Hope was at the top of the stairs as a rather angry looking Tibby brushed by her. She descended down the many stone steps and walked up to Bradley. "what was all that about? care to have a little friendly competition?"
"I'm not gonna say anything inspirational; I'm just gonna f**king swear a lot."
OOC: Tibby your like playing... kinda godmode but not really godmode. Make yourself loose once a while don't make yourself the best, people make mistakes, and are not good at everything. Don't say like I have a firebolt I get the best grades in every class im the fastest swimmer the fastest flyer the best at quidditch the fastest runner the person that has the most expensive and best stuff. etc. etc. It just not fun for the roleyplayers to play against someone that made thereself the best.
Last Edit: Jun 11, 2005 10:54:47 GMT -5 by vahejuli
((ooc: once again I find myself agreeing with Vahe, Juli. Bradley isn't good at anything! He can't run, swim, read, he gets horrible grades and is really stupid. I want Bradley to be kind of good at one thing and that was flying. By making Tibby so 'good' it makes Bradley feel like a nobody.... )) "Cool! I am beater. You wanna go throw a quaffle around? I can be the keeper. I am horrible at it but it will be good for practice." Bradley offered as he sat on his broom, side sattle, and glided toward the shead where equipment was kept.
Last Edit: Jun 11, 2005 19:49:51 GMT -5 by sublime
The world f-ing sucks. And it is our generation that has to fix the last generations mistakes.