Just a little evil...

Millicent Bulstrode - YEP, she's my girl. Keeping this rpg journal a little longer - I'm hoping inspiration comes from it.

Another party in this place. I guess I'd best find a costume. I have no idea what to go as though.

[Private to Draco]
What are you going as, love?

I need a bloody drink. Who's with me? It feels like I've been getting sloshed at the end of every day for the past month. And you know, that might actually be right. I wonder what I can get into tonight.

James, the second? Want to go flying tomorrow? Of course, you'd have to lend me a broom, seeing as I don't have one here.

Whiskey can get you into so much trouble.

Note to self: Buy more whiskey.

Ange, are you in hiding again? Do I need to drag you out again?

{Private to Peter}
Are you all right?

{Private to Angelina}
Oi Johnson, when are we going to have drinks again? You seem to be...distracted lately.

{Private to Draco}
Dinner this week? My place around 8?

{Private to Severus}
Don't you owe me a bottle of whiskey?

[Hexed private]
It seems as if we're getting more Slytherins here lately. I wonder if Skeeter plans to have us take over. It might be nice, though I'm quite sure the goody goodies would have a bird if we tried.

It seems as though no one's trying very hard to get home anymore - we're all resigned to be here. And I suppose it's not so bad - not since there are a few people here I'd care to speak to now.

I'm quite enjoying my time with Severus. I've...well I've always had endearing feelings for him and they have only seemed to deepen with his company as of late.

Draco has returned, but it seems he is already married to Astoria. I knew this - well, I knew from hearing from some of the others from the future that they had married. My hopeless crush on him continues to be just that - hopeless. Perhaps if Miles were here I...well I can't dwell on that.

[Private to Severus]
Would you care to join me for dinner tomorrow night?

[hexed private from Skeeter - that nosy bitch]

I hate it here. No wonder I want to cut myself all the time.

If I find who did this to me, I'm going to hex their balls off. Yes, I know it could have been anyone, but I do believe it was a male.

Thank god it wore off before someone trotted me to the hospital.

In other news, it seems I live alone now. My roommate has disappeared - and I think some other people have as well. Why can I go back to where I belong? Do I have to ass kiss or grovel? If so, I think I'll just stay here until I figure out how to beat Skeeter at her own game.

why won't anyone play with me?

hiiiii.

my name is millicent bulstrode. i live at hogwarts and my dad is...a real bastard never around.

anyone want to come play with me? i'm in some weird house that isn't hogwarts.

Are we all supposed to be attacking Skeeter to get new jobs? If so, I must've missed the memo.

I got bored, so I wrote a poem.

Life is a game we play
One we never can win
Practicing only makes it harder
Trying to perfect
To move on.

Stuck inside the circle
Never changing course
We move in a dance
Trying to perfect
To move on.

We are so small
Smaller than gods on Olympus high
We supplicate ourselves to them
Trying to perfect
To move on.

We are slaves to the taskmaster
Taking the lash and whip
We do wrong, but right with penance
Trying to perfect
To move on.

Okay. I am bored with this crap.

Draco! Where the bloody hell are you? I need you to entertain me! NOW.

Oh happy day. More people showing up. More work, more of the same shit day in and day out.

At least some of the newcomers are fun.

So, I heard that my favourite professor is wandering around here somewhere. Is it true? Is Professor Severus Snape really here? That might actually be too much for me.

There are entirely too many Weasley children or Weasley related children running around here. Save for my roomie, they all seem to be...well boring. Got to have some spunk for me to even think of speaking.

I seriously might go to the pub every night if my job keeps going the way it has been. I swear I'm going to start throwing things if people continue to be annoying every five minutes asking for something they don't really need. There are never spots on the glasses or dishes in this place, but they always seem to pop up! I think people are trying for a free dinner. Not going to happen on my watch.

I need a drink. Who's with me?

Pansy? Theo? Are you guys really here too?

I still haven't made anything out of this place - it's really interesting though. Different people from different times and such. But I am glad to have friends here - Draco, especially.

My housemate, she's...well interesting, but I don't see us interacting much.

My job, well let's just not go there, shall we? It's best that I forget about it as soon as I leave the place. Serving meals and drinks to everyone is such a waste of my time, but it seems it is a job that I must do in this place. I suppose there are worse things to do.

Okay. It's not funny. Where am I?

And just so everyone's aware, I will hex you if you lie to me.

Player
Name: Esther
Age: 28
Contact: Include AIM/Y!M and your email address slythwitchgirl (AIM), corgan_soma (Y!M), lilydahlia@gmail.com
Timezone: Central
Experience: since 2003. Various rpgs on LJ and IJ - Veiled Intentions, potterfic, etc. Let me know if you need links.
Journal to be used: dark_bulstrode

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