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El Taco Taco
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STATUS: 'I know the Goliath Fucking Bird-Eating Spider can't fly because if it could, it would have a different name entirely. We would call it "sir" because it would be the dominant species on the planet.' 6 yrs ago
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'I know the Goliath Fucking Bird-Eating Spider can't fly because if it could, it would have a different name entirely. We would call it "sir" because it would be the dominant species on the planet.'
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'There is no word in the English language for the feeling someone gets when they suddenly realize they're standing next to an unholy monster impersonating a human. Monstralization, maybe?'
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'If Zoey Ashe had known she was being stalked by a man who intended to kill her and then slowly eat her bones, she would've worried more about that and less about getting her cat off the roof.'
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"And watch out for Molly. See if she does anything unusual. There’s something I don’t trust about the way she exploded and then came back from the dead like that."
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"We're talking about a tentacled flying lamp fucker, Dave. What are you prepared to call unlikely?"
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"OK, I've just about had my FILL of riddle-asking, quest-assigning, insult-throwing, pun-hurling, hostage-taking, iron-mongering, smart-arsed fools, freaks, and felons that continually test my will, mettle, strength, intelligence, and most of all, patience! If you've got a straight answer ANYWHERE in that bent little head of yours, I want to hear it pretty damn quick or I'm going to take a large blunt object roughly the size of Elminster AND his hat, and stuff it lengthwise into a crevice of your being so seldom seen that even the denizens of the nine hells themselves wouldn't touch it with a twenty-foot rusty halberd! Have I MADE myself perfectly CLEAR?!" - CHARNAME, Baldur's Gate
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Katie smiled, as innocent as a unicorn.
Really, she thought, Ryan ought to have known better. They had been friends since Hogwarts, and had only grown closer in the years since. She'd learned quickly that the only way to get Ryan to take a break was to simply drag her along. Katie was well versed in engineering situations to force her many workaholic friends to to take a break.
It had been a simple matter to get Aydens gran and grandad to take him for the night. Katie linked her arm through Ryan's, smiling sweetly. That her iron grip wouldn't let her friend budge, well, that was a minor detail.
"Come on, it's been ages since we've gone out. Besides, you need to buy me a drink for my fantastic success, and I need to buy you one for all your hard work."
Katie began to march Ryan towards her room, a bounce in her step, swiftly scooping up her duffel as they went.
"Come on, we're going to put on our hot girl disguises and get properly trashed."
Really, she thought, Ryan ought to have known better. They had been friends since Hogwarts, and had only grown closer in the years since. She'd learned quickly that the only way to get Ryan to take a break was to simply drag her along. Katie was well versed in engineering situations to force her many workaholic friends to to take a break.
It had been a simple matter to get Aydens gran and grandad to take him for the night. Katie linked her arm through Ryan's, smiling sweetly. That her iron grip wouldn't let her friend budge, well, that was a minor detail.
"Come on, it's been ages since we've gone out. Besides, you need to buy me a drink for my fantastic success, and I need to buy you one for all your hard work."
Katie began to march Ryan towards her room, a bounce in her step, swiftly scooping up her duffel as they went.
"Come on, we're going to put on our hot girl disguises and get properly trashed."
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bump because I have poor impulse control
Sadie frowned as George and Seine whispered during the lesson. Had the morning not been quite so awful, she might have shushed them and gotten annoyed. But with things so raw, she couldn’t muster the will to be so sharp. She was already several chapters ahead in the textbook, frustrated by the snail’s pace Professor Thirmin seemed all too content to set.
Suddenly she could hear the Hat humming in her head, Plenty clever…what a thirst to prove yourself. It had flashed images of eagles swathed in bronze and blue with those words in her head, and it seemed all too ready to name her a Ravenclaw before it found whatever had tipped the scales so firmly to Gryffindor. Privately, Sadie wondered if she had been sorted wrong. She loved her house, her friends, but it was frustrating, feeling so alone in her wonder.
Sadie shook her head to clear it. What was done was done—there was no resorting, as far as she knew. She’d just have to make the best of it.
“I’d like the see the squid again,” Sadie murmured. She arched a brow at Seine’s insistence she try some unheard of sweet. Pepper Imps? “Those do not sound good.”
