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[Aberkid]

Name: Kai Kandra
Year: 6th
Personality: Kai is fun but in a weird kind of way. She's loyal
to her friends and loves to read and write. Kai is stubborn so at her house she gets her way. If she doesn't get something right the first time she tends to give up easily.
RP Sample:

Kai walked into the commen room her nose in a book. Another sixth year ran over to her and started asking her something about potions homework but Kai just held up a hand to silence her and kept walking not looking up from her book. As she made her way across the commen room, she tripped, dropped her book, and lost her place. "damn" She grabbed her book book again and ruffled through the pages ignoring the laughter of the other students. Finally she found her spot again, stood up and walked over to the window to continue reading.


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The Sorting Hat ::

I see that you like to be fun. But yet you are to yourself and like to read.

I see the potential in you of a Huflepuff

[Fey McClean]

Name: Fey McClean

Year: 6th

Personality: Fey is known far and wide as being a bit eccentric. But then again, who isn't these days? She's an open book, and wears her heart on her sleeve. At times, she can seem a bit withdrawn, and likes to keep to herself. But she is usually perky, and can be found talking to complete strangers (or trees, she doesn't care). Whenever a friend is in a bind, she's there to help out to the best of her abilities, and she's loyal to no end. She has never had top marks in school, keeping them just above an 'Acceptable', though she could do much better. She can be rather sarcastic, and always has a witty comeback, sometimes they can seem a bit mean.

RP Sample: Fey crouched in the bushes, her bright eyes flitting from person to person. Why did family reunions have to happen? she though to herself. All of her mother's side was there, watching the back door intently, waiting for her to come out. But no, not this time, the young witch thought. She had hopped out her bedroom window the moment the doorbell rang, which was why she was in the bushes. She laughed softly, grabbing up a chocolate frog and taking a bite. She had always thought it wise to keep an emergancy stash of candy in her room, in case she was ever in need of it. A small smile played on her lips- they would never find her. She watched her father wring his hands... angrily? she wondered. Her mother called "Fey, sweetie? Everyone's out back!" Fey's heart sped up, it was THE tone. The 'you get out here now or I'll do something horrid' tone. Fey gasped, thinking of the baby pictures sitting in the front room. With a slight groan she hoiseted herself up, and popped out of the bushes, arms above her head and cried "I'm here!" Her grandmother gave a shriek and passed out. "FEY?!" Shrilled Fey's mother. Uh-Oh.

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THE SORTING HAT:

Hmm...let me think. You are wild and eccentric and more then a bit crazy. You're also a rebel, sometimes you may seem like a horrible person, with that sharp wit of yours. And then there's that quiet streak to your bubbles....I wonder if maybe you should be in....

GRYFFINDOR!

[Ian Reed]

Name: Ian Reed

Year: 2nd

Personality: He can be a very nice person, or he can be very mean. IT reall y all depends on how he's feeling that day. Sometimes he makes bad impressions because he's not really feeling up to talking to people, but he usually winds up making friends with the person after a while. On his good days, he talks way too much, and on the bad days, he talks, but doesn't say anything nice.

Rp Sample:

Ian walked around, trying to find his way around the castle. It had been a long time since he left his dorm. "Do do do.." He hummed, turning the corner. All of a sudden, this kid came out of nowhere. "Hey! Watch where the 'ell you're going!" He yelled at the boy. He could've sworn he heard a sorry come out of the little boy's mouth. "Sorry my arse." He muttered, shoving his way past the boy. He saw one of his friends down at the end of the corridor, but wasn't feeling up to talking to them. Maybe he would be able to explore peacefully outside...

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THE SORTING HAT:

hmm, now you are a difficult one, you can be nice when you want to, and yet you make an effort to be horrible. You would do well in hufflepuff, but i think it is Slytherin

[Abbott Hampton]

Name: Abbott Hampton

Year: 6

Personality: Abbott is an extremely intelligent person. He has no tolerance for stupid and very little tolerance for anything else. He gets annoyed easily and wears his emotions on his sleeve so you always know how he feels about you. He is very loyal to the friends he has and even though he may not act like it would do anything for them. Abbott is very stubborn so if he makes up his mind, good luck changing it.

RP Sample: Abbott stood looking in the mirror at the hair that hung over his ears and was getting close to his pale blue eyes. It’s a good thing his demanding father wasn’t here or he would have to listen about how bad it needed to be cut. Abbott looked down the stairs and sighed. He was behind in all his classes and he wasn’t looking forward to hearing about it from all of his teachers. Abbott straightened his robes out, and then finally made himself go to class and start the long day.

