Disenchanted

[SIZE="1"]Naww hello sis, long time no see :3 I .> The background didnt save to well under anything I tried and after spending so long on something that looks so incredibly smiple welll I didnt wanna change it. >.> [align="center"][url=http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e70/Illusion87/darkness.png] [COLOR="MediumTurquoise"][B]sanctuary[/B][/COLOR] [/url] [/align] blergh ohh and here is the background i tried to make out of Kw's to make things easy for the next person. [url=http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e70/Illusion87/background.png][background click][/url][/SIZE]

[COLOR="darkcyan"][SIZE="1"]A.J maintained a strong and stable lock on the space stations cargo bay as the team was transported inside. If there was one thing he sort of disliked about being a pilot it was missing out on all the fun and action on the ground. This wouldn?t have been the first time he had to stay aboard a ship and practically do nothing. Keeping an equal distance with a space station could be difficult at times but it was a total bore none the less. As he tapped various holographic dials and moved controls he found himself wishing for some hostile force to show up that would give him a bit of a challenge but he quickly took back the thought. When he was enlisted he would have given his right leg for a moment of peace while flying, [i] ?be careful what you wish for? [/i] his mind sang to him. [b]?yeah?yeah.?[/b] He whispered back out-loud to no one, quiet enough so that Kendra couldn't hear him. The space station suddenly took a rather massive but short turn towards the A.G, Alex?s brow furrowed momentarily as he had to swoop the ship a fair distance away from her to keep equal. He sighed out loud, for everything she was the AG was in a way almost too advanced. Pilots were still taught to fly under G forces for the experience, he preferred it?almost missed it in a way. At least now that Kendra and Brianna were on the bridge he wasn't completly alone. Cutting across his thoughts all of a sudden crimson and light blue lights began to flash all over his holographic display. A.J frowned, a rather rare sight to behold, and tapped a few dials before tilting his head questioningly to the side. [b]?That?s odd.?[/b] He announced probably a little too calmly. [B]?What?s odd??[/B] Kendra questioned but A.J didn?t answer. The strange readings were coming from the engines output which could be potentially dangerous for a lot of reasons, but none of which he wanted to think about. [b]?I?m getting some odd readings from the engines output.?[/b] he continued to stare at the screen trying to figure out what was going on. He saw Kendra in his peripheral vision also checking her systems for the readings. [B]?Is there something wrong??[/B] Brianna sang out from her communication console. Kendra turned and attempted to look as reassuring a possible. [B]?Probably nothing, were checking it out now.?[/B] Alex flashed a look in her direction slightly concerned. [B]?All right, I?ll go check it out.?[/B] She announced, getting up to leave. [I]?yeah well?be careful.? [/I]He wasn?t about to say that to he directly, but he couldn?t help thinking it. [B]?Sure thing, still maintaining an equal distance with the station.?[/B] He responded as Kendra left the bridge to go check on the engines. This was slightly worrying, the doors and now the engines. ?I wonder what else is going to start malfunctioning? he couldn?t help but thinking. Alex had a sudden urge to tell the commander and the rest of the team over on the space station to transport back right then and there so they could take off but that was out of the question.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[FONT="Times New Roman"][COLOR="darkcyan"]I'll be posting [objectve included] tomorrow/ now if i can get my throughts together, sorry for the wait guys. EDIT: Posted! fuah >.>; [/COLOR][/FONT]

[quote name='SunfallE'][COLOR="RoyalBlue"][FONT="Lucida Sans Unicode"]Those get me the most too. >_< I watched one about some sicko in Australia that would kidnap people, and the things he did to them? *shudder* [/FONT][/COLOR][/QUOTE] That would be Wolf Creek ^ ^, some crazy dude grabed a punch of backpackers in the middle of the desert if I recal. Spose your never coming to Australia then? [QUOTE]Originally Posted by Rachmaninoff The ones that get me the most are the movies based on a real psycho's story, it's a little hard to not get unnerved when you know that what you're seeing did at one time really happen to some poor soul. I'll admit that those do creep me out a little.[/QUOTE] Ohh they scare me to no end, for the reason you stated but I haven't seen that many to know if the writers exaggerate the details to make it seem more frighteneing or stick to actual facts about what happened. As for the general question, I have a friend who is more or less like you Avenged666fold, she is not scared by anything remotely related to horror, infact she just laughs. It just comes down to the fact, someone stated before, that shes watched so much of it, it doesn't bother her anymore. I do feel bothered by the fact that she can watch such graphic things as, people in pain and being tortured [I][based on real events or not] [/I]and just laugh at them.

