Your name is JAMES GRANGER and you are FOURTEEN YEARS OLD. You live with you MUM and DAD in the MUGGLE WORLD. Your MUM and DAD happen to be members of an underground resistance movement which means you’re supposed to be EXTRA CAUTIOUS but really it just makes you TAKE MORE RISKS which you love doing anyway. You love QUIDDITCH and have thousands of posters all around your walls. Your room is done up in GRYFFINDOR colors because GRYFFINDOR’S are the best even if you’ve never attended HOGWARTS and never will. You’re a bit of a JERK and kind of RUDE really but you think that just makes you all the more CHARMING.

==>Log Onto Trollian

You take the five or so steps over to your computer, which is Gryffindor Gold, and boot it up. With seconds you’re logged into Trollian with the touch of a button.

Looks like only three of your friends are online right now. Your neighbor, freeSpirit, the vile overprotective twins dualDevilry (or one of them, at least, you won’t know until you see the text), and judgementalChampion, the cold heartless snake.

==>Troll judgementalChampion

riskyChaser began trolling judgementalChampion

RC: hey champion what up?
JC: Besides the sun? Nothing, save the plans
RC: yeah okay about that
RC: anythin you wanna share more or no
RC: like when shit's gonna go down or what
RC: cuz devilry aint sayin shit lately
JC: Firstly, they don't make sense either way
JC: One speakes riddles while the other speaks lies
JC: Second, I don't have much to explain at the present
JC: The irons are currently being warmed in their respective fires, and shall be worked as they reach glowing readiness ;) RC: okay but that's not what I was askin
RC: this game thing you got devilry doin RC: when's it gonna be ready? RC: cuz like shit is hella borin when you're stuck in exile RC: or are you forgettin that fact since you live up in some nice posh mansion place gettin fed grapes and whatevs else is to your fancy RC: while your 'progenitors' suck dick and lick the boots of the madman who up and makes it so that I'm forced to live as far away from my lovable fiery siren RC: also can you tell Loony to quit talkin to her? RC: she's taken
JC: Calm those perverbial tits
JC: The plan is progressing... well slower than schedualed, but within reason
JC: Mostly from the twins playing their games
JC: Sadly there isn't much I can do to convince them to increase their productivity.
JC: And Leave my cousin out of this. He isn't hurting anything. Don't be jealouse that he has more oppurtunity to converse with the ginger in question.
RC: I'm not jealous
RC: jealous is not a thing I am
RC: I just don't like the influence Loony has on her
JC: Really? He's harmless
RC: harmless?
RC: maybe
RC: whatevs you don't get it
RC: nobody seems to get it
RC: brb Spirit's sayin somethin
JC: Fine, I shall attempt to whip those two into shape as I wait eagerly for your return.

==>Answer Chum

freeSpirit began pestering riskyChaser

FS: jay.
FS: hey. jay.
FS: hellooooo. answer. jay.
FS: stop talkin to. her. jay.
FS: jay. stop. you.
FS: you are just. puttin yourself. risk.
FS: jay.
RC: what?!
RC: can't you see I'm busy here? Do you have to bother me right now?
FS: i. understand.
FS: but. jay. look. we have somethin. more important to. worry about.
FS: like. what she has. influenced dual. and devilry. to add.
RC: you mean champion? Merlin can't you let that antagonism go already?
RC: shit girl we know already! You hate her bitchin tits. Whatevs okay?
FS: this. has nothin. to do with my. personal feelins. and everythin. to do with her.
RC: duh you are pretty obvs with your shit storm of a hatemance
RC: hey is your mum in by any chance?
FS: no. and i would prefer. you to stop hittin. on her.
RC: no? Don't she know how dangerous it is out there?
FS: better than. you.
FS: just. jay. please.
FS: pester devilry. would you. he is online.
FS: i just. need to know. what she did. so i can stop it. like i am. meant to.
RC: sometimes I don't get how a hot babe like your mum went and had someone as whacked out as you
RC: you really take the cake girl
FS: do. i.
RC: yes
FS: XD
RC: hah there's the emotion! Alright, fine, I'll pester him for you. I don't see why you don't just do it yourself though.
RC: aren't you two related?
FS: hidin. what. else.
RC: oh right I almost forgot your mum must've been pretty famous once too. Back when the Rebs didn't suck so much ass?
FS: go. bugger. your own. fuckin. ass. jay. and contract. an std. dick.

freeSpirit ceased pestering riskyChaser

RC: girl your teeth suck. Put them back where they belong.
RC: but just because I'm a nice guy I'll go ahead and do what you asked.
RC: about pester devilry. Sorry but I'm just not up for buggerin myself.
RC: gotta save it for my hot milf and my flower

==> Enter A Command