Feb. 14th, 2006

[identity profile] spiritoferos.livejournal.com
ExpandHavoc unleashed. )

Your character isn't on the list? No problem. Drop a comment here, stating whom you'd like to be shot for falling in love with (you can't make someone else's char fall for yours, though you can ask the mun to come comment here if that's what you want), and you'll be matched up.

Everyone else, welcome. Eros has been his usual trouble-making self and unleashed a storm of arrows on the school. If there's an arrow between the pair, that means it's a one-way crush, with the the person that the arrow points at being the object of the other person's affection. If the mark is an 'x', it's mutual. The arrows' effects only last twenty-four hours, so feel free to either start up posts now for the RPs, or tag your partners over IMs, using the contact info to track them down. If the pairings don't work for you (you can't do slash/het/femmeslash), again, just drop a comment and I'll change it around.

Have fun!
[identity profile] damien-thorn.livejournal.com
*In the center of the Gryffindor common room is a magnificent flower arrangement made of pink roses and lilies. Nestled in one of the roses, looking almost like drops of water, is a pair of diamond earrings. Under the vase is a card.*

My dearest Rose,

I have only been here a short while, but I have become entranced by your beauty. Your lips are as soft and pink as morning's first light, and your eyes sparkle like the sun's final rays at dusk. My world was devoid of life until you came in, filling the air with music and the land with color. Please accept my token of love and my humble invitation to dinner tonight.

Je t'aime,

Damien Thorn

Petition!

Feb. 14th, 2006 01:13 am
[identity profile] basilisk-lord1.livejournal.com
As all of you know, my dear sweet Lana Lang is stuck in the abysmal House known as Sparkleypoo that had been reserved for Mary Sue type creatures!

I ask you all, is this any place that a woman of such delicate beauty belongs?

Look at her! Just look!



Does that darling beauty deserve to be Mary Sued? No, she does not!

I beg you all to sign below in the comments, giving her your support to take her out of that dreadful House and put her where she rightfully belongs!

In Slytherin with me!

ExpandPrivate to Lana )
[identity profile] luciferincarnat.livejournal.com
The Robot Devil bursts into the main hall while the students and teachers are eating, "I would like to announce that I will be instructing Apparations this year, and that you may all sign up for my class at any time... just come see me after eating and sign up." The Robot Devil laughs, then leans up against the door, whistling innocently "Oh, you can go back to eating now, I wont bother you again..." 'Unless you show up for class that is.'
[identity profile] dice-addict.livejournal.com
Getting into the Gryffindor dorms was easy enough. The hard part was figuring out how to get into the girl's dorms - it was after midnight, after all, so Ryuuji didn't think it would be right to wake his beloved Anne up simply he could tell her that he had realized what should have been obvious all along: she was the only girl for him.

Thinking raptuously of her creamy skin, flame-like hair and idealism, he penned a quick note to her then sent it off with an owl, hoping that she would still be awake to read it, and understand the sincerity behind his words.

The note read as follows:

Dearest Cordelia,

You whose beauty lights up the day, I beg you look with favor upon my suit. I realize that we are but new acquaintances, and yet I freely confess that I find myself wholly in love with you, unable to think of how life was possible before I knew you. Please, gracious maiden, do not be so cruel as to reject this ardent suitor, and instead descend with your lily-white feet the stairs that will lead you to he that loves you.

~Eternally yours,
Ryuuji.


Admittedly, he normally wouldn't send off such a flowery missive, but in her case, he had the feeling she'd respond well to overblown romance and melodrama. Just to get the point across perfectly, he transfigured a napkin into a dark red ribbon and wrapped it around the note, transfiguring his usual headband into a white rose and sliding it through the loops of the ribbon before the note was sent off.
[identity profile] wannabe-red.livejournal.com
ExpandLove at first sight? )
[identity profile] justice--friend.livejournal.com
I, Kaibaman, am a certified priest in the Church of the Gods. I am capable of legal and state accepted marriages valid in all worlds, times, and dimensions.

So come on up, and get married!

(Vital thrust of the hips.) It's SHOW TIME.
[identity profile] basilisk-lord1.livejournal.com
*sing-songy voice* Oh, I've got a prezzie for my lo-ove,
That I think she will enjoy!
Could it be a hat, some flowers, a chocolates or a dove?
Or could it be the head of an idiotic farmboy?

