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Post by Tant Kemp on Apr 10, 2008 6:08:05 GMT 5
Tant sat back rocking on her chair as if she was board the chair ‘creaked’ as she went back and forth a early silence stretched out that was all she could take, she lent forwards and the chairs legs hit the ground with a ‘tap’ and some dust lifted from the ground. “Ok so I don’t know about the rest of yours…but maybe this isn’t suuuuch a bad idea.” She breathed thinking, “so some of the tasks where a little unfair Brad I’d like to go watch you flirt with a guard and see if it works then you can go tell Izzie to do that, but don’t expect some of us to do things that is ridiculous…point being, you really need to re-think some of this organization stuff, personally I don’t care about he past put it aside I agree and ]others would do good to do the same, so I thin tonight we attack and kill the minister and give him what he deserves.” She was grinning coldly, maybe she was crazy for saying that. She had a twisted anger and hatred purely towards Brad. She could rip him apart right now wouldn’t be to hard would it? And others might even help her? She shrugged in her own mind and a cold smile played around her lips. No this was perfect; if she could get her hands on the minister it would end sooooooooo many problems for her, who cared if she or others ended up in azkaban just as long as she went down fighting that as all that matter. Plus if it wasn’t fighting tonight then it was polishing swords or dusting out the store, plus school homework on top of that. This seemed more for filling and…fun. She smiled. ”I’m in.”
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Malleus Maleficarum
Slytherin 4th year
What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?
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Post by Malleus Maleficarum on Apr 13, 2008 3:38:33 GMT 5
Malleus grew very tired of the atmosphere, very quickly. He'd only been in the room 10 minutes, but it seemed like an eternity of people bitching at Brad, or talking amongst one another, and just generally not taking action. Hell, he still didn't even know why he himself was here, although that probably had alot to do with the fact that his own personal problems, named Jax and Izzie, seemed to be causing the majority of the drama.
Truth be told, Mal thought Brad wasn't exactly the brightest spark in the plug. Almost everybody here had some personal vendetta against at least one other person in the room. Strike one on the leadership qualities, He thought to himself, a smirk spreading across his face. Admittedly, each person in the room had their own special abilities that were perfect for the needs of the organization, however, it was the fact that everyone disliked another that repeatedly made him want to laugh out loud. Team work had definitely just jumped headfirst out of the window, leaving only spite and awkward silence in the room to mingle and mess with everyone's minds.
Crossing his arms, Malleus casually strolled closer to where Brad was standing. People he didn't recognise blocked his way as he was standing at the back of the hall, but he simply weaved his way through until he could see Jax and Izzie confronting Brad. He was already beginning to sense that rush of adrenaline he lived for from confrontation and fighting. Using his shoulder, Mal barged into Jax. A technique he'd used many times to knock unsuspecting opponents off their feet and get them rowed up for a fight.
"Suck it up, princess," Malleus said, not even bothering to turn his head as he continued his slow walk towards Brad. After a slight nod at Brad, Malleus turned on the balls of his feet, his arms still crossed, and a low flame burning in his eyes. A unmistakable sign that he was dangerous to anyone and everyone. "Everybody is a murderer," He continued, his voice low and threatening, "It just varies from those that have the balls to perform the task, and those that hide in the shadows and pull the strings."
Uncrossing his arms, Malleus revealed his wand, twirling the piece of wood between his fingers like a drummer with a drumstick. "Personally, I'm all about affirmative action," He said, his voice still carrying the air of threat, "And with that being said, I devote my wand and my life to this organization. To the bettering of a corrupt industry. And to the purification of humans and wizards alike." At this, Malleus inclined his head to the right to acknowledge Brad's reaction to his short, but oh-so-straight-to-the-point, speech.
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Magdalena Szel
Slytherin 4th year
Smile. Tomorrow's going to be worse
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Post by Magdalena Szel on Apr 13, 2008 4:31:09 GMT 5
It seemed that a confrontation was in order. Personally, Magda didn't want to get involved, after all, she was friends with Jax and didn't want to give him a reason to hate her, but she honestly thought that he needed to shut his mouth. And Izzie? Izzie needed to leave. Magda was afraid that if she was ever forced to work with the girl she might lose focus and take her out instead.
