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[14 Apr 2004|02:30am]

[ mood | contemplative ]

*Another OOC note from Hermione*

Any future plans by the light side for an uprising? Take back Hoggiewarts and all that? Just curious, I mean, there is only so long that we can stay in hiding...

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OOC: Where are the Weasley family [08 Apr 2004|01:47am]

OOC Where is the Weasley Family?
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OOC [07 Apr 2004|12:55pm]

Just so everyone knows, I got sick of logging on and off of different SNs so I am just going to be using my Regular screen name now instead of a seperate one for RPs. If you need me for anything you should be able to find me online at WillowxBerry
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*sprays chirping crickets with industrial strength RAID* [05 Apr 2004|05:11am]

[ mood | busy ]

Hello all!

Mouse here!

Anyway, things have been kinda slow as of late. We've lost a few players here and there, but I have a good feeling we can turn things around. It's time for a few announcements.

First, welcome charmingbill our newest player. She's playing, well, Bill, obviously. Welcome aboard! The more Weasleys, the merrier!

Secondly, all of you should be receiving an e-mail from me shortly. Please reply to that e-mail. If you don't, I'll assume you are no longer interested in playing the game and your character will be removed from the communities. We need you folks! If you don't get the e-mail, contact me at AIM pariah042. I'll be around more or less all day tomorrow, save for when I'm out running to the store and whatnot. I'll leave my internet connected, so you can send me a message while I'm away if need be.

Finally, the next round of challenges will be sent out on Monday. Remember, you have one week to meet the challenge through RPing. I'll give you three chances to be flaky. After that, I'll open up your character to another player.

One more thing - if RL gets in the way and you can't RP right now or you need to go out of town, make a post saying as much in the OOC community, imperious_curse. This is just a game and it's just for fun. Real Life always comes first, but it's weird when you're scratching your head and wondering what on earth happened to someone you were RPing with.

I think that's everything I need to say right now. So, let's get cracking, people!

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OOC POST [25 Mar 2004|02:43pm]

[ mood | curious ]

This may be the stupid question of the day but...

So We have 4 communities.
What exactly are we supposed to post where?

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OOC: Webmaster Post... [22 Mar 2004|10:32am]

[ mood | accomplished ]

Hey, all. Mouse here!

I updated the website this morning. If you want, you can go check out the Character Page and make sure the descriptions and whatnot are how you want it. Any suggestions or what have you are more than welcome. Just e-mail me at dangermouse42 @ yahoo.com.

I also wanted to take this opportunity to say hello to our new players! Hello, new players! ^_~

Finally, I wanted to finish with just a friendly reminder to everyone that they need to friend all characters and communities.

Love, Luck, and Lollipops!

- Mouse

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[22 Mar 2004|12:29am]

Hermione snapped the clasps shut on her trunk and knocked her curls out of her face with resolve. She had finally convinced her parents to let her go and stay with the Weasley's. They had fought for hours. Her parents were deathly afraid of what would happen to her, after the events of earlier that summer. But Hermione was a very strong willed person, and being an only child had gotten her used to getting her own way. She had eventually convinced them by playing her "Ron" card. She told her parents that he really needed her right now. After everything that had happened with Harry, she knew her other best friend would need someone. Now her parents had met Ron and several occasions and liked him very much. They finally broke down and agreed to let her go.

Hermione knew that she needed to go. She had to be close to them. Not only because she cared so deeply for all the Weasleys, but because she needed to stay tied to the wizarding world during this shaky time.

She dragged her trunk down the hallway towards the front door. She would take the Knight Bus to stay with the Weasleys. Her Parents stood waiting for her. They stood there akwardly staring at each other for a moment. Then her mother broke away and hugged her. She hugged her back tightly and then moved towards her father and did the same. Then she took her things and went out into the night. She stuck out her wand and signaled the Knight Bus. Out of nowhere there was a loud backfiring noise and the large bus stood in front of her. The conductor climbed out and loaded her trunk for her.

