In this game, you predict how the person who posted before you will die. for example. the person who posts after me could say i will get hit by a train....i hope that's not true.

No one posted bofre me so i can't predict. darn. <_<

old age. Like I hope to die from.

If anyone after me says I will die from a stab wound in the back of my spine caused by someone I blackmailed and got him sentenced to 50 hours of comunity service where he worked at a pet shop where a dog chased his tail around in circles untill he threw up on the guy's $40 shoes and blamed it on me, I will personaly find that person and tear their throat out. :D

Ummm....interesting. I was going to say because you got mad at your computer and rammed your head in to it...but yours works too.

You will drowned in a vat of butterbeer.

Ouch. That might hurt...

You're going to fall off a cliff. :lol: i'm the bringer of bad news.

You will fall asleep in your soup.

You will be attacked by wild flies.

You will be eaten by a werewolf. See what hanging out with Sirius and his freinds gets you?

B

You will be beaten up by Tom Feltons bodyguards.

:lolstars: :lolstars: :lolstars: Wendy, you're the bestest! You however will die as a result of rabid staplers.

Blue

Between the rabid staplers and the werewolves....this is a rough place to hang out.

You, Blue, slapped to death by one of Tom's MANY 5-year-old fangirls.

I've already died as a result of Tom's bodyguards. Can't I at least have some amount of dignity with that? I mean, a five year old?? For shame on me and my family.

Well, Mrs. B, I think you need to die by hearing the scream of a fully matured Mandrake.

Blue

Blue:
You move to kiss Snape, miss and end up with a mouth full of his hair. As a result, you die of poisoning from hair grease.

You will pass on to the next world if JK doesnt bring your love back...by joining him in the veil. Ahh now thats a nice death..and not violent horrible death by rabid stapler or wild flies. You people REALLY crack me up. :laughbounce: :winky: :blue:


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post #200 for me! (taunts the other members...with funny happy I get points and now Im 3rd year happy dance of joy!)

Anora, you will be sliced and diced by a lightsaber. Pity, I liked you.

Blue

Snape will give you what you think is white wine but its really poison

You will die of thirst, right outside of a tea shop.

You will be beaten to death by the Potter Puppet Pals.

Blue

while fishing with Tom Felton you are attacked and mauled to death by wild rabid guppies.

At least I died with my, and I'm going to stop there because I don't really want to write out the correct pronoun. :blush:

You will be clubbed caveman style and drug into a cave by Darcy where she will baracade you in. You won't be able to escape and you will have no food, no water, and there might be poisonus reptiles that live in there with you.

Blue

You will Die when you shakes hands with a giraffe and the other giraffes think you guys are getting to close so they trample you to death. That is my theory :blue:

wow, harsh

You will be turned into a :ferret: and then sqaushed by a :dragon:

Blue

That's gonna hurt in the morning.

You will die when a Water Balloon falls on you and you drown in the puddle.

Hagrid is going to sneeze and you'll be blown into the lake where the Giant Squid will eat you.

Blue

You will die when you fall off your broom, and land on a picket. (Through the heart, too!)

when a truck delivering phone books crashes into a goat and overturns onto a limo which crashed into a stalled truck full of mousepads, you will die....are you actually in the wreck? NOPE....you are hit in the head by a flying phone book and die the death of a thousand paper cuts.

Darcy will Avada Kedavra Moony, making you watch, then she will do the same to you.

Blue

Holy #@$% this is a rough place to hang out....I mean I have driven thru safer barrios (sp?) in LA, LOL


Blue....again fishing with Tom.....you are attacked and swallowed whole by a giant carp, which Tom then catches 3 months later and cuts your stinky dead self from its belly. His anguished cries ring out *Ahhh my love! What shall I do now!*

Aww, at least he loved me.

You will be playing (yeah right) with Remus in the woods and the clouds will part, revealing a full moon. He turns and eats you. Poor Anora.

Blue

When the release date of book 6 is announced, you will quickly run to the bookstore so you can be first in line, but will sadly forget to bring provisions.
Refusing to leave your spot in line, you will die of hunger.

Looks like I've been quite active with kills despite my absence. :P

Wendy, you will be trampled to death by a pack of wild, rabid pickles while waiting in line to see Hilary Duff, your favorite person in the whole wide world....

*Wendy, I saw Kate today......don't like the Duff girl much do ya? :D *

You will disappear into the veil only to find that Sirius really died and you will die of a broken heart.

