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Rhian and Arthur[]

Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:24, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
He walked in, looking for Aeron. When he saw Rhian, he stopped, sort of glad she was there- She'd know where he was. "Hey! Rhian?" He asked, walking up to her. "Do you know where Aer--" He stopped as soon as he saw her tear-stained face- And his face only got graver. "...Rhian?"





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:29, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
"That's okay, we have to find Ma first anyways... Rhian, are you okay?"





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:35, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
"Oh, God..." He sighed. Really? At a time like this, Aeron had to make himself more miserable? "That idiot." He said, looking out the back door. "Rhian-- I... Aeron's really not in the right state of mind right now... Are... Are you okay?"





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:39, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
He nods understandingly. "Of course I will... And I could probably talk to him after a while? It's a whole thing. When Aeron's upset, he acts like an idiot and hurts himself emotionally, and when I'm upset..." He held up his bandaged hand "Well."





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:45, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
He sighs, shaking his head. "No... I prefer leaving it alone." He said. "Rhian he needs you." He adds. "And frankly, the rest of the family doesn't need him running around like a madman because he's an idiot and did this to himself..."





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:50, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
He frowns. It pissed him off a little. Why would Aeron do this? "Alright. Be careful it's getting dark..."





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:54, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
He matched the tiny smile with a half-smile. "Uh. One more thing." He said. "We don't all hate you... At this point I think it's just Blake who does- But to be fair, she hates everyone who isn't a Schmidt."





Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:58, October 12, 2015 (UTC)
As soon as she walks out, Arthur could be heard yelling. "LENA!". Probably planning on talking to Aeron with her.



Arthur & Maisie[]

Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 00:48, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
She looks somewhat exhausted, with Arthur at her side. She sets him down on the couch before plopping down on the other sofa. Despite looking tired, she's still glaring at him.


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:53, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
He was just starting to wake up. He blinked his eyes open, his hand moving to his stomach- which was killing him. He caughed slightly as well as he tried to speak, his voice hoarse. "W-why..." He paused for a cough, then looked around, his eyes landing on Maisie. "The hell did you do?"



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 00:55, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"Saved your life." she says, not smiling or anything, just glaring because of the hell he put her through. "The words you're looking for are 'thank you'."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 00:57, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
He stared at her for a few seconds, before trying to stand up, teh anger on his face very visible. "Actually, the words I'm looking for are how dare you?" He asked, looking over at her again. "It wasn't your right to save me. I didn't want to be saved."



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 00:59, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
She crosses her arms. "Tough luck." she says, "You're alive. I'm sorry if that's such an inconvenience."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 01:00, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"It really is an inconvenience." He said, his voice breaking. "Why couldn't you stay out of this?!"



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 01:10, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"Do you honestly need to ask that question?" she asks, trying to keep calm and not show just how much she was affected by this. "I'm sorry if I'm not a big fan of letting the people I care about die."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 01:15, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"Well how about when it's people I care about? My father? Ansel? My f***ing TWIN!" He yelled. "My TWIN, Mason!" He sat down again- Not near Maisie. He couldn't stand to be near her right now. He ran his hands through his hair, trying so hard not to cry. "I don't want to be here." He continued, a bit calmer.



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 01:17, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
Her heart breaks just a little bit. "Do you really think that your dad would've wanted you to die?" she asks quietly after things calm down. "Do you think that Ansel would've? Do you honestly think that Aeron wants you to join him?"


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 01:28, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"Who gives a shit what they want, Mason, they're dead." He says with a little poison in his voice. "I should be dead."



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 01:36, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"No, you shouldn't." she says. There's a tone of finality to her voice to show that no, he's not going to fight her on this. "You're alive. You're going to get through this."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 01:39, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"I don't want to." He says. "Why couldn't you just stay out of it. Why would you come here anyways, it's just Lena and I. Why aren't you with Edmund. Just leave me alone." He said standing up, finally, and starting to leave, walking towards the stairs.



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 01:42, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
She stands up, catching up with him. She manages to get in front of him, blocking his path. "I'm not leaving you alone. Figuratively and literally. God, didn't it ever occur to you that maybe Edmund isn't the only Schmidt I care about?" she says.


