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A bit confused on the plot? Seen some mysterious happenings going on and curious as to what it's all about? What in the world is going on in the Ministry of Magic RPG? Here's where you can catch up on all the happenings around the Ministry of Magic. If you have something to add that relates to employees in general, mysterious happenings around the Ministry, and isn't a personal roleplay, please feel free to post about it in here. Double posting is okay in this space. There definitely is a place to post all about your personal roleplays, though! Those type discussions can go here, in the Wizarding World Chat.
Remember that this thread is OOC knowledge only unless your character heard this information from others or witnessed the actual event, your character doesn't know about it.
What do I do if there's no activity or plotting in my department?
It's possible that there may not be a plot or organized roleplay happening in your department each and every day. What we're hoping is that you'll take the opportunity to create your own roleplays (within reason), whether they be work-related or something personal to your character. Nothing happening on your level? Then roleplay something happening! No drama or nothing to take part in? Create something! There's many different threads in your department and around the Ministry that you're free to explore and create roleplays in! You are also encouraged to contact your department head with ideas and concepts!
Current Ministry of Magic RPG Staff Ministry of Magic Admin:sweetpinkpixie Minister for Magic: Charles Hollingberry (sweetpinkpixie) Head of Magical Law Enforcement [DMLE]: Franklin Paton (Zoe) Head of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes [DMAC]: ---- (Nordic Witch) Head of Ecological Regulation and Protection [DERP]: Violet Fawley (Nordic Witch) Head of International Magical Cooperation [DIMC]: Isaek Edelbach (Charely Potter) Head of Magical Transportation [DMT]: Almer Toots (Zoe) Head of Magical Games and Sports [DMGS]: Firash Grunt (Charely Potter) Head of Mysteries [DoM]: Airey Flamsteed (sweetpinkpixie)
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SupermassiveBLACK HOLE! In the Department of Mysteries!
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
Subtle at first, perhaps you do not even notice initially, you begin to be pulled about the chamber towards black void created by the collapsed star much like bathtub water before it goes down the drain. It's pull is strong, enough so that you could escape under the right conditions and to permit your voice to carry.
Should anyone be listening.
But how long do you have before the pull becomes too strong to escape? The pull has already begun to tug strongly on your limbs as is, perhaps enough to pull a joint or two out of their sockets.
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK
Bookshelves, tables, and artifacts slowly begin scraping their way across the floor of the chamber towards the North-most wall as though being pulled. Tomes and grimoires slowly creep their way towards the end of the shelves and a few begin to fall over the edge in a tragic shower of leather bindings and parchment.
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
The always silent Death Chamber feels even more so as loose bits of gravel begin rolling across the bleak flooring towards the North West corner of the room.
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
RATTLE RATTLE RATTLE RATTLE.
Orbs filled with precious prophecies began shaking on their shelves, gently trying to break free from their confinements as something begins pulling them towards the Southern most wall of the Hall. In fact, the whole shelves seem to slowly creek their way across the room which causes a few of the orbs to fall to the ground and shatter; their prophecies poofing into nothingness in poofs of white and blue wispy smoke.
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
PING DING CLUNK PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST
Cauldrons and entire work stations topple over and are dragged across the floor towards the Southern part of the Chamber. Phials and boxes containing important and rare potions ingredients fall from their shelves and leave a mess about the floor. Hopefully nothing too sinister accidentally mixes together...
The the fountain of Amortentia seems different, its Mother-of-pearl appearance bubbling and flowing in an unusual direction.
Except this room seems unaffected...?
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
Unlike other areas of the Department of Mysteries, the Thought Chambers remains seemingly untouched save for hanging lanterns and Encephalons swimming about their tank. These all seem to be unwillingly veering in a Northern direction.
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This kinda speaks for itself.......
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo
Holding a meeting about impeaching the Minister for Magic was no walk in the park. Without significant proof it could get you fired. But... it seemed, they finally had enough in the books to prove that Morgan P. Nickels needed to go. It had been a long time coming. January was finally holding a meeting to hopefully end the madness.
He had confessed, after all.
After sending an urgent note to all of the Department Heads, January went to the meeting room on her level, made sure all security and silencing charms were in place and functional and then waited patiently at the head of the table for her coworkers to arrive.
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Originally Posted by Krel Ansell
Conley walked into the room wearing his best suite coat, but no tie. He hadn’t planned on having any meetings today and hadn’t bothered to put one on. He really should think about keeping one in his desk drawer, just in case.
Under his arm were a few scrolls of parchment, sealed with various colors of wax, all stamped with seals from different countries – allies of the ministry that had sent in complaints or signed and dated testimonies from his ambassadors who had felt it was safer to bring their countries’ concerns to the ministry in person. Sachin had been the first, but he hadn’t been the last to bring his concerns and the concerns of his nation (India) forward. Conley set the scrolls down on the table, then moved to pulled out a chair.
”Miss Bones,” Conley said in greeting as he sat himself down. “You look lovely today,” He said in greeting. It wasn’t a suck up comment – merely a pleasant observation. Perhaps it was the pending impeachment procedures that brought out a twinkle in her eye. Conley thought that she certainly looked less stressed and definitely more determined than usual. But then, Conley had only known Ms. Bones while Nickels had been in power and Nickels was enough for anyone to want to take a permanent vacation to St. Mungos.
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
It had to be done, and Lyley would fight for it to be done. Not that she expected anyone to disagree -- anyone with a functioning brain had to see that Morgan Nickels was the worst thing to happen to the ministry in years. Who had voted for him? Had anyone? She almost wanted to suggest he had fixed the votes, but she didn't find the minister clever enough to be able to do that effectively.
"Good day to you both, January, Conley," she nodded at them as she took her seat, looking around them cautiously. "The man better not walk in. We need to be prepared for what we'll say if he does." The former Slytherin had quite a few stories in mind.
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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz
Isaac headed to level 1 hoping something would be solved this time. It was time to impeach Morgan, the crisis in the ministry was getting ridiculous and security was a huge concern to him at this point. How could he maintain order with all that had happened since Morgan had become minister? All he could do was hope that this meeting would bring some answers and in the end an end to Morgan being in office.
Stepping into the conference room he nodded to Lynley, January and Conley. "Hello" he said in greeting and moving to a chair with his large mug of tea in hand.
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Originally Posted by Bazinga
presents
Ministry to open, Nickels found guilty
March, 2097
by:Jorge De La Garza
After an unprecedented four-month lockdown after the impeachment of the now former Minister for Magic, Morgan P. Nickles, the Ministry of Magic is expected to resume usual operation. Nickles previously confessed to wilfully contaminating of foodstuffs with an animal transformation potion that transfigured many employees who dined at the ministry's food court into animals against their will. Among the transfigured was Mysteries Department Head Airey Flamesteed, who expressed relief in never coughing up another hairball again. “It was as excruciating as it was disgusting. I would never wish that fate upon my worst enemies.” With the cause having been unidentified for so long, the transfigured employees were quarantined until both an antidote and the cause were found.
Furry employees and coworkers were not the only concern to be brought forward in the wake of Nickles’ appointment. There were reports of plants attacking indiscriminately Ministry-wide shortly after he took temporary charge of the Department of Environmental Regulation and Protection (DERP). In late November, with evidence gathered and presented by Senior Undersecretary January Bones and the remaining department head team, Nickels confessed to tainting the food with aspirations of turning the Ministry into his own private zoo. His reasoning being that it “simply seemed like a fun idea.” Under the guidance of Bones, Nickles' impeachment process began and he was immediately taken into custody by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE). The Ministry closed soon after for a full investigation, renovations, and decontamination. "After gathering enough evidence, we took a unanimous step forward to rid the Ministry of Mr. Nickels," Bones recalls. "We, the department heads and including our future Minister for Magic, have our employees as our number one priority. Moving forward, we are full of hope and optimism for a bright future in the Ministry."
