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An Urgent Meeting (Sam And Jon Closed RP)
Jul. 20th, 2007 06:26 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
starkwhitesnow.livejournal.comThere came an urgent knocking at Samwell's door late one evening. Jon Snow waited outside, eager to speak with his friend about recent events.
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starkwhitesnow.livejournal.com((Continued from here. Read at your own peril.))
Fortunately, as Sam and Jon left the Great Hall for their night of meaningless lust*, they happened to pass by the Room of Requirement, that wonderful piece of deus ex machina.
"Look, my portly lover!," Jon exclaimed, "A secluded chamber. I cannot wait the whole long walk to our quarters- lest I take you in the middle of the hall**, so let us stop here."
*Which they most certainly would regret in the morning, or whenever the spells wore off. Magic brownies were bitch like that.
**Much to the horror of any house elves that might pass by.
Fortunately, as Sam and Jon left the Great Hall for their night of meaningless lust*, they happened to pass by the Room of Requirement, that wonderful piece of deus ex machina.
"Look, my portly lover!," Jon exclaimed, "A secluded chamber. I cannot wait the whole long walk to our quarters- lest I take you in the middle of the hall**, so let us stop here."
*Which they most certainly would regret in the morning, or whenever the spells wore off. Magic brownies were bitch like that.
**Much to the horror of any house elves that might pass by.
Magic chocolates!
Jun. 16th, 2007 06:59 pmroxyspaulding.livejournal.com
( Mmm, brownies... )((These are plain and pot brownies, but both types are magical. The effects of the brownies are totally up to the mun of the character that eats them in terms of effects and duration. Eating a brownie is totally voluntary, and some of the brownies might be duds, too. Oh, and this is after DADA, if any of your chars want to take the edge off.))
starkwhitesnow.livejournal.comDripping butter the entire way, Jon and Sam headed to the Hufflepuff common room. The longer they walked, the more the smell of butter began to press down on them. Not to mention they were both in clothes more suited for the frozen north than Scotland in June. Jon was sweating fiercely after his jaunt outside and the prospect of a bath seemed more pleasant with every step he took.
When they arrived, Jon asked, "Well, where are these baths?"
When they arrived, Jon asked, "Well, where are these baths?"
starkwhitesnow.livejournal.com((For the purposes of this RP and future RPs, assume Jon has been popcorn and now is not! He does not remember any previous plots or how he got to Hogwarts.))
( Jon awoke in the dark, in a stone room, and at first, thought nothing of it. )
( Jon awoke in the dark, in a stone room, and at first, thought nothing of it. )
OOC: Making it official
Feb. 25th, 2007 10:01 amugly-imp.livejournal.comAs you've no doubt noticed, I haven't been around much. Sadly, this trend is probably going to continue until sometime in mid-Appril, so I've decided to just make my hiatus official.
I'll be back once my RL commitments are officially done, and I've got time to play again.
Take care, everyone, and save me some crack for when I get back.
I'll be back once my RL commitments are officially done, and I've got time to play again.
Take care, everyone, and save me some crack for when I get back.
Closed RP: Tiffany, Sam, and Al
Feb. 13th, 2007 11:48 ambig-wee-hag.livejournal.comAfter the alcohol-induced illness at New Year's, Tiffany spent the last several weeks staying as far away from the Ravenclaw bar as possible. As she was also busily studying the type of witchcraft that was taught here, it meant she normally hid out in the Library, so it all worked out quite well.
Today she was studying up on Charms, which she was finding especially interesting. She had her head buried in one large book, while two neat piles of other large books sat on the table next to her. One was smaller than the other, but which was which was slowly changing as she read through them.
Today she was studying up on Charms, which she was finding especially interesting. She had her head buried in one large book, while two neat piles of other large books sat on the table next to her. One was smaller than the other, but which was which was slowly changing as she read through them.
OOC hiatus
Feb. 6th, 2007 06:53 pmugly-imp.livejournal.comI'll be gone from tomorrow to, most likely, Monday, and, thus, will probably not be answering tags. After Monday, my schedule is going to be quite a bit busier, so I might not be around much at all the rest of this month.
Owl to Samwell
Feb. 3rd, 2007 08:22 pmstarkwhitesnow.livejournal.comThe note is hastily written and unwarded:
Sam:
Would you be interested in a game? Constable Fraser has invited me to learn 'hockey'. His partner will be there and he has asked if I would invite a friend as well. Would you care to join us?
Jon
Sam:
Would you be interested in a game? Constable Fraser has invited me to learn 'hockey'. His partner will be there and he has asked if I would invite a friend as well. Would you care to join us?
Jon
Open RP: Who, Me?
Jan. 15th, 2007 10:26 amcarri3-whit3.livejournal.comCarrie found the flier in the Hufflepuff common room on her way to breakfast. Once the shock subsided, she grabbed parchment and quill and copied the information to study over coffee. Lots and lots of coffee, this was going to take.
Candidates for Hufflepuff prefect....Jeeves, Quaxo, Toki - Carrie.
She read and reread her scribbled notes until her vision blurred. Prefect?! When did this happen? How did this happen? Why would anyone put her up for such a thing? The only time she'd ever nominated for anything, much less elected, the honor came with a punch line at the end... Then again, there was always the chance someone meant it as a compliment - wasn't there?
Although she wasn't really aware of it, the table and all the objects on it began to tremble ever so slightly.
((Feel free to come poke her. I'll be in and out today, but I'll be checking in as often as I can!))
Candidates for Hufflepuff prefect....Jeeves, Quaxo, Toki - Carrie.
