totally and completely anonymous compy post

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

(To ensure complete and uncompromised anonymity, Lezard actually went to the trouble of typing this while disembodied. How could he type without fingers? The same way a ghost could move objects, perhaps. Ask the videogame programmers. Alternatively, ask Homsar or the Sorting Hat.)


Who is the gayest man in this school? I have some questions for him.

Comments

Re: Anonymous

[dood-cinnabon.livejournal.com]

haha yeah

...................wait what? france is a country dude

triontimetraveler

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

Congratulations George, you now have detention as well.

Sverige

[nordic-stoic.livejournal.com]

It's not a regular part of our diet though.

...could always trick Russia into eating that.

Anonymous

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

Don't hates them for their gays clowny love!

George

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Quite possibly. I've already fucked your mom.

George

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Do you promise to bring the paddle? >:)

Anonymous

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

You and half the worlds. Hope you haves good health insurance!

Really George

[tallyhopippip.livejournal.com]

Now see here! I'm George, and I don't like you putting words in my mouth!

George

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

The question is... Did she?

Anonymous

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

France is a dude here. You knows, a country-dude. Sverige saids so.

The Real George

[mayhem-george.livejournal.com]

IMPOSTOR!
THEY'RE BOTH FAKE!

THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE GEORGE!

triontimetraveler

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

Oh, it won't be with me. I won't give you that satisfaction.

George

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

*pout*

Really George

[tallyhopippip.livejournal.com]

I AM George. And I will duel you in tiddlywinks to defend my honor!

Re: Anonymous

[dood-cinnabon.livejournal.com]

oooooh that makes no sense whatsoever

but sure, yeah i guess that makes the honeymoon even gayer right? almost gayer than those vilsor and rubeus guys

Anonymous

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

I really hopes not.

Really Really George

[mayhem-george.livejournal.com]

YOU'RE ON!

Anonymous

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

Yeah, not evens Nathan and Rockzo's epics gay clowny love is gayers than the Vislor and Rube guys I bet. They should haves, like, a gays off to see who's gayer for sure.

fastest_guitarist

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

Well, that's trues. Buts I'd rather eats snow than stuff like Surströmming. You should tricks other countries into eating that.

Handwave jointly sussed out by the George-muns

[tallyhopippip.livejournal.com]

Indeed, George St. Bartleigh and George Weasley met for a tiddlywink match. Seeing as how George Weasley had never played tiddlywinks before, he was already at a disadvantage. Seeing as how George St. Bartleigh was part of the Trinity College tiddlywink team, he had the clear advantage.

Predictably enough, this meant George St. Bartleigh soundly defeated George Weasley.

Strangely enough, in that strange logic only George St. Bartleigh could possess, he felt that this made the two Georges best friends now.

They celebrated thusly with trick wands, which both Georges found fun.

anonymous

[needsanewliver.livejournal.com]

FUCK

Uh who's Nathan?

(Yeah, like that would work.)

[needsanewliver.livejournal.com]

((Also approved by Skwis-mun. No need for anyone else to intervene—though they're free to react to it! :D))

What the fuck?

Nathan immediately sat up and glanced around for whoever had posted that shit. He didn't even see Pickles or Ofdensen in the room, and Skwisgaar didn't duck in time to avoid being noticed. In a move very reminiscent of his football days, Nathan was out of his chair and leaping over the row of desks—heedless of the computers, one or two of which he probably took out—and headed straight for the Swede with a growl.

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

((Although it would be quite funny if Toki saw and went rabid on Nathan. XD))

Skwisgaar luckily saw Nathan coming in time to avoid being tackled, and took off for the door, laughing like a lunatic the entire time. He wasn't in any particular shape, but he did have pretty good endurance and wasn't packing any extra weight, so catching him wasn't going to be easy for the rather more out of shape singer.

"Yous so sensitives abouts your gay clowns love!" he called back as he ran.

[needsanewliver.livejournal.com]

((I fully endorse that, if Toki-mun wants to! Want me to ask? But I expect Nathan'll be stumbling along out of breath by the time they reach Skwis and Toki's room. XD))

Nathan was a hell of a lot quicker than one would expect someone of his hulking build to be, but Skwisgaar did have a noticeable advantage over him in the speed department. In all honesty he probably wouldn't beat on his lead guitarist even if he did catch him; it was enough that Skwisgaar obviously took the threat seriously enough to haul ass out of there.

Nathan wasn't about to let him off so easily, however. He was right on the Swede's heels as they left the compy lab and tore out into the hallways. So much of Skwisgaar's height was in his legs, and his greater stride length (combined with Nathan admittedly not being in peak condition) would unfortunately guarantee Nathan couldn't catch him. Stupid freakishly tall Swedes.

"Fuck you!" he growled, reaching out to try and swipe at Skwisgaar. "You... fucking... uh, snow eater!"

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

((*dying at Nathan's lame insult*))

"With hows yous acting, it must bes true!" Skwisgaar said, laughing even harder.

But he wasn't about to slow down, either. Nathan managed to just brush the back of his shirt with his fingers without gaining a solid hold, which only encouraged him to jerk forward and sprint faster. Without even being aware of it he was headed for Hufflepuff -- it was the most familiar path through the castle he knew, and he was trying his damnedest to avoid any dead ends. He had no way of knowing Nathan wouldn't really beat the shit out of him if the singer caught him. Despite his ego -- which was largely a front for his insecurities -- he pretty much figured his bandmates and manager hated him enough to kill him most the time, anyway.

He simply focused on running for a time, then eventually called back, "Tokis wills be happy Rockzo's finally founds love! Clown lover!" He narrowly avoided tripping over the last few stairs (http://www.hp-lexicon.org/hogwarts/houses/hufflepuff.html) with how fast he was taking them. By that point the Norwegian in question would be able to hear them shouting at each other.