Jun. 29th, 2006
OOC: Hiatus woo
Jun. 29th, 2006 01:30 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Sadly, I'm once again going on a brief hiatus. I'm not exactly sure how long I'll be -- certainly no more than a week, and I'll probably be checking up on things intermittently after this weekend, but I will definitely be completely 100% offline from Friday till Monday. I'm guessing I'll be back For Realz on next Thursday or Friday.
From now till Friday I'm finishing up any threads I'm already in, and am happy to plot, but won't be starting anything new.
As for my pups:
Dr. Cox isrunning away going back to the States to talk to the neurologists at Sacred Heart about JD and have angsty sex with Jordan. He'll be completely and totally out of contact and any owls/letters/contact will go unanswered unless they're about a change in JD's condition.
Draco is totally freaked out about the Glory stuff and Voldemort coming back and is hiding away in his room. He'll probably be in contact with Voldemort (if you don't mind backlogging that later, Voldie-mun) but no one else.
Utena is generally around but is keeping to herself for the moment since interacting with people seems to bring the bad.
DEATH is once again off on business, because he's a busy and popular guy.
Wow, 3/4 of my characters are all freaked out right now. Awesome.
Anyway, I'm crazy sad to be missing out on the secrets post, and I shall miss you all horribly. ♥ Stupid real life being in the way.
From now till Friday I'm finishing up any threads I'm already in, and am happy to plot, but won't be starting anything new.
As for my pups:
Dr. Cox is
Draco is totally freaked out about the Glory stuff and Voldemort coming back and is hiding away in his room. He'll probably be in contact with Voldemort (if you don't mind backlogging that later, Voldie-mun) but no one else.
Utena is generally around but is keeping to herself for the moment since interacting with people seems to bring the bad.
DEATH is once again off on business, because he's a busy and popular guy.
Wow, 3/4 of my characters are all freaked out right now. Awesome.
Anyway, I'm crazy sad to be missing out on the secrets post, and I shall miss you all horribly. ♥ Stupid real life being in the way.
Open: Ryuuji, Tim, Dick
Jun. 29th, 2006 02:03 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
It didn't rain nearly enough at Hogwarts. It needed to. Terry would have been more than happy, well maybe that was overstating it. Terry would have been satisfied if it'd rained to go with his mood. He'd been living in something of a fog since coming back his impromptu vacation on Caladan. He'd returned to find Ryuuji different, physcally and emotionally.
These days he almost wanted to laugh about it. He'd actually thought he'd been showing improvement in the boyfriend department; after all Ryuuji'd have understood about postponements and his general lack of polish with gift giving. But he'd broken something important all the same. He hadn't thought Bruce would ever be right about something like that. Frankly, he'd thought the old man was wallowing in sorrow and worn out regrets. Terry remembered Talia and how that had turned out.
But he'd wanted to protect Ryuuji from himself, from his anger and he'd broken something. And he could hear Bruce's voice in his mind, about how they were never the same after you broke them, after you did something that wasn't quite normal. And he'd thought he was so slagging well adjusted.
If he didn't require asking Ryuuji to follow through, Terry'd have pressed for the trip back to Gotham. He could do with having his mother fret over him, and having a Bruce he could talk to and argue with and work this out with. Hell, a Clark he could talk too wouldn't be remiss either.
Curled up on top of a tower, crouched against the sloping sides of a spire-d roof, Terry looked out at the grounds, thinking but not thinking, wishing there were criminals down below he could act against so he'd feel as if he was doing something more than pouring through textbooks of abstract, twisted latin every day.
Of course he could have responded to knocks on his door. He'd finally found Dick's letter. There was no one to avoid, or at least there hadn't been for a while. He could let Tim in to take care of him somehow. But that seemed wrong, like something Bruce would do. And he'd done too many Bruce-like things already.
The worse thing about this school was the lack of good, cleansing, violence. He'd give a lot to wedgie some idiot right now, right in the middle of kicking their crime committing asses.
These days he almost wanted to laugh about it. He'd actually thought he'd been showing improvement in the boyfriend department; after all Ryuuji'd have understood about postponements and his general lack of polish with gift giving. But he'd broken something important all the same. He hadn't thought Bruce would ever be right about something like that. Frankly, he'd thought the old man was wallowing in sorrow and worn out regrets. Terry remembered Talia and how that had turned out.
