Open RP - Martine wanders

[seenyetunseeing.livejournal.com]

Trying to figure out the layout of Hogwarts was unsettling when you could actually see where you were going. When you couldn't, it was a nightmare. As Martine shuffled out of the sorting room, her fingertips gliding over the surface of the wall in front of her, she was inwardly chafing at the slowness of her pace and missing her underground fortress in Toulouse.

After about half an hour wandering the halls, Martine was no closer to finding Ravenclaw, and she was frustrated. She wasn't used to asking people for help, because she could manage just fine in her normal world, and the one thing she despised was pity. But she was going to need help here, if she wanted to not remain lost.

Leaning against a wall, she blew out a frustrated breath and decided to wait for someone to pass this way so she could ask for help.

Not quite prefect hours but an open rp in the Gryffindor common room with the other prefect.

[twoyearsmissing.livejournal.com]

It was another of those times you didn't ask where Jack had acquired something from. This time it was a few arcade machines. Which had been suitably adapted to work in their new location and the best part was for free. It was just as he'd said, there was DDR two of them together, a rather worn but still none the less working original Pacman and another machine that half the name on it's side was missing but it was something similar to the one Owen liked to play back in the Hub, a shooting game. Though Jack was good playing it he was also a good shot with a real gun too. Jack looked at his 'work' proudly, the little corner of the common room turned arcade, complete with a sofa. Maybe Tosh was right this being Torchwood IV or he rather the case was that he trying to make it. One thing was certain he would be playing on the machines trying to get highscores which of course he would put initials such as ASS because he was mature like that. He made a little sign to put on the back of the sofa before he lay down since he didn't have an office. The little sign read 'Prefect at work.' This meant anyone who wanted to bother him could.

Owl to DEATH

[usethepoker.livejournal.com]

( Warded to give unintended readers an itchy, itchy, oozy rash )

Owl, backdated to just after their reception

[jd-octor.livejournal.com]

( Owl to Doctor Cox )

Closed RP: Susan and Stephen and the after-effects of absinthe

[usethepoker.livejournal.com]

( Well we find ourselves in the same old mess/singing drunken lullabies )

Owl to Cersei

[secondfastest.livejournal.com]

Cersei! I gets my car and my friends are here and we's gonna have a band meeting in the perfect's bathrooms. Wanna come? -Toki

Dethklok Hottub RP (Totally not porns)

[gmilf-hunter.livejournal.com]

Dragging his magically waterproof Gibson guitar with him, Skwisgaar headed toward a statue on the fifth floor.

There were a lot of statues on the fifth floor, unfortunately, and thus Skwisgaar took a long time to find the prefect's hottub bathroom. He waited near the statue for Nathan, Toki, and Toki's new slut girlfriend so they could start the band meeting.

owl (?) to Michael Scott from Tinky Winky

[carriesapurse.livejournal.com]

Narrator: One day, in Hogwartstubbyland, Tinky Winky opened his magic bag.

Bag!

Narrator: Inside he found all kinds of presents for his new very special friend Michael.

Tinky Winky! Mikaw! Fwowah!

( wouldn't you agree, baby, you and me got a Brokeback kind of love? )

Narrator: Tinky Winky didn't know how to read or write.

Tinky Winky not wite!

Narrator: Michael was sure to know who sent these very special presents.

Tinky Winky!!! Big hug!!!