Application: Discord, the Xenaverse

[chaoswithawhip.livejournal.com]

Where was this? It looked vaguely like The Halls of War, with the stone walls and flaming torches, but the feel was entirely wrong. The energies were completely unfamiliar, in fact, and Discord didn't like that one bit. She was supposed to cause confusion, not suffer from it! She wasn't sure how she'd gotten here (she didn't remember being invited to any decadent Olympian revels, and if it had been good enough to forget, she'd have at least a headache) but there was no reason to stick around. Time to teleport elsewhere.

...and it didn't work.

With a shriek of displeasure, she stalked around the room, taking in her surroundings. For some reason she'd neglected the desk with the scroll on it earlier. Scroll, pen, definitely some sort of enchantment... well, there was nothing else to do.




State your full name.
"Discord. Goddess of Chaos. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

Yep, it was that sort of scroll. The quill reproduced her words faithfully. More proof that wherever she was, she wasn't in the grip of ordinary mortals. As if they could hold her.

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
Someone else's. Preferably snatched from another god's offerings. No, she wasn't going to set that on paper.

"Xynomyzithra. You know, the stuff they make in Crete? Why, you looking to build me a shrine?"

A shrine to her. Now, that would be a splendid thing. Gotta act goddessly...

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
"Oh, really." She lifted one hand, buffed it against the bodice of her leather corset, and held out her fingers. "Kill someone directly? I might break a nail."

3. What time is it where you are?
"If you're the one who trapped me here," she snarled, "It's too late." Hurriedly, she remembered the image she was trying to project and gave a little laugh, trying to pass it off as a joke.

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.
Interesting question. "I like that name, 'Sirius Black'. Sounds a little dangerous. Does he live up to it?"

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.
That was odd. And bartending... so not her thing. Still, if it was in interest of gaining worshippers...

"Styx. It doesn't get much darker than that."

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.
'Mythology'. Not a concept Discord cared for. Mortals gossiping about their betters. Pathetic, really.

"It's simple. Have them fight it out, and find someone more interesting while they're distracted."

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.
"Do I look like a scribe?" Discord sniffed, then shrugged. "Maybe you're under a curse. Defile any sacred groves lately?"

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.
"Useless?" She spun, showing off her trim figure clad in her customary strappy corset and leather miniskirt that so many mortals seemed to copy. And in case being a fashion plate wasn't enough (that was more Aphrodite's gig, anyway), she raised a hand and sent a blue-white bolt of energy to incinerate one of the threadbare tapestries that lined the wall. She couldn't resist a satisfyingly wicked chuckle at that.


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.
That restriction was an annoyance. Where was the fun in being a deity (even a minor one) without the threat of godly wrath?

"Got any enemies?" She shrugged. "I'm good at sowing dissent among enemies."




I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. __Discord__________
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. yeah, right __Discord_________.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___Discord________.
One day, marmalade Chaos will rule the world. __Discord___________

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[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

Kuronue was one very amused demon. He didn't know where to start, her wardrobe or her answers to some of the questions.

He hadn't met a goddess before, but he didn't let that deter him. His fingers itched and so he crossed his arms over his chest to keep himself from fidgeting too much.

"I'm not the one who put you in here," he said first, in case she decided that he was before he had the chance to say otherwise. He couldn't help the grin that pulled at his lips, flashing the tips of his small fangs. "How would you go about killing someone indirectly?" he asked, genuinely interested.

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Well. Company. Discord circled Kuronue, eyeing him appraisingly. She wasn't sure what he was; even more unnerving, and she didn't like that. But she maintained what she hoped was a knowing grin.

"You've heard the concept of 'whispering poison in someone's ear'? Why get rid of people one by one when you can do it in bulk?"

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He turned his head to follow her with his eyes when he could, tapping one of his fingers against his arm. He let her circle him, not minding all that much, though he was weary of an attack. The tapestry was still smouldering quietly. "Ah, but there's something to be said for the intimacy of death. Indirect methods are impersonal." Not that he was trying to prove her wrong or anything.

His eyes sunk to what was shown of her legs, then he forced himself to look up to her again. His grin widened just slightly. "Welcome to Hogwarts, Discord," he said.

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"Death is for when you're tired of intimacy," she said, preening a little at his apparent appreciation. Nothing wrong with that sort of attention, as long as they knew who was in charge. And the wings were interesting. Much more her style than Cupid's wussy little puffballs.

"So is Hogwarts a location or an organization?" Weird name for a cult, but you never know.

