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Welcome to Tallygarunga, an original roleplay set in the Harry Potter universe. Set in present-day Australia, tensions are high between the Ministry of Magic and the only Ministry-run wizarding school in the country. Become like the other snooty private schools? Not a chance.

Originally established in August 2006, Tallygarunga prides itself on an inclusive and active community. Once part of the Tally family, always part of the Tally family. Whether you're here for the first time, the thousandth time, or returning after a long time---welcome home.
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Tallygarunga
a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
October, 2019 :: Spring

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  1. Blooming Wonders

    Senan Connell
    Senan wished he could've been surprised this would happen, that everything wouldn't be so easily predictable in a certain way. Not that he could've known what would occur specifically but knowing that something could and most likely would had been as good as it in his mind. A somewhat small book held by his right arm which seemed to be bandaged and bound tightly with an errant finger carefully placed between a collection of pages and against the inner portion of the spine. The young man's silver-white eyes, however, had been directed elsewhere. Only a few meters away from him had been a massive plant with an otherworldly presence and illumination. The center of it wide opened forming a sac where it would seem some form of translucent, several leaves spawn from the edges of it drooping and hanging over in a hapless manner. Touching against the ground and tenderly bending along the surface of the grass. It even seemed to hold a low radiant hum, as if it were a living presence even unlike most magical plants found across the known and perhaps unknown parts of the world. Ordinarily one wouldn't pay too much attention to weird occurrences when it came to the magical world and its various tricks and sudden upheavals. This had been something entirely different and Senan had been well aware of it, that the plant that stared him in the face (So to speak) didn't belong in the realm of humans. No, it was one of the many unique blooms from one of the Fae realms. "Hrmph. . . Even here I can't even get a moment rest?" An expression of irritation warped into an obvious nature. This had only been one of the many badges of 'proof' that his Mother had wanted to share with him. First his own Home with Maxine and now the place where they were supposed to feel the most 'protected'. That had been on top of the fact that he -now- had a situation on his hand. He needed to dispose of the interloping plant, it didn't belong. It -shouldn't- be here, not with how invasive the plants of the Fae realm could get or what it could signify and mean if far more worse thought they could just plop some form of 'entryway' between there and here. Senan also couldn't pass up this particular plant, the nectar that pooled within the sac in abundance held useful properties with healing only being one of the many uses for it if he could synthesis something for it with what they held at the school. "She's just giggling with amusement while trying to make her point." He snorted and raised his bandaged arm up as if it were supposed to be the symbolic proof. That she could wound him, break him, and offer the means to patch it all up. At her whim and that he had merely been only there to take it and play the marionette, his mother was truly a 'Monster' in the terms of his people.
  2. Afternoon Soul

    Holly Bennett
    Music was playing as she wandered around the house. Holly didn’t often get free time, in fact, since she’d become a mother it was a rare thing. That was back when she was raising her daughter alone, juggling university and work on top of it. Life had changed so much in the past year that if she stopped and really examined it she’d be more amazed than she was at the present. After all, over a year ago she was a single mother and orphan trying to aim for her dream career whilst living in a flat that even rats refused to squat in. Now not only did Saffron have her Father actively in her life, she also had her own. She’d also discovered that she had a little sister, a sister that was around the same age as Saffron. She’d realized that she already had the career that she wanted and she had a house that rats would be happy to squat in. All that added with now that Saffron had more family Holly found herself with days where she didn’t have to watch every move of her precocious daughter. This is what had led to Holly playing music louder than she really should and dancing around bra-less and free. Her hair was un-brushed and sat around her face and shoulders in whatever way it damn well pleased and she danced around the living room, her wand making the vacuum suck up the last few crumbs on the carpet. Food was happily cooking in the oven and pillows were plumping themselves. So it wasn’t exactly the normal picture of freedom one would expect from a mid twenties witch who had a few days child free and off work, but, the house still needed to be clean. She’d spent the two days previously being much less house proud but since her child would be returning soon with her Father in tow it was a good idea to at least try and have a house that looked like the one single occupant hadn’t be a complete slob when left alone. A quick check of the clock ten minutes before had told Holly she had about thirty minutes more too dance around and clean before her hair would have to be brushed, her bra would have to be put on and so would some lower half clothes then food from her attempts at cooking could be put on the table and then the door would open and through it would come her Daughter and Jon. Something she was rather looking forward to, if she was completely honest.
  3. Who is most likely to...?

