Post by Main Admin Account on Oct 22, 2011 17:39:27 GMT
Here you can apply to fill one of the House positions that are open on Pathway to Dystopia (i.e. Head of House or Prefect). We will be choosing the Head Boy and Head girl from among the Prefects after they have had their position for a while. The below list shows all open positions.
[/u] [li]Male Prefect, Female Prefect[/color]
Hufflepuff [/li][li]Head of House, Female Prefect[/color]
Gryffindor [/li][li]Head of House, Male Prefect[/color][/li][/ul][/blockquote]
To apply please fill out and post the form below. If your application was deleted then you were unsuccessful. Please do not apply if you are not planning on remaining active, unfortunately we won't be allowing second chances if you're removed for inactivity.
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Post by Alecto Carrow on Oct 22, 2011 18:15:23 GMT
Name: Alecto Monet Carrow House: Slytherin Position applying for: Female Prefect Why should you have this job? Because I am awesome and I can do Slytherin House good. Not to mention I have already had plenty of experience on HOS, as house prefect and owning a shop. Plus I help as much as I can with anything DH's need and such. Link to a thread you have: None yet cause I just got back active but I will be active this I promise. Roleplay sample: Ah the twilight. Time of the day when it was just about to end and start the lovely night. It was a quiet time of the day. Peaceful and beautiful as the sun set behind the mountains of Scotland. Arianna had to admit Hogwarts was a beautiful place. It was something she couldnt imagine seeing anywhere else. As she walked through the Pumpkin Patch the soft wind blowing through her dark hair, Arianna couldnt help but feel calm. It had been a while since she felt so ...just..well..at ease with herself. What with the recent memories of John flooding back to her since that Demeanor kid had returned, and then there was the confusion of feelings for Dean , Kari and of course Angeline being on the fritz with her powers. Today was however, a very good day.
It being Sunday she had no classes, she had gotten to hang out with Tobi and go on a morning hunt. Her prey was pretty easy to catch , he didnt really run all that much considering he had twisted his ankle. Aria chuckled at the thought. She loved days like this. Nothing had gone wrong. No drama with ex's or trying to figure out her 'love life'. Just simply a good day, and that was enough for her. They were few of those types of days and she wanted to embrace it as much as she possibly could. The air was light and cool, not to hot and not to cold. Perfect weather for the coming of fall. The smell of fresh Pumpkins filled her nostrils as she walked along the small path that was lined with the orange balls.
They ranged from as small as a pea to as large as the moon it seemed. Further down the path Arianna spotted a wave of golden hair the shimmered brightly in the twilight of the day. She knew that hair. She smelled the air and a smile spread across her pale face. Candice. She had been completely captivated by the girl months before now. They had met in the muggle campgrounds of london and she couldnt help but sigh. Candy was as gorgeous as she was intellegent. Just talking to her for a mere moment sent chills down Arianna's spine. As she neared her Arianna called out, "Well if my eye's deceive me Ill have to pluck them out. Is it not an Angel? " she said as she stopped behind her placing her hands on her hips gently.
-From HOS, Character Name : Arianna Silver Thread - Fall and A Pretty Lady including Candice La Morte. [quote*][/*quote] (remove *s)
Last Edit: Oct 22, 2011 20:04:55 GMT by Alecto Carrow
Post by Narcissa Black on Oct 22, 2011 20:02:52 GMT
Name: Narcissa Black House: Slytherin Position applying for: female prefect Why should you have this job? I believe I am capable enough to take this responsibility, and already experienced enough for the position as well as moderating a House board, since I had been chosen to similar positions in several other sites (such as HOS, where I was made Gryffindor Prefect, HoH, and later given the opportunity to be a Head Boy until the character was graduated, and Unholy Confessions where I was given the responsibility to be a Global Moderator) As for Narcissa, I think she should earn the position, being studious and able to work with others, regardless their blood status--she dislikes lesser-bloods, but she also knows how to respect them, academically. Link to a thread you have:Lost - at the Restricted Tower, with Amycus Roleplay sample:
It was a Saturday morning two weeks before Halloween and Narcissa Black was panicked. After five years going dateless to the ball, she didn't plan to go to this one... and yet Amycus asked her to go with him and she didn't even had any proper dress to wear! She of course accepted Amycus' offer, but that led to this dress crisis and so despite her dislike of crisp Autumn air, Narcissa put on her cloak over her silk knee-length dress and went to Hogsmeade. Hopefully Gladrags still accept last-minute dress-order, she thought as she made her way out from the dungeons where the Slytherin common room was, her boots clicking as she walked as fast as she could past the entrance hall to the bridges.
