[identity profile] i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com
((In short- It's a giant over-the-top wedding party with a Dethklok concert for characters to enjoy and do whatever- the whole school's been invited. It should be noted that Dethklok's music is known to have a almost magical effect- they've driven audiences insane, raised trolls, caused hurricanes, etc. Half the food's been spiked by Valentine, choose your poison if desired! This was a group-written bit of epic TL;DR with permission received from all characters mentioned- sorry about the length, but there's a lot going on! The dragons arrive at the very end of the party- they mark 'the end' so to say, and are mostly just torching everything but the DETHTOWER, They're not assaulting any random chars, so there's no reason for anyone to interfere with them, it's basically 'under control'. . . =D ))

Certain human traditions are nearly universal- in most any culture, the concept of marriage can be found in one form or another. And in most of these cultures, marriages involve weddings. The Baron Vladimir Harkonnen and Lord Valentine Wolfe knew this as well as anyone, and, also knew exactly what a wedding actually was. Although many of the common masses felt weddings to be a wonderful, romantic celebration of a couple's love and commitment, both of these noblemen knew that a wedding was actually a huge, memorable party- memorable being key- intended to make a public statement. Although the exact nature of this statement varied from situation to situation, Vladimir and Valentine were well-aware that their union was making the best statement, which basically summed up to "We're better than you, we have more fun than you, and if you fuck with either of us, you fuck with both of us." Obviously, this statement had to be accompanied by a party of unforgettable proportion.

An epic account of the wedding extravaganza follows. . . )
[identity profile] grandmasteryoda.livejournal.com
Cards from Codex to:

Francium. )

Dieter. )

Igor. )

Nemo. )

Marcus. )

Sakon and Ukon. )




Gifts and such from Megan:

Igor! )

Sage and Rat! )

Maddie! )

Dean! )

Rose! )




Valentine's presents:

Baron Harkonnen. )

Jasper. )

Dethklok. )

Professor Homsar. )




Not-presents from Lee:

Methos. )

Raistlin. )

Castiel. )




Something confused from Sokka:

Ty Lee? )

Kurama and... Mr. Kurama? )




From Aayla, there are a bowl of fortune cookies under a tiny Christmas tree in the Gryffindor common room, with "Merry Christmas - From Aayla Secura" on the bowl. The fortune cookies are not cursed, drugged, or in any way tampered with--they just have happy messages inside.




From Santa Yoda:

To R2-D2 and C-3P0: )

To Rat: )

To Tenel Ka: )

To Coraline: )

To Toki and the Shoggies: )

To Dieter: )

((And because I think it's hilarious, the voices of Obi-Wan Kenobi and Yoda from Star Wars: The Clone Wars did their own version of 'Twas The Night Before Christmas this year. Obi-Wan, Cad Bane, and Ziro doing How The Grinch Stole Christmas last year was pretty fun, too!))
[identity profile] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
((Following Smaug-mun's lead since it's almost the 25th over here anyway. :D))

Skwisgaar'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.


to Elric & Smaug )

to the rest of Dethklok plus Ofdensen )

to just Nathan )

to just Pickles )

to just Murderface )

to just Ofdensen )

to the Shoggies )

to Kaylee )

to Sweden )

to Oly )

to Jasper )

to Vladimir & Valentine )

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

to the raptor )

to Nidhögg )

to Asajj Ventress )
[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] 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] masteroftitans.livejournal.com
((WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS for Spartacus: Blood and Sand, season 1.))

A middle-aged man of unimpressive stature, dressed in the garments of a successful Roman and drenched in blood, appeared on the floor of the Sorting Room. After a moment, he stood up, looking around. There was supposed to be a river. And a ferryman. And a three-headed dog. But, there wasn't. There was only a strange room, without a trace of sand or blood anywhere. Except on his garments, which were drenched in it. His hand sought his neck as he took in his surroundings, lingering there a moment, and he frowned.

Read more... )
[identity profile] shoggies.livejournal.com
((The Shoggies have decided it is 'Cthulhoo Day' because in the HPL story "The Call of Cthulhu, April 25th is the date on which Cthulhu woke up to munch on a few fishermen. None of the food at the party is necessarily hexed, unless you feel like your characters finding something a house-elf got creative with, or any magical products the Shoggies might have brought back from Hogsmeade. Your characters don't have to interact with the Shoggies if they don't want to, of course. =D They're just all over the tower, since there's lots of them.))

((Gets NSFW by the end of the Dethklok sub-thread.))

The Shoggies weren't usually aware of dates, but, they were sensitive to the stars and their varying degrees of rightness. And, today, Shoggy 10 awoke from whatever dreams it was that Shoggies had during whatever it was that passed for Shoggy sleep. "Oh my Great Cthulhoo!" it announced loudly, waking Shoggies 3, 4.6, and 18, who all simultaneously popped out of their drawers and annouced, "It's Cthulhoo Day!" For, the Shoggies had all realized that on this date 85 years ago, sunken R'lyeh had briefly arisen, and Great Cthulhu had eaten a few fishermen. This was a day to celebrate! "We gots to have a party!" insisted Shoggy 3, and the others agreed enthusiastically. They squelched down from their drawers and set out to find the rest of the Hogwarts Shoggies.

