prefect debates!

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

Starter Debate Questions:

1) How will you make your House a better place?
2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?
3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?
4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?
5) Who is your hero and why?
6) Where my lasers at?


Rules for the Debate:

A. Any persons currently nominated for Prefect may choose to answer or not answer any questions asked.

B. Any Hogwarts student or staff member, including those running for Prefect, may pose additional questions to any or all nominees. If you would like to ask nominees questions, please ask them now ((OOCly: post them in a comment or comments to this post. Be sure to indicate in your subject line that your comment contains questions, and if they are directed to specific candidates, please indicate that, as well.)) Keep in mind that nominees are not required to answer any questions. Voters may choose to take failure to answer any way they would like.

C. Question answering begins immediately, and lasts until the time the Polls go up, which will be approximately 8:00 p.m. Monday, August 24, 2009. ((OOCly that's 8 pm Eastern Daylight Time. ICly it wouldn't make any sense to specify a time zone since they're all at Hogwarts XD ))

Comments

[maid-brienne.livejournal.com]

Brienne had been startled by the nomination, but she had decided, after not very much soul-searching at all, that she really ought to accept it.

She had no idea what to expect from the prefect debates, so she showed up in the Great Hall in freshly clean armor, Oathkeeper a striking presence at her hip. She kept one hand on the hilt of the blade, more for courage than anything else, and strode purposefully onto the stage. Public speaking was not a forte, but this was, she reasoned, no more stressful than a tourney and she'd competed in any number of those.

She cleared her throat, hearing the echo of the sound as the mic amplified her voice, and stared out at the assembled faces, looking for familliar people. Satisfied that she recognized a few faces, she cleared her throat and began.



"How will you make your House a better place? Well, I have already gotten the sorting hat to provide Gryffindor some workout equipment. (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1706303.html) I would see Gryffindor become as lively a place for people to gather as Ravenclaw or Slytherin."

"Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced? Not in being a prefect, no. But I have been at Hogwarts for some time, so I think that counts for something. At least, I hope it does.

"Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House? I do not know many of them as well as I would like, but there are some I like a great deal. The Gryffindors I know prize loyalty highly, and I would stand with any of them should the need ever arise.

"If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?" Here she paused to actually consider, then ventured slowly. "I have several answers to this one. Firstly, I would choose Beowulf, because his valor and prowess in combat makes him a worthy opponent. I might also choose James Bond, because he would defeat me with panache. If I were to go outside my house, I would choose Sanada Yukimura, because at the end of the encounter, he would still be charming and gracious." Her gaze moved through the room, looking for one face in particular. "In the end, though, I would choose an opponent whose years of fighting far exceed any of those I've mentioned before, someone with patience, integrity and wisdom, because he could teach me much." Presuming she actually did catch Methos's eye, she gave him a fleeting but sincere smile. Let it never be said that there is no place for shippiness in these prefect debates.

"Who is your hero and why? There is a legendary warrior in Westeros, where I come from, called Ser Duncan the Tall. He was a simple hedge knight, and his deeds were numerous. He was companion to King Aegon the Unlikely, though the tales say he did not realize this at the time that Aegon acted as his squire. I have no idea what sort of a man he really was, because it's hard to know what is truth in such tales, but he brought himself up in the world through strength of will and character. He was not, perhaps, one of the most distinguished knights in the realm aside from the company he kept, but I've always liked him because he had principles. More recently, I admire my friend Jill of Deverry, whose world is very much like the one I came from, and who made a name for herself, despite the obstacles she faced being a woman. I can only hope to be half the person that she is.

"Where my lasers at?" This one gave her more than a bit of pause. She glanced up at the starry night sky on the ceiling as if searching it for answers, then shrugged. "What are lasers?" she asked. "Because I have no idea."

That was the last question, and she had no idea how to actually conclude her remarks, so she bowed, and went to take a seat somewhere in case of questions.

[adm-zex.livejournal.com]

*Cough* "Is this thing on?"

"Hello, fellow Hogwarts students! I want to help make Ravenclaw House into a more open and tolerant place by giving symposiums on difference and inviting students to show and tell. Installing hot-tubs will be one of the first things I will do if I become prefect! Also I will listen to any questions and concerns you may have and make Ravenclaw a better place for all of us. In my former job as admiral, listening was one of the most important parts.

2.Are you Experienced? Have you ever been experienced?

"Yes! I have extensive experience in resolving disputes and developing strategy. Ravenclaw is known for bright students and here I can assemble the brightest minds to help make the house better."

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?

"I always-hee! feel it is important to make new friends. I've been getting on very- hee! hee! well with many of these interesting aliens."

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

Zex looked behind him, trying to peer over his shoulder.
"While I do not seem to have exactly the same sort of ass as a human, I think someone with nice, small feet would do well."

5) Who is your hero and why?
Zex paced up and down.
"I have always admired my subcommander Dax for standing up in the face of bigotry and slander. And I also admire one human...one single human who sought me out on my ship, even though our races are mortal enemies, who had the courage to look beyond superficialities..." it is hard to tell, but Zex seems to be overcome by emotion. His tentacles wave gently from side to side.

6) Where my lasers at?
Zex straightened up "I have a ship around here somewhere, if I could find it. That has lazer weapons fitted. If Hogwarts needs lazers, I can offer my ship."

[curlybrain.livejournal.com]

"How, exactly, would installing hot tubs encourage diversity in Ravenclaw?" Professor Granger wanted to know. It was obvious from her tone that she was probably not going to like the answer, no matter what it was.

[nordic-stoic.livejournal.com]

1) How will you make your House a better place?

"'d cl'n up th'common room so it i'nt m'ssy." The food libraries was a bit disorganized

2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?

"'m Sweden. 've got c'nt'ries of 'xp'rence leading a co'ntry."

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?

"Dunno. J'st got here."

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

"F'nland. He's m'wife, and would h'lp me recover."

5) Who is your hero and why?

"Gustavus the Great." One of the greatest kings Sweden ever knew, and oddly enough one of the few things he can say clearly.

6) Where my lasers at?

"Dunno. Estonia?"

[igorofmalaria.livejournal.com]

Igor felt it was time to speak up.

"What will you do about the lack of experimental cadavers at Hogwarts?"

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

Beowulf spent more time ogling Admiral ZEX than contemplating the debate starter questions. That didn't dent his confidence any, though. He leapt onto the stage and stood proudly forth.