She crossed the stone bridge hastily, then went through the familiar road that led to the village. As soon as she got there she went straight to Gladrags Wizadwear LTD, but she didn't get in. Instead she stayed outside, looking into the shop through the glass window, biting her lower lip; what if they already had too many order and can't accept her last-minute one? What if they laughed at her for ordering a dress so late? There were thousands of what-ifs running through the blonde's head that she didn't even realize it had been almost half an hour since she first started standing there.
Narcissa looked at the materials showcased and sighed, what if her sister saw her here, standing outside a clothing shop like an idiot? What if one of those Huffies or Gryffies saw her, a Black, standing here gazing into the shop... Oh Merlin, she wished she had Andromeda with her right now, or even Trixy; they would know what to do in such situation! Narcissa was never had to face this kind of situation, back home she had her mother and sisters to accompanying her dress-shopping... It was for the time like this she actually hoped she had asked one of her roommates to come along.
Name: Davey Gudgeon House: Ravenclaw Position applying for: Prefect Why should you have this job? I have experience with being a moderator/admin: I'm currently an admin on this site, and I've been the moderator on three other sides previous to this one. Also, I'm really quite active. I log on every day and post at least once, if not three times. Plus, Davey here is the only male Ravenclaw.. Link to a thread you have:My first ever post as Davey. :3 Roleplay sample:
Davey was running late - a trait that he absolutely hated in other people, let alone himself. He dragged a comb across his head, hoping that his thick black hair would stay in place, and shoved his mask on, before running down the stairs of the Ravenclaw Tower towards the Great Hall where the ball was taking place.
The castle was absolutely packed. If not with the sheer amount of people crowded in the one place all together, but at the sheer size of some of the girls' dresses. They stuck out every which way, and whilst darting between people, Davey was poked in the eye by someone's feather from their mask.
It was sort of a sad night for the Ravenclaw. He hadn't managed to find a date to go with, but was hoping to at least dance a bit tonight with some people of the fairer sex. Afterall, most of his friends had been teasing him for the last month for practicing his waltzing all alone in the boys dorms late at night.
He ran past a drunk Slytherin and his date helping him through the door, only to see the Great Hall completely transformed for the spectacularly spooky occasion.
Last Edit: Oct 26, 2011 10:24:10 GMT by amycuscarrow
Post by Xaviera Charon on Oct 29, 2011 17:47:21 GMT
Name: Xaviera Charon House: Ravenclaw Position applying for: Prefect Why should you have this job? OOC, I've had experience as an admin on at least two or three sites, including Invisionfree and Proboards. I am trying to be more active, I get on as much as I can, and I think with an amount of responsibility, I can go even farther.
IC, Via is ready to take on some responsibility and I need to develop her as a character on here, and I feel like if she's in some kind of position, she will have an easier time trying to recruit her 'people'. She wouldn't do it just to be a helping hand, the lady has ulterior motives, however they won't interfere with her 'work' and if she recieves the position she will work to be best of her ability within it.
Via Charon strolled alongside the ‘streets’ of Venice, one leg lacing itself in front of the other as she twirled a lock of hair through her fingers. It was very quiet. No music. No laughter. But Via didn’t mind. It was kind of nice to be waltzing in the silence after visiting an 'old friend' of her father's. The stupid look on his face before it was blasted away was enough to make her day.
And of course, what better place to be after such a marvelous day? Italy was very beautiful, even more beautiful than England, she might say if pressed. Via had never understood national pride, but then she never bothered to care about much of anything. It was nice in other places. At least in Italy there wasn't talk of war, or as far as she knew there wasn't talk of a war. It was just so pretty, so tranquil. It was almost a shame to stir up trouble.
Via gently ran a hand through the waters, swirling the reflection of the various celestial bodies in the sky. They swirled and swished around the surface of the water as if they were dancing. She sighed and looked up towards the heavens. There were so many stars in the sky, millions of little dots of light that glistened like teeny tiny diamonds against that blackness of the night sky. The moon hung there like a large pearl in that blackness, casting a pale glow o everything below its gaze. 'Listen to me,' she thought with a small chuckle, 'I'm starting to sound like a romantic.'