83,635
edits
Horcrux: Difference between revisions
Jump to navigation
Jump to search
no edit summary
Amwelladmin (talk | contribs) No edit summary |
Amwelladmin (talk | contribs) No edit summary |
||
| Line 31: | Line 31: | ||
Her comrades quailed. “Someone stop her! This is ''suicide''! They will kill us all!” | Her comrades quailed. “Someone stop her! This is ''suicide''! They will kill us all!” | ||
And so it seemed they would. As they pulled back the arms of their monstrous trebuchets you could hear the [[buy-side legal eagle|buyside soldiers]] laugh. “Finish them off, | And so it seemed they would. As they pulled back the arms of their monstrous trebuchets you could hear the [[buy-side legal eagle|buyside soldiers]] laugh. “Finish them off, [[Short sale|Shorty]]!” cackled one. “We’ll be having brokers for breakfast in the morning!” | ||
But then the brave little negotiator shrieked at the top of her lungs, “[[GameStop|EXPECTO GAMESTOPIBUS]]!!!” And there, in the sky, a dazzling, luminous, snorting apparition appeared. A great, pearlescent, archer, flinging arrows of burning destruction into the crowded shorts of the buy-side. | But then the brave little negotiator shrieked at the top of her lungs, “[[GameStop|EXPECTO GAMESTOPIBUS]]!!!” And there, in the sky, a dazzling, luminous, snorting apparition appeared. A great, pearlescent, archer, flinging arrows of burning destruction into the crowded shorts of the buy-side. | ||
| Line 41: | Line 41: | ||
“Expecto — ''oh'' – ahh” | “Expecto — ''oh'' – ahh” | ||
“Expecto ''what''?” snarled the great | “Expecto ''what''?” snarled the great bearish-man, waving an amulet of smelted [[vega]]. | ||
“Um — ah — nothing,” said the little negotiator, in a voice all the more frightful for its frailty. | “Um — ah — nothing,” said the little negotiator, in a voice all the more frightful for its frailty. | ||
| Line 49: | Line 49: | ||
And with that, the ogre scooped up the damp fragments at the negotiator’s feet and, demonstrating a power altogether more terrifying than anything one could do with a broadsword, he waved his great, meaty fingers over the shreds nestling in his palm ''and they magically knitted themselves back together''. | And with that, the ogre scooped up the damp fragments at the negotiator’s feet and, demonstrating a power altogether more terrifying than anything one could do with a broadsword, he waved his great, meaty fingers over the shreds nestling in his palm ''and they magically knitted themselves back together''. | ||
The warrior presented the [[margin lock-up]] to the negotiator and leveled his great, green eyes to | The warrior presented the [[margin lock-up]] to the negotiator, tucked it into her collar in the manner of a table napkin and leveled his great, green eyes to peer into hers. “This is yours, I believe. Now, my young friend. What was ye saying about ye standing for nae lockup?” | ||
But where the little sell-sider had been standing was a curlicue of disturbed dust. The hedge-warrior | But where the little sell-sider had been standing was a curlicue of disturbed dust. The hedge-warrior guffawed. | ||
“Come, on | “Come, on Archie,” said he, kicking over the footmarks. “Our work here is done.” | ||
But his comrade — a smaller man, though no less fierce — paused for a moment. There was something in his eyes. Some fear; some forbidden knowledge that, perhaps all was ''not'' quite said and done, on this barren combat-ground. That there was more magic, that might intervene in the relations between the hedge-folk and their bankers. | But his comrade — a smaller man, though no less fierce — paused for a moment. There was something in his eyes. Some fear; some forbidden knowledge that, perhaps all was ''not'' quite said and done, on this barren combat-ground. That there was more magic, that might intervene in the relations between the hedge-folk and their bankers. | ||