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((backdated to a few days after meeting Jing and being cursed by Mello.))

Once again, Mikami was visiting Slytherin, and once again he was sick with nerves about doing so. This time, though, it wasn't that he was afraid God would be angry with him. He wasn't looking forward to telling Kira that the false notebook had come to the attention of a self-proclaimed 'bandit king', but the worst thing on his mind was something completely different. And definitely more humiliating.

He knocked on Light's door, wondering what, exactly, he was going to be able to say.

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From Light
( to Soichiro )

( to Matsuda )

( to L )

And From Rika
( to Soichiro )

papayagami.livejournal.com

( Soichiro's gift to Light )

( Soichiro's gift to L and Matt )

( Soichiro's gift to Near and Mello )

( Soichiro's gift to Matsuda )

( Soichiro's gift to Naomi )

( Soichiro's gift to A )

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The Sorting Hat had been dabbling in way too many fringe philosophies. (Neo-Rosicrucianism? Really, Sorting Hat?) It seemed that puppet!Ron Weasley's name for it, Sorting Hat the Wise, had gone to the Hat's lack-of-visible-head.

On the morning of Dec. 13 (or was it the 14th?) the Hat's esoteric interests affected the school for the second time.

The first instance had been more than a year past, when the Hat took a cue from Rev. Sun Myung Moon and united most of the Hogwarts students in mass marriages. That had been a lengthy and concerted effort by the Hat and its house-elf minions, opposed vigorously by the wicked (or noble??) Kojiro. Kojiro's kidnapping of the Hat's bride had been something of a turning point for the headstrong headgear.

This new instance ... even Kojiro might be powerless to counter. And the Hat's agency would be difficult, if not impossible, to discern.

In a mighty magical working, the Hat projected many of the students ... to the astral plane, in their astral forms.

Astral Hogwarts resembled the real material Hogwarts (well, the Sorting Hat's version of material Hogwarts) very closely indeed. There were some dissimilarities: did Hogwarts, on the material plane, really sparkle so much? Were there so many rainbows in the sky, without a hint of rain to prompt their presence? Were there really pastel-colored unicorns frolicking on the grounds? Unicorns with hair made of cotton candy?

Could the students fly without brooms in material Hogwarts?

Other than that, it would be instantly recognizable as Hogwarts. The astral students would find nothing jarringly unfamiliar, being astral themselves. No disorientation, as there had been with the mass weddings; only a pleasant surprise, if they did happen to remember the absence of pastel unicorns and self-propelled flight.

Finally the Hat would have achieved paradise! Too bad not all the students could be brought into this happy realm. The Hat hadn't quite figured out how to bring everyone en masse. But many of them could be.

Including Kojiro, perhaps ...

(( OOC note: People are welcome to RP astral shenanigans here, or to start their own new posts for interactions of a closed variety. Please, if you embark on NSFW action, make a new post so that it can be lj-cut with appropriate warnings. ))

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(The letter is deliberately not addressed to anyone, so that if it's intercepted Mikami can claim it was for Professor Vorkosigan. This is important, and Matsuda's arrival has made him slightly paranoid. ~~Also, he can never bring himself to use God's name.~~)

I may have found a solution to the problem we discussed at our last meeting. I need to see you in person. Please let me know what time would be convenient for you.

- Mikami

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_{((OOC I have permission from the other Death Note muns (as far as I know, how many of us are there, now?) to play Mr. Adorkable, here. Thank you and good night.))}

Touta Matsuda has likes and dislikes.
He likes fashionable clothing, cute girls, television dramas, and gossip. There was a time, not too long ago, that all his likes were combined together every day in a big hodge-podge, all because of a mad killer who happened to be someone he considered his friend.
Matsuda's dislikes are singular and happen to be "having a boring job."
Touta Matsuda's job is very boring.
Sure, he's successful, pulling in a salary that's close to obscene, and he has all the time in the world after work to party it up and enjoy his likes, it was still...

Well, it isn't chasing Kira. And it isn't watching Light suck at dealing with chicks (because he did, really. Manipulative-but-good-looking guys like Light had been were horrible with girls, even when they were doing well. Matsuda doubted Light had gotten ass even once in all his life.)

He misses that time of his life. Now he can easily find lesser distractions, but something was missing. There was no adventure! No danger! Hell, he even misses Ryuk.

But there are no more adventures for Touta Matsuda. Everything just comes down to going in and out the same door every day, in his same, boring apartment after his boring job or less-boring clubs.

However, today, his apartment has turned into a room, and in that room is a desk, upon which is a quill, and it is waiting for him.

The fact that there may still be some adventure left in the world does not make it any easier for Matsuda to keep from almost crapping himself in shock.

( Allow me to elucidate. )

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Light-

HOW COME YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THERE WERE APPLE LIQUIDS AND SMOKING STUFF?

Love, Ryuk

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There had been mayhem. A disaster in public relations, to say the least. And, the Maoh was involved. This served to make it Gwendal's responsibility to make amends and smooth things over again.

It was like being home again.

Save, for here, it wasn't foreign dignitaries in their own lands, but foreigners in a strange school. He decided, to expedite matters, he would hold court in the Great Hall, the scene of the disaster.

