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Okay everyone....just know that this post will be out of character and it's the direct thoughts out of my own head.
I don't blow up at people....I only have done it once to another RPG for too much visual issues that shouldn't be seen........
I am not angry at you all. I just want to know what's wrong.

The only people that have been ACTUALLY faithful to this roleplay are Sam (owner of Crystal/Lucius), owner of Emma Dobbs, Eric (James), Diana (Diana Hull), Traci (Harry Potter, Ron Weasley), owner of Tracey Davis, owner of Ryan S/Katie Bell, owner of Michael Langer, owner of Maddie Walker, and me (Susan/Cormac).

When I joined this RPG in April, I could list over 30 members that were a HELL lot more active than the bunch here! I could list them if you wanted me to, but I will go forever. People chatted on Chatzies, people plotted and sihpped.

And when the summer came, it became quiet....too quiet. Almost everyone vanished from the face of Earth, and being a member of 32489032 roleplays, I learned that they had moved on. They told me this RPG had died.

And I didn't want to admit it at all. I loved this roleplay. You all were awesome.....

But the time has come
For me to announce....
That once Susan/Cormac/Diana/James's plot has ended....
I may be like the others....
And leave just like they did.

I don't want to threaten you all....it would be too unfair to the group of you still faithful just as me, Traci, owner of Katie/Ryan, and owner of Emma.

But this roleplay is dying. Maybe it's because school has started and everyone is busy. Maybe it's because we have lives outside of the computer...

But so do I. So does Traci. So does Diana. So does Eric. So does the owner of Katie/Ryan. So does the owner of Emma. So does Emily. So does Sam. We all have things to do in our lives. Don't think that you're the only one being stressed out, because you need to see out of your own box and see that everyone else around you is the same.

I just needed to get that out there. I don't want to leave this RPG...I've been with it for almost half a year.

But the time has come to say good-bye...we all need to leave things.

I will most likely be leaving this roleplay around Christmastime...it will only depend on how things end up between me and Diana and Eric....I will leave it up to them to decide when I will resign.

I'm really sorry about this, and I don't want to offend anyone, especially Traci, Emily, (insert owner's name of Katie/Ryan), (insert owner's name of Emma), and Sam. I've been with all of you for too long to say good-bye...

I may stay behind. This is a tentative decision.

Please bring the REAL xxx_Hogwarts we used to know...not the fake one.

If you haven't learned anything in this comment at all, here are two things. One is don't back down from something you promised to be committed to. You signed a pact with Emily that you'd stay here, meaning that your promise will go to everyone else. Backing down after one small update doesn't work like that. It's a careless act. Second, don't ever put on a fake appearance. Everything has its own way, and the world doesn't have the exact same replica of something. xxx_Hogwarts is unique in its own way....it is a realistic roleplay. But now, we've put a mask over it and lied about it, piling more guilt for later.

That's all I needed to get out there.

I won't leave yet...I need to finish the plot for Diana and Eric and myself.

The leaving plan is only tentative.

But I wanted to tell you to bring the REAL xxx_Hogwarts back...and be committed.

A roleplay is for committed people. Not people who lie about it and back off one day later.

See you all around!

Sincerely, Lira

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((Another narrie..couldn't find a proper deviantart.com background for this one...this has made Soybean VERY pissed...::goes off to look for more cookies::

Anyways...this may not be in my tip-top shape writing. I'm currently writing two fanfictions, that are driving me NUTS..like seriously, driving me in a nutshell..jkjkjk! But I am also preparing for NaNoWriMo, which in the entire month of November, writers all across the world/nation will write endlessly and try to reach the goal of over 500,000 words in their entire story!!

So narratives are to control my writing until I begin nanowrimo! So thanks and enjoy!))

Cormac laid down on the said, placing his hand on a rock. He looked up at the blue sky, and watched as clouds began to form together.

Susan was smiling down from the sky, and as soon as he blinked, he realized he was only hallucinating.

He closed his eyes, and to his surprise, he fell asleep in the lazy sun.

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He was sitting in a barren prison cell as if it was in one of those ancient Romeo and Juliet movies that had real settings from real scary castles.

He was drinking water, and no matter how much he wanted to stop, he couldn't.

He realized he was looking through the eyes of someone; not being that person.

