((Permission granted by Hodgins!mun! And Bones!mun, obviously, because... that's me XD Zack's italicized things are his written responses.))There were two thoughts running through Zack Addy's head, for the time being, and he wasn't entirely sure which to focus on first. On the one hand... Oh, man, this castle was too cool. Intricate brickwork,
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The threesome thing he wasn't going to touch, because the prospect of himself and George getting it on made him want to overdose on Fever Fudges.
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Fred had heard the rumours of the types of duels people fought nowadays, and he really didn't fancy putting on a pair of leather pants (which he, being British, took to be underwear) and pressing himself against his brother. He loved George, but...not nearly that much.
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"I suppose... if you wanted to, you could," he replied in a slow, even voice, eyebrows raising slightly at the end. Hey, to each his own.
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There wasn't much that could make Zack Addy's face contort into an expression that could only be described as 'ew'. No, really - this was the guy that worked with decayed corpses. Dealt with maggots and rotting flesh and skeletons. Named flesh-eating beetles and loved each and every one dearly. But that? No. God, no. Bad images in his mind. "I think I would have to pass on such an activity, thank you very much," he replied with a wince and grimace, wrinkling his nose.
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"And if you ever need anything to help cope with all of everything you find out, I'm your man." He pulled a business card out of his robes and held it out to Zack. "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes has just about everything you could need for dealing with strange, freakish beings, whether it's U-NO-POO, designed to constipate even your worst enemy within a few short minutes, or Truth-Telling Truffles, for when you really want to know." Well, truth was, the Truth-Telling Truffles were only in a development stage, and currently they caused the person who eats them to say what the other person wants to ( ... )
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"Weasley's... Wizard Wheezes," Zack repeated aloud in a slow voice, listening to Fred speak with an arched eyebrow. It was like a joke shop? ...That was way too cool. A slow, sort of wicked smile was starting to work at his mouth with the possibilities these sort of things entailed. A product designed to constipate enemies? Truffles that could make people tell the truth? Oh, God. The evil little soul inside of Zack was gleeful. Maybe he could use those kinds of things in his world takeoveragainst... somebody. "Sounds... fascinating," he replied in a cautious voice, grinning gleefully. "I will have to check that out."
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