[identity profile] panic-bad.livejournal.com
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ExpandEntry for 'Hogwarts_Hocus: applications: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: )

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is prepared to offer permanent guest-list status at Stavromula Beta, the most extensive list of singles clubs and cocktail recipes in the galaxy, the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything, a towel, and our continued discretion regarding that incident in Belg---.

BUTTER!!!

Jun. 25th, 2011 04:22 pm
[identity profile] blue-weirdo.livejournal.com
*Gonzo jerks from an extended session swimming deep in his unconscious to full consciousness, similarly surreal*

HEY!!! I'm drenched in BUTTER!!! Somebody HUG ME, or roll me across a GIANT EAR OF CORN!!!

*looks around expectantly at the empty stone hallways*
[identity profile] soris-tabris.livejournal.com
 Soris came through a small, wooden door, very, very confused. He had been going into the marketplace to sell a few things-- and upon walking out the front door to his home had ended up here.

"Shianni? Look, this isn't funny. Kallian?" His cousin was Warden-Commander and hero of Fereldan, sure, but for her to gather all these resources just to play a trick on him seemed unlike her.

"All right, this is too strange. Somebody needs to explain what's going on..."

And that's when he saw the parchment sitting on the desk in the middle of the room.

State your full name.
Soris looked a little nervous. “I, uh... Soris Tabris.”
1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
“Well, if we're really lucky, we can buy some of the nicer stuff from the Denerim marketplace. But, uh, we don't get lucky very often.”
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
“I'm not... I don't...” It actually takes a moment for the young elf to compose himself before he speaks again. “I don't do that anymore. If they hurt my family, though, I'd do it.”
3. What time is it where you are?
Soris glances about the room, looking out the window. “I think it's still morning. It's still kind of light out.”
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
“I wouldn't dare,” said Soris, visibly angry. “it's... a very sensitive subject. Ask the next question.”
5. If you are pushing to be in:

A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
“Uh... The, uh...” Soris ponders for a long while. “The Kidnapped Bridesmaid? Because it sounds witty in retrospect but was horrible at the time... Dear Maker, I'm not good at being witty.”
B. Gryffindor – Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
“He should end up with someone he loves. I mean, I'm no theologian, but the Maker is very big on love.” Soris looked at his answer askance, praying that they would accept what he'd offered.
C. Ravenclaw – You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I'm constantly disposing of it.
“Well, try putting lots of stuff on the desk so that there's nowhere to put the paperwork,” the young elf offered hopefully. He was smart, for someone who hadn't been given much schooling outside of ancient elven history, reading, and combat training.
D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.
“I, uh... I killed Vaughan Urien. I'm not really proud of it, but I killed him.” He paused. “I mean, my cousin was there, but I landed the final blow. She just sorta killed the other two guys. But it was Vaughan we were after!”
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.
I, uh, I can give you these!” Soris pulled a small package out of his backpack-- his wedding clothes, which he had been planning to sell. “They're really nicely made. The whole alienage chipped in.”

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___Soris_____
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___Soris___.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___Soris___.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. __Soris___"
[identity profile] junkyard-hunter.livejournal.com
PoKer niGHt at RavENclaw BaR!
TwICe a mOnTH

The fliers weren't the most expertly drawn, or lettered for that matter. But that's what Bobby got for hiring out some of the house elves to do the work. Things had gotten quiet at Hogwarts, even too quiet for the hunters to stand without getting too restless.

Back home, Bobby had hosted a poker game for any and all hunters within the state at least two or three times a month. Now that Dean was back and getting settled in, he felt like it was time to start that tradition up again.

So he sent out the house elves with fliers directing any interested parties towards Ravenclaw bar. It had been properly stocked with enough beer and liquor, as well as food. There were tables set up with poker chips and cards, enough for more than a few to start up their own games.
[identity profile] lemondrop-party.livejournal.com
Pleased to learn that a new Astronomy professor had been appointed, Dumbledore dashed off a quick invitation to Bean, identical to the invitations he had sent the other members of the Hogwarts faculty. Then he toddled off to the staff lounge in his best high-heeled boots. Time to ready the room for his tea party.

The house elves had assembled a staggering array of teabags, teapots, varieties of tea, tea-related accessories, sweeteners natural and artificial, tea sandwiches with crusts off, pastries, biscuits, et cetera, hopefully not ad nauseam. Dumbledore bustled about happily, humming to himself like the bumblebee who shared his name, charming napkins into origami shapes. As a final touch, he zapped a dish of clotted cream with a simple food-coloring spell to rainbow its contents.

The final effect he deemed quite satisfactorily cheery.

He knew better than to hope the group he had invited would mesh well. No faculty ever did, unless confronted with some shared enemy, and those were not forthcoming: Voldemort was popcorn, the Headmistress and Sorting Hat were best left alone, and Dumbledore did not think it kind to gang up on poor Kojiro. Nonetheless, he preferred heterogeneity, even with its attendant discord. In diversity lay strength!