But he'd wanted to protect Ryuuji from himself, from his anger and he'd broken something. And he could hear Bruce's voice in his mind, about how they were never the same after you broke them, after you did something that wasn't quite normal. And he'd thought he was so slagging well adjusted.
If he didn't require asking Ryuuji to follow through, Terry'd have pressed for the trip back to Gotham. He could do with having his mother fret over him, and having a Bruce he could talk to and argue with and work this out with. Hell, a Clark he could talk too wouldn't be remiss either.
Curled up on top of a tower, crouched against the sloping sides of a spire-d roof, Terry looked out at the grounds, thinking but not thinking, wishing there were criminals down below he could act against so he'd feel as if he was doing something more than pouring through textbooks of abstract, twisted latin every day.
Of course he could have responded to knocks on his door. He'd finally found Dick's letter. There was no one to avoid, or at least there hadn't been for a while. He could let Tim in to take care of him somehow. But that seemed wrong, like something Bruce would do. And he'd done too many Bruce-like things already.
The worse thing about this school was the lack of good, cleansing, violence. He'd give a lot to wedgie some idiot right now, right in the middle of kicking their crime committing asses.
Pre-Party RP - Dress-Up Time!
Jun. 29th, 2006 02:09 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
He had promised. Gogo bounced on her heels; she had lots of things to sort out for the party, of course, but making Dib keep his promise was the part she had been looking forward to the most.
She rummaged through her wardrobe, grinning to herself. "Ready, Dib-chu?"
She rummaged through her wardrobe, grinning to herself. "Ready, Dib-chu?"
Not So Quiet In The Library
Jun. 29th, 2006 02:12 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
The library wasn't as quiet as it could have been. There was the undercurrent thumping of drums coming from within the librarian's office. And with it, male voices chanting in latin, and with that the cat wail sounds of some eye-liner wearing lead singer that Blair Sandburg, current librarian at Hogwarts, had never heard of, but which he was enjoying immensely. Wizarding music had become part of his fusion listening styles, bringing ancient beats face to face with modern music and bopping in his chair when he got the perfect mesh.
He was currently trying to catalogue and amazing amount of sounds for the library and wondering why no one had ever thought to do it before. Quill in his mouth, a special no-drip, no stain that he'd had to accquire after a first embarrassing incident with blue mouth, hair loose, robes open showing faded jeans and a button up, Blair enjoyed himself and his work and the occasional sip of good beer, because being staff in this place was just so damn cool.
There was a decanter of sherry nearby, just in case Crowley decided to stop in again, they'd had one quiet meet since their lunch. But there was also juice on that tray and sandwiches. Most of the students here were adults and none were starving the way college students back home tended to be, but Blair was prepared anyway out of habit. Someone could conceivably want help with something, or the chance to sneak a sandwich. The beats picked up on all three playing recordings and Blair closed his eyes with a smile.
He was currently trying to catalogue and amazing amount of sounds for the library and wondering why no one had ever thought to do it before. Quill in his mouth, a special no-drip, no stain that he'd had to accquire after a first embarrassing incident with blue mouth, hair loose, robes open showing faded jeans and a button up, Blair enjoyed himself and his work and the occasional sip of good beer, because being staff in this place was just so damn cool.
There was a decanter of sherry nearby, just in case Crowley decided to stop in again, they'd had one quiet meet since their lunch. But there was also juice on that tray and sandwiches. Most of the students here were adults and none were starving the way college students back home tended to be, but Blair was prepared anyway out of habit. Someone could conceivably want help with something, or the chance to sneak a sandwich. The beats picked up on all three playing recordings and Blair closed his eyes with a smile.
Gogo's Birthday Bonanza! (open to all!)
Jun. 29th, 2006 03:12 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Gogo surveyed the Hufflepuff common room with a smile. The walls were decorated with pictures of Hello Kitty, Miffy and other cute things. To one side of the room was a long table covered in drinks, candy, and cakes - including the one she'd shown on the invitation flyer. On the other side was a DJ booth, a yellow-coloured pinata in the shape of a woman (complete with a little katana!) and a house-elf tied securely to the wall for knife-throwing games.