Blue

:eyebrows: :D :P :rolleyes: :winky: :blue: ahem..ok then....


I seem to always get you Blue!
ok lets see....


when on your way to the pc, to check your HOH message board, you trip, falling. breaking both legs and both arms, On the way down you also hit your head and knock yourself out....unable to move, you lie there a broken shell of your former self..thinking "is this the end?? will I never get to live in harmonious wonderment with my beloved TF? Oh the sadness..the tragedy. Then, just minutes before you are taken into the great beyond and forever away from your TF....KNOCK KNOCK whats that? Some one is knocking at your door..you are saved. (dont worry, you still get to die..give me a minute!) Just in the nick. You are transported by ambulance to the er.....where you promtly are dropped on your head by the ambulance tech people, then backed over by the panic stricken driver. They carry your still alive (barely now..almost done) body into the hospital, where an intern mis diagnoses your condition and treats you for mumps.
How do you die?
While in your hospital room....you are brought lunch....your first meal in DAYS..(another intern is feeding you..cuz you broke your arms..remember?) you gulp everything in site and choke to death on green jello.

:blue:

Wow, that was harsh.

You will have gone to a psychic so to be told your future to see if you get your dearly beloved DT. While there she predicts that youwill indeed be together, if not in this lifetime then the next. You leave, feeling elated, and step off the curb, not looking where you are going. A bus runs over your foot, crushing it beyond repair. You are rushed to the hospital where they send you to surgery immediately. Sadly, you cannot keep the foot and they amputate. While in recovery, you complain that your leg hurts, the nurses and doctors however tell you that it is just ghost pains of your now missing foot. Sometime during the night you develop a fever and the doctors realize that the cause of your fever and now hallucinations, is that you have an infection. They give you antibiotics via your IV, which turns out that you're allergic to. They remedy that problem and weeks later you are sent home, fit as a fiddle, less one foot.

Upon your return home, a party is thrown in honor of your cheating death three times. You choke on a peanut and think that you've cheated death three times already, this must surely ("Don't call me Shirley.") be it, but again, you've cheated it. Your neighbor performs the Heimlich, saving you. After the peanut incident you decide to turn in for the night. As you drift off to sleep, dreaming of DT, you hear the guests leaving. But you never awake the next morning. You died of carbon monoxide poisoning during the night.

Blue

Blue,

As you excitedly queue for the premier of GoF (with me, Anora, and Lyl at your side), dressed to the nines in your costume, you trip and impale yourself on your wand. There you are. Lying on the pavement. Bleeding.
Lyl runs screaming mad from you, sickened by the site of her friend bleeding on the beautiful green and silver Slytherin colors. As she runs away, she trips and is caught in the arms of Sean B. Love at first site. (From here, we do not see Lyl again, as she moves in with Sean and we are not allowed in the neighborhood.)
Anora screams for help at the site of Blue. Bleeding on the ground still, Blue, begins to grow pale. David T. hears the screams of Anora and rushes over to help. He's an actor. What would he be able to do? But, he is stricken by the beauty of Anora's care for her friend and he makes himself useful by comforting Anora. Privately. In his hotel room. All night and well into the next day. Anora feels much better now.
Loyal and brave to the end, like a true Gryffindor, I stay with Blue. Bleeding still. And all over my costume, I might mention. But seeing as how she is my bestest internet buddy and I am a trained EMT, I must try to save her. Blue, lying on her stomach in a sea of her own blood, begins to have trouble breathing. I turn her over onto her back and cradle her head in my lap. Her wand sticking out of her chest bobbing up and down with each breath that she takes. I try to stop the bleeding. I check her pulse and monitor her breathing as someone approaches. Tom bends over Blue. Blue gasps (as much as she can considering that there is a long piece of wood in her lung) at the site of her love. Tom looks at me and asks if Blue will be ok. He tells me that help has been called and caringly pats Blue’s shoulder. I reply that she'll be fine in my hands. I am a trained, certified EMT. Just as the words are out of my mouth, a representative of the Texas Department of Health steps from the crowd and approaches me-there on the ground with Blue's weak body in my lap. “No, Darcy,” says the representative. “You are not a trained EMT. Your certification expired two years ago. You just tried to stop this woman’s bleeding with a shoe. How helpful can that be? I’m afraid she isn’t going to make it.”
I gasp in shock. Then I remember that I forgot to mail in my recertification paperwork. That’s unfortunate.
Soon, however, help arrived and Blue was taken to the hospital. There she was….barely hanging onto life. The doctors managed to pull her through surgery. In her recovery room a mere three hours after all of this had begun, Blue choked to death on a pickle that was fed to her by a nurse whose license had expired the day before.
What happened to me and Tom, you may ask? Well, I went to the premiere with him. That is where I met the real Sirius. Gary and I are now happy planning our wedding. We will be serving pickles at the reception.

