((OOC Note: Ralph and Dolores, the stuffed dog and doll, are animated toys. They are animated and given 'life' by Violet's own soul and magic; so they're little more than puppets that can move and talk because of a spell, and not separate characters.))

With a snap and a crackle (and a pop of smoke that smelled like a strange mixture of nicotine ( Read more... )

( Owl to Stephen Maturin )

In the Recreation Center, there is an owlery, plenty of board games- like Scrabble, Candyland, Monopoly, Yahtzee, Hungry Hungry Hippos, and Operation,- an oxygen bar, a seperate, waterproof, padded room for Jenga, lots of beanbag chairs, inflatable furniture, pinatas, a jukebox (it starts if you bang on the side of it), a juice bar, a regular bar, ( Read more... )

One bright Hogwarts morning, fliers with small, numbered Hat-shaped plastic tokens are sent out to a select group of students via house elf. “Your presence is required at an Awards Ceremony in the Great Hall tonight,” the flier states. “Attendance is mandatory. Formal dress is required. Prizes will be given ( Read more... )

Comes after this.An observer might have seen incongruity, perhaps even comedy, in sight of the huge man climbing the staircase, dwarfing the limp form of the golden-haired man he carried; except there was nothing humorous in the blood streaming down the unconscious man's face, nor about the purple and blue swelling of his eye and cheek. Mathayus ( Read more... )

( Both owls are nicely and neatly warded )

((Okayed by the other Heroes muns!))An Indian man walks into the Sorting Room, carrying a small duffel bag, a computer bag, and a briefcase. Unlike many other applicants, he doesn't seem particularly shocked by his presence in this room; rather, he looks around with purpose, giving a satisfied nod as he surveys his surroundings ( Read more... )

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(Permission given by the lovely fellow Heroes-muns. Spoiler Warning: Major spoilers for Heroes, including the finale!)

( Are you the future or are you the past / Have you been chosen or are you the last / The pictures were sent they seem so unreal / Now I'm made of plastic, wire and steel./ Follow for now and follow for this / Cause everybody follows for nothing at all? / Supernova, your supernova.../ Supernova goes POP. )

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Some days I could kill you all/Watch you stagger, trip, and fall/Nail you to the wailing wall/Yeah, some days I could kill you all )