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  <title>Hogwarts Library</title>
  <subtitle>The Library for Sorting Hat RP Logs</subtitle>
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    <name>Sortinghat!RP Library</name>
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  <updated>2011-12-31T04:59:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:619159</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noah Puckerman</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="puckinyourmom" userid="29213227"/>
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    <title>It's New Year's!</title>
    <published>2011-12-31T04:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-31T04:59:03Z</updated>
    <category term="puck"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Puck and Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; December 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Leeds, West Yorkshire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Puck takes Link to a muggle party for New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better place to be on New Year's than in a house full of people you barely know, where the air smells like whiskey and the building's foundation might as well be a subwoofer? According to Puck, the answer was "nowhere". Since Link was crashing at his place over the break, he was going to have to come to the party, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Link, come meet some people!"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:618886</id>
    <author>
      <name>Melvin McGrath</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="donutsandestiny" userid="42920692"/>
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    <title>A Visit</title>
    <published>2011-12-17T19:12:18Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-17T19:12:18Z</updated>
    <category term="roxanne"/>
    <category term="melvin"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Roxanne and Melvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; ...Roxanne and Melvin. Somewhere between fluff and tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; December 17th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Melvin&amp;#39;s home in Sheffield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Roxanne comes to visit Melvin. And make sure her owl isn&amp;#39;t dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; On-going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. This didn&amp;#39;t have to be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Melvin couldn&amp;#39;t help but worry as he paced up and down the hall, walking in and out of the living room where the fireplace was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of tension in his home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of tension, still, between himself and Roxanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bound to be an interesting situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Melvin tried to look on the bright side. He&amp;#39;d be seeing Roxanne, at least. Maybe it wouldn&amp;#39;t be a total disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:618665</id>
    <author>
      <name>Amelia Kirkland</name>
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    <title>It's Christmas time again, Charlie Brown</title>
    <published>2011-12-07T06:37:23Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-07T06:37:23Z</updated>
    <category term="event"/>
    <category term="amelia"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Amelia and anyone who feels like SINGING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Spirited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; December 7th, lunchtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; The Great Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Amelia pulls a Christmas Cracker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; [ONGOING]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[As she's finishing up her lunch this afternoon, Amelia decides to give a couple of the Christmas cracker on the table a whirl.  Those are always fun!  She grips two of them between her knuckles and gives them a tug.  Suddenly there is GLITTER.  GLITTER EVERYWHERE.  It explodes all over the Gryffindor table-- which Amelia has suddenly decided to leap up on.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS.  I feel like &lt;b&gt;singing&lt;/b&gt;!  Let's start a spontaneous musical number!  &lt;i&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year...&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:618480</id>
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    <title>Hogsmeade Log!</title>
    <published>2011-12-03T17:20:18Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-03T17:21:23Z</updated>
    <category term="everyone"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; 3rd years to 7th years plus teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Weekend fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; Saturday and Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Hogsmeade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; It's brisk, maybe a little damp, and the air is crisp and clean. Hang out with friends, go on dates, and get all your Holiday shopping done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ongoing</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:618150</id>
    <author>
      <name>Billy Harris</name>
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    <lj:poster user="intomyownhands" userid="41914200"/>
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    <title>Just take my hand, hold it tight</title>
    <published>2011-11-20T23:48:10Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-20T23:48:10Z</updated>
    <category term="rapunzel"/>
    <category term="billy"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Rapunzel and Billy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; truthful. Also lighthearted and painfully sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; G, probably. Maybe PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 11/19/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://magichairbrush.livejournal.com/5362.html?thread=82930#t82930" target="_blank"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;, Billy admitted that he wanted to steal Rapunzel away from her mom over break, since Rapunzel is reluctant to go home. Long story short, they are now a couple and this log is them getting together to discuss kidnapping Rapunzel over break.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ONGOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy skidded to a stop in front of the library, still a little bit giddy as he tried to seem like he hadn't just run there from the dungeons. He went in, unable to fully get rid of the dorky smile he was wearing, looking around for Rapunzel.&lt;br /&gt;"Rapunzel?" he called, quietly enough to pass under the librarian's gaze with a stern, admonishing look.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:617855</id>
