Isolation RPG

Who: Megan Jones and Asteria Greengrass
What: Challenge - "Belittling them was one of my only pleasures
Where: Charity Ball
When: November 28, 2009
Status: Incomplete

Megan weaved her way in and out of the formally dressed crowds, sticking out like a sore thumb in her trim cut plain black serving robes. While many of the guests light up like stars when she poked into her conversations with glistening silver trays of goodies, some were less than pleased to be interuppted by "the help".

"Can you believe it?" a woman tisked, barely a moment after Megan stepped away. "Hiring actual people to serve instead of bringing on elves. What is this world coming to?"

"Oh, dear," the man beside her responded, shaking his head. "I'm sure there's a committee that would have their pudding if they brought in elves. Do we really need that sort of to do on an evening like this?"

Who: Agatha Bole & Ernie Macmillan
What: Post-Ministry chat with a few drinks in the mix
Where: Leaky Cauldron
When: November 20, 2001
Status: Incomplete
( What's the best cure for a long day's work? )

Who: Readers of the Daily Prophet
What: Breaking Coverage
Where: Daily Prophet
When: November 18, 2001
Status: Complete 

Who: Open to all Ministy Employees
What: Part Six
Where: Level Four - where worlds are beginning to collide
When: 11:21 pm - November 16, 2001
Status: Open

Anthony was beyond relieved when he and the other individuals trapped in the lift finally freed themselves from their symbolic cage. It had taken quite a lot of work, which was made even more daunty by their hunger and exhaustion. But between the combination of magic and creative thinking, all four passengers had climbed through the hole and down the shaft before breaking open the doors on Level Floor and forcing themselves on.

"Hello!" Anthony called out, the accidental leader of the pack.

Who: Employees on Level Three and Level Four (Penelope? Susan? Justin?)
What: Part Five
Where: Escape form the storage closet
When: 3:11 pm - November 16, 2001
Status: Open

It had started with a pile of precariously stacked boxes climbing their way to the ceiling of the storage closet on Level Three. The cover of the air vent had been unscrewed and removed, while the options of what to do next were discussed. Surely the ventilation system had to be connected throughout the building and that climbing through the narrow passageway would potentially lead them to another office - or even another floor.

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Employees in the Conference Room on Level Four had come to the same conclusion. After trying to main doors without success, people were beginning to weigh other escape routes. Just when frustrations were reaching a peak, there was a loud rumble that caused everyone to stop in their tracks. Something had exploded in the office next to them and the force of the detonation and created cracks along the wall of the Conference Room.

Who: Hermione Granger (open to female employees from Level Two) and Agatha Bole and Ernie Macmillan (open to all employees from Level Two)
What: Part Four
Where: Trapped in the ladies restroom
When: 1:09 pm - November 16, 2001
Status: Open

It was strange to see a pregnant witch sitting crossed legged on the tile floor of the ladies restroom, but all the occupants agreed it was far better than had she been a hysterical mess. Debbie confessed to being claustrophobic shortly after the lights had dimmed, but fortunately took matters into her own hands. “Om,” she hummed in a meditative state, doing anything she could to remain calm after more than two hours trapped in the loo.

Opening one eye, she smiled. “My midwife claims this is great for reducing stress during labor.”

Please let that sort of thing NOT happen today…

Who: Terry Boot, Evelyn Montgomery, Martin Spinks (NPC) and Employees on Level Five
What: Part Three
Where: Trapped in the Break room
When: 12:17 pm - November 16, 2001
Status: Open

“I’m starving,” complained short and stocky Martin Spinks as he paced back in forth in the break room for the Law Offices on Level Five. Every few minutes he’d become frustrated and take a seat, eyeing up the snack cabinet - which despite inserting coins into the slot refused to produce any snacks.

“How is it possible that this cabinet is somehow linked to all the other operational magic in this building?” he muttered. “As if in case of emergency, they should need to withhold crisps and sweets.”

Who: Anthony Goldstein and Open

What: Part Two

Where: Lift stuck between Levels Four and Five

When: 10:58 am - November 16, 2001

Status: Open

 

Anthony had just stopped by Level Six to pick up a report from the Portkey Office and had been heading back down to Level Three when the lift stopped abruptly and the light in the lift dimmed. In the handful of years that Anthony had worked at the Ministry, he had never seen anything like this happen.