    Had a silly little idea, might as well go with it. Post a reply to the question above you pertaining to your own character roster, and then make a new one for others to follow! I'll start. Who is most likely to... fall asleep at work/during class?
  4. Depths of Right Now

    There had been many moments in her life when she had stopped and wondered why she did the things she did. She questioned her decisions; felt this was a natural process of things. Doubts were normal; questions were something that would eventually become answered. This moment, though, was not one she had never really assumed would arrive at her door. This moment when she questioned exactly why she had decided to follow the path of a Healer and then use those skills for something like the international wizarding police. This moment was being had at the front door of the building she now called home. Her hands out in front of her, her useless hands, hands of a healer that did not manage to heal. She used one of these useless hands to reach into her bag and get out her house keys. She could not stand outside the front door any longer, Jasper would no doubt already know she was back and the last thing she needed was too see him in the doorway. Isolda knew that if he did open the door she would fall into his arms and loose her side of their friendly war. A war she didn’t see the point of in that moment. Still she had to move onward and with this thought in her mind she wiped some of the seemingly endless tears off her cheeks and opened the front door. “I’m home.” She said, throwing her keys down on the table they used for keys and her bag to drop onto the floor as she headed for the kitchen. The kitchen was were the wine lived and right there and then she needed a large glass followed by a large bottle. Opening the fridge she pulled out one of the cheaper chilled whites and the largest wine glass she had. It was one of those glasses that held entire bottles of wine. Once the wine had made its escape from the bottle and settled in the glass, she left the now empty bottle on the counter. It wasn’t alone for long, as one that was done she pulled the band from her hair and threw it down. Now with loose hair and one incredibly large glass of wine she turned and headed back to the living room and curled up on the settee as tears still rolled down her cheeks.
  5. A spot of frog catching

    Kairi Taylor
    It might have seemed a bit odd to be outside while it was raining, but Kairi didn't care. It cleared his mind sometimes, and others, well he just liked the smell that came with this sort of weather. He was still trying to figure out what his parents expected him to do and what they meant by not drawing attention to himself. With a sigh, Kairi placed his hand into the pocket of his heavy winter coat and pulled out a jar. It was probably a bit of an off-handed thing for a fifteen-year-old to be looking for frogs, but he had always been interested in the little creatures. Plus, what was the harm in just catching them to look at them for a bit and then put them back? After making sure that his gloves were secure in his pocket, he pushed up his sleeves before getting absorbed in his task. If someone were to sneak up on him, it would be pretty unlikely that he would notice, because of his general focus on the matter at hand. "Whenever you are feeling lonely and afraid, the time will pass away on you, so many times you feel like losing to the pain, and you try to fade away..." Kairi hummed along to the song that played through his adapted mp3 player, which resided in an inner pocket of his coat where it was safe. Since the holidays he had been listening to all the songs that he had been missing for a while and he was just rediscovering his love for music the same way he was rediscovering his love for frogs.
  6. Anthony McDonald-Tipungwuti

    The arctic breeze was doing little to dim the spirits around the Blair house. Multiple piles of discarded furniture, tree limbs and other waste had been combined to make one enormous heap--and the weather had been kind enough to not rain it all into a soaking wet mess. Perfect for a bonfire. DJ was crawling now, which necessitated a Baby Cage. Thankfully, Caleb was quite happy to be in charge of the youngest ones, making sure that his younger brother never quite managed to climb over or pick through the lock to escape. A radio carried pregame entertainment from the night's football match, the sky was beginning to darken, it was all very... peaceful. Like they were a Real Proper Family that hung out on Saturday nights and didn't have problems like sadistic criminal stalkers, children coming back from the seeming dead, or any such nonsense. Adele was even making a few sandwiches, arranging a platter to pick from while they watched the flames. Terribly domestic. "Lauren, could you please---" Adele started, but the girl had already whisked herself out of the room. That hadn't changed. But did she expect it to? It was on par for a teenager. If Lorelei hadn't been invited, Adele was certain that Lauren would have refused to attend. All the girl had done thus far was talk about everything Alan was doing, and the horse that she was apparently in line for. Adele didn't quite have the heart to suggest that Alan would never give in on that, she didn't think it would help her relationship with Lauren at all. "You are wanting something, Mother?" Améa surfaced from another door, inexplicably happy herself. Adele knew, and fought down the urge to make a witty remark about Vladimir. Better not. Take advantage of her being so agreeable while she could. Adele nodded. "Can you take these out to Stuart, please? I've got to make a few more up, and I'll come out there myself." Améa paused, looked at the tray of sandwiches, and shook her head. "I can do finish this, you take," she said, pushing her way to the bench and moving Adele out of the way almost by force. Adele wasn't going to argue, if Améa wanted to make sandwiches that was fine. She didn't see Améa's half smirk as she walked out the door, stopping to pick up a fresh couple of beers on the way. One did not simply walk past the beer fridge without grabbing a new one. The pile was.. huge. Beyond huge. It was going to be a spectacular fire. "Oi," she called out to Stuart as she approached, sandwiches in one hand and beers raised high in the other. "Need a refill?" Didn't matter if he didn't, he was getting one. She put the sandwiches on the table, covering them with a cloth, and cracked both beers open. Not her usual, but it was bonfire night. What was bonfire night without beer? Others would arrive before the lighting of the fire, but for now it was... Adele looked around. Well. Just her and Stuart here. The kids were all inside. Adele felt her throat tighten just a little, a small shiver running down her arms. Lately there had been dreams. Borne of too many months without David, she was certain, but dreams all the same. A few faces had featured but one kept coming up. One face with a stupid annoying smirk and a knowing look in his eye. "Drink up. You don't want to be double-parked when Alan gets here," she warned, handing the beer over, and trying to shake away any clue she might be wearing as to how scenarios like this had played out in her lively imagination.
  7. Changes to adoptable system

