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Originally written by Jumpin' Sarcasmon:

Glass houses...

I really wish you had made a spelling error in that post. :P

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Originally written by Stillness:

I don't think arranged marriage is bad.

I certainly would not be for a Christian marrying someone of another faith.

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Plugging

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Originally written by No more muffins:

So, why am I doing this again?

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Originally written by Actaeon:

Did it bug anyone else that Harry's final defeat of Voldemort hinged on an artifact that wasn't even mentioned until halfway through the final book? I know Harry's been dependent on luck every step of the way, but the fact that disarming Malfoy saved his life just gets under my skin.

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Originally written by Actaeon:

I suppose Rowling was still trying to strip Harry of everything from his former life, making it more believable that he would, in the end, go quietly. Most of the things he had attachments to (the big exception being Ginny) no longer existed by the time he had to make the choice.

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Originally written by Yama:

Blades of Rogue? Does that name mean what I think it does?

Normally I wouldn't dream of it, but given your reputation for scripting, Niemand...

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Originally written by Synergy:

I'd rather not hear, like who dies. Even though of course it will be Harry. :P

-S-

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"I've been talking to my friends about Harry Potter theories for so long, and I'm not going to be able to do that anymore. What will I do with my life?"

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Originally written by Dintiradan:

By Tyran:

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I have in my hands my wang.

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Originally written by Dintiradan:

I think Salmon's on the right track. Picture the following: a planet which orbits too close to its sun. All the world's well-off and powerful dwell in underground bunkers. The mouth breathers, those with body odour problems, people who talk in theatres, and Facebook users are all banished to the surface, where they are doomed to die of cancer or dehydration.

But the scientists of the surface were not idle. With the aid of the engimatic natives (which, incidently, have two elbows on each arm), they erected a shield to protect the planet from the scorching rays of the sun (incidently, the shield glows green). They also have recruited you, intrepid adventurer! With your trusty parasol, you are destined to storm the underground bunkers, hoping to seize freedom for your nation.

Or, you know, just some high SPF sunscreen. The game will be pretty open-ended that way.

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Smarts is the most exclusive disco in town.
Everyone welcome.

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Originally written by My Brother Unforgiven:

Let the record show that discussions of one's own intelligence never, ever end well.

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