Slytherin Bowl

Okay, so I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea from the title. I’m not trying to boss anyone around. Really. This is еще just a few things I sort of noticed about RP’s. Okay, that still sounds wrong. Anyways, feel free to tell me to stick a носок in it. I’ll understand.

So first, I kind of feel like with some RP’s, they don’t really go anywhere
Like, I think I mentioned this in one of my Scenario ideas articles. Like, we have a good premise for an RP, but then, when we start, we don’t really get anywhere, and by the time we really start getting into the scenario, we’re all...

Everyone has something about themselves that make them unique, one of a kind. They have something about them that no one else has the same. To take that uniqueness is to steal the identity of those who were one of a kind.

My character, Dmitry Vladimir, is a vampire. Not an original, sparkly или normal vampire, but something more.
Katekicksass's character, Kate, has moments that when she gets mad, she blacks out and harms anyone who angers her.
Xander-Kriechen's character, Xander, has an very explosive attitude, most of which shows through his hair.
Lenzetta-Lovett's character, Lenzetta, she's...

As I finally opened my eyes I looked around once more. The nurse was gone as well as the padded room. My breathing was heavy and I felt as though I was about to get sick. I was in a hallway…A long, dark, crimson tinted hallway. Patients of all ages roamed the corridors, groaning in pain and crying out to the shadows on the walls for redemption. The faded pictures on the Стена seemed to watch me as I began to walk slowly down the hall. Around every turn I could feel the eyes of miserable children burning into my flesh.

    “Times will get better Ты dimwits!” a little...

Still Lenzetta’s POV
    I appeared at the familiar house that I had previously been to. The house that was causing my madness.
Wouldn’t Ты think that after Ты killing their son, these people would have moved to a place less harmful? It makes sense, does it not?
    “That would make sense,” I told myself. At that realization I was beginning to doubt whether my plans would work или not. I continued to the front lawn and glanced over the house to see if I could spot any sign of movement within the windows, или any lit candles to indicate light.
I guess...

Lenzetta’s POV:

    The majestic doors of the Manor flew open with such force, that it seemed nearly impossible that they still remained on their hinges. I had been running, and was literally out of breath as small sobs escaped me. Why I ran? I had no clue. I mean, why didn’t I just apparate back here? I had my wand with me!
Stupid girl
    That voice inside my head was right. I am a stupid girl and will always be one. Tearing myself away from that thought, I noticed that the Manor was completely dark. I couldn’t even see my pale hand as I held it...

Credit: mugglenet.com
I didn't write this, I just thought it was really funny.


1. "What did I ever do to y..oh, nevermind."

2. "Oh, ha ha, Ты got me!! Am I on Punk'd? Where's the camera guy, huh? Where!?"

3. "Wow, you're even dumber than Ты look, and that's saying something. What kind of idiot tells their victim what they're about to do?! I'm ready for Ты now!!" *Prepare yourself by getting into various Matrix positions, beckon him with one finger*

4. "And she's all 'F.Y.I., he's so into me and not you.' and I'm all 'Yeah, right, whatever.' Oh, I'm sorry! Did Ты say something?"

5. "Why do you...

Эй, people :) This is just a little song based fanfic that I wrote when I was bored and listening to the "Wicked" soundtrack. Hope Ты enjoy!


“TOM!!!!” Young Bellatrix Black screams, her eyes wide with tears welding up inside them. She does the first thing she thinks of, she runs to her mother’s spell book. Her Любовь is in grave danger and she had to save him. She flips through the pages vigorously until she comes to a page that she hoped would help. Whipping out her wand from her pocket she began to sing the spell on the worn pages below her view.
    “Eleka nahmen...

Hullo, my name's Alexia Lyneth. Call me whatever nickname Ты wish, I don't mind much. Now, this interview is mandatory, oui? *Rolls eyes* Fine, let's just get this over with. The less time we spend on this, the еще time we can spend fighting for the Dark Lord.
As I сказал(-а) up top, my name's Alexia. My mother named me that, named after some important person in the ministry, I think? I don't remember, nor do I care.
Anyway, I'm 18, and just ran away from Hogwarts to Присоединиться the death eaters. But that doesn't matter, it's not like I'm not officially an adult или anything...
Why did I join? Simple, my...

The walls are illuminated by one small candle. Xander lies on his back staring at the ceiling above him. The shadows of both him and his novel crazed companion Josh dance upon the walls. The room is silent for a moment until Xander sighs heavily and turns to his side.

    “What’s wrong, Xan?” Josh questions, only glancing away from his book for a трещина, сплит moment.

    “She knows, Josh,” Xander replied pointedly.

Josh groaned in annoyance and practically threw his book aside.

    “Look, Ты really need to elaborate on what you...

    The sun bleeds across the horizon. He strokes her back gently as the first glimpse of light becomes present in the sky. When the sun shows its full bloom, she turns to him. Her deep eyes gazing into his own, a smile etched on her face.

Listen to the wind blow
Watch the sun rise…
    
“I Любовь you, Roddy.”

    He knows it isn’t true, but Bellatrix black was a fantastic actress. Yes, Rodolphus knows it’s not true, the Любовь is fake. It’s only a lust for power. But does he protest? No. He accepts it. He feels that he must find...

The Black Lake holds a misty fog as young Severus Snape stands at the edge of the murky water. Twenty минуты he had been standing there. Twenty минуты he had been waiting. It had been too long and the night brought a freezing air. Why had he even expected her to come? It was stupid, she wouldn’t come to accept his apology…Not after how badly he had spoken about her blood. She was probably curled up by the огонь in the Gryffindore common room with her new love.
    “Damn it, James,” Snape muttered aloud to himself.
    Snape hated James Potter with...

Lenzetta’s POV

    “No!” the child screamed as he backed against the wall, holding a нож with a shaky hand. I laughed at him as tears trickled down his cheeks and dropped to the floor. “Please, I won’t mention Ты were here-”
    “Liar,” I сказал(-а) in a low tone as I advanced towards the small boy. I could here his mother sobbing from the other room and his father screaming cuss words at the вверх of his lungs. I had to tie them to a chair if my one man raid were able to work. I looked at the boy closely. Tears poured from his eyes, his nose...

My name is Alexander Kriechen, but Ты may call me Xander. I grew up in the city of Aachen Germany with my mother, father, and two brothers Gregory and Jeremiah. I will admit, I’m a half-blood for my mother is a witch and my father a muggle. I guess Ты can say it took me a while to notice, but when I was about 4 ears old I began to notice my mother’s “powers” as I used to call them. My father was never fond of her being a witch, he didn’t find it at all normal and hoped and prayed that I would not possess the same qualities. My brothers didn’t turn out to be magic so when my “powers”...

Hey, so this story is basically Kate visiting Bellatrix in Azkaban after the Longbottom torture. Can Ты please tell me what Ты think so I can see if I should even bother Письмо more? Be HONEST! Thanks!

The лодка raced вперед in the open sea. The salty spray relentlessly pounded on her face. It was so bad she’d дана up on trying to avoid it. The день was gloomy and gray, suiting her general mood perfectly. Kate sighed and sat back, staring out to sea. The only things visible in any direction were the choppy gray ocean waves. She knew it was madness to even be attempting what she was planning,...