Application: Vanyel Ashkevron

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Character: Vanyel Ashkevron from Mercedes Lackey's Valdemar books. The character is being apped immediately after attempting suicide following the suicide of his lover, Tylendel. Rather than being Chosen, as he was in the books, he insetad woke from his suicide attempt to find himself here.



Vanyel was slumped in the corner, the fresh slices in his arms having just stopped bleeding. He was rather a mess, although to those with a good eye, it was rather obvious that he’d started the evening looking rather fashionable. His eyes opened, and he sat rather stiffly in the corner, looking at the room with an air of confusion, before a cold look settled over his features..

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?

Vanyel sighed expressively. They wanted to know about cheese. Not only was he in a strange place, alone, but the questions were inane and pointless. He raised one eyebrow artfully. “I fail to see how my taste in cheese is terribly relevant, unless, of course, you’re looking for me to set the fashion. In any case, I prefer Edam.”



His eyes are watering, on the edge of tears, as he attempts to reconstruct the ice that had let him survive before this. Trying to die, and then ending up here, it was just too much to handle. “I prefer it because it’s both sharp and creamy, which is an interesting mix in a cheese.”



2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?

“Kill?” he asked. The only person he really wanted to kill was himself, and he could see how well that was turnng out. “I don’t know. Maybe both of them. IS there any reason anyone should be happy, when the world is such a wretched place?”



He took a deep breath, again trying to restore his composure. “Oh, Barney, I suppose, if I have to pick. His colouring is atrocious. That purple is eye shatteringly bright, and the inane cheeriness, well, I just can’t fathom it.”



3. What time is it where you are?

“It was around midnight. Before all this strangeness,” he said. Why did anyone think the time mattered now? He was alone, and any time without Tylendel was just too much.



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.



He sighed. Sex was the last thing he wanted to think about right now. All it spoke of to him was loss. Why couldn’t people understand that. “I wouldn’t. It’s all meaningless now, anyways.”



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.



“The Listing Lute,” he said. “Music and drinks in the dark, where people could enjoy the illusion of solitude. It certainly would allow me to drink behind the bar,” he said. He was getting tired of all these questions. Couldn’t people just leave him to grieve in peace? Everything hurt, and he wanted no more than to pass out in a corner.



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.



An eyebrow raised again. “They don’t mind that here? Men with other men? Once upon a time I’d have found it a pleasant place to be. And really, I don’t see why he shouldn’t be married to the both of them.” He rubbed at his face. Mythology had never been his forte, and at the moment, it was not something he gave two figs for anyways. Why did he care which of the men paired off, when he was without ‘Lendel?





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.



“Disposing of it? That doesn’t say a word about actually completing it. And a busy man often has more work to do than he’s the time for, especially if he’s actually bothered to be literate. Too few people see the value of knowledge as it is. And the more one knows, the easier it is to understand that world.”



D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.


Head suddenly flung high, he looked down his nose to reply. “Useless? At the very least, I’m fashionable. Not to mention witty, and reasonably educated. How many of you have taught yourselves to play music?” he aske rhetorically, before shaking his head. “No matter. But it’s clear enough I’m hardly useless.”



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.



“I’ll play music for one of your little soirees. The Bards respected my abilities, and that should be enough for a dinner party, or some such.”







"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ____________ Van

I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___________Van.

I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___________.Van

One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____________Van "

Comments

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"Boys dating other boys may not be my thing, but no one should make fun of love that's real! Everyone in the world has his own special person!" Yuuri learned that in Shin Makoku; in fact, he may have picked up this saying from Wolfram without realizing it. Whether or not Wolfram thinks Yuuri is his special person might be up for debate. "My friend Ryan found out that his special person is a sand bear!"

Then, a helpful parenthetical aside, because Vanyel probably hasn't been to Shin Makoku, and Yuuri knows what that's like: "A sand bear is like an Earth panda, only it lives in sand traps and has really big pointy teeth."

[vanyel-peacock.livejournal.com]

At this statement Van spoke rather sharply. "Not anymore." He closed his eyes, and tried to hold back the sharp overpouring of grief the other boy had unintentially triggered.

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Concern clouded Yuuri's open face. "Hey, are you hurt? I can go get a doctor!"

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"I don't even know what a doctor is," he said. "And it's at least not getting worse," he said dispassionately. "Now if the searing pain in my head would go away, I might be able to pass out." His eyes were still closed as he spoke. He was trying, desperately, to hold back thoughts of Tylendel.

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"A doctor is someone trained in healing. If you have a searing pain in your head, you probably ought to see one!" Yuuri informed him matter-of-factly. "It doesn't do anyone any good to suffer needlessly!"

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"Been there, done that, tonight, before I came here. Besides, I think Professor Snape might have some intentions," he said. "And besides, I know why it hurts."

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Yuuri tried to remember whether he knew a professor Snape. "Dr. Fraiser is the doctor I saw (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1476438.html). She's really nice, and good at her job!" It wasn't Janet Fraiser's fault that neither Yuuri nor Wolfram had actually needed the eye exam they'd asked her to administer. "I bet she would know how to help a headache. But if you already know what it is ... Well, what's wrong?"

If it was something supernatural in nature, maybe Yuuri could help, being a demon king and all. Granted, Yuuri didn't exactly know what all he could do with his powers or how to control them. His powers seemed to control him instead, or rather his alternate (future) self stepped in and controlled them. It was easy to tell when this happened: Yuuri grew a magical mullet.

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"He said he's in charge of the hospital wing here," he said.

He cringed, as he tried to figure out how to explain. "A bunch of magical energy backlashed through me, and ripped thing open," he said finally.

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

Yuuri's brow furrowed in thought. "Huh. That kind of thing happens a lot in Shin Makoku, too. Only instead of giving people headaches, the magical energy usually gets unleashed outward to form monsters or possess people. What did it rip, are you able to tell?"

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"No, I can't tell. My whole damn head hurts, makes me want to scream," he said rather sharply.

"I don't even have the ability to use magic, or I didn't," he said. Who knows now. I started developing mindspeech earlier tonight."

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"I know the feeling. I didn't know I had magic until I got flushed down a toilet and ended up in Shin Makoku." Yuuri gave Vanyel a sympathetic look. "It's hard to cope with new powers developing. People start expecting a lot from you, and living up to those expectations ... gyah, sometimes I just want to run off and do nothing but play baseball! But a person has to do what's right for everyone who depends on him."

He frowned a little. "My maryoku --my magic -- is water magic. It mostly is destructive. I can't do healing, or if I can, I don't know how. So I can't heal your head. I'm sorry. But if Professor Snape runs the Hospital Wing that is definitely where you ought to go! So ... hm, I'm going to vote you someplace right away, okay? So you can get in and see the healers as soon as possible! How about ... well, hm. What do you like to do in your spare time?"

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He winced, as the endless prattle and optimism got further on his nerves. "I play music," he said. "And I'm not half bad in classes, if I bother."

vote: Ravenclaw!

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

"Okay, that sounds like a Ravenclaw to me." Yuuri regarded the rejected bowl of curry. "My name's Shibuya Yuuri and I live in Hufflepuff. If you ever feel like having some curry, or you need help with something, I'll be around!"