Gideon waited for what seemed like years in the antechamber, listening to the noise inside swell. With bated breath, he looked at the doors, then at the teacher in charge. She said it was time. Ohlord. He awkwardly gave Rhys a pat on the back, trying to convey to him a sense of calm. Hopefully he didn't have a panic attack! When the doors opened, he walked inside, eyes wide. There were a lot of people. He had managed to be toward the front of the crowd, which was good for not tripping everyone. The tables had the distinct houses, red, green, yellow and blue. Which one would he belong with? Luckily, he didn't have to wait forever until the lady called out his name. "Gideon Reid!" This was it! He maneuvered carefully through the crowd, then sat on the stool. He moved to let his legs free a bit, then held his crutches on his lap. With an excited crescendo, he felt the hat sit upon his head.
⦃Personality: I try to be pretty mellow, but, as with all people, a few things annoy me. I'm decently smart, though nowhere near genius status or anything. I'm decently friendly, though there are people that irk me. All in all, if it weren't for a disability, I'd probably be just another face in the crowd. I don't like pity, and therefore will always try to do things on my own. It doesn't matter what, but with a bit of ingenuity, I'll find a solution. I'm dead loyal, and will always look out for people, even if I detest them. I love adventure, and will even try to explore, despite my legs. You can always count on me to do what I believe is right, regardless of apparent danger. I'm ppretty quick to zone off into daydreams, but if something fascinates me, I'll pay high attention.⦄
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The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Hmmm, I see two houses where you would do well, You're loyal as the Hufflepuffs, and adventourous as the Gryffindors. Either house would suit you well, But I must pick only one. It seems to me, you would find your home in....
Gryffindor!
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 10:58 am
Ａᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ﹕﹕ [x] Ｊᴀᴍs ﹕﹕ [x] Ｍᴏᴏᴅ ﹕﹕ Sassy Ｌᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ﹕﹕ Great Hall Ｃᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs ﹕﹕ Students and Professors Ｔʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ﹕﹕ '...What is the flame charm again..?'
Amidst the sea of nerves and chatter in the antechamber, Esmée was surprisingly calm, with not so much as a single butterfly in her stomach as she waited for her name to be called. Oddly enough, the girl knew that she was ready for this moment. As if her eleven years of life all culminated into this sorting ceremony. Call it hubris, call it arrogance, there was no changing the fact that Esmée simply knew. With her name being called, the first year perked up, a little grin forming in the corner of her lips as she excused herself from the group of first years and headed into the great hall. Walking with an air of confidence in her stride, the girl crossed into the vast room. Hesitant at first, when Esmée caught a glimpse at the old raggedy hat the youngster simply slowed her pace, eyeing it with a look of distaste as the professor urged her to take a seat. ’That ratty old thing…’ She thought disapprovingly as she reluctantly planted herself on the stool. ’So help me, by the Order of Merlin, if this thing gives me lice I’ll burn it...’
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ﹕﹕ Blunt, Quick-witted, and with a viper's tongue, Esmée is the type of person to tell things like they are with no filters. Of course, such a feisty attitude tends to land her in trouble more often than not. Cunning as she is, the girl takes great pride in her ability to weasel herself out of those situations, whether it be through her silver tongue, her (rare) moments of adorable charm, or by sheer brute force. Not particularly a 'people person', her somewhat abrasive and straightforward personality tends to rub people the wrong way, but there are always those who value a dose of reality and truth that are drawn to her.
I have wandered far and wide For something real, something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me, all that is true
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Lynn had a severe case of nerves by the time her name was called, and she shook herself out of it and stepped up to the stool. She could do this. Her brother and most of her family did this, so could she. She straightened her shoulders and took a seat, closing her eyes as she thought one thing. Wherever I'm placed, please make sure I belong there.
