[identity profile] lemondrop-party.livejournal.com
(( this post is for entertainment purposes only. Albus is not a real therapist. Admittedly inspired by nonsensical sidechat.))

Albus Dumbledore felt he should be doing more on behalf of the children and adults of New Hogwarts. (That was how he sometimes thought of the school, in the Hat-ruled state it had either enjoyed or suffered for some time — oh, it had been years, true; but he had been at Old Hogwarts, proper Hogwarts, for decades longer than the current order had endured, with its Furby and its Kojiro. The change would always feel new to him.)

Perhaps these older students did not need his guidance, or his magical tutelage. Perhaps all he could offer was a cup of tea, a listening ear or a shoulder berobed in absorbent purple WizardGard (the better to wick away tears from the face of a sobbing friend). But offer it he should, and must!

So little fliers were sent out.


Are you oppressed by gloom or doubt?
Do you feel alone in this world?
Would you like a lemondrop or a digestive biscuit?

Know that you are welcome to visit
the office of Professor Emeritus Dumbledore.
[identity profile] smaug-thegolden.livejournal.com
From Smaug to Elric, Ancalagon, Dethklok, Shoggies, Ofdensen, Raistlin, and Igor:

Smaug had very little understanding of Valentine's Day, having only heard from Toki and Skwisgaar that it was a 'dildos hearts day', with some manner of possibly coercive celebration involved. From this he'd inferred that it was a day when one gave their family, friends, and associates hearts. And if his adoptive parents were celebrating it, well...

ExpandI think you know where this is going. )
[identity profile] ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com
Clearly, the residents of Hat Shore needed something to do to keep from getting restless, much like a giant hamster ball. But once the idea of shoving everybody into a giant hamster ball had been nixed, the next best thing had been arranged: a boot camp! It would get everybody out into the open air, give everyone a chance to burn off energy, and provide a good laugh to all and sundry.

Being a wise and all-knowing and general busybody of a Hat who could indeed read minds while Sorting (even if it liked talking for talking's sake), the Hat had the perfect candidate in mind to be drafted into its fun. A few consultations were made, owls were exchanged, and Yoda, former Grand Master of the Jedi Order, found himself in charge of Hat Shore's Boot Camp.

ExpandHat Shore goes to camp. Not a happy camp. )

((Yoda will be available upon request--please note so in the subject line of your reply.

In order to pick a winner, the mods request that participating contestants go to random.org and use the number generator on the front page, 1 to 100, on the subject line of each first event post for your character. We will be operating on an honor system. At 11 p.m. US Eastern time on Wednesday, February 9, the mods will be totaling up the numbers and determining the winner thusly. Any further IC interactions--races, dueling, etc.--should be handled as usual, with communication between players to determine what, if anything, they wish to happen.

Have fun with each other and the environment!))
[identity profile] ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com
ExpandThe 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.

ExpandWelcome to Hat Shore. )

ExpandElric 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] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
((Following Smaug-mun's lead since it's almost the 25th over here anyway. :D))

ExpandSkwisgaar's gifts to Toki )

Skwisgaar and Toki's 2010 holiday cards feature another family portrait on the front: They're dressed as Vikings in the snow, each holding two of their Shoggies, and Smaug's behind them, his head lowered so it's within the frame. In the far distance the rest of the Hogwarts Shoggies can be seen pelting Elric with snowballs. Each card has a message wishing the recipient a brutal holiday and is signed by Skwisgaar and Toki, with four squiggles representing their Shoggies' signatures and a small draconic-looking rune representing Smaug's, drawn courtesy of Elric.

Their gifts would be delivered by house elves and owls late at night on the 24th.


