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c-macaulay.livejournal.com

Rather a lot of people had come to the Winters' wedding. (Let's pretend, shall we, that Camilla actually sent out thank-you notes to those people who brought gifts? She surely would not have neglected it, lest Nana roll over in her grave; she should not be blamed for the laxity of her mun.) Believe it or not, most of them had been invited because Camilla liked them, or else because she felt obliged to them for one reason or another. As such, most of them qualified to be remembered at holiday time.

The following people were sent poinsettias with accompanying tasteful nonsectarian holiday cards:

Ned and Catelyn Stark
Simkin
John Preston
Jezz Jaelre
Dale Smither (because she was married to Charles, however briefly)
Jadzia Dax (because she’s Henry’s … friend? Fellow researcher? Camilla still isn’t sure.)
Chance Silvey (cf. Dax)
Stephen Maturin
Merlin
Deety Long
Bella Swan
Ron Weasley
Blair Waldorf
Dean Winchester
Stephanie Brown (whose poinsettia was accompanied by soap.)

Then there were people who merited a gift of some greater significance:

( Charles Macaulay )
( Francis Abernathy )
( Richard Papen )
( Selvetarm )
( Shaun and Liz )
( S.A.R.A.H. )
( Susan Sto Helit )
( Willow Rosenberg )
( John Ryder )
( Silas )
( Yoda )

c-macaulay.livejournal.com

(( Dated just after Henry sends out his half of the invitations. ))

Invitations go out, identical save for the addressee's name, all of them hand-written (not by a Dictaquill; heaven forbid!) on a heavy smooth parchment, the wizarding equivalent of good stationery.

The following are the recipients:

Yoda
John Preston
Simkin
Bella Swan
Lestat de Lioncourt
Willow Rosenberg
Shaun Riley
Dean Winchester and Stephanie Brown (jointly, because Camilla still thinks they are a couple, but the invitation still says they can bring guests ...)
Robin Goodfellow
Geoffrey Tennant

( A simple and brief invitation )

Separate notes are sent out to a smaller group of people, to whom various additional allowances or apologies or explanations are owed:

( owl to Silas )

( owl to Susan Sto Helit )

( owl to Francis Abernathy )

( owl to Richard Papen )

( tiny animated stuffed gryphon to Charles Macaulay )

h-m-winter.livejournal.com

( To Francis Abernathy )

( To Richard Papen )

( To Charles Macaulay )

( To John Ryder )

( To Stephen Maturin )

( To Chance Silvey )

( To Professor Jadzia Dax )

Current Mood: pleased

c-macaulay.livejournal.com

Camilla had not come up with any idea better than that of turning Bunny Corcoran into a literal bunny. The verbal symmetry appealed to her. Goodness knows he's never been anything like an actual bunny before. The Corcorans were stupid and gave stupid nicknames.

She was distracted lately, and that was not the best state of mind in which to be practicing delicate acts of transfiguration. Also, she'd blatantly defied library regulations by bringing in a small silver thermos of espresso, because rules were for other people. By an extremely unfortunate combination of these factors -- imperfect aim, spell bouncing off the reflective silver -- she missed her target entirely.

Instead of turning an origami 'Bunny' target into a rabbit, the spell hit Camilla herself.

The wand dropped to the floor. A small creamy-colored rabbit sat on the library chair, peering uncertainly over the edges, afraid to hop over the side onto the unknown floor below.

Current Location: library

heymrcrowley.livejournal.com

((Backdated to the day before the annullments. This is the conclusion of this plot which you may or may not remember. I'm officially back now, yay!))

( The Return )

( OOC note number 2 )

usethepoker.livejournal.com

( Welcome to the sideshow, I'm cutting to the chase/Yeah I can hear you thinking it's going all to waste/I don't mean to offend you when I look you in the eyes/What's all this commotion? It leaves me mystified )

Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Ozzy - Tomorrow

c-macaulay.livejournal.com

H.-

You're probably wondering where all your things are. I think the house-elves thought everything in our room was mine. So they moved it all into this tent where I'm living now. Oh, and Richard is living here too. Because we're married. But I'm going to try to fix it, I promise. I'm just not sure how yet. Francis thinks even if we can't annul it, maybe we can get a divorce? He seems to think his mother has had luck with that in the past.

your C.

Current Location: El Mundo del Sombrero, tent 17

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

One bright Hogwarts morning, fliers with small, numbered Hat-shaped plastic tokens are sent out to a select group of students via house elf. “Your presence is required at an Awards Ceremony in the Great Hall tonight,” the flier states. “Attendance is mandatory. Formal dress is required. Prizes will be given.”

And so, at the appointed time, the students are ushered into the Great Hall. It has been lavishly decorated for the occasion: streamers, flowers, a champagne fountain, the works. At the front of the hall sits the Sorting Hat, likewise decorated in a wreath of flowers and lots of bling. It sits imperiously and waits until everyone has taken a seat and the beautifully decorated doors have been closed and barred.

“My dear students,” it begins, “we are gathered here today for a wonderful ceremony. A ceremony of magic and beauty, and it is my privilege to be here with you. Now, before you can get your wonderful awards--” here one of the Hat's folds dips in what might have been a wink on something with a face--”are you all carrying your special prize tokens?” It waits for a little longer while the attending house elves (all carrying bouquets of multicolored flowers) check to ensure that yes, everyone in the room has one on their person. “Wonderful! By the power vested in me by the Board of Education, I now pronounce you married!”