Hermione turned and waved to her parents and then boared the bus. She was met with a most unexpected sight. Dancing?

The conductor, Who's name turned out to be Stan, stepped up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Neat innit?"

Hermione turned and looked at him? "What on earth is going on?"
"Well Ern and I decided that people 'ave bin much to depressed lately. So we thought it mi' be fun to 'ave a little dance to cheer em up."

Hermione stared at the witches and Wizards dancing around the inside of the bus. In spite of everything, she couldn't help but giggle. And she laughted outright when the bus started up again and everyone that had been dancing wobbled percariously on the floor. Stan went back to the front with Ern and a small man in a top hat approached Hermione.

"Oh. So glad your here. I haven't had a partner for ages. Not since old Ruby Ruddingaurd got off at her stop. The names Diggle, by the way. Dealdus Diggle." He grabbed her hand and started to lead her towards the othe couples dancing around the bus.
"But..." Hermione trailed off helplessly. "I'm afraid I don't know this dance."
"Nothing to it my dear. Nothing to it. Just follow my lead." He held onto her hands and started dancing in wild circles around the other couples. She was strongly reminded of Fred Weasley and Angelina Johnson at the Yule ball 2 years ago. She smiled and began to mimick Diggle's moves.

Soon she reached her destination and said goodbye to her fellow companions and dancing partners. She got her trunk and followed the directions Ron had given her to get to the Weasley's hiding place. After a moments wandering, she found it and knocked on the door.

((OOC: I'm Jachelle. Glad to be here! If you ever want to chat, hit me up on That Mione Girl.))
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[MOD POST] [17 Mar 2004|02:51pm]

[ mood | stressed ]

Dear lovelies,

I'm terribly sorry about the deadness of the past few days. Life stepped in a bit, and i've been around a computer maybe twice. >/ However! Things are better now, and I'm going to hand out personal challenges today.

Here's how they work, for those of you who don't yet know.

Each person gets a challenge. it's something small, something fairly easy to fit into an RP. They will be mailed to each of you seperately, so other people will not know your challenge. Obviously, you can discuss your challenges with the other players, but try to keep it to a minimum. Mostly just the person you're going to play with. It's more amusing that way, I think.

You've got a week from today to RP and use your challenge. Next Wednesday, another challenge will be issued to each person. If you don't meet your challenge by then... I'll take you out into the streets and flog you senseless. or.. something else. >D Make faces and pout, at least.

Once we get more characters, i'm going to assign challenges for an entire group. Unfortunately, we're still a very small group, so there's not terribly a lot to do. Go out and pimp, my minions pretties! bring in yor friends, your friend's friends.. whatever! And play! Play lots! I'm calling an official start today. Go forth and play!


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An Afternoon at The Poison Quill [16 Feb 2004|04:36pm]

[ mood | annoyed ]

The tension in the air was so thick, it made an ogre's neck look slim and shapely. Hushed mumblings and shuffled papers were the only sounds that could be heard. Anything louder than a whisper made everybody jumpy and nervous, as though the entire roof might collapse in on them, Death Eaters possibly storming through the door at any moment.

It drove Percy crazy.

He stood up quickly, slamming shut the file he was looking at. Everybody started, reaching for their wands and looking at him with wide eyes. He ignored them all as best he could, putting protection spells on sensitive material, and draping his messenger bag over his shoulders. Without a single word, he started for the door.


Percy paused and turned, Minister Fudge standing at the door to his office, wringing his hands. Percy had to bite back a nasty comment that popped in his head. It was happening more and more frequently. He attributed it to stress.

"Yes?" he replied shortly.

"Where are you going?" Fudge continued. "I need your assistance on a press release going out this afternoon."

"Lunch," Percy said. "I'll be back in an hour. The press release is on the top of my outbox. I finished it two hours ago. I informed you about it then. Remember?"

"Oh." The Minister walked over and picked it up, scanning it quickly. "Good work, Weasley."

