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((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 )

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((Wee bit early this year since I probably won't have time to post later. Happy holidays!))

Nathan:

( From Nathan to Charles )

( From Nathan to Skwisgaar and Toki )

( From Nathan to Murderface )

( From Nathan to Pickles )

Pickles:

( From Pickles to Dethklok and Ofdensen )

Sasuke:

( From Sasuke to Yukimura )

( From Sasuke to Kuronue )

Glorfindel:

( From Glorfindel to Elrond )

Jasper:

( From Jasper to Victor )

( From Jasper to Vladimir and Valentine )

( From Jasper to Toki and Skwisgaar )

( From Jasper to the raptor )

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It's the stairs that make Arthur decide he likes Hogwarts.

Like most students, he's turned out of the sorting room with a house name and the clothes on his back. The directions he's gotten are unreliable at best, ranging from "over there somewhere" to a series of twists and turns that finally lead him to a dead end. He's heading down a hallway, looking for the next person to ask when he runs out of hallways and comes out onto a landing leading to the staircases.

The staircases lead up and down and wherever they want to. He watches one staircase detach from the third floor and lazily stretch itself up to the fifth. Another set of stairs decides that being linear is boring and twists into a tight spiral, ending up on the same floor but on the other side. It's almost too much to take in, and frankly, it's one of the most amazing things he's ever seen.

Arthur is a bit of a stair nerd.

He'll claim that he merely has an appreciation of impossible architecture, that it comes with spending so long around people who can bend cities in their dreams. But there's a reason why the Penrose stairs are one of his favorites, why it's what he shows off first. They're simple, elegant, useful, and embody the fantastical nature of dreams that he finds so intriguing. While these stairs lack the subtlety of the Penrose ones, the sheer grandeur of them captivates him completely.

Which is why he's still there half an hour later, watching the stairs and walking up and down them to see them shift under his feet and swing him around to places he had no intention of visiting.

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((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... )

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((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 )

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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.]]

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: )

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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Starter Debate Questions:

1) How will you make your House a better place?
2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?
3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?
4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?
5) Who is your hero and why?
6) Where my lasers at?

Rules for the Debate:

A. Any persons currently nominated for Prefect may choose to answer or not answer any questions asked.

B. Any Hogwarts student or staff member, including those running for Prefect, may pose additional questions to any or all nominees. If you would like to ask nominees questions, please ask them now ((OOCly: post them in a comment or comments to this post. Be sure to indicate in your subject line that your comment contains questions, and if they are directed to specific candidates, please indicate that, as well.)) Keep in mind that nominees are not required to answer any questions. Voters may choose to take failure to answer any way they would like.

C. Question answering begins immediately, and lasts until the time the Polls go up, which will be approximately 8:00 p.m. Monday, August 24, 2009. ((OOCly that's 8 pm Eastern Daylight Time. ICly it wouldn't make any sense to specify a time zone since they're all at Hogwarts XD ))

isnotabumblebee.livejournal.com

((There's some NSFW content. Fortunately, it's not with the raptor. =P))

Toki Wartooth's head was spinning, and he kept his eyes clenched shut for several minutes, wondering what had happened, and why he felt so warm and oily. It had not been a very good day, although he could only recall it vaguely, as he had been incredibly drunk for most of it. He remembered something about fires, and crazy women, and Ofdensen brutally mangled, but exactly what and how it had all happened was a blur.

The mustachioed Norwegian eventually opened his eyes, squinting in the dull light of a corridor at Hogwarts- it too was a fuzzy memory. He knew he'd been here before, and clearly recalled establishing a 'food libraries' while he was a prefect at Hufflepuff. Attempting to scramble to his feet, he slipped in a pool of butter and collapsed against the wall again, lamenting, "Whys am I backs at this stupid, stupid school?" while he drunkenly beat on a suit of armor standing next to him. After this small, almost childish outburst, he slumped dejectedly and looked as if he was about to cry. He didn't really hate Hogwarts, in fact, he recalled the place was fun, but how did he get here? What happened to Ofdensen and to Mordhaus? "Is all my faults. . . he's deads, and it's all my fault somehows. . ." He fell into muttering in Norwegian, rambling drunkenly about the unfortunate tendency for everyone he came to care about dying, and then fell quiet, looking rather catatonic as the hallway whirled around and he resisted the urge to vomit.

