[RPG • 0] THE MARAUDERS • Speeltopic - Speeltopics

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Messrs.
Moony, Wormtail,
Padfoot & Prongs
are proud to present
the
Marauder's Map

Rollentopic • Praattopic 1 • Praattopic 2

HOGWARTS, 1976

Het tweede semester van hun vijfde schooljaar start voor de Marauders, maar niet zonder moeilijkheden. Terwijl de leerlingen van Hogwarts School of Magic hun eigen problemen, verlangens en connecties trachten te navigeren, wordt de dreiging van Voldemort's Death Eaters steeds reëler. De terreuraanvallen die plaatsvonden tijdens de Kerstvakantie wegen zwaar door op iedereen en de spanningen zijn voelbaar. De imminente oorlog sluipt steeds dichterbij, maar wat betekent dit voor de leerlingen? Is er nog plaats voor grappen in deze grimmige tijd? Bestaat er nog romantiek als iedereen kanten moet kiezen?

REGELS

✦ De taal waarin je schrijft kies je zelf - bespreek dit wel eerst met je tegenspeler - maar voor het gemak gebruiken we best allen de Engelse woorden zoals Death Eater, Hogwarts en namen van lessen (:
✦ En dan alle huisregels en zovoort, y'all know the drill: wees vriendelijk, gebruik triggerwarnings, bespreek dingen op voorhand, sluit niemand uit, yadiyadiya.
✦ Als je even niet beschikbaar bent, laat het even weten in het praattopic, dan is dat duidelijk voor iedereen. Laat je na een week niks van je horen, dan mag je tegenspeler zijn/haar/hun personage vrij schrijven. Laat je na 14 dagen niks weten, dan wordt je personage een NPC maar kan je altijd terug inspringen. Na anderhalve maand vermoordt Voldemort je personage (mopje, maar laat gewoon iets weten, oké?)
✦ Het is geen canon RPG, maar houdt wel rekening met specifieke gebeurtenissen die in de canon gebeuren. Onderaan heb ik een timeline toegevoegd met wat relevante gebeurtenissen.
✦ Er is géén minimum vereiste voor posts, maar geef je tegenspeler genoeg om op te reageren. That's the point of RPG'ing, my gals (and guys and gays).

TIMELINE

November 3rd 1959
No specific date known 1960

January 9th 1960
March 10th 1960
March 27th 1960
No specific date known 1961
February 16th 1965
1968
circa 1970

September 1st 1971
September 1st 1972
1974

Sirius Black is born.
Peter Pettigrew is born.
Lily Evans is born.
Severus Snape is born.
Remus Lupin is born.
James Potter is born.
Regulus Black is born.
Remus is bitten by Fenrir Greyback.
Pure blood riots.
Voldemort rises to power.
The Order of the Phoenix is created.
The Marauders, Lily and Severus start at Hogwarts. │ Marauders 1st year
Regulus Black starts at Hogwarts. │ Marauders 2nd year
The Marauders become Animagi.│ Marauders 4th year

circa 1975

March 1976
June 1976
1977
June 1978
1979

circa 1980
July 31st 1980
August 1980

October 24th 1981

October 31st 1981

Sirius runs away from home and is disowned. │ Marauders 4th year
The Marauders Map is created. │ Marauders 4th year
Remus becomes prefect. │ Marauders 5th year
Mulciber attacks Mary Mcdonald. │ Marauders 5th year
Sirius plays a practical joke on Severus Snape. │ Marauders 5th year
Snape's Worst Memory - James publicly humiliates him. │ Marauders 5th year
James and Lily are made Head Boy and Girl. │ Marauders 7th year
The Marauders finish Hogwarts.
Regulus Black finishes Hogwarts and attempts to back out of being
a Death Eater. He dies.
Lily Evans and James Potter get married.
Peter Pettigrew becomes a spy for Voldemort.
Harry Potter is born.
Severus Snape tells Dumbledore of the prophecy and begs Dumbledore
to keep Lily safe.
The Fidelius Charm is cast to hide the Potters, with Peter Pettigrew
acting as Secret Keeper.
The End (we don't need to go into detail)

RELEVANTE INFO

✦ Maankalender van 1976
✦ Quidditch teams

Gryffindor
Chasers
James - 5th year
Amos Diggory - 6th year
Alice Fortescue - 7th year - Team Captain