 

“What’s going on?” A tall nervous looking witch asked, clearly a visitor at the Ministry.

 

Anthony closed the file in his hand and looked up at her. “I believe it’s a security test, ma’am. I’m sure everything will be up and running again in a few minutes.

 

That had been fifteen minutes ago….

Who: Visitors and Employees of Level Eight - Ministry of Magic
What: Part One
Where: Level Eight - Atrium
When: 10:43 am - November 16, 2001
Status: Complete

Elaine Robbins looked sharp in her uniform robes as she checked in wands at the security desk. The initial morning rush of visitors was over and Lucy Owens, at reception, had provided them with directions to various offices throughout the building. Things were running smoothly and Elaine was pleased - perhaps Monday wouldn’t be so bad after all.

A new visitor came in and Elaine took his information before waving a long, golden rod around his body to ensure that he was not carrying a wand in addition to the one he was registering. Just as she placed his wand on the scale to assess its properties, a buzzing sound echoed through the atrium and red lanterns attached to the walls began to flash.

Elaine turned to Lucy, eyes wide. “A code red?” She asked, just as the doors to all the entrances, offices and lifts slammed shut. Quickly, Elaine pulled her own wand and left her post to determine what was going on.

Who: Megan Jones and Zach Smith
What: A little good food between friends
Where: Megan's flat
When: November 12, 2001
Status: Incomplete 

Who: Justin Finch-Fletchley, Daphne Greengrass, Morag MacDougal, Parvati Patil, Ernie Macmillan
What: Vampire Photoshoot
Where: Georgian house, London's East End
When: 14th November, after dark
Status: InComplete

( Justin raised his hand to knock at the door... )

Who: Readers of the Daily Prophet
What: Breaking Coverage
Where: Daily Prophet
When: November 10, 2001
Status: Complete 

( Who are these people who call themselves Isolationists? )

Characters: Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley
Setting: Tuesday night, The Raven, a pub near Penny Lane
Rating: General public, for now
Summary: Ginny declared Girls Night Out and Hermione dutifully agreed.

( How Hermione Granger spent many of her nights, was not the way most twenty-somethings did. )

( Owl to Hermione Granger )

Who: Evelyn Montgomery, Open
What: Evelyn is doing the weekly marketing.
Where: The market in Diagon
When: 7 November 2001
Status: Incomplete

( The mobs on Thursday had prevented her from doing the marketing. And marketing on a Friday night was just too pathetic to contemplate. )

Who: Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie MacMillan
What: One of them has a hangover, and it's not Justin...
Where: The Finch-Fletchley residence, Adler's Row
When: 7th November 2001
Status: Complete

( Sons of Helga! Rise and Shine! )

Who: Anthony Goldstein and Terry Boot
What: Happy Hour
Where: Leaky Cauldron, Diagon Alley
When: November 5, 2001
Status: Incomplete 

Who: Rita Skeeter and anyone in Diagon Alley
What: A protest
Where: Diagon Alley
When: November 5, 2001
Status: Incomplete

Who: Megan Jones and Ernie Macmillan
What: Closing up at the "Thirteenth Hour"
Where: Thirteenth Hour Cafe, Chestnut Hill
When: November 3, 2001
Status: Incomplete

Working the night shift was out of the ordinary for Megan, but she had traded with a co-worker to have off on Saturday night. And while Halloween was not her favorite holiday, it certainly ranked far better than Christmas or Easter and worthy of celebration. So here she was now, starting to clean the kitchen up while the number of patrons in the cafe slowly dwindled.

Alice, one of the waitresses, as Meg if she could watch the floor while she ran out for the moment and since it was fairly dead, Megan agreed. In fact it was nice to be out of the heat of the kitchen and she used this time to begin wiping the main counter. Just then, she heard the bell above the door tinkle as someone entered.

Who: Agatha Bole & Zacharias Smith, OC
What: Scaring a little sense into a future troublemaker
Where: Diagon Alley, Violet House
When: 2 November, 2001
Status: Incomplete

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( Ink, ink, ink... )