After the kimono she'd worn for the lawn party, Gogo had decided to be a little more western for this celebration. She'd considered wearing something Primavera-esque, but eventually decided on a suitseeing as she was so fixated on getting the male STFUistas to crossdress.
( PAR-TAY! )
She hoped it would be lots of fun. With a giggle, she put a little cake-shaped patty of mashed up meat in one corner for the Devenesian devils. "I'm ready!" she announced to the empty room, and grinned.
After the kimono she'd worn for the lawn party, Gogo had decided to be a little more western for this celebration. She'd considered wearing something Primavera-esque, but eventually decided on a suit
She hoped it would be lots of fun. With a giggle, she put a little cake-shaped patty of mashed up meat in one corner for the Devenesian devils. "I'm ready!" she announced to the empty room, and grinned.
OOC: Well, I'm back. Sort of.
Jun. 29th, 2006 07:10 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Things have settled down somewhat in the RL department -- enough, at any rate, that I can bring Susan, Wimsey, and Fillerbunny back from hiatus (just in time for the Secrets board).
I'm still pretty busy, though, so I'll be keeping my general game involvement to a minimum -- i.e. the menagerie won't be jumping into open RPs and will only occasionally attend sortings; and in general I beg the patience of my fellow RPers, as my replies will frequently be slow. And my presence on the IRC channel will continue to be limited-to-nonexistent, at least for the next few months. Wimsey's debate club will happen if I can get my act together. I hope.
If you'd like to set something up or sort out any plot points, shoot me a note or leave a comment in Susan's screened contact post. Or leave a comment here.
*waves, flails, and for now, gets back to work*
I'm still pretty busy, though, so I'll be keeping my general game involvement to a minimum -- i.e. the menagerie won't be jumping into open RPs and will only occasionally attend sortings; and in general I beg the patience of my fellow RPers, as my replies will frequently be slow. And my presence on the IRC channel will continue to be limited-to-nonexistent, at least for the next few months. Wimsey's debate club will happen if I can get my act together. I hope.
If you'd like to set something up or sort out any plot points, shoot me a note or leave a comment in Susan's screened contact post. Or leave a comment here.
*waves, flails, and for now, gets back to work*
OOC Announcement
Jun. 29th, 2006 11:42 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Voldemort changes his appearance!
Starting from now, no more weird snake-man walking through the hallways of Hogwarts. You can only see his red eyes if you look closely.
I just wrote that up so I could have an excuse to post sexy Ralph Fiennes pictures everywhere. :D
Starting from now, no more weird snake-man walking through the hallways of Hogwarts. You can only see his red eyes if you look closely.
I just wrote that up so I could have an excuse to post sexy Ralph Fiennes pictures everywhere. :D
Transfiguration class!
Jun. 29th, 2006 12:08 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
(Remus - or rather, Professor Lupin - is dressed in the nice robes that Methos gave him for his birthday, which he hasn't had the occasion to wear until now. He sits at his classroom desk quietly reading a book as the students assemble, glancing up every so often to see how many students have arrived. Once everyone is seated, he stands up, walks around to the front of the classroom, and begins.)
Good morning, everyone. Welcome to Beginning Transfiguration. Some of you have attended Transfiguration classes previously, so I'll make the preamble short.
( Please put your wands away for the time being. Thank you. )
Good morning, everyone. Welcome to Beginning Transfiguration. Some of you have attended Transfiguration classes previously, so I'll make the preamble short.
OOC: Hiatus...
Jun. 29th, 2006 05:27 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Hey all! Sorry if I'm leaving anything dangling (hopefully nothing too important) but I need to take a hiatus from the game for a short period of time. This will put Fry and Dib (and Inara, though I haven't done jack with her) out of action.
Some RL stuff has come up and I need to be able to take the time to attend to it- illness in the family and other concerns, plus I kinda want to try and get some non h_h related projects moving.
Dib, having just learned some very vital information from Nny and Devi, should be considered to be off campus and secluded to engage in a series of body and mind-cleansing rituals to prepare for the making of Nny's defensive talisman, as mandated by the grimoire he's using.
If it's okay, I'll pick up Transfiguration class when I return. (Sorry, Squee!)
