threads.

WHO. The Minister for Magic.
WHERE. The Ministry Atrium.
WHEN. 12 October, 7PM.
WHAT. A long overdue address.
STATUS. Complete.

( there was a certain air of exhaustion surrounding the minister for magic as he stepped up to his podium.  )

WHO. Reoccurred Resistance.
WHERE. Warden's Offices: UK South, UK North, Ireland.
WHEN. Sunday night, after dark. (Forward dated.)
WHAT. Revolution, baby!
STATUS. In progress.

( let's blow a hole in this town and do our talking with a laser beam )

WHO. Minister Rourke & DMLE Undersecretaries + Ant and Theodore separately.
WHERE. Minister's Office, Ministry of Magic.
WHEN. 1st October 2005.
WHAT. Meetings with the boss.
STATUS. In progress.

( we're going to these meetings but we're not doing any meeting )

WHO. revived rebels.
WHERE. rr clubhouse.
WHEN. forward dated to sunday 13th september.
WHAT. a plan for something big. big big.
STATUS. ongoing.

( let's blow a hole in this town and do our talking with a laser beam )

WHO. All registered reoccurred who have left the RRC.
WHERE. Their community wardens' office.
WHEN. Saturday 5th September.
WHAT. Check in!
STATUS. Ongoing.

( just a few quick questions. )

WHO. Active DA members.
WHERE. Multiple locations around the Wizarding world.
WHEN. Friday 28th-???
WHAT. Detective work!
STATUS. Ongoing.

( do you smell a rat? )

WHO. Volunteers! Oliver, Terry, Astoria, Mike, Narcissa, Ron, Regulus, Theodore, Ariana, Fleur, and Bill.
WHERE. Multiple locations mostly around wizarding London & Hogsmeade.
WHEN. Saturday 29th.
WHAT. A series of interesting encounters.
STATUS. Ongoing.

( sing along with the common people, sing along and it might just get you through. )

WHO. Peter & Bellatrix / Peter alone.
WHERE. Somewhere hidden / Burrow's Cross, Surrey.
WHEN. 25th August.
WHAT. A favour gone awry.
STATUS. Complete.

( we'll dive in with the sin eaters, while they suck it all up )

who: Active DA
(if you replied to this entry, you are on the invite list)
where: Ginny's flat, Cambridge
when: Saturday, 1pm
what: the DA gets all the knowledge. have fun with that, kids.
status: on-going. quick tags and threads/full reactions all welcome.

( ...cuz a DA party is actually a small militia of formerly-underaged witches/wizards who fought against oppression via the systematic lack of applicable education in life-or-death situations and resisted the sadistic dictatorship of a death eater regime and offered a safe space for other kids after speaking out against public torture before fighting in a literal war. )

WHO. Everybody!
WHERE. Lufkin Park.
WHEN. Saturday 25th July, afternoon.
WHAT. A garden party in celebration of the reoccurred.

( it was so nice throwing big parties, everyone swimming in a champagne sea. )

WHO: ~it's still a mystery~
WHAT: Still not vandalism.
WHEN: 12-13 July, late/early
WHERE: Opposite ends of Diagon Alley



Under the stealth of night, two messages are left for the shoppers and residents of Diagon Alley to encounter once the day begins. In a particularly garish shade of electric teal, the letters are made of dense clouds that float just in front of the walls, each several feet high, and will be beautifully illuminated by the morning sun.

"REOCCURRED RESIST"

"NOT A STORM BUT YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS"

Should you try to touch one, said body part will also take on that delightful hue, and despite the apparent fragility of the messages, the clouds stubbornly refuse to disperse when subjected to wind and water.

WHO. The Minister for Magic.
WHERE. The Ministry Atrium.
WHEN. 11th July, 2PM.
WHAT. An important address.
STATUS. Complete.

( the minister for magic stepped up to his podium, a slight, barely perceptible quiver in his bottom lip. )

WHO: ~it's a mystery~
WHAT: Is it vandalism if it's for a good cause? Nah.
WHEN: 22-23 June, late/early
WHERE: Opposite ends of Diagon Alley




Under the stealth of night, two messages are left for the shoppers and residents of Diagon Alley to encounter once the day begins. In a particularly garish shade of baby pink, the letters are made of dense clouds that float just in front of the walls, each several feet high, and will be beautifully illuminated by the morning sun.

"REOCCURRED RESIST"

"FUCK THE RMT"

Should you try to touch one, said body part will also take on that delightful hue, and despite the apparent fragility of the messages, the clouds stubbornly refuse to disperse when subjected to wind and water.