It is the time of Claudius, and the Empire is still expanding. Werewolves*, commonplace since the beginning of Rome and venerable citizens and members of the legions since the time of Augustus, roam the streets as equal citizens and free-born ( Read more... )

The sun is high above Hogwarts Castle, but this isn't  whole lot of help, because it's behind a solid white cloud cover, filling the grounds with a cold shadowless light. It's not currently snowing, but it's threatening that it might, so if you watch to get some Quidditch practice in, it might be a good plan ( Read more... )

Sometimes the veils between worlds get thin, perhaps dreams are stronger or nightmares ( Read more... )

You are greeted with a wall of bricks. Two up, three over, or something like that, and the bricks fall away to reveal an old-fashioned street in front of you. Fantastic clothes, fantastic books, and above all, fantastic things are done on this street ( Read more... )

Dreams are strange and malleable things, they are created and directed by those who dream them ( Read more... )

Because it's been way too long...

Look! A bowl of mints.

Innocent breath mints. Just looking out for your oral hygiene.

Take one?

[ooc: In the immortal words of Adiva, pick a character, pick a setting, pick a remedy (if you're at a loss, you can assume it'll wear off in 24 hours), and have some fun with some genderswapping!]

Picture the best playground you've ever seen, whether it be at a school, a park, or a private home. Now picture one ten times better than that. This is that playground.

There are swings. There are merry-go-rounds. There are ridiculously tall slides and jungle gyms. There's a huge, sprawling "castle" complex that you could get lost in for hours on ( Read more... )

There are a few plates of brownies on the counter there. They look very chocolatey. Some of them have nuts, some of them don't. Ditto frosting ( Read more... )

It's prom night at Sunnydale High. The weather is balmy, the gym has been decorated enthusiastically with streamers, and there are no demons running around attempting to eviscerate prom-goers.

YetHowever, somewhere in the throng of early arrivals is senior Ava Wilson; she has a purse full of occult items and a mind full of ill intent ( Read more... )

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