She read and reread her scribbled notes until her vision blurred. Prefect?! When did this happen? How did this happen? Why would anyone put her up for such a thing? The only time she'd ever nominated for anything, much less elected, the honor came with a punch line at the end... Then again, there was always the chance someone meant it as a compliment - wasn't there?
Although she wasn't really aware of it, the table and all the objects on it began to tremble ever so slightly.
((Feel free to come poke her. I'll be in and out today, but I'll be checking in as often as I can!))
Closed RP - Samwell Tarly and Jon Snow
Jan. 11th, 2007 12:38 amsam-the-slayer.livejournal.comIt had been far too long since Samwell had spent any time with Jon, and he found that he missed him. So one fine cold morning after a walk, Sam was returning to the castle when he spotted Jon, out on business of his own.
A grin split his face and he waved cheerfully. "Jon! Hello! Have you got time for a chat?"
A grin split his face and he waved cheerfully. "Jon! Hello! Have you got time for a chat?"
Owls galore!
Dec. 30th, 2006 08:40 pmmakeminemayday.livejournal.com((Backdated to a couple days before Christmas. None of the confections sent are enchanted in any way. IC, May can't specify this since she doesn't know the dangers of cookies at Hogwarts.))
Having found her House, found the Owlry and actually managed to get a response from one friend from home - although it took a few owls to convince Normie that it was from her, that she was not insane, that she was fine and if he didn't call her folks and help her out with the shopping list she'd tell Brenda every embarrassing story about him she could recall from when they were kids - May is in a thoroughly good mood.
She's received the Biggest Care Package Ever (it's like Mary Jane bought out the grocery store making cookies) and then some, and since Christmas is coming, she decides to send gifts to almost everyone she knows. Fortunately, she hasn't been at Hogwarts longotherwise this post would take her mun EVEN LONGER.
( Owl to Christine Daae )
( Owl to Lily )
( Owl to Elizabeth Bennet )
( Owl to Molly Weasley )
( Owl to Professor Maturin )
( Owl to Laura Palmer )
( Owl to Ian Malcolm )
( Owl to Jill )
( Owl to Samwell Tarley )
( Owl to the Sorting Hat )
Having found her House, found the Owlry and actually managed to get a response from one friend from home - although it took a few owls to convince Normie that it was from her, that she was not insane, that she was fine and if he didn't call her folks and help her out with the shopping list she'd tell Brenda every embarrassing story about him she could recall from when they were kids - May is in a thoroughly good mood.
She's received the Biggest Care Package Ever (it's like Mary Jane bought out the grocery store making cookies) and then some, and since Christmas is coming, she decides to send gifts to almost everyone she knows. Fortunately, she hasn't been at Hogwarts long
( Owl to Christine Daae )( Owl to Lily )( Owl to Elizabeth Bennet )( Owl to Molly Weasley )( Owl to Professor Maturin )( Owl to Laura Palmer )( Owl to Ian Malcolm )( Owl to Jill )( Owl to Samwell Tarley )( Owl to the Sorting Hat )
Open RP - Back to the Grind
Dec. 18th, 2006 03:18 pmsam-the-slayer.livejournal.comEver since his sorting, Samwell had been dividing his time between his bedroom in Hufflepuff, the Hogwarts library, and the Great Hall. It was nice not to worry about sudden hardship, or random attacks or anything else. And he was definitely getting used to the idea of eating filling and delicious food.
At length, however, he realized this wasn't going to work. He'd been struggling ever since he took the Black to not be useless anymore, and despite the fact that he could happily never leave the Hogwarts library, he knew he ought to be exercising, because one never knew when one might be called on to fight.
So today he was moving purposefully through the halls of Hogwarts, wearing a swordbelt, his face set in an expression of grim determination. He looked, in fact, like he were headed for the firing squad, and he was praying he didn't run into any of his fellow Westerosi. Especially the ones who could actually use swords for their intended purpose, because he would probably not manage to keep his resolve if he got laughed at.
At length, however, he realized this wasn't going to work. He'd been struggling ever since he took the Black to not be useless anymore, and despite the fact that he could happily never leave the Hogwarts library, he knew he ought to be exercising, because one never knew when one might be called on to fight.
So today he was moving purposefully through the halls of Hogwarts, wearing a swordbelt, his face set in an expression of grim determination. He looked, in fact, like he were headed for the firing squad, and he was praying he didn't run into any of his fellow Westerosi. Especially the ones who could actually use swords for their intended purpose, because he would probably not manage to keep his resolve if he got laughed at.
Samwell Tarley: A Song of Ice and Fire
Dec. 4th, 2006 06:53 pmsam-the-slayer.livejournal.comThe door to the sorting room opened and the newest applicant stumbled through it. The noticeable thing about him was that he was young, fairly heavyset, and carrying an obsydian dagger in his belt. He also really, really, really didn't look like this was his idea of fun.
He looked around the sorting room wildly, and then let out a little shriek that was definitely not manly when the first question came thundering at him, from nowhere and everywhere.
( May be spoilery. Will definitely be emo. You have been warned. )
"I have read the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hogwarts_hocus FAQ and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. Samwell
I have read thehogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one. Samwell
"I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Samwell
One day, marmalade will rule the world. Samwell
((I let all the ASOIAF muns know I was doing this. No one screamed and threw a fit.))
He looked around the sorting room wildly, and then let out a little shriek that was definitely not manly when the first question came thundering at him, from nowhere and everywhere.
( May be spoilery. Will definitely be emo. You have been warned. )"I have read the
hogwarts_hocus FAQ and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. SamwellI have read the
hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one. Samwell"I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Samwell
One day, marmalade will rule the world. Samwell
((I let all the ASOIAF muns know I was doing this. No one screamed and threw a fit.))
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