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Victorians could hire 'professional mourners' to attend their loved one's funeral. These people would partake in the procession and were not allowed to speak, just look awfully sad! — Rune

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"The Prodigal Sister" for Ophelia Devine. Faked deaths, scandal, and schemes!
Kristoffer was going to be great at this, because he was great at everything. Also his memory was greater than everyone else's, because he bet no one else had ever lost their virginity somewhere exotic like Morocco. Hell, he bet no one else had even lost their virginity. Inexperienced losers.

Kristoffer Lestrange in Shining, Shimmering Splendour

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7 Deadly Sins

Complete seven threads, one where your character displays each of the Seven Deadly Sins — Pride, Lust, Sloth, Envy, Weath, Gluttony, and Greed. Each thread should be at least ten posts, with at least three being your own. Character accounts can be combined.


Out of Place
Monday, April 16th, 1888 — Podmore Zoological Gardens

Whatever it was, Atticus was very sure it was supposed to be tucked up safely in the wizards-only section of the zoo, far away from muggles just minding their own business. Instead, though, he was now facing down some sort of angry, glittery tortoise, much as he had faced down the bird-horse-thing in Diagon Alley. As had been the case before, he did not like this.

Given that it was a Monday afternoon, the Podmore Zoological Gardens were not exactly busy, and it appeared to Atticus that he was the only person at present on this particular pathway. He lived with witches and a young wizard, served magicfolk in his inn, and in general was quite fascinated by all things magical, but his was a scholar’s perspective, an arm’s length perspective.

Not a face-to-face perspective.

Hullo?” he called out, nerves evident in his tone but not in his face as he carefully took one step back from the beast, then another. Atticus was not too man to admit that he was frightened.

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The gardens were slow, but that didn't really bother Amelia too much. In fact, being an introvert, she very much liked when they were next to empty. That gave her time with the animals which she frankly needed to keep her sanity. She was just on her way to the lunch room, Penny trotting brisquely behind her when she heard the familiar sounds of claws snapping menacingly.

That stopped her dead in her tracks and she immediately spun 90 degrees and took off towards the sound. That could only mean one thing.

Bloody hell. Of course she would end up on the opposite side of where the beast's target was. Judging by the lack of a drawn wand, the man looked to be a muggle (he could have certainly been a wizard without a wand however, Amelia - being Amelia - jumped to worst case scenario).

"Oh dear." she muttered. The man looked to be unscathed, if not apprehensive. "Don't make any sudden movments," she warned, raising her voice slightly so the man could hear her.

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