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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 11:13 am
A g n e s H a l l ~ First Year   Agnes a bit dumbfounded at first looked up as her name was called. She held her arm at the elbow as she felt several stares fall upon. It wasn't that she was nervous she just didn't like the attention as everyone grew quiet. Quietly and with a blank mind she jumped onto the chair staring into the tables long before her. Her glasses fell down the arch of her nose, but she left them there waiting to see what house she would be put into. Though excited her expression stayed emotionless as the hat was placed on her head. Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm very apathetic, yet caring, quiet, weird, average-smart, and tend to space out when being spoken to. At times I speak random phrases that don't make sense at first, but otherwise stay quiet and just listen. Even if I keep my eyes half-closed and act sleepy I pay attention to small details about my friends and keep a good record of what they like and dislike which makes it seem like I'm a caring person. Same goes for the times when I'm in class, although my eyes wander around the class and rarely speak I keep good record of all the small details including voice alterations or certain emphasize on words. Tests and quizzes are a breeze for me, but I like to keep everything average or even fail a test on purpose just so I don't get unnecessary attention. I also tend to express my feelings in a very open way whether its the brutal truth or a rare, but very clear facial expression toward friends. I don't lie or keep things inside so sometimes it's hard to deal with me. I'm a classic romantic even though I don't ever express much feeling toward anything.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:31 pm
 Matilda DuffyMatilda was filled with trepidation as she heard her named called for the sorting hat. Taking a few shuffling steps forward, her hand unconsciously raised to her her curly red locks, twirling a curl around one finger nervously.
She had been told all about the sorting by her father, and had been excited to see what house she would fit in. Now, though, in front of all these new people she had never met, she would be expected to wear this ratty old hat and be judge.
Taking a deep breath, Matilda straightened her back and widened her stride. There was no turning back now. She must act with confidence, even when terrified, as the Duffys were meant.People say that, in a nutshell, I'm Self center, but loyal to those deserving. I keep to myself mostly, but can’t resist reaching out to a person seriously in need. I am outwardly scornful of muggles or half-muggles, and when asked about my own heritage I’m likely to try to talk around the question.
I have a short temper, and tend towards irritation, frustration, and downright fury when put on the spot. When comfortable I’m often prone to flights of fancy, taking joy simple and often odd or macabre things, like the beauty of a splattered crow or the grace of a spider. I think big, and am very ambitious.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 4:53 pm
 ℒεηησ✗ gαℓvαηι, Fιяsт Yεαяxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx -house-mood ► Anxious thought ► Where am I? location ► Hogwarts Lennox felt a bottomless pit in his stomach as he walked in between the two longe wooden tables. Everyone that was back at the train seemed to have all gathered upon in this large room, openly staring at the new younglings. His steps became brisk little movements as he sought to near the front so that less people might have a chance of staring at him. But doing so would bring even more attention to himself as he would be seen as the overethusiastic student. Again, he changed his pace so that it was somewhat in the middle, shielded from most eyes as he hid in between his classmates.
As they closed in on the table that was occupied with professors, a chair blocked their way. Everyone halted and gathered a crowd around it so he assumed that it was to some importance. On the stool was a raggety old hat that looked like it was well older than anything in this room. It would have probably passed for any old wizarding hat if it wasn't for the three slits making for it's eyes and nose. His eyes widened as the first student had taken a seat on the stool, the hat being placed upon her head. It talked! Lennox closed his mouth in fear of inhaling more of the things that was making him have delirious delusions of talking hats. That just wasn't possible. Nevertheless, it seemed that everyone was accustomed to these kind of things so he stood idly. Pretending that things such as this were normal in his life. Blend in. Don't make yourself stand out. Especially not when the whole school was here watching you.
As each student was placed upon the hot seat, Lennox began to pay more close attention to the words that it spoke. It seemed that these four table housed a specific trait in which stood out amongst the others. He glanced at the students already seated, trying to make out which was the friendliest bunch. The Headmistres gave him little to no information about what they were doing for his poor hearing was in it's works once more. A table erupted in cheers and claps as they greeted each new student to their house. When it was finally Lennox's turn, he took a deep breath before taking a seat upon the stool. His eyes were shut tight, afraid to look at those who were staring at him. Just call out a house already. Any of them. Just as long as he could get out of the eyes of the rest, so he can feel relieved that no one was paying him any attention. His heart beat could be heard a mile away, as he anxiously awaited for the hat's words.
