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is-not-a-droid.livejournal.com

((Grievous is apped with permission from the active Star Wars muns. As Grievous has ended up with 2 backgrounds, an original one and a retconned one, I should state that this is the Clone Wars CGI series Grievous, and will be adhering to the retconned background info given in this series. I have tried not to be spoilery about the series in his app, but, some amount of spoileryness is liable to come up in comments. Timeline-wise, he is being taken from the current point of the Clone Wars series.))

The new arrival said nothing, standing stark still as he found himself in the Sorting Room. After a few seconds, he glanced about, a low, gravelly growl emanating from somewhere within a body which formed an abrupt and jarring contrast to the mostly-organic sound it emitted. As he wore nothing but a dull greenish-grey cape, most of this body was visible, and aside from his eyes, it appeared to be robotic. The next sound was the metallic clatter of clawed digitgrade feet upon the stones of the Sorting Room floor as General Grievous began to pace, robotic hands clasped behind his hunched back. Aside from the cape, the only other accoutrement worn by the cyborg were four tubes secured to his waist, which occasionally clattered against the white plating of his thighs. As he paced, his yellow lizard-like eyes surveyed his surroundings from behind his elongated skull-like face plate- after a moment, they landed upon the application.

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

arrogantmage.livejournal.com

Over the ruins of Hat Shore, Lezard Valeth hovered. Levitation allowed him to cross the seared and acid-sodden patches of ground without damaging his boots or soiling the hem of his cloak.

His sorceries had already dismantled what remained of the dome that had formerly barred the reality-show set from the grounds beyond. Even Lezard could not have availed against its enchantments, when it was whole. The breach imposed by the terrorbear had robbed it of its power, and now the protean substance was malleable to the mage's whims.

He made of the dome's remnants a gelid stuff which he could shape without touch, waving his wand like a conductor to meld the flows. Soon the area was dotted with castles and stalagmites, spires and crystals.

What should he do next?

makostigma.livejournal.com

Well, he'd been sorted. That meant that he'd finally gotten to leave the strange room he'd appeared in not so long ago. Which was good except that now Cloud had no idea where to go, or what he was supposed to do. He didn't know what being sorted into Hufflepuff meant or if he was supposed to go somewhere in search of it.

It didn't help matters that the only three people he knew at this place were nowhere to be seen. Somehow he and Zack had gotten separated and now Cloud had no idea where he was. The whole place with it's talking portraits and moving staircases was very confusing and he'd spent the better part of two hours wandering around. So of course he was now thoroughly lost.

wineandleather.livejournal.com

The girl who appeared in the popcorn room is unusual, even by Hogwarts standards. It's hard to describe her, as her appearance shifts and changes - no two people are likely to see her the same way, although they might all agree afterwards on a few things. Her hair might float about her head, many-coloured, or be cropped short. Her clothes are mismatched and strangely fitting (and tend to involve fishnet stockings or gloves, for some reason). The only really consistent thing is her eyes, one green with silver flecks, one blue.

And, of course, right now she was drenched in butter.

Delirium looked about herself, wide eyed. "Ooooh. This is exactly not where I was planning to be. I think. But it's very interesting, don't you think, doggie? "

Nobody answered. She frowned, and looked down, to find herself alone apart from two or three tiny iridescent mice she'd created earlier and forgotten about. They ran up her skirt and disappeared again. "Doggie? Barnabas? "

Still calling, she wandered out into the corridor. "Hello? "

((Permission granted from Death-mun. If your character is or has been insane, on large amounts of drugs, or otherwise, well, delirious, feel free to recognise her ;). And let me know if you'd like her to recognise or know slightly too much about them - she can be very perceptive, but she's also forgetful and easily distracted, as you'd expect, really... ETA: Sandman is one of those 'all myths are true'-type canons, so any gods and goddesses or similar beings are also free to know her or know of her. Or not, if you prefer. Background info.))

redunderwearman.livejournal.com

[[I promise to keep the fourth wall awareness to a minimum. And vague enough that the others will just think he's nuts, lol.]]

It was a normal day in the popcorn room, and by normal I mean that there are bunches of popcorn kernels in there.

There was a kernel, though, that was shaking back and forth, slowly at first, but then more, before it finally burst.

A flash of light zapped around the room before stopping and dissipating to reveal a blue man in red tights.

"HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOGWARTS!"

Yes, everyone's favorite superteen, Freakazoid, has returned to Hogwarts.

Freakazoid looked down at his butter covered self. "So this is what it feels like to be pancakes. I could go for some!"

squeegeetodd.livejournal.com

O-k... so my computer apparently decided to celebrate the new year by getting drunk and forgetting that the internet exists. With any luck, the connection problems will get sorted out by the end of the week. Sorry for disappearing from threads, and ~~hopefully~~ see you guys in a couple days!

freakazee.livejournal.com

FWOOOOOOOSH

A blue-skinned teenager with a wild head of hair, wearing what vaguely looks like a set of red long underwear, flies into the Great Hall! Except... wait... no, no, he's not actually flying. He's just running around with both arms stretched out above his head, making FWOOOOSH noises under his breath, like a little kid pretending to fly. Weirdo.

Suddenly, a disembodied voice booms out over the great hall. "Attention: For your inconvenience, this application will be presented in Scream-O-Vision."

The young man screeches to a halt in front of the application form and grins. "Neato!"

( I feel better than a nice tub of good things! )

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