Long long ago, I'd promised to share the PMs I'd issued and had replied to as the Dark Lord.
I sent them via PM to someone, but forgot to post them here.
So ... here you are.
Two eyelids flickered open. A slight hiss of air drawn into the vertical slits that marred an otherwise serpentine beauty.
A single word spoken.
"Morsmordre!"
Across the land, the Black Mark would flare to ugly evil life. These are those whom might be among the marked elite. The slaves who would beg at the master's table for the scraps of power which the loyal and the capable would be rewarded with.
Some of them were new to the society. Others had been a part of it from the beginning. This made them no more trustworthy - indeed their long time in service without working toward my return makes them as suspicious as the new kine. All would be observed. All would be tested.
He waited for them to apparate before him...
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"You have answered my call ... so few of us, when once there were so many. So few have remained true, so few have remained pure and focused through the long years.
But we are closer than ever, my faithful hounds. I am, perhaps disappointed that none of your guises have risen in my rightful house of Slytherin. Yet we shall make this work to our advantage.
Knowledge is power. Knowledge will be our power. We must move with control and precision. Let passion die in your hearts - the time for exultant slaughter of the unworthy shall come soon enough. Let passion die down to an ember and use that burning as a focus toward our inevitable goal.
All of you must keep your ears open and your eyes ready. Especially my pets in Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Thirst for news. Listen to your fellow students whose forms you have taken. Learn. Insinuate. Strangle the weeds in our garden, the muggle born.
I sense the questions in you, in each of you. Speak this once freely, yet not impertinently. None among you is so important that you cannot be ... replaced."
The Dark Lord watched them all, waiting...
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(by Gnome Barbarian - Wormtail)
Grovels towards the dark lord. Finally at the dark lords feet eh never looks up while he speaks.
Dark Lord... we are honored to serve you and do your bidding. Anything you ask of me will be done. I have infultrated the blood traitors house. They believe me to be one of their twin sons.
He lets out a little snicker.
I don't believe that any of the blood traitors will discover my disguise. With the other twin help I can surely sneak around hogwarts and weed out those hidden from us. Whom do you wish me to watch over the first night?
He continues to grovel at his masters feet.
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(Travelling Angel - Bellatrix)
"Frankly, My Lord, it I have no immediate ideas. However, I do suggest we do away with unknowns unless Wormtail finds someone special.
"However, we already have a strong presence in Ravenclaw. I suggest we work our recruitment efforts to take control of that house, so that we can use its mental faculty for our own purpose, rather then suffer when some mudblood unearths one of us."
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(Helgraf - last two lines are Bookboy's (Crouch Jr.) reply)
The Dark Lord nodded slightly. It could not be said that he smiled, but his tone seemed to carry a note of approval as he replied. "Yesss Bellatrix. You sense a layer of my plan in this. We should recruit ... and we should kill. Until they are with us or dead. Then shall their scrutiny be put at our own disposal. He looked at Wormtail, eyes in the snake-smooth face regarding him with an odd seeming of hunger.
"It is my will that we should look also into Hufflepuff. Their power to shield one from the mob may prove useful to us, though we only have a single pair of eyes within. Therefore MacNair, I must insist you curb - for now - your appetite for destruction and instead employ your tongue carefully. Mister Hopkins should encourage his fellows discreetly in ways that will aid us."
My Lord, may I suggest that we ignore Slytherin? They are the most likely to arouse rumors.
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((Captain van der Decken - MacNair))
"As you wish, my lord.
However, what of Snape, m'lord? Can he be trusted? He could easily choose the wrong side. He knows I am his contact but, I suspect, does not know weither I am a Death Eater or a Teacher."
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((Wormtail))
My lord, I do not believe Snape can be trusted. He is to much of a liability. I believe we should kill him the first night. Get rid of him so we do not need to worry about him giving up Walden to the other side. Which he may have already. But first I suggest we ask him for the name of his Hogwarts contact so I may keep and eye on them to see if he was telling the truth.
Through the entire conversation he does nto look up.
Give him the ultimadum. For if I know one thing about you my lord, you will not allow someone to play both sides like the foolish dumbledore. Either he is with you or dead.
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((Vonriel - Lucius Malfoy))
Lucius makes the slightest bowing of his head, acknowledging his respect towards Voldemort.