Nickles held the office Minister for Magic since January of 2094.
With Nickles to stand trial for his crimes, the Ministry is ready to move forward under the leadership of newly appointed Minister for Magic, Charles Hollingberry.
Hogwarts alumni, Hollingberry brings with him over 50 years of experience working in wizarding politics with 30 of those serving as the department head for the Department of International Magical Cooperation for the Japanese Ministry of Magic. Hollingberry also served as the campaign manager for Puddlemere United chaser Carter Phillips during his successful bid for a position on the Hogwarts Board of Governors in 2080. “My vision for wizarding Britain is for a wizarding community that is strong in our values and our freedoms, strong in our family and community life, and strong in our sense of wizardinghood,” Hollingberry shared soon after his appointment. “Gone are the days of juvenile tyranny under P. Nickles. I look forward to keeping the Ministry on the trajectory January and the other department heads began and building upon it for the future of our wizarding world. Speaking of which, I do have five beautiful PERFECT peaches for grandchildren.”
In commemoration of the grand reopening, the Minister and the department heads will be hosting a cocktail hour on March 31, prior to the opening on April 1.
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Who: All new and returning Ministry employees When: Sunday, March 31, 2097 @ 4 pm Where:Ministry Food Court Why: to hold an informal Ministry-wide meet and greet with the newly elected Minister for Magic and receive important updates on the Ministry of Magic itself
We look forward to seeing you there!
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Some important maintenance going on in the Thought Chamber of the Department of Mysteries...but the Encephalons seem to have minds of their own
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Originally Posted by Encephalons!
Some were gliding.
Some were bottle rolling.
Others were merely content using their long stems to wade in place.
The encephalons were on the move and if one did not know any better would almost assume that they were excited to have so many visitors at once. Should any one of the persons venture too close to the tank (as the department head had just now) a very vivid thought would appear inside their mind: let us out so we can shine.
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Originally Posted by Encephalons!
They could not see, only sense the thoughts of those in the room. Particularly of those who came closer to their tank. Their home and their prison.
One known as Sylvian took interest in the thoughts of one of the human presences [Nordic Witch] in the room and its stems almost seemed to reach out in her direction.
Before her words and full left her mouth, while they were still thoughts lingering in her mind and on their way out, it 'spoke' to her.
I am eager to get to know you....
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Originally Posted by Encephalons!
Intriguing. Alluring. Delicious.
The presence of the humans in the chamber certainly had a very captive audience. Another of the collective, this one known as Reil, had taken a particular interest in the presence of the human touching the tank [Krel Ansell] and its tendrils reached forward and stroked the glass opposite of their hand. Flashes of something vivid illuminated certain regions of its form. Yes, it likes this human very much....enough that it whacked one of its tendrils over the top of another known as Galen to glide away.
And glide it did, its thoughts instead reaching out towards another [Silver Tiger] instead. No...don't stun too much...would be best to not stun at all....
Completing one last barrel roll, Templeton reached out and began to examine her [Fearlessleader19]. ....you can try and see what happens...it encouraged, planting the thought in her mind. They would all prefer that spell be cast at them over the Stunning Spell.
And then they could all sense another human presence [Roselyn], though their thoughts were too distant....too faded as of right now. But soon...once the department head unlatched the lid...
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Originally Posted by Encephalons!
The thoughts of the woman [Nordic Witch] sent the endorphins buzzing through Sylvian. An impression had been made, one that Sylvian was eager to deepen very soon.
As soon as the lid was -- yeeeeeeeeeeees.
The solution sloshed around as a thick lime green mist billowed forth and fell over the sides, swirled over the floor, and filled the air with a musty, pungent odor. Sensing the exposure and reading the thoughts of the department head [sweetpinkpixie] who had freed them, their tendrils reached upwards, a few coiling over the rim of the tank to pull themselves up out of the liquid.
And then, just as their frontal lobes were exposed to the air in the chamber, they LAUNCHED themselves out from their previous confinements and into the air in overwhelming numbers as though previously orchestrated.
What comes up, must come down...and suddenly it was raining brains.
Hallelujah?
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Things are becoming clingy in the Thought Chamber
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Originally Posted by Encephalons!
Soooooooooaring.
Fllllllllllllying.
THEY'RE BREAKING FREEEEEEE!
They had anticipated the spells, thoughts so vivid in the minds of the humans present that it made it all too easy for each to reach out with their slick tendrils towards these boisterous convictions. Ignoring the man who had released them for now [sweetpinkpixie], a few were struck down by the spells and almost seemed to twitch on the ground where they lay and landed on the floor of the chamber with a moist squish not too unlike a wet sponge being thrown against a wall. But this too had been anticipated.
It was Reil who was able to strike first, its long tendrils coiling around the neck and head of the human [Krel Ansell] with colorful thoughts it had been admiring from within the tank. Sliding its slimy form up the side of his face, Reil managed to position itself atop the man's head and then got to work secreting from all its crevices to lay down a thick coat so the transfer could begin.
Another by the name of Ponce was next to make contact, its attention shifting from one human to another as its moist mass slammed against the floor and bounced a few times. Their tendrils reached out and coiled around the shoes of another human [Roselyn] and began pulling itself up her body while leaving a slimy trail in its wake. Must get to the top...must get to the top...hold still for I do now wish to harm you...
Templeton remained on course, it's thick tendrils reaching out for the shoulders of the human it had made its connection to [Fearlessleader19] and coiling around and under them to pull itself towards her face and SLAMMING into it with an oozy SQUISH. Secretions already beginning to take place, Templeton joined Reil in preparation.
The one known by the others as Galen fell short of its target [SilverTiger] and upon coming to a rolling stop had found itself next to the shoe of another [Dokimoto]. This would do. Soon its shorter than average, stumpy really, tendril had latched on to the human but knew it could not hoist itself up. Rather it would need to rely on another trick. Reaching out with its thoughts, Galen began planting images in the human's head - not an encephalon at their feet, but a smart looking hat that it simply HAD to wear. Yes, pick me up....wear me...you know you want to...
Sylvian was by far the most graceful in the air and in their execution compared to the others, making quick work of coiling it's tendrils around the neck of its select human [Nordic Witch] and hoisting itself atop her head. Now to begin the secretion and transfer...
Several smaller encephalons flung themselves from the tank and propelled themselves towards another human [Charely Potter]. It would be a proper encephanlon pile on top of him by the end of things, squishy and wet. Save for the one that the man's Stunning Spell had shot away.
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oh dear
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
It had been quite a morning for Val, he had reports to file regarding the distant terrestrial planet a few galaxies over. There had some extra activity surrounding its orbit that he was investigating the age on in order to determine the entire galaxy's age itself and... well, given the amount of work required he had to take his lunch break eventually. One of the best things on working in the lower levels was the prime location on the food.
As Val approached the Food Court, he began to realize just how famished he was. The aroma of the food today was quite strong, quickening his pace. He wasn't a Foodie by nature but today seemed to suggest otherwise.. and then he arrived. Val collected a plate and took a moment to gaze intensely on the selection. Kidney pie, Bangers and mash, Fish and chips, Toad in the hole.. such heavy foods. Ordinarily the French man would choose otherwise but today... today... The sight seemed to have been lost on him for a brief moment before an inner voice spoke to him.
