My Quest for the Knowledge of Mr.Owl!
Ohayoooo!!!! Freaky #5 here! Tee hee! You might know me better by violomana. This is a pointless, spontaneous, moment of writing (I seem to be getting that more often now). This is a weird combination of first person and third person. Don't give me that look! This is not English class and I have a right to screw the English language up! Oh no! My review for English! Oh well. I can always do it later. Enjoy as I make this up as I type!
Key
*__* = actions (I love doing these!)
"___" = talking
'___' = thoughts
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Spontaneous Moments Of Writing Disorder. A somewhat common illness that is more known by S.M.O.W.D. How do you say S.M.O.W.D.? Good question. Let's find out.
*walks around with a microphone and finds a turtle*
"Hello Mr.Turtle. My name is violomana. Do you how to say a word with the letters S-M-O-W-D?" I asked.
*points mike toward Mr.Turtle*
"No. Go ask Mr.Owl. Maybe he knows," Mr. Turtle says in a slow and dry voice.
"OK. Thank you Mr.Turtle."
"Your welcome violomana."
*walks around lokking for Mr.Owl for a few days before thinking about the idea of stopping and asking for help*
'Now let's see. Where should I go? Aha! That's looks like a good place to start!'
*steps out of a huge and dense forest, not noticing the unicorn galloping past or the giant spider or the foolish werewolf chasing both*
'I wonder where I have wondered off to.'
*heads towards a magnificent castle as the morning dawns upon its turrents*
'This is a strange place. It looks familiar.'
*sees owls flying ahead and in to a large window of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry*
'Hey! Maybe one of those birds are Mr.Owl!'
*walks up to a big set of doors and steps inside*
How do you say S.M.O.W.D.? The world may never know . . .
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Yipee! My first fanfic under the name of the Freaky Five Writers!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hogwarts but I do own me and MY SOAPY FRYING PAN!!!!! You have better heard that Louisa!!! I also do not own Mr.Owl or Mr.Turtle. I took that idea off of the old comercial for the Tootsie Roll Pop. I don't own the line "The world may never know", so don't get mad at me!!!
This should get ^very^ INTERESTING anway!
*during 7th Inning Stretch (that's what they call it at our school. It's where you can sit and eat lunch and do your homework. There are tutors there every other week and Skippy goes and gets our lunches for us if you order it from him. We don't do any homework at all but just write fanfics or reek havoc everywhere) at lunch*
Rosekeet: Be afraid. Be VERY afraid!
Louisa: Not Harry!!! NNNooooooooo!!!!! Get away from her!!!
Rosebridg: This is sad.
Starredone: Oh, for pete's sake!!!!
NSYNCgirl246824: You are gong nuts!
The Charmed One: OOookkaaaaayyyy . . .
Thumperbunnies: I don't get it.
Dr. Lizzie: Is this a fabulous story?
Everybody (sweatdrops): NOOO!!! SHUT UP!!!!
Dr.Lizzie (backs away slowly): Sorry I asked!
Fireboy and Danny Boy: Hey, what's goin' on? What are you guys doing?
*everyone but Dr.Lizzie (who just happen to bump into Skippy while walking backwards and is now panicking as Skippy lectures her about walking bakwards in the classroom because he was giving a Cup of Noodles to someone and dropped it) sweatdrops more*
Why doesn't anybody like it? Waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
violomana
Ohayoooo!!!! Freaky #5 here! Tee hee! You might know me better by violomana. This is a pointless, spontaneous, moment of writing (I seem to be getting that more often now). This is a weird combination of first person and third person. Don't give me that look! This is not English class and I have a right to screw the English language up! Oh no! My review for English! Oh well. I can always do it later. Enjoy as I make this up as I type!
Key
*__* = actions (I love doing these!)
"___" = talking
'___' = thoughts
/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=//= The Beginning/End of the Fanfic /=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=
Spontaneous Moments Of Writing Disorder. A somewhat common illness that is more known by S.M.O.W.D. How do you say S.M.O.W.D.? Good question. Let's find out.
*walks around with a microphone and finds a turtle*
"Hello Mr.Turtle. My name is violomana. Do you how to say a word with the letters S-M-O-W-D?" I asked.
*points mike toward Mr.Turtle*
"No. Go ask Mr.Owl. Maybe he knows," Mr. Turtle says in a slow and dry voice.
"OK. Thank you Mr.Turtle."
"Your welcome violomana."
*walks around lokking for Mr.Owl for a few days before thinking about the idea of stopping and asking for help*
'Now let's see. Where should I go? Aha! That's looks like a good place to start!'
*steps out of a huge and dense forest, not noticing the unicorn galloping past or the giant spider or the foolish werewolf chasing both*
'I wonder where I have wondered off to.'
*heads towards a magnificent castle as the morning dawns upon its turrents*
'This is a strange place. It looks familiar.'
*sees owls flying ahead and in to a large window of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry*
'Hey! Maybe one of those birds are Mr.Owl!'
*walks up to a big set of doors and steps inside*
How do you say S.M.O.W.D.? The world may never know . . .
=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=
Yipee! My first fanfic under the name of the Freaky Five Writers!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hogwarts but I do own me and MY SOAPY FRYING PAN!!!!! You have better heard that Louisa!!! I also do not own Mr.Owl or Mr.Turtle. I took that idea off of the old comercial for the Tootsie Roll Pop. I don't own the line "The world may never know", so don't get mad at me!!!
This should get ^very^ INTERESTING anway!
*during 7th Inning Stretch (that's what they call it at our school. It's where you can sit and eat lunch and do your homework. There are tutors there every other week and Skippy goes and gets our lunches for us if you order it from him. We don't do any homework at all but just write fanfics or reek havoc everywhere) at lunch*
Rosekeet: Be afraid. Be VERY afraid!
Louisa: Not Harry!!! NNNooooooooo!!!!! Get away from her!!!
Rosebridg: This is sad.
Starredone: Oh, for pete's sake!!!!
NSYNCgirl246824: You are gong nuts!
The Charmed One: OOookkaaaaayyyy . . .
Thumperbunnies: I don't get it.
Dr. Lizzie: Is this a fabulous story?
Everybody (sweatdrops): NOOO!!! SHUT UP!!!!
Dr.Lizzie (backs away slowly): Sorry I asked!
Fireboy and Danny Boy: Hey, what's goin' on? What are you guys doing?
*everyone but Dr.Lizzie (who just happen to bump into Skippy while walking backwards and is now panicking as Skippy lectures her about walking bakwards in the classroom because he was giving a Cup of Noodles to someone and dropped it) sweatdrops more*
Why doesn't anybody like it? Waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
violomana