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NEW BEGINNINGS PARTY

Excited to get going with Sortinghat on Dreamwidth? Excellent, so am I! While we're waiting for the game to start over here, here's a chance to get used to using the site with a wide-open meme.

The setting? A New Years party at Hogwarts (never mind if your character went home, that's why this is a meme)! There's every kind of delicious magical food you can think of (and oh dear, did somebody spike some of the punch?), live music, and glitter everywhere.

Your mission? Try something new! Try as many new somethings as you can think of! Test-drive a character (or throw in somebody you'd never actually app), tag a stranger, go out of your comfort zone, incorporate an element of the magical world you've never gotten around to using, or even have some stray magic hit your character and do whatever kind of bizarre thing comes to mind. With a new year, website, setting, and format, isn't it about time you did something new and exciting with your roleplaying?

This is open to characters and players not in the game!

(Need inspiration? Might I suggest picking a random page from the Harry Potter wiki?)

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[ Jake English, 5th year Gryff, "explorer", master marksman and owner-of-a-superfly-booty extraordinaire, has a secret: ]

[ He cannot hold his alcohol. Actually, that is putting it lightly. He cannot hold his alcohol worth balls, and you bet your bottom boonbuck that the kid is going to collapse in just a couple more cups. ]

[ Presently, he is on a table with a lamp on his head, his shirt off and he is thrusting his hips to the beat of the music with feverish abandon, the renowned mating dance for morons. ]

[ The elder Miss Lalonde is (of course) in her element. With her drink of choice held loosely in one hand, she sashays casually up to Jake's table- ]

Haha heey there handsome,
I sure like your moovesh... moves

Yes, I believe they are, as the kids call it, unbelievably "rad"!

[ He gives her a bow, elegant like an inebriated hobo. His ankle gives up for some reason but saves himself from tripping. ]

My dear Lalonde, would you be so kind to spare a dance with me?

[ Wink! ]

Oh wow oh man raddest EVER.

[she winks back egregiously and does a slightly wobbly curtsey, spilling a little of her drink on some unsuspecting person]

What an honour to be asked to dance by misturr lanphead.
Swooning now lemme tell you FOR REAL.

I'm totes holding this dance wiv you btw, but you gotta ansre .. i mean answer me a question: have you seen Janey around?

I'm afraid I haven't seen neither head nor tail of our mutual friend. Why do you ask?

[ His stomach feels funny and kind of bubbly. Could this be... *gasp* jealousy? (Or alcohol poisoning?) ]

Huh, nope nbd no reason I was jus' wondering where she went.

[ Oops maybe she jus made it awkward, but she's too drunk to care and passes it off in a blasé sort of fashion.... by climbing up onto the table and sliding her hands around Jake's shoulders - whether or not this does anything to his gastronomic condition is beyond the scope of her concern at the moment. ]

So pail.. palebro, are we gonna get this dance thig
thing

on?

Indeed we are!

[ Right-o! Let's raise the roof and shake our buttocks. Jealousy/gastronomic problems forgotten, he wraps his arms around her waist and leads the, uh, this tango squaredance, I guess. Tipsily. Woooo look at all the colors around the place! ]

Good dude, gooood.
You're sush a gentleman, Jake gosh.

[ She leans in closer as they dance - something's still at the back of her drunken little mind ]

I really wish...

What is it? Do you desire a stunning headdress like mine or do you wish to follow suit in my toplessness? If it's the latter, then I believe that would be entirely inappropriate!

[ Giggle! ]

[ And the thought disappears just like that - ]

Fuck no oh my god Jake it's not fair.
Why do only guys get to go around topless it's not like beauties like me don't have assets to show off come on.

[ She makes as if to pull her shirt off oh noes someone stop her -- ]

[ AAHHHH, WHAT IS SHE DOING!!! Jake is drunk, not rude or shamelessly horny, so he tugs Lalonde's shirt down, cheeks a deep shade of red. Lalonde, please. ]

T-that is, um, your set of h-healthy breasts, I mean, fuck, your boobies, frig, there is no easy way to talk about this god damn it!!

