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nize-hat.livejournal.com

((Maxim has a very thick Eastern European derived accent- I apologize if it gets confusing. Maxim is a 'Jägermonster' - they doesn't really have any special 'powers' persay, but have superhuman strength and resiliency as well as highly enhanced senses of smell (and hearing in Maxim's case). His right arm is mechanical, but, doesn't appear to be 'special', merely a functional replacement (unless something's yet to be revealed in his canon).))

"Vell now, dis iz confuzink. . . Oggie? Dimo? Vere are hyus?"

What appeared on a glance to be a quite attractive young man appeared in the Sorting Room, looking very perplexed- that he had purple skin and pointed ears were immediate evidence that he was something other than human. Aside from the bluish scales and silver spikes on the single pauldron he wore, he was perfectly coordinated in purple and red, with gold accents. He adjusted the jaunty wide-brimmed hat atop his long purple hair, attempting to figure out where he was. Moments before, he'd been in audience with the Jägergenerals, and now, he was. . . somewhere castle-y.

"Am hy in de kestle, mebbe? Hullo, Miz Agatha? Are hyu here?" Maxim, the newest arrival at Hogwarts, could only think of one nearby castle, which did happen to contain a good-enough explanation as to why he might suddenly appear there. Where sparks were concerned, anything might happen. But, it didn't take more than a few seconds for Maxim to notice the utter lack of gears, clanks, the previously mentioned individuals, and, anything remotely sparky. "Dis is kind ov fonny. . ." he mumbled to no one in particular, as the realization that he was Somewhere Else began to set in. Sudden transportation to Somewhere Else was pretty odd, but, odd was a matter of course when dealing with mad science- and Maxim was not only used to mad science, he was a product of it.

( Read more... )

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

lady-thujone.livejournal.com

It had been a while since La Fee Verte had gone all out and held a party. Nothing about this particular day demanded celebration, but sometimes the days with nothing to throw a party for were the best occasions.

She hadn't exactly gone all-out, but the karaoke machine had been topped off with new selections - Sadako, taking a guise that was less 'waterlogged corpse' and more 'alluringly damp', was currently doing a creditable rendition of "Sir Patrick Spens" - and she was stretching her mixologist's art and preparing an array of increasingly elaborately layered pousse-cafés, lined up on the bar in an implict dare for the bold drinker. Occasionally, she'd set one on fire.

The Master found the spectacle entertaining, but he was well aware that such beverages were mainly useful in the creation of truly spectacular hangovers, and he rarely felt the need to cultivate such a thing. But La Fee Verte did make a good Sidecar, and he was sipping one and absentmindedly nibbling on a new minor success; the little pretzel sticks common on Earth bore a striking outward resemblance to a type of snack that had been popular on Gallifrey when he was a child, and with some careful spell use, he'd been able to conjure the memory of the taste into the vastly inferior Earth food. Of course, the Gallifreyan version was I-dare-you spicy, but anyone who tried to make off with any without asking deserved a little pain.

[[give a holler in your subject line if you're trying to get La Fee Verte, Sadako, or the Master's attention, or feel free to belt out some karaoke! The drinks are completely mundane, but very strong, sticky-sweet, and the flavor combinations are dubious at best.]]

malikhuliya.livejournal.com

He reconstituted from a cloud of black dust. No sooner had a form shown signs of winged-humanity, that it was consumed by black and green spiritual pressure. It bent in on itself and with a final rush, dissipated, showing a man of average height and muscular frame walking towards the desk; a lone piece of parchment and quill it's only decoration. Ulquiorra Schiffer had died once, his second death at the hands of Ichigo Kurosaki. With his pale hands deep within the pockets of his white hakama, he pondered the possibilities behind this: his third artificial life.

State your full name.
He slowly withdrew his hand from his pocket and reach with black finger-nails, towards the quill. It jerked from his grasp. His hand froze in its prior action as his mind calculated the quill's purpose in moments. He grunted and slipped his hand back in his pocket. It responds by verbal command, he clarified to himself. 'Ulquiorra Schiffer, Fourth Espada.'

( Allow me to elucidate ... )

"I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. U. Schiffer.
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. U. Schiffer.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. U. Schiffer.
One day, Lord Aizen will rule the world. U. Schiffer."

