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BanaBatGirl · 11-01-2009, 05:24 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands

Destiny stood in the waiting room. She really didn't want to do this, but she had no choice. She re-read the short poem that was attatched to the jar a couple times.

SPOILER!!:

'It's not getting any better.. she thought as she read it one final time. Leaving the jar on the ground (hopefully she sees it and doesn't step on it), she knocked three times, and then made a run for it.

Ohhhhkaaaaaaay so Bunbury was standing RIGHT THERE in front of her office door and yet people still thought it was prudent to run up, drop a jar off, and run off? WHAT was GOING ON?!?!

It wasn't like she had a wand so she could attack all the dung leavers. "Yeah THANKS," the professor sarcastically shouted after the Slytherin, picking up her jar of crap and rolling her eyes at the poem.

Quote:

Originally Posted by firenjen

Sneaky Sneak..

Sneaky sneaky sneaky sneak..

Stealthyness..........

Tip toe Tip toe Tip Toe!

Crash into table..

Vase crash to floor..

D'oh!!

Run away Run Away!!

No! Stay...Deliver naiiice smelly present.

Brush broken vase under carpet...

Alllllll Better

Run to door...

Place down naiice piece of mooncalf shiiney poo to make sure Bunbury see's it. We wouldn't want her to miss her lovely gift now, would we?

Tip up jar...now its just poo on a carpet. Now she has to TOUCH it. Mwahahaha.

Scribble note, scribble note.

That would do. Bunbury would Laiike that, her being the ~~evil leg locker~~ lovely lady teacher that she was.

Creepy Creep back through the waiting room.

Sneaky sneak back through the door.

Fresh air.

RUNNNN!

ooc. i love you really

OOC: love you too? xD y'all are riddikulus. bwaha.

Bunbury actually snorted as she turned around and noticed that SOMEONE had left a jar while her back was turned. MERLIN. She stacked this one on top of the Slytherin's jar and glared at the note Lucy had left. Yeah. FANfreakingTASTIC. Ghosts were going to come. THEY HAD BETTER NOT.

Bunz was so getting out of here as soon as she dropped these jars off in the greenhouse.

Quote:

Originally Posted by midget ♥

Okay, she coulda just walked in, ditched the present and then done a runner. But presuming Bunbury would freak about the poo, moon calf dung really, Tammy presumed staying around and waiting for her, with her extra gift of SHOES! would help. And then maybe keep the professor happy.

Taking a seat holding her pink jar of shiny poo and then a box containing the pretty Marc Jacob's shoes

SPOILER!!: links are being mean. . .

and then clutching at the paper which held her real suckish poem. REAL SUCKISH.

And then she started to look around, feeling a bit like she should be running away. But the shoes, well anyone would want them right?

"Can I help you, Prefect Wood?" Bunbury called out as he noticed the Hufflepuff approaching with a box and... and please Merlin, please tell me that is NOT another damn jar of dung!

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Originally Posted by Touz or Treat

It was entirely possible that as long as Professor Bunbury kept batting her eyelashes at him and petting him that Plymouth Morgan would do whatever she asked him to.

Including carrying around her... poop.

"Sure, Professor." Plymouth hefted his armful of dung. He sent her a winning sort of look, "but I'll be back after we get done. I need to talk to you."

Plymouth hovered... grinned... "hehe"

Then he left for the greenhouses.

"All right, Plymouth, I appreciate it," the redhead sighed as he walked off. She should have sent these two or three or however many other jars with him though. Save her a trip.

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Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

Abby walks over to Professor Bunbury's office. She notices the professor isn't in her office. That's a good thing. It makes it easier for me to run for it if necessary. Why am I so afraid of this woman. She's just a professor. A professor that grows plants that can crush me like toothpick. I guess that's a good reason to have a healthy fear of the woman. Abby as a Mason Jar full of Mooncalf Dung with a pretty pretty pink bow on top. Abby Loves the way the Mooncalf Dunk shimmers inside the jar. She has attached parchmentswith a pink ribbon.

Abby waits for Plymouth to leave before she approaches Professor Bunbury. I don' know why, but I always get this feeling of dread everytime I'm near Bunbury. I wonder if it has anything to do with her plants. Wouldn't you be afraid of a professor who has a plant that can crush you like a tooth pick? Abby slowly walks over to the professor. "Professor Bunbury, could I have a word with you?"

"Oh lovely, thank you, another jar of poop. What else do you want?" Bunz can't resist grumbling a little at the sight of Abigail Wright. Why were the students even bothering to decorate the junk? IT WAS POO! And where had they all gotten it from???!

OOC FOR THE RECORD: Hi. Bunz is not in her office right now because she can't get into it. So she IS standing RIGHT HERE outside it in the waiting are, watching you all.... leave your jars of poo and then flee. xD If you want to do that, go ahead, just drop it off and run, but remember: she's standing right here watching you.

