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Waterloo · 03-23-2009, 07:17 PM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

"Use humor!" Kazimeriz shouted at the scurrying prefect, trying not to laugh as he saw the boy scamper about. "Humor and the incantation is your salvation!"

"HUMOUR!?" Clifford exclaimed, exasperated. This was the most unfunny thing EVAH! How was he supposed to use freakin' humour now? Now he was going to die.. die at the hands of those gnomes! They were gonna keeell him.. this was it.. the end.

The wand grasped in Clifford's sweaty hand felt like the most useless weapon. Couldn't he just.. kick the little buggers?

AAHHH!!!1

If he wanted to live to tell the tale.. he was going to have to take the ancient ones advice, wasn't he? Yup. Scrambling back onto a nearby desk, Clifford pointed his wand shakily at the army of gnomes that wanted his blood.

Humour?

Struggling to think straight, Clifford pictured the arms and legs of the gnomes falling off so that they REALLY looked like potatoes. An army of potatoes! HAH! That couldn't hurt him! "Riddikulus!" The sixth year yelped, pointing his wand unsteadily at the gnomes.

03-23-2009, 07:17 PM	#428 (permalink)
Waterloo Occamy Join Date: May 2007 Location: London Posts: 63,509 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cora Dredworth Sixth Year x1	connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow Quote: Originally Posted by XanaSnape "Use humor!" Kazimeriz shouted at the scurrying prefect, trying not to laugh as he saw the boy scamper about. "Humor and the incantation is your salvation!" "HUMOUR!?" Clifford exclaimed, exasperated. This was the most unfunny thing EVAH! How was he supposed to use freakin' humour now? Now he was going to die.. die at the hands of those gnomes! They were gonna keeell him.. this was it.. the end. The wand grasped in Clifford's sweaty hand felt like the most useless weapon. Couldn't he just.. kick the little buggers? AAHHH!!!1 If he wanted to live to tell the tale.. he was going to have to take the ancient ones advice, wasn't he? Yup. Scrambling back onto a nearby desk, Clifford pointed his wand shakily at the army of gnomes that wanted his blood. Humour? Struggling to think straight, Clifford pictured the arms and legs of the gnomes falling off so that they REALLY looked like potatoes. An army of potatoes! HAH! That couldn't hurt him! "Riddikulus!" The sixth year yelped, pointing his wand unsteadily at the gnomes. __________________ _____________Take part in our Higgledy Piggledy House Cup!