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THE SORTING HAT:

Ah! Some one with a brain, and also a sense of loyalty, i believe the only place for you is Hufflepuff!

[Dai Viscosi]

Name: Dai Viscosi

Year: 6th

Personality:

Dai comes from the line of family that didn't need to worry about being nice toget what they wanted. He,however, has the attitude of a popular student at a muggle school. He is cocky, and he seems to have a right to be. He is successful at pretty much everything he does. His enemies tend to stay away from him for certain reasons, but his friends love him.

He has the mind for adventure. He is brave, and willing to do things that many would cower in corners of. Being who his father is, the minuster, people expect him to be a stuck up brat. That sometimes gets to his head and sinks in too much. But He tends to recover before he cuases too much trouble. Speaking of trouble; He has a sense for it. He loves to cause small mishaps, but nothing large enough for harm or too much trouble.

THe ideal person. Right?

RP Sample:

Dai was walking from the common room just as everyone was waking up. He somehow felt a need to be up earlier than the others today. It was as if it was his "duty".

He walked from out of the portrait and kept walking down the corridor as he heard the portrait shut behind him. He sighed as he looked down the halls and no one was to be seen. Days like this were normally filled with excitement. He would just have to find the action himself. That is what he always did when noone would supply it.

"Hello?" He yelled around the corner as he looked and hoped that someone would at least be hiding there...

No luck, however, as he looked and saw that there was not a soul to be seen. He pulled out his wand and looked around once more. While tapping his wand on the random bricks in the wall of the school. On the last brick that he tapped. It crumbled slightly. He looked around. Getting a little aggravated now, he put his wand back into his robe pocket. No one was going to be around to see what he had done. His mind was debating whether that was a bad thing or not. He walked off into the other direction and down the hall.

Now the only thing in the hall was literally the wind throwing the few crumbs of brick around on the floor. The floor that no one was there to walk on.

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I don't know. You seem cocky and sure of yourself...Slytherin?

No. Only GRYFFINDOR will do for you!

[Jessica Moore]

Name: Jessica Moore

Year: 1st (O_o)

Personality: A very shy person, has a quick wit and a brave heart. She tends to not make her feelings known, which can get her into a lot of trouble. But she enjoys a good adventure just like any other person. She values friendship and trust above a lot of things. Like school. But that doesn't mean she's not a hard worker.

RP Sample:

Jessica chewed the skin of her thumb as she gazed up at Hogwarts castle. It was so...big. And she felt so little.
It felt so amazing, being here. She felt so free and carefree. For the first time really, really happy.
But something kept telling Jess that something bad was going to happen. And while she didn't understand what, she wanted to find out.

Jess dropped her hand and stuffed both of them into the pockets of her jeans. She rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet for a while before starting off.
Into Hogwarts...
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Sorting Hat:

Well. You are complicated now aren't you? You seem to be a little shy, which would put you into ravenclaw. But then you go and Challenge that adventure and value friends on top of schoolwork.

That last part would mean that you have the soul of a Hufflepuff!

[Rita Jones]

Name: Rita Katherine Jones

Year: 6

Personality: The world is made up of leaders and followers. Rita's definitely a leader, and determined to stay one. For her, every step of her life brings a new challenge in which she just proves her leaership skills then moves on. After all, if someone's going to be determining outomes, why not she? Vain as she may seem, she's he daughter of THE most vain woman on this planet so some self-loving qualities are to be expected. After all, Marianne displays much more then her daughter.

Because Rita's parents were always far too busy to give a damn about her, she grew up knowing that she is boss. From her first days she was unnaturally independent and let absoloutely nothing get in the way of her will. After all, where there's a will, there tends to be a way. But by no means is Rita her mother. Sure, she may seem similar what with the bossiness, competitiveness and all, but Marianne Simons and her daughter a two totally different people.

For one thing, Rita makes up her own mind about everything. Never once in her life did she let anyone dictate what she wanted or did, which her mother does every day by giving the public what they want. Her daughter thinks that everyone has to deal with what she has to offer and nothing on earth would ever make Rita change her mind. If she hates you, she hates you forever. If she offers to protect you, she will to the death. Not once has anything she said been contradicted in her actions. This is possibly her biggest strength, and at the same time a huge character flaw.

Something else that Rita has interesting views on is people's opinions of girls. Not strange, since Marianne was hardly the person to teach you about female-ness. Although she is incredibly beautiful, Rita can easily kick most guy's butts. What the hell is the difference? She'd ask you through clenched teeth should you dare to mention femenine actions. Not that she's a tomboy. She could still win a Miss Universe with her eyes closed. That's one thing her non-existant mother taught her.

