Hi. I'm Pipa.
I had the idea of a Hogwarts RP and I have everything noted down. I tried it in a different app but it died so i figured I'd move it to discord.
However I can hardly understand how to use discord so I was asking if anyone wanted to help + join the rp.
Intro
Welcome to 1996 Hogwarts. You have been invited to attend your first year. You are now 16 years old, therefore you must have received your Hogwarts letter. If you're one of our older students, welcome back.
PLOT
Things havent changed much. This year, a "crazed" madman is on the lose, someone who's killed 13 muggles and a wizard – as well as sold their own best friend to none other than Voldemort - a Wizard currently roaming Hogwarts' halls in the back of their D.A.D.A professor's head. Students have to rely on each other to learn to keep away from those scary looking, soul sucking ghosts.
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If we already know each other, I am quite aware this isn't any different to most rps I make, but I'm just genuinely so bored I needed to find something to do. The rules will be strict though, to avoid anyone getting upset. No triggering topics unless discussed with staff. I wish everyone to stay safe in this environment.
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Fanfic extract from 911 x mbav crossover
This brought him to the situation he was stuck in now.
A girl from his school wanted to use some old camera for their yearbook photo, which Ethan and Benny were against doing. Not like they could do anything about it, but still they could complain about it, right? Not the usual type of thing they had to deal with, but still pretty normal for them. Because all they’d asked for was to use their super rad avatars. Why would they want to use themselves as their yearbook photo.
“Hannah Price wants to use some lame old camera for the photos. She probably doesn’t even know she has to develop the old film. She’s probably still staring back at the camera right now, wondering why the screen isn’t working–”
Seeing Rory’s face made him pause as the two stood in the hall and his heart raced nervously, the grin on his face starting to fade.
“She’s standing right behind me now, isn’t she?”
He replied awkwardly, feeling his nerves go from 10 to 100. Still, he awkwardly looked behind him towards the girl in question, realizing that indeed, she was there. He had sort of been trash talking the girl with the red cardigan the entire time she was there, yet Rory had failed to tell him that, leaving the male stranded in this situation with a simple “later!”
“Hi-”
“Hi Ethan, I like your shirt!”
That had confused Ethan much more to no end because, one, why would someone compliment his shirt, and specifically, why was Hannah being nice to him after hearing Ethan just trash talk her seconds ago? Was she going to use some psychology thing to hurt him?
“Uh, thanks…i-it’s a small.”
“I’m so sorry about not liking your idea this morning,” Oh, “It was a really good one, maybe we can still find a way to use it?”
Ethan was shell shocked, because this wasn’t really what he expected from Hannah Price. Sure she was popular, quite well known among her peers, but he expected her to be a little snobbish about shooting his idea – well, their idea (as Benny and Rory had been in on it).
“R-really? W-what about your camera?"
"Y-yeah, about that. C-can I trust you?”
“I don’t know uh, I will find out.”
And with that, Ethan ran away from this situation much faster than he’d ever done before, because clearly, this had been the first time a girl had asked him such questions, and in the sense, he couldn’t tell what her intentions or thoughts were. Not to mention, why was she asking him that, when she had been so happy with the use of the camera?
Ethan had always found himself in awkward situations and sometimes ran away from them, or more often, really. So this was no surprise that while running from one situation, he’d ended up in an equally embarrassing situation.
Cliche situations were the most common for Ethan and he hated that. He’d had everything happen in the book to him, from being told off for gazing out of the window, to making a fool out of himself in front of someone of the opposite gender.
He hadn’t been counting on that happening twice within five minutes, because now he had stumbled backwards after colliding with another classmate, her books flying to the floor with the impact – because once again, Ethan was never one for being normal.
“Oh, no. I’m sorry!”
He frowned, kneeling down to pick up her books with urgency, because he had already made a fool of himself once, and doing so twice in the time span of less than ten minutes was probably an entry for the Guinness World Record book.
“Hey, no, that’s okay! If it’s any comfort, it’s usually me running into people.”
Ethan looked up as he passed over the books, trying to recognize the girl. He had seen her before, no doubt. Only, in return to her words, he could only awkwardly laugh, passing her the books – and just like that, he ran away from another insane situation, leaving behind the confused, brown haired classmate he’d just stumbled into.
So his first thoughts were finding Sarah, because she was a girl, and she knew what girls were like. She could help him, right?
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