SURRENDER
How, how am I supposed to feel
When everything surrounding me
Is nothing but a fake disguise
I don't know,
I don't know where I belong
It's time for me to carry on
I'll say goodbye

I can't stop the rain from fallin'
I'm drownin' in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin'

So, tell me where I went wrong
I'm stuck inside a dream long gone
It's hard to reveal the truth
Your love,
Is nothing but a bitter taste
It's better if I walk away,
Away from you

I can't stop the rain from fallin'
Im drownin' in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin'

Can't Stop The Rain~~~By Cascada
Okay, peepos. Let’s just start be saying this: If you were not told of this RP personally be ME, you’d better skip ahead and check if there’s any free spaces; which, as the story progresses, may become… Available! If you were told about ‘Surrender’ by me, carry on luffs!

Setting: Somewhere in Scotland (the Eastern, less-Midge-side, preferebly!), lies a small Shack. It is based on Hogsmeade’s Shrieking Shack, and is owned by a long line of Lupins… Which, unfortunately, might mean that this particular line of descendants is soon due to fade out…


Anyhow, imagine a… Peaceful, quiet spot in a grassy, clearing in a maze of trees and strange, magical flowers and mossy rocks... And smack bang in the middle of this is… The shack. A small, wooden sign is lopsidedly nailed to a rotten plank of wood sticking up from the muddy ground. It reads, in scrawly, scratched letters that have been engraved into the wood:

Surrender
~ ~ ~
Does your soul bleed for someone to feel how you feel?
Does NO ONE understand?
Are you surrounded by friends,
But yet… Feel alone, somehow?
~ ~ ~
Welcome to Surrender…
Where somehow, magically;
All your problems will be solved…
And when you leave, Surrender will fade once again into nothingness…
Until you need it again.

Just beneath it, scratched messily into the plank, are these letters:

C<3W&W<3C

It’s time for you to enter the shack, amigos. But first, I’d like you to read what’s underneath what I’m typing and you’re reading now :

Ok, so, before we start I’d like you each to post that you’re ready, yeah? Then I’ll start in the, uhm, second person; is it? The one with ‘you step forward’ sort of thing. The rest of my posts will be She, He, It; etc. SO, you can either start by explaining your charrie’s current state of mind or whatever, when you say you’re ready; OR, you can post it in the first post or gradually like moi!

Alright, let's say it's been... 5 years since the Graduation of yourself from Hogwarts. You might've sorted yourself out, found a job; YOU decide. (Please mention your current age in one of your starting posts.)

I’ve no idea how they all got up to Scotland, but hey; use your imagination!

So, we have:

William Roslyn Thornton: LonelyLupin
Cressida Lupin: LonelyLupin
Robert Lupus Thornton: LonelyLupin
Selena Estella: LonelyLupin
Bunny/Bundle Shine Thornton: LonelyLupin

(Yes, I’ve got five charries, but hey, Will & Lupus are twins, Cress is my fantasy soulmate; and Selena’s a GHOST! EDIT: And Bunny's the Thorntons' sister... [Btw, this is after Will left in their second year, but it doesn't include my new charrie since I have not fully developed/introduced him/her yet!])

Arian Haf Morgan: DontCallMeNymphadora
Ryan Carter? (<<Would be cool! Could have her Troll hubby as well if you wished.)

Laylee: Keysquah
(If you want to be someone else too, just ask; but it’d have to be out of the Surrender house, only troubled peeps can see it! Perhaps they can go walking…)

Jackie: Madfish

(Same as Kyla!)

So, let's remember this: Only people with troubles can come to the Shack. Deep troubles that are related to another in the Shack. Will still hasn't fully resolved the trouble with Arian, and if Ryan is there, there's obviously the tension between her and Cress; and Cress and Arian might not 'get along' as hoped straight away... Well, Will never loved Ari 'cos of Cress, remember!

Now, let's not have a Hogenders here!

I'll start, and mention your charrie's past! If you want, when you post that you're ready, you could always post a bio about their current situation if you didn't want to explain it in role.

Let the fun begin!

Ps. I'll put your charrie name in the same colour you intend to post in, please tell me! (Sorry if I got the blues mixed up for you two: Kyla and Wendy!)