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="darkcyan"]Please excuse me for not posting guys, I?ll work on typing up a post soon, I?ve been having issues. The story still hasn?t moved on far enough for me to post my objective, as I need you guys over at the space station to do what I need to, so for now I?ll just get in a short post about locking on to a position for you guys for transport over too, forgive me if I?m portraying my own character out of character, I haven?t RPed in a while. Thanks to everyone for giving Alex a bit more of a personality. :3 -posted, bleh my muse is so shot, hung, drawn and quartered. Hope that was ok, Someone tell me if my post needs changing. -dies-[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="darkcyan"][B]"I'll inform the Colonel that you needed to stay here."[/B] [B]?Sure thing.?[/B] Alex replied, not tuning around to face Kendra as she walked off the bridge. A broad smile was still firmly planted on Alex?s face as he turned away from Kendra and instinctively went about concentrating on maintaining an equal distance with the drifting space station. So far he couldn?t really find any faults with the ship or her crew with the added fact that Nakeisha was proving to be a rather nice source of amusement. This space station however was beginning to be a bit of a problem, it would take them months even with his ace flying and Kendra?s help to get back to a planet that was inhabited and he was pretty sure that their food reserves couldn?t last that long. ?oh well? he though, chuckling softly to himself, ?we could always eat Nakeisha or one of the Col.?s men?. He smiled at his stupid thought, apparently unconcerned with the seriousness of the situation as he pulled back on the controls trying to keep the ship at an equal distance. The task was proving to be a little tricky as the station was in a constant state of erratic drift, this coupled with the fact he had to stay at a healthy transportation distance. He went about working on getting a good lock on a suitable position for the team to transport over to. The stations control center or somewhere nearest too would be the best as that would provide them with the most information. Try as he might however the best he was getting at the moment was a reasonably strong lock on one of the stations cargo bays. Making a decision he decided to tilt the ?A.N? as he now liked to call her, a little closer. The lock he established on one of the cargo bays was now at full strength, he also had good locks on a large food storage area and a dormitory. In a proximal distance the cargo bay was the closest to the control center but not by much. Alex checked and re-checked his calculations and information as he began to whistle a song at least a thousand years old*. He opened up a comm-link with the Col. as soon as he finished doing what was needed. [I]?Col. I have a strong lock on a cargo bay at a reasonably good distance from the stations control center, I have locks on other areas but they aren?t as reliable. That?s our best bet, the space is clean and large, ready when you are to transport over. That?s if you don?t want to change positions.? [/I] Alex sat back in the pilots seat and sighed, he took one hand off the controls to scratch the back of is head. He didn't have a good feeling about this, and that usually meant trouble. * the song that Alex is whistling is life on mars by david bowie [/COLOR][/SIZE]

[size="1"]oooh err, -bites lip and shuffles- sorry guys. i've had rather a -insert swear word of your choice *here*- load of work to do and a few problems but yeah... Promise i'll get off my butt and post soon. ^ ^; don't like shoot me with a laser or anything. Edit: ooh i'll probably have to wait for things to move along abit before posting, o.0[/size]

[QUOTE]The event?s open to all OB members with absolutely nothing to do in the next, oh, 4 weeks.[/QUOTE] [SIZE="1"]count me in, gives me an excuse to procrastinate over uni work even more than I do now.[/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"]Chris sat in the stands surrounded by fellow Slytherins. The mood in the dungeons had been horrible, as one would expect after hearing that someone had died. Chris had known Drucilla as many others did and was terribly saddened by her passing; she had comforted a lot of other students when they found out being rather close to loss herself. At the sight of the Professors’ display though no one could contain their excitement over what they had just seen. A lot of people around her chattered over the appearance of Professor Conroy’s Basilisk than anything else, one of her friends positively beamed and poked Charis in the ribs squeaking over the serpent. Chris herself did not know what to make of it or of the spell that had just been displayed. Like a lot of people she began to wonder what her ‘guardian’ might be, Corvidae’s Ifrit was unlike anything she had seen before. On one hand she thought this display to be wonderful having only ever read about such a spell in book. Of course it didn’t instruct on how to perform it, everything it described had already been displayed. Charis mused that hers might be something bird like but she had never had one favorite animal as a child and liked many different ones however ones own favorite animal may not have anything to do with what ones guardian might be. Krystia leant over two girls just to catch Chris’ ear, Chris had sat a few seats down on purpose but that didn’t seem to stop her. [b]“Oh my god Charis, I’m so jealous! I wish I were in dueling club to test it out properly, I’m positive that my Guardian would also be a Basilisk. Just like Professor Conroy…”[/b] Chris simply nodded and smiled, Krystia adored everything about Conroy and frankly it was downright pathetic. ‘This is fantastic.’ She thought, finally deciding that what she was seeing as a good thing. Lizzy, a small but rather vocal girl to her left seemed positively repulsed at the site before her. [b]"What's wrong Liz?"[/b] Chris asked feeling slightly concerned. [b]"Can't you feel it Charis? what the Proffessors just did, its... not [i]right[/i] its not..."[/b] Liz seemed to retreat into herself. The girl had always professed to know alot about the spirit world and other places like it and Chris didn't doubt her, Liz achieved the top marks in divination. Liz's ramblings echoed in her mind as she watched the massive creatures and their masters.[/SIZE]

Lemme type up a quick reply before you move on. :3 won't be long.