Expandto Elric & Smaug )

Expandto the rest of Dethklok plus Ofdensen )

Expandto just Nathan )

Expandto just Pickles )

Expandto just Murderface )

Expandto just Ofdensen )

Expandto the Shoggies )

Expandto Kaylee )

Expandto Sweden )

Expandto Oly )

Expandto Jasper )

Expandto Vladimir & Valentine )

Expandin addition, to Jasper, Vladimir, and Valentine together )

Expandto the raptor )

Expandto Nidhögg )

Expandto Asajj Ventress )
[identity profile] iam-beowulf.livejournal.com
Beowulf loved the Secret Santa exchange. He had loved it ever since Pippi Longstocking gave him the gift of rainbow-striped scarf, hat, and matching gloves, which he wore every year at Yule thereafter.

The concept of Santa, however, had very little to do with the holiday cheer Beowulf knew best. This year, he decided, as Gryffindor Prefect he would take matters into his own hands.

Posters went up everywhere, dictated by Beowulf to about twenty Dictaquills writing on twenty different sheets of parchment at once, and subsequently tacked up by house elves in all the usual places.



HWÆT! Yule tide does approach!

We call upon you to give gifts to one another, in the manner of a Yule Goat. If you do this, a Yule Goat will also give a gift unto you! If you fail to honor your pledge of gift-giving, a Yule Goat will disapprove!

Note the name by which you are called, if you wish to take part in this jolly exchange!

You have until the 10th day of December to make your pledge. On the 11th day of December, you will be told the name of the Hogwartsman whose Yule Goat you will be!




((OOC note!: Wishbone's player has kindly passed the torch to Beowulf this year. Beowulf will be organizing the Secret Santa exchange along the same lines as Wishbone's exchange last year.

Like last year, characters can ICly sign up other characters if the mun has OOC approval from the other character's player. Just note the permission OOCly in your comment.

Either let me know what e-mail address I should associate with that character's player, or what LJ account I should PM, once Beowulf has made all the assignments. ICly the character will receive an owl from Beowulf giving them their assignment, which is how the characters who didn't sign themselves up will find out they are obligated! OOCly, I'll either e-mail or PM each player.))
[identity profile] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
((And possible cameos/lurking by others.))

After giving the recently unpopcorned Kaylee Frye a proper and thorough welcoming back to Hogwarts, Skwisgaar suggested they visit Dethklok's band room and chill for a while, knowing Toki and their Shoggies would still be there and would probably enjoy meeting Kaylee (in rather different ways than the Swede had). Skwisgaar and Kaylee's prior activities could be inferred from the signed paternity waiver, which Skwisgaar had sent off with a house elf to Ofdensen for filing. Maybe Dethklok's CFO would even be proud that Skwisgaar had actually remembered those trivial legal details.

The room was presently home to some of their equipment; guitars and amps, spare drum kits, microphones and even some of Dethklok's custom designed jetbike hovercrafts. Bringing those over had been Pickles' idea -- he'd wanted to race against his bandmates through Hogwarts' winding corridors and down its moving staircases, but the anti-tech field had unfortunately rendered them non-functional at Hogwarts. So there they sat, parked near one of the pillars of the room and illuminated by its eerie light.

ExpandRead more... )
[identity profile] ariemorytwo.livejournal.com
Ari's prioritized action list:

1. Find a computer and attempt to log into Base One. Could be this 21st-century stuff is all someone's elaborate psych.

Attempt made. Ari wasn't surprised that it availed nothing. But she'd had to try.

2. Find Florian and Catlin.

Easiest thing was to send a message to the Hat asking about them. This took some doing: the messaging system here consisted of a fleet of trained owls. The end result: two wizened little green nonhumans showed up at Ari's door in Sparklypoo. They said their names were Flobby and Caddy. When pressed, they admitted these names were short for Floribunda and Cadwallader. Wrong genders, even, for Florian and Catlin. (House elves did seem to have gender; though, thankfully for human sensibilities, their naked forms did not bear primary or secondary sexual characteristics a human would recognize. A good thing. The elves refused to wear clothing, and seemed to take the very offer of any garment as an outrageous affront.)

Because Ari had described her azi in the message she'd sent -- Florian dark and slight, Catlin blonde and tall -- someone had stuck wigs onto the house elves. (Wigs apparently did not count as clothing.)

"Fine," said Ari. "You're my bodyguards."