    Cause I've always gotta change something about! The adoptables section (Wanted Characters & NPCs) has been adjusted to better showcase the characters we have on offer. It's now split into three sections: Tally's Most Wanted Plot & Job Opportunities NPCs & Other Character Inspiration The major change is in the split between Most Wanted and NPCs & Other. Most Wanted is a shorter list, with four active listings allowed per player, for adoptable characters that have firm plots and are available to be adopted by brand new members to the community. NPCs & Other is a list of all other adoptable characters (or just NPC listings) that may be more vague, or have restrictions on who may adopt them. Plot & Job Opportunities is a new section for staff to list character types and ideas that we would like to see active on the board. Eg. if we wanted a particular position filled at the school, or a character with a certain personality trait for plot reasons, we would list it here. Existing characters that can match the requirements are also encouraged to express their interest for opportunities in this section. New Fields in Wanted Characters & NPCs Two new fields have been added to the listing template. Plot Points: This is a text-entry section to list any solid plot ideas and inspiration you have for the character. What goals you would like your character to achieve with the listed character, how they might interact with others, all that sort of thing. This section is required for a character to be listed in the Most Wanted section. Wanted For: This is a member-entry field to list any characters that the requested character is likely to roleplay with. It's expected that for Most Wanted characters, any character listed in this section will also be mentioned in Plot Points. It provides a quick link for people browsing the listings to see the profiles of the characters they might be writing with, and get a better feel for what is being requested. What about our current listings? The existing listings are fine as they are, and all have been left in the NPCs & Other section. If you wish to edit them and add information to the two new fields, that would be awesome! If not, that is entirely your choice. You may nominate the four listings you would like to have moved to the Most Wanted section by posting below, once you have edited the listing to include Plot Points and Wanted For sections. More information To find out more about the Wanted Characters & NPCs database, we've got a handy new document here:
  8. Possession

    Ian Travers
    The world was upside down. With a recent important string of events, Ian found himself in solitude. Most (if not all) of the people he cared about had been running around like headless chickens trying to get various things done, some in questionable manners, and it left the so called 'relentlessly optimistic' boy in a conundrum. When he tried to help any of them out he'd be told off, and when he stayed on his lonesome, as he was that day, he felt like his existence was null and void. To not help someone out was to let himself think of the sin that was his life, and it tore a gaping wound into his already fragile state of mind. He needed an escape. Korrowi Creek. Ian was more of the urban sort, but his feet dragged him deep into the Murrigal Bushland right up until the running waters tearing through it. Removing his shoes and socks, he sat down by the shore and pulled his pants' legs up to his knees, folding the ends carefully each time. His legs were then dipped in the icy cold waters of the creek - while to many that would be a bad thing to do at that time of the year, his Dhampiric nature made it so he relished in cold temperatures and it took considerably more to make his limbs go numb and freeze. The simple action felt oddly energetic, if antithetical to his current mindset. How did something that appealed to his nature re-energized someone whom had no right to such a thing so much? He didn't understand it at all, but after the initial dip, he was tempted to dive into his own needs much further. It was wrong, and he shouldn't do that, yet temptation was truly a cruel mistress; he wound up retrieving the pendant perpetually hidden under his shirt, holding it in the palm of his right hand while balancing his weight on the cool grass below with his left one. It was the only possession he had of his late mother, the only thing he had to remember her (and any other family member) by. He had never allowed himself to grieve the woman, or his father, or even his own brother; but for a moment, just that one moment, he wished that pendant was a locket. He wished to have it so if he were to open it, he would see a picture of those whom were forced to leave him and his sister behind - just so that, during those brief glances that he would've given it, he could feel the illusion of an unbreakable bond with the bunch, as if they were right beside him. It was selfish, he realized. But, for as much as he didn't want to admit it, for as much as he didn't want to dwell on it and wanted to shove it down, it was there and there wasn't much he could do about it. He couldn't even visit their graves - there weren't any to begin with, their bodies having been lost in the borderline war zone and likely retrieved by the Ministry instead of being given a proper burial. Even if there were, it was probably a bad idea to have May Apparate him to their premises given the bloodshed they had left behind, and the fact that, as far as that specific Dhampir community was concerned, Ian didn't exist anymore. He closed his eyes and shook his head momentarily as his flawed mindset fought for supremacy, and, to an extent, won: he closed his palm around the pendant quite tightly for a few brief seconds before shoving it back where it had once been, and focusing his gaze on the running water instead, senses dulled to all that was happening around him. '...I was right, I need a distraction...'
  9. Blue is the colour of victory

