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Post by fred weasley. on Jul 29, 2009 16:42:48 GMT
FRED FUCKING GIDEON WEASLEY. SEVENTEEN. GRYFFINDOR.
prankster extraordinaire and part of the dynamic duo that is the
famous weasley twins. loud, bold and proud, for srs! fuck slytherin.
BLACK THUMBNAIL HEART.
OTHER HALF MY COLD COLD SAILOR HEART SAYS GET
INSEPARABLE ON YOUR WAY I AIN’T PROUD TO SAY BUT
PARTNERS IN CRIME THAT’S HOW I’M MADE I’LL BE THAT
CONFIDANTE PERSON ‘TIL MY DYING DAY I TRY SO AWFUL
BEST FRIENDS HARD BUT I CAN’T CHANGE FROM THE RUN
CLOSE FRIENDS AWAYS TO THE ROAD I RAMBLE ALONE
INNER CIRCLE THIS THUMBNAIL SIZED OF A HEART IS
GOOD FRIENDS BLACK AS COAL YOUR BEAUTY IT STILL
OUTER CIRCLE BRINGS ME TO MY KNEES DON’T WASTE A
ENEMIES TURNED TEAR ON ME THIS IS MY DISEASE DON’T
CHILDHOOD FRIEND LEAVE NO SMELL ON ME I’LL BLOW
FAMILY FRIEND IT OFF IN YOUR SLEEP THOSE PREPPY
DRINKING PARTNER BOYS IN BLUE THEY’RE MAKING
ON AND OFF FUN OF US SO WE TAKE IT TO THE STREETS
FAKE CAUSE WE WANT TO BE FIRST BUT WE’RE NOT
ACQUAINTANCE HERE TO MAKE YOUR CHILDREN
SOCIAL CONNECTION BLEED WE’RE HERE TO COME
FIRST NAME BASIS AROUND WITH THE TUMBLEWEED
FRIEND OF A FRIEND DON’T TAKE THOSE BOOTS OFF
BY ASSOCIATION ME WHEN YOU THINK I’M DEAD I’LL
JUST MET STILL BE RUNNING FROM THE DEMON
HEY HEY IT’S A RAGOO.
I WILL END YOU I WANT TO SAY IT’S TO ME TO CHANGE
BURN IN HELL THE WORLD NOW I WANT TO PLAY ‘TIL
HARDCORE HATRED THEY KICKING DOWN THE DOOR
ONE-SIDED HATRED NOW I’LL BE ALRIGHT AS LONG AS
INTOLERABLE I AIN’T SEEN IT ALL NOW I’M GONNA HOLD
MUTUAL DISLIKE YOU TIGHT TO THE NIGHT WE HAD A
ONE-SIDED DISLIKE BALL WE HAD A BALL HERE’S TO THE
BARELY TOLERABLE KIDS OUT THERE SMOKING IN THE
BY ASSOCIATION STREETS THEY’RE WAY TOO YOUNG
IRRITATION BUT I’M WAY TOO OLD TO PREACH THEY
BACKSTABBED KNOW IT ALL BUT THEY AIN’T SEEN THE
CHEATED ON TRUTH JUST PLAY MY SONG AND I’LL SHOW
JEALOUSY IT ALL TO YOU EITHER WAY YOU CAUGHT ME
RIVALRY WHILST A LYING MY PAPA’S SLAVE HAD TO GO
FRIENDLY RIVALRY AND FIGHT A WAR HE’D BEAT ‘EM
INTIMIDATED ALL THEN HE TOOK ‘EM TO COURT MY
FEAR PAPA CALLED AND HE SAID D’YOU REMEMBER
FRIENDS TURNED ME WE AIN’T EVEN BEEN TO THE
TOLERANCE OCEAN WE BEEN RUNNING BAREFOOT
TENSION THIS SPRING WE BEEN RUNNING BARE
INDIFFERENCE FOOT THROUGH THIS SPRING BABY
HOLLY ROLLER NOVOCAINE.