Malleus, a boy she'd met outside on the lawns, approached Izzie, Jax, and Brad. She was glad someone had the guts to talk against the two of them. She had wanted to so badly, but at the moment, she felt that her friendship was a tad more important. Malleus's speach was straight to the point ad stated everything she'd wished she could say. She wouldn't, but at the moment she could do one thing.
Walking toward Brad and Malleus she took a deep breath. Hopefully people wouldn't hate her for this. Turning to face everyone she smiled slightly at Malleus before beginning. "Look, it doesn't matter if you hate Brad and I don't really care why you do, but personally he hasn't done anything to me. The point is, this is for the betterment of the wizarding world. This isn't a lets kill Brad club, this isn't a whose a murderer club either. Malleus's right. . . everyone's a murderer. Deal with it."
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Post by Brad Dragondrool on Apr 13, 2008 6:49:18 GMT 5
The b*itching... It just won't end... Brad sighed, trying to block out the annoying screams, shouts, and accusations being pelted at him like hail.
"HA HA!"
Brad shot his glare toward Tant, staring at her for the first time in months. The person who had hurt him so bad... Whatever... But she was getting on his nerves.
"Yo, Tant!" Brad called, looking at her eyes, "If you gonna be all smug about it, then leave..." He wasn't going to take this bullcrap from anyone. It was REALLY annoying and it would hinder everyone's plans. Brad had started out nice, but if they were all going to freak out, he would beat their asses, one by one.
"And I wonder how many people or organizations have tried to kill the Minister?"
Brad rolled his eyes. "Now really, Tant. Are you serious? The answer is: none." Now why would anyone even TRY to do the impossible. The answer to THAT question is: Because they never had a team of elite super teens! God, this is gonna be fun...
"Objections? Yeah, I've got a few. And the first one is, I canNOT work with a murderer! I'm sorry, but I thought this Organization was going to be somewhere we'd feel like a unit taking over. But after that stunt you pulled a few months ago, and then your disappearance, how are we supposed to trust you?"
Brad slowly turned to face Jax... This kid was seriously pissing him off. "You're supposed to trust me because we're friends... Or at least we WERE. Remember when John tried to kill you? Yeah, I saved you! He was possessed, and when I killed those guys, I was possessed too!" Brad was getting angry, not at Jax, but at himself, his family, his 'Dark Side'. "What the f*ck would you do if you had a freaking monster living inside of you?! How would you freaking feel if no one trusted you because of what something ELSE did?! Jax, if you don't trust me, leave. Just remember that you're abandoning a friend in need!" Brad was finished. He had said most of that in one breath. They had no idea how suckish it was to live like this. Looking like a freaking skeleton... Heartless monsters... Brad swallowed back tears and turned away, looking into the darkest corner of the room... The one that no dared to enter.
"So your saying I'm to flirt with these officials so all you can get past. I don't know if I want to do that. I mean I'll flirt with teachers for better marks but that's so my mom doesn't kill me for failing something."
Brad laughed his usual, old laugh. Izzie is funny sometimes... "No, Izzie," He said, a smile still on his face, "You're not going to flirt with them, half of them are gay I think... Not sure though... Anyway, I was going to teach a few transfiguration spells that would make you look like a crying muggle baby in a cloth on the floor. The guards would come over, get confused, then you, or someone else, knocks them out! And, don't flirt with teacher, it's a BAD thing..." He laughed once more and he automatically knew that it wouldn't last for much longer.
Suddenly, Malleus appeared. Brad hardly knew the guy but he already kind of liked him.
"Mal, old buddy, old pal!" Brad said, laughing, "Well, you missed my speech... But, we're going to be attacking the Minister tonight so that everyone in the Magical World knows who we are... And you're job is to... Kill the Minister of Magic... Hope you can handle it..." Brad's smiled faded suddenly. It was a lot to ask a person.
"Oh crap, I'm late!"
"Oh crap, you are!" Brad smiled, he was really thankful to Kasumi for doing what she did at the Black Lake... Long story short, he got chakra again. "Just kidding. Kasumi, you're role is stealth and offense. Oh yeah, did I mention we were killing the Minister of Magic?" It was getting annoying to explain it to everyone who came. If Brad had to do it again, he was going to get annoyed...Oh well, what can I do?
