[identity profile] outstandings.livejournal.com
[It seems like another normal afternoon for Hermione; she's in the library with a tall stack of books, various textbooks and other nonfiction publications to help aid her studies for the upcoming examinations.

She's settling down in her chair before she reaches to pick up a book to open-- but when she attempts to turn the page, the paper sticks to her finger and refuses to let go. No, really-- it's not going anywhere.

When she finally yanks her finger away from the page, the book explodes into a shower of torn up pages.]

Oh no--!

[OOC: For the event, Hermione has been granted paper manipulation powers.]
[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] greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com
[Rikku's sitting in the quad, various vials of restoratives lying around. She finally managed to get enough potions to try out Mix. So far, she hadn't gotten anything, but this time, she's sure of it.

A little splash here, a shake there, and--

Okay, so the fact that her Ultra Potion is accompanied by a loud, unexpected "BOOM" startles her (maybe she used too much), but the fact that she can see the healing sparkles and can feel the bruises from tripping she has heal makes Rikku grin. So what if the trees around her are now missing several small branches? No one got hurt!]

It works!

[[ooc: peeps in the quad, feel free to suddenly feel a little less sore, or to have cuts heal, or anything like that.]
[identity profile] kissmydamask.livejournal.com

Hey Garden.

Guess what.

You're now trapped in the elevator.

Maybe you were too lazy to take the stairs; maybe you just needed to get somewhere and this was the quickest way from A to B, despite the janitor's warnings (and the signs on every floor).

Whatever the reason, it's too late! You're stuck in here. The lights are out, none of the buttons are working (or maybe they're jammed?), and it's unlikely you'd be able to pry open the doors — this elevator is one sturdy son of a gun, and between floors, there's nowhere to go.

Anyway... who's that with you?]

Cut for meme-speak! )
[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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[personal profile] wrnpcs
[There seems to be a festive atmosphere all throughout Garden. Why? Because it's the Homecoming Carnival! The Garden Festival Committee has been hard at work all morning and when 1300 hours strikes, it's finally open for everyone to enjoy.

There's a map on the Directory which shows where everything is located:


Have fun, Garden!]

[OOC: As noted, this has been backdated to last Friday. So as not to exclude new characters who came in after, though, it can be assumed that their arrivals were backdated so they can participate.

PLEASE DO NOT POST UNTIL WE HAVE FINISHED PUTTING UP THE SUBCOMMENTS. Thank you! We're done posting the subcomments, you can go ahead and jump in!

EDIT: Also, we forgot to mention: Players can assume that characters take different shifts which allow for everyone to enjoy other parts of the carnival as well instead of being stuck manning a booth the whole night. For Dunk Tank and Kissing Booth, it's best to leave your character's name in the subject of their comment to start off their thread to indicate their shift. Thank you!

EDIT 2: FORGIVE US! We forgot to mention that there is a price for some of the attractions at the carnival. This is a fundraiser where the money can to go whatever the Garden Festival Committee sees fit; we'll let the players and their characters decide on that front. Here's how the pricing goes:

KISS: 2 gil each
CARNIVAL GAME: 1 gil per game
FACE PAINTING: 2 gil per person
FOOD STALLS: We'll leave this up to characters to decide.
DUNK TANK: 5 gil for 3 balls, 10 gil for 10 balls
FORTUNE TELLING: 3 gil per reading

We hope this clarifies things!
[identity profile] off-beet.livejournal.com
[ To say that Luna is taking being thrown into an alternate dimension rather well is an understatement. At first it was a little alarming to find herself waking up to an enrollment of an entirely different education program after just leaving Hogwarts, to say the least. But after reading the letter sent by the Headmaster explaining the time compression - of course, it had to be time compression - Luna's thoughts were placed on the 'at ease' spectrum of panic.

Currently, she can be found wandering around in the quad area of the Gardens, Headmaster Cid's letter placed firmly in her hands and a quizzical if not vacant aspect to her stare. Anyone passing her will receive the following inquery: ]

Excuse me, but do you perhaps know where I might find some seeds?
[identity profile] outstandings.livejournal.com
[Something is wrong. It has been days since she has last seen Harry, and that definitely is not a good sign. Where can he be? Could he have been swept back home and remained there instead of brought back here like everyone else? It has been a hectic and confusing several past weeks with the sudden setting changes that have taken place, but things have died down somewhat now that it was June. She has been hoping that Harry would show up in Garden eventually, but days soon turned into a week and naturally Hermione is beside herself with worry.

It isn't until she checked the boys' dormitory a second time that she gets the dreaded confirmation as to where Harry is-- or, in this case isn't. His name is absent on the name placard of his dormitory door. And surely it wouldn't be removed if he is still a student here…

Not sure what else to do, Hermione wanders into the courtyard where she sits herself down on a bench. Her face is a little red as she tries her best not to cry… but how can she not? One of her best friends has disappeared, possibly dead for all she knows if he has been taken back to England. Without herself and Ron there to help him, what would happen?

A sniffle escapes her, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.]

[OOC: Backdated a whole month because I fail :(]
[identity profile] willnotsubmit.livejournal.com
[Despite waking up in a new, bizarre place, and suddenly being dropped at what looks like a giant floating holiday ornament, Mitsuru is remarkably well collected.

