Owl to Skwisgaar.

[farfie-jei.livejournal.com]

( The owl seemed laden down by several pieces of parchment, making it's flight rather unstable. )

Owl to Sidney Reilly

[ex-ladyston.livejournal.com]

((Backdated to April 14))
( Warded to turn into a teacup for unintended readers )

Application: Dr. Lisa Cuddy, House M.D.

[drlisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Okay, so it wasn't Princeton. At all. Definitely not Princeton, for there sure wasn't a castle anyplace in the vicinity. In fact, Cuddy was beginning to think it might well be House's idea of some joke, knocking her over the head and bringing her to this place, wherever it was. And if that was the case, there weren't just clinic hours in his future, but endless clinic hours.

The paper with a questionnarre of sorts glared mockingly at her and Cuddy narrowed her eyes at it before lifting the pen.

( Background information )

Koala to Skwisgaar, warded (badly) to explode if read by unintended readers

[secondfastest.livejournal.com]

Hey, you remembers that one times with the board where everyone was anony-mice and stuff?

I talks to Cersei and she says that threesomes are for hobos so she wants a foursome. NO FATTIES OR GMILFS.

-Toki

Sent shortly after via Dammit the yard-wolf, who mistakenly heads to Zoidberg-in-Cersei's-body:

Three Four LOTS OF SEX IN MY ROOM. OR THE HOT TUBS. We figures it out later.

-Toki

A wombat... er... human in search... of clothes! (Open RP)

[wombatminer.livejournal.com]

Digger had had her first encounter with Hogwarts-style chocolate. She'd managed to somehow slip out of the great hall without undue notice, and was now making her way back to Hufflepuff as quickly as she could. Which, come to think of it, wasn't very quickly at all - once she got them figured out, she should be able to walk faster with her longer legs, but they didn't seem to be jointed or proportioned quite the way she thought they should be, and she kept tripping over her own feet.

She was also starting to realize that in a big stone castle like this, humans had to wear clothes for comfort sake as much as anything. She was freezing. Maybe once she got back to Hufflepuff, she could find a blanket to wrap up in and hide in her room until this wore off. If it wore off. Blood of the Architect, she hoped it would wear off.

Open RP: Mini!Molly out beyond the front steps

[schizowarrior.livejournal.com]

( And the vision/That was planted in my brain/Still remains/Within the sound of silence )