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He's gone.

Fuck everything about this place. Fuck you and your stupid scientists. I hope all of your data comes out shit, and you have to send us all back home and it was all for nothing, you fucking arseholes. This is bullshit.

Who: James & Sirius (party world)
What: angsty cuddles.
When: Saturday, after the departures (slightly backdated)
Where: random street, at least for starters
Warnings: sads

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booze & biscuits for anyone who needs em.



Now who wants to take me on a date?

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[marek]

I'm mad at you now.

Well, I suppose that's the end of our little experiment in anarcho-syndicalism.

Warded to Vati, Marek, Melinda
And now we have politics. Bets on how many days before everyone's at one another's throats? Personally I'd put the line at half a week, but possibly that's too charitable.

Is Mr. Slytherin gone too? He didn't show up for my lesson this morning.

Well. I'm definitely not in London anymore. Maybe? I don't know. This looks like a village, not a compound. Can anyone see this? I'm pretty sure a homeless person chloroformed me, dragged me into some back alley clinic, and tried to convince me I've been kidnapped to live as a lab rat by a group of mad scientists. They, of course, counted themselves among the latter regime of dastardly brains, tasked with poking and prodding the puny humans to discern what makes them tick. Now, that being said, I would totally discount it if London wasn't (a) not London, and (b) so bloody empty. Seriously. Where is everyone? And everything? The streets aren't the same, nor are the buildings, ergo this is not London. Ergo, where have I been kidnapped to? Please don't say compound run by mad scientists. Please.

P.S. Where's Gamma Block? Is it a street? I have a flat you know. It's on NOT Gamma Black.
P.P.S. Can someone contact my Editor and tell him that his most favorite and efficient junior photographer, Prudence Creevey, has been kidnapped in the name of SCIENCE?

Sirilla where the fuck are you? I've been waiting outside your house for an hour. Hello? Breakfast?

I'M BACK BITCHES!! 

Okay, well that was so quick I feel like I got whiplash.  How nice of you freaks to let me see the last five more seconds of my life.  At least I got one more hit in at the end.

Anyways, this does not look like Christmas world.  Did the world change in the five seconds I was gone? 

Frank? James? Anyone care to explain what is going on!

Why?  Why did Alpha have to take both of my best mates.  BOTH Ernie and Justin?!  Really?

You couldn't have left one of them with me?  Now our home we shared feels so utterly empty.  I didn't care that Justin was from another world. He was still Justin and we were still best mates.

All I want to do now is visit the bar and have a drink or two.  I just feel sad and drinking can help me forget how sad and lonely I am all of a sudden.

Er- I have to give a charms practical for fifth years tomorrow so I should probably get going.

How did I get here anyway?

I have to say, if this is the afterlife? I'm extremely disappointed. You could at least make some effort, hand out some wings or something. Possibly a harp, although I don't really have any use for one. Still, it would have been nice to have been offered one. I'm not really sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't this.

Is there still telly when you're dead?

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So. A year. I c