Specialized in Dark Marks=a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth
Come in and sit down and I'll be right there to torture you…I mean cut the tattoo in your skin.
"Ahhhh…welcome sir! So you would like a Dark Mark?" asked Voldy joyfully.
"Yep. How much is it?" asked the big hairy guy.
"How much…?
"Money!" said the big hairy guy, rolling his eyes.
"Ohhhh..er…it's for free…" answered Voldy.
"That rocks. Now do your thing." The big hairy guy said and he sat in the chair.
"My thing….okay." answered Voldy, puzzled. "MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"No! Are you stupid or something? Give me the Dark Mark, dude!"
"What? Oh..okay!" said Voldy, taking a knife.
5 seconds later.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH HELP ME MOMMYYYYYYYYY!!!!"
"Now, now, sir, it's okay…it's all over now!"
"AHAHHHHHHHHHH THAT HURT!"
"Yes, I know, but now you have a lovely tattoo!"
"IT'S RED?!"
"Yes…it will turn black when I feel like it and then you must come to the Wal-Mart down the street."
"Why?"
"Er…to a meeting."
"For what? Why would I come to a stupid meeting?"
"It's really interesting, all people with the same tattoo as you are going to be there! It'll be really fun!"
The big guy sighed. "Fine…if it doesn't interfere with my schedule."
"You have to come, or the Mark will not stop burning. It will be excruciating pain." Said Voldy, his eyes gleaming evilly.
"WHAT THE F***?"
"Now, now, no need for foul language, you hear mister?! If you come to the Wal-Mart, your Mark will stop burning."
"I guess I have no choice."
"Nope, now go along! I have other customers to see!" waved Voldemort.
The big hairy guy got up and walked out the door, looking steaming mad.
Another big hairy guy came into the shop.
"hey, you, give me a 'Dark Mark' now!"
"Okay! Please sit down sir!"
"How much is it gonna cost me?"
"It's for free!"
"Well, what are you waiting for? Me to jump up and start dancing? Give me the damn tattoo!"
"Okay…okay…"
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When the day was over, Voldemort had given the Dark Mark to 21 people already.
Just then a girl came in. She looked oddly familiar…
"Hello, Ms…."
"Weasley."
"Weasley???? What are you doing here??"
"I want to join your army." Said Ginny.
"Oh? Why?" asked a very surprised Voldemort.
"I want to be evil. I want to laugh evilly. I want a cool tattoo. I want to marry Harry and become a Dark Queen."
"Interesting. Potty is now seeing some of his patients, you'll have to wait until October 13, that's when we have a meeting."
"Fine. Now give me the Dark Mark." Ordered Ginny, sitting down in the chair.
"Okay…but it'll hurt!" warned Voldy.
Ginny did not scream through the whole procedure.
"Why didn't you scream? I love the screaming!" cried Voldemort.
Ginny smiled evilly. "That's why I didn't do it." And she walked out.
"Ohhh…she's evil! She's perfect for Potty…" ooh-ed Voldy.
"Now I must contact Potty and the Evil Munchers with Albie …"
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Hey! Thanks for the reviews! MUHAHAHAHA! No flames though…too bad…I'll have to wait with burning down the school…
Responses:
Bob-the-bear: Hehe…I can imagine someone laughing on a chair and someone looking at her as though she was mad;)
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Aragorn: I'm so stupid. I'm so stupid. Thanks for clearing that up for me. Thanks for clearing that up for me. Review! Review! Sorry I feel like saying everything twice. Sorry I feel like saying everything twice.
Bug2Buggie: MUHAHAHAHAHA! Yep, that's me…Evil…Insane….dangerous…(especially with fire)
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Disclaimer: Er…I am not J.K. Rowling. I already checked a million times in the mirror. Does that clear things up for you? Or do you and I have to go to an asylum together?