Pandora's Box RPG

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October 16th, 2011

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Who: Hermione and Luna
Where: Hermione's Flat
When: October 28th [Tuesday]
What: Luna needs a dress and Hermione's got a surplus

But I'm dressed like a princess! )

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Who: Dmitri Zurlo
What: Opening Pandora's Box
Where: Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries
When: Just after midnight, October 30, 2003


Hope, which whispered from Pandora's box after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is only time. And time pushes at our backs like a centrifuge, forcing outward and away, until it nudges us into oblivion. It's a law of motion, a fact of physics, no different from the stages of white dwarfs and red giants. Like all things in the universe, we are destined from birth to diverge. Time is simply the yardstick of our separation. If we are particles in a sea of distance, exploded from an original whole, then there is a science to our solitude. We are lonely in proportion to our years. — Ian Caldwell (The Rule of Four) )

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Date Change!


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Thursday October 30, 2003
12AM to 11:59AM

WEATHER IN LONDON: Partly Cloudy and Windy; High: 65°F/18°C, Low: 48°F/9°C

WEATHER IN HOGSMEADE: Heavy Rain; High: 49°F/9°C, Low: 40°F/4°C

MOON: Beginning of First Quarter, Waxing


October 30th begins quietly enough, but something dark and unsettling happens in the middle of the night. Those who were safe in slumber are suddenly plagued with horrifying nightmares that feel too real to be just dreams. Those who were awake find themselves suddenly facing their worst fears. But a simple Riddikulus wouldn't work on these frightening spectres. Fortunately, they fade quickly enough, but who knows what lasting impressions they leave?

The early morning brings a swirl of rumors as the wizarding world wakes on a cool Thursday morning. There are rumors of a death in the Ministry, though the details are vague and fuzzy at best. Some say there was a thwarted attack. Others say some poor clerk simply passed while doing some filing. And from others still, there are whispers of a dark magic that got loose to wreak havoc. No one knows the truth for sure, but what's certain is this day has dawned with an uncertainty and unease not felt in the wizarding world in a long time.