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An assortment of owls, each warded to cause unsightly boils on anyone other than the intended reader. Neal hasn't had much chance to learn Hogwarts-style magic yet, so the edges of the parchement crackle with spring-green sparks.

( Owl to Mel Beeby, Gryffindor )

( Owl to the Artistic Young Woman (Rose Casson) )

Neal pauses and consults a faculty list he picked up, heaven knows where, before writing the last owl.

( Owl to Agnes Nutter, Hospital Wing )

rosecasson.livejournal.com

The owl is carrying an aso-decorated datapad, embroidered lines of ink sweeping up and down the dull plastic.

( The owl reads... )

wayward-son124.livejournal.com

((Warning! Over-excessive blasphemy, lots of swearing. Because it's Dean :P Slight ~~emo~~angst too. He's not in a very good place at the moment.))

Dean Winchester... was not a happy camper.

( Happy camper wasn't exactly an accurate phrase to be used, not when Dean was involved. )

((So, yeah. Totally open. If anybody masochistic and/or sadistic wants to step in xD Just... Yes, he's very unhappy. And armed. So cave ludio: player beware!))

Current Mood: exanimate
Current Location: school grounds
Current Music: Styx ; Renegade

manriki-chan.livejournal.com

Sitting on the steps of Hogwarts, Gogo sighs, petting her new kitten. "It's not that Fifi doesn't like you, Froggie-chu. She just doesn't have lots of friends who aren't Devils. It's like when O-Ren sama became leader of the Yakuza and had to cut off Boss Tanaka's head, because he didn't like her for being Chinese and American as well as Japanese."

She pauses.

"Not that I want you to cut of Fifi's head the next time she tries to eat you."

((Open to anyone who's passing by!))

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( Owl to Chance, not remotely warded (though it probably should be) )

( Owl to Thomas, delivered by one angry-looking bird) )

( Owl to Jim Halpert and Dwight Schrute )

( Owl to Rose Casson, carrying a small parcel )

( Crumbled up, lying in a wastebin )

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It's funny how sometimes you can spend months in the same place, and suddenly it can be completely different overnight. Things change so fast that sometimes it's hard to keep up. I guess that sometimes you really just need to take the time to think it through and realise what it is you really want.

JD smiled as he walked across the piles of snow that had drifted up against the greenhouses, and forged his way through the thick blanket of snow that now covered the grounds. Wrapped up in his brand new hat, scarf and gloves he recieved as part of his Christmas haul, he kicked the snow playfully, thinking about everything. He needed to sort things out in his head before he and Jack talked through seriously, otherwise he was going to screw something up, and the last thing he wanted right now was that. Really, he just needed to think about things and talk to people, get himself sorted out. If he can just sort out himself, he knew that he could get everything else right.

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Location: the grounds
Current Music: "Captain Jack"

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Rose has finally opened the presents from Santa, and sends a brief note to the gifter.

( Unwarded letter to Santa/Jack Harkness )

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( The envelope is covered in chalk )

( Dear St. Nicholas, Santa, Santa Clause, Father Christmas or whatever alias you are using now--unwarded owl )

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Rose is in the library, in deep concentration. She is writing a letter to someone, which is odd for Rose.

Were one to peek over her shoulder, they would see:

'Dear Santa,

It is Rose here (Permanent Rose not the Rose from Class 4) and I would like to notify you of a change of address because now I live in a magic school called Hogwarts.
Also here is what I want for Christmas.
*New paints (oil-based)
*A proper canvas
*Linseed oil
*A big sculpting block
*Sculpting tools
*Sarah to get better
*Saffy to laugh more
*Indigo to not get so thin
*Tom to come back
*Caddy to marry Darling Michael
*Daddy to come back to Mummy

If you can fulfil these wishes I would be very happy.

Love Rose
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx'

She sucks the end of her pencil. It needs something more, but what?