"I'm in."
"Thanks, Tant... It means a lot to me..." Brad sighed, it was nice to know that not EVERYBODY hated him.
"And with that being said, I devote my wand and my life to this organization. To the bettering of a corrupt industry. And to the purification of humans and wizards alike."
Brad's mouth dropped open and a fly zoomed in and out. This Mal guy was... Freaking. Awesome! Brad basically loved the guy already. He smiled, feeling like a kid who just got praised by his parents. "Thanks Mal, you rock." Brad pulled out his wand at lightning speed and pointed it at Malleus. A yellow ray shot out, aiming itself a centimeter under Mal's eye. If it hit, it would make a small black "3" under his eye, signifying Organization III...
Brad aimed his own wand to himself and the yellow ray hit him. He felt under his eye and felt a small bump. "Cool... We have a mark now. And don't worry guys, a simple charm will be able to conceal it!"
He aimed his wand at Tant and the yellow light zoomed toward her. He did the same to Magda. These four people were the only ones he could trust right now, the only one's he actually cared for and loved. How cheesy...
Brad smiled, knowing how corny this whole scene was.
"This isn't a lets kill Brad club, this isn't a whose a murderer club either. Malleus's right. . . everyone's a murderer. Deal with it."
God... Mal and Magda are COOL! Brad laughed, "Thank you, Magda. It means a lot...
"Now, if all the freaking drama is over, we can move the hell on out!" Brad brought his wand over his head and shouted: Prodigium Patefacio Ministrias Veneficus!
A shining light appeared on the darkest wall. It was a portal to the Ministry of Magic. "Stay here for another 20 seconds and the room will automatically send you to where you came. So, if you plan on comming with me, jump into the portal before 20 seconds is up! Hurry up and make your decision!"
Brad stepped through the portal and found himself in the marble-paved hallway of the Ministry of Magic. It was late, and no one was to be found. But Brad was sure that they had already found him.
"HEY!"
Brad spun around to see three guards running toward him. Aw sh*t!
A spell zoomed passed his head, smashing into the ceiling and causing part of it to fall. "Muffliato!" Brad shouted, now he could be as loud as he wanted!
"Cunfundo! Cunfundo! Cunfundo!" The spells made contact, smashing into each of the guards. They looked confused and then passed out five seconds later. "THAT wasn't hard..."
They was a whoosh and he was suddenly surrounded by 15 Ministry Officials. They had apparated around him and now he was trapped. "Can we talk about this?" Brad asked, trying to stall.
Their answer was 15 jinxing curses being sent toward him. There was no time to react, he only hoped that one of "friends" would help him before he met his demise.
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Post by Tant Kemp on Apr 14, 2008 4:30:32 GMT 5
"Thanks, Tant... It means a lot to me..." She only nodded and started to rock amused by this whole ‘organization’ thing Brad had set up. She wondered if they acutely ended up killing the minister who they would end the lives off next. She realized they were really not any better then Death eaters and really she couldn’t care. The sudden yellow light was casted and one by one Brad hit Mal, himself and others including her marking a small black 3 under there eyes, Tant reached up and felt it she gritted her teeth. She had agreed to join the group but no one had said anything to do with branding her! She clenched her fist and folded her arms trying to remain calm and not leap out at Brad and demand he revise the damn jinx- she hated the little 3 already!
"Now, if all the freaking drama is over, we can move the hell on out!" Prodigium Patefacio Ministrias Veneficus!