Before the shock and outrage can set in, the Hat rushes into the next part of its speech. “No use getting upset, it's legal now! This place has become a haven for loose morals, and you're helping to fix that! Don't worry about your belongings, you won't have to spend a second sweating and becoming undesirable for your new spouses! While you've been here, the house elves have moved your sundries out to your new homes for you, isn't that nice of them? They've even been allowed to charm your new homes so that you can't remove your objects from them! Let's hear it for the house elves!” It doesn't pause for applause. “Now, I'll let you happy newlyweds get to the business of consummating your new relationships in the name of ~~duck waffles~~ procreation. Your tokens are numbered with your new addresses, and a map has been provided at the door. Don't try to run, the ushers have been provided with cattle prods and given the permission to use them.” The Hat waves a strap at one terrified-looking bouquet-holding elf near the front, who pulls a cattle prod out of the flowers and waves it around. “And now, onward! Onward to happy families! Onward to El Mundo Del Sombrero!”

The doors open. The armed house elves swarm, herding the students to a tent village on Hogwarts grounds. Resistance is futile.

Once arriving at the tent whose number matches the number on their token, each student will meet his or her new spouse(s) ...

((The tents in El Mundo Del Sombrero are wizarding tents that appear to be one-bedroom houses complete with bathrooms, kitchens, living rooms, etc. inside. Rearranging and addition of objects is allowed, removal of objects for the purposes of moving elsewhere or returning to the castle is not due to the charm on the tents. Players are allowed to NPC the house elves shocking their own characters if an escape attempt is made. Note that characters will not be barred from returning to the castle later to do other things, e.g., use the library; they just can't move back into the castle. Congratulations on your nuptials.

Feel free to RP in this post, or to post your own separate posts that take place within the dubious sanctuary of your brand-new tent!))

c-macaulay.livejournal.com

(( So yes, the TSH chars are incredibly plot-heavy at the moment -- apologies for cluttering the comm XD Timewise, this occurs after Richard's confrontation with Henry and after Camilla's subsequent conversation with Henry, but before Judy Poovey's arrival.))

( Sometimes we talk over dinner like old friends / Till I go and kill the bottle / I go off over any old thing / Break your heart and raise a glass or ten / To the good times that we shared and the bad times that we'll have )

Current Location: on the grounds
Current Music: The Cardigans "I Need Some Fine Wine and You, You Need to Be Nicer"

kamikazejudy.livejournal.com

( This place is so RETRO. )

"I have read the

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

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

h-m-winter.livejournal.com

( Two cars parked on the overpass/Rocks hit the water like broken glass/I should have known right then it was too good to last/God, it's such a drag when you're livin' in the past/Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes )

chameleonfaust.livejournal.com

((Backdated to 7/17ish.))

( Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss! Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies! Come Helen, come give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. )

Current Mood: ecstatic
Current Location: Ravenclaw

c-macaulay.livejournal.com

( Standing in between extinction in the cold and explosive radiating growth / So the warm blood flows through the large four-chambered heart / Maintaining the very high metabolism rate they have / Mammal, mammal / Their names are called / They raise a paw )

Current Mood: worried
Current Music: They Might Be Giants, "Mammal"

chameleonfaust.livejournal.com

((OOC: Richard Papen has changed hands, and now has a new LJ! :D Feel free to have your char see him wandering.))

( Beauty is harsh. )

Current Mood: confused
Current Location: popcorn room

tolo-nan-galad.livejournal.com

Hi everybody,

Sorry, but I need to take a brief hiatus again. I know I owe many, many tags, but RL is kicking butt for a bit - about three weeks more, and then I get a break (theoretically). So, here's the list:

Galadriel is in the library, having a three-way metaphysical discussion with Aziraphale and Gonzo regarding the theological implications of the afterlife, as construed through the existence of turnips.

War is practicing her flying, and trying to soup up her broom, hoping to make a quidditch team.

Indy owes Daniel Jackson a serious amount of drinks, and has gone to find some quality liquor to make up for his delinquency.

Duffman is passed out drunk in the Sorting Room.

Richard has hired Meg as his TA, and is currently in the library teaching himself more about Ancient Runes.

miss y'all,

Galadriel-mun

Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: "Bitch", by what's-her-face

c-macaulay.livejournal.com

Richard,

I can't be your research assistant anymore. I'd have talked to you about it but there isn't ever really a good time ~~and I think you'd only try to change my mind~~ and it's just better this way. I suppose it isn't the best thing to be saying via owl. I really am sorry.

Tea sometime this week, with Francis, maybe?

Camilla

Current Mood: calm

fabernathy.livejournal.com

((Permits for this app have been granted by the TSH muns. All icons courtesy of Lawngnomesorceress, who is teh love.))
Francis Abernathy, a young, elegantly dressed man with a mop of bright red hair, came sauntering into the sorting room. He did not evince much surprise at having found himself there. The night before, he'd taken rather too mmany sleeping pills, and his mother had been suggesting that his infrequent panic attacks ought to be cured via herbal remedies from some alternative medicine guru she'd known. So why should he not be halucinating this drafty stone room with its table and application?

Peering at the application through his pince-nez, he reached for the quill. He considered answering in Greek, and then thought better of it. With a slight shrug and a sigh, he commenced answering the questions in a neat, precise hand.
( Well, it isn't a Greek composition, but still. )

"I have read the

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

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

Current Mood: anxious

richardthegreek.livejournal.com

(lightly warded)

Dear Cam,

Thanks for the other night! It was all wonderful, and I am so glad we're together at last. Stop by my office later, and we'll plan from there. I think I need to have you on the books....

- Richard