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Accepted Audition!

OOC:

Name: Emma

Timezone: Eastern

Activity Level (1 to 10): 8, I even use my mobile to keep update and reply for some short paras.

IC:

Character Name: Narcissa Malfoy

Character Age:41

Bio (2 paragraphs):

Narcissa is the youngest of the Black sisters and she holds the burden of being a wife and a mother. She is worried about the fact that Draco has became a Death Eater and Lucius was slipping from the good graces of the Dark Lord. She wanted to protect her son and her husband but all was surrounding her was negativity. Narcissa was strong but she didn't know if she was strong enough to hold it all together.

Narcissa knew what she had to do and she was willing to do anything to make things right. She didn't want this life for her son, but since it was chosen for him, she would do anything to protect her only beloved son. Anything.

Para Sample (2-3 paragraphs, does not have to be in character):

It may seem like godmodding but I actually used the actions from a previous para and added it to mine. 

Elizabeth knew  that Neville would be someone she could tell her parents about and they would be happy. After all, her mother didn’t care about houses the way everyone else obsessed about them. She probably didn’t even care about anything other than the fact she was happy. Yes, she was very happy in this room, cuddled with the most amazing boy in the world. In here she was sheltered from anything bad or stupid and she didn’t have to live a lie. There she had finally said the truth to herself. Almost all of what she put on was a lie. That was the girl she wanted to be but it doesn’t mean it was who she was.  She could be who she really was with Neville and she knew he wouldn’t judge her too harshly.   

She would be more than happy to never leave this room but they did and what would she do when the time came when Neville had had enough of being in the dark and secret? Would she  actually place her fears behind her? At least she knew why the Sorting Hat had finally chose Slytherin over Gryffindor for her. She didn’t think she was brave at all. She started laughing when she heard Neville laugh. The sound filled her stomach like rich warm hot chocolate. She didn’t she had ever heard his actually laugh and the sound was delightful. You made him laugh Merlin and that thought made her heart beat just a little faster.

They changed each other for the better and that’s all you can ever hope to do with anyone special in your life. She was about to make a comment before she heard Neville ask, really nervously, . “W-whats going on with you and Draco.. if you don’t mind me asking…” She felt as if ice had been dumped on her head and not in a good way. She knew she stiffen  against his and as much as she wanted to relax, she knew she would have to give him the truth. . “I heard you two were…something…” She sighed deeply.

It was all over the school they were something, which wasn’t encouraged nor denied by her or Draco. The talking and gossip was what they wanted. She knew Neville had to have heard about it but it didn’t make her want to answer the question any more. “He’s not my boyfriend, we’re not labeling anything. Draco has other girls he likes more. “And you have a boy you want more. She waited a moment. “I care for Draco, because he needs someone relatively sane in his life and Pansy is not that…” She bit her lip, not looking at Neville. She took a deep breathe. “I don’t know everything I’m doing Neville. It’s more of a front or a cover. We both want to be popular and feared, so together we are.” She forced herself to meet his eyes. “All I know is all the feelings I thought I wanted to feel for Draco I feel for you.”

There another admission, another leap of faith another part of her soul bore to the world.

Preferred Ships: Lucius 

Comments, Questions, Concerns?: None so far.

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Masterlist of Taken Characters

Molly Weasley

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

Harry Potter

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

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A note from your friendly neighborhood admin,

Both Admin Chloe and I (Admin Anna) know this RP didn't really take off. But now that things have certainly settled down for me, I'd love to bring it back up again. For those of you who had characters, I've sent you a message wondering whether you'd like to keep your character or not. Respond as soon as you can.

I will make a masterpost with the links to each characters tonight, so be on the lookout :)

-Admin Anna

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A note from your friendly neighborhood admin,

I wanted to let you all know that both I (Fred) and Harry are on vacation right now (until the 2nd of July) and won't be on as much. We'll try to respond to paras and the like as well as we can! Anna will probably be around to take care of some of the adminning duties and we'll both be here to take your questions!