They grinned and waved their cattle prods.

3. Get messages offworld.

She was hoping for replies to the inquiries she'd owled to the space programs of the major industrial nations: NASA, Roskosmos, and SBASAF. The freight on messages from any of these was likely to be ... well, astronomical. But -- again, as with the computers -- she'd had to try.

4. Familiarize self with grounds.

This was why she was walking away from the castle. Her house-elf bodyguards were trailing far behind her. Ari had a notebook and a Dictaquill, to which she occasionally spoke a few words.
[identity profile] smaug-thegolden.livejournal.com
((Will have NSFW comments, between Skwisgaar and Toki lovin' of varying explicitness and possible gore when Smaug finds some food and/or kills NPCs.

Smaug's Shoggies and any other random Shoggies can come along with Skwisgaar and Toki's too if their mun feels like playing them all. XD There's room.))


Early in the morning on the agreed upon day, Smaug was lying in the shade of the trees at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, awaiting Skwisgaar and Toki. Overseen by Elric, his group of Shoggies had spent the last week hard at work making a double houdah of sorts for him to wear—two large rectangular, canopied stone compartments sat to either side of the spines running centrally down the back of his body, situated at the base of his long neck, before his wings. It was the ideal spot to be for sight-seeing from dragonback. The motif on the stone compartments had been suggested by the Scandinavians themselves, with additional input from Elric, and per Smaug's permission gems and other treasure from his own hoard had been incorporated into the design, with velvet pillows in complementary colours and other such padding lining the interior of each houdah. They were luxurious carriages fit for 'brutal' royalty, as Dethklok would say. He wouldn't want to be seen carrying anything less impressive.

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[identity profile] raistlin-black.livejournal.com
((with possible guest appearances by the Shoggies!))

“The Dragon Orbs were created by all three orders to contain the essence of all dragons, both good and evil,” Raistlin explained as he and Igor made their way to the Forbidden Forest. Igor wanted to recruit them to defend the castle; Raistlin’s motivations were slightly less noble. Dragons were creatures of power and if there was one thing he was drawn to, it was power. He didn’t need the orb to sense the dragons, he could feel the strength of their magic vibrating in the air. “They are powerful enough to summon a dragon, but the user must be strong enough to bend the orb to its will. Lorac Caladon attempted to use an orb to summon a dragon to protect the Silvanesti. He failed. Cyan Bloodbane took control of Lorac through the orb and twisted the lands into a living nightmare.”

ExpandRead more... )

 


[identity profile] i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com
The Baron Vladimir Harkonnen couldn't neglect his favorites on what appeared to be a very popular holiday- it would have been in terrible form. But, it also would have been in terrible form to send the wrong gifts given the holiday's connotations. Too little, and his favorites might feel neglected, too much, and they might get the wrong idea. In the case of Valentine Wolfe, he did intend to convey an extra level of interest, as he unquestionably had romantic feelings towards his fellow overlord, and did want to pursue them further. And, as Jasper was already aware of his feelings, it wasn't as if he could be offended. No, it was the others who were somewhat more challenging- he was fond of all his bedmates, but was quite content with the NSA arrangements with most of them. Eventually he made his decisions, talked Jasper into helping him pick a few things up, and on Valentine's Day, sent out his house-elf on a few deliveries. He also realized that he needed to add Lord Glorfindel to the list, after receiving a strange message delivered by a singing house-elf. The Elf-Lord, strange and inaccessible as he was, was endearingly thoughtful. Vladimir also had a rather strange afterthought- mainly, he wanted to see if his house-elf could deliver something, and thus confirm an identity. And, subtly taunting an enemy under the guise of politeness was always rather amusing. He obtained a few of the gifts himself in Diagon Alley, including Jasper's, so it could be a surprise.