"I WOULD MAKE MY HOUSE A BETTER PLACE BY DISABLING MONSTERS, DISTRACTING THEM WITH MONSTER-DISTRACTING SKILLS, OR CONVERTING THEM TO THE WORD OF TARVU.

"I AM AN EXPERIENCED WARRIOR AND MILF-SWIVER.

"I FEEL NO ENMITY TOWARD THE MEMBERS OF MY HOUSE WHO ARE NOT MONSTERS OR GIRLY-MEN. I ENJOY THE COMPANY OF FELLOW HEROES!

"MY ASS CAN BE KICKED ONLY IN JEST, NEVER IN AN EARNEST BATTLE! FOR PLAY, I STRIVE AT SWIMMING CONTESTS. THEREIN MY ASS HAS SUFFERED DEFEAT TWICE. ONCE WHEN I STROVE AGAINST BRECA ON THE WAVES. HE REACHED THE FURTHER SHORE WHILST I GRAPPLED WITH SEA-BEASTS. AGAIN WHEN JAMES BOND DID NOBLY SWIM THE LAKE WHILST I GRAPPLED WITH THE LAKE MONSTER WHO --" here Beowulf sounded slightly less loud, as though dejected -- "HAS REVEALED ITS NAME TO BE 'PYARAY'."

He closed his eyes for a moment of silent despair.

Then resumed shouting.

"MY HERO IS SCYLD SCEFING (http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=28880348). SCYLD SCEFING WAS A WISE AND PROUD LORD, LONG AGO, WHO FATHERED THE DANISH ROYAL LINE. HE WAS KNOWN FOR HIS LOVE OF GOLD AND HIS HABIT OF OVERTURNING MEAD HALL BENCHES. THAT WAS A GOOD KING!"

He paused to let that line sink in. þæt wæs god cyning! All right, so it had a better ring to it before the translation charm changed it.

"YOUR LASERS I HAVE NOT SEEN. LOOK UNDER YOUR BED AND IN YOUR OTHER PANTS."

[miranda-bnewski.livejournal.com]

Oh, great! it was that guy. The one who wanted to swive Oly.

"How do you intend to destract the monsters!?" She heckled

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

Well. Huh.

Soichiro felt a bit awkward, he had meant to support Matsuda's campaign. But then he decided it couldn't be that bad. Maybe they'll both be elected.

1) How will you make your House a better place?

"By making sure all problems in-house will be resolved in a fair manner."

2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?

"Well, I was a member of the National Police Agency for some years prior to coming here, and I've mentored a couple other detectives, including my fellow candidate Touta Matsuda."

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?

"Yes, teamwork is important. I make sure everyone has something to do, preferably a job they do well."

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

Soichiro looked horrified. "Next question please."

5) Who is your hero and why?

Soichiro now looked abashed. "I actually...well, I don't really have a hero."

6) Where my lasers at?

"Er....in your room?"

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

"YOU MAKE SURE EVERYONE HAS SOMETHING TO DO?" Beowulf didn't know whether to be confused or affronted. "THAT NEVER HAPPENED."

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy! Wishbone was nominated to be a PREFECT!

Wishbone decided to show he was serious by wearing a little doggie suit.

1) How will you make your House a better place?

I will make sure everyone has a good time, and make a small library there full of good books to read! They'd only be stories though, cause I don't want Michael to not have anyone visit him though.

2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?

No, but I can try really hard!

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?

Oh, I try to help my friends out as much as I can!

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

I wouldn't let that happen! I'd bite them!

5) Who is your hero and why?

Wishbone began pacing back and forth.

Oh! Oh! Oh! So many to choose from! There's Robin Hood, and Joan of Arc, and Odysseus and Beowulf and Sherlock Holmes and...

Mercifully, he was interrupted by the last question.

6) Where my lasers at?

I bet they're in your room!

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

Beowulf felt weird about this. On the one hand, he liked being someone's hero. On the other hand, this was that dog who'd tried to get him to do kinky stuff with a choke chain in runes class.

He opted to grin and say nothing.

Question for the Gryffindor prefects

[hopalongmcgurk.livejournal.com]

So the guy with the tentacles in Ravenclaw has promised his house they can have hot tubs. What are your thoughts on hot tubs? Can we have them, too? Which members of our fine house would you like to see naked *in* said hot tubs?

Question for the Gryffindor prefects

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

Beowulf stood again. "HOT TUBS FOR BATHING OR FOR SWIVING IN?" Yes, he did need that clarification.

[g-wormtongue.livejournal.com]

((Tag of the mun is being lazy and portraying the character as a caricature who won't give details of his big plans for Slytheryn.))

"Gentlepeople of Slytheryn house, listen! With my help, our house can be glorious again." He cast his eyes to the side. Beowulf! What was he doing here?

1) How will you make your House a better place?
"Do we Slytheryns have the respect our house deserves? Do we have the ear of the headmistress, or of anyone above her? I am used to speaking to power (and on occasion circumventing it.) I know how things work and I know how to change them. Also, someone should see about that mold in the ventilation system.

2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?
He coughed "Excuse me. I bring many years experience as councilor to a king." His description of his many years of vital experience was sadly cut short by a coughing fit.

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?
I believe I am as true a representative of what Slytheryn stands for as any other member of the house. I have a working relationship with many illustrious Slytheryns, such as Vladdamir Harkonen." Some of whom I don't owe bribes.

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

He paused. Surely the question didn't mean...he wasn't going to have to.. He gave a hollow laugh. "To prove myself on the field, I would go against the stoutest warrior in Griffindor-after drugging him heavily." Surely, his house would appreciate the honest humor. He became deadly serious. "I will fight if it comes to that, but I belive there is no reason to tire yourself unneccesarily."

5) Who is your hero and why?

"Heroes are useful men." He blinked, deadpan. "My favorite hero is Beowulf. There is nothing so distracting as a man charging in and yelling. There is no limit to what you can accomplish behind his back."

6) Where my lasers at?

Lazers...lazers what were they again? Some pig-like mammal? "There are ways to get lazers. One may seek out a lazer merchant. One may also recieve a discount on said lazers because one's house is so famed."

