[identity profile] scarysensei.livejournal.com
[OOC: Iruka is from manga chapter 450, "The Joyful Village". Possible spoilers in the comments, but not the post itself. Hope I'm doing this right.. if not, smack me down, daddy!]

Iruka froze. One minute he'd been sitting on the grass outside, alone, watching the sun go down. He was now sitting on a stone floor, in a small room with a desk. In a flash he was pressed against the wall, hand dipping into his thigh-pack for a kunai - I'm running low on those, better keep hand-to-hand and throw as few of them as possible - his head turning sharply to discern if anyone was in the room. He heard nothing and after searching the place for a minute or so with his eyes, he half-relaxed, staying alert for any noise but losing the tense posture. His eyes had noticed the desk earlier and he stepped towards it curiously, then jerked backwards as the quill rose without support, dipped itself neatly in the ink and began to write with sure sharp strokes. After ensuring it wasn't a threat, Iruka began to read what was there.

Either Iruka knows English or there is a nifty little charm in place here~ )

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

[OOC: Edited once to change a word ("cloak" to "flak jacket"). I was too into the Potter-y vibes to be paying attention to the fact that he doesn't wear a cloak.]
[identity profile] chinasorrows.livejournal.com
((OOC: In the Skulduggery Pleasant canon, when a person first sees China Sorrows, they fall instantly in love. The ability isn't gender bias, it will affect men and women equally. In addition, within the canon, is the susceptibility to control somone once their name is known. These abilities may or may not affect the characters at Hogwarts if that is the mun's preference. If you think it will be fun to play into it, e.g. to let a character fall for China, then you'll need to let me know through OOC or pm. For more information on China, check her user profile. Her mun.))

China Sorrows; her hair, black as deepest sin, framed her face while her eyes, as pale as her brother’s had been, scanned the sorting room. The heavy doors closed behind her with a soft fwump. The skirt she wore was a light green, and the jacket was of a green deeper than a thousand crushed emeralds. Her necklace was exquisite, having cost two very fine men their lives. At times, she wore it as a tribute to their sacrifice. Other times, she wore it because it went well with the skirt.

China walked to the desk at the far end of the room, situated below the large arched windows that overlooked the lush grounds of the castle. When she sat down in the chair the quill, having been unanimated next to a scruffy piece of parchment, became animated, standing at attention on its gold-point. China eyed it. A small smile graced her lips. She noticed that as she leant in to read the parchment, the quill was slowly turning clockwise on the desktop, grinding into the grain. Curious, she thought.

At the parchment’s top it explained that any verbal answers would be written down by the quill. The addendum and questions were all written in the elegant, Edwardian script. She was intrigued. She read on.

Allow me to elucidate... )

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus  faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. __China Sorrows__
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. __China Sorrows__.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. __China Sorrows__.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. __China Sorrows__"
[identity profile] mello-n-choco.livejournal.com
OOC: No real god-modding here. We RPed it out in google docs before posting it, so Kuronue's part was written by Kuronue-mun.

There are times I wonder about the general stupidity of the populace in this school. Just what won't they do? A lot, if not all, know that any food laying about may possibly be hexed, and yet a great number of them will still try the food. Some put it down to chance, others, like that stupid fox, do it for entertainment. Would they still do it if they knew the food was hexed?

I wonder, though, just how I'm going to set this up. Obviously, it has to be in the Great Hall. That's where the most people will be exposed at any given time.

I'd need a confederate, though, someone else to mask my appearance in the Great Hall. Someone who wouldn't mind being the 'fall guy' should things go wrong. Near's out in that regard. He's no one's 'fall guy,' least of all mine. Matt's too into L and his games to be of much use. He is my best friend, but, honsetly, how much listening to him go on and on about how great L is can a guy be expected to stomach? Kurama's too much of a pain in the ass right now, mostly because I'm still avoiding him, trying to fix things in my own head. Kuronue though, Kuronue openly admitted he ate them for amusement until he found one interesting. He displayed an active interest in ruining other peoples' days. That at least, is something worth using to my advantage. It wouldn't be too unusual for Kuronue to be blamed for something like that, if it falls through, considering how much of an ass he is.
In which a confederate is recruited )

OOC: Standard, sort of, chocolate plot, save the chocolates are accurately labeled as to their effect and duration (4 hours). Have fun with 'em ;)
ETA: Albel/Kuronue thread NSFW ;)
[identity profile] future-tinman.livejournal.com
He knew he had to open his eyes, and he didn't want to.

Wasn't the point of dying that you got to close your eyes for good? "I'll sleep when I'm dead" and all that? Except that he'd been dead twice now, and it wasn't turning out to be the restful experience he'd thought it would be. The last time he'd woken up from eternal slumber had been a nightmare.

