Applicant: Butch O'Neal [Black Dagger Brotherhood, Open RP]

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[Approved by Vishous-mun.] - Butch is taken after his transition into becoming a vampire, and during one of the tense moments in his and Marissa's relationship where things seem rocky between them.

The ex-cop was relatively calm on the outside, he was known for his easy-going attitude. But this was only because he kept his whirling thoughts to himself as to not trouble others. The same sort of endless battle was raging at the moment. He was ever calm on the outside, say for the raised eyebrow and the scratching of the back of his head as he examined the brick room, while on the inside he was starting to feel uneasy by the suddenness of his new surroundings. He found himself eerily drawn to the mahogany table, which had a piece of paper and one of those, you know, medieval writing implements beside it: a quill, if he remembered History class correctly. The Brotherhood had taught him well, so, swallowing thickly and unbuttoning his black silk Emporio Armani shirt some to breath a little easier, he calmed himself down, took the seat and read the application.

State your full name.
The question was simple enough, he reached for the quill but was stunned to see it float up and away from his hand. After a moment he reached for it, only to dip away, again, from his reach. He frowned, clenching his fists and went a third time, to no avail. "Screw this," he muttered, fishing in the pocket of his perfectly tailored black pants for the click-pen, embossed in gold-leaf. He clicked it and began writing.
My name is Brian O'Neal, but I'm better known as Butch.

( Allow me to elucidate ... )

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

Application for Arthur: Inception

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Arthur came into the sorting room carrying his coat, a leather messenger bag, a rolling suitcase, and a sleek silver briefcase. The scowl he was wearing wasn't a result of suddenly ending up here, although it certainly made it deeper.

He had no idea how he'd gotten here, and that was a very bad thing.

He had just been picking up the suitcase at a train station, since the shiny silver screamed "INSPECT ME" in airports and it had to be transported discreetly. Arthur wondered if he'd been grabbed just after that, because he'd been going down into dreams long enough to be able to remember what happened before he went under. The seamless transition from train station to ...castle? ...lair? ...or whatever this was had him on edge. First things first, though. He pulled a red die out of his pocket and walked over to the conveniently placed table in the center of the room. He set the briefcase down (neatly, lined up with one of the table legs) and put his coat over the handle of the suitcase (folded carefully, no wrinkles).
( I would hate to see you out of control. )

((Spoiler warning: All of the information in this app can be found in the previews for the movie. There are no spoilers in the application. If a spoiler comes up in the thread, I'll add a warning to the subject line. This promo clip is pretty much all you need to know.))

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