Application: Megan "Pixie" Gwynn, New X-men

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

((This app contains spoilers for some current Marvel stories, including New X-men, Messiah Complex, and World War Hulk. Be warned!))

Okay. So Professor Xavier was dead and Mister Summers had decided to close the Institute. Everyone who had a home to go to had been sent back (all the ones that could go back; some were dead and poor Julian was still in the hospital as far as she knew), Megan included. Her parents had been happy to see her, even if they had been upset with some of the changes in her (and after their reaction to her hair, she certainly wasn't going to tell them about some of the things she had been up to over in New York). Only Abergylid wasn't the Institute, and she was really far behind her classmates at regular school (it totally wasn't her fault that people kept attacking the Institute and classes kept getting interrupted!) and she was generally very bummed out.

But then a thought hit her! She could do magic now. Were there any schools that taught magic? Several phone calls and email exchanges later, and she was off in search of this fabled Hogwarts place. It sounded really awesome, from what little she'd heard of it. And she didn't even have to be eighteen to go there! (Doctor Strange had offered to teach her magic, but she was still four years too young for that). It had taken her a while to find it. She'd used that nifty teleportation spell to get herself to Scotland, but she'd had to fly around actually looking for the castle. She'd heard there was a train (or used to be a train; reports were conflicted) that went there, but after the bus explosion that had killed a whole lot of her friends, she didn't really trust public transportation anymore.

But she was here now! She fluttered into the Sorting room on pastel butterfly-like wings: a short Welsh girl with unnaturally large black eyes, pointed ears, and a green bicycle helmet secured over black-and-pink hair. She was flying a little lower than she would have liked, weighed down by a large pink duffel bag and thick coat.

"Hello?" she called. "I was wondering if I could pick up an application to learn magic. I couldn't find any forms online or a fax number or even a phone number to reach you at, so you might want to look into that in the future so that people don't have to go flying all 'round the place looking for the school and--oh." She flew over to the table and picked up the application, skimming through it silently and making faces.

"You've got a weird application, did you know that?" Still, it didn't stop her from pulling out a clicky-pen and filling it out.

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
"Oh gee, I've never thought of that before. No one's ever asked." She chewed on the pen tip and fluttered her wings lightly as she thought. "Well, that yellow kind you put on grilled cheese is kind of gross, and so's the stuff that comes out of cans. I don't think anything that comes out of a can is really cheese, by the way. What's the name of that one that I used to get at the deli when we used to go out...? Oh yeah!" Provolone. It's really really good on turkey sandwiches.

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
Megan's eyes got big(er). "I don't want to kill anyone! I never did! I had to help kill Belasco but I really didn't want to and I only did it so he'd stop hurting my friends, because too many of them have gotten killed this past year. Please tell me I don't have to kill anyone here! If you say I do, I'm going to leave and stay home and wait until Mister Summers sees sense and puts the X-men back together and calls me so I can join it again." NEITHER! KILLING IS BAD! (She underlined it four times, just so that people would know that she really didn't want to kill anyone ever again.

3. What time is it where you are?
"That's kind of a silly question, isn't it? I'm right here. Unless this question is supposed to be one of those where you figure out who finished something first (in which case it should be at the end) or who came first (in which case it should be at the beginning.) And it's got funny wording, because where I am is here with this paper. Does anyone have a watch so that you could tell me what time it is? I don't carry one." She left the question blank.

4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
She scratched her head. "I've known a couple of people who came back from the dead, and they weren't really interested in... you know... that. Not right after, anyway. Also I don't know who the 'Order of the Phoenix' or any of those people are. So I'll answer it like it was my old school! It would be Mister Summers, and I wouldn't harass him, I'd just be really nice to him and smile at him a lot and then he'd realize that I'm so much prettier than Miss Frost..." She trailed off, head filled with happy images of her and Mister Summers flying off into the sunset and eating ice cream and watching TV together. Oh, to be young and in love.

5. If you are pushing to be in:

A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
"Oh, I don't bartend. I'm too young to drink, so I don't think they'd let me bartend. Also, I don't really like the dark all that much. But if I had a bar, it would be clean and well-lit and I'd call it 'Pixie's Place' and everyone would be welcome, except if they were really mean, and then I'd get Nehzno or Santo to get them to leave. Because maybe they'd work for me. They like me! They've even saved my life, and they're big and strong so they could kick anyone out if I asked them nicely." Pixie's Place. And it wouldn't be dark!