He had to have it.
NOW..
Val's eyes seem to have lost its usual intense look, glazing over as if mesmerised. He looked down at his plate. There's no way all of that can fit on the plate. He dropped it letting it smash on the floor. He was far too famished to waste time putting it on the plate as he climbed over the bar onto the trays of food. Ignoring how messy his clothes were getting, he took a sausage and bit into it.
Mmmm.... Merlin was good.
He didn't even finish the rest before he scooped up some mashed potatoes and stuffed it into his mouth next. Mmmm.. He wanted more. Using his other hand he scooped some more mashed potatoes and proceeded to mash his hands onto his face surrounding the mouth as if forcing his cheeks to vacuum up the potatoey goodness.
This was wonderful.
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Laurel headed down to the Food Court accompanied by the growling and loud hunger sounds her stomach was making and it was heard by others too which was showed by the stares she got from other employees. Blushingly embarassed she had quickened her steps to get out of their vision. Laurel had eaten a big breakfast, more than usual even but she was already famished and it was not her fault. She did though loose track of time and had forgotten to eat her regular fruit snack when she had been interpreting prophecies and creating the orbs for them in the hall of prophecies, but she usually didn’t get this famished...It was weird.
As she came into the buffet she spotted Val ontop of the bar, smashing his face with all types of food not caring that he acted like a 2 year old. Laurel opened her mouth to point this out to him but her eyes glazed over and when she chirped out eagerly it was in a totally different tone that first intended. "Is the mashy potatoes as gooeily delicious as they look Val? And the sausage and the kidney pie too?" Coming to a stop by the largest sallad bowl and looked down at all the vegetables, feeling her mouth water. Withouth another thought she stuck her head into the sallad bowl with her mouth open wide to eat as much as feel the vegetables on her skin and tongue…….
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
SPOILER!!: Val and Laurel! <3
The sense of touch HAD to be her favourite.
Or maybe it was the sense of taste.
“Touch,’’ Megan muttered to herself. Both of her hands were slowly gliding over everything that came in her way: walls, furniture, even one or two persons on their hands and faces. This was her behaviour for the past few weeks. Needless to say, she had received weird and shocked looks. She had meticulously researched on the human senses using as many scientific books that she could find. It was particularly interesting and intricating, the way the human body was designed. It certain made for the most promising and best host.
At least, this woman’s body was the perfect host.
“Smell,’’ said another voice in her head. Megan sniffed and sniffed. The Buffet area... SUCH DELICIOUSNESS lived here! “Move over!’’ Without so much of a please, she attempted to elbow the other two away who were stuffing their faces.
There was chicken, sausages, salad, pies... oh, where to begin?
How about EVERYWHERE? The blond scooped all the things in reach in her hands and began to cram it all into her mouth.
NOMNOMNOM!
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A scent had caught her nose (or rather, Galen's). Moving was fine, easy as pie, but the world around... Merlin it was intense! The feeling of moving around in the lift, the vibrations, the upward motion without moving... Crazy! There was something crushing that feeling though. There was a smell. Well, it felt like there were thousands of smells, but this particular smelly smell was all Sam could focus on. She followed it here. This floor was definitely different than the one she was used to. For one thing, it was brighter. But why? Were these ones unable to see normally? Did they also lack a sense of smell? Because how were they not curious to know what this scent was?! Finally arriving at the fitness room, Sam opened the door and the scent she had been following rushed out of the room. Sam blinked rapidly, looking around the room for whatever was causing the aroma but was wildly confused to see a room of... stuff?
Confused, Sam entered the room and began sniffing each piece of equipment. Traces everywhere! After a couple more sniffs, it was decided that this was definitely an odor not a smell. Blech. Blech indeed. It was obvious this was going nowhere though, as all of the things in this room had traces of the odor. Upon closer inspection, Sam could see a diagram on the machine she was in front of, and it looked easy enough to figure out! She looked at her own ligaments and, after carefully studying the printed photo, mimicked the pose. So there she sat... Now what?
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SPOILER!!: Uh oh
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Originally Posted by The Announcer
The stillness in the chamber remained long after the completion of the clean up effort. The floor now void of slippery and sticky secretions and potion and a handful of the encephalons entirely stagnant, it would seem as though it was business as usual in the Thought Chamber...
...........or perhaps it was just the calm before the storm.
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Originally Posted by Krel Ansell
There were noises! And sensations! All new! All Loud! ALL COLORFUL!
Adam walked past the door to Airey's office without his support cane and without his big-oversized purple sunglasses hiding his blue-glowing eyes. Then, just as quickly as he walked past, he walked backwards past Airey's office. Then he walked past again, touching the door and the door frame and the door handle and the wall and the door glass.
Touch was interesting. Everything felt different and everything felt intersting! His fingers traced words on the door plaque and the door swung open a bit.
Adam poked his head in and then slowly his body followed. He stood for a moment mouth open as he just looked.
Oooo...what was this place? It was bright. Bright but without color...
Or was it?
Where to start? What to try? What to Touch!? Hands out, Adam started stumbling around the room like a toddler on a mission.
Touch.
Shuffle.
Poke.
Prod.
Wiggle.
Jiggle.
A picture (or two) went crooked.
He stopped in front of an odd boxy things with compartments full of things that looked interesting (tie display). A hand reached out and fingers started fondling things. He pulled one out and started rubbing it on his face.
Oooo it felt nice on this tip of his nose.
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Airey had been increasingly unsettled since the events in the Thought Chamber had transpired. Namely in that several of the Encephalons, six to be precise, were beyond docile. They were practically lifeless and he was not sure entirely who to call to consult on the subject. Ministry and Mungo's healers? Someone from Creatures?
Mulling things over in his head, the astronomer returned to his office with every intent of blowing off a bit of steam by playing Captain of the USS Enterprise for a bit...when he saw that his door was already ajar.
Um....pardon? But he had most certainly NOT left things like that.
Quickening his pace, Airey LEAPED into the doorway of his office with his wand drawn and ready. Only instead of some impostor...there was Adam of all people.
"Adam, you know you are not authorized to enter my office without my consent...but since you're here...what brings you b---" the department head greeted as he began to pocket his wand, only to see that the Unspeakable was touching, fondling, his TIES. Ties that were pressed and in a very VERY distinct order and NOT TO BE TOUCHED. "Gerulf. Stop what you are doing at once!" he barked, his tone and demeanor changing in an instant.
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Originally Posted by Krel Ansell
Loud Noises!!!!
Adam registered yelling as he paused, soft-silky thing touching the tip of his nose. Holding the silky-soft thing to his nose, his head turned, slowly towards the direction of the sound. Ah, their was a person making that nose. He wondered if he could make those noises too! "Stoppen Sie, was Sie sofort tun!!" he yelled back. Only, that didn't sound right. Or did it?
He was done with the silky-soft thing anyways. After all there were more things to touch and feel and experience anyway. He jammed the soft-silky thing back (in a big ol' ball by the way) into it's holder thingie and walked away as one end slipped out and dangled out of its cubbie spot.
What to do next? he wondered as he shuffled around. He ran his fingers along a painting, feeling the brush textures. Ooooo
And then he noticed the floating things around the room! Something zoomed overhead and he jumped (well, kinda) trying to catch it. Only he ended up falling over with a thump.
"Owieeeee!!" he wailed, then rolled onto his knees and found himself face-to-face with something that was staring back at him in - well, he didn't know what they were in.