TRUE LOVE MY DARLING YOU LOOK LOVELY I’VE COME
IN LOVE TO LAY YOU DOWN UNCOVER YOUR HEAD AND
FINAL SUBMIT TO ME WE’LL MAKE A JOYFUL SOUND
MARRIED I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE BY YOURSELF OR
ENGAGED YOU’RE ALL ALONE WHEN YOU NEED MY HELP
CURRENT PARTNER KEEP THAT SMILE ON YOUR PRETTY
POSSIBLE FUTURE FACE ‘CAUSE YOU DON’T HAVE MUCH
ON AND OFF I CAN’T TAKE AWAY DON’T YOU WORRY
PAST ON GOOD TERMS BABY YOU WON’T FEEL A THING
PAST ON BAD TERMS JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES LORD’S
PAST & FEELINGS GONNA GET US BACK I KNOW I KNOW
PURELY PHYSICAL YOU’LL BE HEARING ME COMING BUT
PHYSICAL ATTRACTION I CAN’T COME INSIDE I’LL BE
FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS OUT BACK IN MY WHITE
IN DENIAL CADILLAC WON’T YOU JOIN ME FOR A RIDE
SECRET LET ME TAKE YOU UP TO THE MOUNTAIN
FORBIDDEN TOP AND I’LL SHOW YOU ALL THE GOODS
CHEMISTRYI GOT DON’T LOOK BACK KEEP YOUR
OBSESSIVE EYES AHEAD THIS COULD BE THE NIGHT
TENSION THE MOON GOES RED LORD’S GONNA GET
MUTUAL CRUSH US BACK I KNOW I KNOW DON’T YOU
CRUSH ON ME WORRY BABY YOU WON’T FEEL
CRUSH ON YOU A THING AND ALL THE WORLD IS
FLIRTING MOANING AND BABY SO AM I BUT I’M JUST
FUCK BUDDIES GIVING YOU A WARNING AND NOW I’M
BED WARMER TELLING YOU WHY DON’T WORRY BABY
FLEETING GLANCES YOU WON’T FEEL A THING JUST
ONE NIGHT STAND CLOSE YOUR EYES HOLLY ROLLER
YOU ARE A GENIUS TOO.
EXTENDED FAMILY EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A SHOW
EMOTIONAL SUPPORT MAN YEAH THEY ALL GOT ANOTHER
GOOD INFLUENCE ONE EVERBODY THINKS THEY GOT A
BAD INFLUENCE GENIUS SOMETIMES I THINK THEY CAN
RESPECT COME HERE AND I CAN’T GET ALONE IN MY
TRUST BATHROOM I NEED TO GIVE MYSELF A HAND YOU
PROTECTIVE CREEPING UNDERNEATH MY SKULL
DISRESPECT FUCK YOU AND YOUR FLASHBULBS SNAPPING
DISTRUST MY PICTURE AGAIN YOU DRANK ALL MY
ADMIRATION YOU STOLE MY WHISKEY AND NOW
LOVE/HATE YOU’RE CROWDED ALL AROUND ME LIKE I GOT
SUSPICIOUS NOWHERE TO GO EYES ARE GONNA ROLL BACK
COLLEAGUES I’M HERE TO KILL I’LL BE THE KING RUNNING
COMPLICATED NEAR THE WHEEL ARE YOU THROUGH
POSSESSIVE CONFESSING OF YOUR LITTLE GIRL OBSESSION
STALKER CAUSE I WAS ONLY MESSING AND I HAD A LITTLE
OTHER (SPECIFY) TIME EVERYBODY GOT ME ON THE RUN
THANK YOU TO[/b] OKAY KIDS, HERE’S THE DOWN DEAL WITH THIS SHIT. THIS PLOT WAS MADE BY BONES/CYGNET OF CAUTION! AND THE LYRICS ARE FROM VARIOUS SONGS BY THE KINGS OF LEON. PLEASE DON’T REMOVE THE CREDIT OR CLAIM THIS AS YOUR OWN – I SPENT A WHOLE SUNDAY MORNING DOING IT. TYVM! I’D PREFER IT IF YOU POSTED IN MY PLOT BEFORE I POSTED IN YOURS SO WE CAN GET THE RELATIONSHIPS SORTED, BUT I’M NOT EXACTLY GOING TO BITCH YOU OUT IF I HAVE TO POST FIRST, YEAH? PLEASE QUOTE THE POST FOR COLOURS AND THEN POST IN AND OUT OF CODE IF YOU CAN (IT’S MUCH PRETTIER THAT WAY!) YOUR ICONS SHOULD ALSO BE PRETTY HIGH QUALITY… I’M FUSSY AND DON’T LIKE GRAINY STUFF. THAT’S ALL FOR NOW. THANKS FOR LOOKING AND JAZZ! [/center] [/size][/color][/font][/sub] |
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Post by fred weasley. on Jul 29, 2009 16:45:42 GMT
 
ANTONIN KAZIMIROVICH DOLOHOV
HE’S SPENT TWENTY YEARS SERVING THE DEATH EATERS.
