[identity profile] nerdsexgoddess.livejournal.com
Very early on Friday morning, a team of house elves had begun construction of a large and gaudy pavilion, located just outside the window of the groundskeeper's hut. There was a lot of noise going on during this construction, which probably woke anyone currently sleeping in said gamekeeper hut.

Once the pavilion had been constructed, Amaranth swooped in to do some decorating. Soon, several picnic tables, all covered with plastic tablecloths, had been put into place. One table was designated for any food, and another would hold any gifts people would bring to the Turlough-Hagrid wedding reception.

The pavillion was large enough to give people room to move around--even to dance, if they should so choose. A karaoke machine had been set up in one corner, powered by magic. The food table contained a massive, three-layer wedding cake featuring likenesses of Turlough and Hagrid made out of chocolate, for those who had always hoped for an opportunity to bite off either of the grooms' heads, literally. One of the guests, Miranda binewski, had also brought scones, and there were, of course, other perennial wedding reception foods, such as homemade mints, a bowl of macadamia nuts, and both a relish and meat tray. Champagne had been provided for anyone who wished to imbibe. For the tetotalers, the house elves had made several pitchers of Crystal Lite. As with most large events at Hogwarts where food was offered, most of it was enchanted, though Amaranth had not realized this when she commissioned the food order from the house elves.

Amaranth looked around the gaily decorated pavillion and clapped her hands happily. True, Turlough and Hagrid hadn't wanted this marriage, but she was happy to help them celebrate in the best way she knew how.


((The scones were approved by Miranda mun in chat. As with all chocolate plots, the effects of the enchantments will vary according to what you want them to do, so have fun and be cracky. This RP is open to everyone, even if you don't know the characters in question, so feel free to have your character drop in without worrying about a pretext for them to do so.))
[identity profile] nerdsexgoddess.livejournal.com
The following anonymous post appeared on the compy network.

For the purposes of curiosity...

If you want to play, let me know in a reply to this thread, and I will pick three people currently in attendance at Hogwarts.

Which would you have sex with?
Which would you marry?
Which would you kill, provided that there weren't a no-kill spell?


If anyone else wants to assign choices as well, that would be grand!


((Edited to fix the rules. The mun has never actually played this game herself.))
[identity profile] igorofmalaria.livejournal.com
With the jam Strawberry Fields gave him, Igor set out to make the sandwiches he'd promised the hat. He'd finally found the kitchen. The short, big-eared, wrinkly students had been very helpful, but now he needed bread and a knife. Also anyone who's just done his first beginning potions work probably shouldn't be handling food.

Open to anyone to come in, help out, mess things up, or cook their own food.
[identity profile] rarebookangel.livejournal.com
The compy lab, on the whole, quite baffled Aziraphale. It was a far cry from the thundering voice of God, or, and this had been his personal favorites, the stone tablets with writing on them. Still and all, it was a fascinating invention, and Aziraphale took to spending lots of time in the lab, typing one-fingered and learning to play Where's an egg. (He could not manage the latter without divine intervention, or, as we fallible humans would think of it, cheating.)

On this particular day, however, Aziraphale was feeling more altruistic than usual, and so he decided to venture to post something on the Internet. He was happy that 'Aziraphale', as a screen name, had not been taken. It would have quite discomfited him if there had been another Aziraphale running around.

After some thought, he typed up the following and posted it on the Hogwartsnet.

It seems that the Internet is a good place to examine some of the more troubling questions that effect all of us. I am particularly thinking of spiritual matters. While not an expert, per se, I have some experience with the divine, and, while there are questions I am not allowed to answer, there are many others that I can. If you have a troubled soul, and have spiritual questions, feel free to ask and I will provide answers.


Aziraphale was quite earnest in his desire to help his fellow students with their spiritual delemmas. Also, nobody had bothered to explain the concept of trolling to him. Therefore, it was not so much a question of *what* could go wrong, but rather, *when* would something go wrong?
[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
Kusuriyuri knelt in the front of the classroom, waiting for the class to be well assembled. There was paper on each desk and quills waiting. As the students arrived, he watched them, as curious about his students as he had been the first time he’d taught. It still fascinated him to watch them interact and to see what they took from his lesson. When the class was assembled, he rose and began speaking.

The meaning of games )
[identity profile] 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 [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. JH
I have read the [livejournal.com profile] 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
[identity profile] eyes-uphere.livejournal.com
The woman appeared in the Sorting Room in mid-fall, just barely managing to tuck into a roll before hitting the ground. She quickly got up and brushed herself off. She wore a green tank top and tan shorts, and had her hair pulled back into a single braid. While she had piercing brown eyes, that wasn't the first thing that caught anyone's attention. The woman also had large, bouncing...
Is that a 9mm in your pocket, or are you happy to see me? )
[identity profile] sugarcube-nazi.livejournal.com
A slight figure in a trench coat and fedora stepped warily into the room. He looked around. Where one would expect to see a face, there was instead a white fabric with symmetrical black markings, which shifted slowly, creating different shapes that might resemble any number of things, depending on who you asked: now a pretty butterfly, now a dead dog's skull... A piece of paper fluttered down in front of him and he snatched it deftly. Upon examination, it appeared to be some sort of questionnaire. Rorschach was tempted to crumple it up and walk away, but something told him that it would be worth seeing what would happen if he filled it out.

Hurm. )

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

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