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((Plus their Shoggies if they care to appear. Backdated to December 31st of last year.))

Variety may be the spice of life, but there was something to be said for familiarity and the stability and balance it brought, particularly for someone whose interpersonal relationships had been on a perpetual revolving door basis, with few exceptions. For Skwisgaar, the bands he'd been a member of had been about as interchangeable and disposable as groupies, before Dethklok. Dethklok was worthy of his talent, Dethklok challenged him to be at the top of his game. In the same vein, he hadn't known that a real, meaningful, long term relationship was even feasible for someone such as him, before Toki found a way into his heart and made him realise what "forever" could mean. Toki and Dethklok were his exceptions.

( Read more... )

i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com

Gifts from Baron Vladimir Harkonnen-

( To Valentine Wolfe )

( To Elric of Melniboné )

( To Ariane Emory II )

Gifts from Elric of Melnibone-

( To Ariane Emory II )

Gifts from Jherek Carnelian-

( To Rarity )

( To Ariane Emory II )

( To Jem )

Gifts from the Shoggies-

( To the Entire School- )

engravedonsouls.livejournal.com

In more recent days, Lenneth had steadily come to the realization that she'd never cooked a day in her life. In fact, Platina hadn't done any cooking either. The lack of food, in the home of the Valkyrie's human form, had forced Platina's mother to do the cooking so that no food was wasted. She could only recall that the meals were terrible but at least Platina had been fed.

And now, Lenneth wondered if perhaps she could cook a meal. She spent the better part of the day hunting for books on cooking, and then searching for recipes that didn't appear complicated. There was a pie that looked good but it seemed like it'd be hard. Maybe she'd try that once she got the hang of cooking. And then she found a recipe for tarts that had some kind of "peanut butter cups" placed in them. That one was certainly tempting, so she made a note of that one. And there was the classic chocolate chip cookies.

The goddess obviously chose the easy and well-loved chocolate chip cookies.

It started out well enough. She mixed the batter, poured in the chips and figured out (after about twenty minutes) how to preheat the oven. When the cookies went in, she was careful and then went to do what else she needed. Lenneth wasn't sure how it happened, but her cookies burned... in fire. She yelped and jumped back before fumbling for her wand and putting it out. Sure, she's a goddess and it couldn't hurt her too terribly but it was still a terrible surprise when your cookies catch fire! Even more so when, as you try to put the fire out, the sleeve of your robe catches fire. Her armor had always been so much more convenient. At least she could put the fire out without help.

But cooking was definitely... Not something she'd be trying for a long while.

wombatminer.livejournal.com

((Digger is taken from after the end of the comic with the assumption she made it home ok; she has vague memories of Hogwarts but nothing specific.))

Digger had thought she was done waking up in ridiculous circumstances, but clearly, this wasn't the case, because in a strange place, surrounded by giant popcorn and covered in butter was ridiculous by anyone's measure. She sighed, facepalming, and then spent a moment furiously trying to wipe melted butter from her eye.

Well, no point crying over cracked marble (or errant dairy products, for that matter) - despite the butter, it didn't seem that anyone was trying to eat her, which was always a plus in Digger's book. And the stonework here was of solid quality, always a good sign - although she couldn't quite shake the feeling that it was somehow familiar. The wombat paused for a moment to extract a stick of chalk from her pack, marked a neat arrow next to the door of the popcorn room, and started along the passageway. Maybe she'd run into someone reasonable, although honestly, Digger wasn't holding out much hope on that score. As likely as not, there would probably be gods involved in a situation like this.

i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com

((In short- It's a giant over-the-top wedding party with a Dethklok concert for characters to enjoy and do whatever- the whole school's been invited. It should be noted that Dethklok's music is known to have a almost magical effect- they've driven audiences insane, raised trolls, caused hurricanes, etc. Half the food's been spiked by Valentine, choose your poison if desired! This was a group-written bit of epic TL;DR with permission received from all characters mentioned- sorry about the length, but there's a lot going on! The dragons arrive at the very end of the party- they mark 'the end' so to say, and are mostly just torching everything but the DETHTOWER, They're not assaulting any random chars, so there's no reason for anyone to interfere with them, it's basically 'under control'. . . =D ))

Certain human traditions are nearly universal- in most any culture, the concept of marriage can be found in one form or another. And in most of these cultures, marriages involve weddings. The Baron Vladimir Harkonnen and Lord Valentine Wolfe knew this as well as anyone, and, also knew exactly what a wedding actually was. Although many of the common masses felt weddings to be a wonderful, romantic celebration of a couple's love and commitment, both of these noblemen knew that a wedding was actually a huge, memorable party- memorable being key- intended to make a public statement. Although the exact nature of this statement varied from situation to situation, Vladimir and Valentine were well-aware that their union was making the best statement, which basically summed up to "We're better than you, we have more fun than you, and if you fuck with either of us, you fuck with both of us." Obviously, this statement had to be accompanied by a party of unforgettable proportion.

