Aug. 5th, 2007

[identity profile] ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com
The Sorting Hat is on a family values kick.

In about a week -- on Friday, August 10, to be specific -- the Hat is going to hold what it claims is an awards banquet in the Great Hall. In reality, the event will be a mass wedding. Think the Reverend Moon. The Hat will ICly determine the couples to be wed, and while the marriage ceremony is taking place, house elves will be moving each of the newlyweds' belongings to a tent in a tent village the Hat has had set up on the grounds. These will be HPverse-style tents, of course, like the ones used at the Quidditch World Cup. The newlyweds will be required by the Hat to live together in the tent village until the Hat gets bored with the entire concept and performs a mass annulment -- a few weeks later.

These couples will not be enchanted to love one another. There will be no love potions or charms provided by the Hat. If you want to slip magical roofies into your honey's pumpkin juice, that's on you. What will be handled by the Hat are the pairings themselves and the domestic arrangements.

OOCly, the pairings can be determined by mutual agreement between muns, or can be chosen by the mods. If you want to make some or all of your characters available for marrying off, please comment here, and let the mods know that they're open to anyone we choose for them. (Conditions can also be determined, e.g., "Peter Petrelli is open to marriage with anyone except Sylar, because that's his nemesis, etc," but only in extraordinary circumstances, please, for our sanity's sake.) If you have already worked out a pairing with another mun, please let us know here -- both muns, please, so we know you really did agree on it. ;) Feel free to proposition one another in e-mail. The contact post is in the sidebar. You know how to use it.

Obviously, the idea here is crack. Going into this seeking to enable your pet pairing is not exactly in the spirit of the thing. We'll let you do it, but how boring! Also, be aware that the Hat will not split up previously married couples: for example, Noah and Sandra Bennet won't even be considered by the Hat. They're already a family as far as the Hat's concerned, so they don't need the Hat's meddling help. The Hat will, however, split up dating couples, even if they are engaged. For example, the Hat does not care that Camilla Macaulay has decided she will always be true to Henry Winter forever and ever. It will marry her off to whomever it darn well chooses.

Finally -- the Hat's idea of family is not exactly in line with the Moral Majority. Same-gender? Sure! Interspecies? The Hat is all up ons! What matters is that the Hat feels these two people are right for each other!

Comments are screened, so as to enhance the fun when the Hat reveals its sinister deed. The Hat will make known the entire list of pairings at the wedding ceremony itself, and the tents will be assigned (yes, there will be a map, so you will know who your neighbors are).

Any questions, e-mail the mods -- you know where to find us (contact post is in the sidebar, baby). Have at it!
[identity profile] margrat.livejournal.com
Somewhere in the Sorting Room, a man materialized and promptly completed a face-first fall to the floor. Several minutes passed before he picked himself up, blinking and clutching a sword in one hand. His other hand went to the tear on the front of his bloodstained shirt; astute observers might notice the matching tear through the back of his shirt and the dull green cloak fastened over it, suggesting impalement. Tentative examination, however, showed no corresponding injury. Even disregarding this recent damage, everything about him down to his much-scuffed boots had clearly seen better days.

“So’n,” he muttered, “Igros Castle?” He moved to a desk with a sheaf of paper and a quill atop it, sheathing his sword as he did. “Doesn’t look like the dungeons… what d’you know,” he breathed, “Beoulve came through.”

Visibly cheered, Gustav seated himself at the desk, rubbed his eyes, and turned his attention to the paper.
ExpandI’ve always found ideals don’t take the place of meals. )
I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___G. Margueriff___
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___G. Margueriff___.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___G. Margueriff___.
One day, the meek oh, as if marmalade will rule the world. ____G. Margueriff____
[identity profile] knitmeapony.livejournal.com
Hello, everyone.

I've been on hiatus for a while, while I took the bar exam. I sat down not long after and spent most of last week and all this weekend trying to sort out some new plots for my characters.

