I’m dead

Drunken Sailor

by Pinuphottie

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A very drunk Pirate Padfoot is found stumbling along a little too close to the end of the pier in the moonlight

Padfoot: *at the top of his lungs* WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR?

WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR *hiccup* 

WHAT DO YOU DO WITHA DRUNKEN SAILOR EAR-LIE UN THE MORNIN’?!

*begins to teeter a little too close to the edge*

*Siren Remus watches the bumbling man from the other side of the pier*

Remus: *notices the drunk wander to close to the edge* Stop!

Remus: *singing to the tune of Drunken Sailor* Come over here drunken sailor.

Remus: Come over here drunken sailor

Remus: So you don’t drown

Padfoot: *hears the eerie song of the siren carried over the winds of the shore*

Remus: Come over here to the singing stranger

Padfoot: You have a very pretty voice, love.

But those aren’t the right words

Remus: *reallyouretellingthesirenhowtosing* What are the words then, pirate?

Padfoot: It’s way hey and up she rises! 

And she’s gonna rise… very early in the morning. 

Because I’m a sailor and that’s what we do.

But don’t worry, I can show you what to do with this drunk sailor *wink*

Remus: Get in the boat sailor. And lie down.

Padfoot: Naughty

I’ll be waiting in the boat

“Orion.” Voldemort intoned softly. “It’s been far too long since we’ve last spoken. How are you? How is your family?”

by Pinuphottie

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“It’s been too long my Lord…the family is doing well…” He coughs clearly mad about something. @riddlemostfeared

“Is that the truth, Orion?” The Dark Lord asked pensively, red-tinged eyes boring into Orion’s own. He waited expectantly for a suitable answer.

Orion lets an outburst clearly angry at his son’s betrayal. 

“If it so pleases you my lord...”

Now Orion has lost it.

Sirius: ?????….!!!!!!!!!! BYE BITCH

Are you sirius?

by Pinuphottie

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Marlene- “-SIRIUS WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!” she said startled as Sirius appeared 

((OOC @pastel-sirius

Sirius had spent all day lying is his bed thinking of stupid shit, so he decided to bug Marlene.

Sirius: Dude….do you think pigeons have feelings?

Marlene- “I- I- really?” 

Marlene- “I guess so I don’t know,”

Sirius: There was one outside my window today, and it looked me dead in the eye, I swear.

Sirius: Feelings, Marlene! FEELINGS!

Marlene- “uh oh you know what Sirius,” 

Marlene- “They probably do, you know those eggs we had today for breakfast? They were pigeon eggs taken straight from the nest. That must have been the mom, you broke her heart you ate her babies, how could you,”

Marlene- “how could you!!!”

Marlene- “WHYYYYYY SIRIUSSSSSSSSSSS!”

Sirius: I DON’T DESERVE TO LIIIIIIIIIIVE

Marlene- “the world we live in is so cruel, what if they did have feelings and we are just eating their little babies,”

Marlene- “we were babies eating babies so we had to grow up, and I hate growing up it sucks I mean Santa Claus isn’t real anymore and its’s so stressful,”

Sirius: *gross sobbing*………wait…

Sirius: *grosser sobbing*

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Marlene- “you didn’t know?”

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Marlene- *hardcore sobbing “I’m a ruiner, I ruined Santa Claus, I’m a monster”

Marlene- “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

-FIN-