    Colette Auclair
    Oh my! I heard the Sturts crushed the Spencers in their latest Quidditch match, part of the Spencer Quidditch Team ended up in the Hospital Wing, but that’s not all, they aren’t even mad at that, they seem to be delighted. Oh? You want to know the juicy details? Well, it seems that students from the Spencer House decided to accept their defeat and have coloured their skin Blue, can you imagine enjoying an adversary victory that much? They decided to congratulate their adversaries, preventing the Sturts win to go unnoticed, everyone knows about it by now. Unfortunately, not every Spencer seems to be selfless, but those that shower in the dorms and in the locker-rooms have their skin blue. I heard countless Spencers have been roaming the campus with their new colour. Some are fully coloured, some only partial, and some managed to escape the dreadful prank played upon them.
  10. Golden dust melody

    Maxine Williams
    Life had been so complicated that Max was having a hard time practicing her instrument. The soothing sound of the violin wasn’t heard in a weeks, maybe a month or more, and the quietness was making Max uneasy, she had to keep practicing or else thoughts of what she was going to do in the future would flood her mind, poking at her that she needed to find work, even if it was part-time, she couldn’t and wouldn’t be a burden to anyone, especially Senan. The boy had a lot in his mind, and she couldn’t do anything about it, she was powerless and whatever she tried to do ended back firing at her, she almost lost an eyebrow once. She walked into the musiciary, with her violin ready for some alone practice. The room was empty as she expected, only her, the violin and the melody that would leave the strings echoing in room would fill the room. Max began playing a few random notes, no specific known music, just a mix of notes from her own head, which didn’t sound too well on the first try, maybe altering the order, would make a more soft melody, and maybe she should do something different with the music, use a bit of magic to add something spectacular to it as well. Max started to play again, this time the notes that left the violin matched together and left in a string of golden dust, twirling around at the sound of the music Max was playing, along with a few small, yet energetic dance movements, making the golden string twirl around the redhead instead of random furniture and instruments in the classroom. Anyone that would enter the classroom in that moment could see the circus. The golden dust twirling, following the sound of a soft melody coming from the violin being played by the redhead.
  11. Alohomora - Button Update

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    Hey guys! Sora from Alohomora here (one of your sister sites). Our button got destroyed by tinypic, so here's a new one! <a href="http://alohomorax0.proboards.com/" style="width:88px;height:31px;" border=0 alt="ALOHOMORA" title="ALOHOMORA"><img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/477eef25daf2ac33b1df86c354aa801d/tumblr_pxq49qLXbt1r66yn1o1_100.jpg"></a>
  12. Hola

    Metanoia
    Hi. I'm Metanoia, aka Meta, Met, God's biggest mistake, MetaBoia, etc. I'm an adult human from the US, and I've been roleplaying for years but I'm not fantastic at it. I'm primarily a medieval fantasy and Pokemon rper, so please bear with me as I adjust to a slightly different setting 😬 Looking forward to magical hijinks with all you people.
  13. Flickering Lights

