Can something happen already? I'm getting tired of all the same old faces - people, whatever. One massive wipeout.  Like, another Black Plague or something. Is it too much to ask for?

...

...yeah, I thought so.

Roy! Oh come on Roy, where are you? I have some big news...

*he stops when he realizes he's not at Hogwarts anymore. His expression changes considerably and he reaches into his pocket, fingering his wand. He looks around, suspicious and careful...*

-addressing everyone in the house while dressed in slytherinfuhrer's clothing and being as proper as he can, as if he were addressing one of his superior time travelers back home-

Ah. I cannot help but feel that if I am to be living with you for the forseeable future, at the very least I owe you all an introduction ( Read more... )

Does anyone know what is with those posters that are, um...everywhere?

A beauty pageant of some sort?

*in German, mumbling to herself:*

...I sort of wish that I could, in a way...

*end German*

[[ooc: and yes, still with the dressing like and trying to sound like a man]]

*Alfons is simply pacing around, looking rather distraught. Her sword's in her hand, and she's simply twirling it about, as if that helps her think somehow.

...

She mumbles to herself, but she doesn't seem to be paying attention to what she's doing.*

[guess who is sitting in that very plush chair, her high heels up on the oak desk, signing something into law. After all....in her world, she's Der Fuerher she won't tell how, of course.

So why not write into law a military edict informing all the men they will now be wearing tight leather pants? It worked wonders for her world!]Hmmm hmmm hmmmmm ( Read more... )

Dad? Those clothes you wanted are ready.

Also...I think I need to talk to you about something.

........................

Edward?

Um........................................

I need to talk to you.

Edward van Hohenheim. Quit hiding, now ( Read more... )

That takes care of that problem! Virginity is such a bore anyways. I'm glad I was his first. He was quite the screamer.

Right Alphonse? Or Wrath as so many call you.