Closed RP: Everybody loves picnics!

[likeabadpenny.livejournal.com]

( Oh, this is the start of something good/ Don't you agree?/ I haven't felt like this in so many moons/ You know what I mean?/ And we can build through this destruction/ As we are standing on our feet. )

Ice-cream makes everything better (Semi-open RP for Jaime, Lola... and Maia)

[bantersucks.livejournal.com]

((Takes place after this and this, respectively.))

After sleeping most of the day and night away, Jaime was fairly clear-headed, and thus had finally gotten a clue. He almost owled Lola, but then remembered she was back in Gryffindor and sending her an owl when he could just knock on her door would be kind of dumb.

It was around noon when he knocked on her door, armed with the dish of homemade ice cream George had sent him and two spoons. "Lola? You there? It's Jaime."

Closed RP: Can I ask the question yet?

[h-m-winter.livejournal.com]

( You give me that look that's like laughing/with liquid in your mouth/like you're choosing between choking/and spitting it all out/like you're trying to fight gravity/on a planet that insists/that love is like falling/and falling is like this )

((Warning: Here Be Smut))

Hand-delivered card to Brice de Winter and Melanie Beeby

[hellminxmel.livejournal.com]

((Forward-dated to when Brice and Mel move in together))

( The envelope bulges, until Maia taps it. Then it sinks into the card... )

[[OOC]] Con work

[charlesofdensen.livejournal.com]

I am on staff at Anime Weekend Atlanta, which is this weekend. So I won't be here at all from Thursday through Sunday. (And I have an actual reason this time).

Soooooo....

Ofdensen is in his office plotting. Nothing short of an alien invasion will get him out of there.

The Exile is still hiding in parts unknown from the Old Man. (She doesn't know about the annulments yet.)

Dr. Hobo is sleeping in a cardboard box in what was formerly known as the tent village.

Arthur is in London, actually, trying to get some normalcy back in his blood before going back to Hogwarts.

KOS-MOS is patrolling. As usual.

George is planning his wedding to Doug, and trying to decide if he should dress in his uniform or get a wedding dress fitted.

Ed is wandering around one of Hogwarts's many hidden passageways, and will probably come out of Gryffindor's fireplace covered in soot. Not that she cares.

Archie is trying to figure out which house Nebulon's in.

Wishbone is sniffing around until he finds a)Puck, b)Diefenbaker, c) another dog, or d) Tomo.

Phoenix, sadly, has fallen to the popcorn side of the Force.

Turlough is still on the TARDIS, and will be until I come back from the con and finish his app.

See ya round!