10-06-2014, 01:18 AM
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| Abraxan
Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8)
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart Graduated
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| .... I'm sorry. >_< ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf This lesson was SUPER entertaining, and there was food. So there were NO complaints from this little Gryffindor. No. He just sat, floating on his stool, casually munching his floating apple until he reached the core. Eeewww... core. Quote:
Originally Posted by Edward Penguin Ian watched with shocked confusion as the professor physically handled a student and threw them in a closet and then directed that the head girl guard her. This was unacceptable and NO ONE was doing anything. Was everyone in this school daft? Why was everyone calmly accepting that the professor was off his bloody rocker? Ian was about to say something when the professor tossed a rock in a cage over their heads. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! he cried out as it flew over his head and crashed against the blackboard. Ian stood and cried out WHAT ARE YOU DOING PROFESSOR? IS NO ONE GOING TO STOP HIM? HE'S GOING TO HURT ONE OF US AND I'LL NOT BE THE ONE HURT! Ian was shocked that no one with a badge was standing up for them. He certainly wasn't going to try and fly or whatever this crazy teacher wanted. He sat there, his satchel in front of him like a shield. Of course, it was clear that some others weren't enjoying the lesson as much, but instead of hearing words all he heard was MOAN MOAN MOAN MOAN SISSY. Yep. And that's when he got an idea. "I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS ONE, CAPTAIN!" He called over, standing on the rungs of his stool so that he was TALLER.
HAHAHA!!!! "DON'T LIKE IT? THEN GET OUT..." or like, hide under a desk or something. "This is the Captain's quarters! Not yours!"
And with that, he fired a warning shot at the boy, ditching his apple core at the boys make-shift shield, aka satchel bag.
Ahem.
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