    <author>
      <name>Roxanne Ritchi [AU]</name>
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    <lj:poster user="reportedly" userid="37939244"/>
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    <title>sortinghat_logs @ 2011-11-20T17:02:00</title>
    <published>2011-11-20T22:02:52Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-20T22:02:52Z</updated>
    <category term="roxanne"/>
    <category term="melvin"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Roxanne and Melvin&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; " /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Argumentative |D&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; " /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;PG-13 probably&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; " /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; " /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Around the castle&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; " /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Roxanne is angry because Melvin was being Melvin. Truth event shenanigans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;#39;d slammed the book shut after her last reply and stuffed it under her pillow and stormed out of the dorm without thinking about where she was going or what it was she was doing - she didn&amp;#39;t really have a destination in mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hands were still covered in ink from when she&amp;#39;d almost spilled it all over the place when she&amp;#39;d read what Melvin had been writing. Melvin - the reason she was angry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an angry grunt, she flung herself down onto a flight of steps and shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You drive me&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt;, Melvin&amp;nbsp;McGrath!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:617597</id>
    <author>
      <name>Amelia Kirkland</name>
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    <lj:poster user="burgerboobs" userid="20863148"/>
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    <title>ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOXAAAANE</title>
    <published>2011-11-07T03:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-07T03:43:41Z</updated>
    <category term="roxanne"/>
    <category term="jude"/>
    <category term="amelia"/>
    <category term="botan"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; The Gryffindor 5th year girls, and later anyone who wants to join in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Celebratory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 most likely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; November 5th, early morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Gryffindor girls dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Everybody's feelin fine 'cause it's party time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; [ONGOING]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[There are few things, in Amelia's mind, worth waking up early for.  School is not one of them.  Friends' birthdays, on the other hand, most definitely are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why she's perched on the end of Roxanne's bed before sunup with a wizard cracker in her hand and a devious grin on her face as she pulls the popper.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, birthday girl!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:617336</id>
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    <title>Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never find you!</title>
    <published>2011-10-30T01:44:33Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-30T01:45:14Z</updated>
    <category term="everyone"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Everyone who attends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Dancey, mysterious, and maybe mischievous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; Up to PG-13, no shagging your date at the dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; The night of October 30th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; The Great Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Students and teachers alike gather in costumes and masks to enjoy the dance, some with dates (that they won!), some flying solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ongoing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE:&lt;/b&gt; Use any format you like, and enjoy! Make sure to mingle with people!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:617059</id>
    <author>
      <name>broomscankill</name>
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    <title>sortinghat_logs @ 2011-10-28T12:37:00</title>
    <published>2011-10-28T19:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-28T19:37:36Z</updated>
    <category term="everyone"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Students and teachers who want to camp out in the forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Spooky and shenanigans because it's Halloween &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; October 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Dean's having a CoMC trip in the forest and thinks it will build character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc; Use any format for the log]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:616943</id>
    <author>
      <name>Rapunzel Gothel</name>
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    <lj:poster user="magichairbrush" userid="38330382"/>
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    <title>Match One: Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin Match</title>
    <published>2011-10-23T17:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-23T17:18:46Z</updated>