I WILL END YOU I WANT TO SAY IT’S TO ME TO CHANGE
BURN IN HELL THE WORLD NOW I WANT TO PLAY ‘TIL
HARDCORE HATRED THEY KICKING DOWN THE DOOR
INTIMIDATED ALL THEN HE TOOK ‘EM TO COURT MY
FEAR PAPA CALLED AND HE SAID D’YOU REMEMBER
ALBUS DUMBLEDORE, “fuck my life, antonin scares the shit out of me.”
ANTONIN DOLOHOV, “i scare the shit out of everyone.”
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[size=3]FIRST MIDDLE LAST NAME[/size]
S/HE’S SPENT AGE YEARS SERVING THE MEMBER GROUP/S.
relationships go here.
[b]YOUR CHARACTER NAME[/b], “history and shit here.”
[b]FRED WEASLEY[/b], “leave blank if i haven’t posted in yours.”[/center]
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Post by fred weasley. on Jul 29, 2009 16:46:27 GMT
GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY
HE’S SPENT SEVENTEEN YEARS SERVING THE GRYFFINDORS.
OTHER HALF MY COLD COLD SAILOR HEART SAYS GET
INSEPARABLE ON YOUR WAY I AIN’T PROUD TO SAY BUT
PARTNERS IN CRIME THAT’S HOW I’M MADE I’LL BE THAT
BEST FRIENDS HARD BUT I CAN’T CHANGE FROM THE RUN
INNER CIRCLE THIS THUMBNAIL SIZED OF A HEART IS
DRINKING PARTNER BOYS IN BLUE THEY’RE MAKING
EMOTIONAL SUPPORT MAN YEAH THEY ALL GOT ANOTHER
BAD INFLUENCE GENIUS SOMETIMES I THINK THEY CAN
TRUST BATHROOM I NEED TO GIVE MYSELF A HAND YOU
PROTECTIVE CREEPING UNDERNEATH MY SKULL
GEORGE WEASLEY, “i've known fred all of my life. and, as fred never hastens to remind me, when we were in mum as well. thankfully neither of us can remember the events that happened inside there. i'm not sure i'd enjoy the tales anyway. i mean, what exactly could twins do in a womb? right, seriously though, fred and i have been best buddies ever since i hit him on the nose on our very first night home. throughout our life we've done lots of fun stuff to our obnoxious brat of a brother and quite a few pranks on bill and charlie. it's most fun with percy though, isn't it?!
in all seriousness, fred is amazing. well, we both are, being as amazing, brilliant and awesome as each other. it's great having someone as your stalker who looks exactly like you. ah, we've had some good times. from that very first day of life to scribbling on percy's head to the first day at hogwarts to now, we've stuck to each other like glue. except there's no actual glue involved - that would be very messy and awkward when nature calls. basically he's my best buddy, confidance and f loads more all in one dashing package.
to keep you from falling asleep at your desk i'm gonna wrap this up really quickly. fred is me. i am fred. i am myself and fred is fred. you know what i mean. love ya, fred."
FRED WEASLEY, “"according to some, i’ve known george since the moment we were conceived. we were best buddies inside mum and, i’m happy to say, are best buddies outside of mum—i don’t think she cared if we were friends when we were in the womb, just that we’d get the hell out of there as quickly as possible—and i can’t recall our first foetus conversation or any of the activities and games we played, but as we’re brilliant, dashing and charming, i’m confident whatever we did to amuse ourselves was as dashing and brilliant as we are. don’t look at me like that, hermione, twins are perfectly capable of playing games in the womb. i bet we used to kick mum for fun or something—bugger, don’t tell her i said that.
yeah, anyway, back to george. he’s my other half, my spouse-that-isn’t, my best friend and my soul mate (except not really) all rolled into one. sometimes, you know, i think of him as my moving mirror. it’s great to talk to him and see my face staring back at me, even though it’s his face and not mine. shut up, you know what i mean. when we were younger, we’d piss about with bill and charlie and then we discovered the absolute joy of fucking around with percy the pinhead ponce. i’ve never looked back since the day we drew on his forehead, even if i did briefly experiment with ron and quickly realised that percy was the best target in the world, no thanks to mum’s screaming.
i would say something charming like we used to eat dirt and roll in mud together, but… we used to harass gnomes and play with wands that were left lying around carelessly and things like that. when we came to hogwarts, we were sorted into gryffindor—family pride right there, i’m telling you—and then we got pranked by lauren (boo, you whore!) and set about establishing ourselves as the dynamic duo. i think our weasley genes helped us with that, actually.
merlin, this is turning into a nine thousand word essay. i should’ve made hermione write it for me. or hermione. to cut to the chase, george is… well, he’s practically me. which makes him made of epic win in every single way. we have a special bond and he’s my brother and—i sound like a sap—i’d do anything for him. some girl is screeching in my ear. make her shut up. he’s like the butter to my beer, the fire to my whiskey. yep, that is all. love you, mate."