I agree with the plans to recruit Ravenclaw's household into our fold. The fools already accept four of us as their own, so it should be easy to gather enough of the rest to our cause, my lord.
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"It is assured ... Bartholemew Crouch Junior... that House Slytherin shall feel the weight of our shadow cast upon it. If our enemies wish to waste their energy in this matter, it is of no concern to us. As for the matter of the so-called renegade Severusssss."
The Dark Lord's eyes narrowed slightly. "One treachery shall be met with another. MacNair, you shall be the instrument of my will. Learn what you can from Severus. If he will give up the name without further inducement then we shall make note of it. If he proves treacherous, he will die, as all whom have betrayed me." Voldemort's gaze passed over each of them in turn, seeming to penetrate deep within. "Remember that."
We should also consider whom we want to nominate for Ravenclaw's scry. We need to be careful not to reveal ourselves by all voting together _yet_ - unless, of course, the house is inclined toward someone we already wish scried.
Bellatrix. Suggest to the Ravenclaw students that we begin discussion of whom to scry tonight via the house journal. We shall see if the vote is close enough to warrent intervention, but currently, any scry outside is a useful scry.
"Lucius Malfoy." Silence hung in the air for the space of several slow heartbeats. "Tell me your thoughts on whom is worthy of joining our ranks."
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((Barty Crouch Jr.))
If we wish to get Potter, Cho Chang Would be a good start. He is known to have feelings for both her and the Weasley girl.
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((after my first "lynching"))
The Death Eaters had gathered after the rumours that the Dark Lord had been exposed - possibly even captured - at Hogwarts.
Wormtail was agitated. Could the plan have fallen so easily? The Dark Lord had seemed so certain.
Lucius and Bellatrix's faces were impassive, but ambition never slept. Each was already plotting their next moves for power and control.
MacNair, on the other hand, was barely controlled - the animal need for blood and killing was making him pace and mutter violently under his breath all sorts of foulness upon the mudbloods and the mundanes.
Crouch. Crouch sat in a corner, nearly catatonic. His gaze was glassy, and his chest hardly moved.
There was a quiet sort of rustling sound ... Nagini slithered into the chamber, lidless eyes locking onto Wormtail, sinuous body swaying back and forth.
Crouch's arm raised slowly, a battered old wand held in it. In a voice barely his own, he hissed. "Morsmordre!"
Instantly, the Dark Mark flared to terrible life on each of their arms. Before they could react, there was a sound ... and the Dark Lord stood before them once more, clutching something small and dark that seemed to beat in the grip of his hand.
"Ambition ... is useless without preparation," he incanted without preamble. "Preparation without ambition goes nowhere."
His grip tightened, causing a faint wet tearing sound. Dark blood oozed over his fingers and dribbled downward to splatter drop by drop upon the floor.
"Even the blood of a fool has value," he hissed, then threw the mangled remains of the heart he'd held on the floor at Wormtail's feet. "to one who knows how to use it."
"Lucius, that cow Umbridge will do her best to stifle your efforts until we can kill her or make her one of us. But you must make the effort anyway ... she may yet slip up."
"Wormtail ... you have brought us a valuable treasure in your spying. McGonagall dies tonight. Find us more."
"The battle is only beginning, my servants, and I am as powerful as ever."
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((Night 4 - after Malfoy's lynching))
Ahh, Lucius Malfoy. Of all my treacherous underlings, few had quite so much ambition as you. A pity you gambled and lost.
EmeraldRose is almost certainly a teacher. She dies tonight.
Through dark and secret pacts, I have called another Death Eater to fill the shoes of Lucius. The great beast Fang (Atreyu the Masked Llama) now works for us. I will begin including him in our circles soon.
With Fang's aid, we have four votes in Ravenclaw again - and the field is narrowed to 10 members. One more elimination without any of us dying and we will control its vote.
Wormtail ... unless you have another candidate you feel is more worthy, I suggest we scry either Alec, CurlyKitGirl, Draken, Jontom Xire, Malpak Azhurer or North. (EG, a ravenclaw whose identity we dont know yet). We're very close to house control, and I'd like to clear one more subject for either murder or use of imperio. Probably murder. Best to save my remaining, limited uses for more subtle effects.