- Admin Chloe

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A note from your friendly neighborhood admin,

I'd also like to remind you that godmodding is strictly against the rules. This includes but is not limited to writing dialogue for a character other than your own, putting thoughts in their heads, or making them do actions. If you feel you need to have control over another character to further your writing, then you MUST contact the player of that character. I hate to crack down, but this really hurts the experience of other players in the group and you'd be upset if it happened to you. - Admin Chloe

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A note from your friendly neighborhood admin,

I just wanted to clarify that in the timeline of the roleplay, we are in mid-August, about two weeks before the start of the school year. This can be messed with slightly (two paras happening in one day but has different times, etc.) but not much beyond that. I don't mean to mess up anything anyone has got going, I just want to keep us on track. - Admin Chloe

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Where’s the follow list?

It's on the characters page!

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Accepted Audition!

OOC:

Name: Jamie

Timezone: EST

Activity Level (1 to 10): 9-10 (I have no life.)

IC:

Character Name: Harry Potter

Character Age: Sixteen

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

Bio (2 paragraphs):

The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, Undesirable #1, Harry Potter. Titles are tossed around like old socks  and Harry's starting to get sick of it. Although he never asked to be this "special someone", he understands what's riding on him, and he'll carry the burden, alone. 

Harry's childhood wasn't easy to say the least. After the death of his parents, which he only later learned had nothing to do with a car crash, he was left with his only living relatives - who happened to hate everything about him that he had no control over. Now, he swallows the past like a pill and concentrates on, I don't know, not dying.

Harry's tends to introvert himself when something's bothering him. He loathes being coddled or taking pity from others, a tendency that can land him in a lot of trouble if he isn't careful. (Let's be honest, Harry would probably get in trouble no matter what.) He never wanted his friends to get mixed up into the destiny he doesn't want, but they're almost as stubborn as he is.

Gryffindor through and through, even if sometimes he doesn't believe it.

Para Sample (2-3 paragraphs, does not have to be in character): 

Merlin really hated hunting trips. He hated the mud. He hated the cold. And he hated the smell of an animal’s blood after Arthur shot it. And he really hated the way Arthur looked so temptingly at him from across the fire.

They had been out all day and what do they have to show for it? A rather poor excuse for a hare. Grumpy and tired, Merlin stared at their catch accusingly. “My, aren’t you impressive.” He called to Arthur over his shoulder, “My lord, I don’t know how we’re going to carry this grand catch back to Camelot.” 

“Shut up, Merlin.”

Merlin huffed indignantly and moved to sit beside the king. Arthur was struggling to light the fire, rubbing two sticks together so fiercely they snapped. He growled and threw the bits into the air and folded his arms. Merlin sighed, “Let me try.” He picked up two sticks and went through the motions of rubbing them over one another. He stared at the mock fire pit and whispered a few words under his breath, then grinned as it lit.

“I obviously created the embers you needed to do that.”

“Of course, Arthur.”

The warlock turned his gaze from the lapping flames to look at Arthur. The right side of his face was illuminated in an orange glow, making his blue eyes turn coppery. His palm twitched with the desire to touch that cheek, to cup his chin. He gripped at the bark of the log he was sitting on. “....Arthur?” “Yes, Merlin?” He paused, studied that face for another moment and forced out a cocky grin. “We’re going to need more kindle for the fire.” “So go get it, Merlin.” “Prat.”   

Preferred Ships: Drarry, Harry/Ginny

Comments, Questions, Concerns?: Hai, Chloe. ;)

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A note from your friendly neighborhood admin,

We've currently got three Harry auditions! Anna and I will be discussing them later today. In the meantime, are there any other characters you guys would like to see go up?

- Admin Chloe

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Accepted Audition!

OOC:

Name: Lexie

Timezone: MST

Activity Level (1 to 10): 8-10, as I don't have any school.

