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OOC: Back from Hiatus
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not-the-rum.livejournal.comAy, me 'earties, Jack Sparrow and Voldie are back! Post here if we had agreed on a thread earlier/I've left threads hanging/there was a reference to either one. Or even if just want some action.
I should be hanging around the IRC channel. Missed you guys.
I should be hanging around the IRC channel. Missed you guys.
OOC: I suck.
Aug. 13th, 2006 06:25 pmnot-the-rum.livejournal.comEr, I know I did say that I would be back around now at the latest, but RL drama just up and slapped me in the face really hard. With a dead stinkin' fish. Or it may be alive, I don't know. In any case, I know you guys don't care for my excuses and only want me back-- I just really really really apologize for my absence.
I will be back soon though. I'm thinking this Thursday? Or Friday. Possibly the weekend. School starts for me tomorrow. D: But it shouldn't take me more than a week to get myself back on track and ready to RP again. My brain just can't take it right now. I miss you all. ♥
I will be back soon though. I'm thinking this Thursday? Or Friday. Possibly the weekend. School starts for me tomorrow. D: But it shouldn't take me more than a week to get myself back on track and ready to RP again. My brain just can't take it right now. I miss you all. ♥
not-the-rum.livejournal.comArgh, Jack Sparrow and Voldie-mun here. Just wanted to let you guys know that RL and school has reared its ugly head and sent me screaming, looking for the nearest cover. I'm so sorry to have left threads hanging (I'm looking at you, Methos and Chiana-muns) but I probably won't be getting back into the scheme of things until... this weekend at the earliest, or next weekend at the latest.
If I do happen to be gone for a prolonged period of time, Jack Sparrow is off... doing piratey things and Voldemort has decided to wander around London for awhile. Again, apologies!
(ETA: I'll still be checking my email, so feel free to contact me via that if need be. ♥)
If I do happen to be gone for a prolonged period of time, Jack Sparrow is off... doing piratey things and Voldemort has decided to wander around London for awhile. Again, apologies!
(ETA: I'll still be checking my email, so feel free to contact me via that if need be. ♥)
WART 46 with Captain Jack Sparrow: Avast!
Jul. 26th, 2006 07:47 pmnot-the-rum.livejournal.comAhoy, and a very good morning to ye, Hogwarts! Captain Jack Sparrow aboard the WART studio at your service. I know you can hardly contain your excitement at hearing my voice, but hang in there. It's still early, aye?
*the sound of a bottle cap popping can be heard in the background, followed by gulping and a satisfied sigh* There we go, all better. Now then, for the second best part of the show that is unfortunately not my voice, the music. ( All hands hoay! )
*the sound of a bottle cap popping can be heard in the background, followed by gulping and a satisfied sigh* There we go, all better. Now then, for the second best part of the show that is unfortunately not my voice, the music. ( All hands hoay! )
Pirate lovers Radio!
Jul. 25th, 2006 01:38 pmlizzyswan.livejournal.comSlightly tipsy on rum, Elizabeth stumbles into the radio studio. She isn't too drunk that she is completely oblivious of her actions, and her words are clear enough. She is just drunk enough to brave the airwaves.
'Okay... what does that flash mean? Oh God! Hello...? Hello! I'm Miss Swann, but if I like you, you can call me Elizabeth, and if your name is Barbossa, you can call me Miss Turner. If you are, in fact, Mr Turner, then you can call me whatever you want.'
There is a short pause, then a click and the blast of music
I have heard that you can talk to me through the fireplace. I don't quite understand, especially since this is very sooty...
However, there's nothing wrong with trying. Oh, go on, try!'
'Okay... what does that flash mean? Oh God! Hello...? Hello! I'm Miss Swann, but if I like you, you can call me Elizabeth, and if your name is Barbossa, you can call me Miss Turner. If you are, in fact, Mr Turner, then you can call me whatever you want.'
There is a short pause, then a click and the blast of music
I have heard that you can talk to me through the fireplace. I don't quite understand, especially since this is very sooty...
However, there's nothing wrong with trying. Oh, go on, try!'
not-the-rum.livejournal.com((OOC: Sorry for godmodding the centaurs! Mods, feel free to smack me if I've done anything wrong.))
It was dead in the middle of the night when a bloodcurdling scream interrupted the silence. Soon to follow was the cawing of birds as they rose above the forest canopy in a black mass.
Captain Jack Sparrow emerged at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, running full speed towards the castle, mouth agape with horror. He has each of his boots in one hand and was barefoot, a fact that was apparrently causing him considerable amounts of distress, for he emitted 'Oo's' and 'Ah's' every painful step he took. Giving a sideways glance behind him, he paused to pull up one of the boots on his left leg, but an arrow narrowly missed his head and pinned his hat to the floor. Jack's mouth formed a little 'o.' More arrows and dodging soon followed, with the pirate jumping from one foot to the other like he was dancing on hot coals.