I came up with a great number of fic plots, some of which I've already written and set aside... but the trouble came when I thought about actually RPing them. The OOC burden has stacked up, particularly considering some stuff that happened while I was on hiatus and trying to study.

So I am leaving the game, and dropping all my characters effective immediately. I prefer to keep my journals for all of them, so as they're adopted they'll need new journals. As I'm leaving the game entirely, there's no need to have people contact me if they're going to adopt one of them.

I think that should sort everything.
[identity profile] likeabadpenny.livejournal.com
There comes a certain time in every mans life when he decides that he needs a little something more to do. Since certain happenings of a radioactive nature, and trying to keep the rest of the castle safe from Sylar, only to end up with a pole through his head, Peter wanted something else. Something normal. Something that wasn't running around trying to save the whole world, which often seemed to end badly, where he was concerned.

He'd heard that there was a Hospital Wing around here. There probably wasn't much work a hospice nurse - what with the lack of dying - but he was sure another nurse wouldn't make it too crowded.

It had taken him entirely too long to actually find the place. He was already feeling a bit self-conscious, in his old jeans and older hoodie. But at least he'd tucked his hair behind his ears in a cursory attempt to look even halfway presentable. Hesitantly, he loitered in the doorway to the Hospital Wing. "Hello?" ...Hopefully there wouldn't be an application to fill out. He hated those things.
[identity profile] ninth-doctor.livejournal.com
...Uh. So. Yeah.

I'm alive, isn't that great? :D;;;

Really, I just haven't been around H_H because I'd just get busy in some of my other RPs and writing prompts, and I just didn't feel that this place was as much fun as some plots going elsewhere and, yeah, you know how that goes sometimes.

But it's hard to leave a place like this, so I won't. (And next time I decide to take an extended vacation from here, I'll actually, y'know, let you KNOW.) I plan to be around more. Er...well, starting in a few days, anyway--I might be a drugged-up couch potato for the next few (getting my wisdom teeth taken out, ouch, but I plan to hobble around with a cane and be House while on vicodin and various painkillers and antibiotics and all that junk :P).
Turns out it'll be done Friday, which is when the marriage plot kicks off, so...we'll see what happens.

As a side note, something I should've done months ago but never did, I'm popcorning Wikipedia and Darkwing Duck (at long last).

Aw, c'mon, I can't stay away from you guys forever. :P

--Nine, Suzie, Master, Malcolm, and Foamy-mun
[identity profile] lilypotter60.livejournal.com
(Mr. Quackers delivers. Notes are heavily warded and hexed to turn into a large, blue ball of flame for anyone else.)

ExpandDuck to Albus Dumbledore )

ExpandDuck to Harry Dresden )

ExpandDuck to Harry Potter )

ExpandDuck to Cox )
[identity profile] secondfastest.livejournal.com
Between girlfriends who were really werelobsters, mishaps involving alcohol, hatchets, and his head and just being plain forgetful, Toki has been distracted from his campaign promise of bringing a food libraries to Hufflepuff. But no more! He's sick of having to deal with those stupid house elves to get food because he's been too scared of wandering werelobsters to get food outside. So (with a little help from said house elves) it was finally open. A large sign made of what looks to be some sort of paint on a bedsheet is hanging outside the open door to the Hufflepuff common room:

"FOOD LIBRARIES (I ASSURES YOU WERE OPENS)"

Inside, tucked away in a corner, there are now several shelves stocked with food of various sorts. Sandwich materials, bagels, snack foods, a refrigerated area with microwavable pizzas, Hot Pockets, and ice cream--everything that people had wanted and more. Even some beer and porn magazines of various varieties. They aren't food, but they're important to the experience.

Now, tired from all the exertion (because it had taken a lot out of him to make those sandwiches, eat them all while drinking a quarter of the beer in stock, and reading over most of the porn selection to make sure it was all good stuff,) Toki is fast asleep on one of the nearby couches.

((Go forth and mingle!))
[identity profile] rated-ec10.livejournal.com
ExpandNo. Not without incident. )

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

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