    Gwendoline Auclair
    "What the?" Confusion struck the bespectacled teenager that lazy Saturday afternoon, as she engaged in a video game whose rating far exceeded her age while keeping company to her older sister whom preoccupied herself with a book, as per usual. With the game paused, Gwendoline glanced down at her smartphone as it vibrated twice after the last message she sent out to the masses of QuillBook; one from that same sister, and another from a long lost friend. What bothered her was not whom had sent the messages, or their contents. Rather, it was what the messages lacked. "Hey." Shutting her smartphone's screen and carelessly tossing it aside, having it land face first on the couch of the younger girl's room, the geek turned to face Colette with bewilderment clearly etched on her face. The pair argued plenty - out in the public at least - but indoors, it was far less frequent; yet, for once, her sister's inaction bothered Gwendoline enough to try to start a confrontation behind closed doors nonetheless. "What's with the ignoring? Can't you shove that reputation of yours aside for just a minute?" The French words escaped out of sheer habit. QuillBook was a public forum - her sister had always been one to act a certain way in front of others, and so that was possibly what was going on. Yet, it bothered her greatly: it was still about a long lost friend of theirs after all.
  14. Oil Blue

    Jamie didn't understand what it was about Narragyambie that drew him in so much. Was it his family? Was it the quietness? The nature? The memories? Or perhaps an amalgamation of all of those things? His frequent complaint that he needed something to do with his free time from training manifested in the man visiting the small town in what he could picture his twin sister argue being an unhealthy amount of times. That particular Sunday, he had decided to visit his mother on her day off after requesting an Apparation trip from Shane, whom soon teleported back to Melbourne, leaving the Seeker on his own. His mother and other relatives weren't, however, the only people or general attractions to him in that area, as it turned out. Once sufficiently satisfied with the time he spent with his family members, the Quidditch star headed out for a walk through town - take the sights in, greet a few friends, perhaps even check out one of the myriad of houses for sale in the region, as he planned to move. His feet eventually led him to the main street of the town, Tallygarunga Road, and he walked down it at a leisure pace. Strangely, what caught his attention that afternoon hadn't been Zoom's Brooms; rather, it was a simple Muggle art supply shop standing at a corner. Drawn to the window with the various supplies visible, the former Bourke glanced over the various items, not understanding a thing. It was an odd feeling to realize that he didn't know that much about his sister's career path. He knew that she had the same issue, being a Squib, but at least she had tried to support him a few months ago by offering him new goggles. Perhaps it was time he gave her the same type of help. Though, he was faced with an issue - he didn't know what was what. Why were pencils graded differently? Why were there so many different types of paper? Why were there so many versions of a color that looked the exact same? What were those utensils he's never heard of? "...Now I know how she feels..." The man muttered in defeat as his eyes squinted at the various items. What should he buy for a cartoonist?
  15. Learn to pick your fights

    Jiwon Park
    Jiwon wore a pair of headphones to drown out the noise that came with the usual hubbub of mealtime. There wasn't anything playing, but it at least dimmed down some of the noise around him. He disliked all the noise that came with being surrounded by so many idiots. This would've been ten times worse if he had been drinking the night before and had a hangover, but he was completely sober for this stupid dinner. Jiwon just wasn't interested in entertaining any of this and wanted to go back to the quiet of his dorm room, since he wasn't allowed to go home when no one was there. The boy felt like he was on edge and anything could tip him over easily. Some people were back on his case about him being behind in classes again, but it wasn't even as though he wasn't trying. Some people were never happy. "Is there a reason why you need to borrow my language notes, again?" Jiwon felt the light tap on his shoulder and looked up as he pulled his headphones to the side. He didn't even bother to give Kairi any sort of greeting since he was basically just using him. Kairi entered the Great Hall and approached Jiwon with the notes that he had promised to give him. He lightly tapped him on the shoulder. It was an innocent gesture, but he knew that some people didn't enjoy being touched and he barely knew anything about the other guy, so couldn't tell if this had been a bad move or not. One thing was for sure, he didn't like the look that Jiwon gave him. Yeah, yeah, he didn't expect him to be all bright and smiley, Kairi had tutored enough people to realise that you couldn't be happy all the time. "Whatever, thanks." Jiwon seemed to mumble the words half-heartedly. Most normal people would probably have just left it there, especially since he hadn't been given any sort of explanation from the other boy, just a whatever. Obviously, Kairi should have noted that the headphone was meant to be a sign that he should probably go away, but he didn't. Of course, hewasn't known to be the best at reading social cues, but even he'd noticed how much Jiwon missed class and he couldn't just leave it without saying something out of concern. "You know, if you're sick again, then maybe you should see a doctor or something." He had noticed in the past couple of weeks that the other boy had been kind of peaky and that he hadn't been turning up for many of his classes, again. "If I wanted your advice, I'd have asked already, or I'd have gone to my brother. I just wanted your notes, not a lecture!" Jiwon pulled the headphones clean off his head and stood up, making Kairi feel rather small, especially since this all started because he had given the other boy advice that seemed to be common sense. He already knew all too well that hiding your illnesses could be made worse in the long run. Jiwon had had enough of people faking concern and offering up useless advice when he didn't need it. "It's only common sense that if you're sick that you would see someone that could help!" He blinked, admittedly he hadn't expected anyone to stand up to him, especially not someone as weak and spineless as Kairi Taylor-Hashimoto or whatever his god awful name was. Being new to the school, he would have thought that he would show some more respect to others, this wasn't the way to make friends and made Jiwon think that the other Sturt was a complete and utter idiot with no common sense. The smug look on his face drove him up the bloody wall, so he picked up a piece of pudding and threw it at Kairi just to shut him up. It was an easy task since he had one of those faces that he would like to punch, especially when you thought about the fact that he had the nerve to point out something that Jiwon was all too aware of, so he had to pay. He didn't even bat an eye when he dodged a punch from the dick head. Who would even try to do that? Only someone that knows what they did wrong and needed to be beaten to the ground. That had been what his bullies had told him the past, and he didn't know anything else. "You should have minded your own business, shouldn't you?!" Jiwon tried lashing out at Kairi as someone approached, but he didn't care about it at all. You could be sure that he would be complaining about this disgrace later on.
  16. 2019 Spencer Quidditch Team Roster

