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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[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

"I saw what you did." Scowling, Yuuri placed his hands on his hips. "There was a unicorn and you shot it. They're probably endangered and everything. Or if they weren't before, they will be now!"

[fields-4ever.livejournal.com]

"Oh," she said. "That unicorn. It looked at me funny." Which was the truth. Fields wasn't putting up with anything anymore, even accidental stink-eye.

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

Yuuri had begun to seethe. His hair was waving despite the absence of wind on the calm green grounds.

"You are perpetuating injustice against an endangered species!"

Was he growing a mullet?!

[fields-4ever.livejournal.com]

Okay, Fields could tack crimes against hair to her list of things that needed to die. It would come in third or fourth somewhere, behind environmentalists, oil barons, and people who wore toupees. Or were people who wore toupees a crime against hair, too? No, she decided, the toupees deserved their own category, based on the role one played in her death.

Whatever. Mullets deserved to die.

"You are perpetuating injustice against good taste!" she cried. "That's so much more important than the unicorns. You're an environmentalist, aren't you?"