May. 23rd, 2006

[identity profile] superboy-prime.livejournal.com
Summary: Clark goes to Terry's room and the two have a talk about responsibility. Clark gets angry at several points but eventually realizes that Terry is right and he needs to make some changes. The log's more or less completed, a couple of more posts should do it.

I have to wonder, Clark. You feel real? )
[identity profile] researcher42.livejournal.com
You're listening to WART Hogwarts Radio.  We'll be saying a big hello to all intelligent life forms everywhere.  And to everyone else out there, the secret is to bang the rocks together, guys!

I'm your DJ Ford Prefect - researcher, explorer, space bum, and Ravenclaw prefect.  Let's start the show with a little song direct from me to you.  It's a hoopy tune with a fantastic title: "Don't Panic" by Coldplay.  "Don't panic" is one of the top three pieces of advice you can give anyone.  The other two are "always know where your towel is" and "never drink alone" (you should always have a second drink to keep the first one company).

Broadcasting around the galaxy, around the clock. )


That's it for the requests!  One last song, a personal favorite of mine, The Beatles' "Paperback Writer."  I've had a great time being your DJ and here's hoping that a few people made it through the entire show and are still listening.  Ryuuji and Oz are co-hosting the next edition of Wart.  Send your requests to them here.  You might just hear your song on the radio.  In fact, you definitely will.  We're pretty good about that here at WART, playing everything requested.  Even muzak.

The floo lines are open, so why not chat with me for a bit about Life, the Universe, and Everything?
[identity profile] notasmackhead.livejournal.com
((OOC: Someone! Anyone! Find the letter with the Ravenclaw password and SPREAD THE WORD. PARTY IN RAVENCLAW! XD))

Charlie - not wearing bells or latex, unfortunately - made his way down to Slytherin to pick up Lilly. He had Anges's letter still in his hand, and was muttering the Ravenclaw password under his breath, trying to memorize it. It wouldn't do to look as if he didn't know these things. Halfway down a set of moving stairs he glanced about and dropped the letter. It was only a piece of parchment, after all; nobody would notice it.

He made his way down the Slytherin corridor, spotted Lilly, and grinned. This was going to be fun.
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Slytherins,

We need another prefect, since we've only got one. If you want to nominate yourself, put your name on the list and we'll go through the ridiculous mud-wrestling farce. Applicants should be mature, generally available, comfortable in a leadership role, have a bare minimum of personal dramas, and responsible.

In the meantime, if anyone needs to talk or whatever with an authority figure, I'll be in my office.

-Professor Crowley
Slytherin Head of House
[identity profile] dib-worm.livejournal.com
So, some of us were in the IRC chatroom, and somehow we got on this topic...

LOST: the Interactive Text Adventure )
[identity profile] tomorrow-knight.livejournal.com
((Summary: Potion-Genderswitched!Terry has a conversation with SBP-Pummeled!Tim. In the infirmary. Backdated by about 2 weeks. Back when Terry was a girl. Posted late because we both thought the other was going to post it. ))

I believe that family is worth more than money or gold )
[identity profile] perpetual-smile.livejournal.com
((Getting set up took incredibly less time than I had ever thought it would! So, I'm baa~ack! Gin's trip was obviously a brief one.))
Gin returns... with a pet. )
[identity profile] mi-him-en-tow.livejournal.com
((This is backdated to before Tak sends his buzzards to Wolfram and the Hat. At this point, he has not moved from his place on the Sorting room floor.))

Tak is tired. Tired in body, tired in mind. Tired in spirit. He hasn't moved in several days, and it's getting to him. Sorting and being Sorted have distracted him for far too long.

Gathering what strength he hasn't sqandered on meaningless conversation, he calls them. Mi him, can de lach, mi him, min en tow. Tak!

A stag prowling the Forbidden Forest catches his eye immediately. He has never seen this creature before, but it looks like it will last at least a few hours. He beckons, and it comes.

Soon, Tak is moving again. Really moving. He can't remember ever enjoying a body so much. Moments after leaving the Hall, he locates the grounds and proceeds to run madly towards the lake.
[identity profile] whataguy.livejournal.com
(This is the first, original Ace Rimmer they met in Dimension Jump.)

Smoke me a kipper, I'll be back for breakfast )
[identity profile] estebanmd.livejournal.com
Dear Ryuuji,

Once again I find myself in need of a second, though this time rather more in earnest. Will you do me the honor?

I hope all is well with you. I received some rather vague correspondence from Mr McGinnis.

And yes, I told Sarah about River.

- S.

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