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His eyebrows rose. She had an ego that rivalled his. Only hers showed a little more. "Hogwarts is a school for wizards, and witches. Most of us here don't belong to this dimension. The Hat brought you here to be a student...attending classes are not necessary however. If you want to blame someone, blame the Hat."

He was interested to see her reaction but amused himself with trying to figure out how the hell her corset worked. He liked charming people into his bed, and this one's power tasted so very lovely on his tongue.

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"A... hat." It was difficult not to laugh. "Is it some god's hat? Trying to start some kind of collection?" Maybe a touch of flattery would be a good idea... "A custom made pantheon, with him on top?"

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He shook his head. "As far as I know it's just a hat. A crazy hat, but just a hat. One that floats, talks and is the overlord of the school. Nothing godly about it." The last bit is said a bit quietly because...well he was paranoid and somewhat worried. Meeting the hat once was enough.

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"A hat that's more powerful than a god." She crossed her arms and pouted. "There's got to be something behind that. Someone pulling the strings." Discord pursed her lips and began pacing. "Some ambitious mortal who's gotten hold of a powerful artifact, maybe..."

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"Usually, that's the case. I'm told that the hat was created by wizards however. Their magic is rather varied and prone to...well discord." He grinned.

She had such a pretty little pout. He dropped his hands to his thighs and tilted his head a little. "You'll see him for yourself when you meet him before you're allowed to leave this room."

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The slight pun on her name prompted a grin. Wings, fangs, and the apparent touch of flirtation; amusing company for now, at least.

"Entertaining confusion, then? That might be worth watching."

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"Oh yes, very worth it. Just don't kiss him." He grimaced at the memory. Sweaty leather was okay, in fact he had something of a fetish for it, but not when it came from an insane sentient hat.

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"Why would I kiss a hat?" She wrinkled her nose. "Is that another spell on it?"

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"I made the mistake of offering a kiss as a bribe when I first came here. That had been a mistake." He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement at her reaction.

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That was the sort of bribe Aphrodite might have offered. She hoped she wasn't talking to someone as vapid as her.

"It sounds like you deserved it, then."

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He snorted. "I did offer it as a joke." He pulled the rock from his leathers and held it up to the light. The diamond was about the size of a thumbnail and was very not his. "This was meant to be my real bribe, but as you can see, no one took me up on it. They all took the kiss. They're all good hearted little humans."

He sneered a little then smoothed his face out. Most of them weren't all that bad, but he was still unused to the odd sort of peace at Hogwarts. Hopefully Discord could help his lose the sense of boredom this place inspired. He missed the chaotic nature of Makai sometimes.

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The sneer that left his face found a ready home on hers. "Good-hearted humans? You would have had more fun hiding in the rafters and tossing that pretty on the floor in the middle of a bunch of them to watch them scramble."

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"I wouldn't have got any answers if I had." He shrugged, nonplussed. "I was counting on their greed, but they surprised me." The diamond went back into his pocket, under the white cloth wrap around his waist.

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"Most of them try to hide their greed," she said offhandedly. "But if you left it unguarded in a common place it wouldn't be there for long."

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He hummed in agreement, thinking of the warning he'd received earlier to not touch food left in the Great Hall. Maybe he'd try it one day. "Perhaps," he offered. He knew that it certainly have worked amongst demons.

"I'm Kuronue by the way," he added after a beat when he realised he hadn't given his name.

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Discord, of course, would recommend laying a curse on the gem before leaving it for the unwary.

"Well, hey, Kuronue." No point in introducing herself; he knew her name. "You're the first one to greet me here. Some people think that could be some sort of omen."

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He chuckled. "It could be. Whether it is a good or a bad omen is up to you entirely," he said, trying not to leer. If this place wasn't so public he'd be trying to back her into a corner and er, get to know her a little better, but as it stood he merely admired from afar. Kurama would kill him if he attempted something of the sort again, especially after Kusu-chan. He was still waiting for a confrontation about that.

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"I make my own omens," she sniffed, posing a little for his benefit. Chaotic or not, it was good to have allies, even if they were only tenuous ones, and this was a start.

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"Of course, Discord." There just a slight lilt of teasing in his tone. "I will admit to being rather hopeful that's it's a good omen. I'm partial to your patronage, after all."

The posing worked. He stared then smiled at her.

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"Oh? Do you fancy yourself a devotee?" There was a teasing tone to her voice. This was sweet-talking, from her.

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"I wouldn't call myself a devotee," not yet anyway, "but I like raising a little hell every now and then." If it pissed off Kusuriyuri then it was a bonus.

Alliance with her was seeming better and better by the second.