[identity profile] bat-cookies.livejournal.com

You might notice that some of the trays in the cafeteria are...strangely empty. That's quite unusal especially this late in the day. You might go to the kitchen to see what's up or maybe make a complaint.

That's when you find one of the cooks, an elderly Brittish gentleman, on the floor. He's breathing and it feels like he's burning up. It's a definite fever: what do you do?

o1 [BBS]

Sep. 11th, 2011 01:14 am
[identity profile] breakspromises.livejournal.com
Well this isn't the the prison break I was trying to stop...

So um...what's going on?
[identity profile] batmansphoenix.livejournal.com

[While all the students are cramming for their finals, Jason has... free time. And while everybody would consider that a good thing, Jason hates it. He hates having nothing to do with a passion. He loves keeping his body (and mind) busy. He tried to read, but one can only read so many books in a row without getting bored of reading.

So he does the next best thing, which obviously involves training. He usually does it on his own, practicing with all the weapons he can get his hands on... he's beat the freaking dinousaur too many times to keep count. This time, however, it's different. This time, Jason's got the illusions power to back him up.

It takes a lot of concentration, but he's managed to create illusions of his family to fight with him. Damian, Tim, Dick- even Bruce is there. Not really them since Jason creates illusions based on memories, so it's the family he remembers. Dick is a little shorter, Damian a little taller, Tim's hair is a little shorter.

Either way, Jason is doing his best to avoid the attacks from the ilusions.]

Sup baby birds, ready for the finals?

Might be a little late to be cramming, but whatever. Wish you luck. If it helps you- I’m far too lazy to put on a really difficult exam, or to put bad notes to you guys.

Or maybe I just want you to come all calm and then fuck you over. Who knows.
[identity profile] truebravery.livejournal.com
Hallo. I was wondering if there was anyone in this world who was originally from a school called Hogwarts? Just in case. Thank you. This is Neville Longbottom, by the way.

[It's a basic text message. Technology? What is that.

Alternately, Neville can be found wandering around the town and gardens, exploring the ins and outs of the place. Needing to know the layout and all the exits is habit he hasn't dropped yet. He's still not 100% convinced this isn't all some sort of magic delusion caused by Death Eaters or... he's not even sure what else it could be.]
[identity profile] bodyreads.livejournal.com
[The Garden's really a sight for sore eyes. She's been away long enough that it brings her feelings of nostalgia, even if it's not really her home. It'll have to do and it's the best she has. Her first stop for the day is the cafeteria where she eats a terribly filling brunch (and her portions are nothing to sneeze at). She takes her time, watching the students and listening in on what she's missed while she's been away.

It doesn't take her long to hear about the carnival and dance. It's a shame she didn't know about it or she might have tried to get there sooner. Oh well.

The early afternoon is spent setting her things in her room and getting herself back in shape for the following day. She has a new routine she has to learn, after all. But as the day starts to wind down, she heads out to the quad to relax with a cup of tea.]

(ooc: feel free to spot her throughout the day in any of the locations mentioned!)
[identity profile] imthechosenone.livejournal.com
[ Harry's read the letter twice and he's now wandering through Balamb Garden with his wand tucked safely inside his jacket pocket. He's cautious and slightly wary, but having decided to heed the note of caution in the letter, he's not about to brandish his wand like a weapon or use magic unless completely necessary.

The very last thing Harry remembers is that after having defeated Voldemort, and after having been sleep-deprived for days, he'd headed straight to bed the moment he had arrived at the Burrow.

Despite his apprehension, Harry had gone straight to exploring the area. So far, he's been to the Front Gate, walked through the lobby twice, took the elevator up to the second floor, poked his head into one of the vacant classroooms and passed through the Ballroom on his way downstairs.

Hungry now, he's decided to head over to the cafeteria. He figures he'll eat first and then maybe take a look at the letter again before perusing the course catalog.


Feel free to bump into Harry in any one of the locations mentioned!


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