test drive meme | 002

[multigen]

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HAPPENING?
(this is all very absurd.)

MINISTRY OF MAGIC sorry, it seems the ministry of magic is out of order right now! literally. every single time you step through a door, you end up somewhere entirely else. it looks like all the rooms have been scrambled and apparition is not working. this is going to make registration even more of a pain in the arse, isn't it? while ministry officials try to figure out the root of this problem, perhaps you can test your fortune by wandering through a couple more entryways for the right department or attempt to find the nearest exit. best of luck to you! DIAGON ALLEY if you're planning a trip to diagon alley, perhaps you should choose another date. the streets have inexplicably been swarmed with different types of creatures and most of them don't look particularly friendly. you might want to watch out what you decide to pet. but have no fear! the ministry are sending their best to come and round up all these beasts — at least once they've located the exit. feel free to risk going about your business or even assist with the problem at hand though. no one's going to stop you. just remember: don't harm the creatures! HOGWARTS why are we suddenly back in hogwarts? well, it's happening! feel free to explore the inner walls of the castle or, perhaps, venture out into the grounds. there is just the slightest catch. you're not actually physically there. it's a real out of body experience, yet, for the oddest reason, everyone can see and feel you all the same. try to avoid going out into the forbidden forest though. it's not the safest of places and you can still get hurt! M.I.A.V.I. not in the mood to go out? or maybe you're stuck in the waiting room at st. mungo's because you've been bit by a rowdy beast you tried to pick up. disregarding the reason, it's sure a good thing you've conveniently brought along your m.i.a.v.i. pen so feel free to browse the public network, create your own post, or private message someone! OTHER not interested in any of the options above? feel free to make up your own! the wizarding world is huge, so get creative with it. the setting is october of 1980. have fun testing out and shaping your characters, mingle with others, and start getting those crs down! FAQ | CAST | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | WANTED | NAVIGATION got questions? dropbox us!

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rhain mulciber

[puppetmastery]

( miavi | one | un: r.mulciber )

Registered displaced should be receiving a questionnaire in the mail within the next several days. The Department of Mysteries would be grateful if you would each fill a copy out and return it. Unfortunately, there's not a great deal we can do to correct your displacement without data, which is what we're trying to accomplish here.

( miavi | two | un: r.mulciber )

[ what follows is a series of childish doodles of people and cats. obviously, his daughter niece found his miavi pen.

a few minutes afterward, a single word in his neat script: ] Apologies.

( knockturn/diagon )

[ rhain mulciber is a distinctive figure, despite his relatively average height-- his features aren't quite like the rest of his family, and his long dark hair is usually in a thigh-length plait down his back. he also occasionally has his sister's oldest child with him, as he does today. a girl of about seven, she looks suspiciously more like her youngest uncle than her father, and though everyone knows exactly whose child she is, people generally (politely) don't acknowledge it.

she's surprisingly shy for all that she's doubtless been raised with a typical pureblood mentality, and clutches her uncle's hand wherever they go. ]

miavi (2) | un: woodroker

[dereplicate]

Don't apologise for amazing art! Those were some lovely drawings there. I think the cats were my favourite.

Cedric Diggory

[sparely]

miavi | un: fidelius (anon)

Seeking those who might recall the procedures for the tri-wizard tournament, especially the...vagaries of the Goblet of Fire.

hogsmeade/braelyne village

[ Cedric Diggory is considered handsome but, ultimately, he's an ordinary looking young man who blends in easily enough as he moves through Hogsmeade Village and into the small the neighborhood of Braelyne. There's a cautious look on his face, the look of someone who has never before had any reason to distrust the Ministry or people in authority - but also someone who is smart enough to know that this version of the past isn't as perfect and ordinary as it seems. Curfews for protection? A neighborhood set aside for the displaced? They seem like good ideas on the surface, but feel a little like control.

With these thoughts plaguing his mind there's a bit of a frown between his brows as he moves through the village, though he smiles as he comes upon Honeydukes, and likely step inside when he gets to a pub. ]

miavi | un: woodroker

[dereplicate]

The tournament? I don't think we've had that for a while so my memory is a bit fuzzy but! I'll try my best to help you out.

