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There is piece of parchment hung up in several locations around Hogwarts castle, saying the following:

Attention Hogwarts Students and Staff

(Especially the Budding Poets, Artists, Actors, Philosophers and Bleeding Hearts),

Come be a part of the first official meeting of the Hogwarts' chapter of the reinstated Dead Poets Society. Meet at midnight at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, TONIGHT. Bring a favorite poem or inspirational quote, or even bring some work of your own to share with the rest of the club. EVERYBODY MUST READ. (Unless you're really painfully shy.)

Come, let poetry drip from your tongues like honey. Spirits will soar, women will swoon, and gods will be created!

Neil was very pleased that he'd finally taken this step. He'd missed the old Dead Poets Society, but was looking forward to the new potential Hogwarts would bring. Shortly before midnight, he took out his flashlight, snuck out of the Gryffindor dormitory and went down to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He spread out a blanket, sat down, and waited.

((OOC: Open RP; anyone can feel free to join in on in-progress threads.))

spiderthatwaits.livejournal.com

((Spoilers for the first book of the Lady Penitent trilogy, and some mild ones for War of the Spider Queen))

( Abyss take me? It already has… but where? )

He glanced around once more and waited. He was well used to that.

tamwood.livejournal.com

((OOC Note: Ivy is a living vampire, which means that she was born with the vampire virus, but she is not truly undead. Nonetheless, other vampires would be able to sense it - and other magically inclined people, too. So feel free to notice away :P))

There were very few things that Ivy Tamwood expected to be confronted with as soon as she staggered out of bed. A tornado of Jenks' kids in the kitchen was usually typical, as was Rachel puttering around and cooking up spells. On the rare occasions it was Rachel planning, or edgy Rachel (especially if Ivy had been slightly less than iron willed the previous night). Or even Jenks drunk on honey. She could deal with any of those things in the morning.

But what Ivy did not expect was to be transported into the middle of a castle. Especially when she was dressed in little but a silk black robe, clutching a mug of tea. She hadn't even had a chance to brush her hair. The morning, interestingly enough, generally revealed an altogether very human Ivy. An odd occurrence, especially when one was a living vampire.

Ivy blinked slowly, coming out of early morning fogginess and into awareness, her nostrils flaring as she took in the room. The application paper was noted with nothing more than a cursory, disinterested glance. She had much more interesting things to think about.

"Rachel!" She hissed loudly, her sudden anger out of place with her rumpled appearance. "I know you're around here! Six months and-" Cutting herself off, Ivy took a deep breath and settled her tea down onto the nearby table, still glaring rather grumpily around the room.

( Questions. By the Turn, this had better not be some sort of test. )

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ______IT______
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____IT______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____IT______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ______IT_______

Current Mood: disgruntled
Current Location: Sorting Room

ditzy-aphrodite.livejournal.com

There is a change in the Popcorn Room. Suddenly, where there was once a kernel of popcorn amongst many other kernals of popcorn, there is a lovely red-blonde woman wearing nothing but some butter and salt. She looks down at herself, and wrinkles her nose.

"Ew! How did that happen?!"

There is a flash of light, and then she's got blonde curly hair, is wearing what's essentially pink lingerie, and smells faintly of a floral perfume. She smiles.

"Much better. Now...what's this?" Aphrodite looks around curiously, and examines the other popcorn kernels and plaques, along with her own plaque. "Hogwarts? Hufflepuff? Huh?" The names sounded vaguely familiar, but that was about it. She pouted at the annoyance of being somewhere she didn't expect, and that it seemed she should know but didn't, then shrugged and she hit on a brilliant plan. She could just find the nearest person and get them to tell her what was going on! With this plan in mind, Aphrodite steps out of the Popcorn Room into one of the Hogwarts corridors.

Current Mood: curious
Current Location: Outside the Popcorn Room

seafoamrisen.livejournal.com

*Ella Fitzgerald's version of "Let's Do It (Let's Fall in Love)" plays*

Hello, everyone! It's me, Aphrodite Kytherea, Kallipygos, Basilis, and all those other lovely titles you lot have bestowed on me over the millenia. It's an honor, my darlings, to be hosting this, the thirtieth installment of Radio WART (unless you count the pirate broadcasts, but who's counting, loves?).

( Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it. Let's do it... )

And that's all from me, my dear ones. Floo lines are open, if you'd like to chat. Up next at WART is Strong Bad, so send your requests to him! After Strong Bad, we have ... oh my. A most unusual co-hosting! Our beloved DADA professor, Remus Lupin, will be sharing the airwaves with everyone's favorite Japanese Psychopuff, Miss Gogo Yubari. Won't that be a show, my dears?

Oh, and a late-breaking update: we'll have another co-hosted show after Professor Lupin and Yubari-san -- Mr Ryuuji Otogi and Professor Stephen Maturin! I do hope they don't do a show entirely about potions. *giggle* Teasing, loves, teasing; I'm sure it'll be wonderful!

((OOC note: And now that I have gotten the "Mighty Aphrodite" thing out of my system for once and for all, you will not be reading it again. Just sayin'.))

Current Mood: energetic
Current Location: WART

spiritoferos.livejournal.com

Welcome, little mortals, to WART Seventeen! I, Eros, the ever-lovely god of love, sex and beauty, will be your host for tonight. Of course, since you silly little things can’t handle your own love lives properly, there are a lot of unhappy love songs scheduled. I could fix things for you of course, but why should I let you lot be happy when my wife of several thousand years suddenly decided that we might not be soulmates?

You spend millennia with a person and then suddenly, they turn on you. Just like that!

Mortals are untrustworthy, fickle little creatures. Never, ever love one. Then again, I suppose that most of you aren’t attractive enough for anything else…

Poor things. I’d feel sorry for you, but I’m busy pitying myself because I LOST MY WIFE.

( And eventually, he does get around to playing music... )

Floo lines are open for any whiners out there who want to air their problems on air. Next up on the DJ roster are Ryuuji and Mai, both lovely little mortal worshippers of mine, then Oliver Wood whose love affair with his broom is legendary, and finally, Paul and Terry who had that little bout of comfort sex a while back but haven't done anything truly interesting together since then.

Current Mood: jealous
Current Music: This Much Fun - Cowboy Mouth

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