Whatever it was sure looked tasty. He reached for it, then sat back on his bum and promptly stuck the hard, cold, and flavorless pet rock into his mouth.
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
No.
No no no no no.
NO.
NOPE.
Airey's skin actually felt like it was going to crawl right off his bones when he saw the state that his employee SHOVED one of his more sophisticated looking Brooks Brothers designed ties into its case. SHOVED. DANGLING OUT. WHAT IN THE NAME OF ORION'S BELT WAS ADAM DOING?! Purposefully trying to agitate the department head? And here he had been telling Maddox all along how he needed to give the bloke a promotion or at least a pay raise for everything he had done for the department!
Nope. That was out the window the moment the tie happened. No one disrespected fine silk like that.
And then he had absolutely no idea what Adam was saying, but it did not matter as his employee was now scampering around the room much like he had seen the family felines do when Medea had them chasing after the light cast on the ground by laser pens and the like.
Airey was not irrational, only he entirely was, and it was apparent that Adam was not in his right mind. Though this patience and assessment was already teetering out the metaphorical window with the tie incident...and then feel to the ground and smashed into a billion pieces when, of all things, Pebbles was being put into the man's mouth.
"SWEET SOLSTICE."
Nope. NOPE. Adam was fired. Done. FIRED.
"Put Pebbles down this instant!" Honestly, he was tempted to summon the pet rock to his person. If it happened to knock a few of Adam's teeth out in the process then, well, natural selection and such. Plus though could be grown back with the proper potions. Wand at the ready, he hesitated with what to do first. Part of him wanted to conjure a cage so Adam would cease being a harm to the department head's things...and then of course to himself.
Actually. Yes. That DID seem to be the best course of action.
Flourishing his wand, the astronomer first sent a Summoning Charm at his beloved pet. Upon WOOSHING her back to him, and tucking her safely beneath his arm while whispering about giving her a bath later, his wand was then pointed towards his Unspeaking with one FINAL warning before he went to drastic measures.
"Adam. Sit."
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Something about the loud man’s tone did not sit well with the host that was occupying Adam’s headspace. And for the first time, Reil’s personality completely overtook the German’s happy-go-lucky optimistic pluckiness. He plucked the hard flavorless, slightly less cold and now goopy pet rock out his mouth and clutched it to his bosom. ” Nein!“ he stated flatly with a very serious and pouty look on his face.
Then, sensing danger, he pushed the rock back into his mouth, grabbed the other rock and scrambled to his feet. If he could get to the other side of the room, the thing in his mouth would be his! Clearly it had some sort of importance and by golly Reil was bound and determined to find out what it was!
Adam leapt over the sofa and the ducked back around behind the desk, goobery pet rock ear dripping slobber down the German’s chin (and other places) as it flopped around from his movements.
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Oh for Fornax's sake!
"Was it the S, the I, or the T part of SIT that you did not understand?!" Airey found himself shouting as his own legs limbers up to begin hopping about near the door to try to get himself in position to cast a spell. This was WORSE than trying to get Aries to simmer down...or Atlas to stop shoving peas up his twin's nose.
No one could blame him for what was about to be done. No one. The Unspeakable TRULY had left him with no other options. Ropes and chains are not good enough, likely to wiggle free or the department head might (purely unintentional due to frustrations and desperation) strangle the bloke.
Flourishing his wand, Airey timed his next casting to perfection...and conjured a steel cage around Adam. THAT would do it.
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It was apparent that, in his distress and upsettedness, Adam’s boss had forgotten that the German’s first language wasn’t English. So it was probably all of the above that Adam didn’t understand. That – and well, Reil didn’t really know English either. In fact, the host consciousness in Adam’s headspace didn’t really know any language(s).
Adam ran back and forth behind the desk, looking an awful lot like a toy duck in a shooting range at a carnival, as he tried to figure out how to get past the odd loud, hopping man.
End of the desk – Bing!
End of the desk – Bong!
End of the desk – Ding!
And so on…
All the while the pet rock was still clutched between his lips. The fabric ear flopping like the tongue of a large wet, slobbery Saint Bernard.
Adam had turned for probably the fifth time when –
Smack!
He ran face first into something hard. Under the smacking noise, was a crunch as Adam’s nose broke.
A sensation he had not yet experienced - exploded from his face, and the pet rock in his mouth went flying.
For a moment there was silence and then a piercing wail filled the room.
” Waah!!!!!”
Somethings were running down his face – only he didn’t know what it was.
Yes, bleeding and crying were a new experience – an experience he didn’t like.
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Sweet solstice for the love of MERLIN!
His cage had been effective, as predicted, but apparently it was a bit too effected, not as predicted. And he STILL could not get Pebbles back from Adam's mouth and now on top of saliva there were OTHER BODILY FLUIDS coating her beautiful rocky surface. Hadn't he left this sort of situation behind when he had bid Hogwarts goodbye? On second thought, given the nature of the department he was now heading up, perhaps not.
"You left me no choice," he reminded the Unspeakable. Wasted words considering reason meant nothing to the usually rather diligent man. Maybe there WAS something awry with the food in the food court? He had not received any updates regarding that investigation yet so he could not be sure...but SOMETHING was clearly out of sorts with Adam. "And if you would SIT and remain STILL I could easily mend your nose."
But as it were, Airey Flamsteed was rather DONE with this situation and prepared to hand Adam over to Law Enforcement for er, breaking and entering his office as well as petty theft. Yes. Yes. All entirely and completely valid.
Thus it was, with a flourish of his wand, Airey sent a roadrunner patronus off to level two - and he would ensure that the Entry Chamber cooperated and granted them access to his office.
SPOILER!!: The cavalry arrives
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Taking the quickest way down to Level 9, Simon was grateful for certain precautions to make it easier for law enforcement to move to assist should trouble arise. Precious seconds could be the matter between life and death and anything in between after all. No need to get caught up in obstacles along the way. He and the rest were granted access from the temperamental entrance way of the Department of Mysteries allowing him to head straight towards the department heads office where the drama appeared to take place. One could only wonder just what had transpired beside what had been briefly stated in the patronus message.
"You rang..." he stated as he entered the office wand in hand, ready to take control of the matter. His blue eyed gaze taking in the apparent situation. The cage certainly was an interesting addition to the scene, though the man inside was an employee at last he remembered.
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Highly unlikely that he'll get his guy today then, with trouble down at Mysteries. Although, he'll definitely take this over small talk. Perhaps this was the universe's way of letting him know to not ever do that again.
Wand out and alert, Benzi was perfectly content to let Simon walk into the department head's office first, as he opted to check around them for anyone disillusioned or otherwise hidden. A series of well practiced incantations later, and he was confident nothing would jump out at them just yet.
Always a good thing, all in all.
Benzi then popped his head into the office, and-uhm. Was that a cage? ... Best let the heads handle this one.
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Lex was right there with Simon and Benzi, knowing all the routes and how to avoid the unnecessary hold up in the face of whatever threat this was.
Alexa came to a skidding stop instead the office, her own wand at the ready and her senses on high alert. The blood, she spotted immediately. Merlin, didn’t know Airey had it in him. “That the guy?” Her wand was already in his direction and she was ready to take him down but an understanding of the situation before taking action was probably the smarter course of action.
“What’s the situation?”
And how soon could they haul him in?
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A cage. Also, it seemed like there had been some kind of altercation, as the man in said cage was bleeding and it seemed like his nose had been broken. "Was this," meaning the cage and the nose "really necessary?" Yes, he was questioning the head's methods.
