Slytherin Jim

Jim. Fifth Year|Slytherin Alea iacta est ~ SLYTHERIN { wear }

[homomotarou-blog]

So, I seriously love you all. Every. Last. One of you. You have made me feel even more for these characters than I even thought possible (and, if I were honest, I was probably more worried about crying over your Reichenbach than PBS’s showing last Sunday…). Before you guys, I’d never drawn any kind of original fanart for anything (let alone RP blogs), so I hope that convinces you guys how much I truly admired your work and loved what you had done. The lot of you are amazing, fantastic writers that sucked me in. I mean, you had me liking Anderson! Correction: LOVING. ANDERSON. 

So, what I’m trying to say is this: thank you. You’ve had me checking tumblr obsessively since I first discovered you and I really can’t bring myself to regret that. I will be patiently waiting for the return of Hoglock for as long as I have a tumblr account (and heaven knows I’m never getting rid of this thing). And, if for whatever circumstances, you’re unable to finish, I think I could still be perfectly content reading over everything and admiring all of the wonderful world- and character-building you’ve done.

And you can bet that I’m probably going to pester you all on your personal accounts. Just to warn you.

Hoglock will never be gone as long as there are those on tumblr who remain loyal to them.

[hoglockholmes-blog]

OOC: REBLOGGING BECAUSE THIS MADE ME TEAR UP. I CAN’T HANDLE THIS.

[hoglockjim]

OOC: This is the best thing any of us could wish for. Because Hoglock was as much for you guys as it was for us, and it makes all the writers extremely flattered that there are people like you who have become so involved in our little world.

I'm struggling to find words to describe how much that message meant to me, and to all the players of Hoglock. So I just want to thank you, for being so supportive of our roleplay, and say that it is people like you who make us want to carry on writing all the more.

One last thing: TAKE MY PERSONAL. TAKE IT. This goes to all of my wonderful followers. Don't be afraid to say hi, I don't bite. Honest.

I'm just gunna go curl up into a lil' ball of emotions now. And this is faaar from the end. Me and Sebastian might have a few surprises for you yet...

[hoglockholmes-blog]

Hoglock ending SORT OF [HIATUS].

I’m sure most of you have noticed how often we seem to lag with the plot on here due to some of our members being busy with real life, and with such a plot-centric RP things like that are bound to happen. But our John has just notified me that she’ll be on very infrequently and is unlikely to hold her John position for the time being. Since she is one of Hoglock’s founders and one of my favorite people ever, not to mention hugely important to the plot, I thought now would be a good time to put an indefinite pause on things, especially with things being as slow as they are. 

Hoglock is my baby, and I’ve met some of the most amazing people on here, not only my fellow roleplayers but our devoted followers. 

We might be back in the future so think of this as a hiatus. I loved playing Sherlock and I know all our members love Hoglock as much as our John and I do. Keep us in your thoughts, and feel free to ask us for our personal tumblrs if you’d like to stay in touch! I know I’ve talked to some amazing followers on here (I’m talking to YOU theunnamedconductor, ellierratic!) and I’d definitely want to stay in touch. 

Thank you so much for supporting us! We may all come back, in fact, I’m sure we will in the future! Sherlock will always be going on homoerotic trysts with Jawn and figuratively (and literally, through his owl) pooping on Sally and Anderson in my heart, Jim and Irene will always be trolling Hogwarts, etc, etc!

-Elise, Sherlock’s mun

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GOING ON HIATUS!  D-:

Sorry guys.  :-(  Real life is being a dick right now.  It doesn’t seem fair to go into a thing like Reichenbach halfheartedly without the garuntee that I can even go online.  And a few people in the group aren’t even able to access the internet right now; it’s just generally a good time to hit the pause button, rather than fizzle out.

We all love Hoglock, though.  This thing is, like, my baby.  :-I  I am sure we shall return.  And thanks to you guys, you are lovely!  Thank you so much for your likes and your asks and your art and for being so sweet and friendly to Jawn (possibly talking to someone directly here… XD )  and all of that.  Love you all, and I’m sorry.  <3

[hoglockjim]

Just wanted to add a few things to this.

One: I SHALL FOREVER BE TROLLING HOGWARTS WITH SEBASTIAN AT MY SIDE.

Two: All of you, roleplayers and followers alike, are wonderful. And as Sherlock said, if any of you would like to keep in touch, then don't hesitate to drop me an ask. (I'm really nothing like Jim, promise!) I personally can't thank Sherlock or John enough for bringing everyone together, the rest of my fellow roleplayers for being such a delight to write with, and the followers of our humble roleplay for sticking with us until the end hiatus.

I've loved every minute of it, and wouldn't have missed it for the world. Hopefully we shall be seeing one another soon, but until then:

- Hannah, Jim's mun.

[hoglockjim]

And so it begins...

I've spent too long here. My followers grow restless, as do I. They think they've outsmarted me, the two dear Holmes brothers. Do they really think something as petty as an unbreakable vow will stop what I have planned? Well, they'll soon find out that isn't the case.