Current Location: Sorting Room
Current Music: Moonshield - In Flames

arrogantmage.livejournal.com

(To ensure complete and uncompromised anonymity, Lezard actually went to the trouble of typing this while disembodied. How could he type without fingers? The same way a ghost could move objects, perhaps. Ask the videogame programmers. Alternatively, ask Homsar or the Sorting Hat.)

Who is the gayest man in this school? I have some questions for him.

mio-remaining.livejournal.com

[[OOC: Takes place immediately after the canon ending to Fatal Frame 2, where ( Spoilers ). No references to Fatal Frame 3 as of now.]]

[[Warning: talk of strangling and sororicide]]

A young girl (couldn't be older than fifteen) was kneeling on the stone floor, sobbing with her hands covering her face. The only understandable words she said were "Mayu" and "I'm sorry".

Finally, when her sobbing slowed and she was exhausted from crying, she looked up and jumped, startled. Where was she? Hadn't the ritual succeeded?

Where was her camera?

That was a more terrifying thought. She must have dropped it in the Hellish Abyss.

So now she was defenseless in a strange place. Not good.

Mio got up and walked over to the table, noticing the piece of paper.

"An application?" she murmured. And promptly gasped as the Dictaquill wrote those words. Frantically looking around for a ghost, but seeing none, Mio hesitantly began to fill the application.

( Allow me to elucidate. )

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

blood-and-souls.livejournal.com

A strangely-dressed albino pushed his long, milk-white hair back from his face, staring about the room with wide, cat-like eyes of deep crimson. His eldritch features marked him as one of the line of ancient Melnibone, which he was soon to learn would mean very little here. The muscles in his lithe body tensed in expectation as he surveyed the room. He tossed back his mauve cloak, and wrapped pale, slender fingers about the hilt of a massive black sword at his side, which murmured in quiet irritation. His mail shirt clinked quietly beneath a tunic of split green and yellow, covered by a breastplate of dark metal. It was in fact an abysmal outfit, but he was in one of his unfortunate moods that favored barbarian fashion again. His eyes locked on the parchment at the table, but he glared at it, whispering, "Where are we, Stormbringer? What foul games are at play?"

( Time for the doomed albino to have an emo-fest. )

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

((The mun apologies for the epic levels of emo that Elric has inflicted on this application, and understands if he needs to be confined to a small, dark broom closet so that his unhealthy obsession with his own doom doesn't destroy the morale of Hogwarts. He's having one of his bad days. Unfortunately, he has these relatively often.))

hungry-noteyes.livejournal.com

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
I don't actually care for cheese.

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrot Top?
Carrot Top. He's an actual human, and therefore ought to know better. (Plus I like his eyes.)

3. What time is it where you are?
Nightmare Time

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.)
Who are these people, and why would I be interested in them?

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. 'Blind Man's Pub'
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.) Again, who?
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. Your idiot boss keeps giving you more. (Duh.)
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless. I'm a knife expert and I am very hard to hurt.

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.
Your worst enemy's eyes. On a platter.

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

Current Mood: amused

necrobird.livejournal.com

A man dressed in a long black coat and pants stood in front of the desk. A gray mask, much like a surgical mask, covered half of his face so only his violet eyes were visible. He swayed on his feet and pressed his palm against his forehead with a grunt. His eyes flicked back and forth erratically as he filed through recent and painful memories. A few minutes passed before he came back to reality. His surroundings were unfamiliar. He knew this wasn’t the spirit world (or any other afterlife, for that matter), but it wasn’t his world either. Karasu wondered why he was here and heard himself mumble his question out loud.

( Allow me to elucidate. )

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

Current Mood: indifferent

chocodeathgod.livejournal.com

(I've been in contact with the muns of the Death Note characters Sidoh has come in contact with and gotten their ok)

Must have picked the wrong portal to the human world. Armo Justin, or Justin Armonia...ah screw it, the jeweled skull, said it was ok for him to go into the human world for a little while to tail a victim. He just wanted to be through about it, make sure this one had a good death, or maybe he was just bored. Either way he forgot it was the first right portal and not the second left one. Oh bother.

A creature wrapped in white bandages with a maw full of jagged teeth and two beady yellow eyes is now walking, or more like hobbling, into the sorting room. Long, inesct-like arms peek out of his white cloak as he approaches the desk with the application. He eyes it suspiciously. The quill moves up and he backs away for a moment before tentatively walking toward it.