( An epic account of the wedding extravaganza follows. . . )

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

The Sorting Hat kept up with the trends! It knew that the world was scheduled to end on May 21, and all the righteous would be uplifted to Heaven.

Since the Sorting Hat knew itself to be the wisest and most righteous being of all, it came to the most logical conclusion.

Upon waking from a nap on the afternoon of the 21st, and realizing it was still at Hogwarts, the Hat understood that it was already in Heaven.

Hogwarts was heaven.

"Halos and harps for everyone!" the Hat decreed.

And so it was. House elves brought everyone gilt halos and strap-on wings and hand-held harps, or autoharps, or the occasional harmonica (the house elves had taken to tasing one another for fun, and their mental acuity was not what it once was). The Great Hall (still home to the wax display of Hatsguard Heroes, mind you) was bedecked in white draperies, tinsel, and leftover battle fog from the Harkonnen Dining Experience machines (the Hat felt this would create a cloudlike effect). Angel food cake and ambrosia were the evening meal. Oh, and cans of Red Bull ((at player suggestion, because it GIVES YOU WINGS)).

~~Debbie Gibson's~~ BELINDA CARLISLE's "Heaven Is a Place on Earth" was piped through WART, the insipid soundtrack of Hat Heaven. Alternating with the Elvenking cover of same ((thanks to Igor-mun)).

arrogantmage.livejournal.com

Over the ruins of Hat Shore, Lezard Valeth hovered. Levitation allowed him to cross the seared and acid-sodden patches of ground without damaging his boots or soiling the hem of his cloak.

His sorceries had already dismantled what remained of the dome that had formerly barred the reality-show set from the grounds beyond. Even Lezard could not have availed against its enchantments, when it was whole. The breach imposed by the terrorbear had robbed it of its power, and now the protean substance was malleable to the mage's whims.

He made of the dome's remnants a gelid stuff which he could shape without touch, waving his wand like a conductor to meld the flows. Soon the area was dotted with castles and stalagmites, spires and crystals.

What should he do next?

runaway-stark.livejournal.com

Since stealing Jaime Lannister's golden hand, Arya had spent more time than usual in her room in Gryffindor. Mostly she stared at it as it sat on a dusty low table, thinking. ~~Starks were not good schemers, as a whole.~~ Ideas for what to do with it had been thought up and considered, and eventually put aside. Put it in a privy somewhere? Well, he had killed Jory, and Heward, and Wyl. And probably lots of other people besides, along with the old mad king. But he had also said that he wanted to kill Queen Cersei, too, so... maybe not that, then.

At least, not unless he did something really horrid here.

At last, she decided on an appropriate punishment for being a Lannister who killed her father's men and broke oaths and probably did all sorts of other things besides, and set out to do so. Around Hogwarts, the golden hand appeared for short lengths of time, variously adorned, and hexed to fixtures, unable to be removed. Until, of course, Arya decided that it was time for it to move on again.

The hand appeared:
-Taped to a stick in the Great Hall. The stick is tied to a table and unable to be removed; a scrap of parchment with "FREE BACKSCRATCHER" scrawled on it lies next to it.
-Glued to a keyboard in the compy lab.
-Seeming to hold a big pink flower, wedged in a low fork in a tree close to the greenhouses.
-Being used to stir a pot of soup in the kitchens by an irritated-looking house elf.
-Covered in silver glitter in front of DETHTOWER.

((Arya will mostly be hanging around in the background and watching people gawk at the hand. If you want to interact with her, leave a note in the subject line! Otherwise she's just flaunting that Jaime has no hand.))

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

(( OOC: The CWB event is going so well! Everyone is being awesome and now it's time to wrap it up. We definitely have enough attackers, with enough luck, to defeat the bear. Since we have so many separate fight threads going on but there is only one Canadian Weasley Bear, we thought we should bring it all together. To avoid getting hung up on posting order, here's how it will work:

One of the fighters posts a comment
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The Hat account replies for the Bear
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Any other fighter replies to that Bear comment
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The Hat account replies again for the Bear
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Any other fighter replies to that comment

Etc, until we think the Bear has been vanquished! This way we keep it all in one thread, but we also avoid getting stalled by posting order. The Bear will be played with speed by mods who've subscribed to the thread, so that there won't be a lag on the Bear's side. Make sense? If not, give us a shout. ))

( Scores thus far, in order of success: )

***
( our story thus far!!! )

Time to take this ginger menace down.