    CAPTAIN: MAIN TEAM Keeper: Brooke Outerbridge Chaser #1: Keaton Harper [INACTIVE] Chaser #2: Chaser #3: Beater #1: Beater #2: Seeker: Amber Cross SECOND STRINGS ???: Caleb Danvers [INACTIVE] [NOTE: You'll only be counted for the team upon character entry into the club. Yearly, there will be a purge so to remove inactive/graduated characters. Any inactive character in the main team can be replaced.]
  17. Trained and Ready

    At that point in time, Jamie wasn't quite sure if he was a Seeker or a Magizoologist in training, such had been his focus on his new undertaking. It showed just in how great a need he was for a hobby to begin with that he threw himself into studying animals head on for the sake of appeasing to a friend; perhaps he should have moved back into Narragyambie much sooner, or, perhaps he should be more open minded in terms of what to do with his free time. Regardless, after borrowing a pile of books from his adventuring companion, the man put in hours upon hours of studying until he felt confident enough that he could go out to the bush on his own without putting most of its residents in grave danger out of potential mistakes. Despite that reasoning, he wasn't too sure why he focused on that particular thing, of everything else he could have chosen. Was he trying to impress Robin? She had asked Jamie that very same question a few weeks before, even if in jest, but it stuck with him. Perhaps there was some truth to that. He didn't want to embarrass himself at the reserve over lackluster interactions with its many denizens; one could argue he was greatly veering towards insanity by tackling the dangerous bushland on his own instead for a test, but he had always been a bit of a daredevil. Deliberately staying away from Old Man Mackey's shack's general region, Jamie slowly progressed deeper and deeper into the bushland, sticking to trails just in case he got lost - it would be rather unfortunate if that were to happen to him as he couldn't just Apparate out of the area. He hoped he'd come across something interesting sometime soon: something that, hopefully wouldn't get him (or anybody else) killed.
  18. 2019 Tallygarunga Interschool Quidditch Team Roster

    COACH: CAPTAIN: Lisa Knotley - Sturt MAIN TEAM Keeper: Chaser #1: Lisa Knotley - Sturt Chaser #2: Keaton Harper - Spencer [INACTIVE] Chaser #3: Aspen Clarke - Bourke Beater #1: Rachel Ryan - Sturt Beater #2: Seeker: Amber Cross - Spencer SECOND STRINGS Seeker: Taylor Woods - Bourke [NOTE: You'll only be counted for the team upon character entry into the club. Yearly, there will be a purge so to remove inactive/graduated characters. Any inactive character in the main team can be replaced.]
  19. 2019 Sturt Quidditch Team Roster

    CAPTAIN: Lisa Knotley MAIN TEAM Keeper: Chaser #1: Lisa Knotley Chaser #2: Chaser #3: Beater #1: Rachel Ryan Beater #2: Seeker: Kyun Suho SECOND STRINGS N/A [NOTE: You'll only be counted for the team upon character entry into the club. Yearly, there will be a purge so to remove inactive/graduated characters. Any inactive character in the main team can be replaced.]
  20. Dueling Club - 2019 Roster

