((Hi all :D Sorry for the delay on this -- I was away, and then I was sicky sickity sick sick sick. Pretend the cast list was posted, you know, a week ago. To avoid spamming the comm I'm putting the rehearsal RP and the cast list in the same post -- OOC details on the rehearsal below!))

After carefully considering the auditions (and drinking ( Read more... )

( There was an 84% chance that he was not in Japan anymore. )

Jack was pretty sure he was dreaming. Then again, he hadn't had a dream this weird or vivid in a long time. Most nights, he didn't even remember dreaming at all. But now, he was in a large room, in what seemed to be a castle. It had the feel of a school too. Maybe he was dreaming about being back at St. Ignatius, with the Jesuits, although this ( Read more... )

A very pale man entered the room, bright blue eyes taking in everything while a huge grin swept over his features. He seemed utterly entranced with the entire place, though so far he had only seen the stone walls and a desk with a chair just waiting to have the pleasure of his ass sitting on it. His clothes were a bit... dated, though quite high ( Read more... )

Posters appear magically all over the school that say:

Midsummer's Festival

When: Tonight!
Where: By the lake
What: A party celebrating the summer solstice.

There will be food, drink and a bonfire! All students are invited.

((OOC: All RPing for the festival should take place in this post.))Down by the lake, there is a large, magical bonfire ( Read more... )

A projector was sitting on the edge of the bar in the Ravenclaw common room. It was one of the two he'd manifested in the Sorting Room. Killjoy hadn't bothered to start it up yet; he was still feeling his way around, finding all the little void areas he couldn't reach. There didn't seem to be any call to place new ones down yet, so he returned his ( Read more... )

There's an ancient, 16mm projector sitting on the stool. It wasn't there two seconds ago, and there doesn't seem to anyone around who could have placed it there. After a few more seconds of silence, it begins to click, winding up to speed. A beam of light is projected from the lens; it displays the image of a stereotypical surgeon from the 1920's ( Read more... )