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[multigen]

IT'S BLOODY HOT IN HERE
(no, really. it's seriously hot.)

it's the summer holidays! a perfect time to travel, relax, spend time with loved ones and bask in the sun. the wizarding world is lively with energy at this time of year. everyone seems to want to make the most of their break before september comes around the corner and life returns to its normal, mundane pace. it has been especially exciting with the sporadic and strange appearances of old and new faces. some claim to be from a different world while others claim to be from a different time. then, there are the ones who have simply found themselves waking up to be remarkably younger or older. just remember to keep to your curfews, half-bloods and muggle-borns! those eerie disappearances are still happening in an increasingly alarming rate... MINISTRY OF MAGIC for the ones who don't have the good fortune of going on holiday, you won't have to worry about having nothing to do, especially if you're part of the ministry of magic! with all the anomalies happening, you're going to have your hands full registering, documenting, interviewing and/or helping with a multitude of busywork relating to the newcomers. or maybe your job doesn't have anything to do with that. maybe you're on the opposite end and you've been brought in. or maybe you're just a tourist and you want to see if you can catch a glimpse of the minister for magic. whatever your reason is, welcome and stay out of people's way! DIAGON ALLEY everyone loves to go shopping and what better place to do it than diagon alley? you'll find mills of people looking at all the different items on sale or on display in store windows. maybe you're here to purchase materials for the upcoming school year or you're out on a date with your significant other. or maybe you actually own or work at one of the many shops here. whatever your reason is, you better be ready for the crowd and the heat. KNOCKTURN ALLEY oh no! what are you doing here? turn back right now! knockturn alley is no place for you to be. well, at least it isn't if you aren't a dark arts practitioner or you're not part of some nefarious secret group. just turn around and go back to diagon alley. it's much nicer there, friendlier and safer. have you not heard about all the disappearances going on? you're only asking for trouble stepping into a place like this, even if it's remarkably cool here. M.I.A.V.I. not in the mood to go out? or maybe you're stuck in the waiting room at st. mungo's trying to figure out why you're suddenly 10 years older and you need a distraction. disregarding the reason, it's sure a good thing you've conveniently brought along your m.i.a.v.i. so feel free to browse the public network, create your own post, or private message someone! OTHER not interested in any of the options above? feel free to make up your own! the wizarding world is huge, so get creative with it. the setting is the summer of 1980. have fun testing out and shaping your characters, mingle with others, and start getting those crs down! FAQ | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION got questions? dropbox us!

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bellatrix black

[scinlac]

ministry of magic

( sometime last year, bella became head of the department of magical accidents and catastrophes – the real catastrophe being that this administrative decision makes her the de-facto head of institutions such as the muggle liaison office. she has her devotion to riddle etched into the skin beneath her long sleeves, her disdain for anyone not pure written plainly on her face, and... a fairly nice office. who would have guessed that there are perks to the job that aren't at all tied to the abhorrent things she can do to memory-addled muggles under the guise of the obliviator squad?

anyway, the real question is, what are you doing in her office? she's sitting behind her desk, head-crooked, bored, aggressive. )

You have ten seconds. Go.

( intonation and intent varies greatly depending on, surprise surprise, blood status. pureblood? she's as close to joking as she can possibly get – they're all drowning in work. half-blood? not joking, not friendly, but she'll bless you with exactly ten seconds of her time to make your case. mud–– pardon, muggleborn? she's being quite literal. you better be out of her bloody office in ten or fewer. )

m.i.a.v.i.
un: b.black

Curfew is arguably the best time of day.

( Easy to say for a racist who is utterly unaffected by it. )

wildcard

( hit me, hit her. death eater stuff, or knockturn alley stuff. or diagon alley stuff. anything goes. site note: if you'd rather not do brackets, i'll match you. c: )

Miavi: sblack

[lechiennoir]

Fuck off. [Pushing buttons? Him? Perish the thought.]

[scinlac]

And here I thought the likes of you would be delighted to know your government is keeping every last citizen save.

[lechiennoir]

Safe. Basically imprisoned. What's the difference?

[scinlac]

Protected and slightly inconvenienced. There is no need to be so dramatic, but I suppose you always had a penchant for that.

[lechiennoir]

We tend to, if you somehow haven't noticed. [Black tempers. They're sure a thing.]

'Protected' my ass. I know what you think of my friends.

[scinlac]

Ever the rebellious child. I know Walburga never did much for your confidence, but that doesn't mean you have to spend the rest of your life skulking along with the lowest the wizarding world has to offer just to feel a little better about yourself.

[lechiennoir]

You and I have very different opinions on the lowest the wizarding world has to offer, cousin mine.

miavi. un: r.a.b.

[fixating]

Enjoying the quiet, cousin?

[scinlac]

Who doesn't? I might start doing my own shopping at this rate.

[fixating]

That's a big leap, cutting into leisure time. Though I suppose it does make it more leisurely, being so much less crowded.

m.i.a.v.i

[pronged]

I agree. The less people who have to be subjected to your ugly face the better.

[scinlac]

( One, she's clearly the best thing her strangely circular family tree has ever produced, and two, how dare you. )

If you are trying to direct negative attention towards yourself and yours, I would suggest you try and be at least a little more creative. Come on.

[pronged]

Well Bella I'm sorry to say that your face is your best quality and it seemed rude to point that out. But if you insist.