    STAFF Overseer/Teacher - Natasha Roberts SPENCER Captain: ??? Team: Caleb Danvers [INACTIVE] FLINDERS Captain: ??? Team: Ian Travers MJ Clarke BOURKE Captain: ??? Team: STURT Captain: Lisa Knotley Team: Colette Auclair Kairi Taylor Lisa Knotley [NOTE: There's a yearly purge of inactive/graduated students at the end of each school year. Shoot @Kirupachia DM if you want to have your character be the Captain of their team.]
  21. Killing Time

    Ashley Estrada
    It had been a particularly busy day in Charm-Me-Not. With the new school term in full swing, they were in season for the student clientele to hit the establishment in droves; exhaustion nagged at the former Sturt's body as she closed up shop for the day once Caroline had left to go home herself. Once again she was by her lonesome, and it was a feeling that left her somewhat uncomfortable. Jo was busy with an overnight shift in the local Auror station, meaning Ashley had the whole night by herself - something she was never too keen on. It fed into the idea of her walking home that night instead of just Apparating: it would postpone the fact she had to face off with the reality of a mostly boring evening by herself, even if just for a few minutes due to how close work was from her home. 'Maybe I should get a cat.' Wrapping her long coat around herself snugly, she sniffled with the biting chill hitting her face before slowly making her way along the crosswalk, low heels clicking against the pavement as she went. The streets were mostly empty - it was dinner time and most people would be indoors in that small town, the cold weather contributing to people's unwillingness to step outside. She wasn't entirely sure of how it happened, but instead of walking home, Ashley's legs brought her to The Drunken Roo. Standing outside with a puzzled look on her face once she realized the fact, she let out a sigh of defeat - she could use a drink. Stepping into the bar, she sat at the counter and ordered the usual. It wasn't like a beverage would hurt...
  22. Room to Breathe

    Chloe Stewart
    Chloe couldn't figure out why it was that her maternal grandparents had decided to make the trip down under in the middle of June, nowhere near any break period for either her parents, herself or her student, and demand that all give them attention. They had been over for a week, having arrived the previous Sunday; Chloe had managed to avoid them for most of that period with school, training and work as an excuse, but that Saturday, she had no choice - she was forced to put up with them as her mother begrudgingly ordered her to come home from Tallygarunga for the weekend. The Sturt considered herself to be very tolerant of others in general, but in her book, her grandparents were absolutely insufferable. Her mother had told stories before about how strict and career-obsessed they were, but even her words couldn't do them any justice. Whenever the family visited Kagoshima she always made sure to drag her sister out of the house and avoid them as much as possible, but now that they had gone to her hometown instead, it proved to be too great a task. She was doomed to have her ears incessantly filled with interrogations pertaining her future, why she hadn't found a good man yet, what sort of education she intended to pursue in Muggle school (now that she thought about it, it was perhaps for the best they had no idea what magic was), how her hobbies were unbecoming of a young woman like her, so on and so forth. Near the end of the afternoon, however, she hit her limit. As dinner was served, Chloe excused herself with the pretense of feeling unwell. She was allowed to retire to her bedroom. After a gentle pet to Frost's head and an uttered apology, the girl proceeded to put her plan to action. She shoved various pillows under the sheets of her bed, so if anyone were to come in, they'd think of her as asleep. She then put on a hoodie jacket for warmth during the upcoming warm night, shoved the few clothes she had brought along with her the previous day in a backpack along with her phone and wallet, and opened the window to greet the chilly night. The sun set early as the Winter approached, and she knew that she still had a couple hours to make it back to Tallygarunga on foot before she'd be considered to violate curfew. She believed it to be more than enough time for the trek, even if she took the long way around, and perhaps she could even grab something to eat on the way. She hoisted herself up and over the window, hanging cleanly with a hand while the other held onto the backpack's strap. Her gaze met Frost's as the feline reclined in its temporary bedding for a nap - there was no point in bringing the cat along when her sister was around to watch for it, but she couldn't help being concerned over the fact he could also jump off the window she was about to leave open. Coupled with the fact that the sudden cold air would alert the inhabitants of the house that something was off, she made up her mind about alerting Lexi regarding the fact that she left. However, she had to escape first. Looking down from the first floor window, she lowered herself as much as she possibly could to minimize the length of the fall. Firstly, she threw her bag a ways away for it to fall on the grass of the backyard, mentally hoping to Merlin her phone would be in working condition afterwards. The second one to fall would be her. With her feet lightly pressed against the side of the building, she pushed herself off of it to a free fall, tucking and rolling as her body reached ground level. The slickness of the grass from earlier rain stained her clothes, and she took notice as she stood back up on her feet, her hands haphazardly cleaning off as much as she could of the greenery now on her clothes. Once she deemed it sufficient, the Sturt reached for her fallen backpack to verify the state of her mobile device - finding it in working order, she sent a text message to her sister wherein she was honest about her intentions. It didn't take Chloe too long to spot said girl coming up to the window she had just jumped over, and waved at her as it was closed. Escape successful. She doubled back around the house to ensure she wasn't spotted through windows on accident by going along the side of the dining room; as she jumped the fence and reached the street, she let out a sigh in relief in the dead of night. At least, until the following day, she could rest easy...
  23. Tecri Plotbox

