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- Work;
- Make some wallpapers from these pictures;
- Write;
- Don't have a breakdown over all the LN breakage;
Melle: Yeah, and as soon as Meryl's online, I'm going to BREAK! It's the week(end) of breakage, really.
Catja: Completely. I still haven't recovered from the Marcus thing. A CAGE.
Melle: A FUCKING CAGE!
Melle: BEAST DIVISION!
Catja: NEXT TO A REAL TROLL!
Melle: I want to grab something nice and solid and go BEAT THE FUCKING BUROCRATS!
Catja: LIKE THAT TROLL'S CLUB? THAT THEY DIDN'T TAKE AWAY, LIKE THEY TOOK MARCUS' WAND?!
Melle: That sounds like it'll do NICELY! Hey Mr Troll? Can i borrow that club? Because I have a SMACKDOWN to deliver!
Catja: And I'll be your backup, so we can lift the fucking thing and do some SERIOUS DAMAGE TO DIGGORY.
Melle: Wait, what, Diggory?
Catja: Amos Diggory is the head of that division, and decreed that Marcus should be locked up.
Melle: FUCKING DIGGORY! YOUR SON WAS TEN TIMES THE MAN YOU ARE!
Catja: AND YOU WILL NOT BE ALIVE LIKE CEDRIC WHEN WE GET THROUGH WITH YOU.
Melle: You know? I think using a club would be too humane. I think we need to enlist the help of Bole and figure out some really nasty hexes. Something involving a slow, painful death.
Catja: What about that death in life potion from Lust Over Pendle? Where you start to rot while still alive.
Melle: See, I was just thinking of that. Onebrain! Obviously, it's the way to go.
Catja: Eek! Yes. The Hive Mind must be kicking in. *g* It's the perfect punishment. and we'll hunt down and kill anyone who can cure it. we can use the club for that.
Melle: Oh, we'll stand guard, with the club, to make sure no one tries to cure it. And to make sure he actually dies from the potion and no one relieves his suffering.
Catja: That sounds like an excellent plan. and we'll call in Marcus, and allMarcus' friends and admirers,and we can all stand there and point and laugh. or maybe we can put HIM in a cage. in the zoo. so people can gawp at him.
Catja: and yes, i'm a sadistic fuck.
Melle: And hand out peanuts to people to throw at him!
Melle: Fucking CAGE, man! We're not sadists, we're AGENTS OF JUSTICE!
Catja: Yes! and rotten tomatoes!
Catja: VIGILANTE JUSTICE, BABY!
Melle: We'll wear spandex outfits and everything.
Catja: with capes. and have giant swords and ray guns and shit. because a club isn't always the ideal weapon.
Melle: Oooh, SWORDS!
Melle: <<-- LIKES sharp things
Melle: (Like Draco's tongue.)
Damn right!
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Melle: BEAST DIVISION!
...i totally thought that said "breast division" o.o
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No, that's Terence's departement.
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terence should just abandon qqs and take on a porn store.