Application: Road Kamelot, D.Gray-man

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

One moment Road was frolicing in the Kamelot Manor garden, and then she was somewhere completely different. The apparent little girl looked around with a puzzled frown - she had not gone through one of her doors, the ones that acted as portals to wherever she desired, and she had not been anywhere near Noah's Ark, so how...?

"Papa?" she called. "Tyki? Anyone?"

Her frown deepened when there was no reply. She reached out with her mind, attempting to summon one of her doors, but the connection was not there. She was trapped.

She examined her surroundings more closely, and noticed for the first time the desk with the parchment, quill and inkwell atop it. She walked over to take a look. A questionnaire, huh? Normally she wasn't one for things like homework - who would be when they could make their family do it for them? - but she didn't exactly have anything else to do. She reached for the quill, but it sprung up before she laid a finger on it, dipped itself into the inkwell, and hovered over the parchment in readiness for her dictation.

"Handy," she commented, and the quill transcribed the word onto the parchment.



State your full name.

"Road Kamelot."

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

She tilted her head thoughtfully.

"Does cheesecake count? If it doesn't... I prefer sweet cheeses."

She may not have been as much of a sweet tooth as Skin, but that didn't mean that she never seriously considered living soley on candy and the like.

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

Her eyes almost seemed to flash gold for a moment as the hint of a wicked smile flittered briefly across her face, but then her eyes were wide and innocent and most assuredly not gold, and she was certainly not smiling.

"I'm just a little girl," she said. "Why would I kill anyone?"

She knew nothing about this place or its inhabitants, and until she did she would keep up the innocent facade she was well-accustomed to.

3. What time is it where you are?

She pursed her lips a little and cocked an eyebrow at the parchment.

"How could I know that when I don't even know where I am?"

She didn't really expect an answer, and just as expected none was given.

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.

"What's the Order of the Phoenix, and who are Albus Dumbledore and Sirius Black?"

She wondered if Allen Walker was a part of the Order of the Phoenix. She didn't think he was, but she knew what her answer would be if he was. She preferred more romantic terms than 'sexually harass' to describe her advances towards Allen, but... Whatever works...

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.

"I don't bartend. But if I did, it'd be called, um, Obscured Dreams." She smiled a little as she said the name. People sometimes came to bars to forget, to obscure memories and dreams, and she, Noah's Dreams, would be obscured by the darkness as she bartended.

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 know any of those people or their circumstances."

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.

She rolled her eyes discreetly. "It's probably because of your job. Maybe you should get a new secretary."

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.

Her eyes narrowed a little before she leaned over the desk with a giggle. "I'm good at coming up with new games, fun ones," she said. "I can show you if you agree to be my... playmate." Her smile appeared sweet for the most part, but if one looked closely they may have seen something almost sinister under the surface.

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.

She reached slowly up to her neck and untied the red ribbon there. She didn't know what squibbing was, but... "You can have this ribbon, and, um, hang on..." She pulled out a handful of candy, and then slipped half of it back into her pocket. "You can have this candy too, I suppose."

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

Comments

[braveexplorer.livejournal.com]

Coraline watched Road answer the questions, frowning. She seemed mostly like an ordinary girl, but, Coraline was looking closely, close enough to tell what was wrong about her smile and her eyes. It was easier to recognise something like that once you'd seen it before. Like a woman who wasn't quite your mother, or a dolls' tea party with a pit trap beneath it.

She took a deep breath, pulled her knitted Viking helmet down on her head, and stepped forward to greet Road. Coraline was deputy prefect. She had to protect the school from monsters. "Hi," she said, in her own just-a-girl voice. "I'm Coraline. What sort of games do you like?"

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road smiled at the other girl, a seemingly friendly smile. "Nice to meet you, Coraline. I like all sorts of games, but I especially like playing with dolls."

Of course, the dolls she liked best were rather more realistic than what most girls played with, curtesy of being real people, and her favorite games involved blood and insanity, but she didn't plan to let Coraline know about that just yet.

[braveexplorer.livejournal.com]

Yes, Coraline thought, I bet you do. She couldn't prove anything yet, though. "Dolls are okay," she said, casually. "But I like exploring games best. Like hide-and-seek, or going on scavenger hunts. I like finding hidden things."