    <category term="quidditch"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch teams, with commentary by Rapunzel Gothel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Athletic, competitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; Sunday, October 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Quiddtich Pitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Gryffindor vs. Slytherin in the first match of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, everyone! This is your announcer, Rapunzel Gothel, happy to bring you the first match of the school year! We&amp;#39;ve got Gryffindor against Slytherin today, and it promises to be an exciting match! Also, for those of you who don&amp;#39;t know, we have two new captains for these teams -- Graham Specter for Gyrffindor and Noah Puckerman for Slytherin! I&amp;#39;m sure we all can&amp;#39;t wait to see how the teams play under new leadership!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we&amp;#39;re off! Amelia is quick to gain posession of the Quaffle, and -- ahh! -- just dodged that Bludger from Noah... &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; she makes the score! 10-0 Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, looks like Slytherin didn&amp;#39;t like Gyrffindor getting that first score! They&amp;#39;re coming back strong, and -- Oh, close call there, but a save by Jason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait! Hold on! The seekers are off already! Will this be a quick ma-- Oh, oh, guess not! Looks like they&amp;#39;ve lost track-- Now where&amp;#39;s the Quaf--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nice score by Jin! 20-0 Gryffindor! Slytherin&amp;#39;s in posession of the Quaffle now, though! And there&amp;#39;s a score! 20-10, Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia&amp;#39;s not taking that lying down! She&amp;#39;s quick to get to the Quaffle, and-- Ooh, Lauren beats back that bludger from Axel just in time to save Amelia for a score! 30-10, Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh, gosh! Speaking of bludgers, Gryffindor&amp;#39;s other beater, Graham, seems to be having a heck of a time on the other side of the field! He just almost knocked a Georgia off her broom! And... She&amp;#39;s fighting back! There&amp;#39;s a call of cobbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gryffindor makes the penalty shot, bringing the score up to 40-10, Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be stepping up their game as we go on -- There&amp;#39;s some really impressive flying going on on this field today! Oh! Graham gets himself a call for cobbing. Slytherin makes the penalty shot, and we have a 40-20 score with Gryffindor in the lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia&amp;#39;s got her hands on the Quaffle -- Oooh, Jason really missed that one! 40-30, Gryffindor! Slytherin stays in posession of the Quaffle but Jason seems more focused now -- That was a great save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia&amp;#39;s getting a bit rough with Jin, and-- Grabbing the end of his broom! Foul for blagging... And Gryffindor scores! 50-20, Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! That was a close call for Jin with that Bludger -- excellent aim on Noah&amp;#39;s part -- but Lauren&amp;#39;s got things covered once again! Jin manages another score, keeping Gryffindor in the lead with a score of 60-20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Slytherin&amp;#39;s getting determined, and-- Oooh, that was some quick flying and a strong score! 60-30, Slytherin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! And that&amp;#39;s another foul for Georgia -- Cobbing once again! Wow, she and Graham are really going at it today... And Gryffindor misses the penalty shot. That keeps the score at 60-30, Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to the action! Jin has the Quaffle, and... There&amp;#39;s a score! 70-30, Gryffindor! Gyrffindor still has the Quaffle-- Ooh, there&amp;#39;s Georgia! She hasn&amp;#39;t seemed to be all in today, but she made intercepted that pass brilliantly! Axel saves her from a Bludger from Graham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And-- Oh! Graham is flying right for Georgia-- Oh, God... Oh! She--She&amp;#39;s just made it out of the way, but that&amp;#39;s got to be called, right? Blatching? Ah, there we go, foul&amp;#39;s been called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penalty shot made! The puts it to 70-40, Gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a second! Our seekers are off-- Have they spotted the Snitch aga-- Yes! Yes, Slytherin has caught the Snitch! That&amp;#39;s the match -- Slytherin wins 190-70! Congratulations, Slytherins!&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:616658</id>
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    <title>SOLD! TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER!</title>
    <published>2011-10-23T00:09:31Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-25T04:05:04Z</updated>
    <category term="event"/>
    <category term="everyone"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; CRACKTASTIC~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; Friday, October 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Great Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Hogwarts starts continues its career in Human Slave trading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; OPEN AND ON GOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES:&lt;/b&gt; This is a little late, but IGNORE THAT. To bid on someone, &lt;u&gt;PUT THEIR NAME IN THE SUBJECT LINE OF YOUR BID&lt;/u&gt;. That means &lt;blink&gt;ONE THREAD&lt;/blink&gt; per character being bid on. People being bid on can also interact in their threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Be realistic about &lt;a href="http://www.hp-lexicon.org/wizworld/galleons.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;how much money&lt;/a&gt; your character has, 1 Galleon is £5 and about $10. 20 Galleons is $200. Start with knuts and work up to sickles!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the people up for bidding!&lt;br /&gt;1. Naveen Pruto&lt;br /&gt;2. Amelia Kirkland&lt;br /&gt;3. Rose Lalonde&lt;br /&gt;4. Georgia Nicholson&lt;br /&gt;5. Soul Eater Evans&lt;br /&gt;6. Tavros Nitram&lt;br /&gt;7. Kisara&lt;br /&gt;8. Puckasaurus Rex&lt;br /&gt;9. Graham Specter&lt;br /&gt;10. Touya Hikari&lt;br /&gt;11. Roxanne Ritchi&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;RULES TO REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;1. 20 Galleon limit. Limits do not apply for group bids.&lt;br /&gt;2. Auctionees are not allowed to make bids on each other.&lt;br /&gt;3. Log open until 10pm PST WEDNESDAY, where the winners will be decided.&lt;br /&gt;4. This log will be first person action spam most likely.&lt;br /&gt;5. No one sold will be sold to NPC's.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LOG IS NOW OPEN!&lt;/b&gt; Have fun bidding!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:616233</id>
    <author>
      <name>bluemagiceyes</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="bluemagiceyes" userid="39185102"/>
