Open Unpopping RP: AJ Crowley

[heymrcrowley.livejournal.com]

((Hey, guys! CoxFraserDracoDEATH-mun here, just letting y'all know that I'll be playing Crowley from here on. For the sake of ease, he has amnesia, and is not going to remember most of you, but feel free to remember him. ;) ))

Crowley had been a great deal of things in his long life (well, span of years, really). He was fairly certain that popcorn had not been one of them. Apparently, someone Up There or Down There or Somewhere had decided that it was time that changed, he mused as he stared at the pedestal that he had, until recently, been resting on.

Well, that figured. Just when he was starting to get settled down in this 'teaching' thing, of course something insane would have to come along and shake that up. At least he was back now, and apparently without the hassle of having to apply for a new body, although this one was looking a bit... greasy. Wonderful. Sighing, Crowley miracled himself clean and grease-free, materialized a new pair of sunglasses, and turned for the door.

How long had he been out? he wondered. He could remember showing up at this place, which was an interesting change of pace from London, and he could remember being made a Professor and a Head of House, but beyond that, his memory was bizarrely blank. Truly bizarrely, because Crowley could remember everything. Huh. This was going to take some looking into, then.

Opening the door, he headed down the hall, instinctively moving towards Slytherin. It looked like he had his work cut out for him.

closed RP: Cox and Cersei

[lionesscersei.livejournal.com]

( miles and miles of perfect skin / I swear I do, I fit right in )

Haruka Tenoh, Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon

[racer-tenoh.livejournal.com]

A red motorbike comes roaring into the Sorting Room, where it's very surprised rider brings it to a sudden halt and switches off the engine. The rider, wearing blue slacks and a red motorbike jacket, dismounts from the bike and takes off the helmet, shaking their head to get the short flyaway blonde hair into some sort of order. The rider could be male, or could be female, it's a little hard to tell at this stage. Even when the rider speaks, the voice is a tenor and still doesn't do much to indicate gender.

( This wasn't here just before...is this some kind of daimon trick? )

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. TH
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. TH
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. TH
One day, marmalade Koneko the Princess will rule the world. TH"

Owls

[onceacop.livejournal.com]

( To Sirius Black: Warded six different ways to Sunday, though with nothing fun )

( To Thomas, warded just as heavily )

RP Closed, Gryffindor Common room, Murphy and Harry D

[onceacop.livejournal.com]

She'd been owling back and forth with people all day, so she'd settled in the common room. Even though she might run into Certain People there, she also had access to all sorts of books and the owls could get in and out easily.

She'd toed off her shoes and curled up in a chair by the fire, and she was reading one of the healing texts she'd stolen from Marcone's stack. It was soothing, taking notes and just letting all kinds of clinical details wash through her mind. It was sad, how every description led her to thinking about one crime scene or another, but at least when she was thinking 'work' she wasn't thinking 'New Years'.

She sighed, shifted, and turned the page.

Closed RP: Mel, Dom, and Brice in: The End Of A Plot.

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

( Isn’t very difficult to see why you are the way you are/Doesn’t take a genius to realise that sometimes life is hard/It’s gonna take time, but you’ll just have to wait/You’re gonna be fine, but in the meantime... )