[The sound of fingernails drumming on wood, and then a seemingly frustrated sigh]

It's so boring being in this room all on my own. You know, I think I'm almost lonely. Jaina, darling, I miss you; I can't imagine why you wouldn't want to move back in now that Ophelia's gone and disappeared on us. It's not like I haven't been perfectly willing to ( Read more... )

So, Larxene is a complete troll. And a life-ruiner. And apparently has nothing better to do with her time than screw with your character's head. Although I have a tendency to stalk pretty much everyone in this place and so have a the OOC knowledge about what makes your characters tick and how she can use them against it, I'm never entirely sure how ( Read more... )

Hmm, what's this? Honestly, Hogwarts. I leave for five minutes, and you explode the Library without me?

How cruel.

My, my, my, but we are excitable this week! And our lovely Lady Belladonna paying visits in the flesh too! And here they thought sending me back here might be dangerous for the other students. I can't imagine why they would think that.

Oh ( Read more... )

[There are no words here. Larxene has simply magically recorded Ghost Widow's insanely creepy laughter at the situation at hand, and spelled this entry to play it on repeat. As such, all journals are echoing the Lady Belladonna's terrifying cackle. Feel free to rail at Larxie as you wish.]

Goodness me, who knew that Seifer would be a passable lay? It was almost worth the pathetically little effort it took to get him in such a position in the first place ( Read more... )

Oh, dear. Would you look at that. I appear to have had a relapse. Could someone please send the moogles up to the Slytherin Seventh Year Girls dorm with a few spare beds? There's not much left of the ones that were in here ( Read more... )

Okay, sweethearts, some simple, easy to follow rules for the planned Slytherin invasion.

- Wake me up, and I will kill you
- Do not take this to mean you can do anything to me while I'm asleep. I will wake up, and I will tear your heart out from your throat.
- Think of something imaginative. It's getting dull around here again. If this keeps up, I may ( Read more... )

Hmm, let's see, what have we here?

Ino Yamanaka; in love with Sakura Haruno for years without knowing it.

Sakura Haruno; no idea.

Thumbing through their journals, it seems like they think they're going to make up. Isn't that darling.

Ten-to-one, they screw it up, and it'll be Haruno who does it. Really, my lovely children, you should know better than ( Read more... )

I swear to whatever fucking deity you pray to, that when I catch the little bitch who did this, you will be begging for death. I will torture you to within an inch of your GODFORSAKEN LIFE, AND I WILL MAKE YOU ENJOY IT.

...when I can move. Bitch.

Well, well, well. Hasn't this just been a fascinating start to the year? Sparkles, people, and you lovely children getting all hot and bothered about them. One would think there'd been a death in the family, the way everyone's been going on about it.

Unfortunately, nothing quite so interesting has happened. Although, speaking of, how are our dear ( Read more... )