Percy nodded and went on out the door, not having the energy to engage in any more prattle. He strode purposely in a straight line, only deviating slightly to avoid the other Ministry workers doing what was commonly called, "The Forbidden Curse Shuffle." It looked utterly foolish, grown men and women bobbing and weaving through the halls just in case anyone was firing a killing curse at their backs. Personally, he didn't see the point. If they wanted him dead, he'd be dead. It would probably make several people at the Ministry happy, especially those vying for the same position he was interested in attaining.

Finally making his way out of the Ministry building, Percy stopped and took a deep breath of the damp, autumn air. If felt good to get away from the office, from all the stress. Very few people took the front doors these days, afraid of getting ambushed, which made it all the more pleasant for Percy. He had a thing about crowded places.

He took off his Ministry Robes, shrinking them with a simple spell and putting them in his bag, deciding to take his lunch in muggle London, away from suspicious glances and constant fear. The muggles were clueless and happy. Percy envied them at times.

A quick stop at a sandwich cart later and Percy held his lunch in his hand, nibbling at it as he pondered what to do with the rest of his lunch break. He knew what he should do - he should go back to the office and finish up the work awaiting him. His heart just wasn't in it today, though. Everyone was too worked up about all the death and fear of death to get any significant work done and it annoyed him.

Instead, he headed for Diagon Alley, not using the pub entrance, but taking a different route. The streets were mostly empty, the few people out hurrying along the road without making eye contact. Percy wandered past the shops, not really stopping to look at anything, then quietly slipped into Diagon Alley.

He frequented the dark, shadowed place more often these days. At first, he'd done it to show that he wasn't afraid, that the Ministry wasn't afraid. It was a PR move, designed to give people some faith. For awhile, it helped, but the more time he spent there, the more people started whispering about his real motives. Now a days, he still visited the place, more because he was fascinated by some of the stores in the area. He made no effort to conceal his identity. His red hair gave him away no matter what he tried to do. It fit in well with his new philosophy - if they were going to kill him, they were going to kill him. So be it. He wasn't going to let it ruin his life in the interim.

Not this time. Never again. He'd had enough of that as a child.

His favorite bookstore in this part of town, The Poison Quill, was open and not at all crowded. The one-eyed, shifty looking store owner looked up as he came in, made a face, but said nothing. Percy's money was as good as any body else's these days. So long as Percy spent it, he wouldn't say anything, even if it was obvious that he didn't want some Ministry lackey in his store. Percy decided long ago that he could just get over it.

A dusty, ancient tome on curse runes caught his eye and he picked it up, flipping through the pages, letting his mind get engrossed in the odd looking chicken scratches that held so much power. A person suddenly bumped into him from behind. It had to be on purpose, since the store was so unpopulated. He turned and saw a teenager ignoring him, though he'd clearly been the one jostle him. Percy frowned.

"Watch it," he snapped, then turned back to his book.

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MOD POST: Important things to know [15 Feb 2004|09:48pm]

[ mood | modly ]

Right then. Lets get things started, shall we? I'm omi, your Lord and Master Moderator. Lovely to meet all of you whom I don't already know. ^^ Mouse is my second in command with no official job other than to be bloody awesome and to do PR work. She's the one that goes out and does lots of pimping for the community. Also, she is the wonderfulness that made our site. Yay for Mouse! *luv*

Now then, a bit of background information.

It's 1996, Harry Potter's sixth year. Or, at least, it would be. If Harry hadn't died.

Over the summer Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters grew bold and started slaughtering people left and right, though there was little to no press on it. Muggle-borns, half-bloods purebloods... no one was safe. Slowly they hacked their way through the Wizarding world until an oddly warm night in early September when they brought their final attack upon Hogwarts castle.

Dozens died. Hundreds were wounded.

Most of the younger years were smart enough to stay in their common rooms as they'd been instructed. Some were not so wise. In the end, the grounds outside of Hogwarts was littered with bodies; man, woman, and child alike. There was no differentiation between the Good and the Bad, noseparation of Houses. There were only bodies and an oddly small amount of blood for a battle field.