He heard footsteps in the distance, and he saw a shadow of a cloaked figure. The footsteps drew nearer, and soon, he was looking at a young, beautiful Susan. Her hair was tied back, and a white embroided clothe was over her hair. Her eyes were shimmering with happiness, but most likely hiding something behind it. Her cheeks were pale, and she was panting, as if she had been running through the night. She wore a light blue cotton dress, a white woolen shawl covering her shoulders. A necklace with a pearl charm hung around her neck, and a silver ring with a small diamond on it sat there.

"Suzanna, you're here," his figure whispered, and before he could say anything, two men approached from behind him.

"Brian," he only said, and Brian nodded, placing a comforting hand around Susan's waist.

"We have agreed to spare you," Brian continued. "We will set you free, and you will help me with my bookshop business."

"Is what he says true?" he asked to Susan, who nodded calmly, a confident smile on her face.

"Brian has promised me that he will set you free and will be our helping hand," she smiled, beaming up at Brian, who smiled back down at her and gently kissed the crown of her head.

Cormac wanted to kill him for doing that.

But was glad that Diana was in Susan's shoes, or he would've hurt Brian beyond words could explain.

The priest stepped forward and unlocked the door, and he bent down, slicing the rope around his wrists. When Cormac looked down, they had chaffed his wrists, dried blood pressed against the rope and almost trickling down the hand.

"Here," Susan offered, ripping a part of her kerchief in her pocket and wrapping it around his wrists. "That will help."

"Thank you," he smiled, and Brian nodded.

"We knew you were innocent all along, Will," Brian said, outstretching a hand to him. Cormac's figure shook it, and Susan smiled, leaning against Brian for support.

"When are you two to marry?" Cormac's figure asked.

"In a month," Susan said happily, and she looked up at Brian, who quietly kissed her on the lips for a second.

Before Cormac's figure could say anything, Cormac felt himself dropping back into the darkness....

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Cormac sat up immediately, opening his eyes angrily. He couldn't see anything. He was blinded with the picture of medieval Susan and Brian and the prison cell.

He had to get back there. He had to save her.

He was her only hope.

((Hi everyone!

I really apologize for not have logged onto this site in...::Counts:: AGES!

So here's a LONG narrie to make up for it!

Enjoy!

Sorry, once again!

~Lira))

Susan was standing on a stand. Her hair was blowing, following the wind. She was wearing a limp black dress, a black veil covering her hair. Her skin was pale and dirt-stained. Her mouth was set in a firm line, the corners turned up just a little bit.

But her eyes were distant.

Cormac was shouting "SUSAN!! SUSAN!! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!?"

But she couldn't hear her.

A man came up, a man named Brian that Cormac couldn't trust. He wrapped an arm around Susan's shoulder and managed to smile at her kindly. She only looked straight forward, as if she had never seen the encouraging smile.

She rested her head on his shoulder as they began to walk calmly across the stand. He turned, his back to the audience. And Cormac.

He talked to Susan feverishly. Somehow, no matter how the people around him couldn't hear, he could hear Susan's conversation.

"Suzanna, are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'm sure."

"This is your last chance, Suzanna. Please....we can reconcile-"

"I'm ready to die, Brian."

"Are you positive?"

"I won't turn back."

Cormac could hear the despair in both voices.

"Suzanna..."

"Brian, you hurt me beyond means," Susan said. "I trusted you. I bore you a boy. But it all comes down to this..."

Cormac was speechless. He never expected for Susan to have been married....to have a child....at such a young age.

"Suzanna, it's because you defended Ana...please, Suzanna..."

"Ana could have helped me know who I used to be. If I only knew, Brian, then I would've stayed with you..."

"Suzanna, Ana was an adultress..."

"She was never one. Neither was I. You could only swallow up these lies by the priest. Please, Brian...if you had only believed me..."

"The priest is guided by God..."

"Brian, please," Susan could only say gently, and Cormac could see tears trailing down Susan's cheeks. Brian nodded and wrapped his arms around Susan. Susan sobbed freely on his chest and Brian burried his face into her hair, crying freely. Susan shuddered with sobs, and he ran his hands behind her back.

"COME ON!! KILL HER ALREADY!!" a person shouted in the crowd, and they began to chant. But Susan and Brian wouldn't move.

Cormac was going to shout "STOP!" when they pulled away. Brian kissed Susan on her forehead, pressing a hand against her tear-stained cheek.

