The wait was endless, and Ariana continued to fidget about, fixing her robe and skirt, but when her name was finally called, she bounced up to the hat. She only began to get nervous when she sat herself down on the stood and waited for the hat to be placed on her head, and her hair started turning a light orange colour.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm a very quirky girl, and I suppose they're true. Altogether, I'm a very kind person; I like people, so I like being friendly to others! When I become friends with someone, I'm unconditionally trusting to them, sometimes. With this, I usually get into a bit of trouble without ever meaning to... I suppose I can't really do much about that, though. I'm also a very tolerant and open-minded person; I'll pretty much accept anyone I meet. I believe that, in some aspects, all people have some kind of good in them. Yes, it's a very naïve view, but I'm an optimist, what can I say? I've been told I'm also very patient; some people believe I could wait for years for someone, but I don't believe it, however it is a rather funny thought.
Whether people believe it or not, I'm actually a very witty and intelligent person. I guess most people think that, because I'm so unconditionally trusting, I'm not really that bright, but it's not true...I'm just a bit smarter in school subjects than street smarts... I'll work hard on everything that I do, as well, and will always be very dedicated to the work I do. I suppose it helps a lot that I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty, and I love to do work! I usually think of creative ways to solve problems or get work done, and that's often because I'll get bored with work, so I enjoy making games out of it all!
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 4:37 pm
Dalton's heart pounding in his chest. It was only a sorting, why on earth was he so nervous? When the boy's name was called, he walked towards the hat, hands shaking. Sweat dripped down his forehead either due to his nervousness or due to the room which felt hotter than it had a few moments ago.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm intelligent. Everyone except my older sister and step sister say that. They just say I'm a nerd. Can I help that I actually enjoy reading and learning new things? I also care about my grades. A lot. School is one of the most important things to me. I am also pretty crafty and innovative sometimes. I'm not usually too uptight about anything, but I do get nervous every once in a while. Hey, who doesn't? Especially when talking to a girl that I like or that I find pretty. I cannot tell a lie either. Well, I can try, but it is obvious by my expression that what I'm saying is not the truth. Oh well, at least I can memorize easily. I guess I would rather do that than tell a lie, anyways. I mean, why would anyone even want to lie? Oh, did I mention I babble on and on sometimes? It's actually kind of funny because you would think I realize it, but I don't. I mean, I could be doing it now without even knowing.. I am babbling on and on... aren't I? That happens whenever I get nervous.
Iris Alethea Whitte~Unsorted First Year~Pure Blood
Iris stepped forward when her name was called, taking a seat and allowing the hat to be placed on her head.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm polite and passive. I’m often called the pretty child who doesn’t say much. When pressed, people usually can’t recall me having many friends or playing with others much, but say I seem to be cheerful enough. But I’m really smiling on the outside, empty inside. Sometimes, I almost speak up, almost set my heels in and say "No!" at the top of my lungs. Sometimes, I feel this little spark in the pit of my stomach, and I know if I focus on it, if I let it grow, I could shout and scream and stand up and fight. I could. But I can't let myself! I can't! Please, I want to find out what happens if I can just take the first step! No, it's too dangerous!
Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 7:29 pm
Momma taught me good home training. My Daddy taught me how to love my haters. My sister told me I should speak my mind.
Vanessa watched the other students as they were called up. This must be the sorting ceremony her father was so excited about. It seemed...anticlimatic, to be honest. And she wasn't sure how she felt about a raggedy old hat sitting on her head. But when her name was called, she walked toward the stool and sat down, gazing at the crowd in front of her. Her schooling may not be so bad after all.
Nessie
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm hyper and bubbly and loud. Very bold with my choices and stuff. I don't really care what people say, because I'm pretty sure I should have it my way. I suppose that would be because I'm pretty spoiled. It's a bit cliche, but I have a very short fuse. Adding to that, I'm stubborn as well. If it's something I want, I intend to get it. Because, well, I'm flawless. Or, as others put it, arrogant. Although, I'm pretty easy to get along with, because, again, I'm flawless.
I know when you were little girls You dreamt of being in my world. Don't forget it, don't forget it. Respect that, bow down bitches.
xxxxxxxx✘I don't know what I want, so don't ask me ------------------------------------------------- ✈ 'Cause I'm still trying to figure it out xxxxxxxx✘Don't know what's down this road, I'm just walking -------------------------------------------☂ Trying to see through the rain coming down
-------- ✎ Even though I'm not the only one who feels the way I do... ✦ --------
Jean's eyes sparked with interest when the hat spoke, especially when it sang. The redhead crossed his arms as he watched each person having that magical hat being put at them and shouted in their respective houses, especially Cathy.
