Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.rupertwindsorjJanuary 31 2007, 04:39:13 UTC
[This is for mine and Rupert's one year anniversary in game. So get involved bitches, I want to make it something to remember.]
It hadn't really hit him until this morning. When he'd woken up and looked down at the pom poms hanging dejectedly on the end of his bed next to the poorly knitted scarf he so often wore to matches with pride, the reality of it all sunk in. He'd been so sure that Ravenclaw (AND MADDOX!) would win, he'd made that bet with Hannah.
"Care to make a wager on that? If you are our bad luck charm, you have to dress up as a girl and parade around the halls. Possibly singing some songs."
And he had been. Slytherin (dirty, cheating and possibly gay bastards that they were) had won the match. Rupert's cheers for Mads and the rest of the team had died, and then Colin had gloated. And now he had to wear drag. Girls clothing. Parading around, Hannah had said, possibly singing songs. It had seemed like the safest bet to make in the world. Boy oh boy was he wrong. They'd gone down like a lead ballon and Rupert had found himself having to ask his girlfriend if he could borrow some of her clothes and don't worry, I'll explain later.
Rupert's sulking was broken by Hannah's laughter. She'd been laughing since the moment she saw him, clomping down the stairs in transfigured heels, a tiny skirt and shirt and a transfigured wig. Rupert's scowl had been particularly vicious, but Hannah had just replied that she liked his shade of lipstick. It was mortifying.
"Come on!" She was giving him a shove towards the door, not content to let him stall any longer. "Smile!"
Rupert was going to kill her. He took a deep breath, assured himself this would all be for the best, and then burst through the doors.
"First I was afraid, I was petrified Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side But I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong I grew strong. I learned how to carry on and so you're back from outer space I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face I should have changed my stupid lock I should have made you leave your key If I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door just turn around now 'cause you're not welcome anymore weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye you think I'd crumble you think I'd lay down and die Oh no, not I I will survive as long as i know how to love I know I will stay alive I've got all my life to live I've got all my love to give and I'll survive I will survive..."
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.derek_blyJanuary 31 2007, 04:50:31 UTC
Derek wasn't in the best of moods after that game yesterday but it was still the weekend and therefore he'd at least been able to sleep late. There were any number of strange things that happened at Hogwarts on a regular basis, so when Derek finally woke up and wandered his way into the Great Hall to see Rupert in drag, he paused, blinked and took a seat as though things were normal. The bloke had taken over History of Magic at sword point, after all. Was anything so terribly strange after something like that?
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.thejokingtwinJanuary 31 2007, 05:04:12 UTC
Taylor was already sitting down chowing down on an intricate sandwich he had taken five precious moments to assemble. It had everything on it. There were pickles, smushed blood pudding, some chips, and there was... And there was Rupert in drag... Taylor now needed to wash his eyes out with some sort of acid. No way was this in any way natural or right.
And now he had lost his appetite, which was never something easy for him to do.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.thecharmingtwinJanuary 31 2007, 06:12:16 UTC
Darin had been taking a drink of his pumpkin juice when Rupert burst out into song. He looked up, and suddenly there was a snort and the quick attempt to prevent juice from actually sputtering all over his food as he saw what the seventh year was wearing.
"What," Darin coughed, fighting off the effects of laughing while drinking, "is he wearing?" He looked at Taylor for a second but Rupert in drag was a but like a train wreck; he had to look back. "Bloody hell, I thought the face paint was bad," Darin muttered, wiping his hands on his twin's napkin.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.colin_mayfieldJanuary 31 2007, 07:26:04 UTC
Colin came in for lunch that afternoon, still in a good mood from Slytherin's victory yesterday in the Quidditch match. Now, it was time to eat and hopefully, some of his friends would be sitting at the table, and he could mock them for falling off their brooms and what not. He started towards the Slytherin table when he heard someone singing. God, were they AWFUL. He had the right mind to tell them to shut the hell up, so he decided to, walking in the direction of the singing.
What he saw was perhaps the most disturbing or most hilarious thing he'd ever seen in his entire lifetime. Rupert. Was dressed. AS A GIRL. Nothing, nothing could describe how funny this was, and what started off as a few snickers turned into full blown raucous laughter.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.bryantsawyerJanuary 31 2007, 10:15:07 UTC
Bryant very nearly choked on the sanwich he had just bitten into when he saw his best mate dressed in drag. Sure, he knew nothing about Rupert should surprise him at this point.