[beets-r-god.livejournal.com]

"So what sets you apart from Michael Scott, one of your competitors?" Dwight asked. "He, too, knows about power and influence. He too, has served many years in terrible working conditions! He now manages two branches of a mid-sized paper company, one in Hogsmeade and one in Scranton. Can you say the same? Answer: No, you cannot."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A had been both surprised and gratfied by the nomination, and tried to think carefully about his answers.


1) How will you make your House a better place?

"I will try to hold events to improve House cohesiveness."

2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?

"I have had more experiences since coming to Hogwarts than ever before. Many of them have been good ones."

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?

"I try to get along with everyone, whatever House they are in. I enjoy making friends and learning from people."

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

"I would rather not get my ass kicked. But I would let River do it. She is my girlfriend and I know she would not damage me badly."

5) Who is your hero and why?

"Ryuzaki and Kusuri-uri are my heroes. I always learn from them and they have helped me when I needed it."

6) Where my lasers at?

"I know where you can buy a laser pointer. I have one and my cats enjoy playing with it."

[woocha.livejournal.com]

A laser pointer? Ooh ooh I wanna play with that too!

[fatedjune.livejournal.com]

Rika was pleasantly surprised when Coraline nominated her, but her type is more of the cunning person behind the leader no matter what her actual status says. Besides, Rika enjoys that here she can be a normal girl, or as normal as she can be, rather than the highly respected religious figure and young leader in her village. So while Rika may be playing along for Coraline's sake, she won't accept the position if she wins.

"To make my House a better place I'll throw parties so everyone can have a lot of fun. That doesn't mean I plan to exclude other House members, but rather I would make Gryffindor a great place to party!"

"I have experience being a leader as I, Furude Rika, am the current head of my family, which is one of the three leading families of my village. Though the Furude family deals more with the spiritual than political or militant side of village affairs, this only means that aside from my regular duties as family head, I am also a priestess."

"I have made a good friends in my own House and would welcome more."

"If anyone is going to 'kick my ass', then I would rather it be one of my good friends whom I trust. Mi~ I'm not very strong in a physical fight, so it would be nice to have someone I can trick into going easy on me if it can't be one of my friends."

"My hero is a friend of mine from back home, Maebara Keiichi. When I was depressed and near giving up, Keiichi gave me the hope I desperately needed to move on. I would not be alive if he had not motivated me by showing me that I can reach my goals if I give it my all no matter how dark the situation seems. I also highly respect detective Akasaka, who remembered a plea for help I gave him years ago and came to save my life right when I needed him the most," this part Rika speaks the most enthusiastically.

Rika skips the last question.

[12panelwonder.livejournal.com]

Priestess?

"Hey. Can you officiate weddings? And does the sexuality matter?"

[nerdsexgoddess.livejournal.com]

Amaranth vamped her way onto the stage, wearing a sandwich board upon which was written the words: "Vote for Amaranth, Hufflepuff prefect!"

"How will you make your House a better place? I'd expand the foodlibraries! Maybe even have a place to serve drinks. What I want is for people to want to come hang out in Hufflepuff.

"Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced? Oh, yes, I'm very experienced in some areas. And I'm always willing to learn new things! I'm also totally open after the debates if anyone wants to come find me!

Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House? I get along with everybody! But my best friend is in Hufflepuff, for what that's worth.

"If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why? Steff again. She knows how to hurt me to make it good!

"Who is your hero and why? I was reading about someone named Lady Godiva the other day who seems to have made an indellible mark on the history of this world. Also, she makes good chocolate. I want to be like her when I grow up.

"Where my lasers at? I have absolutely no idea! I'm sure I can help you find them... look in all those hard to reach places, you know?"

[smaug-thegolden.livejournal.com]

1) How will you make your House a better place?
"That is an entirely subjective question. What is better for some would be to the detriment of others, an issue which I have particular understanding of, being one of only two dragons currently in residence. It would be wiser to address this on an individual basis, and I, of course, would be willing to do that."

Promising to address it and actually doing anything about other Ravenclaw students' concerns were completely different matters, however. You know what they say about trusting a snake, and what were dragons if not the original snakes?

2) Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?
"I am more ancient than the vast majority of beings present here by some several thousand years, and have been active in the world for most of it." According to the obsessively researched Tolkien wiki (http://tolkiengateway.net/wiki/Smaug) anyway, which makes Smaug much older than the mun originally thought. "I was merely dormant for less than two centuries, which is little more than a nap to one of the long-lived Great Dragons such as myself."

3) Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?
"I... enjoy... a relatively peaceful coexistence with the people of Hogwarts. Most notably I have refrained from killing or even harming any from my House." The 'thus far' was heavily implied. Which was pretty remarkable restraint, considering who and what Smaug is and how unbearably annoying other beings at Hogwarts were. Or it was pure laziness. Either way.

4) If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?
"Surely you jest." But knowing Elric had gone to such trouble just to get him nominated, he gave the question a little deeper consideration. "If it were to be a test of skill and power, who here but the great Ancalagon the Black or Elric of Melniboné would even be worthy to stand before me and call themselves my opponent? I would thus choose them."

Nevermind that Ancalagon had come close to crippling him the last time they'd fought.

5) Who is your hero and why?
"These are strange mortal concepts. 'Twas so-called heroes who oft sought to make names for themselves by attempting to slay me in my own realm. And you think I should admire such foolishness? Oh, but I should like to show you their dreadfully valiant bones, had they left any behind." He clacked his jaws together loudly, dark smoke curling from his mouth.

6) Where my lasers at?
"Presumably where you left it. I am not your hound; find it yourself."

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

Beowulf had an important question for Smaug.

"WHO IS YOUR FATHER?"

He really hoped it wasn't himself, Hrothgar, or anyone else he knew. These things happened (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beowulf_(2007_film)#Differences_from_the_poem).

[damien-thorn.livejournal.com]

Damien was a passionate speaker. Whether it was addressing the legions of the damned, rasing support for children's charities, or reprimanding his support staff, Damien spoke from the heart, and occasionally from a few other people's hearts.

"Slytherins," he said, looking out over the students, "we are a great house. Though we may seem diverse, we are united by a common thread. Hufflepuffs pride themselves on loyalty, but do they know the bonds of brotherhood like those who have plotted together to change the world? Gryffindor is known for its bravery, but who is braver than one who dares to challenge the comfortable, even complacent attitudes and beliefs of society? Ravenclaw is the house of intellect, and of course, alcohol," he said with a mocking sneer, "but they cannot match our cunning, nor our celebrations."