ExpandTo Jasper )

ExpandTo Yukimura )

ExpandTo Kuronue )

ExpandTo Steff )
ExpandTo Lord Glorfindel )

ExpandTo Skwisgaar and Toki )

ExpandTo Paul Atreides )

ExpandTo Elric )
ExpandTo Lord Valentine Wolfe )
[identity profile] i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com
The Baron Vladimir Harkonnen had been wondering when Elric would return. The albino had appeared once at his door after he'd finally agreed to speak with him, and he'd only agreed after he and Valentine Wolfe had almost been eaten by the albino's pet dragon. Although, it was hard to tell which one was the pet- Vladimir seriously wondered if the pet were Elric. In any case, Elric had appeared along with a Shoggy, Shoggy 21.5 to be exact. And Vladimir had agreed to talk to him- which seemed wise, considering the draconic 'encouragement'.

ExpandRead more... )




[identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
The house elves were arranging presents under the tree, well, what can fit anyway. Some of the bigger and more mobile things were placed nearby. Each gift has a pretty tag saying who it's for.

And where was the dog that arranged all this?

Er...he's sleeping on the table. Lots of yummy treats will do that to you.

[[OOC: Secret Santa gifts are here.

I know, four of you are missing gifts (well, two technically, since two of the characters are mine). Rest assured, you will be taken care of.

People who still haven't posted their gifts, you have until tomorrow to post them. Otherwise, one of the pinch hitters will do so instead.]]
[identity profile] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
((Slightly NSFW comments that surprisingly don't involve any sex toy gift baskets in any way.))

ExpandToki's gift from Skwisgaar: )


All the other gifts are collectively from Toki, Skwisgaar, and their Shoggies. The cards included with each feature a photo on the front of the two Scandinavians and their adopted "children": Toki happily grinning in a padded Santa suit, Skwisgaar looking sullen in a reindeer suit (sans antlers, as only girl reindeer have them in winter, of course) with a bell collar, and they're both holding two Shoggies each, who are all wearing black Santa hats and waving with their pseudopods. It's set against a snowy backdrop, and their breath misting in the cold air indicates it was taken on location rather than being a(n even more) cheesy studio family portrait.


ExpandTo Nathan, Pickles, Murderface, and their butler: )
ExpandAdditional gifts specifically to Ofdensen and Nathan together: )
ExpandAdditional gifts specifically to Pickles: )
ExpandAdditional gifts specifically to Murderface: )
ExpandTo their Shoggies, from Toki and Skwisgaar: )
ExpandTo Sweden: )
ExpandTo Smaug: )
ExpandTo Elric: )
ExpandTo Jasper: )
ExpandTo the Baron: )
ExpandTo the raptor: )
ExpandTo A: )
ExpandTo Sunflora: )
[identity profile] i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com
((Jasper, Valentine, and Hook mentions were approved by their players. =) ))

It was time for Part 2 of Baron Vladimir Harkonnen's class on Muggle Warfare. Perhaps slightly overdue, as snow had settled over the grounds, but, he hadn't been willing to hold the event while the infant-sun monstrosity still lingered in the sky. But now, it was gone, and in the Baron's opinion, the overcast weather was no worse than a 'pleasant' summer day on Lankiveil. He'd learned a few tricks to at least enchant garments for warmth, that would make sure that he and his guest were comfortable in the spectator stands. And, snow was a nice backdrop for the inevitable blood. He gave his assistant Jasper the class off, as, he didn't want to tempt his rather interesting reactions to blood- the last incident had made the vampire so very upset. He did ask him to stay in the proper classroom, and wait for the students who inevitably would show up in the wrong place, to direct them to the Quidditch field.

ExpandRead more... )
[identity profile] charlesofdensen.livejournal.com
[[OOC: Cameo by Elric. Door slammed in his face done with permission. Continued from this thread]]

Ofdensen glared at the pale boy that the Shoggies said attacked them. Feeling a bit protective of the Shoggies, he waited till everyone else was in (apparently) Skwisgaar and Toki's room before slamming the door in Elric's face.

He had no idea why he thought "oh no, here we go again" when Smaug said Elric was his friend. Something about that seemed familiar. Almost like a certain clown who's name Ofdensen can't recall.

Ofdensen didn't say anything right now, just looked around the room.

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