sortinghat_logs | The winds of change~~

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The winds of change~~

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Anything from fun to serious
RATING: PG-13+
WHEN: 20th - 23rd April
WHERE: All around the school
WHAT: Canon selves event! A seance gone awry has had its effect on the school, bringing about mental and physical changes to students and staff alike! Full details of the combinations of effects can be found here.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whichever style you like.

[Spring brings change, but that change isn't always a good thing! Whether your character has changed entirely into their canon self, or only in part, please keep in mind that whatever they know/learn of their original canon during this event will be unable to be clearly recalled - disappearing with their past self - when the event is over. This is to avoid fourth-walling after the conclusion of the event.

Please also keep in mind that some people will not want to fourth-wall during the event! Make sure it's alright with the other player before you decide to do that. Above all, though, have fun!]

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[Morning: Locked to Bro]
[It's strange waking up in a body that isn't yours. You don't really notice at first. Or at least, Murdoc didn't. He hums tiredly as he feels himself begining to awaken and his first reaction is to push closer to the other man in the bed so he can wind his arms tighter around him. As far as Murdoc is concerned, he's a perfectly normal wizard in bed with his perfectly normal wizard boyfriend.]

[Anytime: open!]
[So, the winds of change certainly did a number on Murdoc and it will be clear to anyone who sees him. He's now quite a bit taller and more muscular. He's also grey, with fins, horns, fangs and claws! He looks a bit like this, so it's fortunate that his mind is totally uneffected.

You might come across him marching down the halls, huffing and fluttering his fins indignantly as he attempts to avoid most everyone whilst also keeping an eye on them. If you happen to be at the lake, you could catch him attempting to take a swim, he does appear to be part fish! Eventually you may find him sitting in the courtyard with his head in his hands because this has been a surprisingly exhausting day.]

[[Morning: Ravenclaw dorms]]

[Tony, wasn't entirely surprised that he was waking up somewhere not his bed, however the Ravenclaw common room was never a place he remembered being. So really this is where things got weird for him.]

Pepper?

[To be fair, it was a logical conclusion to come to that it could he her place, Tony hadn't really been in her before, at least as far as he could remember. As he moves to going from lying on the large plush couch to stand to look around he sways heavily and stumbles forward, looking very surprised at this his looks down at his shirt.

There's no glow.]

Well. That's... Okay, not good.

[He pulls up his shirt and and loosens the reactor to inspect it.]

Getting worse by the second.

[Tony starts to fumble about the room to see if he can find a small tool kit, screwdriver, anything for him to find out why the reactor is not providing it's life lengthening free energy.]

[[After magic has 'saved' him from the whole dying thing.]]

[Tony wanders the halls, eyeing everything with great skepticism. Sure, magic saved his life, for now, but magic was still things that charlatans and carnie's did to make a quick buck off people eager to believe things were more than what they are. After a moment he heads outside, pulling his phone out of his pocket, and tries to turn it on to see if outside of the castle could bring reception. He was told it wouldn't work, but he's Tony Stark, he's been told that a lot in his life only to prove people wrong. If only he knew that he couldn't actually fight magic by being more stubborn.]

[Shuffling down that hallways in a rather random manner is Karkat, however this isn't very easy to tell, as all that can be seen wandering the halls is a gryffindor comforter with feet. And these feet are very hurriedly taking the confused and kind of scared teen to the infirmary. Because if anyone can fix you from being horribly and suddenly deformed it would be Dolores.]

[Kurloz has no idea where he is or what he's been turned into. First he wakes up in something that is definitely not his coon and then he sees his skin's all pink and shit - he's even shorter!

It's just not in his nature to panic and freak out though, so he found his way to an ablution trap to examine himself in the mirror, noting that at least his ocular orbs were almost the right colour, though the loss of his horns was traumatizing. He then noted two rather big errors in his physical makeup.

1. His mouth isn't sewn shut.

2. His tongue is still there.

His teeth are too blunt to cut through the thick muscle, hm. So, first order of business, finding something sharp. And some needle and thread...

Finding parchment and ink close to the fabric box thing he woke up in that morning, Kurloz writes in messy Beforian "need something sharp, needle and thread too. please :o)" Which... doesn't look like any known language on Earth.

Somehow one way or another he creeps out of the Slytherin dorms and trawls the hallways, dressed only in rumpled pajamas and sneakers with bed-raggled hair, 'sign' in hand.]

