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**Moaning Myrtle** · 01-26-2009, 05:55 PM

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Originally Posted by Biochemkris

"Oh! Well... I... hmmm," he said, trying to organize his thoughts around the shock and surprise of 1) seeing a ghost in a cauldron, 2) having a ghost run through his head, and 3) being complimented by said ghost. "Thanks?" he said it as a question and then there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" he called, all eyes for Myrtle. "You're Moaning Myrtle, aren't you?"

Myrtle batted her eyelashes at the Headmaster some more. She opened her round mouth to say something when AHEM, some bothersome students and another professor had to barge in. Oh nargles.

"Moaning Myrtle? MOANING Myrtle?" Myrtle started softly, her screechy voice crescendoing into one long wail. "I ttthought you were ssupposed to be nice! Moaning isn't a nice wword!"

She sobbed loudly, producing shiny tears on cue, and then floated over to the Headmaster's desk to hide behind it and sob loudly to herself. If that didn't get some attention she didn't know what would.

The door to Mr. Meanie Head's office opened and closed a few more times but Myrtle didn't care. She was good at ignoring students and besides, she was still waiting on someone to comfort her tears.

Then she heard him. Peeves. The Poltergeist. Her arch-enemy...er, well, the only ghost that could be more annoying and attention-stealing than Myrtle herself.

"Eww," she piped up, peeking up from behind the Headmaster's desk to stare at Peeves. "Who let you in?"

01-26-2009, 05:55 PM	#19 (permalink)
Moaning Myrtle Billywig Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: the loo Posts: 3,752 Hogwarts RPG Name: Myrtle Elizabeth Warren	Haunts the Girls' Loo \| Senstitive & Loud Quote: Originally Posted by Biochemkris "Oh! Well... I... hmmm," he said, trying to organize his thoughts around the shock and surprise of 1) seeing a ghost in a cauldron, 2) having a ghost run through his head, and 3) being complimented by said ghost. "Thanks?" he said it as a question and then there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" he called, all eyes for Myrtle. "You're Moaning Myrtle, aren't you?" Myrtle batted her eyelashes at the Headmaster some more. She opened her round mouth to say something when AHEM, some bothersome students and another professor had to barge in. Oh nargles. "Moaning Myrtle? MOANING Myrtle?" Myrtle started softly, her screechy voice crescendoing into one long wail. "I ttthought you were ssupposed to be nice! Moaning isn't a nice wword!" She sobbed loudly, producing shiny tears on cue, and then floated over to the Headmaster's desk to hide behind it and sob loudly to herself. If that didn't get some attention she didn't know what would. The door to Mr. Meanie Head's office opened and closed a few more times but Myrtle didn't care. She was good at ignoring students and besides, she was still waiting on someone to comfort her tears. Then she heard him. Peeves. The Poltergeist. Her arch-enemy...er, well, the only ghost that could be more annoying and attention-stealing than Myrtle herself. "Eww," she piped up, peeking up from behind the Headmaster's desk to stare at Peeves. "Who let you in?" __________________ You're always welcome to share my toilet. You do NOT just SWING on someone's PIPES without asking!