procyon, posting in cm_logs:

Placeholder for Sirius & Caradoc log!

didntfoundrome:
In light of recent statements made by the mentally deranged, I feel that we would all benefit from a quick reminder. No matter how grim your situation seems, burning books is never the answer. Books are your friends. They provide you with a great deal of useful information, and, in fact, may be able to assist you in the problem that is causing you such strife. Books are a font of useful information and viable distractions from troubling situations. Books are not responsible for your difficulties. Do not punish the books.

-Remus J. Lupin

procyon:

I hope none of you are overly fond of the British Library, because I'm about to set it on fire.

Which, before I go, brings me to an interesting query that I feel I should know the answer to, as a Hit Wizard in training- if I set Muggle property on fire, using normal Muggle tools, like matches or a lighter or a gun, so it wouldn't be doing magic in front of them, can the Ministry of Magic charge me? Because I don't think it's their jurisdiction.

Let me know. I'll be right back.

procyon:

Today in Hit Wizard training I learned that wands were important. My new work friends have considerably fewer scars than my old ones. Mulciber isn't as funny as Macnair is and he doesn't have nearly as much hair, but I suppose I'm willing to forgive him that.

REMUS.

Full moon's not far away.

PETER.

Come over for dinner or something. We'll get pissed and burn something. It's a Thursday.

EMMELINE.

How's your mum?

I want to put up her picture.

sympathyforwhom, posting in cm_ooc:

Hey guys, this is Anna bringing you Commodus Selwyn (sympathyforwhom), a Death Eater and your friendly neighborhood sociopath.

No, really, though. Well, type-A psychopath, anyway. At least, that's what his personality is most in line with, but he wasn't born a psychopath, so it's a bit more complicated. I mean, yes, he is sort of a serial murderer in his spare time, and he does kill predominately muggle and muggle-born women because he blames the sexual perversions of muggles for making his mother try to leave his father (which in turn made his father murder his mother in front of him when Commodus was 7-years-old and then ask him to help dispose of the body). But what does that make him, really, if not a scared little boy attempting to get past some unresolved mommy-issues?

He's very nice when you talk to him in person. From a very old and prestigious wizarding family, he's a well-respected auror, and he even has a nice little family! He has a wife and an adorable son. The trouble is, he doesn't actually love any of these people. His family was constructed partly as an elaborate shield under the system that his father taught him for, essentially, killing people and getting away with it, and partly as a necessary step for maintaining the power, purity and prominence of the Selwyn name. He does feel fondness for them, but his level of attachment is largely selfish. He is an excellent father, husband, friend, coworker and employee. But that's because he's spent years studying human behavior and emotion, and learning to mimic them appropriately. He plays the high-society game, even though he sees it as slightly asinine, because he regards it as amusing and necessary. His attraction to the Death Eaters should be relatively obvious.

His TL;DR is here.

Plot?

-Anna

thespare:
Would anyone care to have a visitor this evening?

weelassie, posting in theheartyearns:
Who: Ickle Sean and Lena
What: A first official meeting!
Where: Hogwarts
When: AU 1991

( to a new life on a new shoreline )

inasnakesskin, posting in cm_logs:

Who: The Order of the Phoenix
When: 19 November, 1980
Where: Orchard Cottage Stables
What: Order Training
Rating: PG-13
Status: IC/OOC

( I don't know... this could break my heart or save me. )

inasnakesskin:
{Warded Private}

I hate this wand. I want my wand. My wand.

{/End Ward}


{Order}

Tonight we will not be hard training. We will be discussing future tactics as well as doling out jobs for each of you to do based on where you put your interest.

{/End Ward}


{Emma}

If you can't make it tonight, I will meet with you later. Take care of your mother.

{/End Ward}


{James}

If you need to take off tonight, I will not question it.

{/End Ward}

advancer:
[Edith/Eric]

Mum is freaking out. I need you to get here asap if possible please, I don't know how to make her stop.

[/Ward]

[Order]

There's something wrong with my mum. I don't know if I can be there tonight but I'll try.

[/Order]

thespare, posting in cm_owls:
( Gift left on Aludra's desk )

procyon, posting in cm_logs:

Who: Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin (and Peter has a standing invite).
When: Morning of November 18, 1980.
Where: James' house.
What: Awkward attempts at comfort.
Rating: PG-13?
Status: Complete for now, but may be added onto later.

( we're half-awake. )

carefuller:
[Charity]

So... is this advice you actually follow? I never noticed you smell like pumpkin. Except after the Halloween feast in sixth year and I sat next to you on that sofa in the common room. Then you definitely smelled like pumpkin.

[James]

So, I spoke to my sister tonight, and even though I didn't go into any specifics to her, she said that she would send you some more casseroles this week. I thought maybe cooking, you know, it's hard enough to cook when you're not grieving.

I'm really sorry.

[Alphabet Gang minus James]

Who's going to the Hog's Head tonight? I know it's Wednesday, but I'm feeling kind of down tonight and could go for a drink. Or seventeen.

criticise, posting in cm_media:
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charily, posting in cm_media:
( Witch Weekly - 18 November 1980 )

berk, posting in cm_logs:

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thetraveler, posting in theheartyearns:

Who:  Sean and Lena
What:  An empty house
Where:  Their home
When:  September 2026

( ''Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.'' )

advancer:

We, the undersigned, being of sound mind and body, do hereby sign this petition wishing that one, Mr. Edgar Bones, Auror, should provide one, Mr. Caradoc Dearborn, Esq., with a spinny and comfortable swivel office chair to be used while performing secretarial duties on his behalf:

procyon:

I think you should all be aware that the last time the journals left me this bored I set the curtains on fire.


I was trying to cook.