All in all, Rita's an independent, strong-minded, slightlly cocky, rebellious sixteen year old whose been shaped by high society to be the opposite of their ideal. Every day for her is another game. What tomorrow will bring no one knows. But for now, Rita's going to LIVE.

RP Sample: Spending time with her mother was worse then eating red chillies for Rita. Well, her mother was certainly original enough to be a red pepper. Sitting at the head of the table, at six in the morning looking as perfect as ever, sat Marianne Simons and busily scribbled something on her papers.
"Ah, Rita." she announced crisply looking up from some complicated looking piece of information, "I wanted to talk to you."

Rita rolled her emerald eyes and headed for the cereal dispenser - in situations like this, it was best to let Her do the talking. She put some cornflakes in a bowl and stared down at her outfit: blue jeans and a tight top; cowboy boots. She looked like crap. To put it really mildly.

"Rita. I want you to come to Hogwarts." Marianne had never been one to try and avoid the point. Blunt as ever, her icy blue eyes fell on Rita's brightly lit ones, "It's closer to me."
"Closer to your elections, you mean." If words could kill, Rita's would.
"That too."
"Mother, I think the point you are missing here, is it's my life. Not yours. You lived yours a hell of a long time ago. And are you ever going to leave mine alone?" no, she wasn't shouting, in fact, Rita's voice was dangerously soft, a sort of calm beore the storm.
"No. I won't."

She may as well have known.

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Sorting Hat:

Hmm, do i see some arrogance in you? You are extremly independant and strong minded, there is only one place for you and that is Gryffindor!

[Tashi Lang-Ma]

Name:Tashi Lang-Ma

Year:5th

Personality:
This asian girl knows what she wants, and is extremly strong minded. Very much like her parents she has strong political and social views that she isnt afraid to voice, but she is also extremly reasonable never going to any extremes.
She likes to think of herself as more mature than most people her age, having lost her parents quite young and gone through a lot , including a courage and will testing hike across the Himalayas. Tashi certainly thinks of herself as brave, and it is said that she was a Tiger in an earlier life, a proud lone fighter.

Unsurprisingly she is fairly shy amongst europeans and fnds them loud and obnouxious, not caring for the feelings of others, but also able to walk around with a freedom that constantly amazes her. For this reason it is hard for her to make friends, but when she does she will always stick with them and help them whenever they need her.

Because of her Budhist upbringing she is also very much against violence and fighting, which she sees as barbaric and uncivilised and she views anybody that resorts to fighting as a savage, which is perhaps seems to other people slightly arrogant, but really is am amazing ability to care and love all life on the planet, and want to protect it from harm.

RP Sample:
Tashi sat at the back of the glass room staring bored out of the window, the teacher hadn't arrived yet and the rest of the class were being loud and messing around like 6 year olds. She was lonely and bored already, which wasnt a surprise since most of the people in her year just weren't mature enough to understand her.

So maybe she was judging them to much, she though to herself, gazing down at the grounds where a group of 7th years were argueing, maybe she give them a chance and get to know them before she judged them.

The sound of shouting bought her out of her dream world, a slytherin and a gryffindor were having a very loud and slightly agressive argument, and it certainly looked like they were about to thump each other. Normally she would have leaped out of her seat and told them to stop being stupid, but she was new here, and she didnt know how they would react, so it was only after the first fist hit a face that she jumped up and hurried to the front of the class where the fight was taking place.

"stop it! Both of you, there is no need to get violent!" she excalimed, guessing she sounded rather annoying and arrogent to all the other boys in the class. The two boy stopped argueing and turned to look at her, and it seemed like they were both about to have a go at her when the teacher walked into the classroom.

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Well, well, well. I see bravery, plenty of it. And a determination to prove your point. I also see your high morals and strong opinions. I would sort you into Gryffindor if not for that shy streak of yours, and your hatred of violence. As it is, it's

RAVENCLAW

[xsquared23]

Name:Kerry Laurent
Year:7th
Personality:Kerry is sometimes mysterious, never giving anythign away, as vague as could be. Other times she is rambious, and loves looking for an adventure. She gets bored easily, with a very short attention span. She enjoys others drama, and will stop at nothing to likes to cause it also. She is very friendly though, and is very loyal to her friends. She can act polite and use her french manners, but only when she doesn't get her way. But later on, you have to be careful-she's a troublemaker. She enjoys any kind of rock music and ethnic food. She dresses anyway she wants, but she considers herself very stylish, because, in fact, she is. She gets excellent grades but teachers still don't like her because she gets them easily. She's clever and never runs out of ideas.

