application for Beowulf (Gaiman and Avary's "Beowulf", in theatres now...)

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

Hwæt! A very muscular Geat in a leather loincloth-type thing strode into the Sorting Room out of nowhere. A leather band circled his temples in a vaguely '80s way, and he wore leather boots.

If anyone wondered who he was, they could cease their wondering almost immediately, as the first words out of his mouth were: "I AM BEOWULF!"

The Dictaquill wrote this down dutifully. Beowulf watched with an impassive eye. He had seen stranger things than a self-propelled feather.

( HWAET! )

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

Also, you may enjoy this synopsis of the movie, not written by me.

Matilda Wormwood, Roald Dahl’s "Matilda"

[misswellread.livejournal.com]

((This is a mix between book!Matilda and movie!Matilda (also known as British!Matilda and American!Matilda) though I am mostly going with the first. She’s taken from the start of the book where she’s heading for her first day at school, thus, she doesn’t know that she’s telekinetic.))

A little girl, certainly no more than six years old if that, appeared in the Sorting Room, and her mouth dropped open instantly. Then she turned slowly, and looked at the solid stonewall directly behind her. She had come through that? Strange. This was like in a book...

Matilda turned back around, hoisted her school bag up on her shoulders, and padded into the room, her trainers thudding slightly against the stone floor. Unlike many children in her situation, she didn’t start crying and look for her mother, but merely looked around until her eyes landed on a pile of application forms. She had to stand on her tippy-toes to reach one, but she read it with surprising ease for such a young girl. Then she smiled a little.

This was... a school, apparently. It was not the school she was meant to start attending today, that she was quite certain of, but it was a school. She’d been looking forward to starting school so much! And this seemed very interesting, and quite unlike what she'd heard about Crunchem Hall.

The girl saw the DictaQuill and grabbed it at first, writing her name very neatly at the top of her application. Her letters were childishly loopy, but there were no typos, nor did she accidentally turn a letter upside-down. Matilda was very careful about things like that. Typos were something that didn’t exist in her world.

Once she started answering the questions, the Quill struggled out of her grasp, and Matilda was so intrigued by this that she forgot to write anything herself.

( Elucidate... Means to make something clear, I think. )

Then she sat down again with the book on her knee. After a while she got a fresh sheet of paper, positioned the DictaQuill over it, and began saying random words, for the sheer joy in seeing them being written down. She got quite engulfed by her game, and barely looked up.

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

[Open RP] CHRISTMAS!

[tomatohacker.livejournal.com]

It's the first day of the Christmas season! (no matter what those damned retail stores say)

Ed rigged up decorations (mainly from pilfering knickknacks from various rooms) and lights (candles) and began to decorate a coat rack for a tree. It was way too cold to get a real tree, and it never occured to Ed to use magic.

Anyway, it will be the prettiest fucked up tree EVER!

Oh, and for the record: one of the things she nicked was a dreidal.

[Feel free to decorate, yell at Ed for nicking something she wasn't supposed to, whatever.]

Application for Krampus

[ohnoitskrampus.livejournal.com]

Krampus, Krampus the Movie


The grimy, goat-legged, goat-horned figure, stooped and swarthy, hobbled into the Sorting Room. “I know you're here, Boss!” he bellowed. “You can't hide forever!”


( Have you been... NAUGHTY? )

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

OOC: Theme music GET!

[bantersucks.livejournal.com]

Okay, this meme has been done before, but I can't find it so I can't link it.

Basically, the gist last time was this: You post with a list of your characters, and others reply with suggested theme songs for any of your characters.

Same thing, only slightly different: You can also post songs for your characters as well - in your original reply or you can reply to your own list if you think of something after the fact. Some of us have songs we think are appropriate for certain pups, or it's just easy to write certain characters while listening to them.

Uploading songs is encouraged, although not required! Why no, I didn't post this just to expand my music library. Why do you ask?

((ETA: Will be gone all day today, for those I owe tags. Don't wait up for me. XD ))

Owl to Gustav Margueriff

[zombag.livejournal.com]

Dear Gustav,

I must apologize for the grave mistake I made the other day. I hadn't meant to bring up your history with the hokuten so callously like that, and I would be glad to make it up to you somehow. Perhaps we could go for a round at the local pub? I'd be glad to pay, and I have a few more questions I would like to ask you about my brother about Hogwarts.

Most sincerely,
~Zalbag Beoulve