"Slytherin is a great house," he continued, emphasizing his points with his hands, "but I will make it the best house. I will make Slytherin a better place by providing focus and direction. As one we are insignificant, but together we are mighty. Let me know your wants, your needs, and your desires, and I will satisfy them for you. I am a man who lets no obstacle stand in his way. I am a man who will get things done. Let others promise you things. I promise results."

He drew himself up a little taller, taking a breath before he continued. "I am an experienced leader. My qualifications are many, but I will be brief. I am the CEO of Thorn Industries, a Fortune 500 company. I am the president of the Youth Council, a government program to support children in need. I am also the Ambassador to the Court of St. James, or the American Ambassador to England." He paused, to let it sink in for those who understood him, and for effect for those who didn't. "But all of that means nothing compared to the experience I have at Hogwarts."

"I have lived at Hogwarts for over three years, and I relish the opportunity of the years to come. I have more than survived in these halls, I have thrived. My experience comes not from titles or from diplomas. It comes from being here, facing the same challenges as anyone else, and rising above it all. Time has been my great teacher here, and I dare anyone to claim more experience than me."

He he gave a sly, knowing grin. "I believe it speaks to the unique qualities of Slytherin when I say that I prefer to keep my own council, but I can 'play nice' with others in my house when needed. I am a businessman and a diplomat. I know that sometimes, greater accomplishments can be achieved when differences are set aside for the common good."

The briefest shadow of a frown crossed over Damien's face at question four, but it was quickly replaced by his diplomat's smile. "My opponent, if such an ass kicking were to occur, is currently popcorn. It would be poor form to speak ill of him when he can't defend his reputation." The cocksucking holy bastard.

"My hero," Damien continued, warming to a subject near and dear to his heart, "is my father. He is the man that taught me not only how to wield power, but how to do so with humility. He had the courage, the will, the guts to challenge authority, to bring new light to the world. But what was rightfully his was stolen from him by an unworthy, dishonest opponent. I have learned what honor is from my father, and also patience. And I try hard to serve him as he has asked my to."

"My fellow Slytherins," he said, "I have given you many reasons to vote for me. I trust that you will choose well. And, dear Hat," he said in conclusion, "your lasers are probably under the sofa cushions."

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

Skwisgaar had been downright pissed off over being nominated for the dildos prefect shit, since he obviously didn't want to be responsible for any actual work at Hogwarts outside of Dethklok. But, presumably after a very compelling argument from Toki about why he should give a shit about the election (and by compelling we mean a lot of angry snogging and sex), he'd eventually decided to give it a shot. Or it could have gone a totally different way, we'll see whenever the muns actually roleplay it out.

"How wills I makes my House a betters place? Pfft, dat's a dumb questions. By beings in it. Hey, whys does only Ravensklaw and Gryffingdoors gets de hot tubs? Hooflepoofs shoulds has dem too. Oh, and de foods libraries? Totallies mys idea, even if I's never gets crediteds for it.

"Ams I experienced? Ja, I gots all kinds of experiences if you knows what I's mean. You knows it.

"Teamswork is imp... orts... gants, blah blah blah. Well dis one's easy. I stick you-know-what intoside of all de pretty ladies in all de Houses, you knows, sometime threesomes, foursomes, all kind of somes. I dos greats teamswork! And always remembers de lubes and rubber t'ings, de -- kondoms, you knows, safety firsts and all dat stuff. And I ams in de greatest bands in de worlds, Dethklok, dey's also here and dey's all kinds of dildos douchebags but we dos de teamswork and makes all de moneys, so ja. Teamsworks."

Assuming the Shoggies had decided to show up to the election too, he'd be waving at the little goofballs right about now.

"If I was to gets my ass kicked- Pfffft. Oh, unless you means de fun kinky stuff. Ja, sure. Paddles, handscuff, dose vibratings buttsplug -- for de lady's pleasures of course, dose buzzy wands, collars, underwears, all dat stuff. Who woulds I pick? A reallies hot GMILF." Or Toki, if Skwisgaar thought he'd be into any of it. Considering Toki was barely getting comfortable with receiving blowjobs, it'd probably be a while yet. "And any reallies hot MILFs, likes a certains miss Binewski. And de nympho nymph lady in mys House, she's always funs. Hey, are wes allowed to fucks on de stage? To shows our great teamswork?

"Who is mys hero and whys? Skwisgaar Skwigelf.

"Where your lasers at? In yours mom. Ja, just likes I was last nights. You knows it!" He punctuated this with a quick arpeggio on his electric guitar, which wasn't plugged in anywhere, but was still audible thanks to a tediously researched spell that simulated the effects of an amp. Since it actually worked it obviously hadn't been researched by him, of course, but by the house elves or Ofdensen, he forgot which. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that he sounded completely awesome.

[rat-bstrd.livejournal.com]

Sage and Rat weren't terribly interested in the debate, but the mention of butt-plugs made them laugh hysterically.
Rat was wearing a Dethklok hoodie, though of course he'd tell you they were overhyped idiots.

"If you're elected, will there be any concerts?" they asked.

[sir-knits-a-lot.livejournal.com]

Gwendal suspected, though he would never actually say, that the nomination was to keep him busy, busy enough to not remember their lessons. Being the loyal subject of the Maou that he was, he could not decline the nomination. So, he looked at the questions, he almost wished that he could.

How will you make your House a better place?

Well aware of his brother's feelings on the House of Hufflepuff and Yuuri's involvement with his brother, this became a vastly more complicated question to answer.

As Hufflepuff is a noble house, improvement is a difficult subject to consider. It would be necessary to speak with those residing with in its great halls and finding what they desired individually and collectively prior to making any type of unilateral decision.

Are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced?

I currently serve as the aide to the Maou of the Shin Makoku as well as being the lord of the Voltaire lands. My administrative skills are well developed and tested.

Though, his diplomatic skills and damage control skills were tested more frequently and thoroughly than he cared for.

Teamwork is important. How do you get along with the members of your House?

Gwendal had to think carefully about that question. Waltorana tended to push a button or four, Wolfram's voice could bore through castle walls, Yuuri found his studies to be dull, to say the least.

Teamwork is an exorcise in diplomacy. Those who are able for the art of diplomacy are able for teamwork. I have been practicing diplomacy for many years.

If you were to get your ass kicked, who would you want to do it and why?