IC:

Character Name: George Weasley

Character Age: 18

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor (Graduated)

Bio (2 paragraphs): Born on April 1st, with his twin Fred, George was a prankster from the start. He had a light heart, and lived to make people laugh. It seemed like he was always causing mischief with his twin. He loved his family very much, and would really do just about anything for them. Though he teased a few of them (Percy) mercilessly, he really did care for him, because he was his big brother. The only thing that was better than their jokes at home, was Hogwarts. He and Fred made friends with Oliver, Angelina, and Lee in the first day, and have stuck tight ever since. The twins’ jokes made them famous in a way at Hogwarts, and everyone could count on them. From dung bombs to marauders map, George couldn’t help but feel Hogwarts was one of the best times of his life.

After he left (albeit early, to start his shop with Fred), he happily went home to work for the Order, as well as co-owning his Joke shop, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. He knew dark times were ahead, and was very much willing to do his part to kill Voldemort, and help Harry get through this. He knows the challanges and the losses that this war will cause, and he's eager to embrace it.

Para Sample (2-3 paragraphs, does not have to be in character): A feral, four-legged figure padded lightly towards the border, her head held high, and chest puffed out, a regal essence surrounding her. All of her injuries had since healed, and not even a light limp could be seen. Though her leg was not fully better, as it had been deeply lacerated in many places, she did not view it as a weakness, not anymore. The small timberwolf had spent time outside the harsh pack of Saboro, nursing herself back to health and regaining her strength. Though, as she was away, her thoughts were always on those sweet little pups in the den, and how old they must be now. Time had been lost to her, and it surely had been more than a short while since she had been here. But, she wanted to come back to her pack. It was her home, after all. She needed them. She was going to formally request to be accepted again. Though it meant starting down low when it came to rank, she'd happily work herself back up to a Den Mother. That was her calling, and she adored it. She stopped once the familiar scent of the wolves crossed her nose. It twitched slightly, and she stayed standing. Sitting would give an advantage, if the sentry decided to attack her. And though she didn't condone fighting, she wasn't about to let herself be maimed again. A puff of air left her maw, eyes closing for just a moment, taking in the sounds of the rainforest. The chirps, the bugs, and soon enough, the light thudding of paws on the ground, when a Sentry would pass by. Pale jade eyes flickered open, looking back and forth. If the light caught them just right, there would be flecks of gold. Her light brown coat would seem darker in the shade of the trees, almost the color of the bark of an evergreen. Her position never wavered, head held high. "I wish to gain acceptance to Saboro" She spoke. Her voice was light, almost soft. But a firmness was held to it, with the confidence that would be radiating off of her. Not conceit, though she had a bit of that in her, but she knew she belonged here. This was her pack, though she had left. I'm coming home, Coheed.. She thought to herself. She could only imagine what had happened to her sister. There would be so much to talk. So many stories to share. Tales of horror, and tales of the pack. Filling her in on what she had missed. It'd be a long reunion, one that she most welcomed.

Preferred Ships: I LOVE George x Katie Bell, if she's up. But other than that, I'd just go with the flow c:

Comments, Questions, Concerns?: I really want more practice playing him, especially in this type of "era" I guess you could call it--I've played him in Hogwarts, and post-war, but I'd love to see how deep I can delve into his emotions during this war--It's what I strive for as a writer. If there's any questions, PLEASE feel free to message me! If you need a better sample, bio, etc.

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Accepted Audition!

OOC:

Name: Ariel

Timezone: Eastern (US)

Activity Level (1 to 10): 8-9

IC:

Character Name: Draco Malfoy

Character Age: 16

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Bio (2 paragraphs):

Draco Malfoy is a 6th year Slytherin. He is pureblood and is known as 'The Slytherin Prince' around Hogwarts. Draco prides himself very highly on his blood status and looks down upon anyone with un-pure blood.

He is known for is sly and cocky attitude but this year there is a difference, Draco is more to himself and is not seen around the school as often as he was before and often keeps to himself.