To make sure they mingled well, he turned himself invisible (something he could do without an Invisibility Cloak, because he was just special like that). Now they would have to talk among themselves, rather than waiting for the former Headmaster to moderate their discussion or play the host. At the proper moment he could always duck out of the room and reappear properly with apologies for his lateness...
[identity profile] lemondrop-party.livejournal.com
Severus' return made Dumbledore both glad and a bit concerned. Things were so different here than the Hogwarts he and Snape had shared. Acclimation would surely not be easy for the former Potions Master. Having secured a faculty position would help somewhat, yet so many of the faculty were not from the wizarding world ...

Then again, that might be a blessing in disguise, might it not? All his life, the half-blood Prince had been embattled by the interminable internecine feuding of wizards. Now, here, his former home had become a more open place, populated mostly by people who neither knew nor cared much about the old feuds.

It was therefore with slight ulterior motives that Dumbledore penned tea-party invitations to all the faculty and staff of Hogwarts.

Expandowls to Kahnooloo, Jack Harkness, Ssillissa, Kon-El, Valentine Wolfe, Alan Grant, HR Pufnstuf, Ron Weasley, Archangel Michael, Ford Prefect, Kusuriyuri, Mr. Wednesday, Simkin, Homsar, Severus Snape, Johnny C., and Vislor Turlough )
[identity profile] hernes-son.livejournal.com
Much as I hate to do this, I am popping Robin of Loxley *pets him*. Also, Pufnstuf and Mathayus are on hiatus until further notice, as RL is trying to eat my face. Bunny Corcoran I leave to the tender mercies of Camilla Macaulay Winter for a while. As for Charles Macaulay, Prima is kindly taking him over until I can get back to playing him.

Miss you guys,
Penny
[identity profile] fabpenny.livejournal.com
Small hiatus while I head to Colorado to watch my daughter compete in the State Games of America (figure skating)! I meant to write an introspective Bunny Corcoran post before I left, but work decided to go splody, so no chance. All my characters are doing... stuff. Back on Monday!
[identity profile] metahemeralism.livejournal.com
I'm so sorry, folks - I need to take a very small hiatus. RL is beating me over the head with a large club. Please assume for the purposes of RP that my characters are where they are supposed to be, ie Bunny Corcoran is in the Sorting Room with Francis being derisive and inflammatory, Robin of Loxley has gone on the field trip to Diagon Alley to procure a wand, Pufnstuf is roaming the corridors giving out random detentions, Mathayus is hanging out in the Slytherin Common Room being half-nekkid, Gillian Bellever is in her room trying to figure out if she can contain or get rid of the Fury, and Penny is trying to decide what clothes to give to Reinette.

Back in a day or two. :)
[identity profile] hidden-house.livejournal.com
Blythe House remembered ushering John onto his train, tuning out his usual complaints about how trains were too slow and how some idiot was going to do some such thing that would surely make him late.  She remembered turning away from the distinctly normal-looking Amtrak train and having the idea to go to the market to buy herself some vegetables for a small stew she could eat while he was away.  She remembers cooking that stew and waiting for her husband to return from his trip.  Five days and he still wasn't back.  It wasn't entirely unusual, but enough to set her on her guard.  She remembers going to bed the previous night, thinking that if he wasn't home by dinner the next evening, she was going to call the police.

What she doesn't remember is someone possibly attacking and drugging her, which was the only explanation she could think of for why she seemed to be somewhere in Europe all of a sudden.  The room she stood in and, indeed, the building that housed it was very, very old, she could see.  She imagined that if Greg had been here, he might be able to tell her something about the architecture.  He was always reading books and things about the places they'd lived in when he'd been younger.  He would bend her ear for hours, telling her about the things he'd learned in school and wandering around the various countrysides.  Blythe sighed deeply, missing Greg not for the first time.  He was never a hugely talkative person, but he'd never gone more than six months without calling before.  She certainly hoped that whatever he was doing, he wasn't in any trouble.  Sighing and reminding herself that he probably didn't want to worry or bore her with what he saw to be trivial and inane (no matter how many times she tried to tell him that he never bored her; she didn't think he could, her dear), she looked around the room.  There was a desk in the middle of it with a single sheet of what looked like parchment and...a quill?  Now she was slightly amused, if from nervousness.  If she didn't know better, she almost felt as though she'd fallen into one of the books she'd read Greg when he'd been a child.  He'd always loved them.

Smiling at the thought, she shifted her purse higher onto her shoulder and went to sit down at the table.  She felt a bit silly picking up the quill and dipping it into the inkwell provided alongside it, but she figured there wasn't much else she could do.



