Ab Aeterno RPG

Who: Remus Lupin and Sirius Black
When: Friday, 15 April - early morning
Where: Remus and Faith's
What: Two friends reconnecting...again.
( You meet people who forget you. You forget people you meet. But sometimes you meet those people you can't forget. Those are your friends. -- Mark Twain )

What exactly was that all about?

Who: Stephen Strange and OPEN
When: December 23, 10:30 pm
Where: The Holodeck
What: Spellcasting
Warning: Magic shizz

( The Magical Mystery Tour is waiting to take you away )

TEXT TO JAMES:
Mr. Padfoot requests that, when Mr. Prongs can be bothered to trouble himself with the affairs of less worthwhile people than the pair of us, he look at the text Sabrina just sent all of sundry and explain why, in the actual fuck, she is concerning uninterested parties with the state of both her pussies. Should Mr. Prongs feel galvanised to inform her of such, Salem is currently in the library playing with some rats who have been transfigured to be abnormally chubby, as Mr. Padfoot can not be fucked.

TEXT TO HARRY:
Quit mooning over your wife and come have dinner with your godfather.

Alright, I've got my good boy hat on this time, and am asking you before I bring it to the rest of the network: what the FUCK is going on on this bus? I'm having visions of my own death, the mermaid is texting about how she can feel planets dying, and last night Nott hugged me. Leaving Prongs off this for now because he's sleeping again and I don't want to wake him up.

What is going on? Things feel crazy. And yes, feel. I don't even know how to explain it. I can feel things that don't belong to me or the people here. We got close to that planet that exploded and I could feel it dying. Anyone else felt it?

Text Bucky and James

People are surely acting weird, aren't they? What's with Steve? He's suddenly in love with Stephen? And Roman forgot all about Peter for Sabrina? Even infatuation last longer than that.

Text to Mac and Merrin

Are you two doing all right? Any weird feelings? Anything strange happening?

Text to Loki

How are you? You aren't suddenly in love with someone not Theo, right? Anything else weird?

Who: James & Sirius
What: Navigating one of the ship's newest rooms
Where: The library
When: December 21, lunchtime
Warnings: None to start. Probably some language and angsty time-visions later?

( All your dreams are on their way )

( PRIVATE GROUP FILTER: JAMES, REMUS, HARRY, SABRINA, DR. STRANGE, THEODORE, LOKI, GINNY, ABIGAIL )
( PRIVATE FILTER: JAMES )
( PRIVATE FILTER: MARAUDERS )
( PRIVATE FILTER: HARRY )

WHO: Harry Potter and Ginny Potter; Harry Potter and James Potter; Harry Potter and Sirius Black.
WHEN: December 5th.
WHERE: The North Pole.
SUMMARY: Harry ventures into the North Pole post-bus drop-off and looks for his family.
WARNINGS: Swears, anxiety.

( The patronus darted out from his wand and into the night, a blur of blue and shimmer, a majestic stag looking at him with curiosity before disappearing into the fluster of flakes coating him like a freshly dressed beignet.  )

Who: Everyone
When: New Years Eve (Backdated)
Where: House #5
What: Celebrating the New Year
Warning: Party things? TBD

( Countdown, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....Happy New Year! )

In the spirit of ushering in the New Year we would like to open our doors and invite you all to come to our house tonight. There will be drinks, music and food. Rather than be alone, or apart from the rest, we hope you will all come.

Eat, drink be merry. Come make your resolutions. Or offer words of recognition to toast those who cannot be with us. Do come.

I assure you, we have plenty of room. Dressing up is optional. But wouldn't it be nice?

As well if weather persists, Doctor Strange has offered to open portals to bring you from your lodging to ours.

( Addressed to and slid under Draco's door. )

Who: Open
When: Christams
Where: Toy factory
What: It's Christmas day

( Merry Christmas )

Who: Open
When: December 24th
Where: Across the planet
What: People deliver presents

( Delivering Presents )

WHO: Mr. Sirius Black (Padfoot to start) & Dr. Stephen Strange
WHEN: Friday November 19, evening.
WHERE: Aerobics room, the Gym.
WHAT: Sirius's routine inspectation of someone new while he's transformed into Padfoot, and then a continuation of this conversation.
WARNINGS: None so far!

( Padfoot bounced joyfully from one mini-trampoline to the other, sometimes leaping over one or two of them entirely just for the fun of it.  )

Who: Open to all
When: Early morning, November 20th/December 20th
Where: the North Pole
What: The bus makes another stop
Note: The passengers will need to find MULTIPLE ways to help the elves. Different solutions will be required and any idea is a good idea. Please have your character react in this post if you want to help with this plot.

( Welcome to the North Pole )

[After this comment of Ariel's]

Prongs; dearhart; brother to my wand, my heart and my soul; tell me you are not suggesting to the very nice mermaid that Narcissa's son is a good go-to for Potions.

I'm not sure who has magic and who doesn't, so I'm sending a group text and this doesn't apply to you, please forgive the interruption.

I got some potions in Necrohelm that would turn a human into a mermaid. If I give you one, would you be able to make more.

Thank you in advance for any help you might provide.
Ariel

Good Day, Everyone:

Is there any sort of infirmary, med station, or hospital on the bus? I haven't seen one, but since there are magical spaces at play here, I don't know if it's the case that we don't have any medical facilities, or if I'm just not seeing them.

Any information would be greatly appreciated.

Regards,
Dr. Strange

Who: Sabrina & Sirius
When: Saturday evening 11/13
Where: The Workshop
What: Testing some dirt
Warning: Language

( I went to Necrohelm, and all I got was this jar of dirt... )

Who: James Potter & Sirius Black
When: 12th November, evening (backdated - my fault, sorry!)
Where: The Stinkpit (aka. Room 35)
What: Talking, plotting, general ramblings.
Warning: Language, almost definitely. Will update if needed.

( You are the light that is blinding me. You're the anchor that I tie to my brain )