MacNair, Wormtail keep us abreast of what your houses are up to (in as much as you can, of course). We need our ears in the other houses.
Ravenclaw DEs (I'll send this to Atreyu as well), we may be able to push the vote. Each night we creep a little closer to control - all it would take right now is for one of the other five voters not to follow the party line, as long as all five of us vote as one, and we get our choice of scry. We still don't want to narrow down the list any further, so once again, I recommend we go afield and all vote on Kyrian of Hufflepuff.
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(( conversations between Fang (Atreyu) and Voldemort - a bit of OOC & IC mix ))
Originally Posted by Atreyu the Masked LLama
[email protected]: so......Insert neat user name here is a teacher :)
(11:07:35 PM) Cameron/Shadow *naf: heh
Voldemort paused briefly. "Fang ... Insert neat username here isn't enrolled at this this school. ((Isn't playing this game))."
(Yeah. I know. It seemed kinda funny, though.)
*Fang's ears droop at the comment. It sounded that master was not amused. The dogs quickly ran off to find something else to please He Who Should not be Named, but Should be Served. They return with a note from Cedric that is addressed to himself, Ink, Tormsskull, Vuurmeester, and ZombieRockStar.*
Quote:
Originally Posted by Shadow
You have all been scried by either Ravenclaw or the Teachers as Students.
I thought I'd put you all in contact so that you could begin to work together.
I will not tell you the names of the Teachers at this point.
I will tell you that we are currently talking about possibly giving those names up to you all and bringing you into the fold if/when the time has passed so that Vonriel(Malfoy) cannot be raised by the Timeturner.
It's not certan, it's just a possibility.
If you have any questions for the Teachers, feel free to contact me.
*Fang held the letter out to Voldemort, his faces smiling evilly.*
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Voldemort smiled. It was a twisted horrible thing on that snake-smooth, slightly egg-like face. He pulled out a fresh muggle arm he'd been originally planning to use for a bit of improvisational spellcraft, and tossed it to the great beast.
"I am ... pleased. I agree ... killing them would be ... poorly thought out at this time. On the other hand ... recruiting another one of them could prove most ... desireable. Having another of their trusted at our side would make the finding of us all that much more difficult."
"Worm, add Adrian Pucey (ZombieRockStar) to the list of the known; another student."
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((Night 7))
The Dark Lord waited as his servants Appariated in, one by one. The great three-headed beast Fang came through the door, three heads bickering with one another ... the outer two had the good sense to fall silent in the Dark Lord's presence. The middle head followed after, but not before making one last attempt to nip the ear of the left.
The Dark Lord smiled a sickly smile, revealing almost needle-like teeth.
"In Chaos we have found the Order. By persistance and desire, we have unearthed our enemy. Through loyalty and treachery we are gaining the upper hand. Wormtail, Fang, and our newest ... associate ... have proven their worth to me. Each has brought more names to the list ... so that we can more readily seperate the cowards from the students ... cull them out like the chaff in the wheat, and then reap the harvest to our benefit."
"The boy Potter will lose everything that matters to him before I take his life. His teachers, his friends, yes, even his beloved school. Another teacher dies tonight."
He considered them each and all in turn. "Wormtail, your efforts shall not go unrewarded. But there are still, I suspect, a few in hiding. We must ferret them out. Your judgement has been keen of late. Pray it remains so."
"Fang ... MacMillian. Let us know if that wretch Slughorn recommends someone for the Ravenclaw House Scry. We may need to ... interfere, depending on those results."
"Bellatrix - for now, keep a low profile. They continue to search for us, and you, sadly, are likely the next one they will find. You have blended very well so far, as befits your nature. I approve."
"With Barty Crouch Jr's ... careless lack of attention to the important details, our efforts to compromise Ravenclaw house scry have been hampered. If he still lived, he would have earned Crucio for his ineptitude," the Dark Lord hissed venomously.
"Do not forget to vote for your respective houses. We wouldn't want anyone to be ... suspicious, after all. As that fool Madeye often raved ... 'Constant Vigilance' "
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((Unfortunately, after this point I hit my net problems - so no really good IC stuff remained until the endgame which was posted in thread))