EDIT: Destina's here too!!! Colour

Will is 22 too! So are the rest... I think... 'Cept Selena... Hehe.

Will and Cress are engaged! AWWWWW!

Maaaaaadi! Where are youu?

I think, that if you wanna be another Charrie, PM me a bio and post here that you want to be so-and-so... Don't be someone called So-&-So though!

EDIT: In this RP, Chandan doesn't exist, 'cos not all our charries know him so well, and it'd be a bit strange. However, the next RP I'm planning has him in it.

ooc-Right, so we're FINALLY STARTING!!! Like I said, Madi, whenever you get a chance, feel free to pop in if you can. Now, my first post is sorta in the 'you walk' first person, but the rest of mine and yours should be in the normal RP-style. Okay-o! Oh, btw, you can RP your person BEFORE this post happens, DURING this post, or JUST AFTER it's finished. Please do not RP my person or disobey ANY rules mentioned in this first post, as your first post should conclude along the lines of this one. After that, kinda free sailing!

So, you're worried, right? Something is bothering you and you don't know how to solve it.

Ok. So one day you find yourself in Scotland. Perhaps it was chance, but there's this forest-type-wood-thing. It looks sorta magical, but a little... Daunting. Still, you venture in, perhaps cautiously, perhaps confidently, that inner sense of adventure taking over.

Soon, you spot a clearing through the tight, lush trees; and as you emerge you realise that there's a shack there, reminiscent of Hogsmeade's Shrieking Shack. Suddenly, you spot movement at the corner of your eye, and you turn, spotting a pale form, shining slightly by a small stream. She turns to face you, and you blink... And then suddenly there's a guy in place of the girl, staring cold and hard at you.

Probably spooked, you rush towards the shack and 'leap' in... And another strange sight occurs to you.

A girl, young and pretty who looks a little like this:

XX

Appears. You can't see exactly what she looks like, as she seems to change form every now and again.

Before you can do anything, she speaks in a sweet, soothing voice that could lull you to sleep...

"Welcome my dear, to Surrender. Obviously, you are troubled, but whether you choose to resolve this matter here or not is your decision. Please make your mind up within the span of the next five minutes, after which this haven will fade from your mind and you will be left with no memory of any events that occured here. Ask me what you will, but please don't dawdle--I have dusting to do."

It's time to make up your mind...

Laylee sat, watching her father and his new bride in disgust. She had taken the last month of of work for this? Laylee took a drink and looked at it with a mad expression. She looked over at her fathers glass, full of wine and she grabbed it. She had never drank alcohol before and didnt like it very much, but found this situation to be an exception.
Laylee stood up and walked off in the woods that were near the reception. She looked around at the country, angry with it as well. Why Scotland, you ask. Because Claudia was born here! Even her name was like vomit in her mouth.
Laylee took another sip of wine, letting it sting her throat. She was already felling quite unstable.
After a long bit of walking and the wine in her glass had disappeared she through it to the ground and collapsed. She looked up, her vision moving when she wasnt, and spotted something. It looked like a shack like hut not to far from her. She got up, regretably, and got closer. She noticed a girl who seemed to be shining, next to the stream. She rubbed her eyes, making sure she saw correctly, but then another form had appeared in pkace of the girl. A tall man was staring at her with a cold hard expression. Laylee found herself running towards the shack with as much speed as she could muster. She rushed in and breathed quickly leaning on her knees.
Suddenly she hears a soft voice, she looks to see who it is and she comes to find she cant tell if its one person, or three. She kept changing to different looks.
Laylee mentaly hit her head in exasperation; she was a metamorphagus. She had a few of those type of children in her class.
She said:
Laylee shook her head, trying to clear it. She began thinking of the possibilities. She could just stay here, and not have to worry about... Claudia.
Laylee thought about it for about 4 min. and they she looked up at the changing girl, still not really seeing her and nodded.
"Ill stay." She tried. Maybe great things would happen here! Maybe she would forget everything....

Ryan looked around. Her four year old daughter, Ava, was tugging on her jumper.

'Mummy?' Ava whined. 'I'm tired! Why are we here, anyway? Why isn't Daddy here?'. Ryan looked down at her little girl. Ava looked so much like both her mother and father.