::Closed RP for A and River::

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It was impossible for A to miss the turn of seasons, with all the work he did outdoors in his garden. Impossible to miss the cool turn the weather had taken. It was a little sad to see summer go, but there was beauty in colder weather as well.

But some things required warmth, and there was just barely enough. Thus, the owl.


River,

Would you like to have a last picnic in the garden before it gets too cold? It is nice out today, just a little windy. I will bring the cats unless you would prefer a catless picnic. Let me know if you would like that.

A

[Closed RP: Skwisgaar, Toki, probably Shoggies later on -- and Nathan, too!]

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((Directly follows the Potions class. Expect some NSFW content throughout and the general strangeness of two high Scandinavians.))

Skwisgaar led Toki back to their room with only a few incidents involving bumping into walls and nearly knocking disgruntled paintings off of them and several close calls with suits of armour -- all of which Skwisgaar found pretty humourous. They were thankfully spared the impossible task of having to navigate any moving staircases while high, as Hufflepuff's dorms were conveniently situated in the dungeons not too far from the Potions classroom.

( Your body is mine to avail / Such a tragic sight you are / Slave under my creed / Spurring me with those tears )

Application for the Scout: Team Fortress 2

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"Yo, what's up with this?"

A gangly guy carrying a baseball bat stumbled into the sorting room. He looked like he was on his way to practice, except for the headset over his baseball cap.

"Anybody want to tell me what's going on here?"

His accent placed him firmly from Boston. However, instead of "pahking the cah in Hahvad Yahd," he'd be more likely to beat somebody over the head for the keys, take the cah for a joyride, then sell it for parts.

( Allow me to e-luke-a-date-what? Yo, dude, speak English. )

I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. "Whatever."
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. "Ha! You wish."
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. "Do I have to repeat myself here? Besides, I ain't got no knickers. My briefs are none of your business."
One day, marmalade will rule the world. "Man, if you say so."
((ETA: Technically this is BLU Scout, but I needed more icons. Any help changing the red shirt to blue would be appreciated.))

[Closed RP, Nathan/Ofdensen] Babysitting Shoggies, How Hard Can It Be?

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[[with occasional cameos by said Shoggies. Nappiness done with permission of Shoggy-mun. Takes place after this class.]]

Still somewhat giddy from the salvia, Ofdensen held onto Shoggy...whatever, as he walked back to Hufflepuff. He was convinced now that Skwisgaar and Toki were sleeping together. When he was definitely more sober, he was going to corner one of them to confirm it. Possibly Toki, he's easier to get info out of.

Mmm, better lace some vodka with truth serum.

But that's for later. The now is, somehow he got stuck babysitting the...things Skwisgaar and Toki decided to adopt, which...well, it could be worse. They did seem polite if a bit clueless (a perfect fit for the Scandinavians, actually) and they thought he was cool. That did make him feel a bit warm and fuzzy.

While he had some of the Shoggies in his arms, Nathan, walking nearby, had the rest of them. Ofdensen had presumed that Nathan would just drop them off in his office and go to his own room.

He thought wrong.