[This isn't anything Cronus was ever expecting. First off, this is not the dream bubbles, or at least, not one he's ever seen, and believe him, after the first few epochs, there's not much more to see. Besides his obviously strange surroundings, it doesn't take long for him to see his pink hands and arms. There's a rise of excitement in him, because for all he might be playing the humankin pretty hard for some sucker to fall for it and pity him, this is pretty neat! He further inspects himself in a mirror he's happened across, and damn does he look like one hot human. He made a hot troll to begin with, but damn he is looking fine.]

[Maybe it's just a dream bubble that's far more potent than he's ever experienced, maybe it's some new type of dream bubble, who even knows. Not him! He hardly gives a shit about the mechanics of dream bubbles or any of that crap, leave that to Aranea who likes to babble on endlessly about shit he doesn't even care about. Seriously, when it comes down to either getting laid for figuring out how your strange and forever shifting environment works? He'd focus on what clearly matters here.]

[Though, he can't do much about that if he's just in some dorm-looking area without many people around. Time to go check out the local bubble inhabitants! Cronus will be making his way around the castle, perhaps he'll spot someone in the courtyard and approach them, or maybe even in the halls. For the most part, he's acting pretty damn normal, hitting on unsuspecting people, but he's obviously got no idea where he's at, or what this place even is. He doesn't care to find out either. Wasted time and wasted effort, after all.]

[Marshall can be found (literally) floating around inspecting everything. He looks relatively the same except his skin tone is grey.]

This isn't Aaa. Where the hell am I?

[Hovering a couple of feet above the ground, he makes his way through the castle to look for some answers. He's not afraid per say but he would dearly like to know who managed to pull off transporting the Vampire King somewhere.]

[Wow, those sure are some bright clothes Dirk's wearing today!

Seriously, it's like he's trying to burn out someone's eyes. How could he think this was a good fashion choice? His hair's even red! And there's... is that a soda can on his head? Yes it is.

The castle does the weirdest things, sometimes.

Dirk doesn't look like he's enjoying it- and he doesn't sound like it, either. He's just wandering the halls and staring blankly at everything.]

Fuck this. Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this...

[OOC: I'll be using this account for Dirk, during this event, for the sake of icons.]

Edited 2013-04-22 02:58 (UTC)

[Do you hear maniacal laughter?

No?

Well, now you do. Jane Crocker in her trickster mode best is flying around the castle in search of two very special boys, but she'll be sure to spread her PEACHY attitude to anybody who she runs into on the way.

And yes, that is indeed a cupcake in her hair.]

[You have to love waking up in a castle. Always.

...Oh wait. Never. France has to admit, this decor looks pretty passable, and it's obviously his living space, but he can't remember the last time he visited--much less made himself quite so at home in--a castle.

And eventually, when he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror, he becomes quite distressed!]

Mon Dieu, I look awful!

[Oh no, oh no! He looks at least twenty, maybe thirty years older!! Of course this is an exaggeration, but sssh. He's a diva.

His wardrobe is no more encouraging, and the trinkets he finds in his room are just...strange! Seriously, why would he keep anything even marginally resembling a wand? Where is he, even?!

Hmm. As he's dressing himself in what little is annoyingly afforded to him--his robes--he comes to the most obvious conclusion. All of this looks like it came out of a fantasy novel. From the wand to the robes, and all the things in between. Oh, but at least there's a few normal things, right? Too bad he doesn't realize he's a Muggle Studies professor and that's why he has Muggle things!

Confused, he makes his way out of his room and you can find him wandering the castle! If you're lost, he'll be more than happy to tell you he has no idea what's going on and offer some comfort. If he encounters an adult though, he'll have some questions of his own.

This has to be England's fault though. No doubt about it. Just wait until he finds that bushy-browed idiot! ALL OF THE PIECES OF HIS MIND. >:C]

[So those who happen to see Bro roaming the castle will be quick to note that he looks a little different. Bro's a little more muscular than he was the day before, as if he's buffed up considerably over night. That's the only physical change present. But mentally? He's a completely different person. He doesn't know how or why he got here, and his little run in with Murdoc after waking up really wasn't enough to give him any answers on the matter.

It doesn't matter though. What matters is finding Dave, because he knows the kid is around here somewhere, and he wants to know what the fuck is going on with him, if he was brought here too or if Bro is alone. If he's alone... Well, he'll cross that bridge when he gets there.

Right now, he's just skulking around the halls of Hogwarts, dashing in and out of corners quickly like a motherfucking ninja, as if he doesn't want to be seen. A bunch of fucking wizards are around and he doesn't trust them. Not after getting stunned by Murdoc. He hasn't been able to locate his sword yet, either, on account of not knowing where the hell his office is.