*puts a big pink bow upon a large pink box and all but skips to Lana's room*

I've got a present for my honey! *knocks on Lana's door*
[identity profile] estebanmd.livejournal.com
An owl is dispatched. Tied to the message it clutches is a sizable burlap bundle which, when unfolded, spills forth an abundance of coca leaves.

The message reads:

I need these no longer. The mere thought of you playing Quidditch astride a broom is the most sovereign remedy I know.

It is unsigned, but the back of the paper is decorated with a half-finished sketch of a dinosaur skeleton, interrupted by a careless blotch and slash. The artist appears to have suddenly given up the sketching in favor of ... trying out variants of a name, in rather ornate if minuscule script:

Dr Maturin-Macnair
Dr Macnair-Maturin
Dr Stephen Macnair-Maturin-Macnair
[identity profile] lp-drumline7.livejournal.com
Darling Door

How is it we've never talked? Never met? Let's meet! Share ideas!! Have wild shmecks under
I have a burning passion I haven't felt in YEARS. No wonder those dates with guys are sucked so much.

Any time! Any place! I am yours!



*sketched at the bottom of the page*



~Devonny

Please write back soon! I don't know if my heart can stand the moments without you with me.
[identity profile] m4rk-cohen.livejournal.com
((Haha, and you thought you were safe...))



"PSST. BRIDGE."

Mark stood at the bottom of Gryffindor Tower (WITHOUT HIS CAMERA!), angrily throwing rocks up at the window and wondering what the hell he was doing. "I LIVE here! Why-" He shook his head and ran up the stairs, bursting into the Gryffindor common room. "Whereishewhereishewhereis-BRIDGE, DARLING!" He threw himself at the man, hugging him fiercely around the neck. "Oh, I've missed you so much!"
[identity profile] redheadshizuka.livejournal.com
Dear To Ultimecia,

Uhm, hi. First of all, I hope I'm not bothering you by sending you this letter, because I'd never want to cause anyone any trouble, especially not you. And I know you like Icchan, so if you just want to throw this in the trash, I'll completely understand. Still, there's something I have to get off my chest.

I've never lo liked anyone as much as you. I know we don't know each other at all very well, but if you ever want to get to know me better if Icchan rejects you if you ever decide you might be even a little bit bisexual I think you're a really great person and I just wanted to let you know. You're really sexy beautiful and I want to do look up to you a lot. You're like a Penthouse pet big sister to me.

Love From,
Shizuka ♥
[identity profile] late-born-myth.livejournal.com
*Psyche returns to the room she shares with Eros, intent on changing her dress, which was snagged in a few places by the roses she's been strewing all over the castle. Her skin, of course, is proof against scratches from everything but divine weapons, but the thing about wearing real fabrics (instead of simply calling into existence gorgeous unearthly silks) is that they do get damaged sometimes. She is smiling to herself about the roses, and the entry she stopped to make in the fanfic, and (of course) about Eros, when she notices a scrap of paper left out on their bed. He must have meant her to find it: it's too conspicious. While, at the same time, being completely safe to leave out in plain sight, as no intruders, even if they could read the Minoan linear alphabet, would be able to make out Eros's handwriting. Even Psyche has to puzzle over the shapes of a few letters. It seems to be a list of...couples.*

Oh, my.
[identity profile] bestkogalever.livejournal.com
Fordichi! <3 <3 <3

Ford, you wonderful hunk of a GL, you! Please, please please come out with me tonight! I know all of the awesome hot-spots in the area, and we can have a helluvah time out! :D Come on, bring your towel! (Heck, we can go try to find someplace to swim, and you can show me that hot bod of yours. ^_-) It'll be my treat, BTW. (It'll be worth paying for once, to get out with ya'.)

Or we can go to a bar. You like bars, don't you? (Just so long as I don't drink... Hey! You can join a drinking contest! And I bow to your out-drinking mad skillz!) Come on... Send me back an owl, when you get it!