People say that, in a nutshell I'm spontaneous and ridiculously bubbly. I can get obnoxious to the point of being annoying. If I’m not annoying already to begin with. When I first meet a person I’m a quiet and polite lad. My spastic nature causes my words to slip out of my tongue before I have a chance to think things through. My brain seems to be disconnected to the rest of my body for I can be a total klutz and stutter often. To them, I’m a nonchalant boy who doesn’t care for much things and let loose. Tolerant of most people, and a bit of a pushover. However that’s what most people think of me. I’m a wuss. Not gonna lie. I’m afraid of trying new things especially food. For the sake of fitting in, I play along or pretend that my fear isn’t there so that others may see me as normal. When I make mistakes, emberassing myself, I purposefully laugh along with the others, hiding the pain and emberassment from others. Someway or another, I tend to purposefully drift away from others, fear of not fitting in. I always think about my place in the world and how inferior how I am. Always comparing myself to others, degrading myself any possible moment I can. I can be cruel at times as well. In the moments where people slip or act up, I maintain a high posture and usually jeer at the incompetence of others when in fact I’m one of them. I like to feel important and therefore try to bring attention to myself. Not too much though, then people might see how awkward I really am. I can barely keep a conversion with another person for very long without coming to an awkward silence. Only with a few people can I actually open to and but even then only let them see only a slight part of me. Every once in a while, I’ll slip and my true concerned self pops up, spilling it to the closest person I can find. My trust is easy to gain as well but not easy to lose. I’m constantly thinking if I should be close to my friends or not, how much I should open up to them therefore my ability to make new friends by myself is extremely low. My buttons are hard to find but when pushed, my dislike towards that person is not well hidden. When alone, I entertain myself easily and find the amusement in the most simplest things. I get distracted easily and procrastinate too often. I dedicate my effort in my studies but when I realize that I don’t need to try too hard to get good grades, my dedication becomes shaky. When I want, I can be very focused on one thing but the hard part is that I lose interest quickly or just merely give up. Feeding myself lies of my incompetence. I ask too much questions and when I feel like people are constantly staring for my questions, only in class, my self conscience thoughts come up again which shuts me up. My language consists of dry humor and sarcastic remarks. It’s easy to excite me over unimportant things but when it comes to big decisions, I feel like I couldn’t care less. Upon first meeting, I can be very judgemental and I despise myself for that. I hold on to the few friends that I have and can be very possessive of them, sometimes even jealous of others for the amount of people that care for them. Sometimes I’m slightly manipulative, using others, my ‘resources’, as a means of getting what I want although I feel bad in the bottom of my gut for doing so.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 6:56 pm
 Sato Aiko
First Year
Where am I? Great Hall.
What am I doing? Sorting!
What am I thinking? Ravenclaw!
Who am I with? Everyone. Aiko calmly walked up to the stool and sat down on the stool. She calmed her mind and tried to think clearly for the Sorting Hat. Quiet as ever, she looked around at the other tables and waiting for the Sorting Hat's decision. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm closed, distant and odd. I'm the silent type, who rarely opens her mouth. Usually, when I do speak, I say something very profound. When I was a child, my parents thought I was handicapped because I didn't speak. I don't make friends easy because of my distance. Though, once you've earned my trust, I am a very defensive and protective friend. When it comes to classwork, I'm very concise and direct. I value good schoolwork over just about everything else. I can have moments of jovial release, where I surprise people by talking a great deal, usually babbling about nothing in general.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:02 pm
Arr -- k u n  ❝ IGRAINE TILLY BOULSTRIDGE ❞
Iggy jumped a little as her name was called and she carefully pushed through her peers to walk up the steps and up onto the dais, plopping onto the stool and gripping the seat in her hands as all the elder students turned to look in her direction -- waiting to hear the verdict of her placement. She squeezed her eyes shut and her nails bit into the wood of the seat, trying to calm her breathing as the hat was placed upon her head.
