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@ 2011-04-04 03:26:00

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Magical Mystery Invitation Across the Fandoms
Released to the wilds of the vast universes throughout time and dimensions, the invitations to the party are part Time Lord psychic paper tech and part good old magic. They don't have to appear in traditional guise, though they might be a colourful card or banner, a flying paper plane or possibly a delicate origami crane. These invites could be text via your cell or the phone itself, a surprise playback from a CD or DVD, part of a painting you've not noticed at the museum, the towel of a Hitchhiker or new info on his Guide, or anything at all relating to the invitee's own time and place in the scheme of everything that ever was, will be, is.

Dear Recipient, (so the invite begins)

Consider this your ticket to the only party of its kind ever anywhere and anywhen. We ask you who might enjoy meeting others of all eras to come over and mingle! The time where we live is the spring of 1964 though you needn't fret about possible showers as you shall safely arrive right inside.

If you want to be where it's at, hold this invite in your hand (or just touch it if it's too big) and say out loud, meaningfully now: "Yes please, I want to party where it's groovy! I do want to know a secret!" (If you're shy or reserved, thinking emphatically will get you here too!)

You don't even have to click your heels together. Unless you want to, of course. Nor do you have to salute or take just a jump to the left, put your hands on your hips.

Yours truly, your hosts,

Luna Lovegood,
John, Paul, George and Ringo
John Smith X aka Smithy
John Smith XIII aka Jonesy

And suddenly you find yourself inside the Beatles' flat of the four doors!!

That Which Preceded the Release of the Magical Invites (for inquisitive minds who simply have to know or those who are Ravenclaws)

Or skip all of that and simply respond to attend the party!

((OOC: Everyone is welcome to start their own subthread here. If anything occurs which a lot of people might notice, like the Weasley twins setting off fireworks lol, I'll be sure to point that out in the OOC comm. This doesn't mean the twins have to appear but they make such a good example of how to attract a lot of attention!))

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shelley_runyon
2011-04-20 05:42 pm UTC (link)

Damon glanced in the direction indicated. Maybe he was curious to see what sort of a reasonable fascimile of John Lennon this guy had managed to perpetrate. From where he stood, though, he could almost swear that that lad was the real deal. Impressive. And Damon was not an easy one to impress.

A second look revealed a live and not very cancerous looking George Harrison. Curiouser and curiouser.

His attention turned back to Jonesy. "I can see where that might be a bit of a downer," he commented, "that whole who dies when thing. Sort of depressing." His eyes flashed at the other.

"I don't know about you, but I could sure go for another drink. So, I know you're not Brian Epstein or anything. From what I remember, he was something of a twerp. Where do you fit into all of this?" He indicated the party at large with one wave of his hand.

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chimeless_clock
2011-04-20 06:32 pm UTC (link)

"Perhaps not so much who dies when, though there's no need to be cruel to the lads. I like them a lot. Rather, time's a funny creature and what's generally believed about it isn't always true."

Jonesy indicated that Damon should help himself to a drink as he chatted on. He watched the guest with mild curiosity. "No, definitely not Brian Epstein." A small smile passed over his lips. "I am a Time Lord and I'm from Gallifrey. And no, that's not a county in Ireland nor any place you'll find on Earth. I travel through time. I enjoy meeting many different people from their respective times and places. Time is a fluid, living creature. Time is what you remember and also what another remembers so the two might be different though compatible." He could have talked for hours but to start with broad strokes usually worked better. If the listener was interested, they asked questions that took the conversation in one direction or another.

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shelley_runyon
2011-04-26 02:26 am UTC (link)

"Time has a way of passing, no matter what you do," Damon commented wryly.

He helped himself to another drink, gulping it down before he poured another, which he sipped at. "A Time Lord?" he frowned at the unfamiliar term. He'd run into those that would be considered different by the standards of most people - vampires, werewolves, witches and the like - but a time lord, whatever that was, was a first for him. Might as well test this fellow, see if there were any sort of parameters to what he could do, or what he knew.

Always better the enemy that you know, right?

"I'l bite," he said cockily, "so you're a Time Lord, and you're from - what was that name? Gallifrey? Okay, then do you have any idea what I might be and where I migth be from?"

Let him chew on that puzzle for a bit.

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chimeless_clock
2011-04-26 05:33 pm UTC (link)

He let slide the comment about time passing. There was no reason to get into how time itself might be frozen or completely withdrawn from. It was almost cute, this habit of human ego which made (especially) the males engage in pissing contests.

Jonesy perused the younger man with an ironic glint in his eyes and he pretended to speak very, very seriously. "Your accent places you in the south of the U.S. Definitely not Florida and there's not enough red Georgia clay in you... you'd fit well with the fox-hunt set, I think. Virginia and... you are a vampire. As far as vampires go, I have an idea you've not lived altogether that long either."

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shelley_runyon
2011-05-03 01:33 am UTC (link)

"A vampire?" Damon cocked one well-formed eyebrow at the other man. "Someone has a wild imagination, I see. I blame Twilight, myself. It's making people think vampires are popping out of the woodwork. Tell you what, shall we wait 'til the sun goes up and run outside and you can see if I sparkle or not?"

Damon had no problem with having another drink. With his metabolism, it took a lot to make him drunk, although it was not impossible.

Waving the hand that held the glass, he added, almost as a sop, "You did hit it right about Virginia, though. Fell's Church, to be exact. Ever heard of it?"

Some people called it Spook Central because of the ley lines which converged there.

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