***RAN-PYON***

((Attached to the owl, there's a magic-based mix-record with... Well, it's a lot of hyper-happy Japanese pop music. Make of it as you will.))
[identity profile] tea-and-spinoza.livejournal.com
Owl, warded to him alone: ExpandTo Dr. Charles Emerson Winchester, III )
[identity profile] cpt-pierce.livejournal.com
In attempt to be a pain in the ass/funny/whatever it is he generally tries to be, Hawkeye will be sending Valentine's Day poetry to several of the people he's better acquainted with.

ExpandOwl to Snape )

ExpandOwl to Charles )

ExpandOwl to Greyback )
[identity profile] pdbw.livejournal.com
((OOC: Anyone who has not been zapped by Eros is welcome to join Lord Peter for a drink in the Ravenclaw common room. Lovestruck folks can join in too, to annoy the singletons.))

Despite not having yet been officially sorted, Lord Peter Wimsey found himself settling in comfortably in Ravenclaw House. The place and the people in it seemed largely to his taste, and he felt generally content.

But not having Bunter around was something of an inconvenience -- and truly, he did miss Harriet. Especially given the nature of the day. He had sent her a letter liberally sprinkled with French and with poetry, and he was confident that he would receive an equally entertaining missive in return, but it simply was not the same.

And so, as many a gentleman has done since the beginning of time, Lord Peter had chosen to alleviate his loneliness with a fine glass of sherry. He was vaguely aware of a multitude of billets-doux, flowers, and other tokens changing hands, although he was not yet sufficiently familiar with the individuals involved as to recognise the strangeness at work. He leaned back in the comfortable overstuffed chair near the common room's fireplace, sipped his wine, and pondered his surroundings.

Edit:
He noted a faint cordite scent in the air, which probably had something to do with the noise he'd overheard earlier -- and with the initials now marked out in bullet-holes in the wall. He had missed the event itself, being engaged with locating the appropriate bottle of sherry. Strange, but no less strange than some of the other events and people of the last few days; and in any case, hadn't the great Holmes himself been known to pockmark his study wall in fits of boredom?

He did not particularly notice the gunslinger lurking in the corner.
[identity profile] reallymydear.livejournal.com
My love

My dear Karolina,

There are no words to describe how much I lo


Karolina,

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darlin


I have seen you around the school, and my heart skips a beat everyt I think you seem more beautiful than words can tell like a very nice young lady. I too am quite new, and I was wondering if you might like to be cherised forever to have a drink with me?

from your love,

yours,

Aziraphale
[identity profile] lp-drumline7.livejournal.com
Devi stood excitedly at the school doors, ignoring the brisk air as she twirled around in her long, tight black coat. It swept the bottoms of her favorite, buckled platform boots as she came to a stop, inhaling deeply to get a smell of the air as she glanced down to check herself over. She'd gone with a semi-mini plaid skirt and fishnets, not to mention a corsetted top in attempts to show that she had somewhat of a figure. She hoped she didn't seem too forward as she paced, nervously chewing her nails and checking the door every split second for sign of her Lady Door.
[identity profile] mightiest-black.livejournal.com
Ancalagon had taken to the skies early, before even the sun was up. Billows of dark, thick smoke occasionally trailed after him as he cleared out his lungs and other related flame-producing parts, a procedure that helped keep said parts in optimal working condition. What promised to be a day like any other took a turn for the decidedly bizarre after he felt a curious stab, and Expandfound an arrow sticking out of his tail. )
[identity profile] conriocht.livejournal.com
Lupin, noticing that he seems to be immune from the general madness which has overtaken the school today, has decided to use his not inconsiderable intellect to aid his fellow students. He's posted the following flyers around the school.


Lovelorn?
Pining?
Does your beloved scorn your affections?
Is your heart broken, bruised, or lacerated?
In search of advice, counseling, or a tweedy shoulder to cry on?

The Professor can help!

Wise words, sympathy, and soothing cups of tea are all available free of charge in the Ravenclaw Common Room! Come see the Professor and receive balm for the wounds of love.

[identity profile] lord-of-dragons.livejournal.com
ExpandOwl for Little Tom and the Hat )
[identity profile] afraid-wizard.livejournal.com
((OOC: if anyone wants to come and talk to Rincewind or frighten him, they are welcome.))

