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| New Poll! The story's changed a bit, what do you think of it now? |
| Really good and really sad |
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| I'm heartless and don't find it sad, but it's still good. =) |
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 4:11 pm
Donavon Epithia So I'll be the one here who lives like crap, since not everyone can have a mansion, haha. Donavon lives in a trailer, in a trailer park. He travels a lot in his rusty old trailer, so he can't exactly tell you where he lives. He plans on getting a house after he's taught at Hogwarts for a year or two and can afford it. Since he's only taught there for not even a term as of now, he still can't afford it, and he plans on just using his pay for food and things he needs.
His parents loved him and left him all that they had, but they were gardeners. They didn't have much to begin with. They're dead, they died in a bloody car crash inbetween Donavon's graduation from Hogwarts and when he became a teacher. He's in his very early 20s now, he was almost 20 when they died.
Donavon has an owl to keep him company, so he is able to write to people from Hogwarts. He has never told anyone where he lives though, he's a bit ashamed that he can't afford much more than this. He doesn't want a small house though...even though he could probably put a down payment on one now, he wants to live like they do, and there's no way he could afford paying for it monthly just yet. He plans on saving all the money he earns next year and years after wards and getting a large house like they do. He knows Lillian pays well and hopes her, nor anyone else from Hogwarts sees how he lives now. His house isn't unplottable or anything since it's a trailer, so someone could find him pretty easily, but he still hopes no one does.
EDIT: He's homeless, pg 10 the trailer was destroyed.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 4:30 pm
(This is his trailer, minus the utilities like the coffee machine, microwave, fridge and fan, Donny can't afford that.
Edit: pg 7, they have a white fan, that's it.)
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 11:19 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Donavon changed into his normal lazy attire when he got inside his trailer, and flumped down on the couch. He read a couple herbology books, but he knew what was in them. What was he going to do this whole summer? Just as he was thinking about just falling asleep early, one of his old pals, a drinking buddy walked in.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 11:21 pm
 "EYYY! It's Donny! Where ya been these weeks, partner? Me 'n' the gang was just startin' to get worried about cha! Watched yer trailer fer ya." Rooster said, slurring his words.
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 11:23 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
"Got me a job. Real fine one too. Means I gotta be away a lot." Donavon said smiling. It was hard not to talk like lazy drunks when you were around them all the time. And Rooster Charlie was certainly a lazy drunk. Everyone called him Rooster because he always woke people up with his loud hollerin' every night, but his real name was just Charlie. He had no family and nowhere to go, used to be a hobo and a bum, but now he was a hobo and a bum in a trailer. Donavon had known him for a couple years now, ever since he'd been traveling in a trailer. Rooster smelled like he'd been drinking boatloads of beer already, and when Donavon looked at his hands, there was a beer bottle in each one.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 11:41 pm
Rooster Charlie looked at Donavon, saw he was serious, and laughed out loud. "THAT'S RICH!" He hollered loudly, making Donny wince. "Who need a gardener...plantin plants don't earn nothing...lookit what you got out of it!" He said lazily, gesturing around the trailer. "Parents didn' earn much, did they! So now yer stuck here. Yer gonna end up on the same route they was goin' on...Now cmonn" He slurred, grinning. "Tell me whatcha been uptah. A giiiiirl maybe? Last time you liked some girl you went all out to please her and she dumped cha when she saw whatcha livin' in. HA!" He laughed and took another swig of beer, his vision getting hazier with each gulp. "Don't bring this one home, ai'right?" He grinned and swayed out of the trailer, it probably being best to get to his own house before he passed out.
