Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

This message is for anyone who knew my brother. He's has been sent home.

How do you know when someone's gone home? There has to be some sort of indication.

So, my first "odd occurrence" here at the castle and it seems to be an aging event. If you've grown a beard, I want pictures.

Is this another case of the castle doing one of it's things, or are there simply new people here?

Right, these ornament things. We're just supposed to trust that they do what the mysterious note says? Fat chance of that, Godric only knows what they could've slipped in there and I'm not keen on spending Boxing Day in the infirmary with boils or purple skin or the like. Terribly easy to slip something nasty into a bit of chocolate, I ought to know that.

Still, if they do work... might be nice to see James Remus don't kid yourself, mate, it'd be James an old friend again. Anybody had luck with it yet?

So I’m not entirely sure I like being manhandled by a bunch of strangers while being under some sort of hypnotic spell that makes me compliant. No, scratch that – I’m damn bloody sure I don’t like it. Is that anyway to treat someone who just arrived in another world? It’s just rude, that’s what it is. I’d say as if I need a shower now but I feel as if I’d been sick they’d have put me into some sort of decontamination chamber if it was necessary. Still, it might help.

Right, so, they filled me in on what was going on around here. Another planet, which by the way has a rubbish name with an equally ridiculous-sounding land – country? I feel as though I’ve stepped into a storybook. They also said we can’t pop home until this place lets us. Guess that means I should introduce myself to my fellow misplaced travellers.

Hullo, my name is Al Potter. Looks like I’m your newest arrival here.

I was only kidding when I said that the Halloween ball could have benefited from the presence of some ghosts. This is taking things entirely too far.

Hallowe'en isn't something I'm accustomed to being costumed for. Is there a dress code one should adhere to, or will general masquerade be acceptable?

This is rubbish. I was supposed to have my summer holiday but now it's October instead of June and I have to go to Muggle school. And the grown-up me won't even let me keep my wand during school, just says something about the trouble I'd get into, which I so would not! And there's something they're not telling me, I know it.

I want my Reg to go home to do something fun. What's there to do around here?

Something frightening has happened.

LOOK AT HOW WELL-DEFINED MY FEATURES ARE!

We should do this more often.

[ooc: Also a cartoon. Sorry for the late chiming in. Just got back to RP.]

With everything so ... flat ... it's been a bit difficult to remember how to breathe.

[ooc: Ukitake is cartoonized.]

'Kay. So, it's really killing me not to make any movie references over what's going on right now 'cause I'm pretty sure no one would appreciate it, but... I can't be the only one who's dying to go outside and do a little rendish of Supercalinotgonnatrytospellthisever, right?

Well, just humming 'cause. I've been stuck in a musical sorta shtick before and not looking to do that ever again.

Why did I think writing would be a good major again? Geez... I guess I should be grateful, between Dee, homework, and interning, I don't have time to dwell on how much this place has sucked lately.

Not even going down the road of why everything is like walking through a Disney movie right now either. This is definitely a first...

Tell me we're not in one of those musical cartoons now.

People disappeared again. Maybe I haven't been paying enough attention, but I thought it had eased up a little. I don't know...

Is everyone still around okay..?

[This would be filtered to Regulus and Tracey if she knew how. Alas.]

Do dogs have any special dietary needs other than not pastries?

[A deep, joyous bark is heard.]

Hush-- no. No past-- get down. Oh, for-- come here, you ridiculous creature.

[Filtered to Tracey and Narcissa]
Good news, everyone. My brother is here.

Would someone like to watch after a House Elf while I figure out why this blood place dropped my brother into my rooms?

[Filtered message to Regulus Black]

Regulus, hello. I'm Harry. I'm not the most eloquent person when it comes to writing on this thing, so here goes, I guess. I...just wanted to introduce myself, say hello, and, um, thanks. Really. I don't know how much of the future you know already, but...we owe you, more than I could ever say.
[/filtered]

So, it turns out there's a voice in my head trying to take over my new body and destroy the world. I could be misrepresenting its intentions about that last part, but it's nigh impossible to not draw that conclusion.

And because of my fractured soul, I'm more than a little bit more susceptible to its persuasions than the average bloke. So to keep everyone safe, I'm going to go stay by with a soul reaper who can keep my inner voices from becoming outer voices until I'm back in my original body.

No need to be alarmed. I'm fine. Harvey hasn't busted out yet.

Tracey - maybe you can take Reg?

Sev - good luck with your womanhood.

You can both visit.

My sympathies to those who have changed. If there is anything I might do to help, I am glad to offer assistance.

[Ichigo and Regulus]

Please do not hesitate to notify me if you suspect there may be difficulty in regards to the ablities that have been transferred along with Kurosaki-kun's body. Early intervention might be best, given the nature of a shinigami's powers.