sneak reading the letters his sister receives.) He is of the opinion that it isn’t the fault of the person who was turned, and, therefore, he doesn’t understand why the world shuns them. In his research, he’s also stumbled upon information on vampires, ghosts, and more, all of which he is intensely interested in. Though, speaking of such doesn’t really gain him many friends, so he tries to keep it under wraps.

Archer’s first acts of magic came and went without any remark from his family as they occurred not long after the incident. He had a habit of making books float back to him after they had been banished to a shelf at bedtime. His family would say that he first displayed magic a year later when he prevented another child from falling out a window.

Now eleven, Archer is anxious to start attending Hogwarts. It's all he's been able to think about for months. He has tried his best not to grill his family members with incessant questions about it, but a few tend to slip out every now and again. He has taken to wandering about London lately and trying to engage others in conversation as practice. Sometimes, he's successful. Sometimes, he's not. How was he supposed to know that kid was just chatting him up in preparation to pick his pockets?

Personality: Archie has a good heart, and he cares immensely about others. (Sometimes, a little too much.) He tends to give people the benefit of the doubt and far too many chances, which often ends up in disappointment on his part. He always tries to do what he thinks is right, even if he doesn't always follow the rules or social mores by doing so. However, he is also incredibly shy, so he can't always make connections with others or express his thoughts the way he wants to. He's especially closed off to his family because he knows they probably wouldn't approve of his interests, and he fears that he'll become some sort of disappointment, too. He doesn't want to cause anyone else anymore grief, so he tries to be the easiest going child he can be. His unquenchable quest for knowledge is one of the few things he allows his shyness to take a backseat for. If he has a question, he'll often pursue it to the end of the world and back. While very intelligent, he isn't very street smart. He's incredibly excited about going to Hogwarts, both for the academics and for the chance to branch out from his family unit.
Other: He has a great singing voice. He tends to sing when he thinks he's alone, or when's he's trying to figure out something very complicated. Archer is athletic, yet he has little interest in it. If convinced, he'd likely excel at quidditch as a beater, but his heart wouldn't be in it. He loves gobstones. He's very messy and disorganized, but he always knows where everything is. Except for his socks.
Sample Roleplay Post:
Out-of-Character
Name: Finn
Age: 27
Contact: PM
Other Characters: Billie Farrow & Leo Lupin

Print this item

Private Sonic the Hedgehog
Posted by: Elijah Urquart - Yesterday – 1:53 PM - Forum: The Past - No Replies

April 7th, 1878 — Urquart House, London

Three year old Elijah Urquart was every nanny’s worst nightmare. With a hair trigger and lungs that could scream the house down, vexing the toddler was a real and ever-present danger, and so the two women tasked with minding him and his more cooperative infant brother picked their battles carefully, giving Elijah as much free rein as could be allowed without risking their jobs.

Presently, this saw the tiny terror in the library, jumping on one of the couches and giggling like a madman in the process.

Print this item

  Handmaid's Tale FINALE YO
Posted by: Maeve Connolly - Yesterday – 1:36 AM - Forum: Charmers' Chit Chat - Replies (2)

So spoilers. If you do not want spoilers, go away.

If you have not read the book, do so now.
If you have not watched the show, do so now.
I don't know how you'll do both at once, but you're awesome and can manage it.



I watched the S2 finale tonight.




HOLY HELL.

I have a lot of feelings. In no particular order:

  • Eden was what all daughters of Gilead should be, and they killed her.
  • And when the wives were like, mmmm, maybe this instead, the men were all, MMM, MAYBE I CUT OFF YOUR FINGER, K?
  • CLEARLY THIS IS ABOUT THE PATRIARCHY AND NOT ABOUT GOD ANYMORE.
  • OH MY GOD AUNT LYDIA I AM STILL SCREAMING
  • Like what did Joseph actually tell the police about that situation?
  • I want to know more about Crazy Mrs. Joseph.
  • Emily's new commander is the best where was he first season?
  • LIES RITA IS THE BEST.
  • All Marthas are wonderful.
  • I really like the ~vibe of normalcy that Gilead has reached. Like I know it's still not okay, but the fact that Rita called June Nick's "girlfriend", the handmaids all hanging out, etc. is proof of their resiliency and I love it.
  • Fuck you, Fred.
  • SHOOT HIM, NICK. JUST DO IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.
  • Omg Serena ily you underappreciated marvel.

SO THAT ENDING.

I understand why they had June stay. Nichole had someone safe to go with, Hannah is a thing, resistance is a thing, and moving your central character out of the country is generally not ideal for storytelling. HOWEVER, I do believe that it would have been much more powerful to have her leave, have her reunite with Luke and Moira, and have her realize she has to go back in to do what needs doing. It would have spoken to a deeper strength, as well as sort of echo those slaves that did so back in the day (and a lot of the "smuggling people" thing already speaks to the Underground Railroad, so that would have been an awesome parallel to create).

Also I know Rita will be happy just knowing the baby is safe, but I kind of thought it spat in the face of all the people who worked so hard to get her out of there.

Print this item

  Are You Okay?
Posted by: Abigail Langley - Yesterday – 12:46 AM - Forum: Irvingly Infirmary - No Replies

July 7th, 1888 — Irvingly infirmary

Two days. Two whole days that her brother had been laid up in the infirmary just down from where she lived with her family and Fletcher hadn't bothered to send an owl. Or a messenger. Or anything. He just laid there in the infirmary and said nothing. So when she'd finally heard about it, Abigail had dressed in her finest clothes, curled her hair to perfection and placed her most precious locket around her long elegant neck. And then she'd stormed out of the house without her shoes.