You are an infiltration prototype. )

"I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___MW_________
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. __MW_________.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. __MW_________.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ___MW__________"
[identity profile] catcherandrye.livejournal.com
Aoi was quick to discover that Hogwarts was very...archaic. Of course the first thing he'd done was look for technology, and he'd come across the Compy Room. The jack that he pulled from his neck didn't match the USB port on any of the computers, so he'd set off in search of materials to make some.He'd at least like to see if he could still dive on the ancient computers he'd found.

In the end he'd taken one of the computers and ripped it apart, and now he was sitting in the middle of the Compy Room, legs crossed underneath him, toying with the motherboard and some other bits and pieces. His left hand seemed to break open, splitting into panels, and he picked and pulled at the bars therein until he pulled out something like a screwdriver, then closed his arm again. He was determined to make an internet connection, even if Mello had basically told him it was pointless trying.

He was the Laughing Man, after all. If he couldn't...then it was hopeless.
[identity profile] noseymaddie.livejournal.com
As the mun should be doing thirty other thingshas some time, she decided it was time to tormentcatch up with Maddie.

Maddie's had it pretty rough here at Hogwarts, ya gotta admit. Tormented by her mun, sent on very awful dates, harassed by a blond mobster brat, turned into a Muppet. What more can happen to her?

Don't ask...the mun will answer.

But, for now, the mun will allow her a measure of peace. Maddie's in the Great Hall, working on writing down some of her adventures. Granted, there is a lot of editing and censoring going on because, really, what publisher in their right mind would publish a book about a magic school? On the table, a pot of coffee, a plate of sandwiches, and, just slightly out of reach, a piece of cake. Maddie's working earnestly with that air of 'I'm obviously busy so please disturb me with inane questions' about her.

Come, help the mun torment her...or you could be nice to her, your choice :D
[identity profile] catcherandrye.livejournal.com
The door to the Sorting Room creaked open, and a dark haired young adolescent peaked around the corner. He paused, blinked, waited a while, then stepped in and closed the door behind him.

He walked a little into the room, and stopped before the chair, then took a seat, staring down at the application. His eyes were blank and empty, but the was an oddness about him, something that warned that darkness lay underneath.

The sharp intelligence of the boy's analytical mind could be seen through the dark fog of his eyes as he stared at the floating quill. There was, for a moment, also something like curiosity and wonder. These traits all vanished under the emotionless void soon enough. He placed his hands in his lap and and read the application aloud before giving his answers.

Dive within for elucidation... )


"I have read the
[community profile] hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____Aoi_______
I have read the
[community profile] hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ______Aoi_____.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____Aoi______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____Aoi________"
[identity profile] good-golly-day.livejournal.com
((Taken from the end of Petals on the Wind . There will be spoilers. Also, I have chosen to write up the app in first person, but all comments will be made using third-person narration, because I can be snarkier that way.))

I think I was upstairs, in the attic, looking at those two twin beds I'd shoved so close together when it happened. I don't remember too clearly what I was doing, only that one moment I was at home, and the next I was here, dressed in my favorite leotard and pointes, in this drafty room. The chill in the air caused my nipples to harden, and I stared for a moment at my body, still supple and graceful even though I was nearly 30. Good golly dayy, but all the practicing I was still doing even though I no longer had a chance of being a prima balerina had kept my figure svelte and lithe! I had never had to worry about things like keeping post-pregnancy weight, nor did I have any stretch marks! I was beautiful, and I reveled in my beauty!

I glanced around the room, rubbing my arms to warm myself up. I was in a drafty stone hall. I wondered if I was back at Foxworth Hall somehow, then reminded myself that was foolish! The Grandmother and Grandfather hadn't gone for castles. Oh, their houses had been grand, but there was no glitter, nor were there any priceless objets d'art in the room. There was only a table, upon which rested a stack of papers, with a quill pen hovering over them.

Suddenly frightened, I ran to the door, pounding my fists against the wood, but nothing happened. I flung myself against it, trying to break it down, screaming for Chris, for Doctor Paul, for Julian, even for Bart, even though the latter three were now dead!

Nothing availed me, and eventually I felt a bit foolish. I walked over to the table and sagged heavily in a chair, staring at the papers. Surely someone had to come collect them! I couldn't just be locked in here forever, alone, without even my Christopher Doll for company... could I? And I might as well fill this paper out. It would give me something to do before I was rescued!

Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand / And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand. )

I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus faq and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. Catherine Doll
I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one. Catherine Doll
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Catherine Doll
One day, marmelade will rule the world. Catherine Doll

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