"Eugene Eridanos Windsor"
He was shocked as if an arrow just shot through his chest, and at the same time trying to keep it cool. He felt uncomfortable when his name 'Eridanos' was mentioned, all because he is named after his father's too ; Sebastian Eridanos Windsor. 'Stay cool, it's just okay', he took a deep breath as the hat was placed on his red head. He anxiously waited on the hat's decision, even thought he didn't know which house he might end up.
'I'm defensive and practical. I tend to think of a logical answer even if there are things I don't know like wizard stuffs so that I won't embarrass myself. If not, well I keep my mouth shut and pretend that all is well. I occasionally ramble when things are not okay and/or freaks me out, so you can call me jumpy. I do my best to stay slick and keep the class so I won't look foolish myself.
And of course, I care for others. Well, it all depends on how their attitude towards me. If they're a huge jerk towards me, then I don't unless they apologize. If not, then I'm okay with them. I'm okay with anything, but I have limits.
I know how to take things seriously, but I also know how to make some humor. I'm open-minded for ideas and suggestions from people, because who knows, their idea might be a good one and it's not really that bad to try. I love to learn than to study, but don't get me wrong it's not like I'm going to abandon studying or anything. I have my love for arts, crafts, drawings, and Greek Mythology. Also, I'm pretty curious about new stuffs. Actually, I love to learn new things and stuffs. '
-------- ♛ I'll be strong, I'll be wrong but life goes on.➨ --------
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... A thinker now! And open-minded to boot! And a love of learning... You are definitely a... Ravenclaw!
Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 7:58 pm
The Sorting Hat
Saint BonBon
Bianca Tristaine
》 Unsorted
'A hat. A hat decides where it is that I spend the next seven years?' Bianca thought a little underwhelmed. Her family had never really mentioned the hat before. Maybe it was just some sort of unspoken rule? Don't let anyone know about the sorting. Make them think they have to fight each other or battle a minotaur to get into their houses. When her name was called she stiffened. Bianca swallowed and tried to calm herself for the moment. 'Don't be scared. It isn't what you think. You'll be fine. Just be yourself...' Would that be good enough for the hat though? Which house suited her? Which would help her on her way. Being eleven was hard enough, trying to make friends, but would the outcome of her house keep her from what she always wanted to do?
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm
... a little bit peculiar for a girl my age. I try really hard to please my parents. I want them to be proud of me. However, my mum isn’t a fan of the fact that I’m a tomboy. I really like being loud and rough-housing. I hate dresses, even though she makes me wear them. I am usually very well behaved though and very precocious. I know I need to get top marks if I want to become a wand maker. I'm a little worried I'm not clever enough to make my dreams come true. I like to read, and I love books. Being a wand maker is tough, but I will do it. It's the only real passion I've thought of. I am very friendly and outgoing around my family, but I just don’t understand girls my age. Unicorns are nice, but dragons breath fire! Dresses only get in the way when you’re climbing trees, and who wants to watch what you eat when cakes taste so good.
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Where: The Sorting With: Really everyone... oh gosh. OOC:
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Quite the tomboy you seem to be! You would be a perfect fit here! Gryffiindor!
I willkeepquiet. You won’tevenknow I’m here. You won’tsuspect a thing. You won’tsee me in the mirror.
But I creptintoyourheart... You can’tmake medisappear- 'Til I make you! I mademyself at home...
In the cobwebs and the lies: Anticipatory I’m learning all your tricks: Well, I got a letter from Cassie... I can hurt you from inside: First Years I made myself a promise: Great Hall
M O R V E N | G R A I N N E | V A S S B L O O D T R A I T O R | U N S O R T E D | F I R S T Y E A R
Morven was walking up, striding with a determination on her face that made her, for once, look older rather than younger than her actual age, before her entire name had even been called. She was sure she was the only "Vass, Morven" after all. She sat down primly, on the very edge of the stool, and did not flinch or even bat an eye as the hat was placed on her head. It very nearly sank over her face. She even had the audacity to casually swing her short legs a little as she waited for judgment to be passed down.