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    <title>I take my foot</title>
    <published>2011-10-21T01:41:20Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-21T01:41:20Z</updated>
    <category term="billy"/>
    <category term="cierra"/>
    <category term="fai"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Cierra, Billy, and Fai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Awkward dance intruction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 10-19-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Fai's classroom (seeing as his office is a little small for dancing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Fai found out that Billy doesn't know how to dance and has taken it upon himself to teach him!  He has enlisted the help of Cierra after realizing that he is at least a few feet taller than him and that makes dancing rather awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fai smiled as he observed his classroom and smiled.  With all the desks shoved to the side it was the perfect size for teaching someone basic dancing. He was only planning on teaching Billy the basics, seeing as the dance was only a few days away and he did not have time, no matter how good of a student he was, to teach him much more than the basics.  He figured if they got i the basic waltz with a few turns and maybe teach him how to dip his date. &lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:616033</id>
    <author>
      <name>Cierra</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="carminewitch" userid="16085534"/>
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    <title>It's a beautiful night~ we're looking for something dumb to do~</title>
    <published>2011-10-21T00:10:30Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-21T00:10:30Z</updated>
    <category term="cierra"/>
    <category term="yukimi"/>
    <category term="ein"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <category term="maron"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Cierra, Ein, Maron, Yukimi and any staff member that feels like interjecting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Silly and WEDDINGS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG to be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; Magical time, who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; The handy-dandy staffroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; They're all friends. And they're both engaged couples. Maron and Cierra have decided that it's high time to really get the wedding planning together whilst Ein and Yukimi...well, it'll be a surprise for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC note: I will be setting up specific threads for discussions within.]&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:615777</id>
    <author>
      <name>Healer Kirsche</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="healernotnanny" userid="38848192"/>
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    <title>Gilbert and Ludwig work their shit out (maybe)</title>
    <published>2011-10-19T05:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-19T05:05:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Gilbert and Ludwig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; family? &amp;nbsp;Angst?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 for probable swearing and talk of abusive childhoods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 1 a.m., October 19, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; starting in Ludwig&amp;#39;s house, flooing to Gil&amp;#39;s office, possibly moving to Gil&amp;#39;s quarters depending on how long Ludwig stays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Sooooo &lt;a href="http://healernotnanny.livejournal.com/6747.html?thread=97115#t97115" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;happened. &amp;nbsp;Now Ludwig is going to try and make it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludwig paced the room, glancing at his journal every now and then. &amp;nbsp;He had to fix this, but he couldn&amp;#39;t just storm up to the castle at this hour. &amp;nbsp;Well, maybe he could. &amp;nbsp;No. &amp;nbsp;Better to Floo directly to Gilbert. &amp;nbsp;And he shouldn&amp;#39;t come empty-handed, either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed a six pack and threw Floo powder into his fire. &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Professor Beilschmidt&amp;#39;s office,&amp;quot; he said, and held onto his beer.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:615558</id>
    <author>
      <name>Uncle Iroh</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="jasminofthewest" userid="37642112"/>
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    <title>Let's Make Some Magic Happen! (Without any!)</title>
    <published>2011-10-15T00:28:50Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-15T00:29:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Iroh, and whoever else volunteered for the office rebuild/redecorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE: &lt;/b&gt;Lighthearted, possibly a little sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN: &lt;/b&gt;Friday starting around mid morning, continuing on all day, and &lt;i&gt;possibly&lt;/i&gt; having to be continued Saturday (I will post a reply in the entry for Saturday if it comes to that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE: &lt;/b&gt;Iroh&amp;#39;s Office, and the general vacinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT: &lt;/b&gt;Rebuilding things and redecorating and painting and being awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS: &lt;/b&gt;Open and Ongoing until it&amp;#39;s officially declared finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORMAT:&lt;/b&gt; Action or prose-y, I will try and suit your preference. Sometimes I have trouble with prose, so I might switch to action for the sake of being able to continue the thread! I will start out with action, but feel free to use your own when you respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Iroh is standing outside of his office, in front of a medium-sized table which has a pot of steaming hot tea, as well as a large plate filled high with cookies courtesy of the house elves. The door to his office is ajar, giving a view of the ruined, charred mess within. The remains of a few of the larger pieces of furniture can be seen, though there is hardly anything left of them, and the faint smell of smoke is slowly drifting through the open door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those perceptive enough, they will notice that Iroh isn&amp;#39;t entirely like himself. The usually cheerful and genuine man appears slightly drained, slightly more tired than normal. He&amp;#39;s trying to hide it, by looking delightfully anxious for the arrival of his team, but the mask isn&amp;#39;t as thick as he would like to believe it is.&lt;br /&gt;He&amp;#39;s fiddling with the teapot, keeping busy, humming an offtune hum, and though no one might notice, he&amp;#39;s avoiding looking toward his office. Not until he has to.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:615201</id>