■ ADVENTUROUSMichelyn is an adventurous sort, always wanting to explore and discover new things. She always looks for new things she can find, and is willing to get her hands dirty if necessary. However, she is very much a girl, and will say as much. ■ SPIRITEDLynn is also a very driven individual. She is full of life and always has energy to burn. She is as a result always on the move, and hard to pin down. Her enthusiasm for life is pretty hard to dampen, and she gives everything her all. ■ FRIENDLYLynn is friendly, eager to meet new people and make new friends. She always helps out those she considers friends, and has a tendency to have a smile on her face. She is a very hard person to get her feelings hurt, however, and instead tends to brush off things that people might find insulting with relative ease. ■ FRANKLynn, like others in her family, tends to be frank in her dealings with people. She prefers honesty to lies, and will always be upfront with what she is talking about or wants. She refuses to hide or be any other way, and thinks people are much better when they don't try and hide. ■ RESPONSIBLELynn believes that as she is her own person, she is also responsible for her actions and the actions of those around her. She isn't afraid to step forward and receive punishment when punishment is due, but she will object when either the punishment doesn't fit the crime, or she shouldn't be punished at all. ■ CURIOUSLynn has a rather curious personality and is actively trying to find new stuff, or what's behind that door. She can easily get into trouble because of this, but she can't help herself. She doesn't like it when there's something she doesn't know, or if it's been hidden.
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Location: Great Hall Thinking: And here I am... OOC: Winter
More than you'll love, more than you'll hate, More than you'll hold, more than wanted More than you'll crave, more than you'll cherish, More than you'll have, more than wanted
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 11:07 am
(bluh - Dante Bianchi First Year Unsorted Post style coming soon ewewewew)
Ａᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ﹕﹕ [x] Ｊᴀᴍs ﹕﹕ [x] Ｍᴏᴏᴅ ﹕﹕ More Flustered Ｌᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ﹕﹕ Great Hall Ｃᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs ﹕﹕ First Years Ｔʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ﹕﹕ '.....awrgawrgawef....'
Falling prey to the atmosphere in the room, Dante wringed his hands nervously, eyes darting left and right as he felt his pulse begin to accelerate. This was it… this was the moment he would officially become a wizard. This was a day he would always remember, the day he was sorted. What house was he going to be put into? What house did he want to get put into? It was all too much to think about, but the more he tried to clear his mind, the more those thoughts started pouring in. There was no stopping it. And as the feelings intensified, Dante could feel himself getting more and more parched. He looked to his sister, who seemed to be handling it rather well, but no matter how hard he tried to imitate her it just wasn’t happening. By the time his name was called, Dante had given up trying to stay calm, and so like any nervous eleven year old diving into the magical world Dante shuffled across the Great Hall towards the sorting hat.
Much like any boy at his age, Dante is particularly mischievous, tending to get himself in sticky situations all the time - sometimes literally - which he believes is all part of the 'growing up experience'. As a result of this, Dante has been described as bold and fun-loving; never one to back away from a good adventure. While he may be childish and immature at heart, Dante is also an immensely loyal friend, a trustworthy comrade, and highly intuitive for his age when it comes to interacting with others. Capable of picking up social cues and maneuvering himself around social encounters with grace and ease, one can describe Dante as extremely charismatic - a natural charmer, if you will.
Sometimes I’m feeling like I’m going insane My neighbour told me that I got bad brains But I’m alright though (We’re alright though) Yeah, we’ll be alright though (We’re alright though)
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Annie could barely contain her excitement the entire time they were lead up from the boat house and through the school and even into the large brilliant Great Hall. Maybe after the sorting she could appreciate what an amazing astrological and magical sight it was that the ceiling looked like the night sky but right now, she just wanted to be sorted! She was going to be placed in a House of people supposedly like her. She hoped she made more friends like Cy and Kai. They were both sorta funny! In a quiet sorta way. Which was fine since she had the tendency to speak too much and much too loudly. She watched as the kids were called up one by one and shot her blonde friend a thumbs up as he went forward. Finally, finally!, it was her turn and she did a weird combination of a jig and skip as she went to the stool and happily plopped herself on it and waited impatiently for it to begin. "Ok Mr. Hat, do your worst!" she said quietly.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm spastastic! Is that a word? I don't think so, but it certainly fits don't you think? What it sort of means is that I'm all over the place! But when I really really like something it would only take a country wide earthquake to tear me away from it. I'm also extremely stubborn, but I also know when things seem to be a lost cause. My dad used to say I have a great since of self preservation, but I think he only said that because whenever we would pull something on mum, I would only leave enough clues leading back to him and not me so that he would get in trouble. My uncle says that's mean but my dad should've thought of it first, he's the adult! Or, was. I don't like talking about it.