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People say that, in a nutshell, I'm gutsy, blunt, snide, sarcastic, and impatient. I already act like a moody teenager. I have a good deal of nerve, and am not afraid to stand up to anyone. I'm very hard to intimidate, since I'm usually doing the intimidating, though I look sweet as can be. I am extremely blunt. I'm nowhere near as innocent as my older sister Elsie, or as tactful as my older sister Newlyn, and I tell it like it is. I may offend people, but I don't particularly care. I am snide and sarcastic. I'm quick with comebacks, and can hold my own in verbal warfare. I'm prone to making smart remarks and being fresh to anyone and everyone. I'm pretty impatient. I hate people who take forever to get to the point. When I was younger, I was a spoiled brat, and I still am, though now I tend to sulk and seek petty revenge, rather than throw tantrums of epic proportions. I like getting under people's skin, and I enjoy causing other people to blow up at me. I've been told I "thrive on chaos". I guess I do, as long as it's not affecting me. I certainly seem to enjoy setting people off, for no reason other than my own amusement. When things don't go my way, I tend to break down, and I'm secretly very lonely. I lash out at others because I'm afraid that if I let them in, they'll hurt me. I feel like I'll never have any connection with my older sisters because we're so different.
YOU WILL NEVER SEE ME CRY.
You’ll neverknowwhathit you... Won’tsee meclosingin... I’m gonnamake yousuffer... This hell you put mein!
I’m underneathyourskin... The devilwithin... I will behere; Whenyou thinkyou’re all alone.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Interesting child you seem to be, And I am sure your particular mindset will shine here... Slytherin!
Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 8:20 pm
The Sorting Hat
XxXDevil-Chan
♥ Muggle Born ♥ Orphan From Birth ♥ Unsorted ♥
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Cash walked into the great hall quietly. He wasn't really nervous, rather he was extremely curious about the school and his new life awaiting him. Adrian had told him all about the different houses and basically told him that which house he was sorted into would define the rest of his life. He didn't know which house he really wanted though. When his name was called, he walked slowly up to the stool, sat, and allowed the hat to be placed upon his head. "Sort me well." He whispered under his breath, sitting on his hands to stop himself with toying with his school robes or fidgeting in any way.
personality
P E R S O N A L I T Y ■ HAPPY He is happy with whatever life hands him because he doesn't expect to draw anything but the short end of the stick. He realizes that if he wants to be happy all he has to do is choose to be happy and makes an effort to do just that. ■ QUIRKY He's a bit of an oddball. He doesn't quite follow any of the trends other children seem to be hooked to and just likes to do his own thing at all times. He also tends to state whatever is on his mind. Whether it be viewed as weird or not doesn't bother him at all. ■ CONFIDENT Cash is highly confident in himself, but not in a cocky way. He is just comfortable in his own skin and it tends to shine outwardly. He wears what he wants and acts how he wants to act. He is perfectly comfortable being exactly who he is and doesn't let other people's judgements bother him. ■ CALM Its hard to piss him off. You could scream, yell, insult him, insult his family, anything and he wouldn't bat an eyelash. He is very zen and doesn't let his emotions take control of him. He finds that actions speak louder than words and by not responding to things with heated emotions, he is being the bigger person in the long run. ■ HONEST He will never tell a lie. It doesn't matter if the lie will save his butt from trouble, he won't lie. He thinks lies are wrong and immoral and just mean. Plus he will always own up to his actions and words because its the right thing to do in his mind. ■ OBLIVIOUS He's just kinda off in his own world and doesn't take the time to bother with things that aren't within his interests. He isn't stupid or slow per say, but he doesn't always make passing marks in school because he doesn't see the point in taking time to care when something doesn't interest or mean anything to him.
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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.... You seem to have wisdom beyond your years, This house should fit you well then... Ravenclaw!
The wait seemed endless, but one she was well used to, with her last name situated as it was so far back in the alphabet,as one by one students were called to take their place at the head of the tables, where the Sorting would take place.
Having heard the song sung by the Sorting Hat, which was a mindbending experience in itself, to say the least, it was clear there would be no bowls, no knife to draw precious blood from, and no declarations save whatever the Hat had to offer. '...and not my place to choose,' she thought. 'Maybe it's just as well. I don't know what's going on with this place.'
Though she was paying attention to the proceedings, it still came as a bit of a shock to hear the name 'Danica Stewart' called. Other than her Aunt Arabella, and under rare circumstances by her parents or teachers, she never was called by Danica. She drew a deep breath to calm herself, as Dani knew everyone would be watching as she walked up to the front where the chair and the Hat awaited.