    <author>
      <name>Axel</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="lncendio" userid="14830453"/>
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    <title>he's my best friend, best of all best friends</title>
    <published>2011-10-13T22:04:14Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-13T22:05:02Z</updated>
    <category term="roxas"/>
    <category term="axel"/>
    <category term="xion"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Axel, Roxas and Xion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Friendly banter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13, if only for Axel's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; Late afternoon, after classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Quidditch practice field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Axel's not seen his sidekicks in a while, so he organizes a get together to catch up, and to have an excuse to throw bludgers at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[It wouldn't be a lie if Axel admitted that this year had swallowed up his personal life. Usually, he was good at keeping his grades up, practicing for Quidditch, and keeping up his many rivalries, but this year had been considerably more difficult. It had taken him until now to have finally gotten it into a place where he could easily juggle, when usually it should've taken him two weeks, tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter though, Axel had finally managed to set aside some time for a long overdue catch-up session with Roxas and Xion. He figured, since they were both on the Quidditch team too, why not kill two birds with one stone, and get some practice in as well? Which was why Axel was perched on his broom, hovering in mid air with one of his largest Slytherin scarves on, awaiting the arrival of the tiniest Hufflepuffs. He &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; feel guilty that he'd not seen either of them, but final year was sort of a bitch that way. He almost couldn't wait for it to be over, so he'd never have to read a stupid textbook again.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon guys, don't leave me hangin'.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:615147</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sid Jenkins</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="beanie_everyday" userid="36148638"/>
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    <title>it's nobody's fault but mine</title>
    <published>2011-10-11T05:06:00Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-31T05:10:36Z</updated>
    <category term="sid"/>
    <category term="crane"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Sid and Crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Angsty and probably horrifying, down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; October 10th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Crane's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Sid goes to talk to Crane about his guilt issues. For some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid was nothing if not insecure. He was a ball of suppressed, confused feelings and second thoughts. Especially now, standing in front of Crane's office, he considered turning around over and over again. But Crane invited him here to talk. And avoiding him would be suspicious, wouldn't it? If Crane even had the slightest idea that they stole the spider...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkwardly looking around him, as if he wasn't supposed to be there, Sid took a breath and knocked on the door. This couldn't be too bad, could it? He &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; a counselor, even if he was a little off.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:614767</id>
    <author>
      <name>lovelycassie</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="lovelycassie" userid="34079764"/>
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    <title>sortinghat_logs @ 2011-10-10T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2011-10-10T04:14:58Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-10T04:14:58Z</updated>
    <category term="thijs"/>
    <category term="cassie"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Cassie &amp; Thijs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; cute because of bunnies, maybe serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 10/9 dinner-time-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Green Houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Lately, Cassie has been going to the green houses with her dinner, and giving her food to the rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie's hand hesitated as she put an apple on her plate, placing it next to pile of raw vegetables. She tried to make eye contact and smile with all her friends at hufflepuff table, just so they remember that she was here with food on her plate. Food that she was &lt;i&gt;going to eat&lt;/i&gt;. She is so, totally better, after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only a few minutes into dinner, when she sees Thijs at the faculty table. Suddenly, she has to dash, and rattles off some excuse to her peers about an assignment she forget. So, she grabs the food on her plate, and bolts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course she's not going back to the common room. If Thijs is in the Great Hall for dinner, he can't be in the green houses, at least for awhile. So instead, Cassie's there, cutting her dinner of an apple and some vegetables into smaller pieces, and feeding the pieces to the rabbits. &lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:614490</id>
    <author>
      <name>Healer Kirsche</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="healernotnanny" userid="38848192"/>
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    <title>Hogwarts is finally living up to its reputation of nutbaggery</title>
    <published>2011-10-08T15:29:48Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-08T15:29:48Z</updated>
    <category term="rose"/>
    <category term="rapunzel"/>
    <category term="billy"/>
    <category term="ivan"/>