She'd made it about half a mile down the road before realizing that she'd bruised one heel and had given her an excuse to go to the infirmary to get it looked at. Still, she needed shoes lest she injure herself even more. So she'd gone home and gotten her softest shoes and slid them on her feet. And promptly returned to her journey to berate her brother.

Upon entering the building where Fletcher was laid up, Abi spoke softly to a nurse before limping to where he was. A light slap on the shoulder and then her grey eyes lit up with a righteous fire. "Fletcher Langley, you have been here for two whole days and haven't said a thing to your family. I had to hear from a friend that you were here. A friend, Fletcher, not you. Someone else. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Print this item

  Taggart Renshaw
Posted by: Taggart Renshaw - Yesterday – 12:29 AM - Forum: Abandoned - No Replies

In-Character
Full Name: Taggart Cameron Renshaw
Nicknames: Tag
Birthdate: September 14, 1872
Current Age: 16
Occupation: 5th year
Reputation: 8 due to his fanatical belief in the CMJ, as well as his parents being muggles and not even well-to-do muggles
Residence: Hogwarts
Hogwarts House: Slytherin
Wand: maple, 10 ½”, supple, unicorn hair
Blood Status: muggle born
Social Class: working class
Family:
Alphonse Renshaw b. 1842 stage coach operator
Roxie Renshaw nee Abbott b. 1843 laundress
Dora Mastin nee Renshaw b. 1862 dressmaker
Beryl Selfe nee Renshaw b. 1864 housewife
Izora Renshaw b. 1867 governess
Eloise Renshaw b. 1870 attending a private school in London
Edythe Rensaw b. 1870 attending a private school in London

Appearance: Tall-ish, Tag stands about 5 ft. 8 in. tall and is rather lanky in form. He has some muscles from working with his father on breaks, but they’re often hidden beneath his impeccable clothing he wears. He’s right handed, both with wand and writing. He’s kind of clumsy, though he does his best to hide it, hence the well-fitting clothing that covers any bumps or bruises he gets when he trips over thin air. Short cropped brown hair is a little longer on top, but it’s usually found well taken care of, groomed impeccably. He has a slightly larger nose than he’s pleased with, but he can’t change it so he’s kinda stuck with it.
History: Pre-birth: Alphonse and Roxie marry as an arranged marriage, and not for love. Theirs is one of convenience because Roxie is a closeted lesbian but believes that her duties as a wife supersede her happiness. Hence the five daughters and one son.
1872: Taggart is born in the middle of the night. Even though it was Roxie’s last and final birth, it was also her easiest. Tag was born in a matter of hours and there was almost no need for a midwife.
1874: Taggart gets sick and almost dies. This causes his older sisters to dote on him, giving him whatever he wants. Boy does he eat up that attention…
1878: Tag finds a puppy on the side of a side street in London. He begs his sisters to let him bring it home. Jeffrey becomes his stalwart companion until he dies four years later.
1882: When Jeffrey dies, Tag tries to dig a hole on his own to bury the dog in the park nearby. When a constable finds him digging, he gets into trouble. This is when Tag finds out he’s a wizard. He floats the constable’s baton away from where they were standing and then runs off.
1883: Tag spends the next year hiding his magic, while still trying to learn as much as possible. He wants to go to Hogwarts but he doesn’t want his family to know that he’s a wizard until they have to. It’s when he gets caught trying to sneak into Diagon Alley that he’s taken back to his family and they find out. Naturally they’re super shocked, but super pleased. For the next year they save up to get him what he needs for his school supplies as he is bound to go to Hogwarts.
1884-1888: Tag FINALLY gets to go to Hogwarts. He is immediately Sorted into Slytherin where he fits perfectly. He excels at his classes and even makes a few friends. Although Trixie is a Ravenclaw and Dolores is ______, they tend to mesh well. They’re very anti-Topaz and Holliday. It’s great. It was during this time at Hogwarts that Taggart becomes obsessed with the Church of Magical Jesus. As a muggleborn wizard, the fact that they believe they’re closest to godliness is utterly enthralling to Tag. He spends all his free time in church stuff and proselytizes with everyone he meets.
Personality: Snobby – fanatical – spoiled – opinionated
Other: He seriously considers the death of Jeffrey the hound dog to be the deciding moment in his life that altered everything in his life. Without Jeffrey dying, he wouldn’t be a wizard, he wouldn’t have found the CMJ and life would be so much different.
Out-of-Character
Name: Bubbles
Age: 30
Contact: PM or Discord (Bubbles #1432)
Other Characters: Arabella Wood, Abigail Langley
How did you hear about us?: Hawke

Print this item

  Ayyy!
Posted by: Elinor Goyle - July 16, 2018 – 1:48 PM - Forum: Post - No Replies


July 13th, 1888

Mrs. Skeeter,

I write to offer my most hearty congratulations on your Wizengamot appointment! I believe it speaks volumes of Minister Ross’ intellect and taste that he appointed someone with your experience and character, and I know you will do the job swimmingly.

(If I let something as foolish as a summer cold prevent me from congratulating you, I should be a terrible subordinate indeed, though I do write to you from bed).

E.G.

Print this item

  Mr. M. MacFusty
Posted by: Hamish Darrow - July 16, 2018 – 1:28 PM - Forum: Post - No Replies

Sent July 30th, 1888


NASTILY EXHAUSTING WIZARDING TESTS


Dear Mr. Edwards,

Below you will find the results of your Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests. Congratulations on completing your schooling, and good luck in your future endeavors.


Care of Magical CreaturesO
CharmsO
Defence Against the Dark ArtsA
Earth MagicP
PotionsE
TransfigurationE


Yours sincerely,

Professor Hamish Darrow

Print this item