Jul. 15th, 2009
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Jul. 7th, 2009
Someone kick James in the head and make him stop being a twatwaffle. We keep throwing Reggie off the cloud at him but it doesn't seem to be working out like we want it to.
Also, Pete, we are totally in a fight right now. What the heck, dude. Did too.
It's really crowded up here, but I have shoulders again, my brother can walk, and Agnes has the best pot stash ever.
Also, Pete, we are totally in a fight right now. What the heck, dude. Did too.
It's really crowded up here, but I have shoulders again, my brother can walk, and Agnes has the best pot stash ever.
Jun. 13th, 2009
Well look at this. He finally gets a date and I'm not around to ask him if he ~got any~ or not.
Not braw.
Not braw.
May. 9th, 2009
Well this sucks.
At least I'm not all burnt up still.
At least I'm not all burnt up still.
Mar. 2nd, 2009
Oh, Elle, love. We fight and die because sometimes, that's all that's left. We fight so that we can live with ourselves. Or at least that's why I fight. Why I fought. You can't know what they do to people and then just sit around and do nothing about it. It isn't even about winning and losing. It's war and eventually, everyone loses. But while you're still around, while you can still make an impact, it's your duty to do that. Not because you signed something or because you took some oath, but because in your heart, you know they're wrong and that it would be a sin to do nothing. Even if you could run, would you? Would you be able to sit down in your flat in Australia, or France, or wherever and not think about what's happening in England?
It isn't... tangible... like it used to be, I guess. Because you are where you are and you're fighting an idea. The good you want to fight for isn't the good that used to be in power and I know that's hard. The good has to come from you. It has to be what you really believe the world should be like. And if that isn't enough, if that doesn't have enough logic in it for you, then Elle, baby, maybe you shouldn't be fighting at all. But I know that isn't you. You wouldn't still be there if it was.
I wish you could hear me. I wish I could still be there for you. I'm so sorry.
It isn't... tangible... like it used to be, I guess. Because you are where you are and you're fighting an idea. The good you want to fight for isn't the good that used to be in power and I know that's hard. The good has to come from you. It has to be what you really believe the world should be like. And if that isn't enough, if that doesn't have enough logic in it for you, then Elle, baby, maybe you shouldn't be fighting at all. But I know that isn't you. You wouldn't still be there if it was.
I wish you could hear me. I wish I could still be there for you. I'm so sorry.
Feb. 19th, 2009
Feb. 13th, 2009
An answer to your question, James. I am dead. However, I will appease your request for a drawing:
Feb. 8th, 2009
Feb. 3rd, 2009
Do I belong here? I am dead. Well, I'm undead, but that's simply a technicality.
Jan. 24th, 2009
>:O
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Are you fucking with me? Fuck you Mr Poncey McTwatterson, women's got just as much skills as what men's got and twice what you got.
Are you fucking with me? Fuck you Mr Poncey McTwatterson, women's got just as much skills as what men's got and twice what you got.
Jan. 18th, 2009
I died for this? Thank goodness that there isn't a war on or anything(!)
My, that bracketed exclamation mark is really catching on. I wonder what bright spark thought it up? Devilishly handsome, if I should care to guess at an identity.
- E.A. Bones.
My, that bracketed exclamation mark is really catching on. I wonder what bright spark thought it up? Devilishly handsome, if I should care to guess at an identity.
- E.A. Bones.
Jan. 16th, 2009
I'm DEAD and you guys are discussing my ORGASMS?!
P.S. Sirius, your brother still won't sleep with me.
P.S. Sirius, your brother still won't sleep with me.
Jan. 15th, 2009
Basically, you're all fucked.
AHEM.
SURNAME: Meadowes GIVEN NAME: Dorcas Wilhelmina Sunburst
AGE: Permanently suspended in time at the age of 19.
BLOOD TYPE: Halfblood
HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5'5" / Weightless (I weighed like, 130 lbs in life, though!)
ALLERGIES: Latex, and I FOUND THAT OUT THE HARD WAY, I'LL TELL YOU.
INJURIES: January 1979 -- Attacked by a werewolf (not full moon), torn knee, broken collarbone
April 1979 -- Attacked in my flat
May 1979 -- Various Diagon Alley-related injuries
August 1979 -- Crucioed, Sectumsempraed, and purple-fired so that I got scars and a lot of broken ribs
August 1979 (again) -- Crucioed and generally beaten up
September 1979 -- Sectumsempraed (again), Cruicied, generally beaten up some more
November 1979 -- Scratched by Tabitha Pryce (not the full moon)
January 2, 1980 -- Crucioed (yet again), beaten up, cut, and various other ailments. Also, dead.
PAST/CURRENT PRESCRIPTIONS: You don't need prescriptions in heaven.
OTHER: I'm dead.
SURNAME: Meadowes GIVEN NAME: Dorcas Wilhelmina Sunburst
AGE: Permanently suspended in time at the age of 19.
BLOOD TYPE: Halfblood
HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5'5" / Weightless (I weighed like, 130 lbs in life, though!)
ALLERGIES: Latex, and I FOUND THAT OUT THE HARD WAY, I'LL TELL YOU.
INJURIES: January 1979 -- Attacked by a werewolf (not full moon), torn knee, broken collarbone
April 1979 -- Attacked in my flat
May 1979 -- Various Diagon Alley-related injuries
August 1979 -- Crucioed, Sectumsempraed, and purple-fired so that I got scars and a lot of broken ribs
August 1979 (again) -- Crucioed and generally beaten up
September 1979 -- Sectumsempraed (again), Cruicied, generally beaten up some more
November 1979 -- Scratched by Tabitha Pryce (not the full moon)
January 2, 1980 -- Crucioed (yet again), beaten up, cut, and various other ailments. Also, dead.
