onlyholey: (sees what you did there)
[Hello City! You didn't think you would get through this curse without seeing these two trouble makers, did you? Fred and George Weasley are lounging in the town square, looking far too pleased with themselves.]

Alright, City? Now it has been explained to us that there is a bit of a tradition in this place about snogging under the mistletoe. Isn't that right, Fred?

[Fred just smiles something devious and playful and not even a little bit innocent.]

Indeed. And we've never been ones to deny the people such a grand opportunity.

So we would like to make a public announcement that we will be making ourselves available for anyone who wishes to participate.

Don't be shy, ladies. Who ever said a curse can't also be a blessing?

[They both give a wink - every kind of inviting - and the feed shuts off.]




[ooc: Come on ladies (and certain gentlemen...). We all know you've fantasized about snogging twins, right. This may be your chance. Also known as the Weasley Twins are trolls and will be taking full advantage of this curse. HAVE AT THEM.]
onlyholey: (tea)
[The Weasley Twins are currently holed up in the kitchen at the cabin. It's still pitch black outside, but the kitchen is warm and cosy with the glow of magical light. There is also another light source - small explosions keep going off in air, like very flamey miniature fireworks. But rather than going out or dispersing, the flames warp and twist in the air. One of them even starts spelling out the word 'bugger'. Both Twins are laughing as they lean against the counter. After a while George brings a mug to his face and peers into it. The flames suddenly start dying out.]

Bollocks. That kettle better be ready soon, I'm almost out.

[He turns around and glares at the stove. The fire under the front element suddenly starts burning bright, shaking the kettle above it as it does.]

Keep going at it like that, you'll be spending the rest of the day in the loo.

[The explosions stop and he frowns a little.]

Or is it night? Can't bloody well tell what with the Sun doing a bunk. Strange curse, this one.

[ The sun doing a bunk was good enough reason for Ron to sleep most of his time away, but he had to wake up at some point. Walking down the stairs with a yawn, he pauses briefly to cast his older brothers a look in his groggy state.]

What are you lot up to?

Ah, brilliant.

[A wicked grin spreads across Fred's face and he sets his cup down to start after his younger brother with his arms outstretched.]


Be a doll and give us a kiss, won't you?

[ The groggy look soon became that of... terror? There wasn't quite a word for it as Ron steps back haphazardly.]

Like hell I will.

Come on. Help a bloke out, baby bro.

[Still advancing (tiger after its prey?) and then he breaks into a run, laughing as he chases Ron back up the stairs.]

Just one kiss, 's all I need!

Sod off, you twat!

[During this exchange, George is leaned up against the counter nursing a fresh cup of tea and laughing his face off as Fred and Ron dash off screen. He puts his cup down and the feed ends.]

[ooc: Blacker Than Dark Curse! Fred has explosions and George has pyrokenesis. It's a beautiful match. :-D As a side note, Fred's obeisance is not actually kissing people, he's just a troll. He actually has to draw a portrait of everyone he speaks to, so be expecting some MS Paint adventures, Fred Weasley style. George, Fred, and Ron.]
onlyholey: (curious)
[A slightly close and wobbly video on George Weasley inside his bedroom. Looking a little... different than usual.]

I'm not sure if I entirely pull this off. What do you lot think?
onlyholey: (adorable)
[The video starts off shaky, with what looks like a view of the ceiling. There is a little more rustling, and a few faint snuffling noises. The camera bumps over a few times, as if the device is being nudged to the side. Something large and orange suddenly fills the camera.]

Oi! Fred! I think I got it turned on!

[The device nudges around once again, and suddenly the viewer is treated to an extremely close-up view of a very orange turtle. A second identical turtle clambers slowly into view.]

Not bad work for a reptilian. We may be able to make some fun of this yet.

[Can turtles grin? Because it almost seems like turtle!Fred is grinning as he slowly turns to the device.]

Do you think we can still Apparate like this? It’d be a lot faster than trying to walk around.

[George!turtle shuffles over to where a pair of trousers have been tossed on the floor, and nudges around in the pockets until he emerges with a wand grasped in his mouth. He takes a slow and deliberate step forward and vanishes, only to re-appear on top of a nearby desk.]

Brilliant!

That'll work just fine, I should think. Let's go rifle through Gin's sock drawer, or nick someone's breakfast.

Alright. But then we need to go find a lamp or somewhat. I’m starting to feel distinctly cold-blooded.

[ooc: Fred and George have been hit up with the Safari Day curse and will be adorable Apparating turtles until the end of the day! Taking this as a personal challenge, they will be trying to cause as much havoc as possible. Then possibly taking a nap under a heat lamp. Open for action if you feel like stumbling across a pair of orange turtles at any point throughout the day.]