she casted her eyes up and watched as he cursed at the ceiling silently. "Stay here for another 20 seconds and the room will automatically send you to where you came. So, hurry up and make you decision!" Tant realized he meant they attack tonight NOW! Gezz she wished he’d of let her run off towards her shop and stack up on some supplies even when she was already armed with magically hidden and concealed weapons, she could use a few better and less mess ones! “oh well let the fun begging.” She muttered now getting to her feet counting the time in her head waiting- 17…18…19…20!” she pulled her cloak hood over her head and they were off as Brad had said the room automatically threw them in the portal and there surrounding changed in seconds to what must have been the ministry- looking around Brad was surrounded by ministry members, ”oh good on ya Brad.” She rolled her eyes and took out her wand pointing right at Brad. “Defendio!” she hissed and a light blue protection shield appeared around Brad, it wouldn’t hold long but if Brad made he least he could get out from being surrounded. After that spell was casted attention was flown towards her and the others that had come. and the fight begins! she thought not wasting time she stepped forwards. A lot of the wizards didn’t know what to make of her- a cloak covered stranger holding a long sword- it was obviously magic because after a few spells was casted all of which hit her blade and repleaded them sending there curses back to whom ever casted them! Tant was close enough to a few out with her sword she started to stab or struck at anyone in distance and while she had some attention while others fought with others she muttered curses and jinxes doing silly little things like tripping them or making them unbalance but all of which had good effect. She pulled her sword out from some strangers chest and spun round a jinx hit her jaw only grazing it but stun. ”Hey-That-Hurt!” she growled spinning round low, know your surroundings, know you attackers and enemies! she kept in mind and somehow just by thinking she knew exactly how far she had to leap and at what speed to hit the next person, only she didn’t want to end this ones life quickly- he struck her and kept her alive it was only polite to return the gesture and sliced his leg from below the knee cap like slicing a knife through butter. She ducked a spell by pure luck. How many more of these are there?” she wondered practically dancing around waving her sword at whom ever got in her way.
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Malleus Maleficarum
Slytherin 4th year
What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?
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Post by Malleus Maleficarum on Apr 15, 2008 5:37:58 GMT 5
[[OOC: Tant, you may want to brush up on your spells... Diffindo is the curse to cut something]]
Malleus grinned as he was given his task by Brad. To kill the Minister Of Magic. This was huge! It was the opportunity he'd waited for his entire life, and he wasn't going to even think twice about it. He had no idea how he'd managed to find access to the Minister's private quarters, and he didn't care, at least he'd found it and prepared a small army to help himself and Malleus get to the Minister. All these thoughts distracted him long enough for Brad to point his wand at his face, a feat that is usually impossible to carry out without a faceful of knuckles. However, after the spell was cast and an explaination was given, he ran his fingers over the risen bumps under his eye. Cool, He thought, allowing a strange sense of trust for Brad to run through him.
Now, at last, the time for action had come. Brad had opened a portal, leading to the Ministry, and the Minister himself. Malleus felt like this was his true calling, and simply followed Brad without so much as a second thought. Unfortunately, just as he landed on the smooth floor of the Ministry, he was hit with a rogue charm, causing a get-wrenching feeling as he was blasted back several feet, landing on his back and knocking the air out of his lungs.
By the time Malleus had recovered, Brad had already knocked out 5 guards, and was standing there looking around aimlessly. Quick to his feet, he ran over to Brad's side, just before 15 more guards surrounded them.
"Can we talk about this?"
Brad's words brought a sense of hopelessness to the situation, and without any hesitation, Malleus concentrated on a radial repelling spell. Protego Totalum! He thought, preferring to use the art of silent spell casting. A moment later, a blue shield surrounded himself and Brad, reflecting 15 disarming spells back at their casters.
Dropping the shield, Malleus darted his eyes around the room, covering every possible entrance. Even though there was no one in sight, he was still unsatisfied that there were no guards around. Homenum Revelio!, He thought, using the charm to sense human presence in an area. Almost as soon as he cast the speel, he knew there was a guard hiding behind a statue of a witch in the corner of the room. Smiling, Malleus aimed his wand at the statue. Deprimo! Sectumsempra! The two seperate spells were fired, one after the other, causing a hole to be blasted through the statue, and a huge gash to appear across the guards chest, leaving him to bleed out to death.
A cackle passed from his lips as Malleus was finally satisfied no one was around. Turning to Brad, he allowed his arm to fall from his side, though his grip remained just as tight as ever around his wand. "Where to now?" He asked, constantly scanning the room for any guards while awaiting an answer.
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Post by Tant Kemp on Apr 20, 2008 14:35:08 GMT 5
(yeah i know i should but i didn't have my books to flick through the find a proper spell and was to lazy to go to some other hp site with a spell list so i just made up a spell that sounded like a defending one- i didn't realize it was another spell from the book lolz )
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