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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 5:45 pm
He might help, but, that will just depend on whether or not I have to use these. *reveals box of unknown items... yet again*
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 6:16 pm
Alright...*hands on hips* What the -BLEEP- is in the flippin' BOX?!
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 1:42 pm
*tapping box lid with finges* You'll find out soon enough. Ooooh, Peevesy?
*Peeves appears*
Peeves- Yeah, yeah, what do you want?
We need you to find a way to indispose Mrs. Norris. Not kill or hurt her, just see to it that she doesn't interfere with our plans.
Peeves- *thinks* What's in it for me?
You can chalk up the entire Dunegons.
Peeves- *thinks* Well, ok. *dissapears*
Now, when he's done with that, we can peer unto the goodies of thy box.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:10 pm
*Looks eagerly over Jade's shoulder while listening to the sweet, if fading music of a yowling cat*
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:19 pm
*Peeves reapears*
Peeves- The kitty cat fell into the Vanishing Cabinet. She won't turn up for a while.
J- Thank you. *tosses him box of chalk* Go have fun.
Peeves- Yes, ma'am. *leaves happily singing random tune*
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:29 pm
K - *looks in the direction of the Vanishing Cabinet* SHouldn't we be worried that she won't turn back up? Filch will really kill us. Or worse, stay at school until she shows back up...Oh well....*sighs heavily* We'll just have to prank him hard enough to where he won't WANT to stay...
Har - Who cares? Let's prank him and be done with the whole nasty business!
Her - Harry! Be nice...*lloking uncertain* I just hope that we don't get in trouble.
Ron - Like Harry said, who cares? We'll be heroes when we run Filch out of the school!
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:38 pm
By the way...HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DES! *Buries her in a similar pile of confetti as Mii*
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 5:28 pm
Well, I don't think we have to worry about him not leaving for the cat; we could just have Peeves throws him into the Vanishing Cabnet after we've had our fun. (Happy Birthday Des.)
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 6:45 pm
Good idea, D...but what if it doesn't work? What if he actually comes back?
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 6:53 pm
Leave him stranded in the Forbidden Forest and hope the centaurs trample him? Or maybe get him to have a "game" with the giant squid.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 7:23 pm
Now now..we don't want to actually KILL him...I don't WANT to end up in Azkaban, thank you very much. So...let's just drive him crazy and hope he runs out of the school, Huh?
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 2:09 pm
I'm not talking about murder, but maybe the squid could just toss him around and leave under the Whomping Willow.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 3:03 pm
Well, now *sets box of unknown items on table* that nasty cat is gone and out of the way.... *unlocks box* Now we may peer unto the depths of thy box for the objects that will surely help us in the ridding of our most un-beloved Mr. Filch. *opens box*
All- Oooooooooooooooooooo!
J- Yes, I do know how to get what we need. *taking out a multi-purpose rifle, from the small box* Now remember, nothing in here is lethal, but you may have to ask me about how to operate some of the things in here, as to, they are all of my own design and making. *takes out a crossbow with removable scope, a water gun and a utility belt* Well? Go on, take what you want.
Ron- But, this box is empty.
J- Now, Ron. Never judge things on their appearance, even magic boxes, I'm sure I never do.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 3:10 pm
wow!!! Where did you get these again? *having closed book and come over just out of curiousity*
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 5:05 pm
I made all of them, because from the ages of 11 through 13, I had waaaaay too much time on my hands, so, I made weapons. *cocks rifle*
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