    <category term="ludwig"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Ludwig and anyone who has been harmed in this event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; disappointment and mild concern (Ludwig healing people and judging them for being stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; any time between Wednesday and Saturday, he will have been camping in the hospital wing waiting for the &lt;strike&gt;morons&lt;/strike&gt; patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Hospital wing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Ludwig has realized something nutters is going on. He figures he&amp;#39;ll be needed most in the hospital wing, so unless he&amp;#39;s called out to fix someone on-site, he&amp;#39;ll be waiting here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing. If you would like your character to come in with some sort of damage, just reply to the main post with the date and time you arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludwig had decided in the interest of fulfilling his oath as a healer, he needed to be at the castle 24/7 until he was sure that things had calmed down. &amp;nbsp;He left Wilhelm with Hagrid for the duration.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:614144</id>
    <author>
      <name>bluemagiceyes</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="bluemagiceyes" userid="39185102"/>
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    <title>Diagnosis: Um...</title>
    <published>2011-10-07T13:53:28Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-07T13:53:28Z</updated>
    <category term="crona"/>
    <category term="ludwig"/>
    <category term="fai"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Crona, Ludwig, and Fai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Not sure yet.  Maybe funny, maybe serious.  Depends on how things go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG or PG-13 depending on language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 10-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Hufflepuff Common Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; The recent even has not been kind to Crona.  Fai noticed her entry in the journal and thought it best to try to get whatever it was off of her...or at least try and get it to stop hitting her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fai slowed down to a brisk walk as he approached the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room.  After stopping by the medical wing and explaining as best he could the situation to Ludwig he had run to the entire way, hoping that whatever was going on hadn't hurt his student to badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once through the passageway, he looked around, trying to find Crona.   &lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:613977</id>
    <author>
      <name>Xion</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="whoeverlooks" userid="30912924"/>
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    <title>So I've got a giant key, okay.</title>
    <published>2011-10-07T03:28:40Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-07T03:28:40Z</updated>
    <category term="open"/>
    <category term="xion"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Xion and whoever comes across her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Silly. &lt;i&gt;Obviously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG at the most &lt;strike&gt;come on, it's Xion&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 10/6/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; An empty classroom or something, idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Xion discovers she has the weird ability to summon a giant key. SHENANIGANS ENSUE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;It never ends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[The first time it happened, Xion was a little surprised. After all, &lt;i&gt;it's a giant key.&lt;/i&gt; Although it sort of felt like a sword when she swung it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Not quite as light as a rapier, but the key was evidently rather attached to her as it flew back into her hands whenever she put it down. No one would notice if she slipped away for a bit and practiced swinging it around for a bit, right? She was practically invisible after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Xion is in an empty room swinging her strange keysword around, possibly giggling at the swoosh sounds it makes as she does.]&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:613783</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sadik Adnan</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="geceleyin" userid="41918400"/>
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    <title>baby, it's a long way down from here</title>
    <published>2011-10-07T02:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-07T02:58:21Z</updated>
    <category term="antonio"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="hechizar" lj:user="hechizar" &gt;&lt;a href="https://hechizar.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://hechizar.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Antonio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="geceleyin" lj:user="geceleyin" &gt;&lt;a href="https://geceleyin.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://geceleyin.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sadik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; A FATED REUNION OF... a dude who beat up another dude ten years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG - PG-13 ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 10/6/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Astronomy Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Antonio decides to take a visit to Astronomy Tower to visit the new teacher, only to find a... surprise waiting for him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadik thought that his classes had gone well the previous night. There was only so much that could go wrong when all you're doing is looking at the stars and writing what you see. He's going through his own observations from the night and comparing them to what the students handed in, trying to see what they are doing well in and what they need to work on. He sees a couple students who would do well in this class, and others who... well, they might need a bit more work. He lets out a groan and drops the parchment on his desk, getting tired of this already. He figures a break is in order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets up and stretches, moving towards the observation area so he can feel the cold air outside against his skin. Sadik needs the wake up, already missing the coffee that his mother would make him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:613387</id>
