╳ NOBODY'S SON ;;

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john murphy in every episode (sort of): 1x12 we are grounders part i.

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                a dandelion in the spring

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VERSE BIO — verse: witchcraft & wizardry 

NAME: Joan Murphy AGE: 16 YEAR: 6th year HOUSE: Slytherin BLOOD STATUS: Half Blood EXTRA: Prefect WAND:  9 ½ inches, Ash wood, dragonheart string, unyielding PATRONUS: Crow  BOGGART: Dying AMORTENTIA: fresh cut grass, toast cooking, lilacs 

BIOGRAPHY:

    Joan Murphy was orphaned at the age of seven. The people who know her now believe that they were killed by a dark wizard or that she had something to do with it. In actuality, they were poor and when Joan fell ill, her father stole medicine that he thought would help his daughter, instead he was caught and sent to jail. It wasn’t long after that his mother and Joan learned that her father had died.

    Not long after that, her mother become drunk and useless, blaming Joan for her father’s death. She died, choking on her own vomit and leaving her in the world by herself. It wasn’t until a distant aunt made herself known that Murphy found out she was magical. Her mother had been a witch, one from a proud pure blood family but she had fallen in love with a muggle and had been disowned.

    She tried not to be angry at her mother but the fact that she could have prevented their father’s death made him angry. Her aunt took her in and taught her about the magical world so when she turned 11, she received his letter and was accepted to Hogwarts. Hogwarts was where she belonged and Slytherin became her home, a far better home that she had ever known with her parents. Cunning and sly, Murphy will always do what she wants to get her way.

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╳ hxdaleksa ;;    

She  does  not  like  the tone  in which  the threat is delivered, and lips purse slightly. 

              “Because I am the head                         of my house.” 

Well,  a  prefect at  least and  Flitwick would not punish her for being nearly over curfew. 

      She almost laughs. The other girl was busted and she knew       it. It was why she grasped at straws when she had no leg to       stand on. 

         “UNLESS FLITWICK grew significantly taller over night,           you’re not the head of shit.”

      Lurking around the Slytherin entry was suspicious to say the       least and if Clarke found out, not even Flitwick could save her. 

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╳ anya ;; 

“ Do you think me a f o o l ? ”

Taking a kneeling  stance beside the mangled boy, she softly caved a silence around as eyes violating deep over wounds inflected, patients drawing thin for his games; then  again, if he wished to  play a game, than she  shalt give him just that. He had survive pass a  sun of torment  without giving  anything of worth  nor aid to her, his loyalty been stronger than pain, the riddle that remained now; How many much longer could loyalty  go until  he broke. A hand  clutched the bed of  her blade, exposing the head of the steel, itching to show wrath aimlessly in direct for his act.

                   “ Just tell me about your friends, and this can be over quick. ”

             “I think you’re a SAVAGE.” 

  Protecting the other delinquents wasn’t all about them, it was the only protection he   had. Without the information she would keep him alive and all it would cost was his   sanitity and his skin. She must have been able to see the cracks running deep in his   skin. How much more could he take? What else was he prepared to lose for those   who had cast him out when he wasn’t the one who had done the wrong thing. They   had hung him for a crime he never committed. It was stupid, even to him. He should   have told them anything and let himself die. Whatever came next had to be better than   this. 

          “Why would I tell you anything?? As soon as I do, you’re            going to kill me.” 

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╳ open to verse ;;

           “YOU’RE OUT OF BOUNDS and it’s almost time for curfew. Got            any excuses that won’t have me sending you to your head of house?”     

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outsiidxr:

                          “Welcome to Tondisi, the country’s highest ranking boarding school for boys & girls. Our grades have been the highest recorded for five years. Our students go on to be scientists, doctors, lawyers, etc.” Or so, they’d have you think. In reality, the students are too busy getting high, or drunk, to be passing their exams. Yes, the school fixes it. This is, of course, a school to send UNRULY, MISBEHAVED, DELINQUENT CHILDREN, of large, well respected families. Some names here are among the top in their careers, such as Griffin, Blake & Reyes. The school will always cover up the student’s misdoings, so there’s no need to worry about consequences. Here, you are able to do as you please, within reason. There are still school rules that must be followed.

SCHOOL RULES.

No fraternizing with those of the opposite sex. Anyone found doing so will be severely punished. ( e.i; no sex. )  No staying up past lights out. ( lights out is 12 am. ) Be on time to your lessons. ( first class starts at 8 am. ) Make sure you wear your full uniform. ( Shirt, blazer, tie, skirt/trousers. ) Hand all homework in on time.

VERSE RULES.

no ooc drama. ic is encouraged. interact with everyone. post at least 2 times a week. bios not needed. track & post into the tag: the100boardingschool everyone must be under the age of 19. first come, first serve. just message me! you must tell me your characters age, & that’s about it!

