BROOM CLEANING + 4TH WALL EVENT

[shnpc]

WHO: The Whole School + ANYONE ELSE
TONE: That shit cray
RATING: PG – PG-13
WHEN: June 9th and 10th
WHERE: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; Broom cleaning is on the front lawn, but feel free to wander!
WHAT: Students and Teachers are cleaning brooms for the surrounding community in attempt to raise funds. Crazy hijinks ensue when the 4th wall is promptly broken.
NOTES: Use any comment format you like, and tag around! Have a good time and enjoy your stay.

Comments

[quasistellar]

I was using mine, unlike you.

[polariity]

Huh, funny, I don't thee any glatheth. I gueth you weren't really uthing them, were you?

[quasistellar]

You have not changed one whit, save for getting even more absent-minded. It's almost impressive, really. How does one manage to get more idiotic over time?

[polariity]

[Slowly, he starts rolling up the paper in his hand and tucks it into his coat. Shit's about to go down.]

Wow, I didn't know you could judge a whole person in leth than five minutesth when they're buthy with thomething. I'd call it a talent, but we both know you have none.

[quasistellar]

It's you. It took less than five minutes, and a first-year fresh off the train would be able to make the same judgment. It's not about talent, it's about observation. Now, if you would kindly observe where you are going in the future...

[polariity]

What obvthervation, you're blind ath a bat. At leatht I have a reathon for why I'm not looking.

Altho, I do what I want, casse-toi!

[quasistellar]

I am not, you merely went barrelling through the hallway with no consideration for anyone else.

Make me. Also, stop using French; your unfortunate little speech impediment butchers such a lovely language. Quelle dommage.

[polariity]

I wath walking, normal ath anyone elthe, get that brain working unleth it'sth already broken.

[Oooh she did not just tell him not to use his own home language. Artollo sneers.]

Nique ta mere! [Good thing he's not a student any longer, or else that would probably get him expelled.] You're not my bossss.

[quasistellar]

...it's a damn good thing neither of us are students, otherwise I believe we'd both be expelled: you for saying it, and me for considering one of those curses.

As it is, though, see you watch that little issue and where you're going.

[polariity]

I'll thay what I like and I'll do what I like, Conthanthe.

Watch where you're going.

[quasistellar]

[She hisses a curse that sounds like 'va te faire foutre' under her breath.]

I advise you do the same, Apemis.

[polariity]

[There's just a smug eyebrow waggle at that curse.]

Advithe dithmithed. Hope to thee you never, Connie.

[quasistellar]

You would take that as actual advice.

Tch. Likewise.