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[nny]

Okay, non!spoiler post! In case anyone wants to talk to me who hasn't read the book yet. And y'know, I'd appreciate it because I'm feeling really dizzy at the moment, and talking things distract me from that, which is definitely good. XD

Yesterday I watched Wimbledon and PotC and PoA. It was fun. I still totally totally love the Thewpin. Baggy-ass trousers and brown cardigans are love, man. There should be more Aziraphale/Lupin.

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[villainny.livejournal.com]

Well... it's, like, my brother hates my mother. It's a teen thing, see. And we've always been brought up to speak with an accent that's rather different to those that surround us. I mean, Hampshire is a bit... cheap-rate Estuary London accent, while ours is more... well, posh, for want of a better word.

Because my brother hates my mum, he speaks exaggeratedly Hampshire, pretty much entirely to piss her off, with a small side of trying to distance himself.

That make sense?

[the-gentleman.livejournal.com]

Eh, right, I mean it's not like that's something most young boys'd do issit?

*shoots my brother's chav accent dead*

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Pre-frickin'-cisely. He doesn't even use words on the phone any more. Just grunts.

I just think there're better ways to disclaim your family than making yourself sound like a wanker. XD

[the-gentleman.livejournal.com]

Like... taking up gay porn and transvestitism! :D

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*grins*

Gay porn? Yes. Transvestitsm? Sadly, no. Although my mother has accused me of dressing like a lesbian, which is interesting, since I didn't know there was a dress code. I think life would be considerably easier if there were... fewer faux pas.

[the-gentleman.livejournal.com]

Well... those were more suggestions for your brother... ;)

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*grins*

My brother? Leeeeeedle bit of a homophobe. Will never tell him unless I have to for fear of being... well, killed.

[the-gentleman.livejournal.com]

Ah. A little nastier than my brother, then. Though the sentiment is probably there.

Does he also drive a Golf, have an ear-stud, and listen to really bad music really really loudly?

[villainny.livejournal.com]

No to the earring and the Golf (can't drive, thank god, although when he can I expect RIDICULOUSLY pimped out car with speakers and spoilers and ack ack gold hubcaps or something equally as wanky). Loud music? Oh, yes. Old school drum and bass with squeaky ladysinging.

The happy hardcore is kinda funny, though, if only for the salvia associations. And that time I stayed on the 'net for 28 hours and got a leeeedle cracked out.

[the-gentleman.livejournal.com]

My brother hasn't got as far as gold hubcaps. But he does have sub-woofers instead of a proper boot. Still, we've confirmed that we've not got the same brother, at least.

(Is it tipping it down in Hampshire now? I think the drought in Berkshire just ended... :S)

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Not a clue, sadly. I'm in Cardiff. I want to go home, but I need a job. And can't afford the train fare...

[the-gentleman.livejournal.com]

Ah. Fair enough. If it's any comfort, I'd prefer to be at uni!

[cyanei.livejournal.com]

Yes.

I was raised with a full-on prairie twang (in my defense, the Canadian prairies are a long way off from Texas), but I've managed to flatten it into a completely unremarkable West Coast accent, because the slower you speak, the slower people think you are. So I get that bit. But when I'm stressed, tired, or talking to my father, the accent slips and I start drawling.

So I think that Sirius, who is under a huge amount of stress in that shack, would fall back to what he was raised to sound like. Of course, that's hypothetical, and clearly he didn't, so it's all moot, really.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Well, y'know, it's Gary and not Sirius, is what it comes down to. I doubt he's read the books with quite as analytical an eye as the likes of us. ;)

[cyanei.livejournal.com]

None are ever so critical of a thing than those who love it most. *nods*