    Tecri
    Andrea "Andy" Riverpond 29 ♣ Wandless Magic Professor ♣ Pureblood witch ♣ (Profile link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Maxine "Max" Williams 17 ♫ Tally Student - Spencer house ♫ Muggleborn witch ♫ (Profile link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Olivia "Liv" Teagarden 25 ♦ School Nurse ♦ Half-Veela ♦ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Aspen Clarke 17 ♠ Tally Student - Bourke house ♠ Halfblood human ♠ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Isabella Mayfield 23 ♥ VMU Student ♥ 3rd generation halfbreed fae • Melbourne • (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Robin Melody Shaw 23 ♪ Photographer ♪ 3/4 fae ♪ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Josephine Estrada 27 ♪ Auror ♪ Dhampir ♪ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Lexi Stewart 15 ♪ Tally Student ♪ Spencer House ♪ Muggleborn Witch ♪ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Ezekiel 'Zeke' Hammond 19 ♪ VMU Student ♪ Half-breed veela ♪ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Colette Auclair 16 ♪ Tally Student ♪ Sturt House ♪ Half-breed veela ♪ (Profile Link) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Scarlett Mosley tba ♪ tba ♪ tba ♪ tba ♪ (tba) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Violet Woods tba ♪ tba ♪ tba ♪ tba ♪ (tba) About: ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Toni Powell tba ♪ tba ♪ tba ♪ tba ♪ (tba) About: I am always open to suggestions so feel free to post here or DM me.
  24. A Wild Haru Has Appeared

    haru
    Greetings, fellow hoo-mans. I'm Haru and I've loved writing and reading since forever! I am, disappointingly, your resident otaku student who watches way too much anime, reads too many shoujo manga, and binge watches NCT crack vids on the daily when she should be doing her homework because finals are coming up. The world of Harry Potter is one I fell in love with since I was a child, so I'm really glad I found this site. I like to consider myself a friendly person who's open to all and any plots, so please feel free to pop in for a chat or just to say hello ^v^
  25. The Bad Old Days

    Katherine Belmont
    Once again she was terribly early to pick Hazel up, so Kate had snuck herself away to a far corner of the Bilby Oval. Far enough that hopefully Alan wouldn't wander out here and catch her sneaking a cheeky cigarette. She only had the odd one now and then, especially now that Matt was back and everything was better---but being here, on Tally grounds. It brought back memories. A younger self up to no good at all. Those had been the days. She smoothed down her skirt and straightened her scarf. Kate always got looks when she came here, so obviously in the Penrose staff uniform. Her 'Headmistress' badge perfectly shined, and why was her daughter here?? they all wanted to know. Why didn't the snobby woman give her daughter a private education, if Penrose really was "all that". Lately Kate wasn't so sure that it was. Hazel was definitely happier in the Bilby program. The more she thought about it, the more Kate felt that the strict and perfectionist world of Penrose would never be a good fit for her chaotic daughter. How had that happened? How had she and Matt created this whirlwind of a creature? Kate loved her daughter, of course, but the wild spirit was so far from anything she and Matt were. It was refreshing and wonderful but also damn confusing. Kate sighed, looked around to be sure none of the Tally staff were in view, and lit up. Her father had requested an audience too, which was another whole thing. What to do about that? He wanted to meet Matt. He wanted to meet Hazel. She hadn't even told Hazel that she had grandparents, she and Matt had agreed on that from the start. She didn't need to know about John, about Pearl. She didn't need to know Margaret and Vince were alive. It was better that way, right? There was nothing good to be gained by going back to all of that. Besides, just thinking about the minor heart attack her father would have over her smoking on Tallygarunga grounds made her smile. Screw him. She'd do what she wanted.
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