brother_moon

brother_moon @ 2006-09-21T13:11:00

2006-09-21T17:33:22Z

Remus Lupin was born to a loving, fairly well-to-do couple in the suburbs. It doesn't really matter which suburbs, because they moved to Middle Area shortly after he crossed the threshold from baby to toddler. He has no siblings and was raised in a very white-bread, churchgoing, almost-too-wholesome sort of way. Really, the only thing that makes him stand out from the majority of middle America is his Tourette Syndrome.

brother_moon @ 2005-11-01T10:14:00

2005-11-01T15:18:14Z

((I have done too many memes in Courtney's journal lately, so this one goes here. *is such a cheater*

List five songs that you currently love. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.
Post these instructions, the artists, and the songs in your blog.
Then tag five other Livejournal friends to see what they're listening to.

'Long Time Coming', Johnny Lang
'Waiting for You', Seal
'Jump They Say', David Bowie
Some random Techno version of 'The NeverEnding Story', and I have no idea who the artist is.
and My girlfriend singing the complete soundtrack of 'The Nightmare Before Christmas'.

I don't know who to tag, though. Einie? Rosie? Tonks? Anyone who wants to contribute? ^_^ ))

brother_moon @ 2005-10-31T00:00:00

2005-10-31T05:02:56Z

*Moony heads home confidently. Luckily the portal he and Sirius have established takes them directly into the house, because Moony does not currently have opposable thumbs.*

brother_moon @ 2005-10-21T06:35:00

2005-10-21T13:36:06Z

His mother's response is quick and rather more enthusiastic than he expected.

If this is what you want, my darling, read the letter. I think it's wonderful. Your father and I are happy that you're happy.

Remus suspects that this is not what his father actually said. He probably said something more along the lines of "Oh, Merlin, he really is a homo, isn't he? I was hoping it was just a phase." Still, both of them handled their only child becoming a werewolf rather admirably, all things considered; a queer werewolf can't be that much worse.
He drops the letter on the coffee table with a little, wry chuckle and leans back on the couch, putting both hands behind his head and stretching.
Engaged. It's like being given a gift he never knew he wanted.

brother_moon @ 2005-10-08T11:09:00

2005-10-08T15:21:03Z

((Hokay. So we got up this morning and our phone lines are totally dead. They came back again about an hour later, but it's safe to assume that they're not exactly reliable right now. All we can figure is there's some kind of short in the line aggravated by the first real rain we've had in several weeks. With any luck, we'll be around tonight/tomorrow, but if we're not, now you know why.

Crossposted to Courtney's journal.))

Because I have nothing IC to say, have some weirdness:

2005-10-04T16:48:07Z

((I had a dream last night where Remus, Sirius, and Tonks (yeah, the Nexus ones) were all visiting the Weasleys. As was Courtney. Sirius was depressed about something and Tonks was comforting him while Remus looked on in a politely concerned fashion. Then the three of them sat down to watch television. Despite the fact that the Weasleys wouldn't really have a television.

Then! There was a thumping noise in the attic and a gang of Death Eaters attacked O NOES! They were trying to take everyone prisoner rather than kill, and Tonks and Courtney were backed into a corner together trying to fight them off. But then the alarm went off so I don't know what happened after that.

Considering it was all Nexus-y people, I'm wondering if, assuming I hadn't woken up, Einie would have shown up sooner or later and, like, been leading the DE Raiding Party or something. ;-) ))

brother_moon @ 2005-09-30T08:53:00

2005-09-30T13:04:26Z

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Moderate
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	High
Level 2 (Lustful)	Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test

Of course, you realize the major reason I score so high in violence is because I am 'violent against nature', ie homosexual.

Oh god.

2005-09-16T05:35:36Z

Peter's here.

Young Peter, almost exactly as I remember him. From my own dimension? Quite possibly. Only a few months back.

I'm telling him. It will either break him or give him a fighting chance.

Sirius, James, Lily...everyone, please don't go after him. Give me a little time?

brother_moon @ 2005-09-13T14:04:00

2005-09-13T18:15:20Z

If anyone wants me, I shall be in the bathtub. For the next three days.

brother_moon @ 2005-09-07T09:08:00

2005-09-07T13:19:25Z

((Okay, I think I'm capable of acting like a normal human being again now.
Thanks everyone for the hugs and stuff. I really appreciate the support.
Is there anyone I've left hanging thread/plotwise? Poke me.))

brother_moon @ 2005-08-19T10:19:00

2005-08-19T14:33:16Z

*The place is a mess. The kitchen, especially, looks like a hurricane hit it, with books stacked on one counter and dirty dishes filling up the sink. Remus looks embarrassed.*

I couldn't think of anything else to do, you see. And then I burnt the first batch of cookies horribly and got frustrated...

*He opens the refrigerator, revealing plates full of half a dozen different chocolate desserts, as well as a stack of plain bars of Honeydukes' best.*

Er...it's a bit of overkill. And you'll probably want to eat something more nutritious, as well.

I'm not upset.

2005-08-17T16:41:57Z

The note says don't get upset.
I'm not upset.

My lover's gone to Azkaban and he was tortured half to death only a few weeks ago and had to go to Arkham to deal with the nightmares and now he's surrounded by fucking Dementors and is probably counting on me to help his alternate clear his name so I can't fall apart right now and I would really very much like to scream for several hours and then possibly rip something apart but that's not an option so I'm going to just sit for a few moments and breathe in and out through my nose like I'm supposed to do when the change starts coming on and try not to think about what he must be going through but I'll be just fine in a little while and I'm not upset.