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Post by george weasley on Jul 30, 2009 14:17:21 GMT
GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY
HE’S SPENT SEVENTEEN YEARS SERVING THE GRYFFINDORS.
OTHER HALF MY COLD COLD SAILOR HEART SAYS GET
INSEPARABLE ON YOUR WAY I AIN’T PROUD TO SAY BUT
PARTNERS IN CRIME THAT’S HOW I’M MADE I’LL BE THAT
BEST FRIENDS HARD BUT I CAN’T CHANGE FROM THE RUN
INNER CIRCLE THIS THUMBNAIL SIZED OF A HEART IS
DRINKING PARTNER BOYS IN BLUE THEY’RE MAKING
EMOTIONAL SUPPORT MAN YEAH THEY ALL GOT ANOTHER
BAD INFLUENCE GENIUS SOMETIMES I THINK THEY CAN
TRUST BATHROOM I NEED TO GIVE MYSELF A HAND YOU
PROTECTIVE CREEPING UNDERNEATH MY SKULL
GEORGE WEASLEY, “i've known fred all of my life. and, as fred never hastens to remind me, when we were in mum as well. thankfully neither of us can remember the events that happened inside there. i'm not sure i'd enjoy the tales anyway. i mean, what exactly could twins do in a womb? right, seriously though, fred and i have been best buddies ever since i hit him on the nose on our very first night home. throughout our life we've done lots of fun stuff to our obnoxious brat of a brother and quite a few pranks on bill and charlie. it's most fun with percy though, isn't it?!
in all seriousness, fred is amazing. well, we both are, being as amazing, brilliant and awesome as each other. it's great having someone as your stalker who looks exactly like you. ah, we've had some good times. from that very first day of life to scribbling on percy's head to the first day at hogwarts to now, we've stuck to each other like glue. except there's no actual glue involved - that would be very messy and awkward when nature calls. basically he's my best buddy, confidance and f loads more all in one dashing package.
to keep you from falling asleep at your desk i'm gonna wrap this up really quickly. fred is me. i am fred. i am myself and fred is fred. you know what i mean. love ya, fred."
FRED WEASLEY, “"according to some, i’ve known george since the moment we were conceived. we were best buddies inside mum and, i’m happy to say, are best buddies outside of mum—i don’t think she cared if we were friends when we were in the womb, just that we’d get the hell out of there as quickly as possible—and i can’t recall our first foetus conversation or any of the activities and games we played, but as we’re brilliant, dashing and charming, i’m confident whatever we did to amuse ourselves was as dashing and brilliant as we are. don’t look at me like that, hermione, twins are perfectly capable of playing games in the womb. i bet we used to kick mum for fun or something—bugger, don’t tell her i said that.
yeah, anyway, back to george. he’s my other half, my spouse-that-isn’t, my best friend and my soul mate (except not really) all rolled into one. sometimes, you know, i think of him as my moving mirror. it’s great to talk to him and see my face staring back at me, even though it’s his face and not mine. shut up, you know what i mean. when we were younger, we’d piss about with bill and charlie and then we discovered the absolute joy of fucking around with percy the pinhead ponce. i’ve never looked back since the day we drew on his forehead, even if i did briefly experiment with ron and quickly realised that percy was the best target in the world, no thanks to mum’s screaming.
i would say something charming like we used to eat dirt and roll in mud together, but… we used to harass gnomes and play with wands that were left lying around carelessly and things like that. when we came to hogwarts, we were sorted into gryffindor—family pride right there, i’m telling you—and then we got pranked by lauren (boo, you whore!) and set about establishing ourselves as the dynamic duo. i think our weasley genes helped us with that, actually.
merlin, this is turning into a nine thousand word essay. i should’ve made hermione write it for me. or hermione. to cut to the chase, george is… well, he’s practically me. which makes him made of epic win in every single way. we have a special bond and he’s my brother and—i sound like a sap—i’d do anything for him. some girl is screeching in my ear. make her shut up. he’s like the butter to my beer, the fire to my whiskey. yep, that is all. love you, mate."
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Post by fred weasley. on Jul 31, 2009 1:02:23 GMT
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