Could you imagine being Voldemort’s brother if you weren’t at all interested in his genocide, and have to spend all of your time proving to everyone else that you don’t support what he’s doing?
Even worse, imagine being his identical twin. So you not only have to prove that you’re not like him, but also that you’re literally not him.
I’m just picturing this kind of lame, not super interesting guy. His name is something pedestrian, similar to Tom. Something like Bob. Bob Riddle. He was probably a Hufflepuff. He’s got some low-level job, like as a Welcome Wizard at St. Mungo’s. His love life is non-existent, because the only people who want to date someone who looks exactly like Voldemort are the kind of people who marry convicted serial killers.
But Bob’s unexciting life is constantly made exciting by people throwing stuff at him, cursing at him, literally cursing him, and/or arresting him on a daily basis.
The Daily Prophet constantly speculates about whether or not he actually does support Voldemort, and the Quibbler says he doesn’t exist at all, that Bob is actually just Voldemort trying to earn minimum wage so as to sponsor his genocide. Media headlines dub him “Lord Voldeborb.” So Bob has a series of memoirs published to prove how dissimilar he is to his brother.
And eventually having all these books written about him convinces him that he can write. So he writes an autobiography about how boring his life is.
Could you imagine being Voldemort’s brother if you weren’t at all interested in his genocide, and have to spend all of your time proving to everyone else that you don’t support what he’s doing?
Even worse, imagine being his identical twin. So you not only have to prove that you’re not like him, but also that you’re literally not him.
I’m just picturing this kind of lame, not super interesting guy. His name is something pedestrian, similar to Tom. Something like Bob. Bob Riddle. He was probably a Hufflepuff. He’s got some low-level job, like as a Welcome Wizard at St. Mungo’s. His love life is non-existent, because the only people who want to date someone who looks exactly like Voldemort are the kind of people who marry convicted serial killers.
But Bob’s unexciting life is constantly made exciting by people throwing stuff at him, cursing at him, literally cursing him, and/or arresting him on a daily basis.
The Daily Prophet constantly speculates about whether or not he actually does support Voldemort, and the Quibbler says he doesn’t exist at all, that Bob is actually just Voldemort trying to earn minimum wage so as to sponsor his genocide. Media headlines dub him “Lord Voldeborb.” So Bob has a series of memoirs published to prove how dissimilar he is to his brother.
And eventually having all these books written about him convinces him that he can write. So he writes an autobiography about how boring his life is.
Another long term patient went home recently, Clownie the cloth doll. I don’t have many dolls up here, so I thought I’d share her story with you. I’ll be putting Orangie the Raggedy Ann up at some point in the future, but right now, while clean, she still needs new arms and legs!
So… Clownie. Clownie was sixteen when she arrived at the hospital, and as you can see, she had had a LOT of adventures:
She was scheduled for a spa, hand recovering, a new nose, shoe repair, and all new clothes (including a replacement hat). The clothes took a while, because we had to mail order just the right dots.
Here she is in the spa:
Believe it or not, her hat was originally yellow!
Here is Clownie as she started surgery. She’s clean, and these were fabric options for her new hand recovering:
Don’t worry, I know her face and eye are off a bit here!
Her person was concerned about her hands, so I took a lot of photos as they were done. Here you can see one original, cleaned:
And how it was recovered:
Clownie got a heart with a little of her original stuffing put in:
And her new clothes were cut out of all new fabric using her old clothes as a pattern:
She got a new jumper, new removable collar, and new hat. And her face got fixed up. Here she was, ready to go home:
Pretty happy, don’t you think? And she made it home safe and sound! Her person in Ohio wrote:
Clownie looks super awesome! Good as new!
Clownie has finally arrived! I was so happy to see her again earlier today. Thank you so much for all your hard work on her. She looks amazing!