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They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that We are the leaders of the not-coming-back’s But we’re alright though Yeah, we’re alright though
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 12:22 pm
Location : Great Hall
Emma had to admit she loved the boat ride, even with the company. Getting taken off to be sorted, she was nervous obviously. In fact she couldn't be more nervous then she was now... Okay aside from when she discovered magic really was real. Granted she wasn't just nervous she was also a myriad of other things like over excited not to mention curious. Standing in the group of her future classmates, Emma hoped she'd find where she needed to be like her uncle and maybe even make some friends.
"Emma Bailey."
When her name was called Emma took a breath. She was center stage. Looking to where her uncle was, she gave him a smile before taking a seat on the stool. 'Please put me somewhere I'll fit in.' she thought as the hat was placed on her head.
Status:Excited, Nervous, Happy in general... With:First years...
]People say that, in a nutshell, I'm always happy, laughing and carefree. Well at least when my dad isn't telling me I shouldn’t have an imagination. Then I’m down right stubborn and persist about what I believe in. Though I don't see him anymore not since I moved in with my uncle. My mum says I have a real gift for coming up with stories and am very artistic. Although I don’t know about that... I do know that I love figuring out puzzles and word searches or even the occasional crossword. Guess I'm your regular private eye. I am a loyal friend to those who earn my loyalty and I like spending time with others. I talk quite a bit if I want to and I love to have fun. I've been said to be emotionally sporadic. I can go from one extreme to the other without much thought. So please don't upset me because I don't want to blow my top off.
Tentative blue eyes shifted from from skull to skull, so many little heads separated her from the stool and sorting hat. She thought she should fidget, it felt appropriate, but a part of her simply didn't want to move. She was statuesque in marble emotions, carved as it ought to be and not what it was. She wanted excitement, she wanted the p***k of adrenaline to race up and down her spine, instead, she moved listlessly, shuffling like sheep into the herd to await her turn for the branding. Where will she go? With her brother perhaps?; in the den of snakes? Or will it be the proud lions? The loyal badgers? Or the wise eagles?
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■ SECRETIVE Introvert by nature, she's reserved, patient, and observing. She blends into the background like a wallflower, and has a penchant for mysteriously eavesdropping on the worst conversations. Savannah never shows her cards; she's inclined to her own vices, such as misleading others perceptions, talking in riddles, or playing her sordid little "games."
■ INTUITIVE Gut instinct is what drives her, it doesn't have to make sense for her to know it's right. A dropping pit deep in her belly warns her when something bad is about to happen, and the surreal sensation of déjà vu strikes her more often than not. She's empathetic, and has a high understanding of self-identifying her own emotions, and the emotions of others.
■ DETACHED Savannah is a spectator first, and a catalyst second. She lulls into the background to observe, but only thinks to act when given the perfect opportunity. She can disconnect herself from politics and opinions to judge fairly. But because of all this, she can appear cold, aloof, and uncaring to those who don't know her.
■ SENSITIVE Savannah has a delicate self esteem, she doesn't know how to respond well to criticism or bullying, and usually shuts herself in. She sympathizes well with others, and has frequent bouts of guilt when manipulating anyone she perceives as 'innocent.' She'll help others, but only after she's sure that no one else is going to.
■ NURTURING Savannah has a soft spot for plants and creatures, and will often stop to smell the roses. When she loves, she loves unconditionally. She has always offered her brother a shoulder to cry on, to comfort him as best she can every month, when he's just too weak to play.
■ THRILL SEEKER Happiness and excitement are two fickle emotions that Savannah can never hold for long. She stimulates herself with manipulative games and dangerous endeavors. She actively pursues risks; she thrives in a life of variety, intensity, and adventure.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Fond of secrets and observing, Separate, yet sensitive. Not to mention a risk-taker. I know exactly what to do with you! Slytherin!
