Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere we go..*whispers* If you value your sanity, run.
That's it..hit that nice big shiny back button. Because this is going to be
mindblowingly stupid. I mean it. I have no mercy.
Samara: Neither do I
Me: Eep.
IN WHICH I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON BECAUSE I KEEP PASSING OUT, SO THIS COULD GET INTERESTING..
Me: *wakes up* Ooooh. New chapter. How did I get here?
Sirius: I dragged you.
Me: My hero.
Sirius: You need to go on diet.
Me: ¬_¬
Remus: So. I seem to be the only one with a mere hint of sanity. What is going on?
Everyone (including Samara): How should I know?!
Me: *passes out again*
Fred: Oh, crikey.
George: Youre useless.
Ron: She is.
George: Where did you come from?
Ron: Well, when Mum and Dad-
Everyone: *stuffs fingers in ears and start singing loudly*
Me: *is woken up by singing* Hi Ron. Where did you come from?
Ron: I was just saying, when Mum an- *has tennis ball shoved in mouth by Harry* mufflemsstmummmble.
Everyone: Phew, thanks Harry.
Harry: No problem. *looks at Sirius* Didn't you die?
Sirius: Apparently.
James: Harry! My son!
Harry: ..
James: Its me! Your father!
Harry: *narrows eyes*
James: *looks crestfallen* Whaaaaaaaat?
Harry: Its YOUR fault I look like this. And have tragic hair.
James: Oh. Yeah. Sorry about that..
Hermione: As touching as this all is, shouldn't there be a plot in here somewhere?
Me: o_0 Hey! That was my line!
Hermione: Bite me.
Me: *bares fangs*
Samara: Ehem.
Me: X__x
Hermione: Cheers, Sammy.
Everyone: O_o
Samara: o_O
Hermione: Whaaaaaaaaaat?
Draco Malfoy: You smell.
Everyone: Bugger off!
Draco: Ok..
Harry: Aww..nuts..
Everyone: o_O
*ripping noise in air*
Everyone: Whassat?
*Lyra and Will appear*
Everyone: o_O
Will: Hello. Where are we?
Remus: *points at unconscious Frederika* In her fic.
Will: I..see..
Lyra: Dude, this is so NOT the world of the dead.
Will: *looking at sprawled author and at Samara absent mindedly picking off a bit of her own flesh* You sure?
Lyra: Shuttup or I wont fall in love with you.
Will: 0_o I'm quiet.
Lyra: Lets go then..Pan! Come on..
Pan: *is busy prodding Frederika's sleeping daemon*
((Me: You don't know what I'm talking about? Go buy Northern Lights. And tell Phillip Pullman I aint advertising his books for FREE y'know..))
My daemon: Murgzzz..
Pan: *bites daemon*
My daemon: YIPE!
Me: *wakes up* Whassamatter? Will? Lyra? WHAT TH-
Samara: Shut up.
Me: X____x
Lyra, Pan and Will: This is weird. Bye! See you all in the world of the dead! *leaves*
Samara: *follows*
Me: *wakes up*
George: *wearing wig, pretending to be Samara* Wooooo!
Me: *di-* Hey, wait a second..*chases after George trying to transfigure him into something nasty*
Everyone: You're a witch?!
Me: Course. Do I look like a muggle?!
Everyone: *looks at her muggle clothes, lack of any magical ability and big shiny badge that says "Big Up The Muggles!"*
Me: *waves sharp things* Do. I. Look. Like. A. Muggle?
Everyone: *eyeing sharp objects and lying through teeth* No.
Me: Good. Onto the next chapter! *tries to dive into next chapter but only succeeds in bellyflopping*
Everyone: *rolls eyes and follows*
I've said it many times before, and I will say it again. Flames are only useful for toasting marshmallows..
-----()_)
Me: Mmmm. Marshmallows.
Samara: *pouts* I want a marshmallow.
Me: Please don't kill me.
