Closed RP: Shoulder to the Grindstone (Macaulay Twins)

[chas-macaulay.livejournal.com]

Charles was suitably chastened - and hung over - after his fiasco in flying class. Trying to taper off after his recent Bunny-related fall from the wagon had not gone as well as he'd hoped.

So he was trying the cold turkey method. It was a slightly sweaty, short of breath Charles who was to be found in the back of the library every afternoon and evening, plowing through beginner-level texts and practicing basic spellwork with his new wand.

So far his results were mixed; several spells almost right. He had a feeling if he could get himself detoxed enough to focus properly, he'd get them in the end.

As it was, almost was taking every bit of his concentration, and he hardly noticed the ebb and flow of traffic in the library.

Closed RP - Remus and Lily

[moonylicious.livejournal.com]

((Backdated to about a week ago.))
Remus was feeling strangely restless, which he knew was not a particularly ninja state of mind. With no classes to plan, no reason to hide, and a steady supply of wolfsbane potion, he was free to ruminate at will. He'd been thinking about the yellow-eyed demon far too much lately, mostly because he really didn't know what could be done about him.

Now he was wandering the halls, and found himself near his former office. There was a light on inside, and he smiled. He hadn't really talked to Lily since his return from popcorn, and he knew she could probably use a break.

He knocked lightly on the door and called, "Oy, Evans, open up!"

He hoped, belatedly, that it was really her in the office and that she wasn't in the middle of something he'd... rather not know about.

Owl to semper_fi_house with the help of one of the elves...

[hidden-house.livejournal.com]

( Lightly warded to turn into a skillet for unintended readers... )

MINI-HIATUS

[wayward-son124.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I'm not going to be around much for the coming week or so. Exams! Fun times all around :D I just printed out two study guides, one 17 pages and the other 38, and... realized that I am going to have to do this, because that's just for two out of my seven classes.

So, yes. I am barely going to be around until Tuesday. I might scrunch some time in between studying sessions so I don't go insane, but just to let people know why my tagging is going to be horrendously slow.


Sincerely,
Hillary
Aka, Dean/Wilson/Lorelai/Bones/Zack/Tenna/Pickles/Ophelia/Jack Sparrow/Doug/Veronica/Marla/Jenks/IHaveTooManyCharacters!mun :D

Arthur Ramsey, Threshold

[linguisticgod.livejournal.com]

((He is from the TV series, not the book of similar name!))

He wanders in, a little bleery and hung over. He might only stand four and a half feet tall, but you'd never know it by the way he moves -- doesn't matter if he's baffled by the sights or out of his element, he owns the room when he walks in.

He settles into his jacket by tugging on the collar and comes over to pick up an application. "Well, at least it's English." He pulls a pen out of his pocket, clicks it open, and starts scribbling.

( If I could get a vodka tonic to go with the quiz, that'd be great. )

Foxxy Love, Drawn Together

[lalalabia.livejournal.com]

The front door slams open, to reveal a lovely dark skinned girl, dressed in a red off the shoulder tube top type of thing, and red short shorts, her thong riding up to her hipbones. Cause it's sexy. Not to mention the full luxurious fox tail dangling from her rear, and a red hat with fox ears. It can only be one person-

"Foxy Foxxy Love, y'all!" As she bursts into the sorting room, spinning a couple of times, then striking a sexy pose. "Captain Hero? Waldor? Anybody?" The tail begins to droop as she continues to look around the room, seeing none of the housemates. "What is this y'all? Some kinda trick or somethin'?"

Her eyes scan across the questionaire, as she plays with her tail bervously. "i dunno y'all, i ain't doin' no good at no tests." Much to her surprise, the words are written on the scroll by a moving pen. Which is good, cause Foxxy can't spell.

( I'm gonna answer these now, right? )

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ____FL________
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___FL________.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers (which Foxxy don't wear) in a bunch. ____FL_______.
One day, Funk will rule the world. _______FL______"

Open RP: Gryffindor Commons (Garu)

[garu-sama.livejournal.com]

After the Sorting Hat's announcement that he was now residing in Gryffindor house, Garu exited the room to do a little exploring. He was sure he would become incredibly, monumentally lost, but he was not going to be asking for directions.

"Besides," he said, to nobody in particular. "Doing it for myself will make it that much easier to remember for later."

His gait was casual, and he looked around at everything as he passed, his eyes flitting among suits of armor and tapestries to the cold stone that surrounded him.

"Nice place. A little dark, but not bad."

He passed a few people scurrying by in the other direction, wearing matching robes that made a soft noise behind them as they went.

"Man, where does a guy go to get his uniform around here?"

Dr. Killjoy, The Suffering

[doctorkilljoy.livejournal.com]

There's an ancient, 16mm projector sitting on the stool. It wasn't there two seconds ago, and there doesn't seem to anyone around who could have placed it there. After a few more seconds of silence, it begins to click, winding up to speed. A beam of light is projected from the lens; it displays the image of a stereotypical surgeon from the 1920's without the aid of any visible screen.

He "hrm"s to himself, a hand speculatively on his chin, as he surveys his surroundings. "Well, this is most unusual," he says at last. "Ah, well! I could use the change of scenery. Now, what have we here?"

( My name is Dr. Killjoy, and I will be your alienist this fine evening. )

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

"Er, wait. Marmalade?"

Open RP Hallway to the Ravenclaw Common Room

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Mr. Universe walked out of the Sorting Room and into a hallway... a rather large hallway.  "Wow... I have no idea where I am going."  He looked around, quite lost and started walking to the right, hoping to run into someone who knew where things were.

He took notice of the decor, very fitting for a medieval-style castle.  Wide halls, suits of armor, moving paintings...  wait... what... moving paintings.  He stopped in front of a wall of paintings, trying to figure out what was making them move.

closed RP: reunion (Henry Winter, Camilla Macaulay, Francis Abernathy)

[c-macaulay.livejournal.com]

( These days are sweet and strange / We're happy in our star-scattered way )