HOL Ravenclaw

This April, the Blue Virtue award is presented to a student who, in the words of one nominator, is "quite active around the Roost, especially in the RP section where he's apt to make you giggle with his crazy antics. He's also earned 769 points up to date, and has shown himself to be both friendly and funny." Cheers to:

Finn Cullen!!!

Congratulations Finn!!!

You really deserve it, I should know eh?
Although.. it does ruin your reputation as a horrible person quite effectively, but not to worry; we already knew you were good

Hahahaha, this cracks me up.

He'll probably be delighted, I'm sure.

Dare I say...

SPEECH! SPEECH! SPEECH!

Oh YES!! We need a speah Finn!

If it was allowed I'd find that birhtday scene from Lord of the Rings on You Tube and post it, but now I'll be content to just create the mental image in peoples' minds.

*joins Faye*

To say that I am staggered does not even begin to cover my response to this.

Thank you all.

*giggles*

Yup... I agree... we need a nice speech from the award winner. Something Finn-like! Congrats Finn!

*mounts podium with assumed nervousness, a handful of rustling notes in his hands*

"Good day to you all.

Fellow pupils, ladies and gentlemen, It's with a sense of great pride and no little bafflement that I stand before you today. I can honestly say that no one was more surprised than I to hear of this award being made. In fact I was slightly more surprised than my friend Evan was during that particular Care of Magical Creatures lesson when the diagrams were passed round and he realised that he probably *was* a gnome all along.

But I'd like to take the opportunity to thank you. Yes, to thank you. It hasn't always been easy since I was sorted into Ravenclaw. I know we've occasionally had our differences. Yes, I sometimes grew a little short tempered on the subject of muffins (dreadful things, especially the ones our House Elf makes, which I assume include as ingredients any remains of trespassers from the grounds of Cullen Hall) and kittens. You must admit though, the preponderance of kittens in the Roost has been fairly oppressive of late. Particularly after that nasty epidemic of feline dysentery that turned the Common Room into the world's best decorated litter tray for a while. Um.. by decorated I mean the wallpaper and stuff, not the.. you know.. afterwards stuff. Any suggestion that the epidemic was actually the result of zuurbulb poisoning is completely scandalous, and anyway where would I get so many zuurbulbs?

But it's heartening to know that my contributions haven't gone unnoticed. I may spend most of my time lurking in the roleplaying forums, but I do enjoy it there and no one has seen fit to chase me out with angry pitchfork wielding mobs recently, so that's a bonus over my last residence. Do feel free to pop in from time to time to say hello, and as long as you're not too morose about your kitten Fluffynadgers we'll get on fine.

In closing I just want to say two things

Firstly, no I am no relation to Edward 'Glittery Leech' Cullen, and I'd never heard of him or his foul ilk till I joined HOL, and if he ever turned up at Cullen Hall it would result in a one way trip to the industrial strength "Sunbed and Stake" parlour that father has had installed, and

Secondly, for all your zuurbulb needs you can't do better than visit Grostuff and Plantem's magical herbarium. They have branches everywhere, and no one needs leaf disappointed.

Thank you."

*hides pitchfork*

Wow, Congratulations Finn. I loved your speech. I'm pleased to say my kittens have never escaped from the Gryffindor common room so they have had no opportunity to bug you.

Ardeliah, I thank you for your kitten related hygiene, you are an example to us all..

*notices LEAH*

You there! Tiny girl at the back! What's that you're trying to hide? Is that candy? I hope you've brought enough for everyone.

Oh it's a pitchfork.

And you have.

Oh.

*flees*

*applauds madly*

A very touching speach Milord, perhaps you should like to take a stroll to calm your nerves after this. I am sure it has been nerve-racking.

Niniel, no time to talk, I'm seeing
Pitchfork wielding mobs marauding
Love to chat, but now I'm fleeing
(Thanks again for the Awarding...)

*curtseys*

As you wish. Maybe another time then.

(If the pitch fork doesn't get you)

But Finn you said that I was
a tiny little girl hiding sweets
A mob I'm not and that's because
I'm happy to share the seats

*wink*

*throws a congratulating Pitchfork at Finn*

>_>

<_<

IT WAS FAYE!!!