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 11:49 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Whenever Donavon went off somewhere, Rooster always thought it was with a girl, because Rooster was always off with girls. Usually hookers or strippers because no woman in their right mind would go out with him unless they had tah, 'cuz it was their job. Donavon frowned and held back his fist when Rooster said what he did about his parents, they had worked their butts off at doing what they loved. True, it didn't get them much, but they at least did somethin' with their life, so Rooster shouldn't be sayin' nothin' bad about them. Donavon just gritted his teeth, Rooster was always like this whenever Donavon went off someplace. He settled for shoutin' at Rooster's retreating back; "JUST YOU WAIT, ROOSTER! IMMA BE RICH ONE DAY AND YER GONNA REGRET NOT BEIN' KINDER TER ME!" He had once again fallen prey to the disgusting and annoying way of talkin' 'round where he lived. Bein' around other people who were mature, he could act that way too and blend in. But whenever he came back to his roots, he ended up talkin' and actin' dumb again. Maybe this was where he belonged...NO IT ISN'T. He thought angrily to himself. He threw the full beer bottle in the trash and sat down on the couch readin' about herbology 'till he fell asleep.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 1:22 pm
"DONNY KID, WAKE UP! GET OFF YER LAZY A*S 'N' C'MERE!" Rooster shouted. He always woke people up but there was no point in tryin' to get him to shaddup. He just kept yellin' 'till he got hoarse 'n' there was nothing nobody could ever do about it. Rooster waited outside Donny's trailer waitin' with the gang.
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:07 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Donavon rolled over, still half asleep and shouted at Rooster. "What the heck ya want Rooster, I'm tired...Just get yer own butt back to yer own dump 'n' leave me alone..." He rolled his eyes and started to fall back asleep.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:08 pm
 "Awww c'mon big boy I've missed yah." A woman was saying. "It's been so long and I ain't seen my Donny in ages."
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:15 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Donavon perked up at once, changed and walked outside. Sure enuff, it was Miss Priss. Her real name was Emily, a common name, but since she was so dam picky fer someone who lived in a trailer park, everybody just called her Miss Priss. She'd hooked up wit every man in the trailer park least once, even Donny had fallen fer her. She was real pretty, with big blue eyes, really red lips, pale pink skin and black hair. Lookin' at her she reminded Donny of Catalina, 'cept Priss had a nose ring, was dressed loads worse, had shorter hair, and was a real mess on the inside. She needed men to make her feel happy, 'cuz ever since she grew up in these parts havin' a rough childhood like Donny, she'd always wanted a man ter comfort her. Donny had known her longer, since they were 'round pre-teens.
"What chu here fer?" He asked her, grinning. "Come to welcome me back?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:19 pm
"I missed my Donny boy." She said innocently, batting her eyelashes. She stepped closer towards him and wrapped one of her arms around his neck and put her other one underneath his shirt, feeling his chest. She leaned up close to him so she could feel his warm breath on her face and yanked him by the hair and shoved her tounge in his mouth, with her nails scraping against his chest and the other hand keeping him where he was and forcing his face closer to hers.
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:22 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Donavon could barely breath and when she walked closer to him he couldn't back away since the trailer side was right behind him. When she finnally released him he spluttered and spit on the ground, Rooster laughing his head off, taking deep gulps of beer.
"What the hell'd ya do that fer! I wasn' ready and you know I aint interested in no hookers!" He glared at her a bit but knew it wasn't any use. She'd always been like this. And people like her, and like Rooster, never changed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:25 pm
"Awww, Donny boy, you're no fun as always. You know I don't mean nutthin by it." She looked at him with puppy dog eyes and pulled her mini skirt down a little bit so it showed her belly button ring. Rooster hollered some more at this, clearly drunk, and she walked over to stand next to him. "Rooster and the boys was gonna go out tonight. You comin'?" She dropped her innocent tone a bit, as if demanding that he came with them.
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:35 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
By 'going out' he knew they meant to some club. Rooster would probably get too drunk to notice if Donavon left, but Donavon didn't have any real desire to pay women all the money he'd earned from teaching for showing him their body.
"If it's yer treat, then sure. I aint payin' when you invited me. Ask Billy to pay. He's had money fer more than I've had one." Donavon yawned and rubbed his eyes. Billy, sometimes known as Billy Goat because of his messy hair, at least had some money. Billy had saved up from collectin' beer bottles and recycling them, so he had some money since Rooster drinks so much and gave him all his bottles.
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