Narcissa, likewise Dib will contact you on Monday (RL monday) as previously agreed.
Yuki, feel free to god-mod receiving your wand at the party or shortly after if you like.
Zim, I'll send you an owl Monday for that meeting-in-Gryffindor challenge.
Fry has wandered off campus and gotten lost in Hogsmeade looking for Bender and a source of 'decent' beer, by which he means something cheap and American.
If there's anything urgent, hit me up here, or at dib-worm's screened contact post.
See you again soon! *luvs*
Some RL stuff has come up and I need to be able to take the time to attend to it- illness in the family and other concerns, plus I kinda want to try and get some non h_h related projects moving.
Dib, having just learned some very vital information from Nny and Devi, should be considered to be off campus and secluded to engage in a series of body and mind-cleansing rituals to prepare for the making of Nny's defensive talisman, as mandated by the grimoire he's using.
If it's okay, I'll pick up Transfiguration class when I return. (Sorry, Squee!)
Narcissa, likewise Dib will contact you on Monday (RL monday) as previously agreed.
Yuki, feel free to god-mod receiving your wand at the party or shortly after if you like.
Zim, I'll send you an owl Monday for that meeting-in-Gryffindor challenge.
Fry has wandered off campus and gotten lost in Hogsmeade looking for Bender and a source of 'decent' beer, by which he means something cheap and American.
If there's anything urgent, hit me up here, or at dib-worm's screened contact post.
See you again soon! *luvs*
Open: To Lesbians & Older Men
Jun. 29th, 2006 10:35 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
She cut through the water, a pale sliver of fair skin through the water, her hair flowing down her back, dark with water to something almost copper-brown rather than red. About her head, splashing and diving and one or two floating beside her, where her fire-lizards.
The ripples of her passing barely made it to sure, she was so smooth and confident in the water, absolutely at ease. Menolly would never have thought that being in the water would feel like home and that that would be a good thing. But then again, she could never have imagined herself in this place, surrounded by the bizarre and remarkable all day long.
It was wonderful, but it was also almost too much. It was so hard to keep track of anyone with all the incoming arrivals. And so hard to know how to behave or what to do. It was easier to hide. But that was an old habit and unworthy of a Harper. So she'd taken to journaling all of it. There was no stint of paper, quills or ink. And if this was all some strange dream, maybe her mind would remember the time she'd spent writing and she could create a few fantasy songs. They wouldn't be good for spreading information but maybe they'd be good for changing attitudes and inspiring creativity and openness.
Her feet kicked and Menolly dived under the water a minute, only to re-emerge a few lengths away, far enough from where she'd folded and rested her clothes to seemingly make things awkward should someone arrive. Though she hadn't thought of that at all. She hadn't interacted with enough people to think about someone stumbling across her and this little cove was a place her fire-lizards had found, it should have been mostly deserted.
The ripples of her passing barely made it to sure, she was so smooth and confident in the water, absolutely at ease. Menolly would never have thought that being in the water would feel like home and that that would be a good thing. But then again, she could never have imagined herself in this place, surrounded by the bizarre and remarkable all day long.
It was wonderful, but it was also almost too much. It was so hard to keep track of anyone with all the incoming arrivals. And so hard to know how to behave or what to do. It was easier to hide. But that was an old habit and unworthy of a Harper. So she'd taken to journaling all of it. There was no stint of paper, quills or ink. And if this was all some strange dream, maybe her mind would remember the time she'd spent writing and she could create a few fantasy songs. They wouldn't be good for spreading information but maybe they'd be good for changing attitudes and inspiring creativity and openness.
Her feet kicked and Menolly dived under the water a minute, only to re-emerge a few lengths away, far enough from where she'd folded and rested her clothes to seemingly make things awkward should someone arrive. Though she hadn't thought of that at all. She hadn't interacted with enough people to think about someone stumbling across her and this little cove was a place her fire-lizards had found, it should have been mostly deserted.
OOC Hiatus
Jun. 29th, 2006 11:43 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Off to AX! I won't be back until sometime Tuesday.
Methos will be easy to find in the Common Room, provided he's not hanging out with Kira or something. My other characters will continue their hiding XD
Methos will be easy to find in the Common Room, provided he's not hanging out with Kira or something. My other characters will continue their hiding XD