'Relax,' she told herself. 'It's not like you've just volunteered to be a tribute. You just got called for a turn at bat, that's all it is.' With a bit of determination, a firm set in her jaw, and some confidence, Dani made her way to where she needed to go, with Sassafras perched comfortably in the crook of her arm.
When she got to the front, she saw a multitude of eyes looking at expectantly at her. 'Well, I'm glad they aren't making me pull a rabbit of the Hat,' she thought, as she sat down on the four-legged stool provided for the occasion. As the hat was lowered in place, she drew a deep, steadying breath. 'No worries, this thing is only making a choice which will affect me the rest of my days here, I only wish I knew enough to know where i wished to be.'
My name is Danica 'Dani' Stewart
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm: Steady, reliable, flexible. I keep my word when I give it, and I’ve been told I don’t fall apart under pressure; whatever that's suppose to mean. I'm nobody's child and nobody's saint (that's my little brother's job, anyway), I'm just somebody trying to get along in life, and do what I need to do.
With all the crap I had in my life, I’m the one my friends would come to when they needed help and advice, and a shoulder to cry on. Somebody told me once, 'friends are the family you choose', and I 've decided its pretty much truth. I stick by my friends, especially since I really don't have much in the way of blood relations I'm on speaking terms with. I enjoy hanging out, laughing and having fun; I've just not had much chance to do it lately.
Sports have always been my escape, my chance to really be myself. Kicking a football or swinging a bat, doesn't matter which, I get to show people what I do best, and I get the chance to be a part of something bigger than myself. I like to compete, and don't mind working hard to win.
Dad calls me a freak and a monster; I don't know if I'd quite go so far with that. I want to hate him and Mom, but I can't; they just don't understand me that's all. David's a sneaky little git, I may not like him, but he's my little brother. I'm not a monster, I'm a witch; magic is kinda scary, but I'll do my best to get better with it, and learn to keep it under control.
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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.... You have a competitive spirit, And a faithful friend, I am pretty sure the pressure will make you stronger for those traits alone... Gryffiindor!
Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 8:39 pm
The Sorting Hat
Yukina101
☪Eleven Years Old☪Unsorted Hogwarts Student☪Grecian/American Half-Blood
『Kalin followed the other students as they were lead into the castle and into the Great Hall and looked around in amazement. This place was so much bigger than he'd imagined! And the ceiling was so beautiful! He almost missed the part about a singing hat actually sorting them into their different houses. Well, that was bizarre. He watched as the others were sorted and became a bit nervous as to where the magical object would place him. He jumped as his name was randomly called before gulping and walking over to the stool and the last thing he saw before the wide bring eclipsed his eyes were the stares of all the older students around him. That wasn't ominous at all!』
People say that, in a nutshell,
I'm sheltered but I don't know what that means. Like, I have a home but I don't think they mean it in that sense. But I'm not stupid! I'm not super smart or anything but I'm not dumb either. I'm also apparently very stubborn, like when my Mum told me to stop talking to Wyatt after he left I didn't listen and kept sending him letters and such until he replied. He also calls me a leech because I can be annoying but I steadily grow on people. I don't think that's too funny but he always has the cocky grin when he says it. Ooo! I also can't stand bullies or when people are picked on so I always try and help. I've gotten into small fights because of it and my brother always scolded me for them. But I can't help it! The little guy should always have a voice.
Love, gimme love, gimme love I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heart And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box Put an X on the floor Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more Shut up and sing it with me! NANANANANANANA NANANANANANANA
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Stubborn, As well as a defender, This is the perfect house for you... Gryffindor!
ISLA M. IREHAM First Year Unsorted TEMPORARY POST STYLE
Without so much as glancing around at her future classmates and comrades, the young redhead stepped towards the chair. 'Chin up, shoulders back, just like mother taught you.' She recited as her little mental mantra whilst crossing to the platform. With her lips slightly pursed and her eyes fixed in an almost mildly disapproving gaze, Isla gave the hat a good look over with only one thought in mind - 'You don't intimidate me' - but immediately softened her expression when prompted by the Professor to take a seat on the stool. Isla complied, taking a seat on the stool as she ruffled her skirt out and folded her hands neatly on her lap.