So if you decide to approach him, you should be prepared for him to be on his motherfucking guard. Because Broto ain't in Kansas anymore, and he's not fucking happy.]

-=so far whatever was happening to everyone is awesome as far as tavros is concerned, goofy ass outfit not withstanding. he can walk! he can walk and run and jump and he doesn't even need braces to do it!

he could do without the creepy blank eyes and the maw full of pointy teeth. every tooth in his mouth seems to be sharp and he's pretty sure he's cut his lips on all of them by now. the horns are cool though. he can totally dig the bull horns. he just hopes he remembers to be careful when he turns around because he's been the cause of more than one concussion already.

so he's out. walking. running. ~~getting stuck in doorways.~~=-

[That is one lanky gray-skinned dude with big horns wandering around the halls! He seems pretty happy with the world (maybe because he's wearing clown make-up), but also a little befuddled - he has no idea how he got here, with all these aliens and talking paintings and shit. Did they get their universe after all? That would be pretty motherfuckin' dope, except that's not quite how he remembers it. It wouldn't be the first time he'd totally forgotten something, though, except he's been remarkably clear in his thoughts lately, hasn't he? And a little ... on-edge?

Maybe he should find Karkat. He's not sure why, but that sounds like an EXCELLENT idea.]

[Rhys had thought he'd gotten used to all the little changes the castle liked to enact, having been female, younger, older ... but no, this was entirely new. He didn't even recognize what he was. All he knew was that he'd woken on a bed he'd no longer fit on, promptly slammed his massive horns into the ceiling as he stood up, and then sent students scattering in all directions screaming when he'd emerged out into the hallway, heading toward his House to check on his children. He didn't even have his wand, and was apparently incapable of performing even simple wandless spells. How frustrating.

From the odd forms glimpsed here and there, it's clear this has happened to more than one person (as usual), but no one will stay within arm's reach long enough to talk to him.]

[Rose is out and about. She's got her badass, God Tier threads on and she's making her way down this hallway. Walking fast and she's-

She's fucking lost.

This is not the meteor. This isn't even like a proper dream bubble. Man, what da fuck.] Excuse me? [Please help. Cannot find meteormates. Unsure where is.]

[Students may have noticed that Professor Sun isn't at class at the proper times. Instead, they'll catch him stalking up and down the castle wearing pants and a shirt instead of the normal robes that a wizard wears. He's already been informed about the fact that he's in a wizard's castle in a country he's never heard about, and that he's supposed to be some other person called "Wesley Sun". Nonsense! He's the Tiger of Jiangdong, the pirate chaser of the Changsha river, Lord of the lands of Wu, descendent of the great Sun Tzu!

He is Lord Sun Jian, and if there's one thing he's learned in the short time he's had to deal with sorcery is that you merely have to find the altar that's being used to perpetuate the chaos, and destroy it.

So there are two scenarios you might catch "Sun Jian" in.

A: Grand Hall
He's about to smash the hourglasses holding the house points. He's got a chair in one hand and he's not afraid to use it!!

B. Lakeside
Unable to find any explanation and altar to destroy that could bring him back to China, he's decided to find the closest sea-worthy vessel and sail across the lake to calm down and think through his options. Right now he's securing the sails and is about to cast off on the sailing boat Wesley had brought back with him after the Easter Holidays.
]

[Coraline is wandering down the hall heading towards the Great Hall. She looks very concerned as she does so. What is this place? Was it the Other World? It didn't look like anything like something you would find in the United States. It looked almost like a castle.

"Mom? Dad? Anyone? Helloooooo?"

[In a slightly smaller voice she asks.]

"Other Mother? Ugh, god I hope not."

[It is of great surprise to THOR, GOD OF THUNDER to awaken in a bed that is not his own! It is of even more suprise for him to wake up in a tiny, fragile body that doesn't seem to be his at all. At first he had thought he'd merely been aged down, but his weak limbs can't seem to flip his bed upward. A TRAVESTY!

If you should happen upon Thor, he will be marching down the halls with his chest puffed out looking pissed as all hell. If you happen to approach, he will likely demand to know where his hammer is! He sounds as if he's trying to make his voice deeper than it is, silly man.

LATER, he will be so enraged that you may find him trying to flip over one of the tables in the Great Hall. TRYING being the keyword here! He can hardly tilt it upward, poor guy. He seems pretty angry right now, eventually he throws his head back and lets out a ROAR.]

Who DARES do this to the MIGHTY THOR!?

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