Para Sample (2-3 paragraphs, does not have to be in character):

"Just keep your traps shut and stay on guard for me, its none of you bloody business what I'm doing." Draco sneered. Crabe and Goyle were once again questioning him on what they were guarding him for and what he was up to. Those idiots never knew when to do their jobs and keep their mouths shut. They are too stupid to understand anyways. Draco turned around in his seat and spotted Harry Potter at the Gryffindor table looking in his direction, obviously trying to listen in. He knew Potter was on to him, but he knew he hasn't spilled anything too important in front of him. Though, it did make things much more complicated now with Potter on his tail. He always had to watch out for him. He wasnt about to let Potter stand in the way of completing the important task that the Dark Lord assigned to him. "Just do your jobs and stop asking questions. Meet me at the usual place later tonight." Draco spat at the two, who looked confused as usual, before getting up swiftly, shooting a glare in Potters direction, and leaving the Great Hall.

Preferred Ships: Open

Comments, Questions, Concerns?:

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Accepted Audition!

OOC:

Name: Jessi

Timezone: Pacific

Activity Level (1 to 10): 7/8

IC:

Character Name: Molly Prewett-Weasley

Character Age: 47

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

Bio (2 paragraphs): Molly Weasley is a very maternal person. She loves "molly-coddling" everyone. It's a way for her to cope with the war that's continually getting worse and worse. She takes pride in her family, which is quite evident in the way she treats them. Their success is what keeps her motivated during such dark times and nothing will stop her from keeping them safe. She'd go to wit's end to make sure they're safe, even if it means being killed.

Molly, like the rest of her family, is a very passionate, intelligent and stubborn person, all the qualities of a Gryffindor. Her personality matches the flaming red hair on top of her head and nothing will stop her from fighting against the dark arts.

Para Sample (2-3 paragraphs, does not have to be in character): Having a cold wasn’t easy when you had six kids to look after. Luckily for Molly, though, Bill and Charlie were old enough to look after Percy and the twins, which made life considerably easier. The only one she was worried about was Ron. But she didn’t really have to worry about him because no matter where he was and no matter what time it was, he could easily entertain himself.

Sitting down on the couch, Molly took a tissue from the coffee table and blew her nose. She immediately caught Ron’s frightened expression.

“Did Mummy scare -” Before Molly could finish her sentence, Ron started to laugh. To see if it would happen again, Molly blew her nose once more. Again, a frightened expression crossed Ron’s face. But like before, he immediately started to laugh. “You really are the cutest thing, Ronnie,” Molly said as she chuckled to herself and continued to get comfortable on the couch. When she finally found a comfortable position, she Accioed her book and started to read. After a few minutes, she heard the familiar sound of a person Apparating into the house. "Arthur, is that you?" she called.

-fin-

i know it isn't in the same time period but once i started, i couldn't stop myself.

Preferred Ships: molly/arthur or molly/slughorn (preferably molly/arthur)

Comments, Questions, Concerns?:

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Accepted Audition!

OOC:

Name: Ana.

Timezone: Eastern.

Activity Level (1 to 10): Probably about a nine.

IC: 

Character Name: Ginny Weasley.

Character Age: Fifteen.

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor.

Bio (2 paragraphs): The last of seven children, and the only daughter in the Weasley family for generations, Ginny had always been a bright and bubbly character. She was friendly and accepting, though always had that fierce temper that she inherited from her mother. As a child, she was very talkative and eager to learn, often trying to follow in the footsteps of her older brothers. However, as her first years approached her, her personality changed drastically. After experiencing having been possessed, it took several months the summer after her first year for Ginny to be able to write a letter or use a book.

With the help of her friends and family, Ginny was able to overcome her past. As the years progressed, Ginny's fiery spirit would eventually come back head on, even around Harry after a long talk with Hermione. She was no longer the shy, timid first year she once was. She joined Dumbledore's Army, fought against many Death Eaters in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, and joined Gryffindor's Quidditch Team. Now she must learn to juggle school, Quidditch practice, and the threat looming over Hogwarts and the Wizarding World.