Gwendal stared at the question. Knowing that the Hat was an oddity, to say the least, he wondered if this were to be a question about sparring or a test of strength and courage.

I have faced many enemies in my life. Over most, I have prevailed singly. Those I am unable for by myself, I have had the assistance of those with whom I work. While I would prefer not to be subject to such tests here, if it were to become necessary, I would face any foe before me.

Who is your hero and why?

Gwendal stared at the question. There really was only one answer he could give politically.

The first Maou.

He did not feel the need to elaborate on that answer. Any of those from the Shin Makoku would know the reason was that the first Maou was the founder of their country and the reason it continued.

Where my lasers at?

Gwendal read this question several times before answering slowly.

I am not familiar with 'lasers.' Are they capable of free movement? Then they may be anywhere. If they are not, they should be where you left them, provided that they have not been absconded.

[igorofmalaria.livejournal.com]

"You say you don't know what lazers are. Where do you stand on giant robots?

Question for all prefects

[hopalongmcgurk.livejournal.com]

"If the castle was on fire and you could only save one person and one object, who and what would you save and why?"

Re: Question for all prefects

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"I would save whoever was unable to save themselves. And my cat, Masuyo, who is not an object, of course, but for the purposes of the question, she's what I value most."

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

Mikami was relieved to see that at least four of the starter questions were actually relevant. He hadn't had much confidence in this being a proper debate. His voice was confident and steady as he answered, nothing in his manner betraying just how desperately he wanted to be chosen. This was it, his chance to mean something to this world. He'd have prayed for it, if there'd been anyone left to hear him.

"How will I make my House a better place? By promoting the virtues Hufflepuff represents - justice, diligence and loyalty. I would encourage my fellow students to uphold these values and take pride in belonging to a house which embodies them.

I served as class president throughout elementary and middle school, so yes, I am experienced. It was many years ago now, but the lessons I learned from those days have remained with me all my life."

He hesitated for a moment before answering the next one, but he couldn't claim to be upholding Hufflepuff values if he wasn't going to answer honestly. Well, truthfully. There was no need to bring up the part about the lessons of his childhood having made him into a serial killer.

"How do I get along with the members of my House? I - must confess that I don't know many of them as well as I should, yet. But if I am elected Prefect, I will do my best to encourage my fellow students and to help whoever needs me.

If I were to..." He cut that one off. "I've had the honour of being trained in self-defence by Sanada Yukimura, so I suppose I already have the answer to this question. I'm willing to endure whatever it takes in order to prevail in the future, however arduous the lesson may be." There, he'd managed to make that one make sense.

"A hero? Winston Churchill, who is a figure I've long admired for his courage and determination. A man who lead a small nation against tremendous odds, and vowed never to surrender to evil.

And, finally -" He considered the last question for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm afraid I have nothing to say about the lasers. Thank you."

[ringo-raver.livejournal.com]

A rather meddlesome shinigami hovered behind Mikami.

"Hey Mikami. How does it feel to be the prettiest boy in the school?"

[shoggies.livejournal.com]

A swarm of Shoggies slither up, mumbling about how it's 'sooo cool' to go up on a stage and talk to people. They don't understand what prefect elections are, but, presume it's important. Several glance at Skwisgaar Skwigelf, and another couple look to Raistlin, and others to Smaug, for encouragement. They do not understand that they are running 'against' anyone, and think they are participating in some cool group activity. Eventually, Shoggy 10 pipes up.

Shoggy 10: "We're goings to make the House a better place! We're reallies good at buildings!"

Shoggy 4.6: "We'll haves the chickens, and eyesball sandwiches, and hamsburgers, and paper hats for everysone!"

Shoggy 9: "We'll make the House better with lots of stones! We can stack them, and we can make them into shapes, and we can build whole cities!"

Shoggy 4.6: (to another Shoggie) "Has we ever been experienced?"

Shoggy 7: "I have experienced paper hats! Master Raistlin made them for us, and now we know how to make them too."

Shoggy 18: "I has been experienced! Master Skwisgaar gave us the eyesball sandwiches, and they were sooo 'yum yum'!"

Shoggy 3: "We're sooo good at the teamswork! We builds all sorts of stuffs for the Great Old Ones."

Shoggy 25: "And we can make as many of us as we need! Look!"

Shoggy 25 starts to quiver in concentration, and with a squelch, tears into two Shoggies.

Shoggy 25 and Shoggy 25 1/2: (simultaneously) "See! It's good teamswork!"

Shoggy 13 3/4: "When I didn't have an eye, Shoggy gave me one!"

Shoggy 10: "I don'ts have an ass! Somesone give me an ass!"

Considering the Shoggies are amorphous pink masses of eyeballs and unspeakable organs, the lack of any visible asses is a common trait. They all glance at each other in concern, as it appears they may fail this question.

Shoggy 25 & 25 1/2: "We don't have asses either! Why can't we have an ass?"

The Shoggies lament their lack of asses amongst themselves for a while, and nudge Shoggy 18 forward to give their answer.

Shoggy 18: "We don't have asses now, but we can gets you an ass if you needs one. But it's goings to still be attached to the cultist, okays?"

At the next question they all became excited, and, all began talking over each other.

Shoggy 10: Mys hero is Master Skwisgaar! He gives us eyesball sandwiches, and makes us adoptionative and he's sooo cool!

Shoggy 4.6: "Master Skwisgaar is mys hero too! He's sooo cool and sooo nice to us! He gave us a brothers, Fatty Ding Dongs! He lives free with the kitties!"

Shoggy 13 3/4: "Master Smaug! Master Smaug is my hero! He's sooo cool! We're going to build stuff for him, tunnels and temples and stuff like that! Master Smaug can breathe fire!

Shoggy 7: "Mine is Master Raistlin! He made us paper hats! And we're learning about collecting stuffs, because Master Raistlin is sooo smart!

Shoggy 7 is still wearing a paper hat. So are a few other Shoggies.

Shoggy 25: "And the Sorting Hat! The Hat's sooo cool, because this is the best summoning ever. We get chickens!"

Shoggy 13: "Don't forget Master Cthulhoo! He's sooo cool! He's waiting for the stars to be right! Then he'll wake up and rule again, and it'll be sooo much fun!"

Shoggy 10: "Where's our lasers at?"

Shoggy 13 3/4: "I DON'T KNOW!!!"

