( Bats in the belfry. )

“SPOOON!”

The cry was followed by a deafening crash as a gigantic man in blue plowed headfirst into the solid flagstones of the Sorting Room, hard enough to leave sizeable cracks.

Yes, the Tick, Guardian of The City, the Mighty Blue Avenger, has come to Hogwarts. And landed on his head.

Woozily he sat up, clapping a hand to his forehead. “Ugh, ( Read more... )

Evan blinked, looking down at his hands and realizing that, somehow, he was back in his own adult body. His hair wasn't the wild mop that he'd had in Sunnyvale Institution and he had his real clothes back.

As used as he was by now to regaining consciousness in absolutely strange situations, he honestly expected something different to happen ( Read more... )

He could delay no longer. As the Hat grew impatient, its threats grew more outlandish. Gríma sat down before the "rune-box" to compose a Proclaimation. He typed slowly, hunting for every letter as he did, a translation charm filled in capital letters, punctuation, and removed archaic language.

>>Hear my words, all Men of Castle Hogwarts ( Read more... )

The compy lab, on the whole, quite baffled Aziraphale. It was a far cry from the thundering voice of God, or, and this had been his personal favorites, the stone tablets with writing on them. Still and all, it was a fascinating invention, and Aziraphale took to spending lots of time in the lab, typing one-fingered and learning to play Where's an ( Read more... )

The Sorting Room appeared unchanged from one minute to the next, but a new student had joined Hogwarts. The most perceptive persons might have heard the sound of bare feet on stone, but there was no movement until a sheet of paper lifted itself up into the air. Even the quill seemed surprised when a Voice came out of thin air to answer the ( Read more... )

Even though Christmas was long over, the one present Luna had bothered with had taken rather longer than anticipated, so it was nearly two weeks after the event that she sent it to its recipient.

( To Starman )

"K-kaede-san?" The young woman who'd just entered the room looked around in confusion. "Kaede-san, where am I?" This wasn't good. If Kaede found her missing... The woman shivered and straightened out her maid apron. She was pretty, with long brown hair tied up in a red bow. Her name was Mai, and she was lost.

"This isn't so bad. Just a room with a ( Read more... )

((I will be basing Roy's characterization and canon primarily on the movie, "Blade Runner," although I will also try to combine some details from the book that it is based on, Phillip K. Dick's "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?"))Roy Batty stood in the corner of the room, hands tucked into the pockets of his black, high-collared trench coat. He ( Read more... )

For fondue that took a month to make, it had better be pretty damn good ( Read more... )