Para Sample (2-3 paragraphs, does not have to be in character):

Ginny sat in the Gryffindor common room, curled up on the sofa in front of the fireplace, with piles of books and parchment surrounding her. She held a sugar quill between her teeth, her eyes tiredly reading the last page required for her Potions essay. Her finger slid across the page, following the words as she read them. The more she read, the more the words on the page seemed to blur, her vision going in and out. Ginny shook her head, blinking a few times. She looked back down at her book, her impaired vision not clearing. Her head bobbed up and down for a moment, and she tried to push back her exhaustion long enough to finish her essay. The sleep eventually won, and her head fell to the side, the sugar quill falling onto the book in her lap. The tension eased as she slowly fell asleep, her eyes finally closing.

"Ginny!" The image in her mind blurred, soon turning to black. Ginny's eyed fluttered opened, her surroundings becoming clear. Flashing images of the Quidditch pitch flickered in her mind from her dream, though not enough to remember her dream clearly. Ginny shook her head lightly. She began to recognize the face in front of her. She first recognized the massively, bushy hair of Hermione, the older girl looking down at her with a worried expression. "How long was I out?" Ginny asked, pulling herself up into a sitting position, accidentally pushing the book and piece of parchment on her lap onto the floor.

"I'm not sure, are you ready for Slughorn's meeting?" Hermione asked, holding a hand against Ginny's forehead. Ginny rolled her eyes, pushing Hermione's hand off her face. "I'm fine, 'Mione." Ginny said, bending over to grab the things that had fallen onto the floor. "Where are the blokes?" She asked as she organized her things, only to stuff them in her school bag. Hermione in turn rolled her own eyes, sitting back on the couch beside her. "Ron's still being huffy about the Slug Club. Harry should be down soon." Hermione pushed herself off the couch, turning back to Ginny with a frown. "I'm going down to the library to check out a book before the meeting." Without another word, she turned away and hurried out the portrait hole. Noting her friend's odd behaviour, she assumed she must have still been upset with her brother. Ginny collected the rest of her things, pulling herself off of the sofa.

"Are you sure?" Ginny heard Neville's voice from behind her. She whirled around, immediately noticing Neville and Harry descending the stairs that lead to the dormitories. She shot Harry a crooked grin, who looked as though he was experiencing a growing headache. Neville, on the other hand, was displaying seven different emotions in a mere minute. Though intrigued by what the boys could have been talking about, she refrained from questioning either one of them. "'Course I'm sure. We gotta go now, though." Harry said, gesturing to Ginny as the two crossed the common room. Ginny smiled, waving at the boys.

"Hey, Nev." Ginny greeted as the boys joined her by the fireplace. Neville nodded his head, looking as though he was now too preoccupied with his thoughts than anything else. They shared a silent moment, each of them stuck in their own heads. Ginny shook her head, gripping the strap to her school bag and hoisting it onto her shoulder. "You ready?" She asked Harry, gesturing with her head behind her to the portrait hole. After another short moment of silence, he agreed. "Don't worry, you're not missing much." Ginny said, reassuring Neville that the Slug Club hadn't gotten any more exciting since he was no longer a member. "We'll talk to you later, Neville."

Neville nodded, and Harry and Ginny made their way out the portrait hole and down the castle. They kept quiet again for a few more moments as they made their way through corridors and down staircases. "Who was it this time?" Ginny asked with an amused expression. Harry looked at her for a moment, looking unsure whether or not he should say. Ginny smiled, rolling her eyes, a slight bounce to her step. "Fine, don't tell me. I'll find out eventually, you know." Ginny added, shrugging her shoulders.

Preferred Ships: Harry/Ginny.

Comments, Questions, Concerns?: None that I can think of!

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Hermione Granger || 16 || Gryffindor || Taken

Bio: Hermione Granger  always knew she was slightly different, even as a little girl growing up in the muggle world. She just knew she didn’t quite fit in with everyone else. She never put much stock into that fact, though. Before finding out she was a witch, she’d found her happiness in books and her self-confidence in her parents pride. Hermione’s parents taught her everything she knew and she loved them for it. They were the ones to show her that she was smart and intelligent and could have anything she wanted in life, so long as she used logic and the knowledge she’d acquired in every situation.