Rincewind looks around the Hufflepuff common room. He doesn’t recognize many of the people there, and the one person he does know, he wished he didn’t. If an anthropomorphic personification can even be called a person. He wonders if he should ask anyone which of the classes are the least interesting. He wants to take those classes. He settles down in a chair, waiting for dinner.

He hope the luggage isn't rampaging in the forbidden forest.
[identity profile] don-voldie.livejournal.com
The squeaking of a little red wagon can be heard trailing up to Gryffindor tower. It clearly has a busted wheel but serves its purpose as it manages to take a good load of several various object, all relatively small in size but heavy enough to crush a man's skull if tossed off the tower.

It's a very good thing Voldemort didn't have such an idea in mind.

He managed to reach Dumbledore's office and rather than knock as politeness should allow, he barged right on in, needing to get to his much-hated enemy.

"Albus!" He called out to the man whom he had been fighting a constant, never-ending battle with. "I have decided to bring back all of your paperweights that I've stolen over the years!" The fact that the Dark Lord seemed so frighteningly cheerful about this should have set off a few alarm bells.

He wheeled in the Radio Flyer before shutting and locking the door.

Gotta spend some alone time with his honey.

((OOC: Yes, it starts off in prose, but dear god, can we use the asterik way of rping?))
[identity profile] pandacookies.livejournal.com
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Light Yagami and L

Light and I have decided to put our differences behind us and stop the mad rush to kill each other. We realized that the love was always there and so we've decided to get married. All are invited for this ceremony. In fact, we are going to need someone to help us with the magical handcuffs.

The ceremony will be later this evening. If anyone has also found the happiness we have, please feel free to join us this afternoon.
[identity profile] batsmarts.livejournal.com
ExpandBecause I am WEAK. Application for Tim Drake (Robin III) )
[identity profile] socialvoid.livejournal.com
...

Would you...

I wanted to tell you...

You are going to like me. You are go--

I'd like to see you in my off-- er...dorm room...

...I'll...be waiting here.

- Squall

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[identity profile] lil-tom-riddle.livejournal.com
*Lil Tom bravely storms the owlery, ducking past the darting owls that would try to take a bite out of the hat and dodging the occassional bird droppings if only to send out his packages*

ExpandOwl to Sadako )

ExpandOwl to Mokuba )

((OOC: For the record, lil Tom was never shot. This is all real!))
[identity profile] ginevram.livejournal.com
Dear Anyone Here Who is Still Sane:

This and this must be stopped, for the sake of our School and our very souls!

PLEASE SIGN MY PETITION TO EXPEL LANA LANG AND RID US OF THIS MENACE FOREVER!

If we don't do something, you will all be starving in stupid looking pink castle!

Oh, and please feel free to hex Tom, if you see him.
[identity profile] basilisk-lord1.livejournal.com
((OOC: Please, please, don't kill Tom for this! It's not his fault! Really!))

Combining the powers of transfiguration and a multiplier spell, Tom manages to transform the traditional Hogwarts uniforms to these for the girls and these for the boys.

He makes damned sure the House Elves in the laundry areas have plenty of spare dresses and pink tuxes to go around.

A Note

Feb. 14th, 2006 05:20 pm
[identity profile] silver-shines.livejournal.com
A note is left on Lucius' pillow, along with a single silver rose

Dearest Lucius,

Though it often seems we haven't had much time for one another recently, I want you to know that you are in my thoughts always.

With this rose I give you my heart.

Your loving wife,
Narcissa
[identity profile] spiritoferos.livejournal.com
The Great Hall was pink.

The outside of the castle was pink.

And now everyone was dressed in pink.

Right. Eros was beginning to feel spectacularly fed up, which is why he seated himself in midair on the castle's highest point, then examined the place thoughtfully.

What to take care of first?

The castle, of course.

It should be white, and on a mountain. That would be so much better.

AND LO! IT WAS WASN't!

Because grouchy tentacled gods could be rather annoying, Eros settled instead for creating a nice blindfold for himself. A red one, to block everything else out.