Shoggy 13 3/4's panic is contagious. The Shoggies swarm about, looking for lasers, with many shouts of "There's not lasers here!" "I can'ts find the lasers heres, why cant's we find the lasers?" "Somesone help us find the lasers!" "Maybe we can build a laser!" This all goes on for a while, until the Shoggies eventual decide that they aren't finding any. After a few moments, Shoggy 13 slides back to the microphone.

Shoggy 13: "We can't finds the lasers! We can build a laser, and will let you know when it's done!"

Shoggy 10: "And don't forgets that Skwisgaar Skwigelf is sooo cool, votes for him! And votes for Toki! He's dildos."

Shoggy 13 3/4: "And Smaug! He breathes fire and knows sooo much stuff!"

Shoggy 7: "And votes for Master Raistlin! He makes the best paper hats ever!"

The swarm of Shoggies quiets, having answered all the questions, and squelch off the stage, splitting up to join their heroes or wander through the crowd.

[elfkameo.livejournal.com]

Kameo stepped up to the Shoggies, considering transforming into her large Shoggy to make them comfortable. Eh, nah; she still couldn't talk in that form.

"What things do you plan to build for Hufflepuff?" Kameo asked, curious about what they would provide. "How fast do you build things?"

Amaranth takes the stage again

[nerdsexgoddess.livejournal.com]

After some time, the nymph made her way onto the stage, even though she'd had her turn.

"I just want to announce," she said, looking over the throng of students in the Great Hall, "That I have decided to decline the nomination of prefect. I think being a prefect is a great leadership opportunity, and a great self-esteem builder, and I think some other people should get to become leaders. Which is why I am throwing my support behind the best candidate for the job. He's cute, he's earnest, and he has great hair! So... Hufflepuffs! Go vote Teru Mikami for prefect! Thank you."

She bowed and exited, revealing that her sandwich board now bore a sign reading, Vote Teru Mikami for Hufflepuff prefect!

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

The best candidate for the job was currently paralysed with shock. By the time he'd recovered and managed to close his mouth again it was already too late to say anything. Not that he could think of a coherent response, apart from something along the lines of 'for the last time, this isn't a beauty contest', and if he said that it would seem as though he thought people really might vote him in on his looks. Which was clearly an absurd suggestion.

He closed his eyes, one hand going to his forehead. This was going to be a long debate.

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

I'm nominated? I'm nominated! Wow!

...Oh. Um. Laura Palmer, reporting for debate.

1) Umm. I could...redecorate the common room, if you guys want?

2) Oh honey. Am I ever!

3) Pretty well, I guess. Nobody's said anything to make me think otherwise.

4) Do I have to get my ass kicked? Is that like part of the job? Ummm...I think I'll go with Tako the Octopus. With all those legs, he'd at least get it over with quick.

5) Agent Dale Cooper, FBI, currently popcorn. He solved my murder case...thoroughly.

6) Right where you left them. Duh.

[fields-4ever.livejournal.com]

"Oh, goodness," the redhead said to the girl she'd met at her sorting. "Aren't you nervous?"

[isnotabumblebee.livejournal.com]

Toki Wartooth glowered at Skwisgaar through the majority of his speech. When his turn came, he wandered onto the stage, a bit hesitantly for someone used to performing in front of immense crowds. This wasn't quite the same as a concert, though, those were easy. This was much more challenging, as, although he hadn't openly admitted it, he wanted his old prefect job back very badly. He could make the school and even better place, after all! And not just with food libraries! It was probably good that Hogwarts was unaware of how he ended up handling his job when Nathan became governor of Florida- it mainly consisted of enjoying ordering his underlings around far too much (to the point of getting a boner over it).

He tapped at the microphone. "Is this on? Is on, okays. . ." He figured that some sort of introduction was important- Hogwarts should know who he was, in his opinion, but yet he had to keep introducing himself. "I'm Toki Wartooth, and I'm the rhythm guitarists for Dethklok."

"Hows I gonna make Hufflepoofs House a better place? Because I have the totally awesome ideas! You been to the food libraries? I came ups with those, not Skwisgaar! He might haves told me what they were called, but I came ups with putting them in Hufflepoofs. And now you all has a food libraries, so you don't have to worries about not having foods. And I'm gonna make it betters, and put in a Dethklok merchandises section, and gonna adds a liquor libraries!"

"You bets I'm experienced! I'm the second fastest guitarist in the worlds! And I've been the prefects alreadies, and did a good job, cause yous got food libraries now, right?"

"And teamswork, that's importants! We couldn't have the band without the teamswork. And we're the biggest band in the worlds, gots the most fans, so that means we have the best teamswork."

"I don't want to get my ass kicked by no ones! And I'm not goings to! Because I do the ass-kickings!" The first thought that had really come to mind was Skwisgaar, as if anyone was to kick his ass he'd rather it be him, but, he wasn't going to admit this in front of a crowd. He wasn't going to admit that he might get his ass kicked by anyone, at all. "When we wokes up that lake troll in Finlands, it didn't kick our ass! We kicked that guy's ass! And there was this straight-edge asshole douchebag at the Snakes n' Barrels show, and he wouldn't leave me alones! So you know whats I do? I kicked his ass! I smashed his dumb face in! I beats his ass good! He's deads now, I think."

Toki had gotten almost disturbingly enthusiastic about the last question, and paused a moment, calming down. "Who is my heroes. . . " He unconsciously looked at Skwisgaar, but, he was not about to answer that Skwisgaar was his hero in front of people. "I would haves to say. . . Dimneld Selftkark, my pianos teacher." Who was actually a guitar teacher who taught him nothing as he never practiced, but never mind that. "He was likes a father to me, but then he died. . ." Toki cast his gaze to the floor, looking distraught, but then he remembered the next question.

"And lasers? I tells you where my lasers at! We're gonna built the best lasers ever for Hufflepoofs House! And we can use thems when we has a Dethklok concert, just for yous! We use lasers lots at our shows, because lasers are cool! Once, we were performings with the Londons Phils-harm-onica Orchestras and we had the reallies cool lasers, and our son, Fatty Ding Dongs, he goes messing arounds with it, and it sliced up the whole orchestra! It was brutal, you should haves seen its! Fatty Ding Dongs lives free with the kitties nows, he never gots housebroken very good, and we gots him neutered and everything. But lasers. . .yeah. Lasers. We's gonna have so many lasers!"