She never knew how true her parents advice would be the moment she met Harry Potter.

She didn’t regret it; not once in the five or six years has she regretted meeting and befriending Harry. She loved him and Ron both very much; they’d become true family to her as the years passed. But now the time has come to put her brain through the test and hope that her, Harry, and Ron can figure out a way to put a stop to Voldemort before he can bring this looming war down on everyone.

Ships: Fred/Hermione, Harry/Hermione, Draco/Hermione, Hermione/Chemistry

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Accepted Audition!

OOC

Name: Anna

Timezone: PST

Activity Level: about a 7-8

IC

Character Name: Hermione Granger

Character Age: 16

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

Bio

Hermione Granger  always knew she was slightly different, even as a little girl growing up in the muggle world. She just knew she didn't quite fit in with everyone else. She never put much stock into that fact, though. Before finding out she was a witch, she'd found her happiness in books and her self-confidence in her parents pride. Hermione's parents taught her everything she knew and she loved them for it. They were the ones to show her that she was smart and intelligent and could have anything she wanted in life, so long as she used logic and the knowledge she'd acquired in every situation.

She never knew how true her parents advice would be the moment she met Harry Potter.

She didn't regret it; not once in the five or six years has she regretted meeting and befriending Harry. She loved him and Ron both very much; they'd become true family to her as the years passed. But now the time has come to put her brain through the test and hope that her, Harry, and Ron can figure out a way to put a stop to Voldemort before he can bring this looming war down on everyone.

Para Sample: I'm in the middle of a Supernatural kick, what can I say xD

Castiel stared at the book in front of him resolutely. Bobby had trusted him with the simple task of reading more on Death, the fourth and last horseman, before they ‘went and did something stupid’. Right now Castiel was trying to focus on how to injure or slow down Death (because, really? Killing Death? Impossible.) but his eyes wouldn’t focus on the page correctly. The man squinted, blinked a few times, then gave a frustrated groan as he slammed the book shut. He has never had this problem before, but now that he was human he couldn’t even see straight. Castiel had never felt so useless before.

“Hey Cas…” said Dean’s voice warily. “You okay?” Castiel shot him a glare before rubbing his eyes with the heels of his palms.

“No, I am not alright. I can’t see correctly,” he said, his frustration leaking into his words. He could hear Dean walking over to him.

“You’re tired, man. You need rest.” Castiel dropped his hands, letting his shoulders slump, resigned, and opened his eyes to look up at Dean.

“I never needed rest before.”

“Yeah, well. You’re human now. Humans need sleep to recharge the batteries, you know?” Dean rested his hand on Cas’s shoulder then gave it an encouraging squeeze. “Come on. You can take my couch.”

“No. No, I-“

“Bobby had an extra room for me and Sam, so it’s cool.”

“But Bobby said-“

“I don’t care what Bobby said, Cas. You’ve gotta sleep,” Dean stressed. Castiel sighed, but his sigh turned into a yawn. Once the yawn was finished he huffed in annoyance.

“Fine,” he said as he stood up.

“I’ll do some more reading while you’re out.” Castiel grunted in acknowledgement before he collapsed on the couch, not bothering with taking off his shoes or his trench coat.

“I’m tired,” he said.

“I wouldn’t have guessed,” answered Dean sarcastically.

“I’m tired of feeling so useless, Dean. I’m just…I’m just tired,” Castiel admitted aloud for the first time since becoming human.

“You’re not useless, Cas. I hope you’re awake enough to understand that. You’re anything but useless.”

And with Dean’s last words, he fell asleep.

 Preferred Ships: Fred/Hermione, Harry/Hermione, Draco/Hermione, Hermione/Chemisty

No questions, comments, or concerns :)

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Neville Longbottom || 16 || Gryffindor || Open

Bio: (up to player)

Ships: (up to player)