[identity profile] ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com
The contestants are led from the limos to the house ... )

The pairs were:

  • Bad Boyz 4 Lyfe: Bucky Katt and Kuronue, room 2.

  • SnarkBros: Vislor Turlough and Dean Winchester, room 7.

  • Pretty in Pink: Cathy Dollanganger and the Shoggies, room 1.

  • Team Beefcake: Beowulf Ecgtheowsson and Captain Jack Harkness, room 3.

  • Bat and Bait: The Scout and Adam Milligan, room 4.

  • Sparkle and Kimono: George St. Bartleigh and Sanada Yukimura, room 6.

  • Team Estrogen: Glorificus and Maddie Magellan, room 5.




Once the entire group of fourteen was assembled, the house-elves herded them into the Hat Shore house's dining room, where each was required to sit in a suspensor chair. A map of Arrakis hanging on the dining-room wall revealed its true purpose: it wasn't a map, it was a television screen! The desert geography dissolved into the familiar interior of Hogwarts' own Great Hall, with Ariane Emory somberly gazing into the camera, microphone in hand.

Welcome to Hat Shore. )

Elric the Adjudicator lays down the laws )

Before anyone could pose a question about the rules, the Adjudicator raised a hand to ward off such foolish attempts. "Questions will not be taken at this time. Rules are not up for debate. Contestants, to your rooms! Craft supplies await you!"

And indeed they did. Tons of craft supplies had been brought to each room by the house elves while the contestants were listening to Elric. Many colors of felt, glitter and glue, ample markers and butcher paper, a bulletin board for each room, and -- the pièce de resistance -- each room had its very own Bedazzler.
[identity profile] iam-beowulf.livejournal.com
On the day of the Hufflepuff-hosted potluck, the Great Hall had been transformed to accommodate the event, courtesy of Skwisgaar, a few of his bandmates, and several other helpful volunteers from Hufflepuff -- and one Ravenclaw. Skwisgaar and Toki's adoptive dragon-son, Smaug, had assisted with arranging some of the heavier items.

(Beowulf hadn't been much help at all; he was busy worrying about missing Yule Goat gifts, and haranguing house-elves to bring him replacements so no one would go ungifted. Many copies of the Tarvunty would be given out, from the sound of it.)

The enchanted ceiling of the hall offered an unobstructed view of the evening sky: clouds painted in brilliant shades of coral and lavender, fading to pale gold toward the horizon.

Luxurious black satin tablecloths covered the rows of tables, and places were set with exquisite crystal goblets and sterling silver cutlery. Elegant candelabras were scattered across the tables, and a much greater multitude of candles had been enchanted to hang in the air like fireflies -- and not drip wax -- at such a height that only Smaug might be in peril of bumping into any. Deep crimson draperies adorned the tall windows, tied back with black cords.

Several enormous fountains featuring somewhat morbid sculptures had been placed around the hall, quietly flowing with red wine, and there was also an assortment of tall fir trees, festively decorated for the Yule holiday.

A, Skwisgaar, and Beowulf all had places of honour at the head of separate tables: the Hufflepuff prefects' chairs were draped with graceful lengths of black and gold velvet, and the Gryffindor prefect's with red and gold velvet, to set them apart from the rest.

One row of tables had been designated exclusively for food and drink, and they were differentiated by their crimson tablecloths. Per Skwisgaar's request, Berwald Oxenstierna had been hard at work all day preparing a proper Swedish smörgåsbord: there was gravlax, kroppkakor, Swedish meatballs (of course), pickled herring, a variety of tasty items for open faced sandwiches, ostkaka, waffles with a selection of toppings (jam, whipped cream, ice cream), chokladboll, and kladdkaka. A had been equally busy, preparing a roast lamb, brussels sprouts, panettone, and, also by Skwisgaar's request, homemade lingonberry jam. In addition, a small area was set up with stacks of fresh baked butter cookies, along with bowls of icing and various toppings to decorate them with, should any guests wish to.

The presence of Valentine Wolfe, who had arrived with Vladimir Harkonnen to deliver the booze ahead of time, assured that several of these items would undoubtedly be drugged, unbeknownst to any of the prefect hosts.