He didn't resist very well, however, and it was sheer luck that he didn't vomit on the rather oily-looking stuffed bear that was lying beside him. He felt slightly better after throwing up, and picked up his devil-tailed plush toy as he returned to sitting in the corridor, looking traumatized, squeezing the stuffed toy tightly. Because it was slippery with the butter, of course. Not because it was very comforting, that just wouldn't be metal. ~~Not that Toki was very metal, but he did try.~~

((I've just got to torment my chars, don't I? =P Toki unpopped with permission of the other Metalocalypse muns- I'm taking him from the end of Season 2.))

ringo-raver.livejournal.com

( Cut for many pictures. )

i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com

((Many thanks to A-mun for coming up with the thread title. It is my area of extreme FAIL.))

Although he couldn't claim to be satisfied, the Baron had finally gotten his rooms in order. He was still irritated that rooms was really one large room, with a closet and a semi-acceptable bathroom, but didn't plan to put up with it forever. What he'd managed was tolerable for now, and, he'd managed to improve on his wardrobe and the sheets.

And so he was sitting in his room, attempting to enjoy a quiet afternoon and finding it rather impossible. Practicing basic spells in secret was interesting, but, it wasn't enough to occupy an entire day. He required actual diversion, in the form of company. He didn't feel like wandering around the castle, as he'd already had an exhausting last few days, his joints were aching, and he seemed to keep ending up places without chairs. But, he didn't feel like being by himself anymore, and, his mind kept drifting back to his meeting with Jasper.

He did say he'd come visit, and it seemed like he was settled in enough. And so, he decided to see if he'd been getting his hopes up for nothing, or not. Pleasant company was always an excellent diversion, although he didn't expect it would end up quite so pleasant a time as he'd like. And so, managing to summon a piece of paper and a pen from across the room after a couple tries, he penned a short note.

To Jasper Hale,

I've finally made some rooms acceptable for now, and it would be a pleasure if you were to visit me this evening, as we recently chatted about. I shall be looking forward to your response or your arrival, and shall be hoping for the latter.

Regards,
Baron Vladimir Harkonnen

After folding the note meticulously, he put his head out the door and shouted for a house elf- at least they were appearing instantaneously now, having learned he'd be calling them on a very regular basis. When it appeared, he told it to deliver the note as swiftly as possible, and then to have food brought. He returned to his sofa, practicing more object levitation and summoning, and waiting for either a response, or the evening.

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It was the first of May, and A was doing what anyone would do on a pagan fertility holiday; working busily in his garden. There wasn't any fruit growing yet, but most of the plants were in bloom, and it was shaping up to be a lovely sight. As A tended his plants, the cats Schrodinger and Einstein frolicked at his heels, darting merrily around the flowerbeds and leaping at butterflies. As lovely a day as it was, he'd packed extra sandwiches and limeade in case anyone stopped by, so he could offer them lunch.

j-whitlock.livejournal.com

((Permission to control the raptor granted by its player. Feel free to jump in when/if ever you want, though, and if not I'll just have the dino act as you suggested. ~~Poor Satou.~~ Timeline-wise, this takes place before Jasper realises Alice has come back.))

Following the two horrendous slip-ups that had occurred during his Sorting, Jasper was relieved beyond measure to finally be free of the crowded, suffocating room. (He also had the creeping suspicion he'd been quasi-molested by talking headgear, but pondering that was perhaps best left for another day.)

If Edward hadn't been there to intervene...

Jasper would have to thank him for it later, when his nerves weren't quite so raw. Edward would understand.

In the meantime he had a bribe to fulfill, which was the sole reason he hadn't taken off running for the nearest castle exit yet. Disappearing into the woods for a few days was an appealing thought. Unsurprisingly, he was less keen now on sharing Satou's room—what if he lost control again?—but he fully intended to keep his word for as long as he could. As high-strung as Satou sometimes acted, Jasper didn't particularly mind his new roommate's presence. He was easy enough to keep calm, and seemed pretty agreeable in that state, so ideally it would be smooth sailing from here on out.

