hp next generation RP

Blake: -make thunder clouds surround the first years-

 

-Makes it snow-

 

Mime: Answer me, What the hell is your damn problem. *Twitches*

 

Xyriah:
"Why do you bloody care?" Snarls.

 

Blake: so what's your characteristic of I may ask

 

Characteristic? -Hand bursts into flame-

 

Blake: your characteristics as in personality

 

Hmm... Unforgiving, bubbly, kinda shy, totally random and able to control the elements

 

Blake: easily distracted,bad sense of direction, I can be mean but I'm always nice and also able to use magic without my wand

 

Mime: I don't want to get rough, missy.. *Growls, nuzzling her roughly*

 

Xyriah:
Hisses, pulling away. "Do not touch me." Growls. "Don't you have some pretty lil nit to go out with? Run along."

 

I don't have a wand

 

Mime: *Pulling her back, pinning her against the wall* Who said I was actually going?

 

Blake: seems so-blows a strong wind sending the first year flying away-

 

-Chuckles and makes rain dance on my hand-

 

Xyriah:
"I thought I told yeh not to touch me." Hisses, pinching his side.

 

Blake: -pulls hair aside-I wonder if I'm the oldest son of him

 

I think you are -Hangs upside-down-

 

Blake: I wonder if more first year will come around here to cause them pain

 

Mime: *Biting his lip, pulls her closer by her waist*