InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Did you hear that rubber ducky"

CHARACTER: Owen Gibbon
SETTING: Gaunt-verse
TYPE: First-person journal

How curious all of this is, not only that I am alive and in the future, but the manner of my death. This journal has proven to be a wonderful tool for information, however, so I thank everyone for your contributions thus far.

-O-


CHARACTER: Owen Gibbon
SETTING: Gaunt-verse
TYPE: First person owl post

→ Owl to the Dark Lord ← My Lord, From the open references of my comrades in the journals, I know you are here, and in knowing that, this new life is indeed a good one. I live again to serve you in whatever way you see fit to employ my talents. I remain, as ever, your loyal servant, -O- [OOC: Letter is hexed/warded throughly to the recipient only, for all others it will burst into a very painful flame.]

CHARACTER: Owen Gibbon
SETTING: Harry Potter and the Halfbood Prince, pre-chapter twenty-nine
TYPE: Third-person RP sample

The school looked surprisingly welcoming as Owen made his way to the Tower for his first mission on this night. He had not been here in years but it had once been home and he was fond of the place still, for it was the site of youthful triumphs. Giving the wall an absent sort of pat, he ascended the stairs and came out atop the Tower. The night was clear, a perfect backdrop for what he was about to do.

"Morsmordre!" he cried, a grin growing as the Mark erupted from the end of his wand to fill the sky. For a moment he stood and admired his work. Few other followers could make the Mark so well as he, as far as he was concerned, and this one certainly would need to be as impressive as his skills could make it, for it would herald the death of Dumbledore and the rise of the Dark Lord.

After the moment had passed, he turned and descended the stairs. There was a battle below and Owen had never been one to enjoy being left out.