CHARACTER LIST. 

Octavia Blake | 18 | outsiidxr

Clarke Griffin | 18 | ofbrokenmorality

Darcy Coventry | 17 | oformiti

Lexa Trikru | 19 | hedaofthe12

Minho Park | 17 | aseventheleader

Raven Reyes | 18 | mechanicc

Holly Blake | 18 | okteiviatheoutsider

John Murphy | 18 | murphysrope

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╳ octavia ;;

                                    It was illegal, no matter if they got caught or not. She wasn’t bred for this. She wasn’t made for such things. She had been raised as a proper little lady by her brother, yet here she was, hiding out with someone that was, technically, a criminal. She looks at him, eyes narrowed slightly as she does so. He really wasn’t helping his case.                                     “I know that, do I? I know that you care? I don’t, Murphy. I don’t know anything.”                                     Her brows furrow, & she shakes her head, looking away slightly. She’s about ready to tear his face off, honestly. To scratch & claw until it falls off. Her eyes close as she does so, & she laughs quietly, head shaking slightly.                                      “You better, or I’m gonna make the rest of tonight a living hell for you.”                                     She’s almost instantly happier when he’s quiet, sighing softly as she nestles against him. It would only take a few moments to get back to hers, & honestly, those few moments were almost blissful. When the cab stops, she opens her eyes, & moves away from him, in order to find money from her purse, & hand it over to the driver. She barely waits for her change, just climbing out, & heading towards the door.                                      “You’re ordering the pizza.”

                                           She didn’t understand. Feelings weren’t his thing. People nice to people wasn’t his thing either. Octavia was special, there was no one else he wanted to spend time with. He’d even listen to her whine on about her day with minimal complaints. 

                     “DON’T BE SO HARD ON YOURSELF, you know plenty of                       things. You should know that I — care about you.”

                                           He laughed, breathy and quiet. If she had wanted to, she would have torn him apart already. For now, he was safe and his limbs would stay intact although they might end up bruised. He liked the bruises she left on his skin, marks of knuckles that he could drag his fingers over later and smile at the memories that came with them. 

                     “Since when don’t you?”

                                           For once, he stays quiet for the entirety of the trip. He was a boy who talked too much because he hated the silence that lingered. For Octavia, he could be quiet. The silence didn’t put him on edge, making his nails bite into his skin. With her, it was comfortable, maybe even peaceful. He climbs out after her with barely a word to their driver. This is the part where he doesn’t know what to do with himself. When she speaks up, it stops him from saying or doing something stupid.

                     “What do you want on it?” 

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murder threads  ｡◕‿◕｡ couple murderers  ｡◕‿◕｡ murderers who cuddle  ｡◕‿◕｡ cute murderers  ｡◕‿◕｡

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╳ xnegua ;; 

- murphysrope

            She’s grinning, enjoying how everyone in the room seemed to be shivering. It’s all her fault, anyway, but it amuses her anyway. She leans back in her seat, gaze catching onto someone, who didn’t seem all that phased by her toying with the weather.                                “Not bothered by the cold?”

              He shrugs his shoulders, glancing up. The chill was in the air, he could feel it coiling around his limbs, trying to freeze his skin until goosebumps lined his skin. He has had worse nights on the streets or in the boys home, a little chill wasn’t going to break him. 

                            “THE COLD HAS NEVER bothered me.” 

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╳ octavia ;;

     Had she not overheard the conversation of the others,      Octavia would have come up with the same question. But their      reasoning of bringing him with them was clear. They needed a      bait, and he happened to be available.

                     “You don’t need a weapon. You’re bait.”

      his chest clenches tight with something indescribable. was this all he       was to everyone in the camp? BAIT, a lure, someone to toss aside. he       was sick of being used. he was an asshole but he was still a person.       throwing his hands up, he’s already turning back towards the camp. 

          “YOU’VE GOTTA BE fucking kidding me. I’m going back to camp.” 

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╳  raveniisms ;;

       “I FEEL LIKE YOU offering me up as grounder bait makes us half way to even.” 

          the betrayal cuts deep but he deserves it. there’s a long way to go before           she gets even, he knows it. already he’s screwing up his chance at niceties.           he’d come to give her condolences and instead he let his mouth before he           thought it through. 

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╳    12:30am was the right time to start making         fem murphy icons. yep.

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╳  hedaiism ;;

   “NO OFFENSE BUT I wouldn’t trust you as far as     I could throw you. Which isn’t far.” 

           He had dealt with enough grounders to know that they hated them            and wanted them dead. What was worse, they enjoyed inflicting the            pain. How anyone could think an alliance was a good idea was            beyond him.