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People say that, in a nutshell, I'm
◦ able to discern and judge properly of what is true or right
◦ knowledgeable // of stories, herbs, plants, stars, etc
◦ eager to learn
◦ meddlesome
◦ willing to engage in an unusual experience
◦ full of risk
◦ frank; open and sincere
◦ straightforward
◦ stubborn
FIRST YEAR  Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya called the first name on her list. "Igraine Boulstridge!" The girl seemed eager for Sorting. Anya smiled at the girl and placed the Sorting Hat down on her head.  The Sorting Hat A thirst for knowledge A hunger for the unusual An open mind and a hopeful heart... That makes you perfect for... Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:14 pm
Cortlyn1211 Leanna Blackhawk She was still rather ecstatic, and now being in line for the sorting hat, she was even more happy. If that was possible. Still, she was praying to be chosen for Ravenclaw. When she had been called, she jumped sky high. She bolted up to the stool, but she immediately regretted it, fearing it would cloud the judgement. Ugh! But what if that's gonna cloud the judgment?! GRAH! STOP THINKING! Her face contorted into a gnarled look of focus as she tried to suppress her feelings. It only took a moment, but when she did, not only were her emotions cleared temporarily, but she remembered everything from her Father's books. Remembered the last things her mother had said to her. Remembered the day Luna hatched. All of her happy memories came back to her, but she smiled, noticing the memories of the contents of the books. Ravenclaw, hello, she thought happily. Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm secluded and serious, although once people get to know me, I really lighten up. I am often called a bookworm because of how much I read...although, I'm mostly reading my Father's alchemy books. Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya smiled to the girl and directed her over to her house, then smiled at the table. She looked down at the list then called the next name. "Leanna Blackhawk!" This girl, as well, seemed very eager for Sorting. The Deputy Headmistress placed the Sorting Hat on the girl's head. The Sorting HatA love of books and knowledge, An open and hungry mind, Makes my job easy. I know just where you go... Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:27 pm
ChibiBento Allysse Lukas- Undecided First Year
Where is Allysse? Sitting on the sorting stool Who is Allysse with? The Deputy Headmistress What is Allysse's mood? Nervous yet ecstatic  When Allysse's name was called, she thought it was a bit strange, because suddenly, everybody who listened closely automaticaly knew her name. At her old school, she generally had to introduce herself instead of a teacher. She confidently strides up to the ruddy, old hat, although inside her heart is beating like crazy. She sat down on the wooden stool, gripping the side and peering up as the hat was place on her head. --------------------- People say that, in a nutshell, I'm stubborn, brave only when I need it, and kind. Also, by some people, Im refered to as: annoying, pesky, and snoopy. Im also told Im sleepy when I dont go to bed before 9, and grumpy in the mornings. My sister thinks Im bossy. But gladfully, nobody else does. Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya pointed the new Ravenclaw girl to the Ravenclaw table, then looked down at the list and called out the next name. "Allysse Lukas!" The girl seemed confident and Anya nodded, placing the Sorting Hat on her head. The Sorting HatBrave and stubborn... Curious to the point of snooping, You wear the mane of a lion. Therefore, you are perfect for... Gryffindor!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:32 pm
RobokittenRemix   Rudolphus looked dumbfoundedly about the Great Hall. He'd been entranced by the ceiling on the way up, he hadn't noticed everyone now staring up at them. The hat was brought out, and after taking in the song thoughtfully, he wondered why they didn't mend the ratty old hat any. Probably historical reasons. Or maybe it would offend the hat. Who knows. He stood nervously, waiting for his name to be called, and when it finally was, he stepped forward, placing the hat on his head. Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm Quite intelligent and bookish, I spend a lot of time reading, though hardly for any specific purpose, and I spend as much time slacking off as I do learning. I'm quite shy, but people agree it is for the better given my quick temperment. However, I often simmer down as quickly as my tempers boil over, and spend a fair amount of time reflecting how my mood swings affect me. I pick up on things swiftly, and tend to loose interest when things i already grasp become to repetitive. Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya directed the new Gryffindor over to her table and smiled at them, catching Tamara's eye. Then she looked down at the list and called out the next name on the it. "Rudolphus Gaspar!" The boy timidly approached and Anya placed the Sorting Hat down on his head. The Sorting HatYou are intelligent and wise beyond your years, Quiet and brilliant, you have your temperament in check. And the definitive love of books make you perfect for... Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:59 pm
iColoredWords Mia Kyree-First Year  When her name was called, Mia marched right up to the hat and sat down on the stool. Being an extremely confident person helped Mia in these types of situations, and she wanted it to stay that way. Its not like anybody would make fun of her for being confident, so just doing it and getting it over was Mia's thing.