B. Gryffindor – Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
"I don't really know much about mythology, but it's not my fault! My school kept blowing up. But, um, I know a few gay guys! Vic--even though I'm not sure he wants people to know that and he's my friend, so please forget I said it--and Northstar and those two guys from the Young Avengers. Ooh, I know! I'll use them as my example! Wiccan can use magic, so I guess he'd be like... Harry." Not that she knew who Harry was, but it was a reasonable assumption for a magic school, right? "So that'd mean he'd need to pick the one who's big and green." She beamed happily as she wrote that down.

C. Ravenclaw – You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
"Maybe you should get people to help you out with the paperwork? Yes, that's it. Everything goes faster with teamwork!" Get help!

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.
"I'm not!" she sid, fluttering up into the air again. "I'm one of the mutants left after M-day and I've survived lots of attacks from bad people. Also, I can fly and I can make this pink dust that makes people hallucinate, and I learned magic after part of my soul got sucked out and replaced by black magic--that's why my hair's like this. And I have a Souldagger but I really don't like using it. What else... I can teleport people with a spell, and I got okay at baseball while I was at the Institute! Except it's so unfair that it counts as an out if I get hit while I'm batting and accidentally get dust all over the catcher. It's not my fault!" She remembered that she actually needed to write her answer, so she flew back to ground-level and wrote Mutants aren't useless, even the ones with really weird powers!

6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.
"Let's see..." She rummaged through her pockets and pulled out a few packets of gum (the bubble kind, not the breath-freshening kind that couldn't make decent bubbles) and a few assorted bills and coins. She started rummaging through her bag. No, not her yearbook or the pictures of her friends. Definitely not her helmet or her X-men uniform, just in case she needed them. And not her favorite socks.

She looked at the tiny pile of bribe and sighed. Okay, favorite pink and yellow striped socks it was. She tossed it on the pile regretfully and looked up.

"So can I stay? Please? Oh, and do I have to take a vow of silence?" She looked worried at that prospect.

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. MG ~*~Pixie!~*~
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. MG ~*~Pixie!~*~
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. MG ~*~Pixie!~*~
One day, marmalade will rule the world. MG ~*~Pixie!~*~"

Comments

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

"Yes, and immediately." I am a little better. Not sneezing so much. Still sneaking out on Near, though. I smirk, pulling out a chocolate bar. "The sooner, the better.

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

"Aw," she said sadly. "Really?"

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

Way too easy. "Yes, as I said immediately. Everyone here has taken a vow of silence. You don't want to be the only one who hasn't, do you?" I cough a little, managing to stop it quickly. "How else are you going to learn things that require you to speak in bad Latin?" I roll my eyes at her.

[unluckiest-star.livejournal.com]

The shadows above Megan in the high-ceilinged room began to shimmer, and gradually four white shapes descended from the darkness - gloves and boots, worn over a starry-black bodysuit. Starman pulled his mask off to reassure the young'un he was more or less human as he descended.

Finally he floated in front of Megan as the girl finished talking.

"Hi! Starman here. Do you know Cyclone? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclone_%28DC_Comics%29) Because you remind me an awful lot of Cyclone. Also, I know people who've come back from the dead too. How'd yours do it?"

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

Megan's eyes went wide. "That was so cool! How did you do that? Are you a mutant, or just a super hero?" She fluttered around in exitement. "Hi, Starman! I'm Pixie!" If he was giving a super hero name, she was giving hers. "I don't know anyone named Cyclone. We have a teacher called Storm, though. Um." She thought the question about dead people over. "Well, Northstar came back but I don't know how, and I heard that David came back but that's because Josh can heal people, and Laura came back but that's because Belasco was mean and kept bringing her back so he could kill her again." Okay, changing the subject. She really didn't like thinking about that. "Your costume is really neat!"

[unluckiest-star.livejournal.com]

"Oh, a little of both. I was born with gravity powers. Chose to join the Legion and then the Justice Society, though." He grinned. "Cyclone's a student, not a teacher. She's...hmmm...little bit older than you? Not much. The Legion's had people come back from the dead every which way too. But the only way we know to make it happen? Somebody else has to give up their life. Not something we do a lot, obviously. And thank you! I like your wings - I know people with bird-wings, but I've never seen ones like that before!"

He frowned. "Belasco does not sound like a very nice person."

[frioggrusom.livejournal.com]

((This icon has never been more appropriate.))