Maybe another shinigami was holding it...oh wait he could see other shinigami. It was the humans who couldn't see him, at least that's what he heard last time.

( Oh great, what now )

(As a note, Sidoh does have the shinigami sight because...well...he's a shinigami, so he can see the true names of characters)

in-a-pinch.livejournal.com

_{((OOC I have permission from the other Death Note muns (as far as I know, how many of us are there, now?) to play Mr. Adorkable, here. Thank you and good night.))}

Touta Matsuda has likes and dislikes.
He likes fashionable clothing, cute girls, television dramas, and gossip. There was a time, not too long ago, that all his likes were combined together every day in a big hodge-podge, all because of a mad killer who happened to be someone he considered his friend.
Matsuda's dislikes are singular and happen to be "having a boring job."
Touta Matsuda's job is very boring.
Sure, he's successful, pulling in a salary that's close to obscene, and he has all the time in the world after work to party it up and enjoy his likes, it was still...

Well, it isn't chasing Kira. And it isn't watching Light suck at dealing with chicks (because he did, really. Manipulative-but-good-looking guys like Light had been were horrible with girls, even when they were doing well. Matsuda doubted Light had gotten ass even once in all his life.)

He misses that time of his life. Now he can easily find lesser distractions, but something was missing. There was no adventure! No danger! Hell, he even misses Ryuk.

But there are no more adventures for Touta Matsuda. Everything just comes down to going in and out the same door every day, in his same, boring apartment after his boring job or less-boring clubs.

However, today, his apartment has turned into a room, and in that room is a desk, upon which is a quill, and it is waiting for him.

The fact that there may still be some adventure left in the world does not make it any easier for Matsuda to keep from almost crapping himself in shock.

( Allow me to elucidate. )

smaug-thegolden.livejournal.com

((Permission granted by the other Tolkien players on the active roster. Smaug has several noteworthy abilities including "Dragon-spell", which he can use if someone looks into his eyes. Characters are free to react or not at your discretion. Unless he's trying to exert his will upon someone it probably isn't a great concern.))

Outside one of the wide windows of the Sorting Room, a red-golden snout appeared and curiously attempted to push inside. The dragon it belonged to had only a little success, managing to fit his massive head and part of his neck within before realising his error—he was now quite stuck.

In his surprise and annoyance, Smaug, for that was the dragon's name, reflexively let loose a spout of flame that erupted everything in its path. It all continued to burn, even the stone—for this was no natural fire. A rabble of floppy-eared creatures appeared before the damage was too severe and immediately set things to rights, then turned their attention to the dragon.

Smaug made a fair ruckus while the tiny goblin-like creatures did something or other—magic, he thought, the likes of which he'd have expected from a Wizard or Elf Lord of his own land—that in short order had him inside the room and also shrunk to a slightly more suitable size. Though still too large to pass through the window, even with his wings tightly folded, as he soon discovered.

A few of the gems and gold pieces that crusted his belly had come loose during the spells and had clattered to the floor. He swept his barbed tail about to gather them safely in his coils, but before he could think to do anything more about them, the quill and parchment caught his eye—and ears. The quill was impatiently tapping, spotting the parchment with ink, as though held by an invisible hand. Smaug bent to peer closer, puzzling over the riddles he found there.

( It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him. )

"I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. Smaug
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. Smaug.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Smaug.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. Smaug"

Current Location: sorting room

vanyel-peacock.livejournal.com

Character: Vanyel Ashkevron from Mercedes Lackey's Valdemar books. The character is being apped immediately after attempting suicide following the suicide of his lover, Tylendel. Rather than being Chosen, as he was in the books, he insetad woke from his suicide attempt to find himself here.

Vanyel was slumped in the corner, the fresh slices in his arms having just stopped bleeding. He was rather a mess, although to those with a good eye, it was rather obvious that he’d started the evening looking rather fashionable. His eyes opened, and he sat rather stiffly in the corner, looking at the room with an air of confusion, before a cold look settled over his features.. ( Allow me to elucidate. )

"I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ____________ Van

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ___________Van.

