Sally, The Nightmare Before Christmas

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A short, shy rag doll appears with nothing, but a patchy dress and a small sack. She is timid at first, but the application somehow makes her speak more than usual.

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
"Caboc cheese left out for a few days. I found the recipe in a back shelf a long time ago. Whenever I would have time to myself, I would try to make some. (Not a lot of milk to be bought around home though.)"

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
"Kill? Oh no. Not me. I wouldn’t kill anyone. Well, unless they really deserved it, but they would have to be pretty bad to make me that angry."

3. What time is it where you are?
"Midnight! Happy Halloween," Sally pauses to smile.

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.
"Harrass? Oh dear. I’m not sure…that sounds more…I don’t know, but I wouldn’t do it. I mean, they are all rather nice humans," She bites her lip nervously. "I wouldn’t want to bother anyone."

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.
"The Shade Out. I would prefer a restaurant though. House Specialty? Bass bone with a side of crude potatoes and dry kernels of corn."

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 think he should be with whomever he loves most, don’t you? His heart (or not-heart) will tell him which one to choose, mythology or no."

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.
"Oh my. There are always some trick-not-treaters at home. Barrel to name one off the top of my head. It could be any one of them little creatures. You should see your mayor. He should know what to do. If not, simply don’t answer your doorbell and lock all windows."

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.
"Despite what Fi-" Sally stops herself and sadly shakes her head. "I can sew; body parts and clothes alike. I’m responsible for all the stitches on me." The ragdoll stretches out her arms to show all the stitches and scars. "I can also cook! And clean. I sing when alone and I like to grow flowers. I can muster up a good scare when the time comes around too."

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.
"Bribe?" She peeks into her sack. "I have some chicken bones, an old bottle of Champaign, a scarf I have been stitching for the autumn…um. If you don’t want to have any of that...I could cook you a dinner later or whip together a sleeping draught or clean your room."

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

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"Someone who was built or made using methods outside of standard organic reproduction," Data said gently, noting her apparent nervousness. "I am an android; I was built by Dr. Soong on Omnicron Theta and activated thirty years ago. I assumed you came from similar circumstances. Was I incorrect?"

[shadedoll.livejournal.com]

There were a lot of big words. Sally thinks she knows what the strange man was saying. Who built her, right?

Sally glances down at her feet. "Dr. Finkelstein...in his lab at Halloween Town. He's...he's small and bald. I helped him around."

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Data's brow furrowed, insofar as it could furrow, which wasn't very much; facial expression were not his strong suit. It occurred to him - well, hit him upside the head like a sack of speeding bricks is more accurate, but he's not up to that level of awareness of emotion yet - that she had become increasingly more withdrawn and that was probably his fault.

"Am I upsetting you? It was not my intent. My name is Data; may I ask why you came here?"

He found he was adapting the same series of behaviors he had used when Starfleet had him assigned as an "educational assistant" with various outposts, working mostly with young children, during the period where they tried to decide if he could advance past ensign... it was a bit unnerving how easily it came back.

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"Oh! Oh no, just - reminded of an old...man. The doctor," Sally attempts to lighten up a little. Not every creature spouting big words could be like the doctor, right? "Hello Data. I came here...I don't know. I opened the door to see my garden and I ended up here."

It wasn't that bad. Jack was there and the people seemed nice for the most part. If only it wasn't so bright.

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"That kind of occurance seems quite common. It is perplexing. Do you have any family or friends here? Someone who knows you?"

For some reason he's reminded of Lal; while logic informs him that Sally and his daughter bear few similarities (Lal was far more bold, demanding answers of the world whereas it seemed the young woman before him would ask once, meekly, and then be silent) but... impossible as it surely was for him to detect these things, there was an iron in her that Lal had possessed, much more transparently.

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Sally tilts her head, grasping what words she certainly knew. She brightens at the mention of friends. "My husband, Jack, is here in Ravenclaw - I think that's the name."

Ravenclaw

[a-tin-solider.livejournal.com]

"I see. I had initially thought to place you in Hufflepuff; however, from what I understand of human relationships, it would be unfair to seperate you."

Since he had no emotional considerations, he told himself quite sternly, his decision had absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with how much he was reminded of his late daughter, or how much he missed her - though he could admit to missing her now, which was interesting and unanticipated. He had her memories, but not her... essence. He had noted that some of the crew seemed disturbed by the revelation that he had downloaded Lal's memories and thought to explain before realizing that he couldn't. Her life lived in him like the memory of a story once heard or a novel once read; real and unreal at the same time, seperate simply because he was not her and never would be. Lal was quite dead; thinking about it felt... emptying, somehow, hollow and echoing.

It didn't occur to him to mention that he was in Ravenclaw also.

Re: Ravenclaw

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"Oh!" That Sally can understand perfectly. She nods and whispers, "Thank you. That's very kind."