Speaking of which, what have we got here... Uh-uh, no you don't~

[Raising his wand, he pointed it in front of him, muttering 'Petrificus Totalus'. Crouching down, he observed his handiwork and smiled.]

Thought you could try the same old tricks, hmm? How very stupid of you.

But you've saved me rather a lot of trouble, which I suppose I should thank you for. I would have had to kidnap you some other way, but this is rather convienient, is it not? Here we go. Let me introduce you to your new home for the time being...

Much better. Now, I think we've overstayed our welcome, don't you?

[Picking up the jar, he stood and gave the Slytherin dorm room one last look before heading towards the door. Reaching the stairs leading towards the common room, he gave Sebastian one last fleeting glance, noting the cat was perched on his vacant bed, and closed the door behind him.]

[Walking through Hogwarts at a leisurely pace, he started humming to himself, slowly making his way to the Great Hall where the majority of students were sitting down for breakfast. Stopping in the open doorway, he spotted who he was looking for, ignoring the few looks thrown his way. They didn't matter now. No one did, but him.]

[Raising the jar in a mock toast, he locked gazes with Sherlock, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He was going to enjoy this.]

I'm afraid I have some bad news. You see, for all intents and purposes, the little vow you had me make was a step in the right direction. But the wording was, how shall I put it. Rather poorly excecuted. As a student who has already graduated Hogwarts, I'm afraid that I am no longer bound by meaningless promises. Therefore, I shall say adieu now. Oh, and I'll be sure to give your regards to your brother. Ciao, Sherlock Holmes. 

[The cold whisper of Moriarty's voice limited to Sherlock's mind only, their brief conversation seemed not to have taken place. Students looking towards Jim's prone body might have been confused as to why he was staring at Sherlock so intently, but would soon turn their attention back to their breakfast. As a slight shift in motion signalled the ending of the conversation, Moriarty turned his eyes on John, giving him a flash of his teeth. Turning his head again, he gave Irene a brief wink before flashing out of existance, leaving an empty space and a wail of alarms in his wake.]

[hoglockjim]

What would you do with an invisibility cloak at your disposal?

Invisibility cloak? I didn't think they were around anymore. I'm not too sure what I'd do. I suppose it would make walking around Hogwarts at unconventional hours a lot easier...

Why do people presume an invisibility cloak is the only way to walk around unnoticed? I would much rather trust the intricacy of certain spells than that cumbersome object. It's worked out well for me so far, after all.

[hoglockjim]

You've been quiet lately. Has schoolwork been keeping you busy?

Yes, well...Fifth years don't tend to get a lot of free time now that O.W.L. examinations are fast approaching. I'll probably update this blog less and less as the exams draw nearer.Have rather more important things to be devoting my attention to...

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(x)

[hoglockjim]

Nothing too ambitious. A friend is coming over from France on Thursday and I'm going to Hogsmeade to spend the day with her- I need you to make sure my absence goes unnoticed.

I'm sure something can be arranged.Not that you'll need much cover... I think certain authoritive figures are going to become a little preoccupied in the near future.Do enjoy your day out, won't you. Try not to have too~ much fun without me. (;

[hoglockjim]

Jim, darling, I was wondering if you could do me a little favour.

Of course...What exactly did you have in mind?

I have a little time before all the fun and games start anyway.

[hoglockjim]

This erm... kind of explains why I've been a bit absent since everyone got back from their holiday.

Last week's Daily Prophet. The article on the left... the one about the auror and his wife... That's about my Father and Mother. I mean... I didn't see them a lot; they did leave me in that orphanage, and I've had very little contact with them since moving to Hogwarts... But they didn't deserve to be murdered.

Headmaster Doyle spoke to me about it after this was published. Didn't manage to catch me before I saw the Prophet... News travels fast in the Wizarding World.

Sebastian did a wonderful job. I don't know why they're bothering mounting an investigation. They're never going to find out the truth. As for the other big story, I'm glad my followers can follow instructions properly. Now the next stage of the plan can commence...

[hoglockjim]

Who's the prettiest boy and the prettiest girl?

... You do realise there are around a thousand students at Hogwarts, right? It'd be impossible for me to pick out of every one of them.

I guess I'll have to go with those I know.

Now, I know she won't believe me when I say this, but in my opinion the prettiest girl is Molly. I don't know why she doesn't have better confidence in herself, because everything about her is wonderful.

I'm not sure I can quite come up with who's the 'prettiest' boy. If I had to choose someone... I guess Sherlock has quite 'pretty' features. And I can appreciate that the guy's a genius. Always top of the class.

Oh yes. Little Sherlock has a beautiful~ mind. I could also mention Mycroft's looks, but that wouldn't be too fair on the dear. As he won't look very pretty when I've finished with him...

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Fifth Floor

Anderson turns down the corridor, followed by the student in which told him about whatever was on the fifth floor. As he’s just about to enter the door, he realizes that the student has disappeared. The prefect rolls his eyes and enters the room… and is rather shocked by what he sees.

