The Icon Faerie

duchessdollydot: Clearly, I'm not meant to work with Croaker.
malecrit: *g*
kaesa: Croaker: I don't think anyone's meant to work with me, really.
kaesa: Croaker: Even I hate working with me.
midhenaer: Stokes: I don't like working with you too well either.
kaesa: Croaker: STOKES GET BACK TO WORK!
midhenaer: Stokes: ::uses his time turner to go back in time and tell his ickle self to not work in the DoM::
midhenaer: Ickle!Stokes: o_O Um. I have exams to take
midhenaer: Stokes: NO DON'T TAKE THE EXAMS
kaesa: Chava: What are you hanging around talking to that strange man for? Mum says I shouldn't talk to strangers. And we'll be late for exams!
midhenaer: Stokes: YOU'LL WORK IN A DEPARTMENT WITH A MADMAN WHO THREATENS TO NOT SIGN YOUR PAYCHECK
midhenaer: Ickle!Stokes: ... ::hides behind Chava:: ::whispers:: Hit him.
kaesa: Croaker: STOKES! YOU ARE BREAKING THE SPACE-TIME CONTINUUM! GET BACK HERE!
kaesa: Chava: ::kicks Stokes in the shins::
kaesa: Chava: GO AWAY OR I'LL HIT YOU LOTS! GO AWAY STRANGE KIDNAPPER MAN!
midhenaer: Ickle!Stokes: YEAH.
kaesa: Chava: GO AWAY OR I'LL CALL MY MUM! RARR!
midhenaer: Stokes: OW. ::limps away:: ::to Croaker:: They kick.
kaesa: Croaker: ...what?
malecrit: Wouldn't Stokes have known he was going to get kicked? I mean, if he remembered himself going back in time and talking to himself....
midhenaer: Stokes: CHAVA GOLDSTEIN. SHE KICKED ME.
kaesa: Croaker: ..who? The Auror?
kaesa: Croaker: You know you shouldn't bait them, they always get you back later.
midhenaer: Stokes: YES. Her. But she was little. I was little. And I hid behind her.
midhenaer: Stokes: Ha. I've been one up on her... forever.
kaesa: Croaker: ::rolls eyes:: Lay off the Alucinaire, Stokes.
midhenaer: Stokes: I HAVE!
kaesa: Croaker: Not long enough, apparently.
midhenaer: Stokes: :-[ ::goes back to work::

Because this is the best meta I've seen in a long time. And. I need entertainment. Slightly edited to include just the meta and things that weren't around it. For a non-character, Stokes is so much fun to play with.

Nomed Cinubi: http://www.thinkgeek.com/caffeine/drinks/5f35/ - Heaven
kaesa: ! JD! It's the DoM Super Pack!
kaesa: ::has those mints, too::
midhenaer: Haha
midhenaer: Stokes: ::raids caffeine::
kaesa: Croaker: NO MINE!
kaesa: Croaker: ::growls menacingly::
midhenaer: Stokes: I'll fight you for it.
midhenaer: Stokes: Er.
kaesa: Croaker: I'll cut your pay for it.
kaesa: Croaker: Very well, then. ::cheerful:: I win. Good game. ::takes::
midhenaer: Stokes: Can you cut that small of a number?
kaesa: Croaker: Of course I can.
Nomed Cinubi: Hmm... *Steals caffeine back*
kaesa: Croaker: After all, we can always just pay you every other week.
kaesa: Croaker: !!!
kaesa: Croaker: ::pursues JD:: STOKES, SAVE OUR CAFFEINE!
kaesa: Croaker: I'll raise your pay.
midhenaer: Stokes: What the bloody fuck am I supposed to do?
midhenaer: Stokes: ...Excuse me?
kaesa: Croaker: I dunno.
kaesa: Croaker: Just do it, all right?
duchessdollydot: Corinne: ::can not stand zis disgusting scene::
kaesa: Croaker: Pffeh.
Nomed Cinubi: *Finishes off caffeine*
kaesa: Croaker: NOOO!
midhenaer: Stokes: ...
kaesa: Croaker: IT'S GOOOOONE!
Nomed Cinubi: *explodes from caffeine overload*
kaesa: Croaker: Haha.
midhenaer: Stokes: ...Well I guess we won't have to worry about seeing him again.
Nomed Cinubi: *Reforms*
Nomed Cinubi: Whoah... what a rush
midhenaer: Stokes: ::realizes he'll have to fill out the death certificate:: Damn.