The last time it was held was around 1700s. 1791 or 1790, I'm not exactly sure. Got discontinued with how often champions were killed during the competition. Considering how young the champions are when competing, I can see how it can put a damper in people's moods for the big event. Is that what you mean by vagaries?

[sparely]

[ well, that was a lot. cedric blinks at the words on the miavi before replying. ]

Not quite, but thank you. It gets revived in the mid-1990s, 1994, I think. Usually the goblet of fire is supposed to choose the champions, one from each school, but the last one I remember at least had four. One from Durmstrang, one from Beauxbatons, two from Hogwarts.

I suppose I was wondering if this had happened before.

[ this is literally as sneaky as he's capable of being. literally. as. sneaky. ]

[dereplicate]

[ auggy gives credit where credits due: he’s trying which is a lot more than what some of the others are trying here. ]

I definitely don't think so! From the stories/cautionary tales I've heard there's only ever been one from each school that joined in the tournament. Giving two champions to one school and that school only is sort of an unfair advantage, don't you think?

[sparely]

That was the general consensus, as I recall, even among that school.

But if it's not occurred before, I suppose in a way that answers it,
doesn't it?

[dereplicate]

It does but I wish I could help you out more on this front! Sounds pretty alarming it happened on its revival. I would go as far to say it's an omen but, then again, I never got the best grades in Divination.

un: kingweasley

[alwaysreturns]

What vagaries? Just eternal glory and risking your life with dragons and sea monsters.

[sparely]

All the stories about mermaids were bloody lies,
weren't they? I was looking into the extra champion, though.

Private

Fred or George? Or Ron?

[ Whoever it is remembers at least two of the tasks, so must be from his time. kingweasley so...probably Weasley. Probably not the girl. ]

private

[alwaysreturns]

[panic!! say nothing!! panic more!!!]

You first. Why you asking about it?

private forever and ever

[sparely]

[ if you were already panicking ron.

just wait. ]

Because I'm trying to find people I might know,
and it's the biggest - touchstone, I guess, I can think of from my year.

It's Cedric Diggory. We went to Cup together, yeah?

[alwaysreturns]

[he has had so many blue screen errors in 1980]

yeah

[wizard god, why you doin this

Ron is...well. He's not Harry, so he's not exactly wracked with guilt right now, but he is definitely weirded the fuck out.

It's Cedric Diggory. IT SHOULD NOT BE CEDRIC DIGGORY. Blimey, and he has to, just, what, not say anything? Invent a history for him after fourth year? It's a good thing this isn't in person, he can't just blurt out 'but you're dead' with a quill.]

It's Ron. There's a few of us [who will be one hundred percent freaking the fuck out at your presence] from our time here.

What [fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck] What was happening when you got brought here?

un: orchids (anon)

[noswansong]

Do you mean how it selects Champions, or are you referring to something else?

[A lot of things have faded with time, but Cho still remembers what Cedric's handwriting looks like and she still uses a distinctive C that almost looks like an l.]

[sparely]

[ Tucked inside his shirt is a note, scribbled off, from Cho Chang. Wishing him luck, telling she believed he was going to win. He doesn't need to compare the handwriting. ]

How it selects it's Champions, mostly. Do you remember?

[noswansong]

Any eligible student may put their name in the Goblet of Fire, which then judges all the names and selects a single student from each school. Supposedly.

private
But we both know it selected two Champions for Hogwarts when you competed.

private ad infinitum

[sparely]

Yeah. Supposedly.

Cho, I never even hoped that you'd be here too. Are you - we - from the same space in time?

[noswansong]

No. It's You

[There's no response for a moment, and then:]

Did someone tell you?

augustus rookwood

[dereplicate]

( miavi | un: woodroker )

Wow there sure is a lot of new faces here! And mum thought I wouldn't make any new friends soon.

Nice to meet you everyone. Call me Auggy since I don't think I'm tall enough to fit my real name just yet, haha. Is anyone new to these parts interested in meeting up over at Diagon Alley? We can have a chat over drinks and pastries. My treat!