"I love you," Susan said bravely to Brian, who squeezed her hand back and repeated those same words. A man came up and handed Brian a black scarf secretly. Brian clutched it, his eyes looking angry and sad at the same time.

"HUSH! HUSH!" the towncried called, and the audienced silenced.

"Today, we are here to witness the death of Suzanna Bones, wife of Brian and mother of children Julianna and Kristofer.

Suzanna has been found guilty of adultery and witchcraft.

Suzanna, please kneel down."

Susan nodded, shakingly bending down onto the floor. She placed her hands together, as if she was praying.

Brian came up and removed the veil from her hair, wrapping the scarf around her eyes. He kissed her forehead one last time and backed off, his eyes refusing to leave Susan's bent figure.

A man dressed in black from head to toe came, clutching an ax. Cormac could only watch as Susan whispered a few prayers and the man raised his ax to swing....

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"NO!!! NO!!!!" Cormac shouted, twisting in his sleep. "NO!! SUSAN!! NO!!!"

"Cormac!! Wake up!" his mother's urgent voice came, shaking him. He sat up immediately and looked out the window, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"She's dead, Mom," Cormac could only say. "I swear, she's dead."

"Cormac, it was only a nightmare..."

"Mom, trust me," he said. "Dreams don't lie anymore."

((Another short narrie...about as short was James's was...I'm about to leave for swim team, so this is the best I can do....

You know the drill!))

"I swear!" Cormac said, stopping the boat. "It was right here! I remember because Susan's sleeve is still, there in the rocks. And she was down there earlier..."

"What do you mean?" James asked, peering down to see a ripped hem of Susan's skirt still there. "What did she try to do?"

"She wanted....to commit suicide," he said. "Because of Diana..because of everything that happened this summer..."

"Damn it, Cormac! Couldn't you stop her?!?" James asked, grasping Cormac's collar angrily.

"She's changing, James...you need to let her go...."

"Not until she's all right," he said, and he let go of Cormac roughly and continued to look for that lonely island, where a lighthouse stood. Where his girlfriend had tried to jump off the top of it and die, hoping that it would mend all the lines where hurt was stained.....

((OH! Cormac will be able to comment!! He is here sometimes!! However, Susan is completely in a diff time and place!!!! SO REMEMBER, COMMENTING SUSAN IN FIRST-PERSON WILL DO NO GOOD!))

((finishing off James and Diana's narrative!

Remember, Cormac & James & Diana are one story...Susan is on her own other story...it'll branch back though! NO worries!

Narrative...duh? You know the format!))

Cormac couldn't help worrying about Susan, but his thoughts were more on Diana.

Was she okay? Was she going to get more sick the longer he was away? Why didn't James stay behind and watch Diana? Or maybe it was because James felt as if he needed to go...

Cormac tried to sort his thoughts as he came to the main fireplace and looked behind him to see James tagging along behind him, shuffling his feet uneasily. He seemed just as lost in thought as Cormac was.

"Come on," Cormac said, and they stepped into the fireplace slowly. Cormac grasped a handful of green dust and looked at James.

"Where did you first meet Brian?" James asked, and Cormac thought back in time, where he caught Susan in Brian's arms, laughing. He knew he shouldn't tell that to James just not yet...

"Ireland....we'll go to my home and we'll look from there..." Cormac said, his words lingering, and James nodded.

"Ireland, then it is," James smiled, and they shouted, "IRELAND!" and they vanished as they threw down the green dust.

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"Cormac! CORMAC!" a voice cried, and Cormac looked up to see his mother...and worst of all, Susan's mother. They seemed worried to be there. Cormac crawled out of the small fireplace, and he helped James out.

"Goodness, what are you two doing here?" his mother asked, whacking the dust off both of their clothes as Susan's mom laughed.

"Where's Susan? And Diana?" Susan's mother asked.

"They're...they're at school," Cormac lied, and Susan's mother smiled and nodded.

"That's good," her mother said, a suspicious glint in her eyes. Cormac smiled convincngly and smiled. He turned to James, who was looking around the cottage with wonder.

"Oh yes," Cormac said, remembering his manners. "This is James."

"Oh!" Susan's mother said, smiling and outstretching her hand. "I've heard so much about you through Susan..."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," James said  back politely, and Cormac's mom outstretched her hand politely as well, James shaking it with his dusty hands.

"Mum, we need to borrow your boat," Cormac said, and before his mother could answer, Cormac and James were out the door and down the front stairs.