RP Sample: The tall and vague looking 7th year went wondering into random classrooms until she finally found one that was packed with people. She knew she looked vague and unremarkable, which is what she was aiming for. She saw an array of older boys and girls in the corner of the room flirting and joking around. In juxtaposition, she saw timid younger boys and girls seperated into tiny cliques on the other side. She heard their young whispers and realized that they were looking at her. It was hard not to: Her shimmery silver hair could attract anyone. She felt around in her tiny bag in her pocket and found the Dungbomb. She pulled her hood over her head and threw the dungbomb against the wall when she was sure no one was looking. She heard it hit the wall and she began to push herself through the crowd of disgusted third years. Mission completed. She caused an entire classroom to smell-the class she had next. She didn't want to take the exam anyway. Once she got outside, she waved her wand over herself and the smell disappeared. She began to laugh uncontrollably.

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I know a group of people just as crazy as you are...which, you are, by the way.

HUFFLEPUFF!

This post has been edited by Veronica Clarkson on Jun 9 2007, 08:28 AM

[Kelsey Peterson]

Name: Kelsey Peterson

Year: 2nd

Personality: Kelsey was a nice respected young lady until the day her father left her. then she became somewhat of a BAD WORD to everyone, even her friends. she likes to smile ad laugh and have fun with her friends, but when she says enough is enough, she means it. she is easily annoyed by people who are not as smart or blunt as she is.... her motto is "if you have something to say to me, don't make it sweet." she loves to tease the guys with short skits and tight shirts, but when shes not trying to "woo" anyone, she's in comfortable clothes. she doesn't really give a care what people say about her, she likes who she is and she knows who she is.... no one will ever change her....

RP Sample: Kelsey walks into the dining hall anctios to meat up with her friends, at first she doesn't spot them..... looking aroung nurvously she spots them after they shout her name.

"hey guys, i didn't see you here" she says as she looks over at the cute guy on the other side of her friend. "hey you like my shirt, it's new.....I love this time of year."

"me too," her friend says in reply, "I love snow and white owls, and ice skating, it's so wonderful when you have nothing to worry about."

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Please read the Guide to Role-Playing before actually doing it. You have to RP in the PAST TENSE. But:

I see a lot of hate and a need to be noticed. You think you're so pretty, don't you? Well, with all that determination and bitchiness, I see only one house for you...SLYTHERIN

[Pyrce Nikolle St. Peters]

Name:Pyrce Nikolle St. Peters

Year:4th

Personality:Pyrce is a friendly person, usually. On a normal day, she's all smiles and up for brightening anyone's day. Pyrce is a loyal friend, and has enough hyperactivity to go around. The fourteen year old is an average teenager; she likes music and talk to friends. Her bubbly air ensures a good time full of joking and laughter to anyone who should make her aqunatence.

RP Sample:Pyrce walked up the tower steps up to the Owlery. When she pushed open the door, her messenger bag busted from the bottom and all of her things fell out. "Oh, poo." She sighed, bending down to pick up ther stuff. After she mended bag and replaced her things into it, she gently pulled out the letter she had written to her mother the night before. "Oh, mother," she sighed with a smile, rising to her feet. As she walked over to the window, Pyrce called to the same owl she always used, which fluttered to her. "Hey birdy, birdy. Laila said sweetly as she tied her letter around its leg. It hooted softly, then after Pyrce finished tieing, flew off into the sun.
Pyrce watch fly as far as she could, but had to shield her eyes from the setting sun's bright light. Picking up her bag and replacing it on her back, Laila turned round and started towards the door. Footsteps? Who else would be coming up here this late?" Not in the mood for infrontation, Laila hid on the side of the door frame. planning to sneak out at her first chance. She waited for the door to swing open.

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Bouncy, bubbly and so much fun! There's only one place for the likes of you. HUFFLEPUFF

((OOC: You may want to read over your syff a bit. I don't really get the RP sample, but never mind. I'm in a good, unfussy mood! XD))

This post has been edited by Veronica Clarkson on Jun 30 2007, 11:03 AM

[Ryan Miers]

Name: Ryan Miers

Year: 5th

Personality: Ryan is a guy you can easily like. He had a bubbly personality, and a warm heart. He tries to stay on everyone good side. He loves to joke around, but sometimes his jokes can be offensive. He tries not to be but sometimes he is cocky. He believes a little cockiness isn't bad though. One should be confident about one self. He is an average fifteen year old. He is all about the friends and well... girls. He is a bit of a goof when it comes to magic. He never seems to get things right away. If someone says something about him he is quick to say something more clever and mean. Though he is more words than fight.

