potions_master in nocturne_alley @ 2003-04-28 21:29:00

Current mood:irate
Current music:incessant shrieking

ATTN: DRACO MALFOY
If you know what's good for you, you will do something about your infernal mother so that she might stop wailing for her beloved bratling and disturbing the whole of the castle.

The banshee in the East Tower has begun to compete with her for volume.

If anyone should require me, I shall be elsewhere, embarking on oblivion.

Comments:

jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 09:43 pm UTC

Come, come, you wasp, aren't you a bit too angry?

potions_master @ 2003-04-28 09:53 pm UTC



Beware my sting.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 09:55 pm UTC

I would just pluck it out.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 09:57 pm UTC


Would that a fool such as yourself could even locate it to do so.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:00 pm UTC

I know where a Snape keeps his sting. In his tail.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:03 pm UTC


Or in his tongue.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:08 pm UTC

Whose tongue?

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:11 pm UTC


Yours, if you talk of tails.

Begone.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:15 pm UTC

What, my tongue in your tail? I think not, good Sevvie; I am a gentleman.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:20 pm UTC


You are no gentleman.

You're also hoarding the drink. Give me.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:34 pm UTC

Ow, that hurt. I'll cuff you if you strike me again.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:36 pm UTC

And you'll lose your arms. as I said, you're no gentleman if you hit me.

and if no gentleman, why then no arms?

whats in this stuff anyway

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:43 pm UTC

A herald, Snape? O, put me in thy books!

This stuff is strong. I have no idea what I'm saying.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:44 pm UTC


wha//t is your crest? a coxcomb?

coxcomb. funny word that.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:47 pm UTC

Why would I need a comb?

A combless cock, so you will be my hen.

botles emptty.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:51 pm UTC


nnooo cock of mine.., you crow too like a craven.

cravenclaw. thafunny.

nother bottle there. remus has loads. bloody lush.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:53 pm UTC

Nay, come, Sev, come; you must not look so sour. Your cock is fine. I rem... rme... rember.

gimme botle.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:57 pm UTC

is my fashion when I see a crab

crabbe haha

no bottle mine give back noww

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 11:02 pm UTC

Hey, I don have crabs; and therefore look not sour.

bloody snake, fil my glss.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 11:03 pm UTC


you do too dotoo

it is filld you drank it alredy

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 11:06 pm UTC

Then show me!

Do not.

If I do you do too.

Ha.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 11:09 pm UTC


if mirrowr werent over thre i woud

cdant walk room goo spinny

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 11:13 pm UTC

Whatdo youneed mirr fro? you mean my face? is prefect. no. purfect. nevr mde prefect, dam it all. yur falt.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 11:15 pm UTC


notbad fr youngun

is notmy falt you tit

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 11:17 pm UTC

m'too young fro yuo neway.

get of me leg.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 11:19 pm UTC


e38

yet your wthier- wirht wit fuck W I T H E R D

gerrof stiopthat

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 10:03 pm UTC

oooh shakespeare

jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:07 pm UTC

Did you google it, Looshie?

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 10:17 pm UTC
Re:

i recognized it.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:22 pm UTC

The drugs are wearing off, Looshie. Have some more. You're much more fun that way.

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 10:25 pm UTC
Re:

go rim Remus.

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lupercus @ 2003-04-28 10:29 pm UTC


You did NOT just say that.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:30 pm UTC


He most certainly did.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:32 pm UTC

He did.

And he lost his shiny icon.

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 10:34 pm UTC
Re:

did too

ahlookatallthelonelypeople

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lupercus @ 2003-04-28 10:39 pm UTC

Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:41 pm UTC

Thats not all that grows long.

Oops.

More whiskey, Sevvie.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:42 pm UTC


shut up.
don call me sevie

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 10:51 pm UTC

make mee.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 10:52 pm UTC


okay

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 11:04 pm UTC

ow.

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 11:16 pm UTC


pussy

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jadedsirius @ 2003-04-28 11:19 pm UTC

hee. you nevr evn saw 1 how dyou now?

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potions_master @ 2003-04-28 11:21 pm UTC


lokgijn at one2 nwow

wah heytickles getstopsoppphee

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 10:53 pm UTC

hold you in his armchair youcan feel his disease
come together right now
over me

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lupercus @ 2003-04-28 10:55 pm UTC

Fun is the one thing that money can't buy
Something inside that was always denied
For so many years, bye-bye
She's leaving home, bye-bye

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 10:59 pm UTC
Re:

picture yourself ina boat on a river
Plasticine porters with looking glass ties
everyone smiles as you drift past the flowersthat grow so incredibly high

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lupercus @ 2003-04-28 11:01 pm UTC

Well I know that I'm a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can't spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe the line

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purestblood @ 2003-04-28 11:04 pm UTC
Re:

Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home...
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise....


Boy, you're gonna carry that weight... carry that weight a long time..

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lupercus @ 2003-04-28 11:12 pm UTC

Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream,
It is not dying, it is not dying
Lay down al thoughts, surrender to the void,
It is shining, it is shining.
Yet you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being
Love is all and love is everyone
It is knowing, it is knowing
And ignorance and hate mourn the dead
It is believing, it is believing
But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not leaving, it is not leaving
So play the game "Existence" to the end
Of the beginning, of the beginning

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