...Wow. Yeah, so this girl had wings. Real, pretty, butterfly wings. Not that Nemi would have wanted butterfly wings (she would however not turn down bat wings, if they were offered) but they were still... wings. She had seen some magic when she got here, but most of it had been your common every day Hogwarts magic. Like the House-elves scurrying around cleaning, or when the food appeared in the Great Hall. This was a bit... cooler.

And she had asked to stay, just as Nemi had herself. And she had nice hair.

"You can stay," said Nemi with a nod. "No vow of silence needed. I like your hair." She wasn't going to try the pink-and-black combination herself, but still. Not so bad, even if pink was Nemi's number one hate colour.

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

((Bwah! Incidentally, I was kicking myself after I found out that you apped while I was on hiatus. Nemi = win!))

"Yay! Thank you! It used to be all pink, but someone took part of my soul and filled it with black magic, and then this happened." She tugged on her hair in case a visual aid was needed. "I'm Megan!"

[frioggrusom.livejournal.com]

((Thanks very much. =) ))

O...kay.

"Sounds kind of nasty," commented Nemi. She had no experience with black magic, much as she wanted to. "Easier to just dye it, I'd think."

How did you fill a soul with black magic, anyway? She had thought the soul was something that was already filled. With... soul-y things, presumably. Not that it was a vessel for other things.

"Nemi," she said with a nod. Megan. It was the kind of name that fancied 'N Sync and fussed about whether she should take the red or the pink lipgloss. Nemi was skeptic.

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

Yuuri's eyes went wide. He grinned his happiest grin.

"Did you just say you play baseball?"

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

"Not very well, especially since I'm not allowed to fly to the bases, but I can play. Why, can you? Is there a team here?"

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

"No, there's no team here." Yuuri wouldn't want to get her hopes up. "It's just my favorite game, that's all. I've always loved baseball! And I bet it would be even more fun if you could fly to the bases!"

[ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com]

Zel blinked. "Do you always dress like that?"

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

Megan blinked and looked down at her overly-large coat. She wasn't dressed that weird under it. Just a long yellow blouse and blue jeans. "Um, yeah? Mostly?" She didn't ask about Zel's appearance. A lot of her friends looked weird, too.

[ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com]

Zel pinched the bridge of his nose. "Sorry. I think I need to get more sleep. You ever have one of those days where you keep forgetting where you are?"

[doomydoomydoom.livejournal.com]

GIR wandered into the sorted room in cute plushy dog form.

"Oooooohhh, a faerie!"

He catapulted over to her.

"Can you grant me wishes?!"

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

"A--what are you?" Despite having no idea what the green talking stuffed animal was supposed to be, Megan was still delighted. Stuffed animals are so cute! "I'm not a fairie! I'm a mutant. I'm only called Pixie. What do you want, though? Maybe I can help! But only if it's not too expensive. I don't really have all that much money."

[doomydoomydoom.livejournal.com]

"ZIM made mutants too. He put the brain of a squid in a human once! He was sure confused."

GIR thought over her request. "How about a slushie?!"

[computerwizkid.livejournal.com]

There was pretty much only one way to respond to an applicant like this. Dairine grinned.

"Hey. Nice wings."

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

Megan grinned and fluttered them. "Thank you! You have very pretty hair!" It's only polite to answer a compliment with another compliment, after all. "I'm Megan! Or Pixie, whichever."

[computerwizkid.livejournal.com]

Dairine resisted the urge to pry too much about the wings; a complement was one thing, asking intrusive questions about someone else's limbs was another. She fished around for a more polite subject.

"So they've got magic where you come from?" she asked. "I wonder if it's anything like what they teach here."

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

(( Back from CA, sorry Megan has been in the Sorting Room so long! Her answer to question 2 pretty much seals her Sorting anyway XD ... ))

"Oooh, nice socks!"

Pink and yellow stripes? Stylin', as far as the Sorting Hat was concerned.

[my-soul-itches.livejournal.com]

((Hee, no problem at all!))

Megan had no real "OMG WTF" reaction to the Hat. She saw weird-looking mutants every day, not to mention the demons and weird stuff that she had seen in Limbo. Maybe this was a mutant who just happened to look like a hat. Yeah.

"Thank you!" she said, beaming. "I used to have a pair of purple and blue ones, but I lost them somewhere in my room at the Institute."

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

Had the Hat met a mutant who looked like a hat, it would have accused said mutant of copycatting.

"Probably a sock-thief. You can never be too careful!"

Gryffindor!

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

Your bribe has been accepted!

Welcome to Gryffindor!