Outdoors, on the lawn, wood was piled high for Beowulf's festive bonfire. He had tried to transfigure it all into one gigantic Yule log, with little success; here and there, the lengths of lumber appeared to have melted into one another and recongealed into their proper consistency, but it was still just a pile of firewood for the most part. Overenthusiastic house elves had added bits of furniture to the firewood. A safe distance from the firepit, a sleigh sat mired in mud; it was filled with nothing but heaps of fur robes. When dinner was over, Beowulf would blow his golden horn and lead the revelers out to light the fire.

But first: food! and the exchanging of presents!


(( OOC note: Any item may be safe or may have been spiked by Valentine, at your wish. If spiked, the nature of the character's altered state is entirely up to the player. Since we already have a chocolate plot running thanks to the enchanted water, Valentine's spiked goodies may alter or nullify the effects that the enchanted water may have induced. as the player sees fit. Or it may leave those effects in place and simply add another simultaneous effect. The more, the merrier.

One more thing: If your characters become inclined toward NSFW action, please split it into a separate post rather than RPing the NSFWness in the party post. Ditto for anything triggery -- anything that you'd normally put a warning on. Putting it in a separate post as a closed RP means you can put the appropriate warning right on the label, with a nice LJ-cut for everyone's protection. ))
[identity profile] ariemorytwo.livejournal.com
sequela@hogwarts.IntraNet.net posted:

Hello. How are you? I am new to Hogwarts and have some questions of the kind new people sometimes think and seldom have the opportunity to ask.

Do you like your House? What is the best thing about it? What is your least favorite thing about it?

Do you like Hogwarts? What is the best thing about it? What is your least favorite thing about it?

What is the funniest thing the Hat has ever done to you or a person you know?

What is the worst thing the Hat has ever done to you or a person you know?

Who is the handsomest man at Hogwarts? Who is the most beautiful woman?

Do you like cheese?

Thank you for your time.
[identity profile] good-golly-day.livejournal.com
((No actual cest will occur in this post, but it is still NSFW.))

I love it, I hate it, I feel like a whore/ I give it, I take it, I come back for more. )
[identity profile] lion-in-white.livejournal.com
((Intended for a couple of specific characters, but I'm leaving the RP open in case anyone new would like to meet Jaime. Post edited to remove spoiler, but thread will likely contain them, so tell me if you mind being spoiled.))

Jaime misliked Hogwarts. He misliked the Sorting Hat and its coy hints. Whatever was in store for him, he'd prefer to face it head-on.

Given the nature of Hogwarts, he couldn't. He wasn't one to accept such inability, but in the end, he wasn't Tyrion. He was not the Lannister brother whose weapon was wit and cunning. He was the Lannister brother whose weapon was a sword. A sword he'd given away, at that.

This would be why he was sitting in the Little Green Apple, drinking. He was wearing his white cloak, grimy though it was. He wore it to remind himself who he was, or who he ought to be.
[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] adm-zex.livejournal.com
Zex posted a list on the board, and just in case anyone missed it sent out owls.
Some of the elves took it upon themselves to charge up the cattle-prods in case they were needed as chaperons. And they provide an excuse if the muns want to enforce an impossible date.

EDIT: I had to switch a few around. Hopefully this won't inconvenience anybody.

Pairings!

Fuuaka-Dwight Schrute

Maddie-Andrew Baines Bernard

Teru-Sage

Ryuk-Kameo

Kuronue- Cathy- Zex (Cathy: You didn't specify a threesome date, but I thought you'd probably appreciate two handsome men. Males, anyway.)

Jehrek- Primavera

Miranda-George
[identity profile] grandmasteryoda.livejournal.com
There was something of a mess in the Great Hall.

On one of the long tables, Yoda sat, surrounded by felt squares, fake fur, pillow stuffing, buttons, needle, and thread. "Shoo," he told a house elf who tentatively tried to pick up some of the discarded scraps of felt. "Recycled into something else, that can be, yes." He was not exactly sure what yet, but there would doubtless be some use for small rectangular scraps of felt at some point in the future.

He picked up his needle and thread and finished sewing the final detail onto his masterpiece: a triangle of fake brown fur under something that could be described as a mouth if one was feeling generous. Satisfied, he sat back and giggled to himself, holding up the finished project.

Voila, a cuddly stuffed bantha!
[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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