The course catalog under her arm might explain some of that composure. She spent well over half the trip and the day pouring over it. The classes she's reviewed are a far cry from anything taught in Gekkoukan…But with the deluge of changes, studying and academics are what she finds herself focusing on. It keeps her grounded, if nothing else.

Which is why she's walking around the Garden NOW, instead of having to rush blindly about once she's registered and trying to find the classrooms. And she is moving about with a will; it takes a special talent to make boots click that loudly over marble, in such a wide space. She pauses after the first circle around the ground level, looking at the map and frowning as she tries to puzzle out the structure. She even murmurs a few phrases in French as she scans the board.]

"Je ne comprends pas…This place shouldn't be THAT hard to decipher and navigate."

[Giant walkways, pools, and fountains are also a far cry from the school she knows. Even when that school changes into a tower.]
[identity profile] toomanyverses.livejournal.com
[This has been a profitable afternoon.

If by profitable you mean 'full of cats and catching them'.

Greece and Nepeta are returning to the Garden from their raid on town, cats and kittens alike either stowed away in huge cloth shopping-bags or under their clothes -- Greece's pockets especially are full of them.

But now they have to deal with the problem of hiding them all. Neither Greece nor Nepeta want to put them back where they came from, nor do they have the living space necessary to keep all the kitties happy.

Help a cat-lover out, would you?]

(OOC: Exactly what it sounds like. You can run into either Greece or Nepeta around campus, looking for spare rooms, and they'll try to give you a cat or three! Instructor-types will be distracted by Nepeta foaming at the mouth or something while Greece gets the fuck out of there with the payload.

Instructors who are trustworthy and want cats will only get foamed at for a couple of minutes :Db)
[identity profile] outstandings.livejournal.com
[For the first time since arriving in this strange, foreign world, Hermione is actually glad to be there. After the strange and frightful experiences of being transported to two other completely different worlds, she can appreciate the (somewhat) normality of being back in Garden. She's sitting in her dormitory now, the door to her private quarters leading into the common area open as she goes through the process of sorting through her bag once again, making sure everything is in its rightful place.]
[identity profile] kat-asks-later.livejournal.com
[Quite hectic it's been, this month. Katsura has had to do quite a bit of planning for future classes, and to that end had been in her classroom. But as she steps out, the air takes on a stark chill, so much so that she can see her breath as she exhales.

And it's cold.

Looking around in horror, Kat realizes that she's not in Garden any more. And that she realizes just where she is.]


[She turns to look behind her, and it's as she feared. In all his dubious glory. Arthas Menethil, better known as The Lich King, sits on his frozen throne.]

We are in so much trouble...
[identity profile] nomark1or2.livejournal.com
[The Calm Lands.]

[A verdant green plain stretching off as far as the eye can see. Tall mountains shrouded in clouds border it on one end; on the other, the Macalania Woods block any sight past their imposing trees.]

[The air is quiet and pregnant with tension today, thick and still and stifling with an edge. No animals make noise, no sight and sound of people, save for the two standing in the center of the plains: High Summoner Braska and his guardian, Auron.]

[Across the length of the plains, the monolithic form of the monstrous Sin stalks slowly towards them.]
[identity profile] potter-around.livejournal.com
[Harry, as many new people often do, is wandering around the lobby looking thoroughly confused with a course catalog and welcome letter tucked under one arm. Thankfully, he seems to be taking the whole thing rather well; he isn't running around or shouting anyway.

Sure, being sent...wherever the heck he is...has never happened before, but it's not like other strange things haven't happened to him before. And he has a job to do. So with those thoughts firmly in mind he fights down the feeling of impending doom (he's gotten quite good at that) and strides purposefully towards the directory. Well, this school gets some points for having a directory anyway. Now where would one go to find the roster of students...? The library? Administration?]

I think...I am very lost.

[In more ways than one!]
[identity profile] lionizations.livejournal.com
[Ron sits in the courtyard alone, arms folded over his chest with his back against a tree. Since he's not facing the entrance, Ron's partially hidden, but that bright orange hair is something no one can miss really if they walk by.

The redhead is obviously muttering to himself, though, and yes, yes he is actually sulking. A bit. But Ron has a good reason to sulk--

Right bloody brilliant way to spend a birthday if you ask me...
[identity profile] outstandings.livejournal.com
[Hermione? Is very, very confused. She's read the letter over and over again until the paper has been nearly worn down from how hard her hold on it had been. The course catalog is clenched in the same hand, her bag held tightly in the other as her wand had been stuffed into the back pocket of her jeans as soon as she had read the warning about 'unusual powers' in the letter-- she's quite sure that being able to cast magic qualifies in that category and doesn't want to take her chances.

She's sitting on a bench in the lobby now, brows knit in concentration as she reads over the letter for the umpteenth time. Time Compression? By the work of a Sorceress? There's just no way-- while she doesn't doubt that some form of time magic is probable due to her experience with the Time Turner, she is quite sure that not one person is able to possess the power to be able to shift time and space completely.]

Impossible... [The word is muttered to herself mostly as she's still baffled by this completely improbable explanation as to how she has wound up in this place. And where is Ron and Harry? She looks up, the perplexed expression melting into one of worry as their current situation seems to settle back down on her shoulders.]


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