Astral plane, activate! (HH anniversary plot, RP open to all)

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

The Sorting Hat had been dabbling in way too many fringe philosophies. (Neo-Rosicrucianism? Really, Sorting Hat?) It seemed that puppet!Ron Weasley's name for it, Sorting Hat the Wise, had gone to the Hat's lack-of-visible-head.

On the morning of Dec. 13 (or was it the 14th?) the Hat's esoteric interests affected the school for the second time.

The first instance had been more than a year past, when the Hat took a cue from Rev. Sun Myung Moon and united most of the Hogwarts students in mass marriages. That had been a lengthy and concerted effort by the Hat and its house-elf minions, opposed vigorously by the wicked (or noble??) Kojiro. Kojiro's kidnapping of the Hat's bride had been something of a turning point for the headstrong headgear.

This new instance ... even Kojiro might be powerless to counter. And the Hat's agency would be difficult, if not impossible, to discern.

In a mighty magical working, the Hat projected many of the students ... to the astral plane, in their astral forms.

Astral Hogwarts resembled the real material Hogwarts (well, the Sorting Hat's version of material Hogwarts) very closely indeed. There were some dissimilarities: did Hogwarts, on the material plane, really sparkle so much? Were there so many rainbows in the sky, without a hint of rain to prompt their presence? Were there really pastel-colored unicorns frolicking on the grounds? Unicorns with hair made of cotton candy?

Could the students fly without brooms in material Hogwarts?

Other than that, it would be instantly recognizable as Hogwarts. The astral students would find nothing jarringly unfamiliar, being astral themselves. No disorientation, as there had been with the mass weddings; only a pleasant surprise, if they did happen to remember the absence of pastel unicorns and self-propelled flight.

Finally the Hat would have achieved paradise! Too bad not all the students could be brought into this happy realm. The Hat hadn't quite figured out how to bring everyone en masse. But many of them could be.

Including Kojiro, perhaps ...


(( OOC note: People are welcome to RP astral shenanigans here, or to start their own new posts for interactions of a closed variety. Please, if you embark on NSFW action, make a new post so that it can be lj-cut with appropriate warnings. ))

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[noseymaddie.livejournal.com]

"Then, the question becomes, your place or mine?" she asked. She leaned forward, propping her chin on her hand as her elbow came to rest on the table. "That is, of course, if you're worth the effort." She tilted her head slightly, a clear invitation.

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Raito sits up, although not pushing Mikami off of him, because it would be better to eat while upright. "Where are the cookies?"

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Kira laughs at how adorable silly Ryuk is. It's not like the shinigami can die from being squished by apples, and if Ryuk somehow does die, then that is even more hilarious. Death by the thing he loves most.

[maid-brienne.livejournal.com]

"Oh, James," tittered Brienne. "You're such a flatterer. But you know I'm already going steady with another fellow, so you really shouldn't say such things." But there was a complete lack of any real cenxure in her tone when she said this.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

And now he's sitting on Kira's lap. The delight is unparalleled.

"Right here!" He takes the cookies out of his apron. They're wrapped in plastic, for freshness, and have a little bow tied round them, and they are miraculously unsquished.

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

When he father strips Light yelps, but all he can do is stare when the outfit is revealed. Stare and think about what advantages he could gain from killing his father right now. But what has been seen cannot be unseen, or at least that's what they say on the internet. He doesn't notice when he drops his death note and pen onto the ground.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Kurama whimpered. All the brightness and pretty colors and everything... how dare anything in this world be happy? He sniffled and curled up in one of the more darker and morose corners of the hall, wishing he had a pair of scissors with which he could cut himself with. Because pain, alas, was the only way out of this desperate and terrible world. If anyone around him had ever seen Neon Genesis Evangelion, he is starting to bear a strange resemblance to Shinji Ikari.

[angelicbadboy.livejournal.com]

Brice was well aware that he was a sexy, sexy beast. Today he decided to go strut his stuff at Hogwarts, which deserved his sexiness as a special treat for being a fun place. He had conveniently forgotten about his living girlfriend and almost sort of fiancée and was mooching (sexily) through the hallways of this new and much improved Hogwarts. He'd watched the unicorns for all of two seconds before deciding that they were uninteresting. He wanted to find something fun to do. Someone to be evil to. Or sexy. One of the two. That was all he was about, really.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

Yukimura more fell than sat beside the kid sulking in the corner. "You look like you could use a drink," he said, handing over a bottle of cheap vodka. After his prior encounter where he didn't get to play doctor, he was still damp from whiskey and looking rather disheveled.

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

Did someone say SEX?

Because Astral Plane Ho-Bag Laura is always up for sex. And danger, and adventure, sure. But mostly sex.

"Well, hello stranger," she purred, walking up to the mystery man. "What can I do for you today?"

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

Roaming around Hogwarts on the Astral Plane felt different from the Black Lodge to Laura.

It felt...hot. It felt like she felt on cocaine, only better! No jitters, and no crashy aftereffects.

It made her feel like...getting into trouble. Preferably sexy trouble.

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

Laura was interested in the unicorns. Their horns reminded her of something. She wished she could put her finger on it. Really, really wished that in fact.

"Hi there," she said as she brushed past Brice in the hallway.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Kurama snatched the bottle and drained most of it in a single swig, handing it back without a word. Then, he let out a heart-wrenching wail, and began to sob into his hands.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"Awww," Yukimura said, though whether in response to most of his alcohol being gone of the sudden outburst is debatable. "Here," he said, reaching an arm over his companion's shoulders. "Tell me all about it. I'll make you feel better."

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

"C-c-cant you tell?" he wailed. Of course, his problem with the universe at large should be obvious. "Hiei isn't here! My life is meaningless!"

[angelicbadboy.livejournal.com]

He heard the new voice and turned, giving her a once-over of approval. Ah. A blonde. How lovely. Brice smirked.

"Well hello," he purred flirtily. "And how are you?"

What happens on the astral plane stays on the astral plane. And he may or may not remember this tomorrow.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"Well...obviously...he's no good for you if he's not here for you," Yukimura says with all the logic of someone trying to get into someone else's pants.

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

"Ohh, I'm real good," she said suggestively. "Even when I'm bad. Yourself?"

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"You need a drink," Yukimura declared, leaning against a wall mostly because he really can't stand upright. He has a bottle of cheap strawberry wine in one hand and a bottle of mouth wash in the other. "What's your poison?" he asked, holding them both up.

[methleigh.livejournal.com]

Severus looks, through his tear-dried slightly sticky eyes. Blue and pink. "I think the pink, please." He thinks sadly of the unicorns, prancing so carefree out the window. They would have taken the pink.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

With a shrug, Yukimura hands over the bottle. "What's got you down?" he asks, pushing away from the wall and wavering on his feet.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Kurama sniffed miserably. "What can I do? I'm obviously completely useless without his dick up my ass him here!"

[angelicbadboy.livejournal.com]

"At my best when I'm bad, sweetheart." If he'd been smoking, he would have blown out some smoke in a suitably bad-boyish way right now.

This had tons of promise. He wondered what she was like in bed, and pondered how long it had been since he'd had a blonde. Probably, oh, at least twenty minutes. He didn't remember one, but surely, there must have been. The thought of Brice spending any amount of time alone in bed was preposterous.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

Yukimura ran his fingers through Kurama's hair. "You...just gotta find someone who appreciates you. I mean, you're gorgeous, you know. It can't be that hard, can it?"

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

He sighed in a way that can be considered extremely dramatic, but this is serious business. "Oh, but don't you know? The crime of beauty is that love is always out of reach."