But the true battle had been small, private. Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort faced each other alone in what had once been the Great Hall. And in the end, age came before beauty, and the Boy Who Lived was no more.

The surviving Death Eaters chased the Hogwarts defenders out and took over the castle. Some students remained. Some fled. The Death Eaters took over Hogwarts castle and claimed it for their own. Dumbledore and his followers were scattered throughout the country, though large groups cluster themselves in Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, though the latter still caters towards the Darker magics. Some even venture into Hogsmeade where shops are still kept by their owners: as long as said owners are in compliance with the new Lord.

Both sides have their spies and their double-agents. Some who were once so adamantly against the Dark Lord are now devout followers. Those who had chosen to go to the side of the Light... are mostly dead.

The List of the Dead:
Harry Potter (G)
Dean Thomas (G)
Dennis Creevy (G)
Parvati Patil (G)
Michael Connor (R)
Cho Chang (R)
Orla Quirke (R)
Laura Madley (H)
Wayne hopkins (H)
Kevin Whitby (H)
Susan Bones (H)
Daphne Greengrass (S)
Vincent Crabbe (S)

Rubeous Hagrid
Sirius Black
Emmaline Vance
Filius Flitwick
Mrs. Longbottom
Rabastan Lestrange
Marcus Flint
Fleur de la Cour
Cedric Diggory

Right then. Hope you all liked my little story. A short summary, really. The full battle will be told in detail... some time soon.

The game shall be run as thus:

Every character has a journal. The idea originated with Dumbledore, who gave each of his followers a bespelled journal with which to keep track of each other. Each journal is linked to the others through a variety of spells, and work much like Tom Riddle's diary once did. A person wries in his journal, and anyone else who is connected may read what it written and may comment. Should a person want to write something for their own viewing only or for a select group of friends, they need only to spell the certain page accordingly.

Through oe of his spies, Voldemort has created a networking of journals within his castle in much the same way. However, where Dumbledore has done this as a safety measure, Voldemort did it on a lark. He thought it was fun. And, more to annoy the other side, he has linked the journals of his own followers to those of Dumbledore as well. A grown-up wizard's game of "I've got a bigger penis more power."

That said, the journals will run just as any normal live journal. However, kindly remember that 99% of these people are witches and wizards who have never heard of the internet. Emoticons (smilies) and present-tense actions (*hugs*/*giggles*?whatever) are highly discouraged. In fact, if you use them, I'll probably have to whack you over the head. ^_^

Action is left for the actual role playing. Gaming will also be done in the journals, though in a slightly different manner. A post will be made in the first person's journal in prose format. However, instead of posting it to their actual journal, they will post it to the community. Then the second person will respond to that post with their own comment. it can be a long or as short as the players want, though do try to elaborate a bit. Simply saying Snape frowned and glared at the boy, "Mr. Malfoy, you had better have a good reason to interrupt my nightly wank." is rather pathetic, now isn't it?

While instant messagers are obviously not part of the actual RP, they are quite vital. They open up communications between players, even if it's only to say "It's your turn to post." They're there for a reason; use them. The OOC community is there for much the same reason, though on a wider scale. The OOC comm is for Mod posts aside from this one and for messages to the overall populace of the game, i.e. announcing yourself going on a vacation or the like.

Well then, I've babbled on quite enough, yes? Hope that clears up everything.. if not, feel free to ask. I don't bite.. unless you ask. ^.~

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testing [11 Feb 2004|03:42am]

[ mood | tired ]

too lazy to actually make anything pretty tonight. ...or to do much else tonight, for that matter. Fuck you. ^_^

ETA: Just so everyone knows, this is simply a joke thread done by Mouse and Omi to kill time until the RP gets rolling. It does not reflect the actual tone the RP will take, nor does it really have anything to do with it. We're just goofing around. See? We have a sense of humor. Don't mind us. ^_^

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