[SIZE="1"]Okay! I am done. Please forgive me if the colours look horrible next to one another, i'm as brain dead as one can possibly be after hunting in mangroves for solider [sp?] crabs in mud alllll day long o __ o [/SIZE] [SIZE="1"]without out any further adue I give you[/SIZE] [URL="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e70/Illusion87/EXTERMINATEcopy-2.png"][SIZE="6"][FONT="Times New Roman"][COLOR="DeepSkyBlue"]exterminate ![/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/URL][SIZE="1"], first ever dalek to grace the worm to my knowledge, not a very compatable color scheme, >.> anyway! sorry if it doesn't match up [i]completly[/i], I tired, really did. Oh and hope its not too hard to follow on from, I try and make a point of giving the next person in line an easy thing to continue.[/SIZE] [spoiler][SIZE="1"]Sets a Dalek horde on Boo, Jigglyness and Retribution for all simultaneously reminding me that it was 'my turn' ; ) [/SIZE][/spoiler] [size="1"]* dies *[/size] [SIZE="1"]Edit: Thanks Sirius ^ ^, oh and I extended the ray, seeing as my sub hasn't been added yet :3 Edit 2: cause you just adore me so much boo :rolleyes:[/SIZE]

[size=1]Hope its ok that I mentioned that Slytherin house had the least number of students sorted into it and Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had the most respectively. Lemme know if anyone would like me to change it, I think Blayze mentioned something about Gryffindor getting a rather sizeable handful. -shrugs-[/size]

