Disclaimer;; I don't own any of the characters here... but me. They all belong to JKR, and as much as we all wish we were swimming in money, I don't. And if you think I'm her... then you're way off, as she has some mad writing skills, and I, you know, don't.
Author's Note;; Heh, sorry I haven't updated in a while. More reviews, pretty please? I've got 20, and my friend almost has 100. -Pout- I want mooooore. Isn't mine just as good? Now, here we go. Sirius is in bold. James is in bold italics. Lily is in italic underline. And Remus is in italics.
Marauders Mag 5;;
Guess who it iiiiissssss! Yes, it's James Potter! Introducing /you/ to Marauders Mag, where we sit here and answer questions and stuff, wasting our time from our undying boredom, and the fact we're dead.
... I'm not dead!
No one likes you. Everyone hates you. They're all out without you, having fun.
How angsty... And I have friends, Sirius. Who the hell are you, eh?
Pirates do not have friends, Moo– WAIT! I WANTED TO INTRODUCE US!
We settled this last time... We're taking turns so you don't hog everything, you big... hogger.
:Chokes: MOO?
Devil::Snickers: Moomoo! Moomoo Remus! Remmy-moo-kins::Points and laughs:
:Mutters: Why do you always have to take Sirius' side?
Devil: I do not always take his side. I didn't take his side when he TACKLED ME.
Sorry? Well, you were talking too much, and weren't smart enough!
Devil: Like you knew who those people were!
... So? I'm not meant to!
Devil: Well, neither am I!
Oh? Well, sorry, then.
Oh my. You made him say sorry! Unbelievable!
I've said sorry before!
Oh? When?
... I don't quite remember.
:Rolls eyes:
Devil: Forgiven, Sirius. Now, let's get on with this. Where's Lily?
You should know. You're writing this, Devil.
Devil: ... Well, she's your wife!
Not since Sirius made us three years younger.
Devil: His calculations may of been incorrect.
I wouldn't doubt that.
Maybe Lily actually ISN'T HERE::Dances around:
Do not insult my wife; You were the best man, remember!
So? It isn't like she's MY wife. And she sucked the fun from everything. :Pout: No fun anymore. You've got a wife instructing you, Peter's a traitor, and Remus doesn't do any of the things I tell him to!
'Cause I have a mind of my own, and following you, of all people, is a mindless action, and I definitely have a mind.
... Go be friends with Hermione.
Wrong era, sorry.
Is there no time travel? We could trade you for Fred and George::Throws something at Remus:
:Disappears:
Fred and George::Appear:
Wow! Cool! Do it again! Sparkly!
... Okaaaay... Hey! It worked! Hi Fred! Hi George!
Fred and George: ... Hiya?
This is so cool.
Didn't we come here to answer questions.
Yeah, I guess. Oi, wanna help, you guys?
Fred: None of the questions will be directed at us!
Devil: Bet you didn't expect this, eh?
I sure didn't.
Oh! Damn! When did you get here?
I've been here the whole time. Just 'cause you can't hear me doesn't mean I'm not here!
:Grumble: Whatever. To the questions.
Fred and George: "James, how long have you liked Lily? BE TRUTHFUL!"
... Longer than you want to know?
It wasn't a first sight thing, right?
Fifth sight.
At the least?
...No. Most. :P
Aww... I have no idea how to react to this...
Good all the same?
George: Okay... What are you guys gonna do when you reach a Remus Question, and he isn't here to answer it?
:Evil grin: We'll tackle that when we meet it... Next question!
F & G: "Why?"
Why what?
Why my?
Oh me, oh my, oh you!
What?
What tot?
oO; Yeah... Let's continue with the next question...
Devil: ... I am not held responsible for any deaths of people dying laughing. Thanks.
Fred and George: "Remus, why do you hang out with James and Sirius? You know, you could have to go to the funny farm..."
What now?
Remus hangs out with us 'cause he wants attention, and he likes to help us pass tests. And he doesn't give a damn about the funny farm; He's already been there.
Shouldn't Remus really answer that?
Bright light::Shines:
:Appears again: I WANT TO ANSWER MY– Oh, I'm here. I do not know why I hang out with 'em anymore. Maybe my sanity has slipped so much, and I'd rather be doing the pranks, rather than being the subject of them?
Are Fred and George still here?
Fred and George::Are not here:
Sorry, Padfoot. They're gone.
How sad... NEXT QUESTION! Who gets to say THIS one, then?
I will. You guys need to pay me back!