Still, this was a bit odd, even for Rupert and he couldn't help but stare. And laugh. And wonder what the hell was going on.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.osiris_sonJanuary 31 2007, 11:07:06 UTC
I will survive
Denys stared at the thing that had burst into the Great Hall and truly hoped one of the teachers would kill... stupefy it quickly! Things like that shouldn't - mustn't - be let loose inside the school. All of a sudden, he didn't feel hungry anymore. Wiping his mouth, he rose from his seat and hurried away.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.dani_littletonJanuary 31 2007, 12:09:27 UTC
Dani headed over to her usual spot at the Hufflepuff table, looking around for people to sit with. Hmmmm, she hadn't seen that girl before -- wait, that wasn't a girl! That was.. Rupert? What was going on and why was he dressed up in girls' clothes? She'd known him to do some crazy things, like what happened in the common room, what he gave her for her birthday, the history stunt.. honestly, she didn't know what went on inside of his head.
The whole thing left her quite speechless -- the whole thing was like a train wreck, she didn't want to stare, but she couldn't look away.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.naiaflowingJanuary 31 2007, 13:00:31 UTC
Naia nearly choked as she figured out who it was dressed in drag singing in the great hall. She had thought that inciting revolution had probably been bad enough (perhaps it was worse, but then again she had climbed on a table behind him), but here it was, dressed in drag.
But once she got over her intial shock (and swallowed) she began to be entertained. "Go Rupert!" she shouted, and half stood and shook her fist in encouragement. But then she realized the looks SHE was getting, and sat back down and shut up quickly.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.affablebrianJanuary 31 2007, 13:06:30 UTC
Brian knew Rupert. He was one of the nice Hufflepuffs, and was a sixth or seventh year. Brian also knew from that Rupert snogged Entirely Too Much (just once was entirely too much, but that was a techinicality, and Brian usually ignored those). Luckily for Brian, in that once upon a time, he had left before anything got worse than snogging. But as he had seen that one time, and as Rupert was entirely crazy (didn't robes look enough like dresses already?) Brian put two and two together.
He made the resolution to never like a girl in a more-than-friends way. There would especially be no snogging, as it made people mad. Yet another fact to report to A.S.S. about.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.addie_blackwoodJanuary 31 2007, 21:13:49 UTC
Addie stared. Blatently stared. She really couldn't do much of else since she was in complete shock.
Here she had told Arisha the other week that Rupert could be pretty cute... and now he was dressed in drag singing some song that she didn't really know and WAS DRESSED AS A WOMAN.
She couldn't even hold her fork anymore and had to set it down as she watched him.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.haiiro_na_ryuuJanuary 31 2007, 22:39:16 UTC
Amaury looked up from his lunch at the loud ruckus. His eyes told him it was a seventh year dressed as woman singing Aretha Franklin. His brain reminded him that this wasn't anything new. After a small sigh, he turned away and continued to eat.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.genuinebakerFebruary 1 2007, 10:05:55 UTC
Ben was sitting down to a nice lunch on Sunday when he heard a commotion. Glancing up, he saw that it was... Rupert Windsor-Jones... dressed up like a girl and singing. Although he wasn't doing ANYTHING AT ALL, he felt his face warm. That was just so embarassing.
He then decided that his food today was rather interesting, and focused on that for now.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.anora_beeFebruary 2 2007, 07:03:05 UTC
Anora was sitting with her brother, in the midst of telling him of her elaborate revenge plot against Boyko that was currently going exactly as planned. She was mid-bite when..
"Holy hell, what is that sound that is making my ears want to bleed?" and then she saw Rupert.
"Oh.." she managed to squeak out, before being sent into a frenzy of giggles as Drag!Rupert(a) was prancing about and singing some song she did not recognize but found quite hilar.
She was certain she was going to die of laughter. She let her fork drop to the table and covered her mouth with both hands as her body wracked with laughter.
Re: Sunday 12th March -- Lunchtime. THE GREAT DRAG EXTRAVAGANZA.dashing_domFebruary 2 2007, 07:10:14 UTC
Dome was mentally facepalming at Anora's great Revenge Mission, wondering how she had so much free time to plan these things in between homework and whatever other random endeavours she was currently up to.
He hardly had time to say something to her before he found himself staring at a very hideously womanly Rupert. The last time he'd seen Rupert, he had frozen him to the spot while Alex had his arm around him. Oh, good times, abounds.
He looked from Rupert to Anora, and realized that he had picked a very bad time to take a large swig of his pumpkin juice, as laughter was a very powerful force, and he now felt it sliding up into his nasopharynx region and oh man..OUT THE NOSE IT CAME. He was laughing so hard now he felt tears in his eyes.