PAST/CURRENT PRESCRIPTIONS: You don't need prescriptions in heaven.
OTHER: I'm dead.
Jan. 14th, 2009
That did not quite go according to plan.
Why can we not ward anything on this stupid cloud?
Why can we not ward anything on this stupid cloud?
All right, look.
IT WAS WALDEN MACNAIR, YOU FUCKERS. I didn't even die for anything good. That shebitch is running around again. Will you guys at least make sure she doesn't find out Elle killed her husband-thing? Someone? Anyone? She's obviously still pissed with me, so I don't think I want her on my cloud just yet. Besides, no one can do the wedding thing up here. Except maybe Edgar? What do you think, Bones? If my baby dies down there, will you do a post mortem wedding for us up here? I'd ask Crouch, but I think he might have gone off to join the Headless Hunt or something.
Never mind. Elle, love, just don't die.
Merlin, you guys are fucked. Rufus, Mill, Pepper SOMEONE smoke out Amycus Carrow, that fucking twat is your goddamned fucking leak, you shits. I guess it's my fault. He was my trainee, I should have seen it. I always just thought he was a little fucking weird, but...
As a side-note: someone go be Dedalus's friend. Go live with him. He's all alone in that big fucking house and he was my best mate. So really. Someone go keep him company.
James - there's no brooms up here, mate. It's fucking horrid.
Ugh, never mind. I'm going to go help Fenwick pick himself up again.
Cheers,
Al
IT WAS WALDEN MACNAIR, YOU FUCKERS. I didn't even die for anything good. That shebitch is running around again. Will you guys at least make sure she doesn't find out Elle killed her husband-thing? Someone? Anyone? She's obviously still pissed with me, so I don't think I want her on my cloud just yet. Besides, no one can do the wedding thing up here. Except maybe Edgar? What do you think, Bones? If my baby dies down there, will you do a post mortem wedding for us up here? I'd ask Crouch, but I think he might have gone off to join the Headless Hunt or something.
Never mind. Elle, love, just don't die.
Merlin, you guys are fucked. Rufus, Mill, Pepper SOMEONE smoke out Amycus Carrow, that fucking twat is your goddamned fucking leak, you shits. I guess it's my fault. He was my trainee, I should have seen it. I always just thought he was a little fucking weird, but...
As a side-note: someone go be Dedalus's friend. Go live with him. He's all alone in that big fucking house and he was my best mate. So really. Someone go keep him company.
James - there's no brooms up here, mate. It's fucking horrid.
Ugh, never mind. I'm going to go help Fenwick pick himself up again.
Cheers,
Al
To my esteemed colleagues still on alive and (not-so) well on earth,
For starters, WHY THE FUCK HAS IT TAKEN YOU SO LONG TO REALISE THAT I AM DEAD, AND THIS IS SAD? Seriously. And Marly and Emmy, you really thought that the Ministry got fucking taken over and I was in a pub? I don't know if I'd call that a midjudgment of my character or just serious denial.
Secondly, Aloysius, STAY AWAY FROM BLETCHLEY AND ROOKWOOD. They're both evil. Evil Death Eater sorts. The DoM really should start working on getting better background checks! Perhaps add a question: How do you feel about the violent overthrow of legitimate government and murder (YES, MURDER) of your colleagues by bigots intent on eradicating Muggleborns? It should weed out the bad eggs, I think.
Third... When did everyone on the planet get so sloppy with birth control? Lily, Alice, Meaghan, Narcy Malfoy, and That Bitch Avery are all pregnant? (By the way, you wouldn't believe the things that you can see when you're omniscient. Some of it is kind of disturbing, for instance, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy cuddling and Marius and Astra Lestrange having pregnant sex. I looked away when Rodolphus and Bellatrix got a private moment.)
That is all I have to say on the matter, as I've seriously disturbed myself. Anyway. I'm off to get high. Heaven has the best dope.
Love,
Dorcas
P.S. Kingsley, you are still fit when you're wounded.
P.P.S. HOW HAS NO ONE TOLD KINGSLEY THAT I'M DEAD YET? I keep trying to shout it down to him, but he doesn't seem to hear.
For starters, WHY THE FUCK HAS IT TAKEN YOU SO LONG TO REALISE THAT I AM DEAD, AND THIS IS SAD? Seriously. And Marly and Emmy, you really thought that the Ministry got fucking taken over and I was in a pub? I don't know if I'd call that a midjudgment of my character or just serious denial.
Secondly, Aloysius, STAY AWAY FROM BLETCHLEY AND ROOKWOOD. They're both evil. Evil Death Eater sorts. The DoM really should start working on getting better background checks! Perhaps add a question: How do you feel about the violent overthrow of legitimate government and murder (YES, MURDER) of your colleagues by bigots intent on eradicating Muggleborns? It should weed out the bad eggs, I think.
Third... When did everyone on the planet get so sloppy with birth control? Lily, Alice, Meaghan, Narcy Malfoy, and That Bitch Avery are all pregnant? (By the way, you wouldn't believe the things that you can see when you're omniscient. Some of it is kind of disturbing, for instance, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy cuddling and Marius and Astra Lestrange having pregnant sex. I looked away when Rodolphus and Bellatrix got a private moment.)
That is all I have to say on the matter, as I've seriously disturbed myself. Anyway. I'm off to get high. Heaven has the best dope.
Love,
Dorcas
P.S. Kingsley, you are still fit when you're wounded.
P.P.S. HOW HAS NO ONE TOLD KINGSLEY THAT I'M DEAD YET? I keep trying to shout it down to him, but he doesn't seem to hear.