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People say, that in a nutshell, I'm Energetic, somewhat spazzy, helpful, sarcastic to people that annoy me, dramatic, very self confident, and most of all, Im a loud person.
Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya directed the boy to the Ravenclaw table and then looked at her list for the next name. She scanned the crowd of first years and said, "Mia Kyree!" The girl marched up to the stool and sat down confidently. Anya smirked and placed the Sorting Hat on her head. The Sorting HatConfident and proud, Helpful and energetic. Your intentions are pure. You will do your best in... Gryffindor!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:12 pm
Sulai Hine A g n e s H a l l ~ First Year Agnes a bit dumbfounded at first looked up as her name was called. She held her arm at the elbow as she felt several stares fall upon. It wasn't that she was nervous she just didn't like the attention as everyone grew quiet. Quietly and with a blank mind she jumped onto the chair staring into the tables long before her. Her glasses fell down the arch of her nose, but she left them there waiting to see what house she would be put into. Though excited her expression stayed emotionless as the hat was placed on her head. Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm very apathetic, yet caring, quiet, weird, average-smart, and tend to space out when being spoken to. At times I speak random phrases that don't make sense at first, but otherwise stay quiet and just listen. Even if I keep my eyes half-closed and act sleepy I pay attention to small details about my friends and keep a good record of what they like and dislike which makes it seem like I'm a caring person. Same goes for the times when I'm in class, although my eyes wander around the class and rarely speak I keep good record of all the small details including voice alterations or certain emphasize on words. Tests and quizzes are a breeze for me, but I like to keep everything average or even fail a test on purpose just so I don't get unnecessary attention. I also tend to express my feelings in a very open way whether its the brutal truth or a rare, but very clear facial expression toward friends. I don't lie or keep things inside so sometimes it's hard to deal with me. I'm a classic romantic even though I don't ever express much feeling toward anything. Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya directed Mia over to the Gryffindor table then called the next name from the list. "Agnes Hall!" The girl awkwardly approached the stool. Anya smiled at her to calm her down and placed the Hat on her head. The Sorting HatThe attention to detail and the openness of self, And an breezy view of life make you perfect for... Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:01 pm
Lillik Matilda DuffyMatilda was filled with trepidation as she heard her named called for the sorting hat. Taking a few shuffling steps forward, her hand unconsciously raised to her her curly red locks, twirling a curl around one finger nervously.
She had been told all about the sorting by her father, and had been excited to see what house she would fit in. Now, though, in front of all these new people she had never met, she would be expected to wear this ratty old hat and be judge.
Taking a deep breath, Matilda straightened her back and widened her stride. There was no turning back now. She must act with confidence, even when terrified, as the Duffys were meant.People say that, in a nutshell, I'm Self center, but loyal to those deserving. I keep to myself mostly, but can’t resist reaching out to a person seriously in need. I am outwardly scornful of muggles or half-muggles, and when asked about my own heritage I’m likely to try to talk around the question.
I have a short temper, and tend towards irritation, frustration, and downright fury when put on the spot. When comfortable I’m often prone to flights of fancy, taking joy simple and often odd or macabre things, like the beauty of a splattered crow or the grace of a spider. I think big, and am very ambitious. Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya directed Agnes over to the Ravenclaw table with a polite smile, then called the next name from the list. Looking up, she called out, "Matilda Duffy!" The girl seemed a little nervous about Sorting. However, once she had taken a seat on the stool, she seemed more confident. Anya placed the Sorting Hat on her head. The Sorting HatWith a distaste for Muggles, Scornful and quick to anger, Prideful of pureblood heritage, You fit perfectly in... Slytherin!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:29 pm
Unknown Apothecary ℒεηησ✗ gαℓvαηι, Fιяsт Yεαяxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx -house-mood ► Anxious thought ► Where am I? location ► Hogwarts Lennox felt a bottomless pit in his stomach as he walked in between the two longe wooden tables. Everyone that was back at the train seemed to have all gathered upon in this large room, openly staring at the new younglings. His steps became brisk little movements as he sought to near the front so that less people might have a chance of staring at him. But doing so would bring even more attention to himself as he would be seen as the overethusiastic student. Again, he changed his pace so that it was somewhat in the middle, shielded from most eyes as he hid in between his classmates.