( the ministry of magic )

Another day, another hectic workload to fill in the Ministry. More so with how the doors aren't working the way they're supposed to be. Not a lot can throw Auggy off so hats off to whoever made this wonderful blunder because he is off his game today. It's a lot more difficult to keep his good cheer in check with how he keeps bumping into certain individuals. His skin crawls at times every time it happens but he tells himself that's a consequence of the job as he keeps his hisses and curling lips to himself. Someone's gotta travel around giving documents, registrations, parcels, and the like. Allows him to stretch his legs and let him see what's what, who's who, and so on because it never hurts to try and keep yourself on top of things. Plus it never hurts to be in the good graces of some of the folks he's helping out.

Like right now. He sees someone stepping out of the door and can tell they're not supposed to be here. Who would want to be International Magical Trading Standards willingly?

"Are you alright?" He flashes his sweetest smile from where he's standing, head tilted in curiosity and intrigue. Has he met this person before...? Hmm. Let's see where the direction of this conversation goes. He can work things out on the fly if needed. "Need a hand or anything? I've worked here for a while so I know my way around the place! More or less. If the gods and goddesses of doors and pathways smile upon us."

( diagon alley )

There's so much to do in Diagon Alley! Shopping, hanging out, listening in on friends or individuals who can't keep their voices a tad lower. Auggy enjoys his time out and about this place since there's a lot he can do here. Especially with the chaos of the animals roaming free. It gives him a great excuse to grab someone and pull them to the side to avoid a pack of roving frogs or yell 'watch out!' to a person as a flock of angry owls come barreling their way, giving him an excuse to run to their side and see if they're fine. Or maybe he'll bump into someone when in a bookstore by accident or try to be a helpful individual to someone who looks particularly lost. Whatever the case, Auggy is ready to give a hand. Who knows? He might bump into someone he genuinely likes and wants to help out with no ulterior motives at all.

Or instead he's at a certain establishment in Diagon Alley, having made an arrangement with someone to see them there. Did they take up the offer he made in his post? Is this a brunch with friends long overdue? Something more... interesting? Whatever the reason Auggy is all warm smiles and friendly waves when he sees the person approaching him, eagerly standing so he can go around the table to pull out their chair.

un: mackin

[likedietrich]

Augustus, you are both older and taller than me and if anyone calls me Marlie they're regretting it.

\ O /

[dereplicate]

It's because you're Marlene! Everyone knows better than to do that to you if they don't want trouble.

And I mean that in a complimenting way. Honest. On my mum's heart and everything.

[likedietrich]

Maybe it's time for you to cultivate a reputation for trouble. I'm sure you aren't friends with Lucius Malfoy without learning how to hex.

And of course, I mean that in the most complimentary way. He's my second best customer.

[dereplicate]

That means my sibling will lose a good role model though. Who will my parents use when they're trying to make them do something?

But no, really- Can I ask who's your first best customer? Does their name rhyme with loggy?

[likedietrich]

Honey, no, you've got to spend more money than Bellatrix Black to take that title.

No one says your parents have to hear about your rep.

ministry but kind of wildcardish??? AND SO SORRY THIS IS LATE.

[viler]

Antonin had watched him from afar, an small uptick in the corner of his lips. Amusement at work comes to Antonin in various ways, but it's rarely ever because of other people's considerations towards another being. Everyone knows the score in the Ministry, of course — there are the face of Riddle's glowing administration, and as such they are expected to go about their day respectfully, especially toward those of poorer circumstances, like the Muggleborns and the Time Deviants.

For Antonin, it's downright fascinating to observe and deduct just who is sincere and who is putting up incredible facades. Some are too transparent — no one would ever believe that a woman like Bellatrix Black would seriously even consider smiling sincerely towards a Muggleborn (it's downright hilarious) — while others are still mysteries, waiting to be solved.

After Augustus Rookword has helped the lost soul get to where they need to be, Antonin approaches him.

"You know, Augustus, others would say that you are far too sweet toward strangers," he says, idly.