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cris • tee • nuh ([info]cristina_lacosa) wrote,
@ 2008-02-07 13:33:00


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1) Make a list of 10 characters.
2) Assign each character a number.
3) Without telling anyone who's on the list or the character's assigned number, get questions from your flist about what they'd like to know about them.

IE: "If 3 and 4 were trapped in a cave together with only a blanket and a toothpick, what would they do?" (The more random the better!)

4) Post the answers and who was who on the list.



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[info]zloper
2008-02-08 01:40 am UTC (link)
2 and 3 are on a date and the food is cold.

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[info]cristina_lacosa
2008-02-08 01:46 am UTC (link)
"I told you it'd be cold," Matilda huffed, slamming into her chair. Merlin's beard, she'd told Erin to be here an hour ago.

"It's not my fault the lab got swarmed by aurors with dead bodies!" Erin argued, dropping into a chair opposite of her.

Matilda huffed and poured the wine, glaring at Erin all the time. She goes through all this hard work to impress her, and it's put to waste. It wasn't even worth using warming spells.

"It's still very good..."

Erin leaned forward a bit to catch Matilda's eye. The Slytherin attempted to avoid it, but couldn't help herself.

"Reeaaally?"

"Mmhmm.."

"Well, just wait until dessert."

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[info]awesomecakes
2008-02-08 03:07 am UTC (link)
9 and 10 are locked in a broom closet for 24 hours.

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[info]cristina_lacosa
2008-02-08 03:12 am UTC (link)
Vinny sighed, looking at his watch. It was almost 12, which meant they'd get out of here finally. All he'd been trying to do was hide from fans, and this auror pushed him in there, and somehow a fan outside must've hexed the door with a timed spell. Twenty. Four. Hours.

"Hey, weren't you scouted by the Falcons?" Vinny asked. Will Jugson looked up drearily, his wand spinning around idly so that the light at the end created an eerie affect on his face.

"Because I wanted to be an auror."

"No one wants to be an auror more than a pro quidditch player."

Will sat forward, smirking, "It's because I got scouted by the Cannons." He leaned back, "That make things clearer?"

Vinny frowned and looked at his watch again. Forty minutes.

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[info]mikipinku
2008-02-08 06:32 am UTC (link)
5 and 8 are walking down the street when 8 is robbed by a hobo.

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[info]cristina_lacosa
2008-02-08 06:39 am UTC (link)
"Are you fucking MAD, what were you DOING?"

This was why she didn't hang out with her family, they all, sucked. Emmeline stormed up and down the pavement, flailing her purseless hands as Giada stood timidly on the side.

"I'm sorry what was I supposed to do?"

"FUCKING STUN HIM, GIADA, THAT'S WHAT!"

"But! But!"

Emmeline stopped pacing and stared down her cousin, glaring hard.

"But what?"

"You're not supposed to use magic in front of muggles!"

"Oh my fucking---" Emmeline pulled her wand and Giada shrieked.

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