RP Sample:
Ryan walked into the classroom and had a seat near one of his casual friends. He wasn't very up to this particular charms class. Then again he couldn't remember when he was very into class at all. The teacher started to instruct the class on a new spell. He sighed deeply. He was still trying to figure out the last spell. "great..." he whispered. His friend giggled next to him knowing that Ryan wouldn't be able to do the spell.

He looked around the class slowly. Everyone was hard at work practacing the new spell. He picked up his wand for a moment and then placed it back down on the desk. He then raised his hand. "uh, sir i really need to use the bathroom," He lied.

"go ahead, but be quick," the teacher said

Ryan got up from his seat and walked out of the classroom. He paused for a second wondering if he should just go back to his dorm. He couldn't do that of course. He walked slowly to the nearest bathroom. Once in he made his way to the sinks.

"you can do this, Ryan" He said to the mirror. He splashed some water on his face, and then walked out. He tried walking even slower back to the classroom, but it didn't matter. Class was no were near over when he returned to his seat. "i guess i should at least try," he mumbled picking up his wand once more.

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I see you have a bubbly attitude. But you can clever and mean when you have to be.

I can see you in many houses. But, the one I shall trust you to be in shall be HUFFLEPUFF

[Daniel Emerson]

Name:Daniel Emerson
Year: 6th
Personality:Daniel is very smart, a quick learner. He is very social, loves to play and hang out with others. His favorite past time is magic dueling. Daniel has many moments where he secludes himself from the others to think about life in general.Daniel has a funny personality and loving one. He often finds himself focussing too much on girls more than his school work. He likes to go on adventures and always seeks something new.
RP Sample: Daniel sat on his bed, having a good night sleep he pulled his wand out and flicked it, his firebolt shooting into his hand. Daniel began to dress, smelling breakfast, he would skip today, not able to eat. It smelled delicious however and he had a hard time resisting as he buttoned his Yellow cloak with the black sleeves. The pitch black gloves and tieing his hair in a pony tail. He strapped goggles onto his forehead and rubbed his hands together.
"Show time." He said looking rather spiffy, he walked down the stairs and took his wand pointing it at his throat and muttering an incatation to make it louder.
"WAKE UP TEAM!" He roared, hearing muffled screams and thumps. They fell out of bed, Daniel felt his mouth twist into a grin as he saw a fruit bowl. He grabbed an apple and bit into it as his team ran downstairs lining up, suited up.
"Come! Practice!" Daniel spoke with his mouth full, letting the juice from the apple squirm down his throat refreshingly as they walked outside, it was snowing.
"Goggles on!" Daniel ordered, his team simultaneously pushed their goggles onto their eyes. Daniel felt a wide smile form across his cold face as they all took to the skys.
"Okay! Today we are running some drills, Chasers! I want you to score on the keeper! At least ten times each, so we can have a steady lead at the start," Daniel held out two hands, holding his paddle, tossing it to his left hand. "Make him look to the left, when he should be to the right." Daniel said as the keeper and chasers began to practice. "Okay, seeker, what us beaters are going to do is try and distract you from catching the snitch, its our job to make a bloody mess of you anyway." Daniel said with a soft smile. "Ready?" He said lettin go of the snitch and watched as the two bludgers flew into the sky. The seeker spun, at unmatchable speeds towards the snitch, his eyes darting left and right, the goggles smeared with snow. A bludger passed right in front of his nose. Daniel smirked. "Careful! You need to be aware of your surroundings." He said as he turned to the two chasers, who where moving in a rhythm as to distract the keeper.

This post has been edited by Daniel Emerson on Aug 5 2007, 12:12 AM

[Fagen Kaidance]

Name:Fagen Kaidence
Year: 6th
Personality:most people hate Fagen, he is a sly, and tempermental young man. he is irish and takes after that steriotype. tempermental, grouchy, beer loving folk that ALWAYS get into trouble. Fagen is the nastiest type of creature that will bite your head off at a single glance that he doesn't approve of.
RP Sample: as Fagen walked up the stairs to the 3rd floor growling to himself about the little first year that tried to trip him, he met up with a beautiful young lady. he quickly began to believe in love at first sight Fagen never thought he would fall in love at this mangy old school, but he knew he could make it work if his friends stayed out of the way.