Sunrise and Donuts. With Death? ((closed RP, Death and Castiel))

[endlessgoth.livejournal.com]

It had been a few days since Death had found a young Bobby and Castiel in the bizzare construction that was the Dethtower. Since then, the angel and human had been restored to their proper ages, and she had hoped they were none the worse for it. Death sat in the kitchen and thought of the angel with a smile. He did owe her a sunrise after all. And it would be a good way to check on him without being too obvious. She picked up a quill and scratched out a note to send via a little white owl.

Castiel, how about that sunrise?
-D.

Sode no Shirayuki, Bleach Application (Open RP)

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The atmosphere in the sorting room became a few beats colder. If one were to exhale, a cloud would heat the air before them. It all happened because of the new comer, a woman dressed in a white and light blue Furisode kimono. Its sleeves so long as to reach the floor, and the bottom segment long enough to cover her feet. She looked high and low about the unfamiliar surroundings she found herself, a confused expression on her alabaster face. It was then that her glacial eyes scrutinized the application on the desk, and a certain curiosity was peaked.

( Allow me to elucidate... )

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

Done with Ulquiorra-mun's permission.

An honest attempt ((closed RP, Sam and Adam))

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It was past dawn when Sam finally made his way back to Gryffindor to find his half brother. He had to clear the air between them right away. He owed him the truth, all of it, even if it was an ugly and painful one. "Adam? C'mon, man, open the door. Look, one of the house elves saw you go in, so I know you're there."

Nothing.

The hunter leaned against the wall and knocked again. "Adam, we owe you an explanation. Open the door, willya?"

The Unpopping of Freakazoid.

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[[I promise to keep the fourth wall awareness to a minimum. And vague enough that the others will just think he's nuts, lol.]]

It was a normal day in the popcorn room, and by normal I mean that there are bunches of popcorn kernels in there.

There was a kernel, though, that was shaking back and forth, slowly at first, but then more, before it finally burst.

A flash of light zapped around the room before stopping and dissipating to reveal a blue man in red tights.

"HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOGWARTS!"

Yes, everyone's favorite superteen, Freakazoid, has returned to Hogwarts.

Freakazoid looked down at his butter covered self. "So this is what it feels like to be pancakes. I could go for some!"

Owl to the Shoggies

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Gentlemen,

I respectfully suggest that you consider instituting a minimum age for admittance to your tower. The warning sign is adequate for adult humans, but the very young are typically unable to read, and lack the experience to make an informed choice about entering the premises or to take suitable precautions once within.

That said, thank you for your hospitality on my and my associate's recent visit to the site. As requested, please find attached a list of possible penguin names, some of which I hope will be found suitable.

Sincerely,

Castiel

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((Unfortunately, Cas isn't necessarily that much more imaginative about naming things than the Shoggies themselves...))

Genesis         Exodus
Leviticus       Revelation
Noah             Solomon
Sarah            Ruth
Alexandria     Constantinople
Giza              Jerusalem
Bethlehem      Nazareth
Metallica      Kansas
Pontiac        Lawrence
Cicero         ((And, for reasons unknown even to his mun,)) Acapulco.

Because this just proves Dean Winchester will never learn his lesson.

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( One would think that after the uncomfortable detention and prank gone very wrong Dean would have sworn off 'revenge hexes.... )

A Brief Respite (Open RP)

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Smooth, slow motions.

Once, one of his colonels had commented on the oddity of Sephiroth, the General spearheading the war against the orient, doing something like Tai Chi every morning. Sure, he didn't believe in Da Chao and reserved his beliefs for science rather than Odin and his host of sons and daughters, but he believed in the calming nature of the martial art. The beauty of it. 

Some things simply were. He'd learnt a lot in Wutai, namely of Masamune. They should have known better.

The colonel had gotten Court Martialed for insubordination, of course. Along with Slander of a Higher Officer. He was lucky Sephiroth hadn't laid hands on him himself, at the time. Something about his comment had greatly annoyed Sephiroth, though it was a little too finicky for him to completely place what had caused his indignant rage.

Still, stepping through each of the twenty-four forms was soothing, graceful and slow. It quietened down his mind, which had gotten a little too...chaotic, even with it now just being himself in there. He fell back on it like he'd fallen back on it during the Wutai Conflict, before Mother.  In a way, he could almost feel the utter raw power of his energy soothing and calming, turning from waters at the height of a storm to a sooth, glass-like lake.

It did not mean, however, that he was not attentive to passers-by or those out strolling the grounds, even at dusk. The grass was dewy and wet under his feet, ice and snow having melted through the day of relative warmth. He barely felt it. Even shirtless and clad only in sweatpants that rode low on his hips.

(Sephiroth his quite sane this evening. Feel free to ask for lessons or ruffle his feathers again.)