Slinging his bag over a shoulder, he lightly patted the raptor's snout and then turned to Satou. "Are you ready to go?"

Current Mood: anxious
Current Location: outside the Sorting Room

j-whitlock.livejournal.com

((OOC: Approved by Edward and Bella's players, and Alice is sadly popcorn. Jasper is taken post-Eclipse.

Jasper's a highly skilled empath vampire. He's able to sense/experience the emotions of others and influence their moods for as long as he remains in their company. In canon this ranges from calming a pack of volatile werewolves to putting Bella to sleep; "Jasper’s abilities affect the body physically. He really does calm your system down, or excite it. It’s not an illusion." Players are obviously free to have their characters be affected by this influence or not, of course—and I'll try to be careful about not godmoding, his Hufflepuff answer aside.

Fair warning for any characters who may have open wounds or the like, Jasper's dubious self control tends to slip when he smells spilt blood...))

Carlisle had felt it was high time Edward and Bella were checked on in person again, and surprisingly it was Jasper who volunteered ~~to take a turn playing babysitter~~. He did have ulterior motives, which were only too easy for his adoptive family to guess and made them even more certain he should be the one to go, in spite of his occasionally poor self control around humans. Edward would be there, Alice had reasoned, and he would be enough to prevent anything... unfortunate from happening, surely.

( And so Jasper went. )

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. JH
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. JH.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. JH.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. JH

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((OOC: Channel should know I read what's said when I'm asleep.))

There were things about this school that were beyond Kusuriyuri's dreams. That he'd find ones so precious to him as Kurama and his students was still surprising to him, still enough to bring a secret smile to his lips.

There were things about this school that were beyond baffling. The tendency for friends, enemies, and otherwise to show up and vanish with little notice, for one.

The fact that his closet refused to give him anything but a short black dress this morning was another. No matter where he looked in their apartment, he could not find his kimono or even any of Kurama's clothes to charm to fit him. It was the only clothing, aside from a black headscarf, he could find.

Believing his closet to be as perverse as the rest of this school, he also figured he wouldn't find his normal clothing until he'd been properly humiliated by wearing what his closet offered.

Boukensha looked at him in askance, but insisted on riding on his shoulder as he went to the Great Hall on his way to his office to study. He hoped that there would be few about as he left, but was sure that there was some perversion in the school that would cause his hope to be rendered into naught.

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Character: Vanyel Ashkevron from Mercedes Lackey's Valdemar books. The character is being apped immediately after attempting suicide following the suicide of his lover, Tylendel. Rather than being Chosen, as he was in the books, he insetad woke from his suicide attempt to find himself here.

Vanyel was slumped in the corner, the fresh slices in his arms having just stopped bleeding. He was rather a mess, although to those with a good eye, it was rather obvious that he’d started the evening looking rather fashionable. His eyes opened, and he sat rather stiffly in the corner, looking at the room with an air of confusion, before a cold look settled over his features.. ( Allow me to elucidate. )

"I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ____________ Van

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___________Van.

I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___________.Van

One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____________Van "

Current Mood: confused

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((Mia is taken from after Phoenix Wright: Trials and Tribulations, so beware of moderate spoilers. I'll label major spoilers in the comments if at all possible. Also: important clues are indicated by colored text in the game. I will keep this to a minimum.

Permission has been obtained from the other active PW muns. ~~Can you say "workninja?" I knew that you could. Back for an hour or two.~~ Forget status notes, Mia's been Sorted, but I'm going to still endeavor to finish threads here. Don't wait on me. XD))

Date: ??? Time: ???
Location: ???

A tall, attractive brunette in her late twenties suddenly appears in the Sorting Room. Initially, she is unsurprised to find herself there. But her brow furrows as she studies her unfamiliar surroundings and the lack of any familiar faces. She approaches the desk of applications with a sigh, expecting a panicked note from her little sister. "Maya, what have you gotten into now?"