Beaters
Marlene - 5th year
Sirius - 5th year

Keeper
Frank Longbottom - 7th year

Seeker
Mary - 5th year

Slytherin
Chasers
Dorcas - ? year
Evan - 4th year
Pandora - 4th year

Beaters
Barty - 4th year
Rabastan Lestrange - 7th year - Team Captain

Keeper
Emmaline Vance - 6th year

Seeker
Regulus - 4th year

✦ Quidditch matches of the 1975-1976 school year
first Saturday of November: Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw | 200 -120
first Saturday of December: Hufflepuff vs Slytherin | 70 - 180

last Saturday of January: Gryffindor vs Slytherin
last Saturday of February: Ravenclaw vs Hufflepuff
last Saturday of March: Ravenclaw vs Slytherin
last Saturday of May: Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff

ROLLENxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Gryffindor
✦ Sirius Black | 16 | Year 5 | M | Caeneus
✦ James Potter | 15 | Year 5 | M | ziggystardust
✦ Remus Lupin | 15 | Year 5 | M | Fendyr
✦ Peter Pettigrew | 15 | Year 5 | M | NPC

✦ Lily Evans | 15 | Year 5 | F | bluebanisters
✦ Marlene McKinnon | 16 | Year 5 | F | ziggystardust
✦ Mary Mcdonald | 15 | Year 5 | F | Caeneus

Slytherin
✦ Regulus Black | 14 | Year 4 | M | bluebanisters
✦ Barty Crouch Jr | 15 | Year 4 | M | ziggystardust
✦ Evan Rosier | 15 | Year 4 | M | Caeneus
✦ Severus Snape | 15 | Year 5 | NPC

✦ Pandora Rosier | 15 | Year 4 | F | bluebanisters
✦ Dorcas Meadowes | 15 | Year 5 | F | Fendyr

Ravenclaw
✦ Xenophilius Lovegood | 15 | Year 5 | M | Fendyr

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FRIDAY JANUARY 9, 1976
Time: 20.48

THE EVENING PROPHET

DARK MARK OVER DARLINGTON
Muggle Family of 6 Found Dead After Fire, Aurors Still Searching For Survivors

MISSING PERSONS
Please notify the Department of Magical Law Enforcement immediately if sighted
Lacy Griffins, 43 - Muggle-Born
Quill Robin, 22 - Half-Blood
Alma Dovetail, 68 - Muggle-Born
Eytelia Spindle, 6 - Muggle-Born
Savanna Spindle, 8 - Muggle-Born
Adelina Fortescue, 52 - Half-Blood

NIMBUS RACING RELEASES NEW NIMBUS 1700: 'Faster than ever'

In the Slytherin common room, the party for Evans birthday has just kicked off. The party decorations are exuberant and the smuggled alcoholic beverages are flowing. For the occasion, Evan has made a small batch of some potions and weed for partygoers who know the password 'Blood-flavoured lollipops', just so he doesn't get into trouble with the Prefects.
While Evan's birthday was on the 6th, today is also Severus Snape's birthday. However, he was left out of the party planning and celebrations so he's moping around somewhere.
All Houses know of the party, but only some members of the other Houses got invited by Evan and his friends. They have shared the password to the Slytherin dorms entrance for tonight only: Venomous Tentacula.

Meanwhile, the Gryffindor Quidditch team has returned to their respective dormitories after the first training of the second semester. Seventh year team captain Alice Fortescue was especially ruthless today; perhaps the rising tensions surrounding the mysterious disappearances have something to do with it? The air outside is a chilling 2 degrees celcius, so everyone is happy to get cosy by the fireplace.

Tomorrow, Saturday January 10th, there's a Hogsmeade trip planned for everyone with permission slips.

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kindness is never a burden.

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MT bitchachos

Light it up.