Upon second glance, Ronan realized something. "This man's possessed, like the people down at the food court the other day." Which meant that there were probably more affected people around the Ministry. Actually, it reminded him of this one story his mum had told him about the time the food court had been dosed with something that turned everyone that ingested it into wood eating zombies...
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Adam wasn't about to be still.
No no no!
He was experiencing an overbearing unacceptable debilitating sensation and he had lost control of his faculties. Not to mention he had lost the hard, cold, and flavorless treasure he had found!
Furthermore, he didn't know how to stop the leaking that was coming out him - even if he had wanted to. Moving at least distracted him from the leaking and the overbearing unacceptable debilitating sensation emanating from his face.
As it was, he continued to wail, even if it wasn't at the same ear-piercing shrieking level.
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Ah. Punctual. Just how Airey preferred his authority to be.
He would have welcomed them all into his office with tea, but now was no time for pleasantries. And the manner in which his tie was haphazardly hanging out of its case was making his eye twitch. And it needed to be cleaned and pressed again. His entire office would need disinfecting, honestly.
"Bennett, Cambridge, Rider, Carter," he instead greeted gruffly while shooting a look at Adam - IF THAT WAS REALLY HIM - in the cage. Who was wailing and causing all sorts of insufferable sounds that were making it difficult to speak in a civil tone...so the department head shot off a well placed Silenco in the man's direction to rectify that. His patience had been tested, you see. "Adam Gerulf. An Unspeakable here in the Department of Mysteries. Or at least he has the physical appearance of said Unspeakable as this behavior is completely outlandish and not standard." He smoothed his own tie down against his chest and fixed the buttons on his suit as his tone began to calm somewhat. "Found him in my office completely ransacking it. Perhaps searching for something specific and then he attempted to consume Pebbles, refused to return her, and began gallivanting around the office clearly a danger to himself and those around him." Was the cage necessary. Yes. "I believe he broke his nose ramming into his confinements, so he will need treated for that."
He paused to look at his employee, brow knitted with confusion and frustration. Though all would be fine. He would give Pebbles her favorite bubble bath once they got home.
His forget-me-not-blues quickly shifted towards the young YATI. "The incident that caused the food court to shut down, correct?" Yes, they had all been debriefed on that.
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Rider remained quiet, assumedly allowing him and Lex to take charge as the senior MLErs on the case which was fine by him. Simon did note with approval that he had switched to checking the surroundings which may or may not be helpful. Lex spoke up, questioning that the changed man was the concern before nudging Flamsteed to lay out the facts. All in all a nice follow of procedure. Followed by Carter seemingly questioning the department head’s actions. Granted there was blood and injury which one would like to prevent but maybe it HAD been necessary. But they were still waiting on the st---
Possession?
That got Simon’s attention.
Food courts and possession did not sit well with the security man. They’d already dealt with the antics of the deranged former Minister AND the case of the plants many moons ago that he remembered. Never fun dealing with a sick friend and potential girlfriend. Simon winced as the wailing resumed, grateful for the spell placed by Flamsteed to silence. Much easier to listening to the witness report and think on the matter at hand when you could actually hear yourself think.
Usin his wand already out, Simon moved closer to the man in the cage and ran a scan or two over the captive, Adam, checking for disillusionment spells and anything altering his appearance. Nothing came from his results. “No spells appearing,” he informed the group. “Need to be checked out for toxins.” Or possessions. And healing all injuries of course.
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"Yes, that's the one," Ronan replied to the department head's question. As for any ransacking, the only thing he could see was a few ties sticking out of a drawer (which, really? Who keeps ties in their office? Especially nice ones. Unless he was living out of it...?) and the aforementioned Pebbles laying on the floor. All that, plus to fact that the man had just admitted that the caged man was, in fact, an Unspeakable had Ronan raising a brow. Something about the whole situation wasn't sitting right with him.
Ah, so not possessed then. Then it truly did have to be something that people had been in contact with. This gave the young Auror-in-training an idea. "You said Mr. Gerulf here is one of your Unspeakables, correct? Has he been in contact with anything.....unusual recently? Something he wasn't used to working with? Strange brains, a rogue heavenly body..." Basically, anything that could've caused such an effect on someone. As for how he knew about some of the stuff housed here? He had simply paid attention in history class.
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Funny enough, Adam had been subject to both a strange heavenly body and rouge brains in the past 3 years. The former had wrecked his eyesight and almost eaten him. The latter? Well, only time would tell what would happen.
But thanks to the Silenco charm, Adam couldn't tell them that. Well, He probably wouldn't have been able to tell them that anyways. He was still wailing, even if the sound didn't make sound.
He also didn't understand why he wasn't able to move and why he was still leaking from the face.
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Lex silently listened to the explanation, allowing Simon to go run the checks on the man in question. It did sound like it could've been a real infiltration...for the most part but with no concealment charms or forms of magic in use, it was starting to look more like a rogue worker who had his own views on what he could and couldn't do in the department.
For as insufferable as Carter was, at least he knew how to ask questions. She didn't know how his YATI training was going, didn't care either but at least it was getting somewhere.
"Found a woman frolicking through the flowers in the greenhouses a few days ago. In light of what Carter said, this is seeming less and less like a fluke or some overzealous crook in the making." She'd thought the woman strange but....everything in the Ministry was strange.....
"Haven't been secretly running some experiment you just haven't told us about, have you Airey?" She got the whole secrecy and and unspeakable thing but if there was something he needed to say, now would've been a brilliant time.
The entire Department may have needed to be alerted and that useless sweep McCullough wanted may very well need to be a thing.
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While the Head of Security did his thing, the department head's attention when to the Aurors in the room and the Auror-to-be.
Honestly, the YATI's question made Airey want to laugh and perhaps if circumstances were a bit different he would have. "Gerulf is always managing to land himself in sticky situations here in the department. Black hole that nearly swallowed up the Space Chamber really gave him a good beating as well." Along with a plethora of other incidents, so it was entirely possible that he had gotten himself into some sort of mess. "But recently?" Which to the astronomer was within the passing week. "Not that I can recall. Unless the findings of his research on the solution that houses the Encephalons resulted in something. They have been researching and experimenting with that for the past month. Though I hardly believe that he nor Baines from Accidents and Catastrophes would be daft enough to consume that."
Though...then again...looking at the state of the Unspeaking perhaps they had? That solution was not meant for human consumption, only Encephalon preservation.
Honestly. Miss Cambridge. What sort of bloke did you take him for?
Unwilling to even entertain her question regarding experimentation, his focus instead shifted on her comment about a woman....frolicking? Well, that brought up some suppressed memories from his days of being a professor at Hogwarts. Ones that involved ice cream and dementors. "Do you recall who that was?" he inquired. Her prefacing her question about experimentation with mention of this woman made him wonder if it had been another Unspeakable.
Which, well. They were all bound to crack at some point given the sensitive nature and exclusive research performed here. It was stressful on the mind.
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Flamsteed's response had Ronan's brow raising further and the other threatening to join it. Not only had said response come off as slightly flippant, but there were several concerning things it revealed, not the least being that apparently trouble was seemingly a constant with Mr. Gerulf. But, something else was hit on that was more important in the moment. "Encephalons...those are the brains with tentacles, correct? The ones that attacked Ronald Weasley way back in 1995-96? Made him act sort of goofy?" See where he was going with this? "Why were Mr. Gerulf and Baines doing research on the Encephalon solution? Did anything unusual happen during the fetching of said solution? Did the encephalons attack anyone?" Had they found the cause of all this mess?