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 2:55 pm
The Sorting Hat
The Forgotten Weasley
When we went off away from the forest- We did travel far to get a taste of so much more. We dug up the roots of all the stories... Put them in a pot and brought them to a fiery roar! We fed on these things without a worry; Never gave a thought to the coming of the winter storm. Gone away, gone away, what was yesterday? Make a meal, make a bed, tuck your feet in- And resting elbows twice on a table can be nice; But the comforts, they can be deceiving.
Cy was impatient and antsy by the time he was actually in the Great Hall, and doing his best to hide it by forcing himself to stand perfectly still and wait his turn to be called up. If he thought 'not Slytherin' hard enough, would the Hat agree? He had his doubts, but it was worth a shot. Being in Slytherin just seemed boring, was all. He'd take any of the other houses over it, honestly. He realized he didn't look quite nervous enough and worked hard to make his expression more loose, uneasy and unsure. When Lillantine was finally reached, he went up with a hopeful, sheepishly timid little grin, pale eyes wide behind his glasses.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm charming. I’m described as having an innocent, earnest outlook on life. This may or may not be true; I’d rather not comment on that. What I’ll admit is that in addition to being oh so very charming and innocent and earnest is that I’m a wonderful manipulator, and my talent for garnering support for my side of any issue has only increased with age. I’m not just accustomed to being ‘the victim’ in my family (poor Cy, the one everyone thought was a squib, dismissed as ‘the spare’ by his unfeeling father, tormented by his monstrous older brother, condescended to by his cold older sister), I love being the victim. I can’t think of anything better, actually, because everyone loves a very sad story. I’m really patient when it comes to getting my way- I’ve never minded waiting for the right moment, and I hate to rush into things recklessly. I’m a very hard worker in my own right, but if I can get someone else to do the majority of the work for me, I will. I’m a terrible coward, it’s true; I’m the first to back off from a fight, and while I often instigate things, I rarely stick around to finish them, particularly if there’s a good chance I’ll lose. I’m extremely talkative, and sometimes I just can’t help myself. I like to hear the sound of my own voice, is that such a character flaw? I’m much more outgoing than the rest of my family, and I’ll hang around any crowd so long as I see something in it for me. I like to think of myself as open minded and accepting. I don’t have the prejudices and bigotries the rest of my family has, and well, if I did, you can bet I’d do a far better job of masking them. The world’s changing, and while they’re firmly rooted in the past and their concerns of purity and nobility and preserving what’s left, I have other plans. I won’t be just another name on a family tree that, in all honesty, should have been burned down years ago.
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Now the seasons are not what they once seemed- The berries all are green though the sun is at a fine high crest... We lifted our shirts up in a hurry- Reaching for the belly hollow from the long cold rest! We slept off all the fat, but they'll be no more of that, 'Cause there must be some disease 'neath the canopy! Swinging tails from trees, we can gather we need- Give away what we had a fair share of... And now the forks and knives with the sacrifice; With a pair only some can believe in.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... How interesting your mind is! Seen as nothing more than a spare, But content with that moniker! And for such strong reasons as well! You'll find your place in... Slytherin!
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 2:58 pm
The Sorting Hat
Miss GryffindorK
ℱ𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓨𝒆𝓪𝓻♛𝓤𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓭♛𝓟𝓾𝓻𝒆𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭
Tessa followed the other first years, then waited in the Antechamber of the Great Hall. Luckily, she'd managed to easily break away from Kyson and Emma. They could go off and be friends, but she wanted naught to do with them. Her arms crossed over her chest, the girl's curls staying in place with help from mother's magic. When Professor Thorne informed them it was time to go for sorting, a sly smirk appeared on her lips. Perfect! It was time to get placed in Slytherin and make her family proud. The girl waited in the back, rather impatiently, then perked her ears up to a particular name. "Contessa Linwood!" She happily shoved past all the students on her way to the front. Daintily, she sat on the stool, making sure to cross her ankles. She wanted it to be a picture perfect occasion!
