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>>798



UNEDITED, ORIGINAL VERSION. CHAPTER I.




Chapter 1.

AN: Special fangz (get it, coz Im goffik) 2 my gf (ew not in that way) raven, bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da story and spelling. U rok! Justin ur da luv of my deprzzing life u rok 2! MCR ROX!

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Hi my name is Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he’s a major fuarrrking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a witch, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I’m in the seventh year (I’m seventeen). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
“Hey Ebony!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Draco Malfoy!
“What’s up Draco?” I asked.
“Nothing.” he said shyly.
But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.
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AN: IS it good? PLZ tell me fangz!

>>799
EDITED VERSION. CHAPTER I. PART I.

Special thanks (Get it? It is because I’m mentally deprived), to my girlfriend (yuck; not in that way) Raven. Many thanks to bloodytearz666 for helping me with the story and spelling, sadly you are useless. I mean, “you are a distinguished individual.” Justin, you are the love of my hopeless, pathetic, and meaningless life, you, too, are amazing. Sadly, I have a horrible taste in music.

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“Salutations; my name is Ebony Darkness Dementia Raven Way, and I hate my parents for naming me this. I have long ebony hair (which is the reason behind my name) and it is streaked with purple and has red tips that reach down to my mid-back (which isn’t hard, as I am a midget.) I also have icy-blue eyes that remind one of limpid tears; many people tell me that I look like Amy Lee (if you do not know the name of this person, please leave in a manner filled with haste.) I am not related to Gerard Way, but I do desire such a relation, for he is most excellent in body and mind. I am a vampire, however, my teeth are straight and white (but I am not racist, I swear!) My skin is pale white. I am a witch, and I am currently attending the Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft, which is located in the United Kingdom (they dropped their dress requirements just to let me in); I am in the seventh year, and I am seventeen years of age. I am quite gothic in manner and dress (you should have realized this by now, idiot) and I adore the non-color of black. For example, earlier today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it, a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets, and black combat boots (I curse myself for my atrocious sense of fashion.) On my face I had black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner, and a red eye shadow, because this rather improved how I looked, rather than diminishing it. I traversed the ground outside of my beloved school; sleet was falling, and the sun was blotted out. It made me quite happy, as I forgot my sunglasses in my room. A lot of younger students were staring at me. I communicated my disapproval through an obscene hand gesture in their direction.


I have to split it into two posts, because it is too long for one post.

>>800
EDITED VERSION. CHAPTER I. PART II.

“Hey Ebony!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was Draco Malfoy, the boy of my nightmares (I’m gothic, remember?)
“Ayy, what’s up Draco?” I asked.
“Nothing.” He said shyly, as he twirled his blonde hair with his finger. However, just at this moment, my friends called me, and I had to depart, but as I went, I glanced over my shoulder at Draco. He was staring at me, longingly. One hand was in his pants. It was shaking oddly, and I supposed that another student must have thrown a roach down his pants.
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AN: Does it flow well? Please tell me, my illiterate brethren!

>>801
you should keep this in a pastebin, and just post that

>>814
I would, but then I worry that people wouldn't notice it or read it.

>>798
Stay tuned, Lainchan! I shall recommence the rewrite soon, but I think I shall now take >>814 suggestion and start using pastebin or a pastebin alternative.

>>1487
I actually like this quite a bit, but I think that going line-by-line might be a better idea. It makes both texts easier to look at the same time, saving time on looking back for comparison.

>>1487
Looking forward to it.

>>1487
RIP

>>1491
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>>1729
SOYKAF! I totally forgot about this... Well, I can't promise you a new chapter every day, but I will start doing it again.

>>1730
we are still waiting.