People say that, in a nutshell... On the surface, Isla may seem like a sweet little redhead, a picture of pure innocence even. Yet what lies within is a selfish, self-serving girl who doesn’t normally play well with others. That is not to say she is insecure or unsure of who she is and is projecting that onto others - no, the fact of the matter Isla is selfish in that she acts mainly for the benefit of herself or for her immediate family – she tends to weigh her actions and options based on the potential benefits she and/or her family could receive and bases her judgements on that, with no regard for others or how they may be impacted. In that sense, Isla can almost be seen as a little ruthless in her amibition – not only is Isla willing to lay it all on the line to achieve a goal she has, the girl has no problem with throwing others under the bus if they get in the way.
Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 10:04 am
The Sorting Hat
sand123e
My name is alex croft
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm very intelligent, and am a self described weirdo. im very energetic, but that tends to get me into trouble because i get on everyones nerves. ive been described as terminally delightful. my spend my spare time reading fantasy novels, solving riddles and acting in school or community productions.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Intelligent and a problem-solver, This house should fit... Ravenclaw!
The wait was endless, and Ariana continued to fidget about, fixing her robe and skirt, but when her name was finally called, she bounced up to the hat. She only began to get nervous when she sat herself down on the stood and waited for the hat to be placed on her head, and her hair started turning a light orange colour.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm a very quirky girl, and I suppose they're true. Altogether, I'm a very kind person; I like people, so I like being friendly to others! When I become friends with someone, I'm unconditionally trusting to them, sometimes. With this, I usually get into a bit of trouble without ever meaning to... I suppose I can't really do much about that, though. I'm also a very tolerant and open-minded person; I'll pretty much accept anyone I meet. I believe that, in some aspects, all people have some kind of good in them. Yes, it's a very naïve view, but I'm an optimist, what can I say? I've been told I'm also very patient; some people believe I could wait for years for someone, but I don't believe it, however it is a rather funny thought.
Whether people believe it or not, I'm actually a very witty and intelligent person. I guess most people think that, because I'm so unconditionally trusting, I'm not really that bright, but it's not true...I'm just a bit smarter in school subjects than street smarts... I'll work hard on everything that I do, as well, and will always be very dedicated to the work I do. I suppose it helps a lot that I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty, and I love to do work! I usually think of creative ways to solve problems or get work done, and that's often because I'll get bored with work, so I enjoy making games out of it all!
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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.... Quirky, eh? Open-minded and kind, Friendly and patient, You should fit in well here... Hufflepuff!
((Please remember to have your name in your posts, I had to try and figure out who this was only from a first name.))
Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 10:27 am
The Sorting Hat
kiska166
Dalton's heart pounding in his chest. It was only a sorting, why on earth was he so nervous? When the boy's name was called, he walked towards the hat, hands shaking. Sweat dripped down his forehead either due to his nervousness or due to the room which felt hotter than it had a few moments ago.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm intelligent. Everyone except my older sister and step sister say that. They just say I'm a nerd. Can I help that I actually enjoy reading and learning new things? I also care about my grades. A lot. School is one of the most important things to me. I am also pretty crafty and innovative sometimes. I'm not usually too uptight about anything, but I do get nervous every once in a while. Hey, who doesn't? Especially when talking to a girl that I like or that I find pretty. I cannot tell a lie either. Well, I can try, but it is obvious by my expression that what I'm saying is not the truth. Oh well, at least I can memorize easily. I guess I would rather do that than tell a lie, anyways. I mean, why would anyone even want to lie? Oh, did I mention I babble on and on sometimes? It's actually kind of funny because you would think I realize it, but I don't. I mean, I could be doing it now without even knowing.. I am babbling on and on... aren't I? That happens whenever I get nervous.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... A nerd, hrm? Somehow I think that everyone thinks of themselves in that way where you're going... Ravenclaw!
Iris Alethea Whitte~Unsorted First Year~Pure Blood
Iris stepped forward when her name was called, taking a seat and allowing the hat to be placed on her head.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm polite and passive. I’m often called the pretty child who doesn’t say much. When pressed, people usually can’t recall me having many friends or playing with others much, but say I seem to be cheerful enough. But I’m really smiling on the outside, empty inside. Sometimes, I almost speak up, almost set my heels in and say "No!" at the top of my lungs. Sometimes, I feel this little spark in the pit of my stomach, and I know if I focus on it, if I let it grow, I could shout and scream and stand up and fight. I could. But I can't let myself! I can't! Please, I want to find out what happens if I can just take the first step! No, it's too dangerous!
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... A fiery passion, Hidden behind a calm facade, Perhaps the friends you make in this house will pull you out of this shell... Hufflepuff!
ISLA M. IREHAM