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 01:44, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"Well maybe he should be." He said, pushing past her roughly, a hand still on his stomach.



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 01:52, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
It wouldn't have hurt so much if it weren't for the splinch wound on her shoulder. "Ow," she mumbles, but still doesn't want to give up. "I'm sorry if it's selfish of me that I don't want you to die." she says, quietly "I'm sorry that all this death had to happen in your family. I'm sorry if you think that you don't deserve to live but you do, okay?" Her voice cracks. "I don't want you to die."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 02:01, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
He stopped. His heart dropped, and he sighed. As if his heart wasn't already hurt enough... Seeing Maisie like this... He stepped back down, hanging his head. "Maisie, I-..." He blinked back some tears. "I'm sorry..." He said, shaking his head. "I just... I love you.... But I loved my father, Aeron, and Ansel, too..."



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 02:05, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"And they loved you." she says, "And I know they're dead but it still matters what they would want, and they would want you to stay alive and get through this."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 02:08, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
He slowly nods. "I'm sorry." He said again, shaking his head. "I'm so dumb... I should have thought about how you would feel, or... Sadie... or Edmund..."



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 02:26, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"You're forgiven." she mumbles, "And you're not dumb, you were sad. I get it. Just... try not to die, okay? I want you alive for as long as possible."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 02:28, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"Why?" He asked, forcing a chuckle. He half-wished she'd say she loves him... That she wishes he knew about how much she cared for him. But that was a longshot, she'd probably just say something like she cares about him... Or it would hurt for him to leave...



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 02:37, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
She tiptoes to press her lips lightly to his for just a second. "You know why." she says, letting herself smile slightly for just a second. "You should rest."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 02:41, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
He was surprised-- And figured that was good enough for him. He allowed himself to smile for just a moment, before nodding. He hesitated, though, and decided to hell with it, he was already in a dark place... So he pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers- But keeping them on for a few moments longer than she did.



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 02:54, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
She's pleasantly surprised but she ends the kiss reluctantly anyway. "As nice as it is to kiss you, I'm not making out with you while you're vulnerable and obviously need some rest." she says, licking her lips after. "After everything that's happened, you should maybe sleep or lie down, or something."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 02:57, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
He sighed. "Right...." He said, pulling back. "...Thank you, Maisie."



Maisie 2
Mason Blue - popstar • metamorphmagus
- "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."
Message Me - 03:02, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
"There's that thank you," she mutters, teasingly. "Finally. You're welcome."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 03:05, October 30, 2015 (UTC)
Arthur forces another smile. "And don't worry.... I'll be fine." He adds, moving to go up the stairs.



Blake and Anyone[]

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Audilake[]

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Audi Evans - slytherin, fifth year ✘ chaser and captain
- “In the end we are moved by senses, guided by the faults of others, illusory currents.”
Message Me - 15:46, July 12, 2016 (UTC)
A concerned Audi showed up in front of the house in the mid-afternoon having raided every treat she could find in her house, and then brought what she thought was missing. One hand holding the bag and the other knocking on the door, she tried to flatten the kinds of concern that were coming to her head.

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Audi Evans - slytherin, fifth year ✘ chaser and captain
- “In the end we are moved by senses, guided by the faults of others, illusory currents.”
Message Me - 17:27, July 12, 2016 (UTC)
"Heya," she replies with a smile, hugging Blake with her free hand. "You didn't sound too good in your last owl so I figured I should drop in and bring snacks."

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Rhian and Blake[]

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Blake[]

Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 22:47, July 5, 2017 (UTC)

She's standing in front of the infamous Schmidt house, tears welled up in her eyes. She's here to do one thing and one thing only - pull herself out of this endless torment. Being here, in the front yard... it brought a lot of memories. She remembered hating this house, from the bottom of her heart. She really hadn't wanted to be here, in England. Maybe if she'd tried harder... if she'd not let them come here, these deaths and disappearances wouldn't have happened. She'd have be able to have her family still. Have Audi. Though at the same time... this house held a lot of fond memories, she couldn't deny it. From playing quidditch with her brothers, to sunbathing with Lena and Sadie to doing nothing and everything with her parents. These memories flood her mind, and she takes a deep breath, trying to clear them. The only thing keeping her tears at bay, is the fact that she'll be joining her dead relatives... soon. With steeled nerves, Blake approaches the front door and unlocks it, to enter her childhood home.


