The Victims lounge

Zabby frowned. "What'd it say?"

"It said he should have been a Hufflepuff." Nicolas said roaring with laughter.

Zabby snickered, thinking, "Probably true..."

Darien rolled his eyes. "It said I had...Gryffindor qualities. Loyalty, gallantry, bravery and all that..." Darien shuddered.
"Therefore it is and shall remain, my nemesis...THAT'S IT!" He floated upright.
"I'll haunt the sorting hat!"

Zabby grinned. "Nice, Darien..."

Darien laughed evilly. "I shall have my revenge...."

"A bit too late for that dotcha think? Since you know... your dead." Nicolas said.

Zabby grinned. "It's true Darien."

((lol sorry haven't been on in ages, had to move all my stuff into my new house yesterday... and didn't have time to come online ...I shall be back later on, definately this time!))

"Being dead is the perfect oppurtunity! I am, actually, UNTOUCHABLE!"
He finished this declaration of awesomness with a manaical laugh.

"This is hell." Nicolas said slapping his hand on his forehead.

"So is your face." Darien replied, sticking out his tongue. "And you ruined the evilness moment!"

"What evilness?" Nicolas said. "If you mean pathetic, Voldemort rip-off... then I'm sorry. I didn't mean to squish your bubble of loserness."

Darien rolled his eyes.
"You're just jealous that you didn't come up with a diabolical scheme to revenge yourself on the sorting hat first."

"Why bother?" Nicolas said. "It put me right were I wanted to be. Near your girlfriend."

"Oh I'm sorry, I meant, ex-girlfriend."

Darien growled.
"You are lucky I can't transform when I'm in this dead state..."

((At least I don't think he can...))

((I don't think so... I think he's frozen in that state forever.))

"Oh, I'm so scared." Nicolas taunted.

((aww lol))

"So you should be."

"I'm sorry what was that?" Nicolas said.

"I said..." Darien cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled as loudly as he could. "I SAID, 'SO YOU SHOULD BE' AND GET A HEARING AID!"

"Oh sorry, I've trained myself not to hear stupid. I'm afraid I can't hear you." Nicolas said.

Darien rolled his eyes. "I thought you couldn't teach a dumb dog any tricks."

"You can't," Nicolas sniggered. "Isn't that right Doggy?"

Darien snarled.
"Dogs chase cats...Kitty kitty, run from me."

"Please the only thing that would run from you are girls because they've seen your face." Nicolas said.

"At least they're still alive. Many have dropped dead from the sight of your face...Oh! Aren't you in that horror movie...What was it now...Knicker-less?"
((LOL Nick-o-las...Knick-er-les))