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I've completely run out of creative deaths. You will die of a Mandrake's scream.

Blue

WOW guys, aside from Darcys really bizarre pickle fetish phase shes going thru..these were REALLY good! LOL Esp the part where DT and I are finding ...ahem..comfort....alone...in his hotel room. OH YEA I REALLLLLLY liked that part!

ok..Blue (yet again it comes down to you and I..by the way I TOTALLY got the Shirley comment, LOL)

You come back from the death of carbon dioxide poisioning miraculously....but youve already been buried. You claw and dig and bite your way out (those Slytherins will use any means, remember?) of your own grave. You come into the world again as if being born again and know nothing of HP or TF. While doing voluteer work at a home for criminally insane midget comedians, you find a fishing magazine with TF on the cover. You flip thru and see an ad for HP and GOF... A pang of feeling....whats that? Some twinge of recognition? Could you be getting your memory back? You head home for the evening...while stopped at a traffic light, you hear an ad on the radio..Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire to be released in 2005??? Theres that pang again. This time you are certain...there is a link to who you are and this HP. You are certain...the key to finding out who you were..who you are lies in finding out more about HP. You get home and do some research. One thing death did for you was make you an unmistable genious on the pc. You are able to manuver and manipulate to find out anything on anyone. (Better than the NCIC system the police use, lol) You search for HP and TF. You find several addresses..including TF's. This particular actor, has started it all..he invokes in you the most feeling youve ever experienced. He must be the key. Your key. You copy down the address and head out. You are going to find him and he will help you...you just keep repeating this to yourself. Many hours a gas station dinner later, you get to his home. Its dusk, sun is just sinking down...darkness soon follows. You sit outside the gated entrance for nearly an hour just looking..observing..hoping for some feeling that will let you know you arent insane...you did feel something and he really IS the key. Then, you see the headlights in your mirror, approaching fast. You panic momentarilly....its too late, the car is already upon you. It slows and pulls up next to you....the dark sleek shiney black of the limo seems to move past in slow motion....as the rear window slides mutely down, revealing none other than a confused TF. *Hey what are you doing here?* He questions. You pang of recognition...your twinge of feeling now hits you full force and all your memories come back, instantly. Which totally freaks you out, you leap from the car and in your frantic attempt to exit your own vehicle, bash your head on your own door and fall to the ground....in TF's drivers attempt to remove him from any possible harm he runs you over. No, not siriusly...yet.
TF yells to his driver to stop. TF then leaps from his car, races to Blues side...she gazes up at him, her love..her true love...she knows now, but what is she to do...she takes his face in her hands..overcome by his own emotion and frankly glad shes alive and then so she probably wont sue, he responds to her and they meet with a gentle kiss. He cant explain it...there is really something about her. He must have her as his own. Blue is not complaining..lol They spend a passionate night looking over old photo albums of TF and the highlight is when he shows her his custom rod collection and offers to take Blue fishing. They are married just 8 months later...living blissfully happy....

until


Blue comes home one evening and finds TF and DR on the couch...ahem..TO-GETH-ER ...well this she doesnt mind so much but they wont let her watch...she trys to drive DR out of the house and TF hits her over the head with an MTV award , proclaiming as she slowly bleeds to death "I will always love you Blue..just not as much as DR!"

END

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OMG!!!!!!!! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was doing some sirius laughing on that one!

Anora,
Blue invites you to the afore mentioned wedding, and you gladly prepare to attend. Seeing as how Tom lives in England, and that is where Blue tracked him down, that is where the wedding is being held. You consider your options for transport and decide to follow Blue's lead.
Well, it seems that hope does, in fact, float. Blue, it appears, managed to drive to England from the US with her love to keep her bobbing above the surface of the ocean ("Many hours a gas station dinner later"). You, Anora, however, do not fair so well. You drown thirty feet off the coast. :P

Darsy,
You die due to a large jar of pickles repeatedly slamed over your head by me, because you killed me at a freaking Duff concert! :rant:

:diespam: , sorry.

You went to a Hilary Duff concert?

Blue