application for zatanna zatara from dc and vertigo comics.

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STATE YOUR FULL NAME.
"Zatanna." A beat as she fidgets with her top hat, lifting it then letting it fall back down to her head. She runs a gloved hand down the back of her neck, and around to the side before resting her palm under her chin. She appears a bit nervous, obvious that she doesn't quite know what to expect from all of this. "Zatanna Zatara. And I'm not signing autographs today, sorry."


1. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CHEESE? WHY IS IT YOUR FAVORITE?
"You know," she begins, shifting a little in place before crossing her fishnet-clad legs in an almost shy gesture, "Most cheeses are not vegetarian because of the rennet used in it. I'm not a big cheese-eater, but I do enjoy a good Coquetdale or Tipperary Brie on occasion, particularly if paired with a nice wine." Guys, you better be taking notes. If you intend to wine and dine Zatanna, it better include actual wine (though charming conversation was always an acceptable substitute).


2. WHO WOULD YOU KILL FIRST, BARNEY OR CARROT TOP?
Zatanna's response to this question is the rising of a delicate eyebrow and a thin-lipped frown. That's all, folks.


3. WHAT TIME IS IT WHERE YOU ARE?
"Uh, right now?" Zatanna pulls her top hat off her head and flips it upside down before beginning to dig around inside of it. She reaches in to her elbow -- then nearly to her shoulder, sticking out her tongue as her brow furrows. Eventually, a happy little sound comes and she pulls out a silver pocket watch and pops it open as she returns the hat to her head with her free hand. The magician briefly peers downward before her gaze flickers back up. "Six-twenty in the morning. Why do you ask?"


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.
Crossing an arm over her chest, she brings her hand up to her face, thumb and forefinger curled against her forehead as the remainder and her palm mask her expression. "Nnnnn, seriously. What are you going on about?" Another heavy sigh as she runs her hand down her face, and she drops her arms into her lap, leaning forward. "Look, if this is one of those newfangled, popular fantasy tween things, I'm not into it. I have no opinion either way and I don't know why all of these magazines and talk show hosts and everyone keep asking me about them. They don't interest me, okay?" She offers an icy gaze that implies that no further commentary will be offered on this subject -- at least not if you want to be walking out of this room with all of your limbs intact.


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.
"...am I supposed to turn off the light when I state the name? Or do I bartend in the dark or, uh, is the bar always in the dark? More importantly, if the bar is in the dark, why don't I turn on a light?" She'd watch Jimmy mix a drink or thirty in her time and she couldn't imagine not breaking something (if not herself) if she was doing it in the dark. "Dunno. Guess I'd probably ask Jim and Danny if I could hang around the Oblivion Bar. It's my scene and all, but uh... don't really think it's ever been a viable option for an occupation." Ever.


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.
Remember that expression that she gave as a response for the second question? It's back. "Here's the thing, a person should marry whoever it is that they want to marry. That's that. I also think that if someone is having trouble deciding who to marry, that they should probably take a step back and reevaluate themselves and who and what makes them happy." And probably apologize for sleazing around, while they're at it.


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.
Zatanna is now picking at the fingers of her gloves. She isn't particularly happy with the fact that she's being uncharacteristically rude and inconsiderate (if not short in her responses), but the questions appear all meaningless and random, if not confusing or meant to confuse. "I would suggest filling it out, rather than disposing of it."


D. Hufflepuff – PROVE YOU ARE NOT USELESS.
"Listen, you--" Her fingers ball into a fist and she grits her teeth, "listen. I'm not useless, nor do I have to prove it to you." She allows herself to calm down. She's right. She didn't have to prove it to anyone but herself, so why take such offense to that statement?


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.
As she leans forward long, dark hair curtains around the sides of her face. "Everyone wants something different, you know." She finally uncrosses her legs as she gets to her feet, the light click of her heels hitting the floor as she does so. "I figure whatever a 'squib,' is, I don't want it. A bribe implies a bargain -- you tell me what you want and I'll tell you if I can give it to you." As an afterthought, she adds: "And keep it PG!" The first person to assume she's anything other than a magician was in for a very nasty surprise.



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




OOC NOTE: Zatanna is taken from the immediate ending of Blackest Night and is still under the assumption that Bruce is dead. I've read 97% of her near-sixty year history, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask away.

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Ozymandias might be surprised by that at first, but he would hug back. He would probably find himself reminiscent of Frannie should this ever occur and it was a likely fact that the longer she spoke to the young man, the more likely she was to find out how he felt. Ozymandias did not explode emotionally, but he was hardly a closed off person and some times his feelings just had a way of spilling out of his mouth.


"It's useless, I learned all the crap they teach in High School by the time I was three, Peter and Wendy could ace human high school." He grinned, he knew they were freaks, but he was also proud of his flock and their abilities, enough to shake off some of the melancholy and find a happy medium "Last thing I need to do is sit around all day and wait a single nanosecond on human high school, when my IQ is already higher than the professors. Dumb it down, don't draw attention any more than you already have with having wings. Don't show them how smart you are, how different you are. That's what the bio mom said, humans are mostly idiots, some aren't too bad."

