Closed RP for Silmeria and Amaranth

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After leaving the Astronomy Tower, Silmeria went straight to her room in Gryffindor. Not to sleep; she was far too restless. A myriad of emotions flooded her: hatred for Lezard, shame for her wanton actions towards him, confusion for the feelings they wrought from her, and guilt for the injustice she committed against Amaranth for assuming her person for dishonorable purposes. She felt as though she were reliving the night she first confronted the Odin and the other gods, was scorned by them, and then cast out of Asgard.

But she survived that. She'll survive now.

What didn't survive was her four-poster bed, reduced to splinters by her destructive venting.

Night soon gave way to morning. She spent the hours mediating on the events during and after the party, and decided to seek out Amaranth.

She wandered the halls in nothing but her battle gown (her armor was still abandoned in the Great Hall), asking the various students and elves where Amaranth was; she pinpointed her location at the Ravenclaw bar. As Silmeria entered, she scanned the bar for the nude nymph.

Application for Seimigaku (Yu Yu Hakusho-based OC squibbait)

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Standing in the sorting room was a tall willowy looking creature. Long legs led from the ground up to a short skirt type binding of blue fabric around narrow hips, barely covering enough to be considered clothing. The expanse of skin from the low slung covering to shoulders was covered in a sheer gauze that left little, if anything, to the imagination. From the shoulders, down the back, hung a deep red cape that ended just below the skirt. Blonde hair flowed from the creature's head, ending even lower than the cape, almost reaching the creature’s knees. The face, however, was the most striking feature. Bright blue eyes were framed with long thick lashes over a pert nose and full pouty lips. Were it not for the lack of any excess flesh on its chest, the creature could have easily passed for female. Even with that lack, it was difficult to believe.

He glanced around the room, curious and amused. "This does not look like Meiou High School," he said, his voice lilting. After a slight pause, he smiled, an almost beatific expression. "Perhaps I am not that far off."

He sashayed forward, his hips swinging gently, femininely, as he did. "State your name," he heard a disembodied voice demand.

He laughed, a bubbling sound. "I am Seimigaku, leader of the Yakubutsuranyou gang in the Seiyaku region of the Makai," he replied, his chin lifted with pride. "Name your pleasure and I will supply it." Then, the paper on the table in front of him caught his eye as the quill hovering over it wrote out his words.

( Amused, he continued with the application. )

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

[Owls and Closed RP] The spoils...

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NSFW. OR GONNA BE SOON. YOU WERE WARNED.


Chairman Kaga had left Hogwarts for a week.

He had heard a rumor of a renowned chef hidden in the remote regions of Japan, and decided to investigate.

Sadly, the search yielded nothing, not even a hair.

Still, he didn't think it a total loss. He did pick up a few things, and when he returned to Tokyo for a bit, he was informed about purple tomatoes, an interesting prospect for the next theme.

( Owl to A )

( Owls, one to Kurama, the other to Kusuriyuri )

( Owl to Yukimura )

[Open RP] This is your brain on drugs

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( Warning, NSFW almost certainly )

((OOC: Continued from this thread.))