On the door, he had the house elves post a sign on the door.

Reparations and remunerations
For harms suffered due to ingesting the 'fondue' served here earlier this week.
Inquire within.

He sat at the table and waited, dreading the day.

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For fondue that took a month to make, it had better be pretty damn good.

Where Tako had gotten the powdered bicorn horn was anyone's guess, or really, why he thought it was fondue in the first place. But it was a wizard recipe! The wizards did strange things!

On Halloween, the potion was finished. Schlepping the cauldron behind his bucket, Tako brought it into the Great Hall to share. Only one ingredient was missing, and this he got by sweeping some dirt up off the floor. He poured the fondue into cups and dumped in the hair.

The cups began to change colors. Some were bright and appealing, and had a delicious aroma. Others seemed to be a bit rotten. Can't win them all, Tako figured, but overall the recipe was a success.

Mmm, cheesy.

((The polyjuice potion contains hairs from Beowulf, Dieter, Snape, Tinky Winky, Amaranth, Dwight, Nate, Dawnstar, Luna, and Homsar. Well, maybe not HOMSAR hair, but do you really want to think about it? Permission given by all the muns.))

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Although he normally eats alone in his room, the Great Hall is still where Light will eat occasionally. And now in the Great Hall, Light isn't doing much else than eating oranges slice by slice and such from the assorted fruit bowl a house elf delivered. He left whatever book he had been reading back in Slytherin because he was starting to get a headache while looking through it. Since he doesn't feel like going back to the book yet, Light stays longer than he would normally, so he might as well talk to some people while he's here.

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The following note appears on the door, along with a list. It is in angry green ink and there are places, noticeably George's name and Mystina's, where the quill has actually split the paper:

Sexual Education Class

Students below have seats prepared for them. Lezard Valeth is excused as he wishes due to Clear Forgery on the sign-up sheet. Professors and TAs may naturally attend as they wish. Chairs will be set for them at the left side of the class.
Seats are arranged as follows: Gryffindors on the far left by the professor's chairs. Slytherin centre left, Bitchiwitch in the centre, Hufflepuff centre right and Ravenclaw on the far right.
( Class List, alphabetically within Houses )

Prof. S. Snape.
((ooc Severus does not actually know anyone, so if you have not met him feel free to sit as you wish if that is something you would do. He will, however, count, being both nervous and suspicious.))

The classroom has been decorated with a series of highly graphical diagrams of internal and external sexual organs. Severus has also installed diagrams in exploded view of the nerves of the head, neck and of the hands and a large more than life-size one of major blood vessels. He is proud of these. There is a great deal of red ink overlaying the green and black and the model's skull grins eerily. The original notice was nothing compared to the sheer size and hideous detail of his actual diagrams. They are imposing.

Frowning furiously, Severus waits for the students to enter, his wand ready for minor hexes. Simply from the sign-up list he expects disorder. He will deal with it harshly and immediately. Then there are the studious and sincere Ravenclaw like Wishbone, and his own Slytherin that he hopes to protect by Education. What a contrast. At each desk there is an assignment:

Sexual Education
Part I
Please circumnavigate the room quietly in an orderly way and sketch on your papers the following basic organs, giving a brief description of their functions. As per the Accompanying Booklet If you have any questions, I shall be available for queries as I move among you.

( questions )

Current Mood: angry

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[sent immediately after Ryuk's WART broadcast]

God

I am unworthy to be your servant. My stupidity is inexcusable.

I am prepared to leave the castle immediately, if that is your will.

Mikami

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On the Hogwartsnet, there is a new forum entitled, "Monsters, anyone?"
The first post is from someone with the Net handle carnie_barker and contains a picture of Beowulf, inexpertly manipulated to show him with his face in a bowl of porridge.

Below that, the message reads simply:

"Please tell me I'm not the only one that has been on a date with this guy."

((Compy post. Feel free to have your characters share any Beowulf-related wacky hijinks with the whole Hogwartsnet, sexually harass Oly, or whatever you feel like. Note, this is a forum, so it's the kind of thing that would require screennames. Just put the Net handle your character would use in the subject of your comment or put Anonymous if it's going to be an anonymous post.))

Current Mood: curious
Current Location: Compy lab

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The sign on the door was what attracted Beowulf's interest. That face had monster written all over it, metaphorically speaking. (If Beowulf had a writing utensil at hand, he might have made that metaphor a literal fact.)

He shoved the door open ... and found a strange world of TECHNOLOGY!

The little guy with the oversized red skull and glowing green eyes was not a monster. He was a dweorh. Dwarfkind were known for their craftsmanship and their cunning! Beowulf greeted this dweorh in his typical fashion and was told that its name was STRONG BAD, which made sense to Beowulf, whose name meant BEE WOLF. He asked the dweorh about the glowing boxes.

Fifteen minutes later, he was pounding on the keys ... with both forefingers ...

HWAET

BEOWULF IS MIN NAMA

The dweorh then ran a program called dumbgeat.exe to make sense of this. To the bottom of the post was added:

YO.