⧑Personality: Tessa holds a belief system that of her family, one of elite standing and sharp social skills. She is often seen as a snide and spoiled child, Contessa feels she must always have undivided attention of those around her. Often it leads to her acting out, as it was one of the few ways to be noticed in a crowd. She is quite cunning, and can usually manipulate those with weaker wills. It isn't hard for her to feel superior, and often she brags about her family and class.⧒
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The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Ah, a princess, in your own right, You crave attention. I know just where you'll find it! Slytherin!
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:02 pm
The Sorting Hat
The Shiny Furret
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Kyson was glad to finally be inside the castle. It was getting a little cold outside, and next to the lake, it just made it even colder. Looking around the Great Hall, he found himself pleased. It looked very nice, reminded him of home. Not of the people that lived there, but of the extravagance of it all. Just a reminder of how much more he mattered compared to some of the people in the Hall. As he waited in line, he held his head high, standing vigil as children were being called forward to be sorted. When it was his turn, he slowly stepped forward and sat down on the stool, a rather uncomfortable stool at that. When the Sorting Hat was placed on his head, he eagerly awaited the hat's decision. He had a good idea of where he would be placed, but in the end, it was up to the stinky old hat...
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And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name. 'Cause I was only born inside my dreams. Until you die for me, as long as there is a light, my shadow's over you. 'Cause I am the opposite of amnesia. And you're a cherry blossom, you're about to bloom. You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon. Some legends are told. Some turn to dust or to gold. But you will remember me, remember me for centuries. And just one mistake is all it will take. We'll go down in history, remember me for centuries.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm a moody child. I tend to keep to myself, mostly because I don't really like most of the people I meet. They're either too happy or too sad or too stupid or too annoying. I've also been told that I'm a bit obsessive about things that I do actually enjoy, like sports. I love playing football, but when I'm practicing, I tend to get lost in my own world and ignore everything and everyone else. Then again, ignoring my sisters is something I do all the time. One is too loud and the other is too quiet, they're a pain to live with. Dad says it's because I'm "growing up" that I've become so negative. Whatever. As for how I treat my friends, I'd tell you if I actually had any. I'm not good with people, if you couldn't tell. Besides, who needs friends to stab you in the back later on down the road when you have yourself to keep you company.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Not a people person I see, Certainly not all people will abandon you. Perhaps you'll find some companions in... Slytherin!
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:05 pm
The Sorting Hat
Diamond Wales
I'll lay me down tonight Much further down Swim in the calm tonight This art goes drown
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Rhys heard his name called and he froze. He then shook himself out of it and ascended to the stool to take a seat. He hoped that this wouldn't take long, because he didn't want to be stared at too long. Hopefully the hall wouldn't all be staring, right? It wasn't like he was too worried about where he was going to be sorted, he just didn't want to have a panic attack in front of everyone. That'd be bad, and would freak out his relatives at the school. So Rhys just focused on breathing in and out while the hat was placed on his head to decide his fate.
■ QUIETRhys is quiet, rarely speaking unless he absolutely wants to or is needed to. As he has recently decided not to speak at all, he has resorted to sign language to communicate, or writing things down. As he doesn't speak, he also doesn't like making noise, whether it's laughing or humming or whatnot. ■ SHYRhys is a severe introvert. He feels uncomfortable in situations with other people, and will refuse outright to speak to strangers. He also gets tired easily with being around people and will retreat to a place he can be alone for long stretches of time. ■ INTELLIGENTPossibly because of his introverted personality, he tends to be a bookworm, and reads everything. He learned to read by the time he was four, and has taught himself sign language in a year and a half. His reading abilities happen to be on par with adults, and he constantly is on the prowl for new things to learn and read. Because of this, he has a genius intellect. ■ RESPONSIBLERhys is highly responsible. He feels that if he is given a task, he will do it, and he will do it right the first time. He never procrastinates, and always puts his best work forward when he's trying to accomplish a task. Conversely, if he fails at a task, or doesn't live up to expectations, he tends to become depressed. ■ THOUGHTFULRhys happens to be a thoughtful individual. He rarely acts without thinking, and always puts thought into relations with other people. He acts to help people if he can, but will not go beyond what he knows he can do. ■ STUBBORNRhys is particularly stubborn. When settled on a task, it is hard for him to be diverted to anything else, or when he sets his mind to something, it is difficult to move him to another line of thinking. If someone tries to force him to do something he doesn't want to do, he tends to set in his heels and refuse to do what the other is wanting him to do,
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All insects sing tonight The coldest sound I'd send Gods grace tonight Could it be found?
