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nome |
Dec 6 2002, 06:01 AM
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Queen of the Bowling Alley
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Now, if we wanted to be really painful, we could insert the lines:
"It turned me into a sock!"
"A sock?"
*pause*
"I got sweater."
ooh. *wince*
Nome.
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"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to." - Mark Twain Nome's LJ
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Dec 13 2002, 04:40 PM
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Through the mirror
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"Dobby was bad, Mr. Potter, sir! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!" The squirrelly elf began beating his head against a handy metal canister.
Harry and Ginny's eyes went wide. Without a signal, they turned and ran for their lives.
Behind them, Dobby kept punishing himself. "Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!" Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
BOOM!
Ginny picked herself up and helped Harry to his feet as debris showered down all around them. "Harry, I told you it was a mistake to meet Dobby in a munitions factory!"[/i]
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nome |
Dec 17 2002, 04:09 PM
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Dobby scampered, his very footsteps irritating nearby shoppers. He was on his way to Gringotts on a very important mission! His eyes were shining with honored tears as he hurried along...
He never realized he was turning down an alley he'd always avoided. His last thoughts were filled with glory and praise for Dumbledore. He never knew he'd been snatched out of the alley and liquidated by a dirty old man for use in a potion.
Knockturn Alley shoppers never batted an eye as they bought the professed cure-all, 'Elf Elixir', but an eye that had been missed in liquidation did.
Are we sick and twisted, or is it just my imagination?
Nome, responsible for everything, minus any rolling heads that snuck in. She looks back, and supposes none did.
So...
Nome, from her sick and twisted lair.
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"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to." - Mark Twain Nome's LJ
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Julephenia |
Dec 17 2002, 09:19 PM
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Reading too much fanfic
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Dobby the House-Elf was hurrying along the corridors of Hogwarts, worrying about his favorite student, Harry Potter. It seemed Harry Potter was always getting into trouble - or rather, trouble was getting into him.
Yet there was nothing poor Dobby could do about it, except to scurry to and fro, annoying the daylights out of poor Mr. Potter.
"Psst!"
Dobby jumped.
"Hey, you, Dobby!"
"Who is speaking to Dobby? Dobby is not looking for trouble, no. Dobby is looking for Harry Potter!"
An exasperated sigh. "You are ALWAYS looking for Harry Potter. Give the kid a break and try to help other kids around here for once, will you?"
"Dobby doesn't know any other students, Miss," for Dobby was sure it was a girl speaking. "Dobby only knows Harry Potter's Weezey, and Weezey's Miss, and Harry Potter's Miss Weezey!"
"Yeah, don't we all. Anyway, you don't know me, but you WILL know me!"
"What does Miss mean about Dobby will?" the elf backed up nervously, as a slight brown-haired girl emerged from the shadows.
"I'm a - erm - *fan* of Harry's. I think he's quite nice, and I don't want to hurt him. But I need your help," she spoke quickly and quietly.
"You is NOT a student, Miss! Miss doesn't have a uniform!" Dobby was very scared now.
"No, I'm not a Hogwarts student, but I know all about it. I just need your help on this one little thing..." She looked nice, to Dobby. And she didn't hit Dobby like the Malfoys had.
Dobby considered.
"Please? It's for Harry..."
"OH! It's for Harry Potter! Dobby will do ANYTHING for Harry Potter, Miss!"
"Figures. OK, here." She handed him a sheet of paper, entitled "Introduction to Philosophy: Take-Home Final Exam".
Dobby took one look at the questions, and his head exploded.
The girl laughed, grabbed the paper, and vanished, back to her desk at college.
Becky, three guesses what she's trying to do
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Aug 14 2003, 12:28 AM
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"Oh, Dobby, would you come in here a minute?"
"Yes Miss Granger, I is here."
"Ive been doing some research, and I found out some bad news."
"Bad news? Dobby doesn't like bad news..."
"Well, in any case, I'm abandoning S.P.E.W."
"Why is that?"
"Because I've found out that freed house elves implode!"
"That's not possible -- Dobby is free and--"
SPLORK!!!
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Robert Waldbauer
Writing is incredibly easy -- one just stares hard at the blank piece of paper until droplets of blood form on ones brow...
Life Instructor and History Maven by trade
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