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So maybe Carter was actually proving himself helpful in this situation. “Correct,” Simon said, answering Ronan’s first question about the Encephalons. "That's them." So sue him if he made a point to know about what all he was looking after, even within the secret depths of Level 9. It helped garnering the trust of various department heads who understood him knowing things could only help in times of trouble, not harm. The rest was up to Airey to answer as the security man had no clue what they were doing with the….brain solution.
He instead was using his wand still out to stem the bleeding from the captive man. No need to have him bleed out in the process of them trying to find out what was wrong and working out a way to help. He currently didn’t have anything else to add to the line of questioning, but you could bet he was listening to attempt to gather everything into something workable.
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The YATI's questions were easy ones to answer and the department head had no problem offering up the information. It was not particularly sensitive material. "Because I asked them too," he nodded. That was the short answer in any case. "It had been observed that the condition of the Encephalons was not optimum and that there was a certain deficiency in the solution housing them. They were tasked to isolate these deficiencies and modify the solution's recipe accordingly to rectify the situation." Airey merely nodded his head as Simon confirmed that they were, in fact, the same Encephalons Ronan referred to. Which begged to question the longevity of them, but that was another inquiry for another day. "They did behave particularly aggressive the day we went in to perform maintenance...."
And then the astronut's eyes widened and snapped back towards Adam as he flourished his wand to remove the Silencing Charm he had previously cast upon the Unspeakable.
What's this?
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The stillness in the Thought Chamber continued, but the remaining Encephalons within the tank grew more and more restless as the days went on.
Today in particular was one of those.
Swimming and swirling around their six limp companions, concerned tendril touches and bops of their bodies revealed something disturbing. These empty shells of Encephalons form...had begun to deteriorate.
Amygdalas firing on all cylinders, they reached out in fervent desperation to their companions...wherever they may be...
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Slowly, ever so slowly, Adam had stopped his wailing…
Well, Kinda.
“Wah….ha..ha…..” he bleated weakly. He rubbed his nose and face with a sleeve spreading blood and boogies around as he tried to catch his breath.
And then realizing that noises were back, Adam’s wailing took off again.
”WAHHAAHAHAHA!!”.
It only took a moment though for him to realize he was no longer leaking. So with a loud SNIFFF the man took a deep breath. Only the sniff set off the overbearing unacceptable debilitating sensation emanating from his face.
But there was something else...something else that was making the Brain inside of the German man uncomfortable. It felt like his fellow brain companions were calling him home.
”Ree...reeeillll ich mag das nicht!” Adam sobbed in German. ”Ich möchte nach Hause gehen. Dieser Gastgeber ist kaputt. Ich vermisse meine Ranken.“
OOC Translation: I don‘t like this. I want to go home. This host is broken. I miss my tendrils.
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Lex shrugged at the question. She didn’t know who the strange woman was and didn’t know what level she belonged to. All she knew was, there was something definitely off about her.
Whatever it was, it was now making more sense with these explanations pouring in.
”So then.....not a national threat or some dark wizard evil plot that requires a whole take down..” Forgive her for sounding as disappointed as she did but she’d run all the way down here on the promise of an intruder and some sort of plot to steal and make use of sensitive information. This was starting to sound more like Airey had lost control of his pets (which was starting to make sense that he was only ever good with Pebbles). Man needed to stick to the inanimate.
Lex looked from the department head to the caged bleeder. This was an in house matter.
“No idea what he said but if that’s the case, how many do you have missing and who was in charge of watching them then alerting you if any went missing?” Because....this was a big deal, sorta. Whoever was in charge of them SHOULD have known and given a report. “Unless they watch themselves.” Which was another issue she wouldn’t bother getting into. “Reckon we just need to figure how many have gone awol and you get them back to their tanks.”
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.....okay. So perhaps removing the enchantments had not been a good idea because the screaming was entirely unhelpful and added nothing to the investigation. That is, until Adam began rambling off in German again. If only his days as an astronaut candidate had mandated that he learn that instead of Russian.
"....do any of you speak German enough to know what he just said?" he inquired at the law enforcement gathered in his office. Because he was utterly clueless and it was only elevating his frustration levels.
He was quick to pick up on Miss Cambridge's disappointment, he knew his former pupil well enough. Perhaps that had been a bit of an influence into how he had approached the delivery of his patronus. Who knew. Ahem. "None are missing," he clarified. "Every Encephalon is in the tank and accounted for." And then he paused, those dots that had been connecting earlier now needing to be analyzed in his head before a verbal display. "There were eight of us that day performing maintenance. Myself, five Unspeakables, and Miss Baines." Naturally, Adam had been one of those as they had already discussed. "...six of the Encephalons have since become completely docile. In fact, inanimate would be the more accurate of terminology. Still alive and still functioning, but merely adrift in the tank. Nousists had attributed this to the solution needing modifications and that they would return to normal once that process had been complete..."
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Whatever conversation and thinking was going on was interrupted by first crying and then screaming in German. The silencing charm being removed by Flamsteed though not really helping in this case. It appeared as if the captive man might not be able to explain...at least in English...at the moment. Simon meerly shook his head at the question on language, it never was his forte in what he'd learned over the years.
But there was something else that he might be a personal expert in.
"Could they have become docile for any other reasons?" he asked, despite what the supposed experts said. "Could they have reacted to any interaction with the eight of you...becoming calm as Adam here becomes...less than calm?" He knew where his train of thought was going and he had to keep from groaning. Possession was a subject Simon hated from his past, his last year at Hogwarts a nightmare because of one visit on the mysterious pirate ship that had shown up at the Black Lake.
"Could the encephalons be making Mr. Geralf act this way?"
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to round off the 2097 year...something you may have missed before the Ministry closed for Placement!
From the Thought Chamber
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As each human host made physical contact, the respective Encephalon released them of their control and returned their consciousness to their brainy counterpart. Despite their superior intellect, the Encephalons were naive to the workings of the world and maintained an almost toddler-like innocence...as well as selfishness.
Upon seeing his Unspeakables and the Department of Accidents and Catastrophes employee return to normal, Mysteries department head Airey Flamsteed sent YATI Ronan Carter and Head of Ministry Security Simon Bennett on a mission to find and collect the remaining three host bodies from around the Ministry and safely escort them back. Upon their arrival and contact with the appropriate Encephalon, they too returned to normal and the lid placed back on the tank.
All was well.
..............at least for now.
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Upon seeing his Unspeakables and the Department of Accidents and Catastrophes employee return to normal after their physical contact with the Encephalons, Mysteries department head Airey Flamsteed sent YATI Ronan Carter and Head of Ministry Security Simon Bennett on a mission to find and collect the remaining three host bodies from around the Ministry and safely escort them back. Upon finding one Tahnia Romanos in her present state, she was soon apprehended and brought to the Thought Chamber where she too could reconnect with the body of the Encephalon whom had taken over her body as its host and was soon returned to normal as its conscious left her and returned to its rightful home.
All was well.
..............at least for now.
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What? Ministry Orientation Event to enjoy some food and drinks with your (new) colleagues Who? All returning and new Ministry employees (and their families and loved ones) When & Where? January 5th, 2098 @ 3pm / St. James' Park
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Minister Hollingberry has given his speech! Though not everything seems to be going according to plan
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Cued to the second, the main event began on the final word from the Minister for Magic. As glasses (and fists! we see you little one) rose in the air, the sky sounded with a loud bang and the firework display sprang into action. The first image to burst into the sky was the Ministry logo before that burst and sparked into a line of logos, one for each department to signify the cohesive unit that Minister Hollingberry had mentioned in his speech.
