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Golden Monkey · 09-24-2009, 03:12 AM

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Originally Posted by Berty Borr

"GO ON. I dont HAVE ALL DAY. 1. STAND UP. 2. BOW. 3. NAME YOURSELF. 4. YOUR AMBITION. GO GO GO GO."

William was shaking in his seat, counting the seconds until class was over so he could urn out of there fast and hide in the library. But until then he had to act normal, well as normal as one could in this terrifying position. He had to act cool and collected; something he definitely wasn't feeling. Oh no he was scared and on the verge of screaming and running.

Standing up, he gave a respectful bow in Lord Borrs' directions, his eyes never leaving the mans cane. That thing was creepy he thought before raising himself back up to his full height and clearing his throat. "My name is William Zephran Cullack, third year Ravenclaw. I want to be a potion inventor when I grow up because I know I have what it takes to invent someone that could cure an illness." he said in a calm cool voice. You evil ungrateful man he thought silently, if he wasn't happy with that then he could go and crawl into a hole and cry.

09-24-2009, 03:12 AM	#75 (permalink)
Golden Monkey Bugbear Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: In Haven Posts: 32,320	The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas. Quote: Originally Posted by Berty Borr "GO ON. I dont HAVE ALL DAY. 1. STAND UP. 2. BOW. 3. NAME YOURSELF. 4. YOUR AMBITION. GO GO GO GO." William was shaking in his seat, counting the seconds until class was over so he could urn out of there fast and hide in the library. But until then he had to act normal, well as normal as one could in this terrifying position. He had to act cool and collected; something he definitely wasn't feeling. Oh no he was scared and on the verge of screaming and running. Standing up, he gave a respectful bow in Lord Borrs' directions, his eyes never leaving the mans cane. That thing was creepy he thought before raising himself back up to his full height and clearing his throat. "My name is William Zephran Cullack, third year Ravenclaw. I want to be a potion inventor when I grow up because I know I have what it takes to invent someone that could cure an illness." he said in a calm cool voice. You evil ungrateful man he thought silently, if he wasn't happy with that then he could go and crawl into a hole and cry. __________________ Forget the future signature; HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!