The Dictaquill promptly jumps to life and takes down her question. Mia hesitates, then reads over the application thoughtfully, bemused but still not looking all that out-of-sorts. But when she looks down at herself, she starts in surprise; while she seems perfectly at home in the suit she's wearing, her current ensemble is not what she expected.

She can only think of a few explanations for this, all of which are completely insane:

1) Maya (or, heaven forbid, Pearl) has broken into some sort of old castle, dressed up like her and having changed her hair to match Mia's. While Maya has done some incredibly insane things, this seems a little too far-fetched even for her little sister. If this is the case, Phoenix has some serious explaining to do.

2) Redd White failed to kill her, and the events of the last three years were a head-injury-induced dream and after being knocked out someone dumped her in some old castle. (Yes, wishful thinking, but still.)

3) Somehow, she is no longer dead - well, the ability to breathe and the obvious pulse are evidence enough of that - and in her own body.

...The fact that the third option is the most plausible should indicate just how strange her current situation is.

( Never let go of what you believe in. Never. )

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. Mia Fey
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. Mia Fey
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Mia Fey
One day, marmalade will rule the world. Mia Fey

Current Mood: curious
Current Music: Gyakuten Meets Orchestra - Turnabout Sister's Theme

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((Jurassic Park III incarnation. As I don't want him to be instantaneously popcorned again, he won't attack unless A) he's provoked, and B) you give me permission to have him (try to) munch on your character. Feel free to come meet the confused dino. :D I'm probably heading to bed soon, but I'll reply within a few hours.))

There was a loud thump and clatter as the buttery raptor found himself on a cool stone floor, upside-down, pale belly vulnerable. He gave an indignant screech and promptly righted himself, tail lashing as he raised his head to scent the air. The stench of something utterly alien overwhelmed his senses, making him feel disoriented as he slowly stood and cautiously moved through the room.

Approaching six feet tall and roughly three times as long, he was a bit bulky as raptors went, large even by Isla Sorna standards, with its genetically engineered dinosaurs; he'd evolved from the original InGen raptor sisters. Splotches of red and orange broke up the dark pattern of his skin, and narrow white stripes that ran from his snout to his tailtip, as well as a crown of quill-like spines, clearly distinguished him as a male of the species a certain paleontologist had once said were smarter than dolphins, smarter than primates.

Perhaps it wasn't undue praise. Far from being a mindless killer, within his eyes was a fierce intelligence, demonstrated in the way he methodically investigated his surroundings, all of his senses working to take in and process information. He paused near one of the many kernel-containing glass cases, rubbing his snout against it until he lost interest and moved on. There was much to explore, to discover, and... remember.

He had vague, jumbled memories of being here before, of sprinting through dank corridors and garishly bright rooms; outside in the bitter cold air, through the woods, branches reaching out like arms—a shack, humans, fresh meat...

The slimy coating of butter was compromising his footing, forcing him to crouch lower than usual as he steadily made his way toward the door of the Popcorn Room. Tentatively, he called out for his packmates with a series of low vocalizations, then started to make sharp, resonant sounds that were a cross between chirping and growling. He listened to the echo of his own voice, and wondered if this time he might receive a response.

Current Mood: anxious
Current Location: Popcorn Room

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God Jul from Toki and Skwisgaar and the Shoggies!

Presents from Nathan, Pickles, Sasuke, Glorfindel, and Jasper.

Stairgasm ((Open RP))

Happy "Cthulhu Day"! (Open RP)

Valentine's Day! (Open RP)

[Open RP] Oh boy Secret Santa!

God Jul from Toki and Skwisgaar and the Shoggies!

Muggle Studies (Part 2!) - War Games

prefect debates!

Toki Unpops

[Compy Post] Oh dear, Ryuk's ficced again.

Spice and Sparkles ((Closed RP- Baron Harkonnen, Jasper, and the Raptor))

::Open RP in A's Garden::

New Accomodations [Closed RP: Satou, Jasper, the raptor]

Application: Jasper Hale, Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series

When closets rebell ((Open RP, Great Hall))

Application: Vanyel Ashkevron

Application for Mia Fey, Phoenix Wright / Gyakuten Saiban game series

The snack that bites back: Unpopping the raptor. Open RP.