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missed my alarm clock ringing, woke up, telephone screaming! boss man singing his same old song! Rolled in late about an hour, no cup of coffee, no shower! walk of shame with two different shoes on, now it's poor me, why me, oh me, boring! the same old worn out blah blah story! there's no good explanation for it at all; ain't no rhyme or reason! no complicated meaning, ain't no need to over think it! let go laughing, life don't go quite like you planned it, we try so hard to understand it! the irrefutable, indisputable fact is pshh, it happens!
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| eight. |
[07 16 11] |
[CONCEALED; Against anyone who'd turn him in]
I have to say, I miss the days when being on the LES wasn't about scaring people and putting them in their place. There used to be a system of honor and justice in this office, and now it's just a bunch of bullying. You can't expect me to arrest someone or send them to a camp or even to Azkaban for a minor misdemeanor that wasn't even considered that two years ago. I'm starting to get sick of this bullshit, but you had better believe I'm not about to quit or make a complaint. I don't want to end up there myself.
I respect the Ministry that once was, not this new "Regime".
Sometimes I feel like telling some of these young patrols that they're not making anything of themselves by picking on the innocent. Actually, I really feel like treating them the same way they treat the citizens. The damn vigilante in me that nearly got me fired several times under Podmore's reign in this place is coming back out, and I'm afraid it's going to get me in big shit. I can't believe I'm still working here. This was never what I wanted to do. Cedric would be disappointed.
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| two thousand and six; |
[06 27 11] |
TWO YEARS LATER...
London, England with Sadie Capper
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| seven. |
[01 03 11] |
[CONCEALED; Against Death Eaters & Supporters]
I've never been so exhausted in my life. The day that Ministry work becomes more mind consuming, distracting, and life threatening than being a public relations manager for the Magpies is the day the Earth stood still. Apparently that day has come.
If you find me unconscious on the street, splinched and snoring... well, you'll know what happened.
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| six. |
[12 02 10] |
[CONCEALED; Sadie & Close Friends]
Please don't wander out alone right now. I don't care if it's a Muggle area, just make sure you're constantly with someone. In fact, I would prefer it if you didn't wander out at all.
Holy shit.
I could likely get sacked for this, but the Prophet's going to tell you a bunch of crap about it anyway, so I might as well give you the truth.
The Minister was attacked in Diagon Alley today. Megan was with him, but Amycus got both of them pretty good before it ended and from what I've heard she was just barely able to get them to St. Mungo's before it was too late. Mr. Podmore told us that the Minister lost a lot of blood and suffered from several injuries and Megan's been poisoned. We got there in time to find Amycus chained up and practically on a platter for us, but even the fact that we've got one of them now isn't enough to make me feel any sort of celebratory.
My point is that they aren't holding back anymore. I know that it's likely because he was the Minister and all that, but if that fat little fuck can cause that much damage to the Minister and his highly trained bodyguard, I don't want to think what could happen to you lot.
Don't do anything stupid and just avoid the public as much as you can.
Sadie, make coffee at home.
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| five. |
[09 28 10] |
[CONCEALED; AGAINST DEATH EATERS]
Le sigh.
Guess my last PR days will be spent working with this mess and then onto the Ministry. The refresher so far has been nice and I've picked up on anything new they've been throwing at agents recently quite easily, so things are going smoothly.
Either way, viva la Quidditch! Don't worry, boys and girls! Sebastien Stebbins is here to save you from the bad guys and restore your favorite sport to you all!
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| four. |
[09 11 10] |
[CONCEALED; Sadie & Montrose Players]
UGH. You know those situations where you know what you should do, and you know you'll most likely do it, but it still sucks and you don't want to all at the same time?
I'm in one.
So it feels like I've been doing this job my entire life. I know all of you, quite frankly I love working with all of you, and I've been working with the Magpies for longer than most of you have been playing for them, so you could say that I have a little Magpie pride. I love what I do, and it's hard to imagine myself anywhere else right now.
Most of you know that I worked for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement during the last war, and I'm semi kicking myself in the head now for leaving an impression with them. I've just been asked personally by the Head of Department/Law Enforcement Squad and the Minister of Magic to rejoin the squad. This war is coming, and I know that, and I know that it's more important than Quidditch, but it's still hard leaving you lot.
Point is I'll be assisting with this new seasons press for the rest of the month and starting my work with the Ministry at the same time. In October I'll be resigning from the position as your Public Relations manager, and well... after that you're all screwed! No, I'm sure they'll find someone great, but I just wanted to let you all know personally and just say that I'll miss working with the magnificent Magpies.
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| three. |
[08 30 10] |
[CONCEALED; Against Death Eaters]
It's quiet... too quiet!
In an attempt to semi cheer everyone up, we're going to play a game! If you respond to this with your full name then I will ask you a "would you rather" question. (Ex. Would you rather always have to say everything on your mind or never speak again?) After giving me your answer and your reason for said answer, you can either ask me one or ask for another one!
And why yes, I am a little high on free time today, thanks for asking!
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| two. |
[08 10 10] |
Alright, who put the Jell-O mix in the toilets at the pitch? The bathroom smells fruity now and I'll have you know, there's nothing fruity about the Magpies! Well, other than Flint, but we let him slide most of the time.
Since no one has caused any natural disasters or started World War III in the past 24 hours, though, I've had some time to sit around and do nothing, and after the Jell-O? Yeah, well, whoever it was inspired me. I've been sitting on a bench with a newspaper watching people try to pick up the galleon that I secured to the ground with my wand over an hour ago.
Priceless.
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| one. |
[07 23 10] |
Who's the best PR in the world? That's right! Sebastien Stebbins is the best PR in the world! The galaxy, even! The next time you want to flip everyone the V, Flint, make sure there isn't royalty attending the party, that's all I'm saying.
When life hands you lemons, use them to make lemonade and then use the profit from the lemonade to buy assault rifles and see if life makes the same mistake! ... You may as well have been wearing an invisibility cloak, mate, that's how good I am.
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| character profile;; |
[07 20 09] |
Life don't go quite like you planned it
We try so hard to understand it
Irrefutable, indisputable
The fact is, psssh it happens( ..! )
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