[identity profile] hunter-returns.livejournal.com
((Respond to Sam, talk amongst yourselves, or just stare in horror at Dance Dance Revolution, Hat Shore edition!))

Sam had agreed to keep an eye on the reality show to watch for any signals from Dean or Adam. What he did not expect was dancing, geese, or the incredibly bizzare sight of his brother dancing. He was torn between laughing until he couldn't breathe or simply staring in horror.

If nothing else, it was going to make excellent fodder to harrass Dean about for weeks afterwards. So he sat, beer in hand, watching the strangeness unfold.
[identity profile] yukinoe.livejournal.com
The atmosphere in the sorting room became a few beats colder. If one were to exhale, a cloud would heat the air before them. It all happened because of the new comer, a woman dressed in a white and light blue Furisode kimono. Its sleeves so long as to reach the floor, and the bottom segment long enough to cover her feet. She looked high and low about the unfamiliar surroundings she found herself, a confused expression on her alabaster face. It was then that her glacial eyes scrutinized the application on the desk, and a certain curiosity was peaked.

ExpandAllow me to elucidate... )

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

Done with Ulquiorra-mun's permission.
[identity profile] advancegenetics.livejournal.com
Ozymandias woke with a strangled gasp and his hands immediately flew to his chest, right to where the bullet had pierced, he knew it had, he felt the burn then it was lights out, look out below, man down and Oz was crashing through the trees to the forest floor below, he didn't even remember his body making impact, then how was he alive. He sniffed the air his wings rustled around him as he knew immediately he was not some where familiar, no scent was one he knew, he found himself in a strange room, what was happening? His chest, it didn't even hurt, but he could feel the scar that told him that bullet was no dream. With an almost bird like chitter, Ozymandias called out "Max? Hey Max? Ic, buddy, where you at? Come on, I thought you came out of the closet a long time ago?" He joked, referencing his friends habit of sleeping in the closet at Frannie's cabin. But neither of them answered "Matthew? Wendy, Peter, Frannie?!" His voice rose higher and higher with each name he called and received no response, the last one was nearly a wail "KIT?!?!". But no one answered and he met with resistance as he went to try and leave the room, falling back on to his behind the boy began to stalk the room he was in till his eyes fell on a piece of paper, he walked over and cautiously looked down.


ExpandReading the first question out loud he jumped back as the pen wavered as if ready to write some thing. )


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

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