#inomniaevent

[luxioxmontague-blog]

   Luxio knew that this was trouble and considering that his father was running for the position of minister of magic, he knew that people would start talking and his celebration for winning the match was cut short. He could feel someone staring at him, “Why the bloody hell are you looking at me like that?”

[ivannaflint-blog1]

    She had been able to leave her house to get some fresh air and then this shit happened. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to go out after all but she was bored and this lock down made it harder for her to travel so she figured it wouldn’t hurt. Ivy glanced at the person next to her who seemed to be in a panic. She had grown up seeing the dark mark constantly. Her father concealed his when he was out and about but not at home. “It’s really not that big of a deal.”

[xanderthcmas]

     Panic. That was his first thought but his body wouldn’t move. He was glued to the spot he was in and he could stop staring at where the dark mark was not too long ago. What did it mean? What was the purpose of ruining such an incredibly fun party? To this day, he could never understand why people were cruel or had such horrible intentions and he had escaped from it. Xander cleared his throat, hearing some people telling others to go home. “Well, I guess that’s our cue. Walk with me?”  He said, trying to put what just happened to the back of his mind. He was always good at blocking things out as if they didn’t happen.

[inomniahq]

the story:

It’s everyone’s favorite time of the year. No, not Christmas, it is the British and Irish Quidditch League cup. Thirteen teams around the isle compete throughout the year to get to the final two spots for all the glory and bragging rights. This year, the match was between Wimbourne Wasps and the Montrose Magpies. It was an intense match the two teams lasting through most of the night. In the end, it was the Wimbourne Wasps that took the victory with 341 points to 98 for the Magpies.

Now, the streets of Diagon are covered in black and yellow as a parade led by the team made its way through the streets. The cobble street is filled with food stalls, drinking games, and festival activities as the Magical community cling to something happy to celebrate through this time of uncertainty.

Everything seems to be going just fine as laughter and playful bickering between team rivals filled the air. That was until people began to feel a strange uneasiness in the air. No one could quite put their finger on why the air suddenly felt so cold and ominous. This was supposed to be a day of celebration and out of nowhere people’s moods began to drop until someone spotted something off in the sky.

In the sky, there was a clear formation of the dark mark that suddenly left many people feeling drained. Was this a warning? A threat? Or was it just an attempt to make themselves known once more. Voldemort had been dead for decades so who was it that was trying to following in his footsteps? Many questions were asked and the celebration was cut short not too long after the dark mark had vanished. What was the ministry to do? People demanded answers and yet, there were none to give.

the extras:

Welcome to our first event! You have the story, now you can post around it with your characters reactions. The event starts now and lasts until April 4th. Please remember to tag your starters: inomniaevent and inomniaevent001. Have fun guys, and let the dark times roll.

[wealucy]

Mass social events usually weren’t Lucy’s thing —her nerves were easily frazzled as it was, but she’d agreed to help out as a vendor, and she was pretty much genetically predisposed to caring about Quidditch. But as soon as the crowd around her began to shift and saw the symbol fill up the sky, she had only one thought. Why hadn’t she seen this? She’d spent years listening to people label her abilities as a ‘gift’, but what good was being a so-called seer if this was all, in fact, real and she had been as clueless as everyone else? Unless it was some sort of prank, but even this was a pretty sick sense of humor. Regardless, she wanted to go home. “Excuse me, I’m sorry,” she let her usual manners slip while pushing through the crowd, her fight or flight instinct taking their place. “Excuse me, I’m just - ow!” Lucy finally stopped when she ran into someone solid, momentarily bringing her to her sense. “Merlin, I’m so sorry.”

[inomniahq]

30 MARCH 2025

Yesterday, majority of the magical community went out in celebration for the British League Championship. Thousands filled the streets of Diagon Alley to celebrate the victory for the Wimbourne Wasps. However, the celebrations were short lived when the sky above darkened and all bore witness to the Dark Mark appearing in the sky. For those who do not know, the Dark Mark was the symbol for the dark wizard He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The wizard and his followers were responsible for numerous deaths and missing persons cases that littered through the 70s, early 80s, and the 90s. The ministry has yet to comment on the most recent event and there has been no report of anyone harmed in Diagon. We do not as of yet what all this means but many are left wondering: Is it Possible that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back?

extras:

And thus, ends our mini event! You are welcomed to finish up threads that are connected to the event as well as post new starters for your character, if you wish. Thank you to all our wonderful members who participated and be on the look out for our next plot drop which should be appearing in the next few days.