Fine then. :Pout:
"Remus, would you date me? I am really nice, and I like to read and learn just like you."
:Snickers:
:Blush: Erm. I'm not sure. Maaaaaaaybe.
:Raises eyebrow:
Roli::Barges in and steals Remus:
:Screech: I'M BEING KIDNAPPED!
Devil: ... Stop. Comeback. Murder. Police. :Blank voice:
:Eyetwitch: HELP ME.
No. :Grins:
Oh, two seconds. :Looks at question: And the gals name is Blizzard, Padfoot. Now, can she have your babies?
Is she hot?
God, you're shallow...
You're right. Maybe, Blizzard, if I was more than a make-believe character, made from a figment of JK Rowling's fabulous imagination, created purely to be a key character in a story formed by her, so my soul purpose is not to be a living, breathing being, but to be there for entertainment.
... Yeeeeeeeah.
Which means no, sorry.
"If you walk into a room, and see a bike with two wheels, how many spaghettios can fit in my shoe?"
I don't know? Don't all bikes have two wheels.
No, not all of them. Unicycles. There's the works.
Well... I guess... what size shoe do you have::Starts stuffing spaghettios in shoe:
Devil::Pokes James: What the hell is a spaghettio?
Shut up, and keep acting like you know what it is... It'll work. It'll work.
"If you're driving towards an intersection at 50mph, how many pancakes does it take to cover a dog-house?"
... Depends what type of dog-house, right?
Trying to fill in for Remus?
Yup yup... Is it working?
No way. But nice try. I guess it would– Hold on. What does an intersection have to do with pancakes, and a dog-house?
And why would anyone want to cover their dog-house in pancakes, anyway?
Must... resist... pancakey... goodness... Mmm... Pancakes... :Drools:
Devil: He's out, guys. All must know... Sirius is totally and utterly out of it.
He's dreaming about blimin' pancakes! He's disturbed, I tell you!
:Is randomly thrown back into room: I do not like you're bloody friends.
Devil: She barely knows she even has a guest spot.
oO;; But... how can she do something without knowing?
Devil: I do not know. I really don't. Maybe 'cause I control her?
What are you? God?
He lives!
Yay. :Sarcasm:
You two need to get along...
No. We don't.
Devil: ... I think Roli ships Remus/Lily. :Smugness:
oO;
oO; But she kidnapped me!
Devil::Shrugs: I just think she does. Though she CLAIMS she ships Tonks/Remus.
Er. Yay?
Devil::Shrugs: I'm really just trying to let this go for as long as I can. Six pages is short, you know?
I can't write a six page essay, though.
Or can you?
... I wouldn't know.
Yeah, you haven't tried!
Almost seven pages!
I can't write seven page essays either. I want to be smarter.
What a good wish. Looks like you're finally thinking better. Think he's becoming more sane?
Not a chance.
Too true.
Stop iiiitttt! I was never insane! I may end up insane... But if I was insane, I would be dancing like a monkey, singing "Old McDonald had a Swoose! E I E I O!"
But I saw you doing that yesterday.
I'm not going to ask how you know that.
oO
oO;;;;;;;
We were drinking
I didn't drink that much.
You guys aren't helping yourselves.
You're just sick. Go get stolen again.
Devil: This is highly disturbing...
You're telling me!
Devil: Remus, you were there.
No, I wasn't.
Wait.. You're right. He passed out on the couch!
oO No I didn't!
How would you know?
I expect he drunk more than us.
I doubt Remus would drink.
Remus is our friend; He does a lot of unexpected things. He got bitten by a werewolf, for heavens sake! Think of HOW he got bitten by a werewolf?
Greback ran inside his house and bit him?
Bet he was running around after dark, when he was meant to be asleep!
Was not.
Was too.
Devil: Stop your stupid little fight, boys.
I will if they will!
:Grumbles: Next question?
Devil: There's no more questions, sorry, Remus.
Oh. Dang. So it's the end?
That's the eeeeeennnnnnddd!
I guess so.
James guesses sooooo!
Devil: Someone... sign out, or something. oO
Devil thinks someone should sign ooouuuut!
Shut up, Padfoot.
James thinks I should shut uuuuuuuppppp! But I wooooon't!
Music Padfoot is so annoying.
Lily thinks I'm annoying! But I don't really caaare! As you are more annoying than meeeeee!
For heavens sake... This is James, Lily, Remus, Devil, and...
:Spins around, sinking like a drunk person:
An insane dude, signing out.