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Character: Stuart Pot (2D)
Mun: Gnome
Plot specific: Nope

so, i don't want to bother anyone or anything
but could someone help me with this charms assignment
it's supposed to be about the, uh, confusing charm
but i tried it and now i'm completely confused about what i'm supposed to do with it
or about it
or anything at all, really

Comments

[shaddup]

aaaaand the wizard of the year award goes toooo

aaaaaah

not you

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it was an accident
it happens

[shaddup]

well yeah
yooou had to come from soooomewhere didnt you

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that's not very nice, murdoc
and its more likely to be true of you than it is of me

[shaddup]

ooh someonese fiesty today
you sure you didnt shove that wand of yours up your arse
again

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shut up!
it's just easier to tell you to bugger off when you're not here to punch me in the face for it, that's all

[shaddup]

swhat legs are for mate
dont make me hightail it over to the loony bin you call a dorm
cause i will

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i'd rather if you didn't, if it's all the same to you

[shaddup]

wheres the fun in that?

Beeeeesides i have a helluva lotta new ideas and youre the only one with the brainspace for em

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[Stuart can't come to the journal right now, he is currently hiding under his bed]

[shaddup]

[Well, well. It's no fun if he doesn't reply. Murdoc is going to close his journal and tramp on over.

Now he's standing outside the common room and leer at first years until they let him in. He already knows where Stuart's room is and he already knows where he'll be.

He snorts as he enters the room and clambers onto his bed.]

Get comfortable, Face ache. I'm gonna be here a while..

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[It probably doesn't help that Stuart squeaks a bit as the bed dips down. Yeah, he's not very good at hiding from Murdoc, and really, he gave up trying ages ago. He just, for a moment, wanted to feel safe.]

[With a resigned sigh, he scoots out from beneath the bed and pokes his head up, turning a woeful, black-eyed stare on the older teen]

Do we have to do this now? I'm not feelin' very good.

[[third times the charm...]]

[shaddup]

[Murdoc sneers as he hears the other squeak, rolling his eyes as Stuart begins to show himself.

Without a moments hesitation, he brings his journal down sharply on the top of the other's head before sitting up to scowl.]

You're always bloody ill, you muppet. All you have to do is sit and listen, it's not arithmancy.

Now, c'mere.

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[He yelps as the book strikes his head, hand coming up to cover the sore spot. Not moment later, though, he wordlessly climbs onto the bed, snuggling up besides Murdoc as if that would somehow endear him to the other boy.]

[shaddup]

[Being the warm, loving teen that he is, Murdoc shoves 2D off of him and slumps backward on his bed.

Apparently today is not a cuddly Murdoc day, he hasn't had nearly enough booze for it.]

Right! So! The band! I was thinking-- we need a name. A good one.

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Oi! [Yeah, he saw that coming, but it didn't stop him from trying. He doesn't shove back at all, just scoots to the opposite end of the bed, legs curled up to his chest and head resting on his knees]

We could call it "Our Singer Has A Migraine." Wouldn't be false advertising, at least.

[shaddup]

Oooh, s'bit of a long name, innit? Unless we abbrrreviate it to Oshaaaaaam.....yeah. Not bad.

Actually, I was thinking STINKFISH. It's catchy and I bet nobody else has it coined.

Yeah, Stinkfish. Good name.

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[...Yeah, he saw that coming too. He just raises his head, giving Murdoc a blank look]

No. It's a stupid name, and I hate it.

[shaddup]

Right, right.

Maybe, just maybe, we should trrrryyy to get more members before we go around trying to use showstopping names like stinkfish.

I was thinking, maybe we should find a way to play muggle music in Hogwarts, right? Now when I say play, I mean we blast it.

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[Facepalm. Just facepalm forever.]

No! Nonono! Anyfing but stinkfish! I don't even know why you like it so much, it's just dumb!

And, do you have any records?

[shaddup]

Anything but stinkfish, hmm? That might work..

It's catchy, alright. It's brilliant, even. Maybe a bit optimistic for us. Maybe it'll be the name of my solo debut album.

Do I have records, he says. Does Murdoc Niccals, pioneer of wizard punk have records. OF COURSE I HAVE BLOODY RECORDS you muppet.

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[If Stuart was a violent individual, he may have just popped Murdoc one for that. But no, he just sits there glowering right up until Murdoc raises his voice.]

[Then he squawks and raises his arms protectively]

Sorry! Sorrysorrysorry! I was just finking though, if, if you had records, maybe one of them old fashion phonograph fingies would work. And we could just... record it in the journal, so everyone could hear.

[shaddup]

[In the span of about five seconds, his temper flared enough to reach out to swat 2D and then mellowed enough for him to mellow and settle back down as he considered 2D's idea.]

Ooooh, that's a good'un.

It's the finding of the phonograph that's going to make things difficult, isn't it?

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[Yet another yelp as he's smacked, then he's scrambling across the bed, draping himself across Murdoc's lap as he grabs his wand from the nightstand]

No, see, I got this idear, see? There's gotta be one on campus somewhere, i figure. So.... Accio phonograph!

[Then he gives his wand a wave and waits for something to happen

[shaddup]

[He watches the other from under his fringe, seeming less impressed with every second that passes.

He pauses as 2D casts the spell and looks from side to side before whipping his own wand out.]

You did that wrong! See! You're supposed to flick it up like-- AUGH--

[That's the sound of a karmic phonograph colliding with Murdoc's head.]