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Guess who's back? ;) If you don't know me, I'm Beth/Bethany/Dinosaur Lady whatever. Pick a name, I'll work with it. I'm best known for my character, Larissa Sedgwick. Right now, I don't know how long I'm back for (it's been like a couple of years or something since I was really active so might...

Gott Ist ein Popstar - Oomph! ^_^

Edmund wanted to check up on the time. Before entering the house, his eyes had scanned the pocket watch through the darkness, and it had seemed fairly early. Still, early was different for different people. If he wanted to avoid trouble, ideally he only had another half an hour to get this lad...

Edmund nodded. He had thought as much; a young man out to impress the girl he likes, seizes the opportunity to initiate a fight with the man she seemed most keen on. Of course, what this boy had failed to notice was the lack of, for the most part, interest on Edmund's behalf. He had smiled and...

The blow caught his lower lip, and Edmund instantly released the man's arms, holding a hand up to feel the wound on his face. In was nothing he hadn't felt before. Instantly, the girls had returned to coo over him. Which was all well and good, until he noticed the brunette slapping the young...

Edmund stood and listened to the muggle's words. Quite amusing, really. He finished the red wine of his glass, and set the empty glass down on the small corner table. Just in time, too, as the man lurched towards him with about as much grace as a walrus doing the waltz. Instinctively, Edmund...

Admittedly, muggle house parties were not Edmund's usual haunt, but nonetheless, as he had walked the quiet english street, he had heard the distant rumble of music, and it had reignited the flame of youth he had feared to have burnt out. Dressed in his normal dark clothing, Edmund had strayed...

Things have got worse at the same time as getting better. I know I have hardly been on, as of late, and I apologise for those RPs that I have not completed. I'm going to be organising a few things before I take a short* break from HNZ. Thank you to all of you who have taken the time to roleplay...

Edmund would not have believed it true, not after the way the previous night had gone, that the witch could be kissing him. Though he wasn't exactly going to stop her. Quite the opposite. He returned her kiss with great enthusiasm. Well, why not? He was still a young wizard, even if it were only...

If there was one way Edmund did not enjoy being woken up, it was being slapped by a stranger. It was, of course, not the hardest slap he had felt in his life, but it still startled him. So much so that he almost choked on the remedy as it sailed into his throat. His hangover began to drain away...

I'm not abandoning threads, don't get me wrong, but IRL issues arose unexpectedly a few days back. I can't really talk about it on here. But I'm sorry about making such late posts. On the longer threads, I may have to attempt to bring them to a close. I don't want to just drop threads, but I do...

Edmund, his head full of bubbles, could think of no better idea than the one the woman had suggested. And then, another thought struck him; maybe that's what she wants.. Maybe this was her plan all along? She was already leaning into him. But wasn't that simply because she was completely wasted...

Edmund shook his head. He definitely needed to keep an eye on her. Grabbing her book and bag and nodding to the waitress, he followed the woman as she stumbled to the stairs. Edmund caught up to her, slid the bag up one arm, and held the book in the other hand as he put his arm around the woman...

The game had begun, and Edmund wasted no time in downing his first drink. He intended to win this first one, but as a gentleman, it was really his duty to pay when possible. Although, he definitely got the vibe of independence and strong willpower, from this woman. Edmund watched as she started...

Edmund beamed as the woman he sat with, called him 'fräulein'. The way she downed her whiskey, only caused Edmund to smile further. It sounded like this woman had had a life of woe, or, at least, a few things troubling her that it would probably be best to avoid talking about. But now she had...

Edmund hardly registered the waitress' presence, far too busy on the hunt. He watched the woman opposite him as she ordered another drink, and continued to read. From the things she said, it was easy to assume that she had once attended the school he now taught at. Some men may have found such a...

Charms and history. Just a small sentence like this could speak miles about someone. To Edmund, it sounded as though she was the intelligent type which, if he went along with stereotypes, was certainly backed up by the fact she was reading a book. She was also not going to be the easiest of...

Edmund eyed the woman with a slight smile. She was still young, though he was not sure as to her exact age, and she didn't seem the type to willingly disappear to Edmund's room with him at the drop of a hat. This did not deter Edmund. If anything, it encouraged him to try harder. If she had some...

He rolled his deep brown eyes. Those dark eyes that focussed only on his chosen path, as he entered the building, found themselves straying as he passed a near-empty booth. One woman sat there, a book propped upon her knees. He looked to her eyes, a small smile forming. How focussed she was, how...