Ahhh. So much better.
[identity profile] fantastic-rose.livejournal.com
((Sorry for the OOC smack dab in the middle of all this fun chaos, but I basically went mad last night after getting a burning need to sate my curiosity. I've been in a bunch of fandoms for ten years now, most of that online, but I realized as I went through the character listings that even with experience, there were a bunch of characters whom I did not recognize. So, with Google, Wikipedia, and the wide world of the Internets at my disposal, I looked up every...single...character...here to try to figure out the source material. This was mostly only for myself, and possibly because I'm insomniac, but I realized after finishing that there had to be others here in the same boat as me. For example, I know next to nothing about anime, so almost all of the cute and big-eyed characters here meant nothing to me until I looked up the original shows and manga! (I now know a lot more about Yu-Gi-Oh! than I did before. Heh!) So for the sake of others who might not know where so-and-so is from, and interested in looking up more, I posted my results in my journal.

Please check the lists and feel free to correct me if I've picked the wrong source material, or I'm somehow incomplete! Some I just couldn't figure out, either, possibly because I wasn't searching properly.

Gryffindor Students

Hufflepuff Students

Ravenclaw Students

Slytherin Students

Other-Housed Students

I didn't do the Squibs, due to a mixture of exhaustion and fear of what I might find.

Thanks for any and all corrections/criticism! I now return you to your regularly-scheduled insanity.))

((ETA, Feb. 15th: Thanks for all the positive comments and helpful corrections regarding source material. I'm updating the lists to include a link to the journal for each character and clean up some weird spacing - I've only done Gryffindor so far, hopefully it looks good. I'll get to the other houses in time, and if people want, I'll keep updating these as new characters join. I'm oddly organized about fandom stuff versus, y'know, real life. *laughs*))
[identity profile] justice--friend.livejournal.com
For all your marriage wants and needs.

All I need is:
- Signatures
- Rings or Ring Proxies
- Vows
- Your Choice of Wine
- Incriminating/Compromising Photographs

I don't care about age, gender, nationality, sex, income, social status, or history, or even if the person you want to marry is completely unwilling and against the idea. If you want to get married, just ask. I will marry ANYONE. And I repeat ANYONE. My marriages are considered legal in all histories, times, places, or dimensions, except any and all incarnations of Las Vegas, because they hate me. I am a Level 12 Dragonmancer High Priest of the Church of the Gods, and a fully lisenced marriage consultant. I also do impressive pelvic thrusts.

And yes, Wine. And yes, Ancalagon, I will have dinner. But I must first marry all these happy people.

Confirmed Marriages:
- Kaibaman & Ancalagon
- L & Light Yagami

Shotgun Marriages:
- Draco > Nightwing
- Rita > Chii

Completed Marriages:
- (NONE)
[identity profile] impulsive1.livejournal.com
Also struck by the arrows, Impulse a.k.a. Bart Allen has spent the entire day searching for someone. Even though, that person looked old enough to around the age of his mentor of Max Mercury. But it's hard to look for someone who has their own private quarters with the common sense to stay in on the day the school goes insane. Or he might be living in a hat.

So what better way to lure someone out than with wanted posters. All around the school he has various cut-outs from Indiana Jones, James Bond and other movies with the text "Have you seen this man" written over them. A better thought out plan would have included some contact information, but plans are more of Robin's thing.

Maybe tomorrow, he'll snap out of it. And vaguely wonder what all those papers are doing on the floor.
[identity profile] reallymydear.livejournal.com
Aziraphale has now ventured outside to search the rose gardens in an attempt to find the perfect rose for his perfect love. Every so often, he stops to scan the skies for any owls that might be heading in his direction, and also to eye the pinkified castle suspiciously (he hasn't turned any castles pink recently. Could it be that Karolina will find Tom's performance more thrilling than his own?). He is still, under his breath, murmuring poetry:

"There once was a girl called Karolina
You'll know her if you've ever seen her-
Such beauty untold!
-and if I may make so bold,
A gift to the world I might deem her!"
[identity profile] unforetold.livejournal.com
Mr. Teatime,

I have some information for you that is of a sensitive nature. When and where would you like to meet to discuss it? Dr. Winchester and I have an engagement at 20:00 tomorrow evening, but I am otherwise unoccupied as Squall has rejected my offer, damn it all.