Your, uh. Your rack will attract unwanted attention, unfortunately, and um. I do believe you should preserve them underneath your clothing for the meantime, excellent as they are, uh, you should reserve them for marriage! Until a gent swoops in and turns you into an honest woman! Figuratively honest, of course.

[ O u gentleman, she bats his hands away and attempts to pull her shirt over her head again - unfortunately (or more like fortunately) in her state there's no easy way to do this without tangling herself up entirely, so she gives up - but not before exposing herself briefly to Jake - Giving him another NICE FULL VIEW ]

Hahaha okay okay aren't you just a sweetheart but no seriously, your pecs are attracting ALL KINDS of my attention right her, here...

[ She pats them, perhaps a little too fondly ]

Don't you need a lady to swoop in and make you an honest man OR WHAT. 'Cept I guess I can't do that cos I need to be an honest woman first huh. Figgeratively, of course.

[ THE BOOBIES, THEY BURN. Jake covers his face, but they were too compelling and his hormones were in control now, so green eyes peep through the little cracks between his fingers. ]

[ Okay. ]

[ ... ]

[ Okay. ]

[ Calm yourself, English. He musters up whatever sobriety he had left to cancel his one-way trip to Bonertown, because that would ruin their friendship and it would also be awkward for everybody. ]

[ Think unsexy thoughts, Jake. Lalonde is not blue. Nope, not at all. She is not very spider-like. We're off to a great start! But... what if she were? WHAT IF? Oh god, no, no, no, danger danger, abort thought ABORT THOUGHT. Think more unsexy thoughts! Dicks! A sea of dicks, a cave of dicks! Hairy old man legs. Maggots. Shiver. ]

[ Boner condition: Under control. He extracts his hands from his face. ]

My manly abdomen is probably too much for the ladies.

[ Ego boosted! Also fondly pats his decent pecs. They are great. ]

Haha, excuse me, I will do the swooping! Though if a blue lady clad in clothing like Spider-girl were to propose to me, I'd never have the gall to say no, wouldn't you?

[ She shrugs, smile turned back on 100% ]

I'm not sure about the blue spider part, ngl that bit about your taste is preeeety questionable lmfao. I sure as hell won't be climbing into no vat of blue paint, you gotta maybe find a spell for that.

So you sayin' though, if we rule out the ladies, your abs aren't tpo much for the dudes, or does that rule 'em out altogether?

[ LALONDE WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HIM. ]

Um.

Uh.

Pardon my French, but what?

Jaaaake darling what isn't French!

But yeah no, if your abs are TOO MUCH for the LADIES, what about the dudes???

[ Patting them again and leaning in ]

'Cos come on Jakey, best dude, you can tell me the truth!!

Um, they are sufficient enough for the ladies, of course. Dudes are ruled out entirely in virtue of them being "brosephs". I do believe I am not a homosexual! At all!

[ Sighs deeply and laughs ]

D'aww you know, dudes aren't bad at all - ngl girls got their charm, but bros, yeaaah. It's a pity, man. It's a pity.

Still, them's the breaks huh lol.

I guess I shouldn't be encouraging you though.

[...until he gets a knock-over charm chucked at his head.]

[ WHOOPS, OKAY, THAT'S THE FLOOR, WHERE DID THAT COME FROM. When the world stops doing the spinny thing, he chances upon the most elegant broad glaring at him with intense eyes. God, if she were blue and possessed of spider-like attributes, she'd be his *~*DREAM BABE*~*. ]

[ Oh, he's staring. Ummmmmmmmmm. His cheeks color; just because he's suddenly arse over elbow over her doesn't mean he has to come out as a moron. Time to chat this dame up. Jake turns his swag on. ]

Bloody hell, you're certainly quite the knock-out. I mean. A real fit bird. I mean.

Bugger, I'm being a bit of a bumbling twit over this, aren't I?

[This isn't the first time he's been inappropriately flirted with and it certainly won't be the last, but it might be one of the stupidest.]

I'm not interested. And since I'm a man, I'm sure you aren't, either.

[His tone is cold, and he expects that it's very clear that even if Jake were in the mood to experiment he's still about five seconds away from getting hit with a stronger spell.]

...but it's nice to see someone aware of his own stupidity.

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/christens this comm with champagne!!

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I'm sorry

I don't forgive you.

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