I AM BEOWULF.

Thanks to the dweorh's "soft wares", Beowulf could continue to add things in modern English. His typing would be transformed into something that made sense to other people (presumably). He added:

ISO MONSTERS

Leaning back in his rickety chair, Beowulf grinned and awaited the replies of many hot monsters. He waited for five whole minutes before the dweorh told him to go away. Apparently the magic of the glowing boxes required time to work. He would come back and check for monster replies!

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( Warning, here be Lost spoilers )

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The house elves continued to insist that Yukimura think of something to do with the Sorting Hat's gift of cheese. Well, it was more they insist he ate it, but that was completely undesirable.

The logical thing to do then was to see that the cheese was eaten. Remembering A's suggestion, he asked the house elves to make fondue of all the cheese and to set it up in the Great Hall, if they would, for the pleasure of all who wandered by. The Hat, he insisted with a laugh, would be over joyed that it's gift brought pleasure to so many.

Secretly, he was sure the Hat was a sadist.

Today, he is dressed normally, in his normal clothing and in a relatively good mood.

'Please, do enjoy the fondue' a sign by the door reads.

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When a hero catches sight of a beautiful monster for the first time, it's like the world moves in slow motion for that moment. His dazzled eyes register illusory sparkles. Even though it's totally anachronistic, the strains of "Dreamweaver" swell and waft atmospheric melody.

Angelina Jolie in gold paint and a tail still trumps Light Yagami for sheer oomph, but Beowulf is nonetheless enchanted by this vision: 'Kira' in the sexy girl-Viking outfit he sent her. His secret admiration is about to become not so secret.

The muscular Geat steps forward, his open Hogwarts robes parting with the motion to reveal his tree-trunk thighs and trim six-pack abs (and, of course, his leather boxer-briefs). His Gryffindor tie, knotted about his head bandanna-style, flutters in the nonexistent wind.

"KIRA," he whispers. Yes, his whisper is that loud. "WE MEET AT LAST!"

Current Mood: rapt
Current Music: dreeeamweaver, I believe you can get me through the night!

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L had suggested trying to create charms triggered by mood or action, rather than by the traditional wave-wand-yell-incantation, and that's just what Matt's doing. It's tricky work - not quite the same as the runework Matt's become used to - and it's the first time he's tried it. So it's not really that surprising that he messes up.

What is surprising is the result of the messing-up. He feels like he's been punched in the stomach. When he straightens up, he's a little shorter, more slight; his features are softer, and, well. 'His' and 'he' might not be quite the right terms right now.

"... oh, what the actual fuck?" (Voice higher, too. Jesus.)

((OOC: I'm back properly now, guys! :D :D This is an open RP and essentially a chocolate plot - I know we had one of those recently but I was away, so. If you want, your character can be affected by the spell malfunction: whatever side effect you like, for as long as you like. Enjoy! :) ))

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Beowulf had been made aware that somewhere around Hogwarts there lurked a hot monster named Kira. The name obviously being feminine, Beowulf thought this might just be the most promising lead on a date since Tako the octopus had accepted his invitation to a game of rugby.

The wooing would be fierce yet smooth. Beowulf would begin with tasteful gifts.

Thus a rather frightened-looking house elf was dispatched to Light Yagami's door bearing a package and a note.

The package was, well, this lovely outfit, in a clumsily gift-wrapped box. Beowulf had wrapped it in the front page of the Daily Prophet.

The note read:

TO THE MONSTER KIRA.
YOU INTRIGUE ME.
LOVE,
A SECRET ADMIRER.

righteous-pen.livejournal.com

(The struck-out words are still legible, although both the handwriting and the crossing out look increasingly erratic.)

To Light Yagami

We have a problem. I visited Hogsmeade this morning to buy a wand, and on the way back to the castle encountered a man threatening an old woman for her handbag. I attempted to use

The 'no death field' is supposed to be confined to Hogwarts campus, but I was definitely

The Notebook is no longer

I tried to couldn't it doesn't work I

The Book is

God. I need to speak with you.

Mikami

Not long after the letter was delivered, there was a frantic knocking at Light Yagami's door.

If Mikami had looked frightened when confessing the soup incident, that was nothing compared to how he looked now. He also had a cut lip. He'd had to defend the woman with the handbag, after all.

Current Mood: uh-oh

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Talking to - you-know-who. But not that one. ((closed, Mikami and Light))

Gifts (Backdated to Christmas)

Christmas gifts! [Cause Soichiro knows too many people]

Astral plane, activate! (HH anniversary plot, RP open to all)

Owl to Light Yagami

Application for Touta Matsuda from Death Note

Owl to Light. Not written with Death Note paper.

Fixing things...again ((Open RP, Great Hall))

Halloween party!

Open RP, Great Hall

Sexual Education Class, with Professor Snape

owl to Light Yagami

Compy Post: Monsters comparing Notes

Beowulf and the computer lab

Application: Benjamin Linus from Lost

Fondue, please do...((Open RP, Great Hall))

closed and backdated RP: Beowulf meets a pretty princess

Open RP - Not Quite Perfect

house elf carries a present to "Kira" ...

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