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SIRIUS BLACK

16 ♦ Year 5 ♦ Gyffindor Common Room ♦ With James, Remus & Peter

''Alright, Prongs, imagine this.''
Sirius dropped down onto the large couch of the Gryffindor common room. It was busy on a Friday night - the first one after Winter break. Sirius liked it like that - the first years playing Wizard Chess, the seventh years whispering about the N.E.W.Ts, the third years excited about another Hogsmeade trip. All of it felt like home, but mostly because of the people next to him.
Sirius threw his feet up onto Peter's legs and let his head fall back against the armrest of the sofa. Little droplets of water still dripped down Sirius' hair - he hadn't bothered to dry it after the post-training shower because 'the air just does that for him'.
''Evan's birthday, yeah?'' Sirius continued. ''He doesn't need that. It's his birthday every year.'' He made a dismissive hand motion. ''But it's my Friday night. So, what would you say if I told you I know the Slytherin password.''
Sirius picked his head up to look at James' reaction - and then his eyes moved over towards Remus, and his heart ached a little. He wasn't going to tell them how exactly he'd learned about the pass code - it had maybe involved bribing a Slytherin first year with Honeydukes goods and a packet of muggle cigarettes and Sirius wasn't proud of it but sacrifices had to be made to create art.
''Here's the thing, though,'' Sirius didn't wait for any of his friends to speak up, instead he just continued explaining his idea for the night. ''The cloak has had its use. We have the passcode. How cool would it be if we could just,'' Sirius put his hands up in the air above him as if he was holding an invisible dance partner, ''waltz in?''
Well, that's actually as far as Sirius had gotten with his idea. He liked the thought of them just strolling through the Slytherin doors, but the hows needed a bit of tweaking here and there.
As if Peter read his mind, he said. ''And how are we going to just,'' Peter made bunnyears with his fingers to accentuate the next words, ''waltz in, Pad?''
Sirius propped himself up on the sofa, excitedly and pointed at Peter: ''Yes! We! Exactly! We are going to figure out how to do that!'' He turned his attentions again towards the other Marauders. ''What d'you say, Prongs, eh? Moony? Genius, right?''

kindness is never a burden.

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Remus Lupin
15 • Gryffindor • Year 5 • @ Gryffindor Common Room • & James, Peter, Sirius

Remus pondered the next week — the impending doom of the upcoming full moon in it. Around him the Gryffindor common room was burstling with students, all living their quiet lives at Hogwarts. If only they knew what was lurking in their midst. . . Remus could drive himself crazy with speculating, imagining what his fellow students would to do him if they knew his horrible secret. Perhaps kill him — that's the worst case scenario (he's good at coming up with those).
But then there was a voice seeping through his worries, bringing him back, as he almost always does.
"Alright, Prongs, imagine this."
Remus blinked a few times, dark ideas of himself disappearing. Sirius was his light in the darkness, which currently was draped over a sofa. Remus had the urge to run a towel through his hair, still dripping from the after Quidditch shower.
No.
Nope.
Not thinking about that picture.
Remus looked up with pink tinged cheeks, listening as Sirius complains about their Friday — and the fact that Evan Rosier celebrates his birthday tonight with a party at Slytherin. And the little bit of information that Sirius knows the Goddamn Slytherin password. How? Remus doesn't want to think about it, not now he's a Prefect. But his friends can bring out the worst in him — or the best, depending how you look at their shenanigans.
"What d'you say, Prongs, eh? Moony? Genius, right?"
Peter was silent, but a grin was slowly speading across his face. Remus couldn't keep his eyes away from the dark haired boy with the wicked plan. When did it become so damn complicated? Where just looking at Sirius was simply too much.
"You want to party crash? After installed curfew? With a password from a house that's not yours?" Remus pulled up one eyebrow. "And you're telling this to a Prefect? This isn't your best moment, Pads." His badge was somewhere in their room, forgotten over the winter holidays. Remus sat up after that, leaning forward with his sweater clad arms on his knees. Sirius could ask him anything. Remus would have his answer ready for all of it. Sirius power was stronger than the moon.
"I'm so in," he says with a grin.
Remus tears his gaze away from Sirius, looking at James and Peter — knowing they'll be in too.

Light it up.

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MARY MARGARET MCDONALD
Year 5 ♡ Gryffindor Common Room ♡ W/ Lily