"Not good, not good," he muttered to himself, grabbing his hat just before another batch of arrows thunked to the piece of ground it covered just moments before. "Stop putting holes on my hat!" he wailed after turning towards the forest, where a line of centaurs stood shooting. Thinking better of it, Jack grimaced, turned tail and resumed running again, this time his hat pressed protectively to his chest.
It was dead in the middle of the night when a bloodcurdling scream interrupted the silence. Soon to follow was the cawing of birds as they rose above the forest canopy in a black mass.
Captain Jack Sparrow emerged at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, running full speed towards the castle, mouth agape with horror. He has each of his boots in one hand and was barefoot, a fact that was apparrently causing him considerable amounts of distress, for he emitted 'Oo's' and 'Ah's' every painful step he took. Giving a sideways glance behind him, he paused to pull up one of the boots on his left leg, but an arrow narrowly missed his head and pinned his hat to the floor. Jack's mouth formed a little 'o.' More arrows and dodging soon followed, with the pirate jumping from one foot to the other like he was dancing on hot coals.
"Not good, not good," he muttered to himself, grabbing his hat just before another batch of arrows thunked to the piece of ground it covered just moments before. "Stop putting holes on my hat!" he wailed after turning towards the forest, where a line of centaurs stood shooting. Thinking better of it, Jack grimaced, turned tail and resumed running again, this time his hat pressed protectively to his chest.
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savvy-jack-s.livejournal.comJack saunters into the Ravenclaw common room, his usual stagger/swagger returned once more. Apparently the effects of the chocolate have finally worn off the poor man, and he's now decidedly ill-disposed. What was he thinking? Being polite and helpful? Even downright nice? This is worse than any hangover he's ever had. These memories must be drowned in a lot of alcohol. Jack walks behind the bar and gets himself a tall mugfull of rum, then sits and proceeds to drink himself silly...
Ravenclaw Dorm, at the Bar (around noon)
May. 2nd, 2006 05:32 pmcafpowgirl.livejournal.com((After Morfin's support group, Sara led Abby back to the Ravenclaw dorm, where hse promptly went to sleep exhausted.))
When Abby awoke, at first she was shocked. Then, the events of the previous day sank in and she realized she was still blind. After questioning several Ravenclaws, she found her way to the bar and sat down. She requested a beer, which was promptly delivered to her. "Thank you.." she spoke to the mysterious bartender. Taking a sip, she was pleased at how good it was.
((Arranged meeting with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
savvy_jack_s but anybody who wants to can stop by))
When Abby awoke, at first she was shocked. Then, the events of the previous day sank in and she realized she was still blind. After questioning several Ravenclaws, she found her way to the bar and sat down. She requested a beer, which was promptly delivered to her. "Thank you.." she spoke to the mysterious bartender. Taking a sip, she was pleased at how good it was.
((Arranged meeting with
savvy_jack_s but anybody who wants to can stop by))
Abby returns....
Apr. 30th, 2006 12:22 amcafpowgirl.livejournal.comShe paused for a moment. Although she'd been here once before, Hogwarts was quite an imposing presence. But, they'd needed her back at NCIS, so she left reluctantly. The situation had been resolved, and she'd requested a leave of absence. At first Jen wasn't going to let her go, but Gibbs convinced her. All her life, Abby'd put her faith in science, trusting that things could be explained logiccally through basic scientific principles. But now, there was magic. Magic, with wands, curses, charms, and owls delivering messages. If she hadn't came back, well, she'd spend the rest of her life asking 'what if'. Abby wasn't a what-if kind of girl. She believed in trying most things at least once, and some a lot more. Carrying her bag with her laptop, a case of Caf-Pow, and some other things, she stepped into the hallway and just paused. Drawing a deep breath, she couldn't help but feel excited. Who knew what would happen this time?
Owl to Lupin
Apr. 14th, 2006 09:42 amanthony-crowley.livejournal.comRemus,
You up for some company?
-Crowley
You up for some company?
-Crowley
damnfinecupof.livejournal.comCooper is, as ever, on a mission.
He makes his way through the corridors, pushing a wheelbarrow full of empty pie tins and full bottles of Captain Morgan's.
Hey, it works for slugs in the garden, right? Maybe it'll work for werewolves.
He leaves tins full of pirate rum along the way as he goes.
Riding on his shoulder is his new friend, a little bat he calls Joe. So nice to meet a totally harmless and innocent creature in the dark halls of Hogwarts! Though Joe keeps looking at Cooper's neck. Maybe he has some kind of rash or something and Joe is just too polite to tell him about it.
He makes his way through the corridors, pushing a wheelbarrow full of empty pie tins and full bottles of Captain Morgan's.
Hey, it works for slugs in the garden, right? Maybe it'll work for werewolves.
He leaves tins full of pirate rum along the way as he goes.
Riding on his shoulder is his new friend, a little bat he calls Joe. So nice to meet a totally harmless and innocent creature in the dark halls of Hogwarts! Though Joe keeps looking at Cooper's neck. Maybe he has some kind of rash or something and Joe is just too polite to tell him about it.
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