It was only a couple hours later that the first of the weird signs started appearing in the halls. Shoggies 3, 4.6, 10, and 18 had suggested to the others that they use construction paper and paint to make their party announcements, since it would be faster than carving them out of stone, and so, they had. The signs were all quite colourful, and had been decorated with paintings of a corpulent, squid-headed creature with small wings, often shown with a handful of tiny little men splattered in red paint, and the words 'yum yum'. The signs all said basically the same thing, and it was evident from the grammar that Toki and Skwisgaar's Shoggies had done most of the lettering. The lettering was quite crude, as, Shoggies were used to complicated hieroglyphs, and not the simplistic shapes of the alphabet.

IT IS CTHULHOO DAY! Comes to our party and celebrates!

The party is ats Andy's McGraw Tower ons the grounds.

Comes when it gets dark! Brings a sacrifice if you wants!

Don't worry, we cans say Fhtagn right!

There wills be chickens and beer and candy and sandwiches ands other foods.

It'll be SOOO COOL!


By early evening, the Shoggies had everything ready for the party, and gathered it all together at the unholy version of McGraw tower which had graced the campus since they'd transported it from the past for Andy's Christmas present. Read more... )
[identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com
((OOC: Rafu-sen, for the curious, is the goddess of Plum Blossoms, generally associated with the beginning of spring.))

"Spring," Kurama thought, was the season with the most fitting name. When the heavens spun into the vernal equinox, the energy of life and growth literally burst from the ground. For Kurama, it was like being hit by lightning, suddenly full of more energy than he knew what to do with. He was free of the winter, and even though he was thousands of years too old to huddle in the earth during the snows, he still felt as if he'd just poked his nose out into the perfect morning.

As such, today was literally the perfect day to invite Yukimura to join him out of doors, and try to beat each other to death. Their "friendly" spar had been too long in the coming, and after a moment's discussion with the Samurai, they decided on the time and place, and the spectators.

Owls went to The Baron, Kuronue, and Sasuke, bearing the invites:

You are cordially invited to
A duel between Sanada Yukimura and Youko Kurama
Noon Saturday, 20th March
On the grounds of Hogwarts Castle


It was now 11:45, and Kurama waited in a wide circle of flat earth, perfect for a small dueling 'arena.' there were chairs set to one side of the ring, provided by the elves for the spectators.


OOC: Spectators are peanut gallery, and not required to make comments unless the muns feel like it <3
[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.

To Jasper )

To Yukimura )

To Kuronue )

To Steff )
To Lord Glorfindel )

To Skwisgaar and Toki )

To Paul Atreides )

To Elric )
To Lord Valentine Wolfe )
[identity profile] prettypendulum.livejournal.com
((OOC: As stated in the reminder post, feel free to RP in this or start your own threads. Some of the poems wander into questionable for work anyway, so we'll just call the whole post not quite work safe and feel free to take things as far as you'd like in here or into your own threads if you want. Yukimura-mun, Kuronue-mun, and Kurama-mun all had a hand in the poetry and if you really want to know, PM one of us and we can tell you who wrote what. Otherwise, the whole point of this is to laugh....which means, really, you shouldn't have things in your mouth when reading the poems. :D If you want a reminder of who asked for what, it's here. ))

Decorations appeared, pink and frilly with an occasional burst of red and tiger-y for the myriad of students who would be celebrating the Lunar New Year. Normally, they would not have bothered with the New Year, but it fell on the same day, so the decorations came across as incidental rather than deliberate. Streamers and unpopable bubbles floated around the Great Hall and those elves tapped to deliver messages. Enthusiasm was something they all possessed in abundance; talent, not so much. Just who had set them up for this or why remained a mystery they would not divulge. Each recipient was found and serenaded, with no respect to any form of musicality, wherever they happened to be at the time.

Tra-la-la-la-la/A valentine for you/Tra-la-la-la-la/Have a cut tag here, too )
[identity profile] nerdsexgoddess.livejournal.com
((Backdated to sometime during the holidays. I'd have put this up sooner except, well, I've been busy.))
Given how well it had worked last year, Amaranth decided that spreading holiday saliva was a tradition that should continue for as long as possible.

Thus it was that, with the assistance of house elves, she made sure mistletoe was hanging above every frequently (and not so frequently) used door in the school. The mistletoe would be charmed to remain levitated over the school for a few days, which was certainly long enough, in Amaranth's view, for gratuitous snogging to commence.

Satisfied with her work, the nymph bounced gaily down the halls, eager to assist anyone should they find themselves in need of a makeout partner.
[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.))

Toki'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.


To Nathan, Pickles, Murderface, and their butler: )
Additional gifts specifically to Ofdensen and Nathan together: )
Additional gifts specifically to Pickles: )
Additional gifts specifically to Murderface: )
To their Shoggies, from Toki and Skwisgaar: )
To Sweden: )
To Smaug: )
To Elric: )
To Jasper: )
To the Baron: )
To the raptor: )
To A: )
To Sunflora: )
[identity profile] i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com
Having learned about Christmas from Jasper, the Baron Vladimir Harkonnen wasn't about to waste a perfectly good opportunity to give lavish presents to all his favorites. He wasn't into the whole 'Peace on Earth' thing, of course, but, as a noble, resisting the chance to hand out extravagant gifts was simply impossible. Vladimir's gifts, for the most part, were all custom-ordered from various Diagon Alley wizarding merchants or purchased through antiques dealers with Jasper's help. Vladimir did, however, handle Jasper's gift on his own, as to not tip off Jasper as to the nature of it.

For Jasper )For Valentine )
For Yukimura )
For Kuronue )
For Steff )
For Skwisgaar, Toki, and their Shoggy children )
For A )
For Lord Glorfindel )
[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.

Read more... )

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