Mary was completely zoned out. The quill in her left hand tapped nervously against the dark wood of one of the tables in the Gryffindor common room, as she stared at Lily Evans, who looked very cozy in one of the sofa chairs near the fire. Lily was absently paging through some magazines, and Mary longed to do the same. On the table in front of her, however, she'd spread out her Transfiguration and Acient Runes coursework, and an assortment of quills, inkpots and muggle pens lay neatly on the side.
''Hello? Earth to Mary?''
Mary blinked at the sound of her brother's voice.
Michael was seated opposite his sister. Looking up from his own History of Magic homework, he eyed her quizzically. He was twelve, but already they were roughly the same height. A tad too late Mary realized he'd asked her a question.
''Yes,'' she said, and cleared her throat. Her eyes darted again towards Lily, just for a second, before focusing on her brother. ''The Werewolf Code of Conduct was set in...?''
Michael chewed the tip of his quill. Mary made a face until he stopped. ''1800?'' he guessed.
She tutted her lips. ''1637, come on, you know this. And the issue was?''
He bit the tip of his quill again, but caught himself. He dropped it on the table, clearly annoyed and threw his hands up in the air. ''I don't know, Mary!'' he answered exasperated. ''The werewolves didn't show up?'' He leaned back against his chair, and crossed his arms. He may be taller than me but he still looks so young, Mary thought, like an angry toddler who doesn't get to play with his favorite toy.
''Michael.'' She spoke his name softly. She didn't like to be the authoritarian big sister, but she also didn't want him to struggle like she had. So, every Friday, before he went off to hang out with his friends, they would revise. After dinner, she'd do her homework, he would do his and this way they would both always stay on top of their work and make their parents proud. ''You're nearly finished.'' She pointed towards the parchment in front of him, he was on the last question.
But Michael wasn't having any of it. ''Look around, Mary! Everyone is relaxing and having fun. And you're - you're holding me captive!''
She chuckled, she couldn't help herself. It was a very dramatic statement. Michael didn't think it was funny. Angrily, he began packing up his things. ''If you want to spend your free time being boring, go ahead! But I want to have fun! That's what magic and this school are, Mary! They're fun! Stop being such a dryshite!'' And with that, Michael vanished up the stairs to the boys' dormitories.
Mary let herself fall against the back of her chair. She sighed and bit her lip as she stared at the dark spot he'd disappeared to. He was right, of course. But Mary didn't have an off-button. She couldn't just relax and have fun, even if she wanted to. Magic and Hogwarts, they were hard work. And even though the need to prove herself had diminished somewhat over the years, there was always still that little voice in the back of her mind telling her she wasn't good enough and she needed to earn her place here.
Mary looked around the room. She saw the fifth year Gryffindor boys - Sirius, James, Remus, Peter - lounging in the large sofa, she saw people playing Wizard chess, or making out. Her eyes shifted towards the redhead in the chaise longue again. Still leafing through magazines, Lily's hand absent-mindedly floated above the bag of nachos nestled between her and a cushion. In the stash of magazines on the floor, Mary could read titles like Vogue and Harper's.
Ah, fuck it. Mary gathered her things and put them away neatly in her leather bag, before walking over to Lily. She sat down on the floor next to Lily's feet and lay her head against the latter's legs. Her hand immediately dived into the bag of nachos, only to find it nearly empty. She took ahold of one of the last crisps and popped it into her mouth, before Lily could stop her.
''Sometimes, I think he'd doing it on purpose,'' she said. She didn't need to look up to know she got her friends attention. Mary began leafing through an older edition of Harper's Bazaar. A smiling white woman adorned the front page, behind titles such as: 'Lose 10 kilograms in 10 days!' and 'Can success ruin your sex life?' ''Like he's punishing me for being the first.'' She paused and nestled her face against Lily's legs again. ''That he has to live up to the expectations I set for myself.'' She chewed the inside of her mouth and turned around to look at Lily, whose golden eyes always made Mary a little dizzy when she looked into them for too long. ''Does that make sense?''

kindness is never a burden.

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evan rosier.
year 4 ★ slytherin common room ★ alone rn looking for friends

