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This blog is now an archive, and if you want to RP you’ll need to follow the new blog :)
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This blog is now an archive, and if you want to RP you’ll need to follow the new blog :)
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This blog is now an archive, and if you want to RP you'll need to follow the new blog :)
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Check this blog out, you know you want to.
In the mid 1960s, due to the increase of patients diagnosed with cancer, the Government funded a program to search for a cure. Some of the most brilliant scientists America had to offer worked in top secret to form what was known simply as ‘Serum 392’. However, instead of helping the victims by repairing cancerous cells and keeping them from dying something went horribly wrong. Instead the serum would rapidly kill off all living cells, mutating them, and then bring them back to life. The voluntary test subjects then began to show increased signs of aggression, violence, and a form of cannibalism.
Deciding that the project was too dangerous and a waste of time and resources the research and formula were locked away on the United States Government’s super computer. Eventually this system became outdated and the computer was locked away somewhere for safekeeping.
And then Y2K came along. The year 2000. They thought that all the computers would stop working in the new year, since none of the systems were programmed past the year 1999. By now Serum 392 was completely forgotten, so when the old computer was brought back out as a temporary fail-safe until everything could be brought back up.
And that’s when they discovered the “cure”. They figured with their new modern technology they could perfect the serum, make it work where others had failed. It didn’t. Years later, in June of 2012, the serum somehow got out. Nobody knows what happened exactly but people started popping up randomly in the US. They would go crazy and start attacking people, biting and eating them. Trying to contain it and cover it up the officials stated it was some new form of hallucinogenic drug hitting the streets.
But as hard as they tried it couldn’t be contained and by July it was out of control. By September it was all over the world.
ll open characters ll rules ll questions ll apply ll
[All biographies, names, ages, occupations and faceclaims are changeable if you take the role. Original characters are welcome. More bios to come]
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Guess what Guys. I'm moving blogs
Mostly because I refuse to delete any of my shit from here. so I changed this URL and made a new blog. Which I still need to edit, but I’ll be doing the ask blog thing and MAYBE once I feel it more I’ll do RP’s. She won’t be 17 though. I’m editing her story a bit. I will talk to anyone tho, so don’t feel afraid. >.>
anyways
this is Ginny
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Guess what Guys. I'm moving blogs
Mostly because I refuse to delete any of my shit from here. so I changed this URL and made a new blog. Which I still need to edit, but I’ll be doing the ask blog thing and MAYBE once I feel it more I’ll do RP’s. She won’t be 17 though. I’m editing her story a bit. I will talk to anyone tho, so don’t feel afraid. >.>
anyways
this is Ginny
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Do you watch supernatural >.> you should rp there xD
I'm giving everyone a one week deadline to unfollow this blog.
I plan on changing it. To what, Idk. But Harley and Killian will for sure be no more.
I’ll make a post every day until then to remind those who don’t see this.
So be warned.
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Guess what Guys. I'm moving blogs
Mostly because I refuse to delete any of my shit from here. so I changed this URL and made a new blog. Which I still need to edit, but I'll be doing the ask blog thing and MAYBE once I feel it more I'll do RP's. She won't be 17 though. I'm editing her story a bit. I will talk to anyone tho, so don't feel afraid. >.>
anyways
this is Ginny
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It had been a terrible day. The Carrows were in a particularly foul mood, and had been all week. It seemed as if students were merely rotating through their torture chambers, each taking their due turn and the D.A. had their hands full healing since it had been decreed Madame Pomfrey couldn’t treat wounds inflicted as punishment. Neville stumbled in and they’d rushed to his side, Dylan trying to staunch the blood flow and Cho applying a wound-cleaning potion. His face was slashed and swollen, his robes were ripped and his body bruised, and as he stumbled into a chair and they worked on him in silence, Ginny stood still and broken. Their eyes locked, and all she could think of in that moment was the night they’d danced until she felt her feet lifting off the ground, how she’d still felt as if she was spinning when she was lying in bed that night. She could remember feeling his skinny arms as they danced, before they were strong and sure. And his baby-smooth skin, their faces pressed together as they danced. With a guilty flash she thought of how much she had wanted the boy with the scarred face that night. Soon she would think I’m so sorry with his hands on her body, and he would kiss her neck through the sharp pain of the thought that he was a (poor) replacement for Harry. She’d tell him through tears that she loved him and always would, and he would wrap his arms around her and tell her they’d be okay. He would nurse her wounds. She’d kiss away his nightmares. But never again would he be the boy that asked her with eyes downcast to accompany him to the Yule Ball, and never again would she be the girl that hummed a song they’d waltzed to for a month afterward.
[ HOLD THE PHONE, themightyhawkeye just left Neville/Ginny fic in my ask!!! ]
#ginny x neville#themightyhawkeye#whhhhaaattttt#EVERYTHING I EVER COULD HAVE ASKED FOR#A SHOWER OF RAINBOWS AND CANDY FOR YOU#wow people are the best#submission#ninny#nevillexginny
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oh my god. look i am not the only Ninny shipper in the tags any more!
T H E S T E A D Y O F Y O U [ a neville/ginny fanmix ]
ONE; master & a hound by gregory alan isakov
where were you when i was still kind
TWO; bloom by paper kites
shall i write it in a letter? shall i try to get it down? oh, you fill my head with pieces of a song i can’t get out
oh, can i be close to you?
THREE; promise to me by mirah
there was a child who was born to be the one who comforts me who grew up strong and brave and holy, loves me rough and tenderly can it be understood the reasons why you belong to me?
i need the steady of you
FOUR; one step by mr. silla
i’ve been so lost without you i’ve been away too long and i’m calling out your name i’ve been staying the same too long
FIVE; new york by blind pilot
and dont keep me like you have me and dont kiss me like you don’t
so could you keep me in the pulses could you keep me in the sound
[ Z I P ] / password: wartime
#ginny x neville#project: fanmix#big old meh on the cover#but the bones of this mix have been in my itunes since fall
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OMG. GIMMEEEE
Neville The Sand Dollar
For Ginny.
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OOC
I am trying to set up a new blog for Ginny, because I want to start fresh, but I refuse to lose this one, and Tumblr won't send the damn verification email. It's a bitch. Waahh.
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