(taken from later entries about them)
*Byron and Keats showing the Bronte sisters the campus*
C. Bronte: Oh, my sister ever dear to my heart can you not tell that it is you whom I regard as the better of us three? Indeed you are the queen of my heart!
A. Bronte: How can you say that C? Of us three certainly you are the most generous of us and truely the apple of papa's eye. Therefore you deserve to be the queen of our hearts!
B. Bronte: Surely that is so! Why C you are the most proficient writer of us three therefore you are an angel of the pen as well as queen of our hearts!
*Byron to Keats, nugde-nugde* See, told you, lesbians.
*Keats finds a shoe box under Byron's desk*
Keats: What are these, Byron?
*Byron makes a grab for them*
Byron: Nothing! Give them here!
Keats reads aloud: I am sorry to say sister dear, that I have been much deceived in Mr. Gordon's affections. When I encountered him again on the green this past week-day he was quite distant and wholly unlike the warm affectionate gentaleman I met at the Hall social. One can only hope that if he returns to his former egearness I shall not be decieved again as to his regard... Fondly, your sister, Jane Austen"
You slept with our teacher!?!
Byron: *cough* no. er, our teacher's neice.
Things On my Board
Keats: Shelly, can I stay in your room? Byron's in our room with ropes.
Shelly: But arn't you two roommates I really don't see why- *connects two fingers*- oh! Sure!come in!
Shelly: Keats why can't you study for exams in your room?
Keats: Byron is studing in there.
Keats: Byron likes to study neaked.
Shelly: Oh, there is that
Byron: Hey, Shelley, I'm going to Switzerland over summer break. Want to come?
Shelley: Well, I don't know. I was planning on spending the summer with Mary.
Byron: Oh, come on. Switzerland's got mountains, Percy-my-man. Big, glorious, sublime mountains, all full of the glory of nature. With rugged, rocky slopes and deep, picturesque ravines. Perfect for hiking through in Birkenstocks.
Shelley: Stop tempting me.
Byron: Oh, yeah, and Mary's already agreed to go. She wanted to come along to keep an eye on her sister.
Shelley: Why didn't you tell me that in the first place?!
Shelley: Wait, I thought you and Mary's sister had broken up.
Byron: In the sense of being monogamous with each other, yes. In the sense of not sleeping with each other...
Shelley: You do remember that she's in high school.
Byron: She graduates next week.
Shelley: *rolls eyes in disgust* Switzerland sounds fun. Is Keats coming along, too?
Byron: Naw. He wants to spend the summer with his family or something. Weirdo.
The weather here in Switzerland is great! It hasn't stopped raining in three days so all four of us are stuck in a tiny cabin. You know what that means... camel races! Lots of Doungens and Dragons. Oh, and also a simi-orgy deal. I never realized how hot it is to watch two girls fight. Dude! I thought Shelly was gonna explode when Mary told him that "this tramp degrades women everywhere and also makes you, men, look like all you care about is sex, which is degradng to you too." He got all red and I had to explain to Mary that it was really that her sister was using her sexuality as a weapon against the opposite sex to get men who only care about sex to see women as more than objects. Like people with thoughts and feelings. She was really impressed and forgave her sister. I was waiting for hair pulling and clothes ripping... although that night I heard Mary and Shelly goin' at it. You cannot beleive how wipped she has him. Well, gotta go Mary's sister is the doungen master and she wants to teach me how to do a doungen crawl, if you know what I mean.
George Byron Gordan
Shelly: Keats has been over at my room all because you’ve been “laying about debauchedly”.
Byron: It’s just because I like to be comfortable, don’t yo like to be comfortable, Shelly?
Shelly: Well, yes- are those two neaked women on your bed Byron? How’d you do that I can’t even get Mary neaked!
Byron: We’re all comfortable here, Shelly, I’m comfortable, they’re comfortable, why can’t Keats be comfortable?
Shelly: Why are you touching me like that? Can you stop that?
Byron: C’mon Shelly, get comfortable, I bet you don’t say that to Mary.
Shelly: She won’t like it if you don’t stop!
Byron: Yeah, what is her problem anyway?
Shelly: You slept with her sister!
Byron: Keats! I have wine and it’s lonely, do you know what it’s lonely for, keats?
Keats: Other bottles of wine?
Byron: If it were only that simple! No Keats, this wine is lonely for human interaction! Do you know what that means Keats?
Keats: Uh, that we should drink it?
Byron: Well, if you want to be unoriginal.
Keats: What are you going to do with it?
Byron: Pour it onto the bodies of virgin girls.
Keats: There are no virgins on campus, you made sure of that.
Byron: But there are new freashmen.
Byron: Keats! I have special magic liquid for people like you... you know men!
Keats: No thanks, Byron. Why don’t you go try that one on Shelly?
Byron: Mary is with him *pouts*
Keats: Ah, and she wouldn’t like it. And you’re scared of her.
Byron: Only a little bit. Yeah, what is her problem anyway?
Keats: I dunno ever since you slept with her sister...
Austen is actaully about 10 years older than Byron,
Who is a few years older than Shelly,
Who is a few years older than Keats.
"Hell is a city much like London" Shelly Current Mood: cheerful