Not in the least.

Locked to Melinda

2005-07-28T16:34:13Z

*sits on the edge of his desk and regards Melinda mildly*

So...what is it you wanted to talk to me about?

That Mythical Creatures meme that's been going around...

2005-07-28T13:31:03Z

...is on crack.

You're like a Mermaid!

?? Which Mythical Creature Are You ??
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I can't even swim.

Just so everyone knows...

2005-07-22T13:04:37Z

I went home-back to my world, that is. Been there for the past week, researching lycanthropy.

I met a man named Fenrir Greyback. I've learned a great deal more than I ever wanted to know.
I...think I'll leave it at that for now. I feel a bit out of sorts.

No worries, though. I'll recover.

brother_moon @ 2005-07-15T10:53:00

2005-07-15T15:02:20Z

Stolen from Einie:

You Are a Dalmation Puppy

Kind, bright, and very energetic.
Firemen love to pat your little head.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

You really ought to take this, too, Pads. *grin*

just laughs

2005-07-12T14:44:32Z

brother_moon @ 2005-07-06T10:34:00

2005-07-06T14:36:18Z

I haven't heard from Sirius in far too long.
With Regulus and Bellatrix around, that is not a good sign.

brother_moon @ 2005-07-01T16:27:00

2005-07-01T20:46:15Z

*The hag guides them through a filthy alleyway and up to what appears, oddly, to be a large stack of Muggle garbage cans. She quirks a clawlike finger at them and the illusion fades, revealing a large, clunky, round bowl-shaped object made of stone. A round rudder of the same material is attached to one end.*

*Remus stares.* "Is that...er. That's a little unconventional, don't you think?"

*She cackles,* Only to you, my dear. Only to you.

((Giant flying mortar and pestle: It's on crack, but folklorically correct and, I think, in keeping with the more whimsical aspects of the HP world.))

brother_moon @ 2005-06-28T14:05:00

2005-06-28T19:17:19Z

* Pausing behind a building in a quiet area, Remus sets the stone he's chosen on the ground, then grins wryly,*

You know, I somehow doubt the Ministry would authorize me to do this. But I suppose it doesn't matter, as we won't be here long enough to get caught.

*He points his wand at the stone and murmurs the Portus spell, watching as it glows blue, quivers, and subsides. Quickly, he picks it up and places both Sirius' and Xander's hands on it. There is a delay of only a few seconds before the magic pulls them through to the entrance to Knockturn Alley.*

Quite frankly, I'm wondering why I didn't think of this before.

2005-06-24T17:09:13Z

*thoughtfully* The trick here is that we can't go back to my particular reality, as Peter's only sixteen then and hasn't done anything wrong yet. Theoretically, though, if we use Sirius' and my home-dimension and then step sideways and forward so to speak, we'll find a traitor version of Peter before long. *Briefly, he leafs through a book titled 'Juxtapositions of Space-Time Reality', which is not as much of a Dea Ex Machina as it sounds. Really.*

OOC: Possibly a problem. Sirius-mun?

2005-06-13T14:54:38Z

((I've mostly been playing at Sages from work, with a few visits from home in the evenings. The company I work for is small and had no internet policy, until this morning. It's a perfectly reasonable policy, really, but I pretty much won't dare to go online from now on except on my lunchbreaks and the rare occasions where I really have no work to do but answer the phone. I have access from home, so I'm available in the evenings (after 5-ish EST) and on the weekends, but I get the impression there will be a time-zone clash. I apologize in advance, Sirius-mun. What do you want to do? I'm willing to turn Remus over to someone else if you want (not that I want to; I'm having a lot of fun with him), or write specific times to meet into my schedule, or we can just go on as we have been and hope our playtimes overlap. Opinions? :-/ ))

Shut up, effing subconscious.

2005-06-06T12:59:12Z

I expect to spend the day drinking a great deal of water to get the imagined taste of blood out of my mouth.

I loathe nightmares and I do not deserve them. Not this time, at least.

brother_moon @ 2005-05-31T11:01:00

2005-05-31T15:07:41Z

I'm feeling...very tired. Head aches. I can't see the sky, but I'm afraid it may be close to time. I don't know where to go. Where can other people be safe from me? Prongs? Padfoot? Will you keep me company? I don't know how I'll react in a place like this.

I think...I need to lie down...

((I went looking for phases of the moon in the year 1977. Amazingly, I found this. Apparently in 1977, the full moon hit on June 1. I could pick moon-dates arbitrarily, I suppose, but I'd rather go by a reference, as I think keeping it out of both player's and character's control is more realistic and interesting to play.))

brother_moon @ 2005-05-30T12:06:00

2005-05-30T15:42:02Z

Stolen from Padfoot:

You Are The Wayfarer Guide
"I'll show you the way."
Your deep insight and quick wisdom never ceases to amaze those around you. You are the guiding light for many of those you know and are not afraid to help anyone else who asks. Not very many acknowledge your tremendous help and effort, but you do not mind that so much. You've seen what is in store for them, and will be there should they need your help. You enjoy people in general, but are very selective of who you let see the real you. Others see you as an enigma of sorts, a mystery that is seemingly ever changing.

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