Baskets of handheld sparklers appeared around the area for attendees to collect and join in themselves. In a beautiful display, the fireworks went through a variety of colour palettes in a ten minute firework show, segueing seamlessly into one another in the sky and also through the crowd there. In what seemed like a grand finale, firework broomsticks and players danced over the heads of those in attendance, before shooting upwards into the sky and raining down in bright red sparks. This was the year of the Quidditch World Cup!
The red sparks did not make it to the floor as with a whoosh they drew back and exploded into one another over and over until they resembled the face of a dragon. Much like the quidditch players, the dragon circled the crowd gathered and blew out orange sparks that lit the sparklers people were holding before honing in on the area that January Bones, the Senior Undersecretary, was in.
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That "dragon" really had it out for the Senior Undersecretary.
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As the dragon moved across the crowd, the body of sparks was full of different coloured explosions that seemed friendly and fun. But in it's wake, it left a veil of light smoke across the rest of those in the park as it headed towards the target. It breathed out fire as it circled the Senior Undersecretary, hot and explicitly wanting to isolate her.
Those that were alert had recognised instantly that something was amiss in the sky when the dragon had appeared, but the flames would sure enough draw their attention to the threat at their happy and joyous celebration.
The quick thinking of the aurors worked in their favour as the real flames distorted against their shields into harmless sparks surrounding them. But this was not over yet. The dragon twisted in on itself and within seconds had separated into five separate ones. Two of them drew back, breathing fire into an x in the sky just above January. X marks the spot, it would seem. The three left sped towards the shields in an attempt to break them but the force of them rendered the fireworks useless and they shattered into sparks that fell to the floor.
With a loud roar, the two dragons left flew high into the sky and exploded in a flash of bright blood red before the sky was still and eerily silent.
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Looks like Quidditch players and fans are starting to be around for the games leading up to the World Cup!
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"Na koi darmiyaan, hum dono hai yahan phir kyun hai tu bata faasley…" Quidditch might be Misra's thing but singing was not. Singing was one of those habits that one could not ditch. It was why Misra found himself singing a classic Bollywood song. The Indian team had arrived only sometime ago but portkey, met with the British Wizarding Prime Minister in addition to the Games & Sports and Magical Co-operation Heads.
That deep voice of his rose a little and the Captain did not care who found it disturbing or put of off his Hindi. Tossing up and down was a key attached to a bright pink ribbon. It was the key to his room you see. Misra wanted nothing more than a steaming cup of chai and a snuggly bed.
Translation: "There is no one in between, only both of us are here. Tell me, then why is there distance between us?''
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World Cup is getting closer!
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England Moves on as the Round of 16 Concludes
May, 2098
by: Jordan Thomas
The wizarding world’s single greatest sporting event, the 2098 Quidditch World Cup, is already proving to be dramatic and unpredictable as the Round of 16 reaches its conclusion.
Ireland, predicted to perform well in the tournament, saw its Cup dreams come crashing down upon suffering loses to both Portugal and Jamaica while clenching victory against Madagascar. “Every paddy is sociable 'til a cow invades his garden,” Ireland’s coach, Dermot O’Casey, shrugged off when questioned what happened. “‘Twas simply not our year. Best of luck to the teams remaining in the tournament.”
In another surprising upset, China saw itself eliminated from the tournament with a 0-3 result in Group B. Sun Xiulan, chaser and captain for the Chinese side, felt a deep regret in disappointing fans and country. Particularly in light of being favored to claim the title for the second World Cup in a row. “Maybe we were a bit too confident going in to our matches or maybe we felt the pressure too much to perform. Both are just excuses for our lack of focus,” she told reporters at a press conference following the Côte D'Ivoire match. “I expected us to give England a better run for their galleon.”
Indeed Group B appears to have housed the two teams to watch this tournament. With a total of 890 points and 850 points respectively, India and England have soared to new heights early on in the tournament. With England such high scoring victories such as their 200- 90 victory of China and 350 - 70 over Côte D'Ivoire, Magical Games and Sports analysis are confident in predicting that they will go all the way. Others warn against ruling out India who defeated England in a nail biting 320 - 300 victory. “India’s chasers have unprecedented speed and stamina on their side” recalls Wilguens Geffrard, the Quidditch official who oversaw the match. “England was playing catch up for the later half of the match. But the English teamwork is awe-inspiring and a true pleasure to officiate over.”
16 teams began (Armenia, Brazil, Bulgaria, China, Côte D'Ivoire, Egypt, England, Fiji, India, Ireland, Jamaica, Madagascar, Mexico, Portugal, Spain & Syria) and now this number has dwindled down to half that as the tournament progresses on to the Final Stage of the competition.
GROUP A
GROUP B
GROUP C
GROUP D
It’s a tournament where legends are born, hearts are broken, and, when all is said and done, a team is crowned the World Cup champion: the pinnacle of the wizarding world’s most popular sport.
England’s fate in the tournament now rests upon their performance against Group A’s top seed, Portugal.
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Ruh-roh! Muggle, I say, Muggle at the World Cup!
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Where in tarnation was he??
One minute ol' Archie was doing his civic duty in helping clean up the local park, and the next minute......well, he wasn't quite sure what happened!! The last he remembered, he was collecting discarded aluminum cans from the ground to be recycled and when he picked up a particularly unusual looking one, he felt a strange jolt, like he was being pulled by some invisible force through time and space. Something like in one of those newfangled science fiction programmes. He even lost his cane in the process!
And now, somehow Archie was on the ground and in a completely unfamiliar place. Tents as far as the eye could see, so some sort of campground? Slowly, the old man tried to get his bearings and struggled to get to his feet. He turned towards the sound of a young woman offering her baked goods. That might not be half bad. "I could do with a muffin. Bran, preferably." And he really needed his cane.
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She didn't mind with this assignment honestly. It's not that everyday England hosted a Quidditch World Cup and being involved with a huge event like this (even though just as a security person) was a privilege. Ava had been working for weeks and made her had to send Basil to Edinburgh so her brother and his family could watch her black Labrador. Merlin, she missed her fur baby and couldn't wait to reunite with him. Hopefully Dima and his family would treat him well.
Most times like today, the YATI was assigned to be around the stand arena. She was about to start her shift after taking her daily medication and saw her fellow YATI (a year below her) looking so uptight and didn't spark any joy unlike the other people around here. "Not a fan of this assignment, I assume." She said, trying to ease the situation.
Not too far from where she's standing, Ava saw a familiar old face, literally and figuratively.
"Professor Newton!" She greeted the old man. Even though he's no longer the professor but he's always been for her. That guy was her former potion master and also her head of house when she was still a spunky teenage Gryffindor girl. "It's Ava Burton, sir. I was your student, a Gryffindor." Just in case the old man had forgotten since it's been a long time she saw him. Probably on the last day of her fifth year or so, she didn't recall.
While having a conversation with her former professor, her brown eyes couldn't help but noticed the man who just landed with portkey. His face showed a confusion when he realized where he was. Ava nonchalantly kept looking at him because he seemed like he did not belong in here. Oh, Merlin. "Hey, Carter." She spoke in low voice-almost whispering to her fellow YATI. "Keep an eye on him." She suspected he was a lost muggle who accidentally touched something that was a portkey and brought back here.
Probably she should report this to her supervisor.