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... You wish for a quick sorting eh? Well, if that's what you wish, then I shall oblige. With a mind like your's, you belong in... Ravenclaw!
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:10 pm
The Sorting Hat
Forks Anonymous
Ａᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ﹕﹕ [x] Ｊᴀᴍs ﹕﹕ [x] Ｍᴏᴏᴅ ﹕﹕ Sassy Ｌᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ﹕﹕ Great Hall Ｃᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs ﹕﹕ Students and Professors Ｔʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ﹕﹕ '...What is the flame charm again..?'
Amidst the sea of nerves and chatter in the antechamber, Esmée was surprisingly calm, with not so much as a single butterfly in her stomach as she waited for her name to be called. Oddly enough, the girl knew that she was ready for this moment. As if her eleven years of life all culminated into this sorting ceremony. Call it hubris, call it arrogance, there was no changing the fact that Esmée simply knew. With her name being called, the first year perked up, a little grin forming in the corner of her lips as she excused herself from the group of first years and headed into the great hall. Walking with an air of confidence in her stride, the girl crossed into the vast room. Hesitant at first, when Esmée caught a glimpse at the old raggedy hat the youngster simply slowed her pace, eyeing it with a look of distaste as the professor urged her to take a seat. ’That ratty old thing…’ She thought disapprovingly as she reluctantly planted herself on the stool. ’So help me, by the Order of Merlin, if this thing gives me lice I’ll burn it...’
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ﹕﹕ Blunt, Quick-witted, and with a viper's tongue, Esmée is the type of person to tell things like they are with no filters. Of course, such a feisty attitude tends to land her in trouble more often than not. Cunning as she is, the girl takes great pride in her ability to weasel herself out of those situations, whether it be through her silver tongue, her (rare) moments of adorable charm, or by sheer brute force. Not particularly a 'people person', her somewhat abrasive and straightforward personality tends to rub people the wrong way, but there are always those who value a dose of reality and truth that are drawn to her.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Burn me? If only I hadn't heard that before! You've proven to have quite the sharp and clever tongue, You like those who crave the truth, And I think you'll find them in... Slytherin!
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:14 pm
The Sorting Hat
Diamond Wales
I have wandered far and wide For something real, something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me, all that is true
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Lynn had a severe case of nerves by the time her name was called, and she shook herself out of it and stepped up to the stool. She could do this. Her brother and most of her family did this, so could she. She straightened her shoulders and took a seat, closing her eyes as she thought one thing. Wherever I'm placed, please make sure I belong there.
■ ADVENTUROUSMichelyn is an adventurous sort, always wanting to explore and discover new things. She always looks for new things she can find, and is willing to get her hands dirty if necessary. However, she is very much a girl, and will say as much. ■ SPIRITEDLynn is also a very driven individual. She is full of life and always has energy to burn. She is as a result always on the move, and hard to pin down. Her enthusiasm for life is pretty hard to dampen, and she gives everything her all. ■ FRIENDLYLynn is friendly, eager to meet new people and make new friends. She always helps out those she considers friends, and has a tendency to have a smile on her face. She is a very hard person to get her feelings hurt, however, and instead tends to brush off things that people might find insulting with relative ease. ■ FRANKLynn, like others in her family, tends to be frank in her dealings with people. She prefers honesty to lies, and will always be upfront with what she is talking about or wants. She refuses to hide or be any other way, and thinks people are much better when they don't try and hide. ■ RESPONSIBLELynn believes that as she is her own person, she is also responsible for her actions and the actions of those around her. She isn't afraid to step forward and receive punishment when punishment is due, but she will object when either the punishment doesn't fit the crime, or she shouldn't be punished at all. ■ CURIOUSLynn has a rather curious personality and is actively trying to find new stuff, or what's behind that door. She can easily get into trouble because of this, but she can't help herself. She doesn't like it when there's something she doesn't know, or if it's been hidden.