Samara: *narrows scary pupil-less eyes* Give me a marshmallow then..
Me: X____x
Samara: Neither do I
Me: Eep.
IN WHICH I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON BECAUSE I KEEP PASSING OUT, SO THIS COULD GET INTERESTING..
Me: *wakes up* Ooooh. New chapter. How did I get here?
Sirius: I dragged you.
Me: My hero.
Sirius: You need to go on diet.
Me: ¬_¬
Remus: So. I seem to be the only one with a mere hint of sanity. What is going on?
Everyone (including Samara): How should I know?!
Me: *passes out again*
Fred: Oh, crikey.
George: Youre useless.
Ron: She is.
George: Where did you come from?
Ron: Well, when Mum and Dad-
Everyone: *stuffs fingers in ears and start singing loudly*
Me: *is woken up by singing* Hi Ron. Where did you come from?
Ron: I was just saying, when Mum an- *has tennis ball shoved in mouth by Harry* mufflemsstmummmble.
Everyone: Phew, thanks Harry.
Harry: No problem. *looks at Sirius* Didn't you die?
Sirius: Apparently.
James: Harry! My son!
Harry: ..
James: Its me! Your father!
Harry: *narrows eyes*
James: *looks crestfallen* Whaaaaaaaat?
Harry: Its YOUR fault I look like this. And have tragic hair.
James: Oh. Yeah. Sorry about that..
Hermione: As touching as this all is, shouldn't there be a plot in here somewhere?
Me: o_0 Hey! That was my line!
Hermione: Bite me.
Me: *bares fangs*
Samara: Ehem.
Me: X__x
Hermione: Cheers, Sammy.
Everyone: O_o
Samara: o_O
Hermione: Whaaaaaaaaaat?
Draco Malfoy: You smell.
Everyone: Bugger off!
Draco: Ok..
Harry: Aww..nuts..
Everyone: o_O
*ripping noise in air*
Everyone: Whassat?
*Lyra and Will appear*
Everyone: o_O
Will: Hello. Where are we?
Remus: *points at unconscious Frederika* In her fic.
Will: I..see..
Lyra: Dude, this is so NOT the world of the dead.
Will: *looking at sprawled author and at Samara absent mindedly picking off a bit of her own flesh* You sure?
Lyra: Shuttup or I wont fall in love with you.
Will: 0_o I'm quiet.
Lyra: Lets go then..Pan! Come on..
Pan: *is busy prodding Frederika's sleeping daemon*
((Me: You don't know what I'm talking about? Go buy Northern Lights. And tell Phillip Pullman I aint advertising his books for FREE y'know..))
My daemon: Murgzzz..
Pan: *bites daemon*
My daemon: YIPE!
Me: *wakes up* Whassamatter? Will? Lyra? WHAT TH-
Samara: Shut up.
Me: X____x
Lyra, Pan and Will: This is weird. Bye! See you all in the world of the dead! *leaves*
Samara: *follows*
Me: *wakes up*
George: *wearing wig, pretending to be Samara* Wooooo!
Me: *di-* Hey, wait a second..*chases after George trying to transfigure him into something nasty*
Everyone: You're a witch?!
Me: Course. Do I look like a muggle?!
Everyone: *looks at her muggle clothes, lack of any magical ability and big shiny badge that says "Big Up The Muggles!"*
Me: *waves sharp things* Do. I. Look. Like. A. Muggle?
Everyone: *eyeing sharp objects and lying through teeth* No.
Me: Good. Onto the next chapter! *tries to dive into next chapter but only succeeds in bellyflopping*
Everyone: *rolls eyes and follows*
I've said it many times before, and I will say it again. Flames are only useful for toasting marshmallows..
-----()_)
Me: Mmmm. Marshmallows.
Samara: *pouts* I want a marshmallow.
Me: Please don't kill me.
Samara: *narrows scary pupil-less eyes* Give me a marshmallow then..
Me: X____x