I propose a curfew for soulless harpies.

I THOUGHT I HAD TAGGED YOU BACK, SOMEHOW I DID NOT, I AM A MISTAKE

[scinlac]

So cheap. I suppose my failure of a cousin is rubbing off on you?

you suck i hate you 5ever

[pronged]

I like to think that I rubbed off on him, honestly.

ministry of magic

[purelyblack]

Well, I suppose I'll make my greetings and go, then. [Narcissa's tone is airy and faintly amused as she crooks a fine brow at her sister, moving to seat herself primly in the chair across from Bella's desk without invitation. When she speaks again, her tone is sympathetic.] Are they really keeping you so busy? Simply absurd, if you ask me.

[Behind the closed door of her sister's office and away from prying eyes, Narcissa relaxes in a way she hasn't the luxury of doing in public. The constant niceties and pandering to all manner of rabble exhausts her, but maintaining a pristine public image is essential for someone as high-profile as the youngest daughter of the Black family. She's dedicated herself to exuding perfection since she came of age (all the better for increasing her prospects of marrying well when the time comes), but amongst a select few, Narcissa has he luxury of being herself: haughty, entitled, snobbish. A welcome respite from false smiles and feigned sweetness.]

Honestly, those Mudbloods ought to feel ashamed of themselves for selfishly demanding so much attention from honest witches and wizards.

[scinlac]

( The truth is that Bella is exactly the kind of person who needs to have something to do at all times, or else she goes stir crazy. Patience has never been her strongest suit – which makes her decisive and efficient on the one hand, and a terrible socialite on the other. Her position within the ministry has been, in many ways, a blessing: a right cross between something socially acceptable and admirable, while also granting her some level of independence from the parts of pureblood society who are eager to see her married with children (because that is absolutely not on the agenda). )

I dare say shame is not something they are capable of, Cissy.

( She puts her quill away and leans back in her chair, smiling at her sister. One of the few people around whom she doesn't fake or force it. ) Regardless, it's Rodolphus who takes the brunt of them. ( His department being the one holding the registration office, that is. ) I get their filthy parents, though, who achive the impossible by being an even worse blight.

( Lovely pair, aren't they? )

How is your gala coming along?

[purelyblack]

[Narcissa, by contrast, is well-suited to her life of leisure. Under the Riddle Administration, the Black family enjoys both privilege and security; far less urgency is placed on matters such as early marriage and solidifying pureblood family lines, which might have been more pressing with someone less qualified in office. While Bellatrix works and keeps to her own elite circle, Narcissa flourishes as one of Britain's most prominent It Witches, only ever setting foot inside an actual office for brief visits like this one.]

I don't understand why they can't just stay with the Muggles where they belong. [Her perfect nose wrinkles with distaste.] Are Muggles so incompetent they can't even educate their own children? We're expected to do it for them?

[Narcissa shakes her head at the truly lamentable entitlement. Still, at least some efforts are being made to crack down on the interlopers who seem to believe themselves above the law.]

Oh, I do hope that the money we raise will lessen your burden to some extent. If only we could be certain that the majority of the Mudbloods were registering themselves as they ought, then surely you'd be spared the chore of trying to communicate basic information to actual Muggles. [She shudders.

Indeed, they are the loveliest.]

un: kingweasley

[alwaysreturns]

[Three guesses who b.black is, although Ron would like to pretend he never saw this. Maybe it's some left over effect from the locket, like a horcrux hangover, or maybe it's just that he hates her about as much as she terrifies him.

Could also just be his temper, but whatever the reason, he responds.]

Nah. Best is when we forget you lot even exist.

!!!!! RON

[scinlac]

( of course she knows about the displaced, who doesn't, but the one weasley who comes to her mind first is obviously the one she attended school with, so that's what she goes with. )

Arthur, please, you can't have it both ways. Calling yourself a king and still denying your blood?

n'aw shucks

[alwaysreturns]

[He's so baffled at first and oh god, he didn't realize some crazy racists would make that connotation when he picked that user name, how does he change it.]

I'm not Arthur I'm

[He stops writing and crosses the last bit out because one, 'I'm his son' could lead to at least five other people of ridiculously varying ages right now, and two.............well okay he hasn't gone much farther than 'it's weird everything is weird this is so weird.']

And it's got nothing to do with my blood! You sound obsessed.

[scinlac]

( goading is so cheap, but if it gets him to tell her who he is, well... )

I am a very busy woman, I cannot be bothered to learn all your names.

Besides, I am not the one styling myself royalty.

( though the black family does act like they believe they are. well, the ones she considers family do, at least. )

I love your pb choive by the way , A++

[alwaysreturns]

[Goading is SUCH A GOOD METHOD THO, Ron is already fuming.]

No, you just act like it don't you? Like you're some mad queen, except no one bows to you, do they

No one you don't order to, anyway

[free the house elves!!!]

thaaaank she's a delightful crazy-lookin lady

[scinlac]

( this? this has her hesitating. how do you know about the fantasy, mysterious weasel king? )

It seems to me like you have a rather... curious idea of the inner workings of the Ministry.

( or a very solid, if unflattering one of her darker, death eater-y side. )

Perhaps this can be amended. I could show you around?

( let's be friends. let aunty bella show you all the nice things the ministry has to offer, because it's aaaaall for the good of everyone, especially those of a less fortunate blood status. )