"I wish it was real, maybe then some one could have just magically saved us." Ozymandias shrugged his shoulders as his wings rustled, the feathers fanning out some with out him noticing. He looked down to the ground "If magic was real then things that are happening in the world wouldn't really be happening. All those awesome guys in the books who could use magic, well guys like them would be real and they could just say a spell and fix it." There was a sad smile "All you got in the real world are the real good guys and there aren't a lot of them either, most humans are dirty. Kit, Kit's a good guy, Ic, Matt, Me, Peter, Frannie, Max, Wendy. Most of the rest, they can't be trusted." Ozymandias came from a world where some thing innocent, helpful, whimsical like magic was squashed with a heavy reality of death and survival, trying to just fit in to a normal human life when at heart you are bird. That leaves a young man with out much whimsical fancy in his mind set.

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They would find out that they both had honesty in common, if it ever came to it, then. Zatanna could be a brick wall if she chose to be, but more often than not she wore her heart on her sleeve. In some ways, it complicated things, but in others it made things so very much easier. Both sides had their downfall, but she'd rather be truthful, regardless. As a superhero, she represented so much more than just safety.

"Well, excuse my language, but holy shit." Zatanna laughs a little, bringing a hand to the side of her head, mussing her hair. "I find that most any species is mostly comprised of idiots, regardless of their intelligent quotient." And even then, she enjoyed the company of a great many of those morons.

"...The thing about magic is..." Her hand slowly comes around, to her chin, placing a hand on her chin, "The thing about magic is, it causes almost as many problems as it solves. At least where I come from. Believe me, if I could solve world hunger or remove all the evil in the world, I would... but the scales of Chaos and Order must never be tipped too far in one direction or the other. For every good thing, there's a bad thing, for every beautiful, amazing, incredible thing there's something just as terrible." And her heart is poured into these words, she means them genuinely -- and she wishes she could change them, particularly for the young man with the sad smile that stood before her.

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Ozymandias was not much different, he was a compassionate, sweet kid, who wore an armor of bravado, the tough guy, but that good nature was always there. He had to be the tough guy, he had a flock to protect and he took that very seriously. All in all, a happenstance meeting might be a good turn for the young man, to meet a human or superhero such as Zatanna and let him see that there were a few more good guys out there than he thought.

Oz chittered in laughter, the sound came from his throat ant lit the boys face up at her response "If that's the worst you're going to say, you don't need to apologize, I've heard worse." When she continued his head cocked and like the bird he was Ozymandias watched her curiously "Suppose you're right, Kit and Frannie are sure alright, even if they are human. And well, you don't seem too bad either, pretty smart." Oz wasn't against people because of their intelligence, really when he said idiots he meant more for their cruelty, he had trouble comprehending why the humans he had known for the most part were cruel, power hungry individuals. To him it was idiotic.

The young man had scooted forward in his seat, hands curled over the edge. He watched the woman's face closely as she spoke about magic, he had not bought an outright display of it from the Baron. But her earnest description and the fact that he could see the truth of those words in the real world he had come from had his attention "Guess that would mean magic is just like science, the wrong people get it in their hands and they have to twist it and use it, make it some thing ugly. I mean, if it's real. I've still got about a nanosecond worth of doubt, but you look pretty smart and you seem honest." Ozymandias could cover that sadness, all but the bits of it that showed in his eyes and he did that now with another smile.

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Another pity, that those good guys didn't exist in his world. Perhaps they did, though. She could only hope that they did, from the way he spoke about it.

"Heh, well, it's a bit of a crude way to put things when you've only just met someone, you know?" Not too bad, huh? She'd take that as a compliment. With any luck, she wouldn't inadvertently prove that statement wrong and further his distrust.

Frankly, he wouldn't be that far off if he was describing humans in her world. Or anyone in general. Even the most intelligent of races seemed to think taking up fisticuffs was an acceptable way to solve their problems.

She gives him a wide, enthusiastic smile and nods a few times. "That's right. I mean, that's always how I've seen it. I dated a guy back home for a bit that made a living off of proving hoaxes. I actually do that in my free time, as well. I think sleight of hand is all well and good, but I don't approve of people using it -- or even real magic -- to trick or hurt people. Magic is sort of... sort of an off-shoot of science, really. I think it's the people who believe in magic and are over-zealous about it, ranting and raving and not being able to see the forest for the trees that make it even more difficult to believe the real thing, if you were to see it." Zatanna crosses her legs and shifts a little, trying to make herself comfortable.

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"Nah, I'm cool with it, you should hear Max when she gets started." In Ozymandias speak not too bad, meant very good, not too bad was leagues above the cruel people he had known.


Ozymandias knew that, but it was hard to fathom when that cruelty extended to murdering innocent children, or putting them to sleep as it had been described, treating them like lab rats. So he had a larger distaste for humans, only because he had known so much cruelty at their hands.


"Proving hexes?" His curiosity was piqued and the young man hovered some off the ground as he with out noticing rustled his wings enough to do so. He was intent on listening to her, honestly intrigued by the conversation "Guess rather it's science, magic or just plain old normal stuff, there are going to be bad people and good people who use it."

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"Hoaxes. Or disproving false magic. People who look to swindle others. But the same could be said for science, as well." There were people who would exploit technology at the drop of a hat. "There... well, I guess there is always bad, good, and grey. I don't think there's any world that's always at peace."

A moment later, hating how pessimistic that was, she adds: "It's nice to imagine there is, though. And maybe there could be. Someday."

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It wasn't so much pessimistic sounding to Ozymandias as realistic sounding "Doubt it, because some one will always want power and that means they'll use others to get it." He shrugged and grinned, it was life and in his short years he had learned a lot about that. He was okay with it, even if he didn't agree with it. He wasn't going to let it control his life.


"Well, guess I should vote you some where huh? You seem like the loyal type, but maybe you'd like having a bar in your house?"