Evan was having a good time. If he told himself that enough times, maybe eventually it would become true. The party had been his idea - but everything else, the invites and the decorations and the enchanted party hats and the fucking singing game, had been Panda's. Evan loved his sister, he really did. He loved her more than anything, but sometimes he could also strangle her.
He was perched on a windowsill in the corner of the common room, watching the chaos ensue. A smoking joint was placed between his lips, but he hadn't tapped off the excess ash in a long while, so it hung dangerously above the cup of Firewhiskey Evan was holding. He wasn't even sure it was whiskey at all, since Panda had tampered with the drinks too. He watched her dart around the room and smiled. He really did love her - he loved watching her do her thing. He even, just a tiny little bit, loved the unremovable party hat on his head. And the fact that two third years were butchering a Celestina Warbeck song with their owl screeching.
He noticed someone approaching him out of the corner of his eye, and got pulled back into himself. The ash on the joint fell down into the cup of whiskey, as Evan turned his head towards the person. A boy, light hair, light skin, probably a little older than Evan. Evan exhaled the smoke he was holding in the direction of the boy.
''Uh-'' The boy nervously fiddled with the sleeves of his sweatshirt. ''Blood-flavoured lollipops?'' he whispered with red cheeks. The boy looked so uncomfortable, Evan almost feels sorry for him.
Evan cocked his head a little, taking another drag of the joint, and studied the boy's face. And then he just said: ''Sure.'' And jumped off of the windowsill. ''What're you wanting?'' He sauntered over to a corner of the room, where he'd hidden a little stash of stuff in a wooden chest. He sat down on it, crossed his arms and looked at the boy again, awaiting an answer.
The boy looked even more scared than before. ''What uh- what are you - what's in there?''
Evan raised an eyebrow. ''Depends on what you want to achieve. Do you want to have fun? Chill out? Bit of both? Hook up?'' He was pretty proud to say he had maximized the business by this time last year - studying the effects of all potions, and how to use them for recreational uses. The real challenge came with brewing them, and getting the resources without anyone getting suspicious. So far, he was getting around just fine.
In the end, the boy bought a joint and a potion of Alihotsy for 2 galleons. Evan was used to people haggling his prices down, but this boy didn't even try. He liked customers like this. Easy, simple.
He was due a refill, so Evan moved away from the dark corners of the common room and made his way over to where they had gathered all the beverages and even a few snacks. It was less a bar and more like a muggle liquor store had thrown up all over the grand table. Evan poured himself a large cup of something dark and bitter-scented and gazed into the crowd to find his friends - Barty or Regulus or Pandora, any of them would be fine.
He felt a little hazy, but couldn't tell if it was the blunt or the alcohol doing it's job. He liked the feeling of it, nonetheless.

kindness is never a burden.

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_{_PANDORA}
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slytherin • 15 • pureblood • fourth year • chaser • with evan and barty • slytherin common room

Pandora bounced up and down on the ball of her feet. She had crossed the Slytherin common room about fifteen million times already, but it had done nothing to make her feel even a little bit less energized. At that moment, she could fight a dragon. Or it was the alcohol coursing through her veins.
Maybe, just maybe, she had gone a tad overboard with all the decorations. She was all in or all out and there was no possible in between. Could never understand how people could be in between. Transfigured balloons, in the shape of skateboards, floated around the room. Little lights in them. Occasionally, one exploded. Theoretically, someone could catch fire if the light in it were to drop on someone’s head, but luckily that hadn’t happened yet (and otherwise, there was always aguamenti). So, truly, no problem at all.

“Evaaan,” Panda called in a sing-song voice. “I have missed you.” It didn’t matter that she talked to him at the beginning of the party. She wrapped her arms around him. “Small boy becoming a grandpa.” She patted his head affectionately and peered into the cup he was holding. “Oh, firecoffee! Do you like it? Wait, you need to try this one.” The dark, wooden table was littered with green cups. Salazar Slytherin would be crying in his grave if he were to see the state of it. She all but ripped the cup out of his hand and replaced it with another one. “This one is called Liquid Death**. Come, try!” All the cups were charmed in such a way that a new cup appeared if another one was taken of the table. And for the fun of it: there were some wild cards. “And after that one…” Panda picked up yet another cup, with a golden coloured liquor in it. “Sleeping draught***.” Evan had better tried everything by the end of the night. Someone – Regulus – told her that three different drinks was already plenty. She told him no.

She leaned against Evan, eyes scanning the crowd, until she spotted Barty, waving excitedly at him. “Look,” she nudged him when arrived at their side. “Just for you!” In one of the corners of the room, she had put up a magical chess set. For Barty, in case he got fed up with all the people here and just wanted to play some chess. Currently, the chess set was used by none other than Severus Snape. “I mean the chess, not Snape,” she clarified. It was also the birthday of the gloomy boy, she had discovered earlier that day. “I tried to give him a birthday hat, but he didn’t like it.” Panda pouted. “He even tried to curse me when I went to put it on his head. The audacity, truly.”

*firewhiskey mixed with coffee and red wine (i am sorry)
**jägermeister, lime juice, maple syrup, white rum, whiskey
***vodka, lavender syrup, lavendel flowers, honey syrup, lemon juice, chamomile tea

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darling, you can't let everything seem so dark blue

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