“Would you like to share your conversation with the class?” Professor Thirmin called suddenly. Sadie flushed scarlet, dropping her gaze to her notes. Seine had the good grace to look uncomfortable and manage a quiet ‘no’. Professor Thirmin frowned but, mercifully, did not dock any points and continued on.
The rest of their lessons passed by in a rush. Sadie led the way to the lake, chattering with Seine about music. He was filling her in on the classics of the wizarding world, and seemed amused by the muggle artists she named in return. He offered to lend her records and look bemused when she burst out laughing, calling them quaint.
“Records. What are we, hipsters?” Sadie snorted, “I mean, they’ve got great sound quality and all, but come on. Digital is so much more convenient.”
Seine looked at her blankly, and Sadie sighed.
“It’s like this world is trying to stay backwards,” She said theatrically, tossing her hands in the air.
The three of them were following the banks of the lake, the castle growing ever more distant. The black forrest seemed to almost beckon to her, trees rustling, and it took Sadie a great deal of willpower to remember that it was forbidden.
“We’re not backwards,” Seine said, sounding a little defensive. Sadie snorted again.
“You use owls for mail, Seine. Owls. Back home, I can email or text and get a response instantly. Or call someone instantly, without having to shove my head in a fireplace. I mean, magic is great and all, and I’m super happy to be here, but it’s like I was shot back fifty years. This is so weird.”
“We’ve got quidditch! And dragons!”
“I’ll give you dragons.”
Suddenly she could hear the Hat humming in her head, Plenty clever…what a thirst to prove yourself. It had flashed images of eagles swathed in bronze and blue with those words in her head, and it seemed all too ready to name her a Ravenclaw before it found whatever had tipped the scales so firmly to Gryffindor. Privately, Sadie wondered if she had been sorted wrong. She loved her house, her friends, but it was frustrating, feeling so alone in her wonder.
Sadie shook her head to clear it. What was done was done—there was no resorting, as far as she knew. She’d just have to make the best of it.
“I’d like the see the squid again,” Sadie murmured. She arched a brow at Seine’s insistence she try some unheard of sweet. Pepper Imps? “Those do not sound good.”
“Would you like to share your conversation with the class?” Professor Thirmin called suddenly. Sadie flushed scarlet, dropping her gaze to her notes. Seine had the good grace to look uncomfortable and manage a quiet ‘no’. Professor Thirmin frowned but, mercifully, did not dock any points and continued on.
The rest of their lessons passed by in a rush. Sadie led the way to the lake, chattering with Seine about music. He was filling her in on the classics of the wizarding world, and seemed amused by the muggle artists she named in return. He offered to lend her records and look bemused when she burst out laughing, calling them quaint.
“Records. What are we, hipsters?” Sadie snorted, “I mean, they’ve got great sound quality and all, but come on. Digital is so much more convenient.”
Seine looked at her blankly, and Sadie sighed.
“It’s like this world is trying to stay backwards,” She said theatrically, tossing her hands in the air.
The three of them were following the banks of the lake, the castle growing ever more distant. The black forrest seemed to almost beckon to her, trees rustling, and it took Sadie a great deal of willpower to remember that it was forbidden.
“We’re not backwards,” Seine said, sounding a little defensive. Sadie snorted again.
“You use owls for mail, Seine. Owls. Back home, I can email or text and get a response instantly. Or call someone instantly, without having to shove my head in a fireplace. I mean, magic is great and all, and I’m super happy to be here, but it’s like I was shot back fifty years. This is so weird.”
“We’ve got quidditch! And dragons!”
“I’ll give you dragons.”
MISADVENTURES WILL HAPPEN SOON I PROMISE
also hi I love and miss you and hope you're doing well <3
also hi I love and miss you and hope you're doing well <3
Katie had meant to act as though she hadn't made the cut and then reveal the truth, but as the door opened and she caught sight of Ayden, she realised she couldn't bring herself to upset the kid. Instead, she laughed brightly and rushed in, sweeping him up to carry him at her hip.
"You did!" Katie grinned, holding him apart so she could properly inspect the Falcons shirt. Laughing, she tousled his hair before sweeping him into a spinning hug, laughing brightly as she set him down. "So I owe it to you, yeah?"
As Ryan asked about good news, Katie laughed again, the relief evident across her face.
"I made it. I'm first string, Ryan. First!"