Anora was still in the midst of dying over Rupert when she spotted a stream of pumpkin juice come waterfall'ing out of Dome's nose, and started laughing even harder. There was no way either of them was going to make it out of this lunchtime alive. Surely one's diaphragm could only take so much before IMPLODING.
It hadn't really hit him until this morning. When he'd woken up and looked down at the pom poms hanging dejectedly on the end of his bed next to the poorly knitted scarf he so often wore to matches with pride, the reality of it all sunk in. He'd been so sure that Ravenclaw (AND MADDOX!) would win, he'd made that bet with Hannah.
"Care to make a wager on that? If you are our bad luck charm, you have to dress up as a girl and parade around the halls. Possibly singing some songs."
And he had been. Slytherin (dirty, cheating and possibly gay bastards that they were) had won the match. Rupert's cheers for Mads and the rest of the team had died, and then Colin had gloated. And now he had to wear drag. Girls clothing. Parading around, Hannah had said, possibly singing songs. It had seemed like the safest bet to make in the world. Boy oh boy was he wrong. They'd gone down like a lead ballon and Rupert had found himself having to ask his girlfriend if he could borrow some of her clothes and don't worry, I'll explain later.
Rupert's sulking was broken by Hannah's laughter. She'd been laughing since the moment she saw him, clomping down the stairs in transfigured heels, a tiny skirt and shirt and a transfigured wig. Rupert's scowl had been particularly vicious, but Hannah had just replied that she liked his shade of lipstick. It was mortifying.
"Come on!" She was giving him a shove towards the door, not content to let him stall any longer. "Smile!"
Rupert was going to kill her. He took a deep breath, assured himself this would all be for the best, and then burst through the doors.
"First I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong. I learned how to carry on
and so you're back from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive..."
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((driveby!))
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And now he had lost his appetite, which was never something easy for him to do.
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"What," Darin coughed, fighting off the effects of laughing while drinking, "is he wearing?" He looked at Taylor for a second but Rupert in drag was a but like a train wreck; he had to look back. "Bloody hell, I thought the face paint was bad," Darin muttered, wiping his hands on his twin's napkin.
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What he saw was perhaps the most disturbing or most hilarious thing he'd ever seen in his entire lifetime. Rupert. Was dressed. AS A GIRL. Nothing, nothing could describe how funny this was, and what started off as a few snickers turned into full blown raucous laughter.
Man, this was one of the greatest weekends ever.
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Still, this was a bit odd, even for Rupert and he couldn't help but stare. And laugh. And wonder what the hell was going on.
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Denys stared at the thing that had burst into the Great Hall and truly hoped one of the teachers would kill... stupefy it quickly! Things like that shouldn't - mustn't - be let loose inside the school. All of a sudden, he didn't feel hungry anymore. Wiping his mouth, he rose from his seat and hurried away.
((driveby!))
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The whole thing left her quite speechless -- the whole thing was like a train wreck, she didn't want to stare, but she couldn't look away.
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But once she got over her intial shock (and swallowed) she began to be entertained. "Go Rupert!" she shouted, and half stood and shook her fist in encouragement. But then she realized the looks SHE was getting, and sat back down and shut up quickly.
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He made the resolution to never like a girl in a more-than-friends way. There would especially be no snogging, as it made people mad. Yet another fact to report to A.S.S. about.
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Here she had told Arisha the other week that Rupert could be pretty cute... and now he was dressed in drag singing some song that she didn't really know and WAS DRESSED AS A WOMAN.
She couldn't even hold her fork anymore and had to set it down as she watched him.
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He then decided that his food today was rather interesting, and focused on that for now.
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"Holy hell, what is that sound that is making my ears want to bleed?" and then she saw Rupert.
"Oh.." she managed to squeak out, before being sent into a frenzy of giggles as Drag!Rupert(a) was prancing about and singing some song she did not recognize but found quite hilar.
She was certain she was going to die of laughter. She let her fork drop to the table and covered her mouth with both hands as her body wracked with laughter.
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He hardly had time to say something to her before he found himself staring at a very hideously womanly Rupert. The last time he'd seen Rupert, he had frozen him to the spot while Alex had his arm around him. Oh, good times, abounds.
He looked from Rupert to Anora, and realized that he had picked a very bad time to take a large swig of his pumpkin juice, as laughter was a very powerful force, and he now felt it sliding up into his nasopharynx region and oh man..OUT THE NOSE IT CAME. He was laughing so hard now he felt tears in his eyes.
Anora was still in the midst of dying over Rupert when she spotted a stream of pumpkin juice come waterfall'ing out of Dome's nose, and started laughing even harder. There was no way either of them was going to make it out of this lunchtime alive. Surely one's diaphragm could only take so much before IMPLODING.
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