Regards,
Mr. Sark
[identity profile] catremistrae.livejournal.com
Dr. Grant didn't know its name, or even what the little fluffy rabbit-marshmallow thing was. All he wanted to know was if it would say anything other than "Puuuu" when he poured his heart out to it.




((We're all going to the Special Qanonreip Hell for this, aren't we?))
[identity profile] damien-thorn.livejournal.com
((Somehow, "I plan on seducing a beautiful girl as the antichrist," isn't what most people expect as an answer to the question, "What are you doing for Valentine's Day?"

Thank you, Hogwarts_Hocus.))
[identity profile] mr-nintendo.livejournal.com
Personally, he couldn't see what the fuss was about. The world had gone insane, but - yes, there, waiting for him in the Great Hall, was his pasta. Too tired to make his own (he'd been exploring for most of the day) the house elves had been a welcome suprise, and Peach had been right - he had needed to get away for a while. Everyone was running around a lot, paying no attention to a short, fat man as he happily tucked into his pasta.
[identity profile] reallymydear.livejournal.com
Aziraphale is standing awkwardly in the middle of the Hufflepuff common room, rocking nervously on his heels and mouthing what is probably a poem to himself as he scans the room for any sign of Karolina.
[identity profile] dr-john-watson.livejournal.com
Dr. Watson has spent the entire day wandering around the school in a daze, having caught a glimpse of Inara Serra only once. He doesn't know her name, or her house, and is sighing with longing every other breath.

((OOC: seriously, I have no idea who Inara Serra is. Please, enlighten me or distract Watson!))
[identity profile] don-voldie.livejournal.com
You are hereby invited to attend the wedding of Lord Voldemort and Albus Dumbledore

Throughout our lives, we come up against difficulties. It is always best to go through life's obstacles together.

Thus, we invite you to celebrate with us in this joyous union tonight.

Come immediately if convenient. If inconvenient, come all the same.
[identity profile] persofanservice.livejournal.com
She sat outside, after finally finding a suitable replacement for the bizarre pink clothes she was forced to wear (thankfully, Eros had fixed her dresses). Still, Freya was crossed after what had happened with Rita Skeeter. 'I can choose for myself who I shall...' Pause. Who was she kidding? Freya was so focused on Icchan, that it killed her. She couldn't find herself someone (even if she didn't want to find someone else)

'I don't want help though...' She though, as she felt a sudden pain. A different feeling than the longing she had for a long time. 'But what can I do? I mean... I don't want to be alone anymore.'

"Icchan's not the person just for me." She said, suddenly. He wasn't. There was a feeling in... In her heart? As if something was saying "there is someone else just for you". Freya got up, and started to walk, looking for... Well, she wasn't sure what.
[identity profile] pandacookies.livejournal.com
L comes to his senses in Ravenclaw Tower beside Light and grins. No way Light was going to get away from him to make any deals with Shinigami now. Unblinkingly he stares at Light who is chained to him waiting for him to wake up.
[identity profile] green-n-buttery.livejournal.com
Bridge managed to slip away from Mark, furtively pulling a bit of red and blue cardboard from his uniform pocket. He had been intending to pass out valentines just for fun, but apparently that opportunity was over (maybe! No one would expecting valentines the week AFTER Valentines Day, would they?) And he hadn't wanted to face the puppy-eyes Mark would have surely turned on him for showering affection on the rest of the school. But there was one that he HAD to make sure got to its proper recipient before the end of the evening.

So he laid a small card on Sky's bed. It read "I'm blue without you."
[identity profile] bestkogalever.livejournal.com
Ran, for all intensive purposes, was skipping down the hall. She had been able to find a relatively nice shiny black skirt and a handful of accessories, to go under the remains of the Hello Kitty dress (She had all but destroed the skirt, along with removing one of the sleeves), and Fordichi agreed to go out on a date with her.

Wow... Fordichi... She never felt like this about someone before, not even her old boyfriends! For Ford, she'd even drink a thermos of her "Killer-Death-Drink" (a beverage that, if her Potions text was correct, had the same potency as "Slug's Breath", whatever that was). She was almost to the place where they would meet! ... Wow, she didn't realize how pink the building was, until now.

"Sweet... Looks almost like Sparklypoo." She said, as she stared around the room.

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