Arthur and Blake[]

Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 15:37, July 6, 2017 (UTC)
Arthur wasn't totally sure why he was here. He had sworn off England since his mother died. Still, here he was, a strange something pulling him here. Art ran his hand through his hair, expecting the place to be empty.



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 15:39, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

She's there, sitting in the couch, eyes red-rimmed and her clothes hanging loosely from her body. She looks fragile there, easily broken. Which, to be fair, isn't very far from the truth, but she's found it in her to be strong enough to clean up the main house to a point where it's at least liveable. It's what she was doing all day, and now she was sitting in the couch, staring at the wall emptily. What's the next sitep now?


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 15:46, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
As soon as he walked in, he saw Blake. Admittedly, no he definitely wasn't expecting that. Still, he didn't say her name in surprise or anything, he just walked over and sat down next to her. "The house looks good."



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 15:48, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

She has a heart attack. There's just no other way to put it, with how loudly she shrieks and how high she jumps. Her heart rate spikes wildly, and she looks to her side, beyond surprised to see Arthur. "What the fuck," she gapes. First Ansel, now Arthur? What the hell? "What are you doing here?"


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 15:58, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
As she jumps 20 feet in the air, Arthur just bursts out laughing. "Relax! Im not dead!" Jokes. The one way Arthur could ever make anything better. "I'm not so sure. Sudden urge, I guess?"



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 16:01, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

She stares at him, because that joke came too soon. For fuck's sake, she's just seen her dead brother not twenty-four hours before. And yet - here was Arthur, smiling, laughing, like everything was okay. She's... she'd missed this. "Oh my Gott," she whispers, lunging herself at him, arms wrapping tightly around his body.


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 16:05, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
He seems a bit surprised, but he doesn't say anything, he just hugs back tightly. "You've grown a lot." He admits.



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 16:07, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

She laughs through her tears, squeezing her eyes shut and just hugging him as closely and tightly as she can. She's a little taken aback at how he's not mentioned how bony she is, but personally, Blake is grateful. She doesn't want to deal with any of that, not right now. "I'm glad you're here," she whispers, into his neck.


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 16:13, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
"What's wrong?" He finally asks. "Why am I here? It seems like some magical thing. So what happened?"



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 16:14, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

...her peace apparently lasted long enough. Blake sighs, long and heavy, and pulls away from the comfort of her brother's arms. "I almost died. At my own hand."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 16:21, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
Arthur couldn't make a joke now. He stared at her. "Shit, Blake. Why?'



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 16:28, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

She shrugs, a feeling of unease at the pit of her stomach. "I'm just not good enough. I never have been. Otherwise, why did everyone leave? You left, Edmund left, Boyce left, Aeron died, came back and left again. Ansel died. Mutter offed herself. It's just - I'm not good enough to make anyone stick around. Even my own son was taken from me - by grandmother. So I thought - why else should I be here?"


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 16:31, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
Art visibly winces at the memories. "I left England because otherwise I would have gone in a more permanent fashion and... I would have offered you to come, but I didn't think you'd want to. England isn't good for me. Besides, what about Audi?"



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 16:39, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

"I left her at the altar," she shifts uncomfortably, avoiding her brother's gaze at all costs. "And when I came back, better and not scared anymore, it was too late. She'd left me. Like everyone else."


Arthur2
Arthur Schmidt - Tutshill Tornadoes Manager • A Schmidt Twin
- That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Message Me - 16:45, July 6, 2017 (UTC)~
"You should have sent me an owl!" He answers, obviously upset with her. "You're never alone. You're my baby sister."



Adrianne
Blake Schmidt - Holyhead Harpies' Co-Manager

-We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Message Me – 16:48, July 6, 2017 (UTC)

"I didn't think you'd answer it," she admits. "I just thought you'd forgotten about me, over time. It seems everyone has."


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