11-01-2009, 05:24 AM	#84 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	LOLOLOL LOVE YOU ALL TOO. Geee whiz. Presents presents presents. xD Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands Destiny stood in the waiting room. She really didn't want to do this, but she had no choice. She re-read the short poem that was attatched to the jar a couple times. SPOILER!!: I picked this for you, A jar of moon calf poo. I hope you like it so, I even wrapped it in a pretty bow. -Destiny Shepard 'It's not getting any better.. she thought as she read it one final time. Leaving the jar on the ground (hopefully she sees it and doesn't step on it), she knocked three times, and then made a run for it. Ohhhhkaaaaaaay so Bunbury was standing RIGHT THERE in front of her office door and yet people still thought it was prudent to run up, drop a jar off, and run off? WHAT was GOING ON?!?! It wasn't like she had a wand so she could attack all the dung leavers. "Yeah THANKS," the professor sarcastically shouted after the Slytherin, picking up her jar of crap and rolling her eyes at the poem. Quote: Originally Posted by firenjen Sneaky Sneak.. Sneaky sneaky sneaky sneak.. Stealthyness.......... Tip toe Tip toe Tip Toe! Crash into table.. Vase crash to floor.. D'oh!! Run away Run Away!! No! Stay...Deliver naiiice smelly present. Brush broken vase under carpet... Alllllll Better Run to door... Place down naiice piece of mooncalf shiiney poo to make sure Bunbury see's it. We wouldn't want her to miss her lovely gift now, would we? Tip up jar...now its just poo on a carpet. Now she has to TOUCH it. Mwahahaha. Scribble note, scribble note. That would do. Bunbury would Laiike that, her being the ~~evil leg locker~~ lovely lady teacher that she was. Creepy Creep back through the waiting room. Sneaky sneak back through the door. Fresh air. RUNNNN! ooc. i love you really OOC: love you too? xD y'all are riddikulus. bwaha. Bunbury actually snorted as she turned around and noticed that SOMEONE had left a jar while her back was turned. MERLIN. She stacked this one on top of the Slytherin's jar and glared at the note Lucy had left. Yeah. FANfreakingTASTIC. Ghosts were going to come. THEY HAD BETTER NOT. Bunz was so getting out of here as soon as she dropped these jars off in the greenhouse. Quote: Originally Posted by midget ♥ Okay, she coulda just walked in, ditched the present and then done a runner. But presuming Bunbury would freak about the poo, moon calf dung really, Tammy presumed staying around and waiting for her, with her extra gift of SHOES! would help. And then maybe keep the professor happy. Taking a seat holding her pink jar of shiny poo and then a box containing the pretty Marc Jacob's shoes SPOILER!!: links are being mean. . . and then clutching at the paper which held her real suckish poem. REAL SUCKISH. And then she started to look around, feeling a bit like she should be running away. But the shoes, well anyone would want them right? "Can I help you, Prefect Wood?" Bunbury called out as he noticed the Hufflepuff approaching with a box and... and please Merlin, please tell me that is NOT another damn jar of dung! Quote: Originally Posted by Touz or Treat It was entirely possible that as long as Professor Bunbury kept batting her eyelashes at him and petting him that Plymouth Morgan would do whatever she asked him to. Including carrying around her... poop. "Sure, Professor." Plymouth hefted his armful of dung. He sent her a winning sort of look, "but I'll be back after we get done. I need to talk to you." Plymouth hovered... grinned... "hehe" Then he left for the greenhouses. "All right, Plymouth, I appreciate it," the redhead sighed as he walked off. She should have sent these two or three or however many other jars with him though. Save her a trip. Quote: Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley Abby walks over to Professor Bunbury's office. She notices the professor isn't in her office. That's a good thing. It makes it easier for me to run for it if necessary. Why am I so afraid of this woman. She's just a professor. A professor that grows plants that can crush me like toothpick. I guess that's a good reason to have a healthy fear of the woman. Abby as a Mason Jar full of Mooncalf Dung with a pretty pretty pink bow on top. Abby Loves the way the Mooncalf Dunk shimmers inside the jar. She has attached parchmentswith a pink ribbon. Abby waits for Plymouth to leave before she approaches Professor Bunbury. I don' know why, but I always get this feeling of dread everytime I'm near Bunbury. I wonder if it has anything to do with her plants. Wouldn't you be afraid of a professor who has a plant that can crush you like a tooth pick? Abby slowly walks over to the professor. "Professor Bunbury, could I have a word with you?" "Oh lovely, thank you, another jar of poop. What else do you want?" Bunz can't resist grumbling a little at the sight of Abigail Wright. Why were the students even bothering to decorate the junk? IT WAS POO! And where had they all gotten it from???! OOC FOR THE RECORD: Hi. Bunz is not in her office right now because she can't get into it. So she IS standing RIGHT HERE outside it in the waiting are, watching you all.... leave your jars of poo and then flee. xD If you want to do that, go ahead, just drop it off and run, but remember: she's standing right here watching you. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind Last edited by BanaBatGirl; 11-01-2009 at 08:19 AM. Reason: fixing quote.