[FONT="Geneva"][SIZE="1"][B]?So Charis how was your summer? ?Well my family went to Russia, oh it was simply gorgeous?? [/B]Chris tried ever so hard not to curse her friend and almost felt like telling Krystia McGill to shove the looming account of her extravagant summer up her Acromantula burrow but thought better of it at the last second. Krystia always insisted on calling people by their first names and sometimes out right refused to use nicknames, a fact which annoyed Chris to no end. Sometimes she wandered why she hung around these girls which usually led to her concluding that life would be somehow much harder for her if she didn?t. Chris had known for a long time that up-right [i]apparently[/i] pureblood girls such as Krystia were no good for her state of mind, honestly why did she torture herself so? She tuned out completely as her ?friends? began to compare holiday stories and what they bought. Occasionally Chris was included but she stayed silent for the most part, daydreaming of Quidditch and learning new spells but mostly of Quidditch. She had always dreamed of playing for a team once she left Hogwarts much to her mother?s dismay. Quidditch or Auror, Auror or Quidditch, she had tossed between the two for as long as she could remember. Somehow Auror always came out on top but only just. As if somehow Chris had been given a gift from the beyond the Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade Station. ?Thanks for that? she smiled inwardly as she existed the train and walked towards a carrage. [CENTER]+++[/CENTER] [B]?So Chris, trying out again this year?? [/B]one of her more tolerable friends questioned as they walked though the castle towards the great hall. A pleasant enough girl, rather mousy with pitch black hair named Martha. Chris flashed her friend an almost scary grin and smiled. [B]?Course I am, hope things work out better this year though. I if were captain I would have done things rather differently last year.?[/B] He friend smiled and giggled rather softly. [B]?Oh Chris I bet you?d be the best captain the Slytherin Quidditch team had ever seen.?[/B] Chris smiled and nodded, she had always wondered why Martha had been sorted into Slytherin and not Hufflepuff where she appeared to belong at first glance. Little Miss Martha Smith was not all as innocent and pleasant as she seemed and Chris new that more than anyone. She let her friends enter through the massive double doors ahead of her she hung back slightly. Entering the hall Chris spotted a fellow sixth year, Alastor a Gryffindor but one of the better ones. She may have been a pleasant Slytherin but she knew not to mess with the strange boundary that seemed to separate Gryffindor and Slytherin students. He nodded to her and she smiled back. [B]"Been practicing over summer?" [/B]he whispered, Chris nodded and grinned. [B]"Yeah. I really hope we've got a decent captain this year, I have to get past the try-outs." [/B]She whispered back. He smiled and then moved away, smart boy. Chris didn?t mind Al he was trying to become an Auror like her and who knew, one day they may even end up working together. Charis broke away from the stream of students and headed towards her already seated friends at the Slytherin table, she hoped to Salazar that they had not seen her talking to Alastor. She sat down in between Martha and Krystia noticing the exceptional job that Professor Conroy had done with the decorations this year. [B]?Attention.? [/B]Spoke loudly, or rather shouted across the hall by the sorting hat made everyone fall silent. [B]?Oh! my cousin Harris is in first year this year; he simply [i]must[/i] be sorted into Slytherin!?[/B] Krystia whispered to Charis, she nodded in return as one of the small first years gave a meek wave in their direction Krystia smiled and waved back. As per Krystia?s demands her little cousin was indeed sorted into Slytherin with a surprisingly small number of other students. [i]?Perhaps we Slytherin?s are becoming a rare breed??[/i] she pondered as Gryffindor received the most students followed by Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. With the excitement of sorting over Headmistress McGonagall dismissed the students to their houses Chris and her group of friends headed immediately off towards the Slytherin Dungeons and the girls dorms. Charis found all of her things at the foot of her bed as per usual; she stacked her broom up, an ol?reliable firebolt, one of the first models in her closet with her green and sliver Slytherin Quidditch robes. Her friends filed in behind her heading for their beds and chatting. Chris began to unpack; the first thing she picked up off the top of her trunk was a photo of her mother. She smiled at the moving photograph; her mother was half hiding behind a sunhat laughing at Chris as she took the photo. It was her favorite of her mother how Chris liked to remember her before she became unwell. [I]?I wish you were still here?? [/I]her mind whispered before her thoughts were broken by a swift feather down pillow to the side of her head.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE="1"]//hope its ok i included your char sandy.// [B]“Have you got all of your books?”[/B] [B]“yes.”[/B] [B]“Quills and parchment?”[/B] [B]“yes…”[/B] [B]“I baked some small cup cakes last night and put them in your trunk for you when you get to Hogwarts if you…you know get hungry and want a late night snack...Did you remember to pack Owl treats for Sevvs?”[/B] [B]“Jackie its fine! Honestly its fine, I’ve got everything.” [/B]Chris snapped at her Aunty, Jackie wasn’t really her aunty; she had no relation to Chris whatsoever. Jackie had been looking after Charis since her mother died and tended to be a bit over protective at times, not to mention a tad hyperactive. Chris had rather short fuse where Jackie was concerned; she tried not to be too short with her but sometimes she just ate away at her nerves until she snapped and had to say something to her shut up. Jackie nodded and twisted the end of her jumper in response. The two women walked in silence towards the barrier of platform nine and three quarters. Chris turned towards her aunty and smiled sheepishly. [B]“Sorry for snapping. Promise ill write if I need anything.” [/B]Chris spoke smiling, breaking the awkward silence between them. [B]“I-its ok Charis dear. Have a wonderful time. Try not to frazzle yourself; you do know how I worry…”[/B] Jackie stammered, twisting her jumper again. [B]“I know, take it easy with work. See you.”[/B] Charis gave Jackie a big hug before grabbing hold of her trolley and getting ready to walk through the barrier. She steadied Sevvs cage, gave a wave and walked though the barrier. Chris sighed as she had to dodge a boy who had lost control of his trolley and went running after it. “First years…” she huffed. She hopped onto the train in no time, making a B-line, straight down the carriages to the Slytherin compartments. She passed a few that were already full; she wanted one that no one was in first off. Charis flicked her eyes to the left and caught site of a flash of red. She poked her head into the carriage to find Medea Weasily. [B]“Oh hi Medea, sorry to barge in. I’ll come back and talk to you later, after I’ve stowed my stuff.” [/B]Chris announced with a smile and was gone again in a flash of green, black and denim. Chris wasn’t wearing her school robes yet, just a black and green stripped hooded jumper with a pair of jeans, typical muggle clothes. Chris eventually found an empty carriage.bStowing her stuff and making sure that she had not lost something Charis sat down in her empty compartment with a sigh. Hopefully some of her sixth year friends would find her on the train before someone undesirable decided that they wanted to spend the long trip in her compartment. Remembering her statement to Medea, Chris walked back though the train to her compartment. Chris may have been three years older than Medea but they got on easily enough, Chris passed the cart with all the goodies on her way and decided that she needed to stock up on some chocolate and other goodies for the ride but she didn’t want to entirely ruin her appetite for the welcoming feast. Chris once again poked her head into Medea’s compartment with a smile. [B]“How were your holidays?”[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"] Ok. Well I errm launched the ship? ... ... let me know if you want anything changed BK and Sunfall and everyone else cause I winged it mostly. >.> -runs away to hide in shame and other things- First post In the underground thread woo! Umm yeah.[/SIZE]