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

The dome was supposed to be indestructable. Hat magic trumped almost every power known to man or god, here on the Hat's turf.

Yet there was a creature the Hat was known to fear.

The Canadian Weasley bear.

( In which the Canadian Weasley bear is discussed )

It started by attacking the dome — the last place the scent of the other bear's pelt could be detected. (Elric had given the pelt to Ariane Emory as a superlatively romantic Valentine's Day gift. Ari, learning of its origin, hadn't wanted it around any longer, and stashed it within the dome. Ironically, she'd done so in the belief the impregnable and invulnerable dome would be the safest place to hide such an artifact.)

Spiders poured from the bear's mouth in an unending stream. Some skittered through the gash the bear's claws were tearing in the dome.

Where was Elric of Melniboné, whose Stormbringer might stand a chance against the Canadian Weasley bear? Where was Ariane Emory, who could've deduced what the bear was after?

( in which it is explained why Stormbringer is unavailable to save the day )

The Hat Shore cast was on its own. They would have to fend off the Canadian Weasley bear. They couldn't die trying, thanks to the protective enchantments on the Hogwarts grounds, but any close encounter with a Canadian Weasley bear could get ugly pretty quickly in painful and nightmarish ways exclusive of death.

Conveniently, Kojiro was nowhere to be seen ...

((OOC note: The Canadian Weasley bear / TerrorBear can be written as an NPC in any of the Hat Shore contestants' tags. As with Yoda Boot Camp, when attacking the Canadian Weasley bear, go to random.org and use the number generator on the front page, 1 to 100, on the subject line of each first event post for your character. This determines the success of your attack or tactic, on a scale from 1 = complete failure and your character taking damage from a bear counterattack, to 100 = critical hit with impunity.

Try not to KO the bear immediately, so everyone who wants to play can have a chance :) Creative and/or amusing tactics are welcome, along with involvement from dropbears and tree octopi. Small fires will erupt in the bear's footprints, and the bear will continue to drool spiders until KOed.

If the Hat Shore cast doesn't collectively manage to stop the bear, Something Else will happen. If they do manage to stop the bear, Something Magical will happen.

Live broadcast will be shown in the Great Hall. Characters capable of escaping the castle to attack the bear from outside the dome may do so. The rest should remain indoors since the Hat will have battened down the proverbial hatches and raised an alarm.))

my-soul-itches.livejournal.com

Talking to Jem had put Megan in an incredibly good mood, and she felt like sharing. She had spent the past few days shut in her room, working out the logistics, making decorations, going through her music collection (and what she could find in the radio station, once she finally stumbled over it) and at the last minute, scrambling over to the Hufflepuff food libraries for snacks.

Since it would take forever to decorate the Great Hall all by herself (even with her awesome wings and teleporting, that room was huge) she got a decent-sized flock or swarm or whatever you called a group of house elves to help tack up posters and streamers and lights while she sent off a quick owl and grabbed the music from her room. It was all fun stuff, easy to dance to, even what she had borrowed from the WART studio: Dazzler (naturally), Katy Perry, Pink, Lady Gaga, that sort of thing.

As a last measure, she 'ported around the school and scattered fliers. Because nothing said a dance like fliers.

((Share your favorite top 40-type dance songs if you want! Assume they are in whatever she grabbed from the WART studio. As a side note, I have been rocking out to my favorite late-nineties pop while writing this, mostly Aqua. It has been incredibly distracting. In any case, have your characters unwind and have fun!))

hogwarts-kojiro.livejournal.com

Ask Dean Winchester, and he might tell you he'd escaped the Hat Shore dome. Ask the Sorting Hat, and it might tell you Dean just wasn't entertaining enough for the Hat's liking. (More shirtlessness would have pleased the Sorting Hat.) On the one hand, the Dome was unbreakable; on the other hand, the night of Dean's departure, the Dome had been open for visitors to come and go freely.

The nature of the departure was not covered on the show, either by Ari's voiceover or by Elric the Adjudicator's in-house admonishments.

What did happen openly was this: the Sorting Hat, inspired by other reality shows, decided to introduce a new housemate, one chosen for maximum drama.

It was none other than the Headmistress' secretary, Hogwarts' own resident samurai ninja king, Kojiro the enigmatic.

