Hogwarts: A Jamjar Meme

[madam_rosmerta]

HOGWARTS: A JAMJAR MEME Wizards of all ages and from all times: whatever you were doing, wherever you were - none of that matters now. You've been brought to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. You’ll find yourself in the Great Hall under a starry sky, illuminated by the light of a thousand candles. What happened? Why were you brought here? How were you brought here? All questions to be answered, perhaps. But first, mingle with your kind and find a seat for yourself. This will be your home for a while. Because there is no leaving. Student, staff, you with nothing to do - all of you trapped inside the school grounds. Sorting to houses & Start-of-term feast Those of you who have not been sorted into your houses, you're guided to sit on a stool while an old hat will contemplate a proper house for you. After, you can join your housemates at their long table. The ghost of the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, will soon give a speech once the last student is sorted... "The very best of evenings to you! Now… to our new students, welcome. To our old students, welcome back! Another year full of magical education awaits you…" He will warn you about the anti-curse charm set upon Hogwarts and how it will bring harm in equal measures to yourself. He will urge you to stay calm and have a lemondrop; they’ll be provided at all tables. Dumbledore would like you all to note few things, Hogwarts attendees: 1. This will be a continuous, no commitment necessary “storyline.” What does that mean? Depending on the level of interest, there will be at least one post per month on the 3B-DR that will continue the storyline which begins here. Players are encouraged to make top-levels in the dressing room if they want to keep this verse going with their characters. Madame Rosmerta’s made a tag specifically for this. 2. Multiple versions of characters at various ages are welcome. Whether that means there’s three Harry’s all in fifth year, or one Harry in first year, a second in third year, and a third in sixth year is up to you. All three Harry’s could also interact, depending on player preferences. AU versions of (HP)canon and non-(HP)canon characters are also welcome. Sometimes people disappear from Hogwarts and sometimes they come back. 3. Schoolwork Dumbledore's ghost will invite all characters of age and knowledge to teach their specialties to the younger wizards. If your character could be possibly a teacher, or is interested in teaching, refer to this thread to sign up for a teaching position. The courses do not need to be anything serious (unless you want them to be). If your character would be interested in a course, you can look it up from the character's toplevel. Your character doesn't need to be of student age to participate in courses. (They're free for all!) 4. Sign up for your house. Here is a thread for all the Hogwarts houses that your character could be sorted in. 5. This means… war! Are you a Death Eater? A member of the Order? Rival students? It’s likely your character will encounter someone they don’t get along with. Duels are fine, but beware that any attacks meant to cause harm (curses) will backfire on the caster. If your character doesn’t care that damage will also bounce back to them, then Dumbledore’s ghost will be intervening. He won’t tolerate harm to any of his students… even if it’s harm to Tom. 6. Housecup Of course points will be awarded and taken away by teachers and prefects. You can leave a comment in this thread for the points taken or given. Madam Rosmerta will add them up together for the next post. You can also sign up for a prefect role. Each house has one and that one will change in each post. First come, first serve is the rule, except if your character was a prefect in the last post, you can't sign up in this one. 1. Toplevel with your character Name in the title line. Do not leave an empty toplevel. Write a starter like you would to a game event. Link to preferences if you’d prefer. 2. Tag other characters The name of the game is interaction. Why is your character here? Do they want to be here? Are they being reunited with lost loved ones? 3. Have fun! Dumbledore (and Madame Rosmerta) is watching. Behave yourselves. Don’t godmod, infomod, respect other players, etc.

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[grayblack]

Regulus will be the first to admit he has no idea why he's been dragged here as a ghost, when so many other people who have died appear to be alive and well. He sometimes thinks he ought to be more angry about it.

"Yes, that nameless someone who's put this all together. You think they're a secret admirer, is it?" Regulus shakes his head sadly. "My poor brother, his rampaging ego will do him in one day. We'll mourn, but we won't be surprised." Then he shifts enough to rest the sole of one booted ghostly foot against Sirius' leg, which must feel like an icy cold patch.

[thedogfather]

He should be angry about it. Sirius certainly is. But that's a conversation for another time.

"Of course they're a secret admirer. I have countless," Sirius says, bold-faced and cocky, though one corner of his mouth is twisting up in a grin. "And my ego i-uwarrgh --" With a funny wriggling sort of movement, as if he's just touched something slimy, Sirius scooches a few inches over on the desk. "Knock that off, you little shite."

[grayblack]

If pressed, he might need to admit that he doesn't seem to feel anything as strongly as he used to. Anger is mild annoyance now. Happiness, a gentle sense of contentment. Maybe that's just the way things are, for ghosts.

He pokes his foot a little farther and prods Sirius again, just because, before withdrawing and sitting up, cross-legged, floating just above the seat of the chair. It takes more practice than he's had to really match his surroundings, and he's always going to be wispy and transparent. There's no hiding that.

"I wondered if you'd end up here, you know. Like this, I mean, as a professor. You loved it here so much."

[thedogfather]

No thank you with the ghost foot there, you brat; he's still getting over the entire of idea of his brother being here, dead, without needing the reminder so soon, thank you very much.

That comment earns a weary grin from him, however, and a soft, rough chuckle as Sirius snags the chair from beneath his brother's floating bum and tugs it close, so he can sit in it himself. You don't need it, ghost boy. Reclining comfortably, he kicks his feet up onto the desk.

"Well, I'm not really sure it counts," he says, with a shallow shrug. "Not as if I did anything to merit it, save getting myself killed."

[grayblack]

Robbed of his chair, Regulus drifts back to vertical and leans, as well as he can, against the desk. It could almost be normal, if he wasn't see-through. He doesn't answer at first, reeling a bit from Sirius' casual getting myself killed. He'd died? His brother, dead?

"Maybe this place knows you would have," he points out quietly. "You died. ...how?"