Community Application

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Applications

When apping to the community, send the following information here after joining au_hogwarts and au_hogwartsooc with your accounts.


1) Your main personal LJ.

2) Your email address.

3) Your AIM handle.

4) Personal handle.

5) The character(s) you are applying for, with full name and fandom where applicable.

6) The main journal you will be using to post with; if you will be using multiple accounts, please note them as well.

7) A writing sample between 500-1000 words. It may be split into however many different pieces as you like, making for a few smaller samples or one large one.

Note: Each player only needs to app once. You can app with one mun journal or a number of pup journals but include all journals in your app. If you want to add pup journals later, send us an email with the new journal.

Apps to individual games will be handled by the game-starter in the OOC post for that game.

Comments

[basic_powers]

1) crazyfurries

2) laughingmanticore AT gmail DOT com

3) bitternbright

4) Fuzzy, Shasha, 'that crazy bakergirl'

5) Tyler Marlocke/ PS238 Dogooder Press comics

6) tyler_marlocke

7) "...who're your friends in Gryffindor?"

"Huh?" Tyler hadn't been paying full attention to the third year he'd been talking to, aside from the fact that he'd heard he could get a free snack if he told him about a different passage to take to any of the classes. And lately all he had been doing was finding new and interesting ways of going to class, between his lack of ability with his grandfather's wand, and the fact that his father came from an old wizarding family. "...Julie Finster. Uhm...that's about it, Ross only stood up for me at Charms cause she didn't like the way the Ravenclaw laughing."

"No other friends?" The third year Ravenclaw seemed...well, interested and just a little concerned.

"Well, there's Cecil Holmes, the ravenclaw first year, along with Malphast Mehsson. Cecil's promised to bring me back bags of muggle crisps if I help him collect Chocolate Frog Cards. And Julie's cousin Susanne over in Hufflepuff's alright."

"Sounds like you've got a friend in nearly every house, save the snake's den."

...Privately, Tyler was kind of hoping to at least get to know one in Slytherin, because it seemed like he had gotten painted with the same brush as the rest of them.
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"MARLOCKE!"

"Oh bugger." Tyler breathed hurriedly, he knew that voice, it was one of the fourth year Slytherins, Charles Brigman from the sound of it. And Merlin take it and burn it, the bully knew that he'd be in the library alone right now. He scrambled as quietly as he could up a bookcase, the last thing Madame Pomfrey would want would be to have to deal with Tyler for a second time today, given what had happened in Charms class earlier. His stomach was a familiar little roiling creature near his shoes and it seemed forever before he managed to get a top the bookcase and out of Brigman's sight.

Lying there, panting slowly, he resolved that he'd never travel to the library alone again, he'd try to find some students who would if not actually allied to him, wouldn't take Brigman approaching them too kindly. Counting Charles' footsteps, and how loud they were, the bully was comping entirely too close for comfort, but to move now would've given him away. Tyler dug around in his pocket, with Charles stalking below, he'd end up late to supper in the dining hall, or likely miss the entire thing. There were a few wrapped cauldron cakes, an a half-melted and squashed Chocolate frog inside of one; a few writing quills, ink bottle, and a half-eaten packet of crisps in the other. Nibbling at the frog slowly, he waited...and looked up further down the bookcase as something thumped from above near his feet.

"..oh no."

Two familiar yellow eyes peered out of the darkness at him and his heart sank to match his stomach. Mrs. Norris, of all the times....oh he'd be spending another weekend in Detention.

"...go...go on...shoo...shoo!" He tried to hiss at her quietly as she crept up towards him, menacingly over one leg.

"...I can hear you, Marlocke, you magicless disgrace..."

...Oh nine hells and seven colored fires, if he was going to get Detention, for once he was going to DO something to deserve it properly. Mrs. Norris got thrown onto Charles's head down below, which resulted in two things, a shrieking snarling angry animal becoming attached to the Slytherin's scalp and the Slytherin being too occupied with trying to preserve his face to come after Tyler as he hurried to jump to another bookshelf and another until he heard Argus Filch's shouting at Charles...and waited for it to be his turn.

[aubergine_girl]

Question: If we want to join with multiple accounts, do we need to send in an app in this format for each one? Or can we just email saying "I'm Weaves, you got my email, can I add xjournal to my list of pups"?