10-07-2009, 05:33 AM
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Banshee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | O___o! Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Quote:
Originally Posted by Zoerawrr All at once, the unfairness of the situation combined with the stress of his encounter with the devil's snare, and the exhaustion of the scavenger hunt all took it's toll on Jake's poor little mind and... well... he snapped.
Now, you maybe be thinking you've seen him snap before.
Lies.
His body going rigid as a board, Jake's eyes were compelled to be forced to rol back into his head about 25 times a minute, his fingers made strange claw-like shapes out of pure habit, and limbs twitched. After his head threw itself backwards a few times, the boy clicked his own jaw over and over again. He stood as much as he could on the floor of the greenhouse and stared up at the roof, letting out hisses and spits like a cat, before a great high-pitched scream came forth that lasted at LEAST twenty seconds. Then, Jake's entire body relaxed and he lolled there, having finally passed out. A little blood dripped from his nose. What. The. Hell. Was. Wrong. With. THIS. CHILD.
Was Jake Upstead suddenly an epileptic? Or did the demon possessing him just now decide to show itself to the world? AHA. Bunbury had KNOWN he was a little devil all along! SHE HAD KNOWN. That didn't stop her from taking a horrified step back from the boy as he twitched and rolled and lolled and screamed like the Basement Cat, though.
When he (it?) seemed to be calmed at last, Bunz reached out and gave Jake a sharp poke with his own wand. Hmm. Still alive. Fine. But she was not going to let him drip filthy child-blood all over her clean greenhouse floor.
Rolling her eyes heavenward and sighing deeply, Bunbury tapped his nose (still using Jake's wand, of course) and muttered, "Episkey."
There. That was one problem fixed.
"Levicorpus," she muttered next, proceeding to levitate Jake through the jungle of plants and out the front door of the greenhouses. Where to take the boy, however, now that was the real problem. She was NOT going to give in to the boy and take him to his wannbe-padres, Marcus and Iliana. No. She was going to turn him over to the proper authorities and then never ever go near that boy ever again.
Devil child.
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