He moved into the room Dean used to share with Turlough — but did he sleep there? He seemed to be everywhere but his own room. Perpetually shirtless, Kojiro would sit on the living-room sofa oiling his bare and hairless chest with Johnson's Baby Oil. He would nap in others' beds while they were off doing other things during the daytime. He would also short-sheet others' beds. Perhaps someone had given Kojiro some kind of handbook on stereotypical summer-camp pranks.

It was unlikely anyone had fallen for it when Kojiro covered the toilet bowl with clingfilm.

Of course, there was never any proof Kojiro had done these things (though the cameraman quite often captured Kojiro's antics for the viewers' benefit). Except for the clear oily smudges his baby-oiled hands might leave, he had no real calling card to leave. But who else to blame? None of this stuff was happening before Dean left and Kojiro joined Hat Shore!

The time had come. Feeling obligated in his erstwhile Prefectly role, Beowulf called a House Meeting.

Everyone was invited except Kojiro, who'd taken the limo back to the school for the night. Adding insult to injury, Kojiro was allowed to leave the dome anytime he wanted.

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

Hat Shore party planning had ended up falling mostly into the hands of a couple of contestants, along with set designer Jherek Carnelian. These 'couple' of contestants were actually the Shoggies and Beowulf, who'd squelched and shouted their way toward transforming Hat Shore into a strange Under The Sea experience.

( the lagoon )

( the musical stylings of the Shoggies )

( refreshments )

( CAKETOWN )

( the Lonely Hearts Club: speed-dating amidst the battle fog )

And so, on the night of Feb. 14th, Hat Shore's doors were opened to the whole of Hogwarts for the festivities.

smaug-thegolden.livejournal.com

From Smaug to Elric, Ancalagon, Dethklok, Shoggies, Ofdensen, Raistlin, and Igor:

Smaug had very little understanding of Valentine's Day, having only heard from Toki and Skwisgaar that it was a 'dildos hearts day', with some manner of possibly coercive celebration involved. From this he'd inferred that it was a day when one gave their family, friends, and associates hearts. And if his adoptive parents were celebrating it, well...

( I think you know where this is going. )

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

So where did the Hat get a magic boombox?

And where did all this boiled goose come from? Because there are platters of boiled goose in random places around the Hat Shore house. Not just in the dining room, but also on the bathroom counter, and the coffee table, and on one of the lounge chairs poolside.

The boombox starts playing. It doesn't seem to have an off switch or batteries to remove. It won't turn off until it's gone through its entire playlist. Which consists of:

( the Hat's idea of entertainment )

As long as the music is playing, the residents of Hat Shore feel inclined to dance, wear fingerless gloves, eat boiled goose, dance some more ... (Since no one is sufficiently geriatric for the nursing-home-specific effect to kick in, everyone is spared the orgies that a magic boombox could have created.)

The dancing is interpretive and creative!

ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com

( The contestants are led from the limos to the house ... )

The pairs were:

Bad Boyz 4 Lyfe: Bucky Katt and Kuronue, room 2.

SnarkBros: Vislor Turlough and Dean Winchester, room 7.

Pretty in Pink: Cathy Dollanganger and the Shoggies, room 1.

Team Beefcake: Beowulf Ecgtheowsson and Captain Jack Harkness, room 3.

Bat and Bait: The Scout and Adam Milligan, room 4.

Sparkle and Kimono: George St. Bartleigh and Sanada Yukimura, room 6.

Team Estrogen: Glorificus and Maddie Magellan, room 5.

Once the entire group of fourteen was assembled, the house-elves herded them into the Hat Shore house's dining room, where each was required to sit in a suspensor chair. A map of Arrakis hanging on the dining-room wall revealed its true purpose: it wasn't a map, it was a television screen! The desert geography dissolved into the familiar interior of Hogwarts' own Great Hall, with Ariane Emory somberly gazing into the camera, microphone in hand.

( Welcome to Hat Shore. )

( Elric the Adjudicator lays down the laws )

Before anyone could pose a question about the rules, the Adjudicator raised a hand to ward off such foolish attempts. "Questions will not be taken at this time. Rules are not up for debate. Contestants, to your rooms! Craft supplies await you!"

And indeed they did. Tons of craft supplies had been brought to each room by the house elves while the contestants were listening to Elric. Many colors of felt, glitter and glue, ample markers and butcher paper, a bulletin board for each room, and -- the pièce de resistance -- each room had its very own Bedazzler.

nerdofthelord.livejournal.com

Gentlemen,

I respectfully suggest that you consider instituting a minimum age for admittance to your tower. The warning sign is adequate for adult humans, but the very young are typically unable to read, and lack the experience to make an informed choice about entering the premises or to take suitable precautions once within.