"So please votes for me, because I'm the best prefects, and you'll get liquor libraries and reallies cool lasers!"

[best-guitarist.livejournal.com]

"How's it feels to be such a big liars!" Skwisgaar heckled. "And dat crusty guy yous hads de very specials relationships with was yours guitars teacher, idiot. And bys de way, he was totallies dildos, I thinks you knows it. He taught you hows to unlearn de guitars."

[precisely-split.livejournal.com]

Chiri somehow got her hands on a school uniform and make it suitable for her House as it would not be proper to wear the school uniform of another school while she is a student of Hogwarts. When her turn to speak came she spoke completely seriously even though technically there's only two candidates for the two positions of Bitchiwitch so she wouldn't have to say anything and still be able to take the position. She does this because it would only be proper to do so.

"I would preform my duties as prefect perfectly and would not clutter the House with unneeded trivialities!"

"I acted as a class president in the absence of the presence of the real one back home."

"I have not met all of them personally, but Death the Kid and I get along well and I nominated the Raptor to work as a prefect along with me."

"If I were to get my ass kicked by anyone, I would want someone worthy of being my rival in a fight to be that person! I could not let such a thing go if that person could not properly defend his or herself!"

"I am self motivated as most that would call themselves heroes fail to meet my absolute standards! As for someone I highly respect, that would be my teacher, Mr. Despair. Why he is would be too personal a question to answer properly in a debate!"

"Perhaps you accidentally threw out your lasers as you disposed of your work, as mentioned in the application."

Michael Scott for Slytherin, Part 1!

[office-michael.livejournal.com]

Kojiro's owl with the notification of his nomination for Prefect had arrived not long after Michael had returned to Hogwarts from his pride-parade-hopping trip abroad (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1831385.html#cutid5), and the news had taken him by surprise: He thought he had already been a Prefect all this time, what the hell?! He had run in the previous election (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1107365.html?thread=55877797#t55877797), and he had won, dammit! Except neither of these things had really, officially happened, but that hadn't stopped Michael from believing them this whole time.

Corporate. It had to be. They were trying to strip him of his title, and he would have to fight to earn it back! There was no way he was going to let the Toby Flendersons of this world win, and so with great purpose in his step, he marched straight to the Great Hall.

"Gooooooooooood morning HOGSMEADE-ET-NAM!" he blasted into the microphone, his volume building with each syllable. "I~~~ am Michael Scott, and I would like to start off by saying this: SUCK IT, TOBY! You're the office Dementor, sucking out everyone's happiness and trying to make us depressed and joyless in our lives. You even smell like rotten flesh and dirty clothes. But I~~ will not let you kiss me and suck out my soul. I am the Slytherin Prefect, and I will continue to be the Slytherin Prefect, and if that means I have to expecto my foot in your patronum until I take my last dying breath, I will, SO HELP ME, GOD!"

Never mind that Toby hadn't even shown up at Hogwarts the whole time Michael had been there. He paused to catch his breath.

"And now, to remind everyone who is not Toby why you chose me as your Prefect, I will answer the debate questions. Even though I shouldn't have to, because I am already the Slytherin Prefect. So. How will I make the House a better place? Simple answer: I won't. Because it already is the best place it can be, because I'm the Prefect." If that wasn't some flawless logic, Michael didn't know what was.

"Second. Am I or have I ever been experienced? The answer is...it depends. It depends on gender. I did and/or was done by four women, including Jan Levinson, formerly Jan Levinson-Gould." Wait, gah, that sounded paltry. "I mean, four...tee. Forty women." Better. "Or maybe even four hundred, if you count experiences that will happen in the future."

He cleared his throat. "But I am not nor have ever been experienced with the less fairer sex, because I am holding out for my fiancé, Tinky Winky, who will deflower my anus gently within the sacred circle of marriage.

"Moving on. How do I get along with members of my house? The answer is, like a boss and a best friend and a lover and a comedian, all rolled into one. I am everyone's inspiration. When people feel lost or confused or horny or depressed, who do they come to? They come to me. Because I am like the father of the Slytherin family. Or maybe the godfather. 'Are you tawlkin' ta me?'" The mafioso accent was pretty crappy. "Yeah, I say. I'm talkin' to you, and I'm making a better day for you and me."

Michael pulled a lighter out of his pocket, ignited it high above his head and began to sing. "Because we are the wooooooooorld, we are the Slytheriiiiiins! We are the ones who make a brighter dungeon, that's how we're liviiiiiiin'! There's a choiiiiiiice you're making, you're voting for Prefeeeeeects. It's true you'll make the smartest choice if you vote for meeeeeee!"

Michael Scott for Slytherin, Part 2!

[office-michael.livejournal.com]

When the echoes of his tune had died down, he continued. "Numero quattro. Ass kicking. Wouldn't happen. I'm too tough. But if it did, it would be Tinky Winky, because he's going to deflower me in that region. Which is why he is also the answer to number five: Who is my hero? No one else in the world will treat my anus the way Tinky Winky will, and if that isn't a reason for choosing a hero, I don't know what is. Also, I pick Jamie Kennedy because he's funny, Ashton Kutcher because he looks kind of like Ryan Howard, Ryan Howard because he looks exACTly like Ryan Howard, and Eddie Murphy because he's black." It was important to cover all bases!

"O~~~K. Last question. Where my lasers at?" Michael really didn't understand this, but there was no way he was going to let on. There was only one way out of this bind.

"That's what SHE said!"

After a pause while he waited for laughter, he added, "I will now answer any questions you would like to lob at your fearless Slytherin Prefect."

Because brawling Scandinavians wasn't enough, now you get the Dragon vs. Elf Lords.

[bar-en-lothglor.livejournal.com]

((Co-written with Elrond/Elric's player, so their involvement is with permission of course. And as of now Elrond and Glorfindel are both disqualified. XD))

Glorfindel and Elrond, both resplendent in courtly Elvish attire fitting for the occasion, arrived arm-in-arm, murmuring to each other in quiet tones as they made their way through the crowd. Elrond had even polished his circlet for the occasion, and let Glorfindel decorate his hair with a few flowers, although as usual he felt that the other looked far more stunning than himself. They'd mutually decided they owed it to Legolas and his faith in them to fulfill their duties as nominees, and intended to answer all questions to the best of their ability, no matter how silly they were bound to be. Glorfindel would have almost preferred declining his nomination in order to fully support Elrond (and needless to say, he'd be voting for Elrond regardless), but he hardly wanted to disappoint Legolas—and he did feel deeply honoured by the prince's nomination. Elrond felt precisely the same way- he'd rather have just declined to support Glorfindel, but neither of them could let down the trust of Thranduil's son.