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Well that certainly made more sense. Zara smiled, chuckling. "Daisy's having the time of her life with her new husband. I think she'll probably stop by at some point," she adjusted some muffins on display as Mercy glanced over at the crowds. It was like one gigantic party, and Zara was never a bit party person but she just loved this. There was no reason to be sad, everyone focused only on the sport, and by the time the game will roll around she's sure everyone will be even more excited. And luckily for herself, she didn't much care which team won. It would be fun if England won, but she'd be just as happy for India to win. She just wanted a good game!
"Bring them over then! And that's only on the outside, I've got all my baking stuff on the inside, you can tell them I need professional bowl-cleaners," certainly no child could turn down licking bowls clean right? She'd loved it. She still loves it. "I'm rooting for a good game. And that's a good reason as any to swing by. Where's your friend? From the wedding?" Zara didn't want to assume she had been her girlfriend, even though she was.. pretty sure.
Oh! "Hello sir! I.. one moment please!" Bran, she hadn't made many things with bran, but she did have healthy muffins inside that she'd baked for her own dinner later. Zara quickly excused herself, skipped inside her tent and came out with a selection of savoury muffins as well as one of her kitchen chairs. "Lots of protein in these, sir! Could I get you anything else? Some butterbeer perhaps? Water?" she asked as she set the chair down on the grass and gestured for him to sit, should be want to. He did seem pretty tired.
It never once occured to the muggleborn that a muggle himself had managed to arrive at the Quidditch camp.
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Archie's knees creaked as he tried to straighten up and walk closer to the young woman with the baked goods. And it was hard to do without his missing cane! But as he was making his way, he noticed another young lass keep giving him the eye as she whispered to her boyfriend.
"Speak up, missy!" Archie grumbled loudly at her as he passed by. "Don't you know it's disrespectful to whisper about people, especially your elders, right in front of them?" The youth of today had no manners anymore. It was appalling! And if he still had his cane, he'd have shaken it at her. That would have shown her.
Ah, but this young lady was well-mannered! She even brought him a chair. Archie carefully and slowly made his way over to it, resting his hand on the back of it to support himself, then lowered himself into the seat.
"Thank you kindly, miss." Did he want a what? "A what beer?" He squinted his eyes at her as he tried to make sense of her nonsensical word. Probably some new fad among the teens, or at least the ones old enough to drink. "No, no..." He waved his hand dismissively at her. "I haven't had a beer since '72. Not much of a drinker anymore." She didn't need to know about his health problems though. "A water will be just fine." Maybe he was dehydrated, because he still felt like he was hallucinating. Now, what kind of muffins were these?
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Text Cut: Muggle incident!
One minute he musing on his own bad luck that England had been chosen to host the World Cup, the next he was on the verge of rubbing his eyes. Why? He was pretty sure that he was seeing one of the Muggles from that fateful day in Dufftown. The one were everything had gone pear-shaped; himself, his classmates and Professor Stewart being possessed, Melanie Williams spouting her crap about eradicating purebloods (of which he was) and the Muggle and magical living together in harmony. The memory itself was enough to make his face grow pale and his blood run cold. Were they here, the Williams'?
He quickly looked around, seeing neither a bloody hawk nor any signs of anyone being possessed, thank Merlin. He was moving before Ava's whisper reached his ears. "On it." He waved his wand, casting a silent Finte on anything moving by magical means as he was approaching the Muggle then sending off two meerkat patronuses, one to Alexa and the other to the head of A&C , shoving the slim piece of wood back in its holster once he was done.
"Sir, I'm going to need you to come with me," he requested, slipping one of his arms around the the old muggle's and showing him his badge. Fortunately, Ronan kept the piece of metal charmed to match the ones sported by the muggle police should anyone non-magical see it, just in case. Hopefully, Ava had followed him, because he had a bad feeling the old man wasn't going to come quietly.
"May we borrow your tent?" he asked the the woman handing out baked goods, flashing his badge her direction.
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Geffrard watched as the quaffe easily stayed with the English players, did India loose strength or were they dealing with the bludgers? He looked around for them to see, at least their keeper was on her toes. Malviya easily blocked the shot and sent the quaffle back into play.
His eyes were on the English seeker as she jetted past him and headed straight for the ground. He didn't see the snitch at first and started to wonder if her broom had been cursed but when she lifted and the snitch was in her hand his whistle was being blown!
The commentator could be heard across the stands, "ENGLAND HAS WON! ENGLAND HAS ONE! HIGGS HAS CAUGHT THE LAST SNITCH!!"
What an amazing match that was and the line officials had taken off to round up the bludgers and get all the balls back into their trunk while Geffrard motioned for both teams to land. He congratulated England and told India they did good.
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What? Ministry Orientation Event (shoes will be provided) Who? All returning & new Ministry employees (plus ones allowed) Where?Shrunken Head Bowling Alley When? January 4th, 2099 @ 4pm
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Is the DoM having more issues?
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The peculiar shenanigans of the previous year seemed to have been nothing more than a passing fluke with the 42 individual rock pillows suddenly crumbling to a pile on the spongy floor and remained dormant for the remainder of the Ministry year.
....or so the Unspeakables were left to believe.
What as the DoM Head stumbled across?
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Contrary to his words in the Announcement Tome, one Airey Flamsteed was less than satisfied with the results of the magical assessment of the rock pillows in the Decompression Chamber. Yes, it was rather common that enchantments and spellwork faded with time but after the appearance of a black hole in the Space Chamber that then led to further complications...well...the department head was not keen on taking any chances and he had elected to keep his Unspeakables on a need to know basis.
So. Here he was now, recalling stumbling upon this alcove haphazardly a few times but now here with a very real purpose.
....was there something to be had in the runework here?
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The temperature drops as you approach the front gates of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. The castle that can usually be seen off in the distance is entirely obscured by the thick mist that has settled. Just a glance makes it difficult to see where the mist ends and the sky begins. It is as if the entire castle is engulfed.
An eerie silence hangs about. No birds fly overhead and there are no creatures big or small scurrying in the vicinity. The occasional rustle of unseen leaves are all that occasionally step in to break the silence.
There is an ominous feel as you get closer, a dread you cannot explain but it weighs heavy on you the closer you get. Just nerves? A justifiable fear?
The mist almost seems to watch you as you approach. As if it is its own living being and the feeling is enough to send chills up your spine. What lies ahead?
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Seemingly random magical deadzone in the ministry, right under all the aurors' noses. Very strange, very strange indeed
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It starts as a flicker or two of the lights, nothing terribly out of the ordinary. Lights flicker. The world goes on. Nothing to halt training over.
But then they flicker again. And again.
This time when they flicker they go off entirely leaving everyone in the dimly lit room. Lighting wands will prove ineffective, as will trying to get the door open now that it’s slipped shut. It’s not just lighting charms either. It’s as if you’ve been pulled into a magical deadzone.
Who’s incharge of those ministry charms anyway?
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Looks like the Minister's office is having some problems with their mail:
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Ever the communications hub, the Minister's Office had been particularly busy in light of the happenings at Hogwarts. Without the filter of angry letters being received by the school, it meant that the Minister himself was receiving the bulk and that meant a very real influx of interdepartmental memos zipping this way and that.
Flocks of them. Day in and day out.
Today was no different.
But today was also completely different.
Flight paths a little more droopy than usual, these little purple airplanes suddenly began taking things at a nose dive. Literally. No longer were they zipping towards lifts, other offices, and departments. Now the pointy ends were pointed towards the floor and tops of heads.
Whizzing and zipping by, the only influx today was likely to be paper cuts.