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Location: Great Hall Thinking: And here I am... OOC: Winter
More than you'll love, more than you'll hate, More than you'll hold, more than wanted More than you'll crave, more than you'll cherish, More than you'll have, more than wanted
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Make sure you belong? My dear, I hardly make mistakes, I see things hidden deep within. For you, it seems that an adventurous spirit would belong in... Gryffindor!
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:17 pm
The Sorting Hat
Forks Anonymous
(bluh - Dante Bianchi First Year Unsorted Post style coming soon ewewewew)
Ａᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ﹕﹕ [x] Ｊᴀᴍs ﹕﹕ [x] Ｍᴏᴏᴅ ﹕﹕ More Flustered Ｌᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ﹕﹕ Great Hall Ｃᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs ﹕﹕ First Years Ｔʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ﹕﹕ '.....awrgawrgawef....'
Falling prey to the atmosphere in the room, Dante wringed his hands nervously, eyes darting left and right as he felt his pulse begin to accelerate. This was it… this was the moment he would officially become a wizard. This was a day he would always remember, the day he was sorted. What house was he going to be put into? What house did he want to get put into? It was all too much to think about, but the more he tried to clear his mind, the more those thoughts started pouring in. There was no stopping it. And as the feelings intensified, Dante could feel himself getting more and more parched. He looked to his sister, who seemed to be handling it rather well, but no matter how hard he tried to imitate her it just wasn’t happening. By the time his name was called, Dante had given up trying to stay calm, and so like any nervous eleven year old diving into the magical world Dante shuffled across the Great Hall towards the sorting hat.
Much like any boy at his age, Dante is particularly mischievous, tending to get himself in sticky situations all the time - sometimes literally - which he believes is all part of the 'growing up experience'. As a result of this, Dante has been described as bold and fun-loving; never one to back away from a good adventure. While he may be childish and immature at heart, Dante is also an immensely loyal friend, a trustworthy comrade, and highly intuitive for his age when it comes to interacting with others. Capable of picking up social cues and maneuvering himself around social encounters with grace and ease, one can describe Dante as extremely charismatic - a natural charmer, if you will.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... A charming troublemaker eh? I know exactly what to do with you! Better be... Gryffindor!
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:20 pm
The Sorting Hat
EmrysStorm
Sometimes I’m feeling like I’m going insane My neighbour told me that I got bad brains But I’m alright though (We’re alright though) Yeah, we’ll be alright though (We’re alright though)
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Annie could barely contain her excitement the entire time they were lead up from the boat house and through the school and even into the large brilliant Great Hall. Maybe after the sorting she could appreciate what an amazing astrological and magical sight it was that the ceiling looked like the night sky but right now, she just wanted to be sorted! She was going to be placed in a House of people supposedly like her. She hoped she made more friends like Cy and Kai. They were both sorta funny! In a quiet sorta way. Which was fine since she had the tendency to speak too much and much too loudly. She watched as the kids were called up one by one and shot her blonde friend a thumbs up as he went forward. Finally, finally!, it was her turn and she did a weird combination of a jig and skip as she went to the stool and happily plopped herself on it and waited impatiently for it to begin. "Ok Mr. Hat, do your worst!" she said quietly.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm spastastic! Is that a word? I don't think so, but it certainly fits don't you think? What it sort of means is that I'm all over the place! But when I really really like something it would only take a country wide earthquake to tear me away from it. I'm also extremely stubborn, but I also know when things seem to be a lost cause. My dad used to say I have a great since of self preservation, but I think he only said that because whenever we would pull something on mum, I would only leave enough clues leading back to him and not me so that he would get in trouble. My uncle says that's mean but my dad should've thought of it first, he's the adult! Or, was. I don't like talking about it.
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☯Wearing ☯Where ~ The Great Hall ☯With ~ Everyone ☯What ~ Getting sorted!!
They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that We are the leaders of the not-coming-back’s But we’re alright though Yeah, we’re alright though
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... My worst? I'm afraid I can give you nothing but my best. And what I think is best for you is... Gryffindor!