I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ___________.Van

One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____________Van "

Current Mood: confused

serrulata.livejournal.com

((I've waited for the Botan mun to contact me, but I haven't heard anything from her for over five days, so I'm going to go ahead and apply

( Any prize worth having requires a risk. )
"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____MINAMINO Shuuichi_______
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____MINAMINO Shuuichi______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____MINAMINO Shuuichi______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ______MINAMINO Shuuichi_______"

Current Mood: bouncy

edomedpeddler.livejournal.com

((OOC: the character is known only by his occupation title. In the show Ayakashi--Samurai Horror Tales (specifically the third story arc) and in Mononoke, he is unnamed. He is from the Edo Period, which was from 1603-1868. There are also trains in the last arc of Mononoke, closer to 1920, he is ageless...more or less))

It is highly unusual for him to be caught unawares. He didn't sense any mononoke. But, Kusuriyuri, a simple medicine peddler, his name lost to memory, has not been caught unawares in a long time. But, then, he knows change. He slowly approaches the table in the center of the room, his geta making soft clacking noises as he walks. He sets down his medicine chest, easily half as tall as he is, as though it weighs nothing. The quill standing ready earns his attention. With a gesture, a scale flys from the trunk to balance on his finger. It doesn't react, so he sends it back in. No mononoke, then.

( He is surprised to be able to read the application. )

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

chaos-blades.livejournal.com

( The Gods Of Olympus Have Abandoned Me )

red-eyed-l.livejournal.com

[[Permission granted by the other Death Note players. Beyond also has shinigami eyes, so heads up there. And yes, he does look like a red eyed L.]]

When B-also known as Beyond Birthday-felt the pain in his chest, he wasn't stupid, he knew what was happening. Stories about Kira punishing criminals had been spreading throughout the prison, and some have already succumbed. Beyond clearly was the next victim.

Imagine his surprise when he woke up in a castle. Imagine his further surprise when he found himself as he was before he tried to burn himself.

If there was a better time for him to use his evil laugh, he didn't know when it was.

( Kya ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! )

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

hcolleen.livejournal.com

(Let us bring back the dead!)

That white haired ape has been here. You can't tell me otherwise. I see his toys over there in the corner. He's probably told you nothing about me. He thinks I'm beneath him, but I will prove to you and everyone else just who should have been L's successor. What is this? Application? What kind of nonsense is this? Well, if he succeeded, then so will I! I open the envelope

( This can't be serious. )

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

The thread with Near isn't exactly worksafe...you were warned...

papayagami.livejournal.com

[[OOC: permission from the resident L and Light have both been granted.

( OOC Note with Spoilers )

Is this heaven or hell?

Soichiro Yagami looked around bewilderedly at the rather drab looking room. If this was the afterlife, he wasn't impressed. Then again, this may be punishment for keeping a Death Note, even if he never used it.

He sat down in a nearby chair, having nothing better to do. He felt something tickle his arm. Thinking nothing of it, he brushed it away, until it became more persistent. He looked down at a rather impatient Dictaquill pointing at his application.

"The afterlife is a magic school?" Eh, he'll roll with it.

( Mu = Hogwarts. Pass it on. )

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

sada-chan.livejournal.com

Despite her rather curt note to Trilby, Sadako was overjoyed with ( her new kitten ). She'd already named it Bakeneko, and was sprawled in front of the fire in the Hufflepuff common room, dangling a damp string for the kitten to play with, and making an odd burbling sound, like a small stream.

signedwithahat.livejournal.com

Immediately after his sorting, Trilby had left the school grounds. He had two reasons in this: One, to make sure he could, and two, to find a pay phone. As there was not a single phone on the school grounds or the nearby town of Hogsmeade (at least, not one he could get directions to; it struck him as somewhat unreal that there was not one at all), he took the train to London, where he immediately headed for his closest apartment.

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Application for Maxim (Girl Genius)

Free-for-All at the Little Green Apple! (open rp)

Applicant: Ulquiorra Schiffer (Bleach, Open RP)

totally and completely anonymous compy post

[Application] Mio Amakura, Fatal Frame 2: Crimson Butterfly

Application: Elric of Melnibone (the Elric Saga)

Corinthian (The Sandman)

Application for Karasu from Yuu Yuu Hakusho

Application for Sidoh (Death Note)

Application for Touta Matsuda from Death Note

Smaug, from The Hobbit

Application: Vanyel Ashkevron

Application for Kurama from Yuu Yuu Hakusho

Application for Kusuriyuri from Mononoke

Kratos from God Of War

[Application] Beyond Birthday, Death Note: Another Note

Application for Mello from Death note

[Application] Soichiro Yagami, Death Note [SPOLIERS]

::Open RP in the Hufflepuff Common room::

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