Sep 15, 1976 11:41
The days are quickly becoming more and more unbearable. I fear I'm going to have to cut some stress out of my life fairly soon.
[Private: Unlockable to none] Or I could just cut up Avery. That would be nice.[/Private]
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I've bloody lost my mind.
And wait! I'm not speaking to you.
Though technically I'm not speaking to you, I am writing to you ( ... )
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Correction: Bad hand-why am I still writing to her?
I can hold out longer than this! I can, I can!
But...
But maybe if I just tell her it's an ink spill that'll be enough. Maybe I can get away with a 'Vance, my ink spilled, it's tainting your page like you have been tainted by the Dirty-Blood'.
I can't say that.
I can't say anything to her! Ah! Must remember! I can't cave now! Not so quickly!
Even though I sort of… no! No I am not talking to you!
I didn't write anything.
It was a figment of your imagination. It is a figment of your imagination. How do you know I wasn't just drawing with the ink? Making pretty ink spills...
Nooo mustn't ramble! I can't be quippy! It's useless!
Must cross it out!
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Except when icky Dirty Bloods invade it. Eww. They're not fit to breath the same air as us, Vance, why can't you see that?
Argh! No I'm not speaking to you!
So.
We are going to pretend, for the rest of the course of this crossed out discussion to which only I am privy to, as it's fairly one sided on your parts that I am just obsessive compulsive. That's right. I'm responding to your journal due to a disorder in my head. I can't help it. I can't help you... I can't help a lot of things. Especially.
No I can't write that.
Maybe I can. But I won't. But I will gleefully say this-nya, nya, nya you don't know what I'm saying!
I could be saying anything! Anything! And you wouldn't be the wiser! You aren't the wiser, because you're going out with a bloody wanking prat of a Gryffindor! Why Vance, WHY ( ... )
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And writing is speaking, in case you haven't noticed. You always were a bit slow on the uptake.
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Take that!
And that!
And that and that and that!
Seems my hand can't control itself, I'm just spilling ink all over the place.
Never mind that it's on purpose. But I'll blame it on my new nefariously evil and secret twin who inhabits the Astronomy Tower again. He's insane, you know. He has a twitch in his left hand that causes him to scribble all over my page. Like this! Like now! Ha ha!
Not that I have a twitch. I'm just being obnoxious because you are asking for it, Missy. Ask and I will deliver.
And excuse me Vance but I just preformed a good deed, I daresay I am next in line for Order of Merlin First class! You should be overjoyed that you are even getting my written ones and bemoan the fact that you cannot hear my voice, which as we discussed, is pleasant to listen too when in comparison to a whole-swallowing-woman-eating-Siren. Yes we did agree upon this. Or rather I will talk you into it. But I don't think you've seen enough ink spills yet in this entry ( ... )
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She did nothing. It's you lot that have the problem. I suggest you get over it.
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And I doubt many would agree that you talking, speaking, or even breathing, counts as a good deed. I think of it more as a crime against humanity. But I do have admit that I am thankful you are merely writing instead of harping at me like usual. And if I recall the conversatio well, it was that I would take the Siren over you any day.
I don't think your behavior this weekend merits you a Hippogryff anymore. I shall have to return it then, and you'll just have be content with your stars. And don't even get me started about the little sows you've been dating since we have parted.
Congratulations. You know how to read. It's good to see that your parents' money has been well worth the past 6 years of education. Now we just have to work on potty training and you're all set for the real world.
[Private: Unlockable by Alistaire Avery] And don't call me Memmyline! Please grow out of your ( ... )
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As for you Vance, yes it is contagious. A spreading disease. It'll be the new Black Plague, just wait until your hand starts scribbling out words like mad.
[Private: Unlockable by Emmeline Vance]
And touché, Vance, touché. But there are others who are less worthy of breathing and I believe you know to whom I am referring. It'd do you good to remember.
And I shall settle for the golden stars but one day you will give me a Hippogryff. Either because you will have no friends and will be wrestling it for good sport or perhaps that will just be your next romantic endeavor, as boredom seems to spiral you downwards. It makes me wonder what you got yourself up to over the summer, as it seems you're setting your sights rather low... have you forgotten to be a Slytherin? This is why my brother needs to stop bloody inviting your brother over to my house and instead it ought to have been the other way around. Then I could've pestered ( ... )
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[Private: Unlockable by Alistaire Avery]
The only one who isn't worth a breath of air is you, Avery. You're the only worthless being I've seen so far. Need I remind you that I have no friends, or rather, the ones I had assumed so have abandoned me utterly and have left me to fend for myself. Those are the Slytherin loyalties for you. Blame it on an entire summer being cooped up in the manor. I could care less at this point. Think what you will. It's all been done. [/Private]So the Eyebrow King is poking fingers at my childishness? Who stole my book? And nipped at my fingers? And demanded that we gossip like giggling Hufflepuffs? Oh no, the childish one is you. Who else but someone with the mentality of the a five year old fill my journal with ink stains and crossed out words because too much of a coward to tell me off properly. Can do it once but ( ... )
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... On paper that sounds a lot more dirty than it did in my head... I guess as long as you don't-gahh no!!! Will NOT be going there!!
And think of it as parchment well wasted.
[Private: Unlocakable by Emmeline Vance]
I think I will blame this insanity all on a summer of you being cooped up in the manor. It wouldn't kill you to accompany your brother when he comes over you know. Maybe just your pride. And what happened to the Vance hospitality, hmm? My little brother didn't get as many invitations over this summer. which means I couldn't tag along as chaperone lest you molest him, you man-eater you... Though I guess in my brother's case that would be boy eater. And that would be really wrong. I'm glad you haven't touched him. Scratch that, if you did I would kill him. I'd better go and knock him about a bit and make sure he doesn't have some silly crush or fixation on his best friend's older sister.[/Private]Eyebrow ( ... )
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