That said, thank you for your hospitality on my and my associate's recent visit to the site. As requested, please find attached a list of possible penguin names, some of which I hope will be found suitable.

Sincerely,

Castiel

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((Unfortunately, Cas isn't necessarily that much more imaginative about naming things than the Shoggies themselves...))

Genesis         Exodus
Leviticus       Revelation
Noah             Solomon
Sarah            Ruth
Alexandria     Constantinople
Giza              Jerusalem
Bethlehem      Nazareth
Metallica      Kansas
Pontiac        Lawrence
Cicero         ((And, for reasons unknown even to his mun,)) Acapulco.

shoggies.livejournal.com

As the first day of the year dawns, crudely-lettered posters appear around the school. These posters contain almost nothing aside from their cryptic lettering.

It is a New Year for humans.
The Stars Are Right!
for
DETHTOWER

FOLLOW THE SIGNS

Enjoy DETHTOWER.

(The bottom of each sign contains an arrow, pointing in a direction that will lead to another sign, with another arrow, and so on, until reaching a large sign which now stands upon the school grounds.)

It had been promised many months ago. Certain elements of plan had changed- it was certainly not atop the tower of House Hufflepuff- but, nevertheless, it had now come into being. Stone by stone it had risen, its name given by Nathan Explosion, its construction hidden by the odd angle at which the architectural monstrosity was set in regards to normal, three-dimensional space.

( Here follows a TL;DR description of the DETHTOWER and some of what is to be found therein. )

grandmasteryoda.livejournal.com

Cards from Codex to:

( Francium. )

( Dieter. )

( Igor. )

( Nemo. )

( Marcus. )

( Sakon and Ukon. )

Gifts and such from Megan:

( Igor! )

( Sage and Rat! )

( Maddie! )

( Dean! )

( Rose! )

Valentine's presents:

( Baron Harkonnen. )

( Jasper. )

( Dethklok. )

( Professor Homsar. )

Not-presents from Lee:

( Methos. )

( Raistlin. )

( Castiel. )

Something confused from Sokka:

( Ty Lee? )

( Kurama and... Mr. Kurama? )

From Aayla, there are a bowl of fortune cookies under a tiny Christmas tree in the Gryffindor common room, with "Merry Christmas - From Aayla Secura" on the bowl. The fortune cookies are not cursed, drugged, or in any way tampered with--they just have happy messages inside.

From Santa Yoda:

( To R2-D2 and C-3P0: )

( To Rat: )

( To Tenel Ka: )

( To Coraline: )

( To Toki and the Shoggies: )

( To Dieter: )

((And because I think it's hilarious, the voices of Obi-Wan Kenobi and Yoda from Star Wars: The Clone Wars did their own version of 'Twas The Night Before Christmas this year. Obi-Wan, Cad Bane, and Ziro doing How The Grinch Stole Christmas last year was pretty fun, too!))

charlesofdensen.livejournal.com

( From Ofdensen to Nathan )

( From Ofdensen to the other Dethboys )

( From Ofdensen to the Shoggies )

( From Ofdensen to Smaug )

( From Kaga to Yukimura and Kuronue )

( From Kaga to A )

( From Kaga to Kurama and Kusuriyuri )

( From Turlough to Eleventy )

( From Turlough to Nine )

( From Turlough to the Master )

( From Wishbone to anyone he considers a friend )

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A New Year [Closed RP: Skwisgaar and Toki]

Xmas Gifts from the Baron, Elric, Jherek, and Shoggies

Today in Lenneth's kitchen of fail...

The Unpopping of a Wombat ((open rp))

The Harkonnen-Wolfe Wedding Extravaganza! (with Dethklok!)

love, lift us up where we belong! (open rp, all school)

in the ruins ((open))

Travelling hand (Open RP!)

The Canadian Weasley Bear faces off with the high rollers. (Open to those fighting against the CWB)

Hat Shore finale: attack of the Canadian Weasley bear

Just dance (Open RP!)

Drama llama [open to Hat Shore participants; subthread open to Hat Shore viewers]

Hat Shore hosts the UNDER THE SEA dance for Valentine's Day (open to all school)

Happy Hearts Day from Smaug

magic boombox (Hat Shore participants)

Reality show event 1: Crafts and tacos!

Owl to the Shoggies

DETHTOWER has arrived!

Gifts from Codex, Megan, Valentine, Lee, Sokka, Aayla, and Yoda

[Owl] Lazy Christmas gifts because the mun is lazy

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