Current Location: The library

canes-can-kill.livejournal.com

( Mick Jagger the honey badger is sent with a warded note, charmed to form a mouth and scream hysterically at anybody other than Rose. )

Current Mood: triumphant
Current Location: The Library
Current Music: Wilson's self-satisfaction at coming up with E-D Syndrome

canes-can-kill.livejournal.com

( Mick Jagger the honey badger is sent with a warded note tied around his neck. )

Current Mood: obsessive

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The first charm that House learned since he arrived was, of course, designed to annoy. Sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, facing the entrance of the Hospital Wing, he employed this while bouncing a ball onto the floor, against the opposite wall, and back into his hands. On each bounce, a new sound blared; a lion's roar, a whale's cry, a monkey's hoot. The most recent, a rather obnoxious cow moo, only served to widen his rather gleeful smirk.

If he could, House would be bouncing the noisy ball inside the Wing, but the last time he'd been there he'd promptly been shipped out and restrained with wards tailored to prevent him entering again. It was a pity, but it meant that he could be extra irritating about it. That was his goal, after all.

"Is there a Madame Agnes Nutter in the house?" He hollered.

Current Location: Hospital Wing

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Having once again secured the services of a new teaching assistant, and having been obliquely reproached by said assistant for the infrequency of classes at Hogwarts, Dr Maturin felt perhaps it would be proper to hold office hours. The practice served more than one purpose: besides fulfilling one's duty as faculty, it gave one occasion to hear confidences and matters of interest that one might not otherwise hear in the course of one's work. Students who attended Stephen's office hours rarely limited themselves to the discussion of potions.

Thus the faithful elf Aloysius posted signs outside the Great Hall, in each house's common room, and on Stephen's office door:

Office hours for Potions are being held. Current and prospective students are welcome to drop by Professor Maturin's office to discuss any issue of interest to them.

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A woman appears in the Sorting Room, dressed in a shapeless and grimy grey shift. The grime cannot conceal that she is exquisitely beautiful -- too beautiful for her own good, it could be said. She appears to be quite distraught.

She answers the application questions aloud, her voice shrill and strained, hoarse from overuse. Wherever she was before this, it was not a place she wanted to be, that much is clear. She seems not to know she is not still there.

( I will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage. )

(( All the Song of Ice and Fire muns have given their consent to this ~~horrible, horrible~~ application. ))

(( ETA: as of this point in the Sorting, Cersei has been cleaned up and is well-dressed. Also, many Song of Ice and Fire spoilers are now present in the comments. If you want to avoid spoilers, you may want to avoid especially any of the threads involving

jaime_lackhand,

ugly_imp, or

maid_brienne. ))

Current Location: Sorting Room
Current Music: Courtney Love, "I'll Do Anything"

degeneratewolfe.livejournal.com

Now that he's become somewhat familiar with the layout of the school, Valentine decides to make good on his Sorting bribe to the Hat. He had tortured the location of the kitchens out of an unlucky house elf earlier that week (the elf had been more than happy to tell him where they were, but Valentine had been bored and had found the screaming house elf to be funny) and was now there happily mixing together cupcake ingredients. Sure, he could have asked a house elf to do it, and thus avoided the inevitable flour all over his nice black clothes, but they probably would have protested once he started spiking the cupcake batter.

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Location: Kitchens

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( Dear Headmistress )

EDIT: ((Important OOC note: Unless you guys really, really want to, I have no real intention of RPing the preparations for the Halloween party. It feels like Jack is spamming the comm~~, and seriously, if I hear the word “Halloween” one more time, I’ll quite probably scream~~. >.< It’ll be one of those things we’ll just say happened, for the sake of the game.))

( For Rose Casson )

( For Osaka )

( For Anya Jenkins )

( For Nessarose )

( For Christine Daae )

( For Sarah )

( For Haruhi )

( For Kazuo Kiriyama )

( For Ryuuji )

Current Mood: hopeful

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Agnes marched about the Wing in her usual, brisk manner, cleaning instruments and hexing the odd Doxie as she went. Agnes supported magical creatures in general, and they were obviously very useful in potion and spell ingredients, but she drew the line when they managed to break into the liquor cabinet, that was for employees only. Also, mostly her, but still, the excess Doxies had to go. God knew what other creatures were staying in the ward, but Agnes was sensible enough to restrict them to unused areas, like ward three, and she wouldn't let the more dangerous creatures in, the wards made sure of that. Thinking on that, she brushed the wall with her ancient wand, sending a wave of sparks, glyphs and sigils glowing along the wall and over the roof. The wards were still strong. Good. Who said mild paranoia was bad? The Hospital Wing was warded so heavily that it was almost like a castle in it's own right....