As they closed in on the table that was occupied with professors, a chair blocked their way. Everyone halted and gathered a crowd around it so he assumed that it was to some importance. On the stool was a raggety old hat that looked like it was well older than anything in this room. It would have probably passed for any old wizarding hat if it wasn't for the three slits making for it's eyes and nose. His eyes widened as the first student had taken a seat on the stool, the hat being placed upon her head. It talked! Lennox closed his mouth in fear of inhaling more of the things that was making him have delirious delusions of talking hats. That just wasn't possible. Nevertheless, it seemed that everyone was accustomed to these kind of things so he stood idly. Pretending that things such as this were normal in his life. Blend in. Don't make yourself stand out. Especially not when the whole school was here watching you.
As each student was placed upon the hot seat, Lennox began to pay more close attention to the words that it spoke. It seemed that these four table housed a specific trait in which stood out amongst the others. He glanced at the students already seated, trying to make out which was the friendliest bunch. The Headmistres gave him little to no information about what they were doing for his poor hearing was in it's works once more. A table erupted in cheers and claps as they greeted each new student to their house. When it was finally Lennox's turn, he took a deep breath before taking a seat upon the stool. His eyes were shut tight, afraid to look at those who were staring at him. Just call out a house already. Any of them. Just as long as he could get out of the eyes of the rest, so he can feel relieved that no one was paying him any attention. His heart beat could be heard a mile away, as he anxiously awaited for the hat's words.
People say that, in a nutshell I'm spontaneous and ridiculously bubbly. I can get obnoxious to the point of being annoying. If I’m not annoying already to begin with. When I first meet a person I’m a quiet and polite lad. My spastic nature causes my words to slip out of my tongue before I have a chance to think things through. My brain seems to be disconnected to the rest of my body for I can be a total klutz and stutter often. To them, I’m a nonchalant boy who doesn’t care for much things and let loose. Tolerant of most people, and a bit of a pushover. However that’s what most people think of me. I’m a wuss. Not gonna lie. I’m afraid of trying new things especially food. For the sake of fitting in, I play along or pretend that my fear isn’t there so that others may see me as normal. When I make mistakes, emberassing myself, I purposefully laugh along with the others, hiding the pain and emberassment from others. Someway or another, I tend to purposefully drift away from others, fear of not fitting in. I always think about my place in the world and how inferior how I am. Always comparing myself to others, degrading myself any possible moment I can. I can be cruel at times as well. In the moments where people slip or act up, I maintain a high posture and usually jeer at the incompetence of others when in fact I’m one of them. I like to feel important and therefore try to bring attention to myself. Not too much though, then people might see how awkward I really am. I can barely keep a conversion with another person for very long without coming to an awkward silence. Only with a few people can I actually open to and but even then only let them see only a slight part of me. Every once in a while, I’ll slip and my true concerned self pops up, spilling it to the closest person I can find. My trust is easy to gain as well but not easy to lose. I’m constantly thinking if I should be close to my friends or not, how much I should open up to them therefore my ability to make new friends by myself is extremely low. My buttons are hard to find but when pushed, my dislike towards that person is not well hidden. When alone, I entertain myself easily and find the amusement in the most simplest things. I get distracted easily and procrastinate too often. I dedicate my effort in my studies but when I realize that I don’t need to try too hard to get good grades, my dedication becomes shaky. When I want, I can be very focused on one thing but the hard part is that I lose interest quickly or just merely give up. Feeding myself lies of my incompetence. I ask too much questions and when I feel like people are constantly staring for my questions, only in class, my self conscience thoughts come up again which shuts me up. My language consists of dry humor and sarcastic remarks. It’s easy to excite me over unimportant things but when it comes to big decisions, I feel like I couldn’t care less. Upon first meeting, I can be very judgemental and I despise myself for that. I hold on to the few friends that I have and can be very possessive of them, sometimes even jealous of others for the amount of people that care for them. Sometimes I’m slightly manipulative, using others, my ‘resources’, as a means of getting what I want although I feel bad in the bottom of my gut for doing so.