As Charlie spoke of celebration, Katie grinned fiercely up at him and her pulse didn't skip, it didn't this stupid crush was pathetic.
"I like the sound of celebrating," Katie agreed brightly, before moving to join Ryan on the couch. As Ayden clambered into her lap, she set him on a knee, bouncing him. Now that the stress of tryouts and her doctor's visit was over, she was rife with nervous energy that she needed to bleed off.
"Oh, it was mental. You'll never guess, by the way, who I was playing with," Katie told Ryan, shaking her head. "Marcus Fu--Flint," Katie caught herself before she could launch into a proper expletive filled description of the git. "Turns out he left Tutshill, and the prat showed up to our tryouts. I think Pucey tipped him off, they're mates and all."
She made a face, before looking back down to Ayden with a grin.
"But yes, the play by play," Katie laughed, launching into it with gusto. She gesticulated wildly, moving Ayden through the twists and turns as she recounted the match (reassuring him that Weller was okay even after being knocked off his broom) in great detail. Every pass to and from Marcus was peppered with commentary about what a troll, what a prat he was, and Katie couldn't help but be a little glum that, technically, they had lost.
"So, after all that, it's me and Pucey, who is annoying but tolerable, and Flint. You know he broke my ribs three times back at Hogwarts? He's the worst. Just my luck, right? I finally make first string, but I have to play with that complete and utter git."
"You did!" Katie grinned, holding him apart so she could properly inspect the Falcons shirt. Laughing, she tousled his hair before sweeping him into a spinning hug, laughing brightly as she set him down. "So I owe it to you, yeah?"
As Ryan asked about good news, Katie laughed again, the relief evident across her face.
"I made it. I'm first string, Ryan. First!"
As Charlie spoke of celebration, Katie grinned fiercely up at him and her pulse didn't skip, it didn't this stupid crush was pathetic.
"I like the sound of celebrating," Katie agreed brightly, before moving to join Ryan on the couch. As Ayden clambered into her lap, she set him on a knee, bouncing him. Now that the stress of tryouts and her doctor's visit was over, she was rife with nervous energy that she needed to bleed off.
"Oh, it was mental. You'll never guess, by the way, who I was playing with," Katie told Ryan, shaking her head. "Marcus Fu--Flint," Katie caught herself before she could launch into a proper expletive filled description of the git. "Turns out he left Tutshill, and the prat showed up to our tryouts. I think Pucey tipped him off, they're mates and all."
She made a face, before looking back down to Ayden with a grin.
"But yes, the play by play," Katie laughed, launching into it with gusto. She gesticulated wildly, moving Ayden through the twists and turns as she recounted the match (reassuring him that Weller was okay even after being knocked off his broom) in great detail. Every pass to and from Marcus was peppered with commentary about what a troll, what a prat he was, and Katie couldn't help but be a little glum that, technically, they had lost.
"So, after all that, it's me and Pucey, who is annoying but tolerable, and Flint. You know he broke my ribs three times back at Hogwarts? He's the worst. Just my luck, right? I finally make first string, but I have to play with that complete and utter git."
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Possibly delicious!
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I am actually a bit burned out on high fantasy at the moment, my dude! Sorry about that.
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blammo you have been hit tf up
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JOKES ON YOU, APRIL'S PRETTY MUCH THE WORST SORRY NO REFUNDS
Also, yes good this sounds perfect. April might literally just shout NEEEERRRRD at them, but I promise it will be delivered with at least thirty six degrees of fondness.
It's all good! I am a human encyclopedia of HP knowledge and you can run shit by me (which is usually just me looking thru the wiki because I seriously need to reread the books). Also, I'm all about bending canon to explore cool shit, so no worries.
My starter is built around the classic "this newbie is your new partner, don't fuck it all up" so if that sounds good, I can shoot you a pee em and we can get this shitshow rolling!
Also, yes good this sounds perfect. April might literally just shout NEEEERRRRD at them, but I promise it will be delivered with at least thirty six degrees of fondness.
It's all good! I am a human encyclopedia of HP knowledge and you can run shit by me (which is usually just me looking thru the wiki because I seriously need to reread the books). Also, I'm all about bending canon to explore cool shit, so no worries.
My starter is built around the classic "this newbie is your new partner, don't fuck it all up" so if that sounds good, I can shoot you a pee em and we can get this shitshow rolling!
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