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road bobbed her head in agreement. "Hide-and-seek can be fun. I like being 'it'." Especially when the one she was seeking was terrified had something terribly important at stake, like their life. It added that important bit of flavour and excitement to the game that was just right.

"I only do scavenger hunts if the thing I'm looking for is worth finding." She paused somewhat dramatically before saying the next bit; "Like candy!"

[braveexplorer.livejournal.com]

"Hmm." Coraline pondered what to say next. She couldn't just come out and accuse Road of being evil and creepy based on a smile, and Road hadn't said anything wrong yet... no, she had, hadn't she? Just one thing. "I think it's better not to know what you're looking for, sometimes. It makes things more interesting. By the way..."

She leaned forward a little, lowering her voice, as if they were sharing secrets. "You shouldn't tell people you're just a little girl. Not if they weren't already wondering. It might make them suspicious."

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road smiled. Such a smart girl, she might be worth playing with after all.

"But I am a little girl, Coraline. Why shouldn't I say so?"

[braveexplorer.livejournal.com]

"You can say it if you want," Coraline told her. Her voice didn't change, despite the uncomfortable squirmy feeling in her stomach. Road hadn't tried to sound confused, like someone who was just a little girl, and that meant she didn't mind Coraline knowing... "But it's a bit pointless. There are all kinds of people here from all different worlds. We're usually good at seeing who people are."

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

There was one thing from Coraline's speech that caught Road's attention more than the rest... "Different worlds, huh? Care to elaborate?"

[nordic-stoic.livejournal.com]

"C'n I h've s'me candy?" Sweden asked politely, though you wouldn't know from his death glare.

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road smiled sweetly in the face of the man's death glare, acting as though she hadn't noticed. In any case, it didn't really bother her beyond a vague curiosity for its reason.

"Only if you explain to me what 'squibbing' is."

[nordic-stoic.livejournal.com]

"S'when they vote t'make you l've th'school."

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road nodded. "Very well, as promised." She held out a couple of wrapped toffees to him. "So we're able to leave, just like that?"

Vote:Hufflepuff

[nordic-stoic.livejournal.com]

Sweden shook his head as he pocketed one and began unwrapping the other. "We have t'vote on wh'th'r y'stay or go, and where. Then th'Sort'ng Hat sorts you."

He then smiled as he popped the toffee in his mouth. "Th'nk you."

Re: Vote:Hufflepuff

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

"No problem. What's the Sorting Hat?"

Re: Vote:Hufflepuff

[nordic-stoic.livejournal.com]

"A hat that c'n talk and d'c'des if you stay or not."

[obsessed-asajj.livejournal.com]

Ventress pursed her lips in distaste. "When I was a girl, I killed warlords. It was no game." She spit the word. "It was murder. I savored the blood on their lips and the life leaving their eyes." She smiled coldly. "Perhaps you should think of a more appropriate bribe. What could you possibly have that I would want?"

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road pressed her finger to her lips, and for a moment it may have appeared that she was trying not to laugh.

"I don't know. Why don't you tell me what sorts of things you like?"

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

"So how about a game of Questions?" The Hat was in a sporting mood, and creased its brow in expectation.

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

So this was the talking hat Road had heard about. He could have been a lot cuter, but she supposed the talking might make up for that.

"Sure! Shall we take it in turns?"

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

"Statement! One-love." The Hat clapped its straps delightedly as it scored. "Have you ever played Questions before, little girl?"

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

Road pouted. "What?"

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

"Are you deaf?" The Hat snapped back as it drifted in a circle around Road's head, suspended by no visibly evident means.

[sadistdream.livejournal.com]

A look of delight passed over Road's face as she saw that the hat could fly after all. "Why would you think that?"

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

The Sorting Hat could do whatever it damn well pleased, or at least it was convinced it could. It was an extremely egotistical Hat, and enjoyed showing off- it didn't miss the look of delight, and bobbed and looped a bit as it spun around, offhandedly asking, "Can you repeat that?" before continuing its circling path.

Hufflepuff!

[ugly-old-hat.livejournal.com]

Your bribe has been accepted! Welcome to Hufflepuff!