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work it harder • make it better
do it faster • make us stronger Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya sent Matilda over to the Slytherin table with a smile and then called the next name from her list. "Lennox Galvani!" The boy seemed very nervous. She smirked, remembering her first year. She placed the Sorting Hat down on his head. The Sorting HatYou have many qualities from each House, Which makes Sorting you hard. Do not doubt yourself and you will be great. For you to do best, you belong in... Hufflepuff!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:34 pm
TahiriVeilaPanjrinanu Sato Aiko
First Year
Where am I? Great Hall.
What am I doing? Sorting!
What am I thinking? Ravenclaw!
Who am I with? Everyone. Aiko calmly walked up to the stool and sat down on the stool. She calmed her mind and tried to think clearly for the Sorting Hat. Quiet as ever, she looked around at the other tables and waiting for the Sorting Hat's decision. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm closed, distant and odd. I'm the silent type, who rarely opens her mouth. Usually, when I do speak, I say something very profound. When I was a child, my parents thought I was handicapped because I didn't speak. I don't make friends easy because of my distance. Though, once you've earned my trust, I am a very defensive and protective friend. When it comes to classwork, I'm very concise and direct. I value good schoolwork over just about everything else. I can have moments of jovial release, where I surprise people by talking a great deal, usually babbling about nothing in general.Professor Anyanka Swan
Deputy Headmistress Anya smiled at the boy and sent him of to the Hufflepuff table, then looked at the next name on the list. She furrowed her brow and looked up, spotting the Asian girl. She nodded and called the next name. "Aiko Sato!" The girl calmly approached the stool and sat. Anya placed the Sorting Hat on her head. The Sorting HatAhh... a silent one. You speak your mind very rarely, Yet you formulate opinions about everything. Your focus and determination will bring you great things. The best House for you is definitely... Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 9:07 pm
Paige Cook
first year  Paige fidgeted impatiently as the list was called. She was somewhat curious about what where she would be sorted, but mostly just ready to eat. For whatever reason, the Great Hall seemed so much fuller than the train had, which she guessed was because she was seeing everyone at once. She took note of who looked friendly, prissy, and downright mean. She was going to make friends before the end of this week, or who would keep her entertained during classes? Though, she thought, with any luck, magic classes would be a little more interesting than math. It was a couple of minutes before she though to look up, and what she saw surprised her. The room appeared to have no ceiling, but was open to the night sky above. Or did it just look that way? The Hall was a little too stuffy for a room without a ceiling, plus where would they eat if it rained? She wondered if they ever cleared out the tables and went "camping" in here, and whether or not wizards had s'mores. When her name was finally called, she half-walked, half-skipped up to sit hard on the three-legged stool and pulled the hat over her head. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm impulsive. Sometimes I do stupid things just because I wasn't thinking when I decided to do them. When I'm bored, everyone around me had better look out, because leaving me to entertain myself has proven to be dangerous in the past. I spent many years of my childhood fashioning fake bows and arrows to shoot at the old lady next door (completely harmless), climbing (and subsequently getting stuck in) trees, and tackling the neighbor kids to the ground in intense games of tag. Because I play a little rough, most of my friends are guys. There are a few select girl friends I have who enjoy running around and getting into things as much as me. When I'm with my friends, I am often boisterous and excitable. I have never been one to sit still for any length of time, and thus was often in trouble at school. Though my intellect isn't lacking, my disgust with all things academic have kept my grades average, at best. I am always honest and upfront, even if you won't appreciate what I've got to say. Sometimes, I could probably say things more tactfully than I do, but I'm a big believer that beating around the bush just wastes everyone's time. I like being around people who are just as direct as I am, though our similar personalities and my short temper may often cause us to argue.
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