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They are both great. Thanks Donna :hugs:

I would like <Emzies or anyone> to fill my request. Banner Request Form Character's Name: Robert Lock Banner Type: What ever you like *Banner Size: Nothing too big Celebrity you're using: Jake Gyllenhaal Images on banner: Anything from here, here, here or here *Background Image: N/A *House...

YAY. :D Have just text you the new password. Will change it now. :) Thanks Laura. :P

Rob is an escaped convict after assaulting his brother. (James Lock) He isn't the nicest of guys and I created him to spark some good story-lines for James. But I have now found myself with one to many characters and Rob is a character that I don't use very often. I don't particularly just want...

Rob managed to block the Langlock attempt with Protego but soon found himself dangled by his ankles. "Incendio!!!" He shouted, pointing his wand at his ankles, yes it hurt and burnt his ankles a little, but it meant that he was free. Rob felt his shoulders bang against the ground...hard. Rob...

That is one cool quote on that banner. 9/10. I Love It!!! It's just the writing is a little hard to read, but I suppose black would be the easiest colour to read on top of the pictures. But anyway Cool. Well Done, Good Banner. :)

Rob knew he was messing with the wrong guy here. He had dug himself into a whole, but little did Rob know that he was about to dig that hole even deeper. "Incase you didn't notice...I wasn't crying..." As Rob found this horribly behaving stranger infront of him, he was tempted to punch him. But...

"WAIT. What baby?" Rob snapped. He didn't have a clue what to do, she was gonna end up giving birth in her own living-room, with a toddler upstairs asleep, who was due to wake up soon. "Alright just urm...lie down on the sofa." Rob helped Cloe to the sofa and led her down. This wasn't the time...

Rob saw red when the guy spoke to him in that way. Rob took a deep-breath in as he tried to avoid starting a punch-up. But once again, Rob's mouth was getting the better of him. "Shut-up will you...I'll speak all I want thanks very much..." At the back of Rob's mind, he knew he was making a...

"Baby?" Rob said panicked, why hadn't he noticed that. Rob let go of Cloe.

Rob smiled back at her. "Good, we'll let him sleep for now though." Rob replied happily, he then kissed Cloe again, and again and again as his hand rested on her neck.

Bleak Street was a place where Rob Lock only came when he was angry. And boy was he angry. There was nothing in-particular that had happened that had made him angry. Rob was just an angry man, with a troubled life. He had wanted to get in touch with his brother, but he had refused, everyone...

I think I have someone. But if it doesn't work out I will be calling on you. :)

So I'm looking for someone who can be involved in a plot where Rob gets killed. (Assuming it gets approved.) Rob's no death-eater but isn't the nicest of people, but has been trying to sort out his life since coming out of a muggle prison. However, Rob does have a habit of getting himself into...

Rob laughed. "Good." He told her simply, Rob wasn't one for long conversations. "So I was thinking we could take Reece out for a bit later..." He suggested. Rob knew he wasn't Reece's dad, but if he was going to be with Cloe then the least he could do was be friends with her son.

Rob stopped the kiss when he got no reply. It had taken a lot for Rob to tell Cloe that, the least he wanted was a reply. "I Said...I Love You.....Alright?" He Repeated, this time being a little more firm as he held Cloe closely to him.

Rob looked at Cloe and smiled. "Sooo...I love you alright?" He said, feeling a little awkward having said those three important words.

Rob laughed as he lay back on the sofa then pulled Cloe on top of him. "I don't think you are..." He said. Rob wondered whether to tell Cloe he loved her, but he wasn't sure. That just wasn't Rob.

Rob smiled having kissed Cloe for a long time. "Now that was better." He said, pulling the duvet off of them, before picking Cloe up and running down stairs with her in his arms. Rob collapsed onto the sofa, placing Cloe on his lap, then softly kissed her lips. "Out of breath already?" He asked...

Rob kissed Cloe back. "Well it was good...but not quite good enough..." He joked. "I think there's still more work to be done..." He said happily, lying back onto the floor, so only his feet stuck out of the duvet, then pulled Cloe on top of him. He then kissed her. "As I said, there is still...