    <author>
      <name>Наталия Канстантыновна Арлоўская</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="flaxenflowers" userid="23096163"/>
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    <title>but when I get to the doorway, there's no one in sight;</title>
    <published>2011-10-07T00:26:56Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-07T00:26:56Z</updated>
    <category term="ivan"/>
    <category term="natalia"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="yanderedere" lj:user="yanderedere" &gt;&lt;a href="https://yanderedere.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://yanderedere.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ivan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="flaxenflowers" lj:user="flaxenflowers" &gt;&lt;a href="https://flaxenflowers.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://flaxenflowers.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Natalya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; The antics of two rather silly and crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; PG - PG-13?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; 10/6/11 - sometime after Ivan gets back from the hospital wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Ivan's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Natalya wants to visit her brother, and finds out that that door that's in her way isn't for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ongoing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when Natalya had heard that Ivan was having some... difficulty with his heart, she was a little worried. But, her cousin had assured her that everything was fine, and he didn't need her help. Even the nurse had assured her that everything was alright - even if the circumstances were a bit strange. Still, she had watched him quietly from the door of the hospital wing, waiting until he trailed off, going back to his own office to attempt to approach him. There would be no annoying people to bother them in the privacy of Ivan's office, and Natalya could feel the excitement trickling through her veins as she neared his door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalya soon reached his office - and hummed slightly in disappointment, finding that he had shut the door behind him as he'd entered. Well, that was no matter - she would find her way in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Brother&lt;/i&gt;," she called, a slight hint of worry to her voice. "Brother, are you alright?"&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:613171</id>
    <author>
      <name>Naveen</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="ukuleleprince" userid="24466952"/>
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    <title>You just wanna be free; hop from place to place</title>
    <published>2011-10-05T19:37:51Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-05T19:37:51Z</updated>
    <category term="lauren"/>
    <category term="naveen"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="https://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac303/frogspawn/frogveen.png" style="float: left; " fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Naveen and Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Silly and strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;PG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Early on the fifth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gryffindor Common Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lauren finds a frog in the Common Room. Only this frog is one of her classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kept going the same way. He&amp;#39;d call up to people, and they&amp;#39;d either ignore him, too caught up in their own strange changes, or look from side to side, see no one, shrug, and go on their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the rare one or two who looked down assumed they were looking at someone&amp;#39;s pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naveen wasn&amp;#39;t sure&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; he&amp;#39;d awoken a frog, but he had. And, to his credit, he&amp;#39;d been quite alright just going along with it at first. He&amp;#39;d find a Professor and this would be fixed, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then he&amp;#39;d made it down to the Common Room and it seemed&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; had something strange going on that day. Which meant, quite simply, that there was chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of chaos a frog could easily get squished in. Suddenly, it was a lot more important to get help, or at least get out of there. But the stairs to the boys&amp;#39; room suddenly seemed so far away; he&amp;#39;d ended up dodging feet until he was in the middle of the common room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dodging feet... He hopped out of the way just in time to avoid being stepped on, shouting in exasperation as he did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Does&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;no one&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;look where they are going?&amp;quot;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sortinghat_logs:612988</id>
    <author>
      <name>Tsubaki Nakatsukasa</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="camelliamagic" userid="18732361"/>
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    <title>Cooking Club Meeting</title>
    <published>2011-10-01T00:25:29Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-01T00:25:29Z</updated>
    <category term="tsubaki"/>
    <category term="open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; Tsubaki, Open to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONE:&lt;/b&gt; Cooking times~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN:&lt;/b&gt; Friday 30th September, after dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE:&lt;/b&gt; Home Economics Classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; Open house event in order to get people interested in the Cooking Club and it&amp;#39;s activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; ONGOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to jump in with anything guys and tag around. I&amp;#39;ll be having Tsubaki talk to everyone, handing out food and probably holding a quick cooking session, which I will post as a thread tomorrow when I am less tired.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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