I have read the [community profile] hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___BH___
I have read the [community profile] hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___BH___
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___BH___
One day, marmalade my son will rule the world.  ___BH___
[identity profile] kahnooloo.livejournal.com
Cheese and crackers, pumpkin pasties, cauldron cakes, and pies and tarts of at least a dozen varieties were laid out by house-elves along the sides of the Staff Room. And when all the staff had assembled in the chairs provided (a short chair was even provided for the Easter Bunny), Kahnooloo leapt up onto a desk at the front of the classroom and began to speak.

ExpandDah doo-ay! )
[identity profile] hogwarts-kojiro.livejournal.com
Kojiro's secretarial work for the Headmistress was not always easy. To convey a complex message with a simple "lol" challenged even this mighty samurai ninja king.

It was with joy that he discovered the world of pre-printed stationery.

An invitation went out to each member of the Hogwarts staff. Inside, the following instructions were printed:

What: An all-staff meeting!
Where: The Staff Room!
When: Monday, 21 May, 8 pm!
Why: Because we said so! And to meet the former Headmaster!

Refreshments will be provided!
RSVP or not, your presence is expected!


Owls sent, Kojiro returned happily to his book of sudoku puzzles.

(( The meeting will start at the specified time in gametime, but will probably run for days in realtime, and it's certainly fine if you can't be present at the specified time or want to come in late in real-time terms. Let us know OOCly. ))
[identity profile] wright-phoenix.livejournal.com
[[This may potentially be rated PG to R, due to nudity]] Phoenix was bored. He was pondering on how to amuse himself on this boring and quiet day.

He was flipping some cards into a hat he found. It occurred to him that he could be playing with other people. He could be playing poker! And he was fairly good at poker although he's much better in the future cause he fucking cheats okay, technically it's not cheating.

Buuuuut, how would he get people to play if no money was at stake (cause Phoenix doesn't have a ton of money and needs it for school supplies).

..............

ExpandHe's going to regret this )
He props open the door to Ravenclaw and hopes people show.

[[EDIT: How the game will work is that either Monday or Tuesday, I will start a thread for each hand. It will say Hand One or Hand Two or whatever. Each person will write in a screened comment any hand they want to play, within reason. List specifically what the hand is, such as a pair of 3 or 7-8-9-10-Jack straight flush. I'll unscreen the comments, then each character removes a piece of their clothing.]]
[identity profile] pufnstuf.livejournal.com
Dear Board o' Governors,
ExpandHi! )
[identity profile] tourettesbunny.livejournal.com
Although the Easter Bunny arrived in time for Easter, he was rather woefully late in spreading the Easter joy to Hogwarts. This may have been because he was sleeping 16 hours a day, because he'd tried playing DDR in the Gryffindor common room, or just because he was extremely lazy.

Today, anybody that wandered through the Great Hall might actually find their eyes hurting from the sheer amount of shiny-wrapped chocolate eggs, piled in dozens of baskets and of many different colors. Some of the eggs had items inside, detectable by the rattling one would hear upon shaking them; the items would range from anything from more chocolate to any kind of toy one could imagine. Attached to all the baskets is this note:

Happy Easter, biznatches.

Don't moan and whine about how it's late, I KNOW. I had better things to be doing, so you get your chocolate now. If you need me, just holler. I'll be around the room somewhere.

The Easter Bunny


((OOC: Chocolate plot! As is usual, any chocolate that is consumed may or may not have magical effects upon the character that consumes it; what happens (or doesn't happen) is entirely up to the muns :) ))
[identity profile] chas-macaulay.livejournal.com
A tall, lean man in faded jeans, a well-worn white button-down shirt, a loose tan suede jacket and a pair of steel-toed Wolverines that had seen better days appears in the Sorting Room. He looks around and runs a hand through his scruffy blond hair in puzzlement, and then his blue eyes fall upon the table of application forms. He ambles over, picks one up to read, then shrugs and pulls a pen (ballpoint, as he's trying to be what Bunny once called an honest man these days) from his pocket.
ExpandHenry, why do I think for some reason this is all your fault? )
"I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____CM_______
I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ____CM_______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____CM______.
One day, marmalade and cream cheese sandwiches will rule the world. _____CM________"

((NOTE to Rupert Penry-Jones fans: I've tried to stay away from Spooks-specific images for Charles' icons. If anyone ever wants to app as Adam Carter, I don't think there will be a conflict, and I'd be glad to do the meta thing with an h_h Adam. :D))
[identity profile] tolo-nan-galad.livejournal.com
OOC - Galadriel-mun posting for the injured:

Mun for Penny, Gillian, and Pufnstuf can't post for a bit - we think she broke her ankle! :( Will update when we find out - please be patient!
[identity profile] pufnstuf.livejournal.com
A large, greeny-yellow, bulbous-headed creature wearing little white cowboy boots bounds into the Sorting Room.

"Hi y'all!!! What in tarnation's going on here? Where's Jimmy? Where's Freddy? Don't tell me Witchiepoo is up to her ol' tricks again!!!!"

"Hey, now, there now, what's this piece of paper on this here table?"

ExpandThe Application: )


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

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