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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 29, 2003 19:34:06 GMT -5
(*oocly glares at IDL for not posting*)
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 30, 2003 6:01:07 GMT -5
*tries to think*
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 30, 2003 15:27:00 GMT -5
(OOC: What is there to think about?! Read my post!)
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 30, 2003 15:29:01 GMT -5
(OOC: What is there to think about?! Read my post!) (there's plenty to think about! Like what to have for lunch, when to call my friend, what shirt I hsould wear  ) |
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 30, 2003 15:39:32 GMT -5
(......as in, the RP.)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2003 16:14:39 GMT -5
Er....back to the story? Where IS Peanut/CrazyWriter?
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 30, 2003 17:35:53 GMT -5
Er....back to the story? Where IS Peanut/CrazyWriter? {Waiting for you to talk to me.} |
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 30, 2003 18:17:12 GMT -5
((Fine, I'll talk  )) Brandon sat down nervously. Dumbledore took a seat and smiled. "So, Madame Pomfrey, what is wrong?" "This young man," she said, "brought a dead body into my Hospitla wing. I believe he has soem sort of connection." Dmbledore's face grew solemn. "A dead body, you sya, Madame Pomfrey? Is this true, Master Brandon?" He nodded dumbly. "Did you kill the student?" He shook his head. "Do you know who did?" He continued to shake his head. "Then you may go." Madame Pomfrey looked at Dumbleore, aghast. "What are you-" "He is free to go," said Dumbledore. "And I believe what we should do is find the murderer." Brandon shot out of the room and down to the hospital wing. Why hadnt he thought of it before? Petrify him, and stall the brain, giving him some time to... to... do something, whatever it was. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2003 20:28:18 GMT -5
Gwen walked into the washroom nervously; she had never been good at giving other people advice, and had definitely never dealt with anything quite so serious as this. She sat down beside Shae, and could barely whisper "It's all right, it's all right..." She felt white hot tears streaming down her cheeks, yet she didn't even bother to brush them away. All she was thinking about was how many people knew who really killed the boy... Marie might ... Brandon is probably trying to pass it off as his own handiwork, but will now obviously admit it isn't since he and Mercy are with Dumbledore .... I think just I know who really was the killer. My lips are sealed.
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Post by crazywriter on Oct 1, 2003 10:11:06 GMT -5
"Oh, god," I murmered, "oh god, oh god, oh god..." I just couldn't forget what had happened. "It was me, not the stone... its anger, my actions.... me..." I started sobbing again.
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Post by Digital_Eon on Oct 1, 2003 15:20:34 GMT -5
Mercy, unfortunately, was not allowed to go yet. As Brandon shut the door, she said, "It wasn't him, I saw the killer, and it wasn't me either. It wasn't human."
"In that case, what was it?"
"I..." Mercy searched her mind for the right words. "It was... dark, and large, and I have no idea, but it was something not from the school."
The response was silence.
"And I only was hanging around the front to see what happened to Brandon and to help if he was convicted-er, if no one believed him."
"We might question you later, but you may also go."
With a sigh, Mercy stood up and shut the door behind her.
She walked by the washroom on the way, and noticed the door was open slightly. There was a sound from inside, as if someone was crying. Mercy didn't want to interrupt anyone so she continued walking.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2003 15:47:32 GMT -5
((Good choice. If you entered, Gwen would probably hang you by the neck.))
Gwen tried to comfort Shae, although she was at a loss for words. Suddenly, she heard footsteps. In an instant, she was on her feet with her wand out, ready to punce on whoever dared come in here. As it was, the footsteps halted, then continued down the hall. Gwen sat down, although she was more than a little nervous; if the person whose footsteps those were heard Shae ... I must say we're both pretty darned doomed. As it was, she stood up. "Come on Shae, it's not safe here. Where would nobody ever dream of coming, aside from here?"
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Post by crazywriter on Oct 1, 2003 17:26:15 GMT -5
"Here, I'll show you," I said softly after a few minutes, getting up and walking to the back of the bathroom.
"It's where I sleep most of the time... Only Myrtly knows about it.... and Brandon..." I opened the wall up, and climbed in, waiting for Gwen to enter.
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Post by Marie Keaves on Oct 2, 2003 10:03:32 GMT -5
Marie came into the great hall to an enormous amount of hushed and worried voices. Something was going on here... and she intended to find out. She sat down beside Tina at the Hufflepuff table, and asked what was going on.
"Didn't you hear? There's...been an accident. One of our classmates might be dead." Her friend said.
Marie looked at her in disbelief. How could someone die? Unless... Brandon had gone prancing about the halls and had suddenly got the urge to kill something. No... It couldn't be. Even he's a jerk, but he probably wouldn't do something like that.... would he? Marie thought. She ate most of lunch in silence, as did almost everyone. Except for some gossiping around the hall.
The 5th year sighed. She'd have to go find Brandon....again.
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Post by crazywriter on Oct 2, 2003 10:31:02 GMT -5
{VERY not good... You find him stunning a dead kid in the hospital wing, he is DEEAAD and EXPEEELLED!
Where's Ajenn?}
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