Current Location: Hospital Wing
Current Music: "Moon River"

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The classroom looked more like a store room for Halloween props than anything else. On the floor were several wheeled steel contraptions, on which various beautifully tailored costumes hung, ready to be tried on by those lovely volunteers that should be showing up any minute now. On a desk in the corner was an assortment of Halloween face-paint and finishing touches, including but not limited to fake blood, vampire fangs, and long witches' nails. Accessories were scattered pretty much everywhere, hats, wigs, masks, shoes, wands, tridents, jewellery... There was an abundance of everything. Jack had really gotten a little too excited.

"This is Halloween, this is Halloween, pumpkin scream in the dead of night..."

Jack hummed merrily to himself as he walked around the classroom with a clipboard, carefully ticking off every single item on his list. He wanted to make sure he had gotten everything for his helpful volunteers! This was going to be such a happy Halloween indeed! He returned to his desk, making a few final notes. He was ready for people to show up for their try-outs, and he could not wait to get started!

He walked up to the door and peeked outside into the corridor, hoping to see someone come by.

Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: The Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack

pumpkinpatchsir.livejournal.com

Notices suddenly appear in the Great Hall and in every common room.

Attention, people of Hogwarts!

Halloween is approaching, and as the Pumpkin King it is my duty to begin the preparations for this, the greatest of Holidays! To make sure that this day does not pass by unnoticed, I am asking you, the denizens of Hogwarts, to assist me in making this Halloween the most frightful one ever! Can you scream until the windows rattle, can you howl or wail or screech? Flaunt your talents! This is your chance!

On the 30th of September, this Saturday, I shall be holding interviews in the empty classroom near the Great Hall. If you are interested in participating behind the scenes of Halloween, then please write your name, House, and your desired costume, then come to speak with me on Saturday. If you have trouble thinking of a costume, then add a short description of yourself, and I will be delighted to assist you. I am in the market for zombies, ghouls, ghosts, witches, vampires, werewolves, monsters, demons, devils, mummies, wicked spirits, banshees, mischievous imps and goblins and nightmares of every sort, not to mention trick-or-treaters to cause trouble around the castle. Do YOU have what it takes?

Questions? Need advice from a motivational ~~spooker~~ speaker? Feel free to owl me!

- Jack Skellington, Pumpkin King.

((Everyone who volunteers will instantly become a part of the Hogwarts_Hocus Halloween Hextravaganza. Tips on how to scare the more intimidating characters in the game are always welcome. Don't worry, I've got evil clowns at the top of my list already! =D))

Current Mood: anxious

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Elwood had spent the greater part of the morning examining the school, trying to get a feel for the environment. It was, as he had found very early on, going to take some time to understand; the place was big enough even without considering the moving staircases and secret passages. Not to say that he minded, though. This made for an interesting time, and he figured that if he could begin to work out the routes, he would be well set in case of trouble.

He eyed the paintings, curious sights with their moving figures. A few had startled him by speaking, but by now he had gotten somewhat used to them, and tried his best not to be bothered by them. Some had even proven helpful, directing him toward a somewhat hidden passage. At this point, Elwood was going to be picky; he'd take help where he could find it.

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Owls!

Owl to Jadzia Dax

Open RP

Open RP at the school steps!

So many owls!

Open RP in the grounds

Owl to Santa

Owls to House and Santa

Open RP in the library: Rose writes to Santa

Note to Rose Casson

Honey badger to Rose Casson

Open RP in the Hospital Wing

open to all students: office hours for Potions

application for Cersei Lannister (A Song of Ice and Fire)

Open RP: Valentine Makes Cupcakes

LOTS of owls!

Open RP in the Hospital Wing

Semi-Open RP: Jack holding interviews.

Jack reaches out to people.

Open RP in a hallway... somewhere. Yep.

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