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omg_fmaWho: The Great Lord Voldemort, Eros: God of Lurve
When: 10/27/07
Rating: PG-13
Category: Misc Happenings,Misc Pairings AVADA KEDAVRA
Summary: ...Um.
The Great Lord Voldemort: *just beginning to hedge in on those faintest stages of waking up (yes, waking up.), eyes opening blearily and blinking around the room, trying to figure out what on earth is going on here*
Eros, God of Lurve: *is happily snuggled up against Voldemort!Ren, dozing lightly, completely naked and with a complacent smile on his face*
The Great Lord Voldemort: *...the Lord Voldemort feels something warm and lifelike attached to His Esteemed Side. Something warm and... fleshy. ...The Lord Voldemort is not pleased, nor is he amused, nor does he want to open his eyes wider to see what it is*
Eros, God of Lurve: *feels him stir and comes out of the doze, smiling lovingly down at the snake... Ren... thing. whatever. ruffles his hair, awwww* You awake sleepy?
The Great Lord Voldemort: *eyes fly open* What- AVADA KEDAVRA! *wand pulled out of virtually nowhere, zapping a blinding bolt of green light straight into the face of theassailant creepy fleshy human thing*
Eros, God of Lurve: *flops over dead on some lurid pink pillows*
The Great Lord Voldemort: *looks around for more of this disturbing nonsense, finding none and proceeding to glide/leap/extricate himself from the bed in the fastest and most dignified way possible, then pausing a second to try and dredge up from the Impeccable Memory of Lord Voldemort how in all hell this may have happened*
Eros, God of Lurve: *after a couple of seconds groans and sits up, shaking his head and smacking away a pink rose growing from the floral patterned quilt that was trying to wend its way up his arm* Sweetheart, is something wrong? *poutcutepout*
The Great Lord Voldemort: *represses the urge to flee* CRUCIOIMPEDIMENTASECTUMSEMPRALEVICORPUS! *don't people know the meaning of Avada Kedavra anymore?! First the Potter Brat and now this?!! ...GLOWER*
Eros, God of Lurve: *screams, flipping upside down as he's tripped, blood gushing from his chest; takes a moment to recover, blood slowly oozing to a halt and wound closing, gasping with a smirk* ...You like it kinky, don't you~?
The Great Lord Voldemort: *manages not to gape. The Lord Voldemort does not gape* What- you- how- *snarls, hurtling him across the room and through a wall with a flick of his wand, and following him with half a dozen killing curses just to be safe before turning on the spot, transmogrifying into half-vapor and roiling out of the room*
Eros, God of Lurve: *kind of dead and through a wall for a good while; gets up way after Voldemort leaves with a roll of his eyes* Someone apparently wasn't hugged enough as a child. *sighs*
When: 10/27/07
Rating: PG-13
Category: Misc Happenings,
Summary: ...Um.
The Great Lord Voldemort: *just beginning to hedge in on those faintest stages of waking up (yes, waking up.), eyes opening blearily and blinking around the room, trying to figure out what on earth is going on here*
Eros, God of Lurve: *is happily snuggled up against Voldemort!Ren, dozing lightly, completely naked and with a complacent smile on his face*
The Great Lord Voldemort: *...the Lord Voldemort feels something warm and lifelike attached to His Esteemed Side. Something warm and... fleshy. ...The Lord Voldemort is not pleased, nor is he amused, nor does he want to open his eyes wider to see what it is*
Eros, God of Lurve: *feels him stir and comes out of the doze, smiling lovingly down at the snake... Ren... thing. whatever. ruffles his hair, awwww* You awake sleepy?
The Great Lord Voldemort: *eyes fly open* What- AVADA KEDAVRA! *wand pulled out of virtually nowhere, zapping a blinding bolt of green light straight into the face of the
Eros, God of Lurve: *flops over dead on some lurid pink pillows*
The Great Lord Voldemort: *looks around for more of this disturbing nonsense, finding none and proceeding to glide/leap/extricate himself from the bed in the fastest and most dignified way possible, then pausing a second to try and dredge up from the Impeccable Memory of Lord Voldemort how in all hell this may have happened*
Eros, God of Lurve: *after a couple of seconds groans and sits up, shaking his head and smacking away a pink rose growing from the floral patterned quilt that was trying to wend its way up his arm* Sweetheart, is something wrong? *poutcutepout*
The Great Lord Voldemort: *represses the urge to flee* CRUCIOIMPEDIMENTASECTUMSEMPRALEVICORPUS! *don't people know the meaning of Avada Kedavra anymore?! First the Potter Brat and now this?!! ...GLOWER*
Eros, God of Lurve: *screams, flipping upside down as he's tripped, blood gushing from his chest; takes a moment to recover, blood slowly oozing to a halt and wound closing, gasping with a smirk* ...You like it kinky, don't you~?
The Great Lord Voldemort: *manages not to gape. The Lord Voldemort does not gape* What- you- how- *snarls, hurtling him across the room and through a wall with a flick of his wand, and following him with half a dozen killing curses just to be safe before turning on the spot, transmogrifying into half-vapor and roiling out of the room*
Eros, God of Lurve: *kind of dead and through a wall for a good while; gets up way after Voldemort leaves with a roll of his eyes* Someone apparently wasn't hugged enough as a child. *sighs*
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Date: 2007-10-27 05:38 pm (UTC)Also, props on the BEST CUT-TEXT KNOWN TO MAN.
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Date: 2007-10-28 02:33 am (UTC):D
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Date: 2007-10-29 04:32 am (UTC)(also, probly helps that the majority of his comments have been written while my mom was reading me the end of the 7th book)