There’s blood, and a lot of it. Splashed, all over the room. It stains the normally white room scarlet, and the sight of it makes Anderson’s stomach flop.

He stands there for a moment, in utter shock, unsure of how to proceed.

[hoglockjim]

Jim watches from the shadows, one corner of his mouth turned slightly upwards. He's silent, still. The disillusionment charm he's placed upon himself is powerful but he doesn't want to risk exposure. Not when he's finding the look on Anderson's face so amusing.

[hoglockjim]

Visited a certain 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes' on my trip to Hogsmeade. Glad to see they're branching out. It is a rather delightful little shop~

Bought what I needed to start my fun and games. This should give me something to do to ease the boredom. I mean, there's not even much entertainment in sneaking in and out the castle at the moment. The prefects are too busy watching each other rather than the other students...

I'll soon give them something to look at.

[hoglockjim]

My my, this place got boring. I don't think there are more than 50 of us still left in the castle. Perfect opportunity to see whether any of the secret passageways hidden in these dear old stone walls are still functioning...

[Dissendium]

Oh, wonderful~ Looks like a trip to Hogsmeade is in order. My little promise didn't extend to not leaving the castle. Let the fun begin...

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[hoglockjim]

All things considered I'm surprised you even HAVE a pet cat. Doesn't your type tend to torture animals, instead of keep them?

Is this in reference to the fact I'm a Slytherin?I'll have you know, quite a number of my fellow housemates own a pet. And the only instance of (unintentionallly) harming an animal I've witnessed was when Jeff Hope somehow mixed up Confundo with Confringo. I have no idea where he even heard about the Blasting Curse, but luckily he only managed to cast a very weak version. His rat survived, albeit slightly singed.

Back to your question, if you can even call it that. Sebastian was the only company I had back in the muggle orphanage. I wasn't exactly the most popular kid back then. Too 'weird' for their liking. Which is why the thought of bringing harm to the cat that has been a good friend for over 10 years sickens me.

Hmm... maybe if he was an ordinary cat, I'd have gotten rid of him ages ago. But Sebastian is far from ordinary. Plus, I've found myself becoming rather fond of the animal. I'm not entirely incapable of expressing sentiment, as I believe the word's called. Just highly lacking in that emotion. Can't have myself perceived as weak, after all.

[hoglocksebastian-blog]

The Cat Came Home for Christmas

Meerr!! [The inky black tomcat yowled up at the Brook family’s rear garden door, seated on the icy, flagstone stoop with his tail lashing..  It was bloody cold out here in the frosted December evening, and the cat wanted light, and warmth, and a tin of tuna wouldn’t have gone amiss, either.]

Meeerrr!! [What the hell he was doing this far from Hogwarts Castle, away from Jim Brook, was anyone’s guess, and a matter that certainly confused Mrs Brook as she finally conceded that the animal outside wasn’t going away without an active shooing.  The door swung open just as he’d stretched himself up the antique wood planks and begun scratching, so the cat fell forward into the kitchen as it came away beneath him.]

Mao.. [The tom looked up at the woman above and immediately wound himself about her ankles as she called out to her husband.  After all, it was definitely something to remark on, when the familiar of their estranged son came to call, without said boy along side him.

While they puzzled the meaning and discussed options, such as sending an owl to Hogwarts, or simply apparating to Hogsmeade immediately to check on their boy, Sebastian invited himself further into the house.  It was clear now he wasn’t going to see any hospitality from the Brooks before they took action, and he switched his tail in irritation as he turned back toward them, giving an indignant lick to his whiskers.]

Mrrrr…

[The woman had shut the door against the cold when she’d recognized him.  Difficult not to remember a cat with eyes like Sebastian’s, even if one only bothered to look in occasionally on one’s abandoned son.  Still, he was able to find his own way back out into the garden, after a thorough raid of the pantry.

Mr and Mrs Brook hadn’t come quickly enough to a decision about how best to handle the appearance of the cat, so neither had managed to even start a letter, nor either one to leave the house.  How quickly their unmarked corpses were discovered would depend entirely upon the expectations of their friends in this busy holiday season. 

As for the cat, by midnight he had settled himself back down on Jim’s pillow, icy paws nestled against his master’s neck.]

[hoglockjim]

Well, I guess this is Happy Holidays.

Thought it best not to go home this year, things got rather... awkward last year. It's not that I don't appreciate my parents, it's just I find it hard to understand why, if they say they "love" me, an occasional owl on my birthday is enough contact for them to not feel guilty about practically abandoning me in that orphanage. I suppose I shouldn't really be thinking about that at this time, but... let's just say I'm grateful for the company that Sebastian gave me when I was in that place.

Speaking of Sebastian, where has that cat got to...

The unbreakable vow prevents me from having too much fun this holiday. I guess I'll just have to amuse myself in other ways. After all, I have to keep up appearances.

Maybe I'll just see how many secret passageways I can remember from my time at Hogwarts...