07-31-2009, 06:17 AM
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Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Quote:
Originally Posted by Merwomen with Tridents SWAT!
At the foolish looking boy and the ugly (by merperson standards) girl (Plymouth and Evolette) on the broom with the harness.
CACKLE SHRIEK CACKLE SHRIEK!
SWAT!!!
At the Redhaired Harpy-adult person, she would make wonderful Grindylow bait!
FEEDING TIME!!! Oh no they were NOT going for her shoes again! Anastasia spotted a merwoman coming at her and she lunged out with her left foot, aiming for the ugly selkie's face. "GROW SOME FEET AND GET YOUR OWN JIMMY CHOO'S!" Quote:
Originally Posted by dan arjay Daniel was about to hover about and grab somebody out of the water when he heard Professor Bunbury again, thinking of a way of how to get the creatures out of here. "Professor, it seems that they are countless. Even though we have attack almost everyone of them, they are always coming." he said and then paused a moment. "Professor, remember my suggestion to earlier? I remembered that there is a weaker version of that spell." he said wanting to help. "But we need to get students out of the water first." he added.
He then looked down and saw that the grindylows are retreating, His mouth gaped and he hovered around, "What's happening?" he asked. She was going to go hoarse from all this screaming someday, she really was. "I know, I know, Daniel, and it's really starting to sound like a good idea." Although... really, magic and electricity did not mix. "Start summoning some brooms for your classmates then, okay? We have to get out of the water!" Quote:
Originally Posted by Aornos Aornos remained hidden in the passageway leading to the headmaster's office, but his voice was loud enough to be heard throughout the school. "What's he going on about NOW?!" Bunbury raised her voice yet again. "TRANSLATOR, tell him to shove it and hand over the key!"
Oh yes, she was getting less ladylike by the minute. The inner competitive Quidditchy-ness must've been coming out because she was on a broom, that was it, and she always did admire that Wystan woman....
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