The moment Glorfindel caught sight of the unmistakable form of Smaug, however, wearing his hoard on his belly and towering above everyone in the Great Hall, all of his plans evaporated like so much mist in the sun. Elrond had known Glorfindel for millennia, and as soon as he noted Smaug- a second after Glorfindel- he knew precisely what his friend was about to do, and his hand went to the hilt of his sword.

Glorfindel's sword was drawn in a heartbeat, the blade a flashing, luminescent blue as he charged the dragon, and Elrond was right beside his old friend but a few seconds later. There wasn't even time for him to think about the madness of charging at Smaug with a couple of swords. Despite the potency of their blades, they weren't ideal weapons to approach a dragon with, lacking the reach of a long, sturdy spear or lance. To Smaug, with his vision not so unlike that of the First Born, the figure of Glorfindel was as a blinding light burning his eyes, Elrond a fainter one due to the Valar blood in his veins, and he recoiled, rearing onto his hind legs and spreading his massive wings as far as the room would allow. A jet of green dragonfire immediately followed, directed solely at the Elf Lords.

The flames were parted and drawn away the moment they made contact with Glorfindel's sword, leaving him unscathed but for the intense heat billowing in their wake. Elrond's weapon was likewise a guard against the dragon's magical furnace, and he kept close on Glorfindel's heels. Undeterred, Glorfindel continued his charge until one of the more suicidal house-elves dived for his feet and managed to cling to his ankle, apparating him out of the Great Hall. Two other house-elves threw themselves at Elrond, one hugging his leg and the other getting tangled in his cloak; he too was apparated out. The house-elves were much swifter than Elric, who happened to be present- not because he was on the accursed Sparklypoo ballot, but because he'd convinced Mr. Wednesday to nominate Smaug. He'd been sulking behind the dragon, and he'd only caught a glimpse of the charging Elves before Smaug spread his wings- but it was enough of a glimpse to etch the pair in his memory. Fortunately, he never got a chance to draw Stormbringer before they vanished- as Elric never saw the house-elves, he figured Smaug had used an impressive bit of magic on them.

None of the other house-elves dared approach Smaug for the same treatment, but after several moments he lowered his forelegs back to the ground and drew his wings in of his own accord, realising the threat had passed. Elric was not so relaxed- after hollering, "And let none forget what happens to those who dare to provoke the ire of Smaug the Magnificent!", he paced around the dragon for a few moments before deciding no one could possibly be stupid enough to try that again, and returned to his sulking. As Smaug got settled again, he was watching his minion Elric with a decidedly pleased expression.

Because brawling Scandinavians wasn't enough, now you get the Dragon vs. Elf Lords.

[bar-en-lothglor.livejournal.com]

Glorfindel managed to make even tripping look graceful as he sprawled on the lawn outside the castle, the terrified house-elf still clinging to him. When Elrond appeared a second later and similarly spilled into the grass, landing nearly on top of his friend with both of his house-elves also still clinging to him, Glorfindel simply couldn't help himself—he burst into laughter. Elrond rolled over onto the grass, momentarily surprised by the sudden dislocation. Sitting up, Glorfindel brushed the grass from his tunic and glanced at where his sword lay smouldering on the lawn. As Elrond resumed a more dignified sitting position than a confused sprawl, he noticed that his own blade lay a couple feet away.

"Well!" Glorfindel exclaimed, smiling brightly at his companion, his look one of open affection. "That was remarkably fun."

Elrond's shocked expression was immediately replaced by laughter, more mirth upon his features than had been there in many long years. "Indeed it was, my friend," he replied, smiling fondly at Glorfindel.

Neither of them appeared to be missing any limbs, and a quick inspection of Glorfindel's face proved only the points of his ears and jaw to be singed—they were injuries that would easily be healed by Elrond, not even a challenge. Nearly getting to fight a dragon with his dearest friend at his side was certainly more than worth it. For his part, the Lord of Imladris had a bit of singed hair, and a couple of the flowers had burned off- also a very fair trade for a chance to face Smaug with Glorfindel.

The trembling house-elves were slowly staggering to their feet by then. "You're both disqualified!" one of them squawked indignantly, and the other two very vocally agreed as Glorfindel fell back into the grass, laughing even harder. Elrond collapsed into laughter along with him, entirely pleased to have attended the prefect debates- it had been much more fun than he'd anticipated. He could worry about Glorfindel running off into the woods for a repeat encounter with Smaug later.

[apex-raptor.livejournal.com]

((More fun cowritten tags! Skwis-mun also approved that last part, about the raptor attacking Skwisgaar in the future. =P Reposted to add something.))

Let it never be said that the raptor hadn't tried.

Jasper coaxed the raptor (who was even wearing a tie for the occasion) up onto the stage, introduced him as "the raptor of Bitchiwitch", and was kind enough to read the questions for him, even pausing after each one to wait for the raptor's response, which generally took the form of growls and chirps and the occasional roar. Until the raptor lost interest, anyway, and simply started nuzzling Jasper affectionately while making a quiet growling 'purr' sound.

With a shrug, Jasper led the dinosaur back off the stage, thinking he'd better find out what a prefect's duties were himself so he could help the raptor if he won.

Jasper stayed with him as they listened to a few of the other candidates making their speeches. The appearance of one Toki Wartooth, representing Jasper's own House, drew a particularly excited growl from the raptor, and Jasper figured that was as good an indication as any for who he should vote for. He'd actually liked Mikami's earlier speech and how the boy presented himself—until the blond kid had exposed the fact he'd apparently been some kind of crazy religious zealot murderer, anyway.

So maybe Toki lacked Mikami's eloquence, but Jasper thought he made up for it with genuine enthusiasm and, you know, not being an insane murderer—and then Toki was launching himself off the stage and beating Skwisgaar to death.

Being in Hufflepuff sucked.

He caught the distressed raptor just before he could charge over and help his adopted 'baby', and was thankfully saved from having to intervene when Nathan pulled Toki away. Unfortunately, based on Toki's confusing actions, the raptor would be attacking Skwisgaar on sight in the future.