Open RP: Stargazing

[ostianespionage.livejournal.com]

*Matthew has decided he needs to calm down, and has come to the conclusion that staring up at the night sky is a very good way to do so. To this end, he is currently lying on his back on the roof of the Astronomy Tower, watching the stars and wondering if someone he once knew is looking back at him.*

((OOC: Anyone who might happen by the Astronomy Tower late at night could find Matthew up here.))

Trip Down Memory Lane (Closed RP for Lily, House, and Dean) (Which will not at all end in disaster)

[lilypotter60.livejournal.com]

((Backdated to the day after Lily's office hours.))

( Sensation washes over me/I can't describe it/Pain I felt so long ago/I don't remember/Tear a hole so I can see/My devastation/Feelings from so long ago/I don't remember )

Closed RP for Wilson and House: Time Doesn't Heal Anything

[canes-can-kill.livejournal.com]

( Du siehst und hörst nichts mehr / geben ihm keine Chance / Deine Wut will nicht sterben / nur dafür lebst Du noch -- You don't see or hear anything / don't give him a chance / your rage does not want to die / and only that keeps you alive. )

((Smut warning!))

Prankery is Afoot! Owls/Open RP

[daxtastic.livejournal.com]

Something had been bothering Dax. A certain gangly-limbed doctor, to be specific. And for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why. Dax mulled over the problem while studying, tinkering, and piano-ing. After her second lab explosion, she decided to put other things aside while she concentrated on the issue at hand. What exactly was vexing her?

She was helping herself to a drink (strictly of the non-purple variety), when Eureka! She figured it out. Her little, spur of the moment prank had been wholly thwarted. And Dax hated to leave a job unfinished!

The Doc going to be a tough case. This was going to require finesse, and possibly an outside accomplice.

( Owl to Jack Harkness, heavily warded )

She sent off one more owl. Because it was good to keep your target unsuspecting.

( Owl to The Doctor )

Smiling, she settled back in at the bar, and started mulling over potential pranks.

Open RP: Mel, mind-reading and Potions For Dummies

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

OOC: Okay, so since Mel’s just turned 18, she’s got a few new abilities. One of these is being able—not being able to stop—hearing people’s thoughts. Therefore, if your pup tags this thread, Mel will be able to hear his or her thoughts and will probably respond to them. It goes without saying: please put your pup’s thoughts in the tag!
She’ll have learnt to control them by the next time she does anything. I just wanted to torture her.

Dumbledore’s comments—unintended, she’s sure—about having an ‘eternity for learning’ really stung. So Mel went to the library (shock, horror.) Carrying a teetering pile of books (with the still-unread Angel Handbook on top of the stack), Mel is trying to grope her way down the corridor, hoping the walls don’t suddenly decide to be made of quicksand or whatever.

The floor seems to have a vendetta against her. She catches her foot on some uneven stone (‘WHO PUT THAT THERE?!’), and her books go flying. She swears—‘Damn!’—and gets on her knees, gathering up the various spellbooks and wishing she hadn’t got out the ones that looked the easiest.

The books seem to have slid rather a long way down the corridor. Mel shuffles to get them all, but it’s going to be a task and a half with just one pair of hands.

Owl to Nny!!!

[red-war-rider.livejournal.com]

Owl to Nny - not warded yet, but the owl looks pretty badass, and would just as soon bite you as give you any deliveries, especially if you're not the intended recipient. (Also, the owl has a black leather studded collar.)


Dearest Nny,

I'd LOVE a kit of your little Devil pal, Rry. Just to make me feel at home. Got any lying about?

Plus, stop by Bitchiwitch - I'd love to have tea, or something far less respectable.

Sloppy Kisses,

War

Open RP - Indy's Free!!!

[throwmethewhip.livejournal.com]

((Open RP in the halls between the Sorting Room and Ravenclaw))


Indy was officially Sorted, whatever that meant. But at least he was being put somewhere, a place he could sleep, collect himself, and, more importantly, get a drink.

He meandered through the halls, watching a parchment with a map on it, with a bright red dot that moved as he did, and said "You Are Here" over his location. He forgot who gave it to him, but he was glad for it. Brother, the staircases moved in this place. He definitely needed a drink. And to find the brains in Ravenclaw. But mostly a drink.

He walked along, trying not to think about how much the name Ravenclaw reminded him of the name Ravenwood.

Ye Olde Warte

[nannynutter.livejournal.com]

Agnes marged into the radio station angrily and dumped several things down on a table as she quickly marched over to the CDs and picked several out. Scowling furiously, she turned on the mic.

"Attentione Hogwartes, listen to me. I'm Agnes Nutter, ande you're all a bunche of idiotes." she said icily. Bitch Bitch Bitch comes on (Jekyll & Hyde).

( Warte )

"One laste thinge. Professors? Holde some classes you idiotes." she snarled. "Howe can you run a school with no lessons?"

((A special, OOC dedication for all the Doctor Who fans out there! Geraldine Quinn's Spoof, Doctor Who's assistant. Characters won't here this song in the show, muns only!))

Owls [Semi-Open RP]

[charlesofdensen.livejournal.com]

[[Set a few hours after Ofdensen's Sorting]]

( Identical owls from Ofdensen to the members of Dethklok )

( Owl to Professor Lily Evans )

Application: Silas, Dan Brown's The Da Vinci Code

[ghostorangel.livejournal.com]

An extremely tall man in monk’s robes, clearly confused, wandered through the sorting room until he ran across the application. He was dead--he was as sure of that as he had ever been of anything--but while this certainly wasn’t heaven, it didn’t seem to be hell, either. Apparently even that certainty had been taken from him, along with almost everything else…he couldn’t remember ever having been this confused before. Hands folded in the sleeves of his robe, pale face shadowed by his hood, he stared at the questions.

( …I hope this isn’t Purgatory )

((Note: I’m pulling him from both book and movie, because while book!Silas is more sinister, movie!Silas is so much more overtly batshit. ^_^))

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ______S______

I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___________.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ______S_____.

One day, marmalade will rule the world. ____S_________"