Application for Madeline (Maddie) Magellan from Jonathan Creek
((OOC: Maddie is taken from about midway through season three [since the mun hasn't rewatched for the third or fourth time past that point]))
Madeline Magellan, Maddie, stumbles through the doorway. "Jonathan, this isn't funny." When no reassuring retort comes back, she yells again, "Jonathan, I said, this isn't funny." She tries the door, only to find it locked. After banging on it and yelling for "Jonathan Creek!" proves useless, she turns and flops against it. "Oh, bollucks."
With a disgusted sigh, she hitches her shapeless bag back up on her shoulder and surveys her surroundings. An old fashioned quill standing up right on a table catches her eye. Approaching it, she sees nothing that is making it stand up. "Hello, what have we here?" Her eyes widen as the quill moves. Undaunted, she moves closer. She's seen many improbable things in the time she's known Jonathan Creek, the brilliant lateral thinker who designs the tricks for the 'master magician' Adam Klaus.
To her surprise, her words were written down on the parchment. She waves her hand over the quill, searching for something. She looks under the table, knocking it from underneath, finally, picking up the quill and the paper. While holding the quill, she asked, "Now, how do you work?" When it tries to move in her hand, she startles and lets it go. It returns to the table, to another piece of parchment, similar to the one she is holding.
1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
"Oh, you have got to be joking. Cheese? Oh, cheddar, I guess. No, wait, brie. Oh, bollucks, cheddar." Cheddar made better sandwiches, after all.
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
"Oh, this isn't funny. I am a esteemed member of the journalistic community, an investigative reporter! I do not murder people! How dare you imply...!" She wads up the paper and throws it at the quill. "How stupid can you be?" After a moment, her fit of temper passes and she glances at the questions on the parchment under the quill.
3. What time is it where you are?
She turned her wrist over. It seemed she forgot to put on her watch that morning. "Oh, yes, it was broken. Why don't you ask Norman?"
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
"How dare you?" she demands, affronted again by the questions on a piece of paper. She turns, glaring around the room, seeking something else to take out her anger on, but the mystery of the self-propelled quill pulls her back to the questions.
5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
"Danse Macabre," she answers, slightly mollified by this question. Bars meant pints, and she could use one. Or maybe a merlot.
B. Gryffindor - Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
Her relief is short lived, however. "Don't speak to me of relationships. I'd be quite happy if it weren't for Jonathan!" She knows it isn't true and has nothing to do with the question being asked. She sulks, stalking around the room again, examining the table, looking for the trick that makes the quill move before pressing on.
C. Ravenclaw - You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
"Get more bookshelves. Then you can file it and not worry about it." Though 'file' is a loose term for 'pile up and forget' in Maddie's world.
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless.
Here, she straightens up. "I'm not, I tell you. So what if Jonathan figures out things. I am a reporter. I am a writer! Were it not for me, he'd just be some two-bit lackey to a stage magician instead of a celebrity. Sod that he's more popular than me. He wouldn't be popular at all if it weren't for my writing!" She huffs, irritated, but not enough to stop.
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.
"A bribe? For filling out your little quiz? You're not going to 'rate' me unless I bribe you? Well fine!" She upends her purse onto the table. A collection of steno notebooks, pencils, pens, a miniature tape recorder and a few tapes, tissues, rubbish, a large cellphone, and other assorted items lands on the table. She shoves almost everything back in save a pink tissue and a tube of lipstick. The tissue has the word "Constantinople" written on it, a 'keepsake' from her first, second rather, meeting with Jonathan. He would tease her horridly if he knew about it, she was certain. The lipstick was a bright red, an utterly horrid color for her. "Here, then, your bribe."
I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____MM_______
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____MM______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ____MM_______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____MM________
Madeline Magellan, Maddie, stumbles through the doorway. "Jonathan, this isn't funny." When no reassuring retort comes back, she yells again, "Jonathan, I said, this isn't funny." She tries the door, only to find it locked. After banging on it and yelling for "Jonathan Creek!" proves useless, she turns and flops against it. "Oh, bollucks."
With a disgusted sigh, she hitches her shapeless bag back up on her shoulder and surveys her surroundings. An old fashioned quill standing up right on a table catches her eye. Approaching it, she sees nothing that is making it stand up. "Hello, what have we here?" Her eyes widen as the quill moves. Undaunted, she moves closer. She's seen many improbable things in the time she's known Jonathan Creek, the brilliant lateral thinker who designs the tricks for the 'master magician' Adam Klaus.
To her surprise, her words were written down on the parchment. She waves her hand over the quill, searching for something. She looks under the table, knocking it from underneath, finally, picking up the quill and the paper. While holding the quill, she asked, "Now, how do you work?" When it tries to move in her hand, she startles and lets it go. It returns to the table, to another piece of parchment, similar to the one she is holding.
1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
"Oh, you have got to be joking. Cheese? Oh, cheddar, I guess. No, wait, brie. Oh, bollucks, cheddar." Cheddar made better sandwiches, after all.
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
"Oh, this isn't funny. I am a esteemed member of the journalistic community, an investigative reporter! I do not murder people! How dare you imply...!" She wads up the paper and throws it at the quill. "How stupid can you be?" After a moment, her fit of temper passes and she glances at the questions on the parchment under the quill.
3. What time is it where you are?
She turned her wrist over. It seemed she forgot to put on her watch that morning. "Oh, yes, it was broken. Why don't you ask Norman?"
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
"How dare you?" she demands, affronted again by the questions on a piece of paper. She turns, glaring around the room, seeking something else to take out her anger on, but the mystery of the self-propelled quill pulls her back to the questions.
5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
"Danse Macabre," she answers, slightly mollified by this question. Bars meant pints, and she could use one. Or maybe a merlot.
B. Gryffindor - Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
Her relief is short lived, however. "Don't speak to me of relationships. I'd be quite happy if it weren't for Jonathan!" She knows it isn't true and has nothing to do with the question being asked. She sulks, stalking around the room again, examining the table, looking for the trick that makes the quill move before pressing on.
C. Ravenclaw - You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
"Get more bookshelves. Then you can file it and not worry about it." Though 'file' is a loose term for 'pile up and forget' in Maddie's world.
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless.
Here, she straightens up. "I'm not, I tell you. So what if Jonathan figures out things. I am a reporter. I am a writer! Were it not for me, he'd just be some two-bit lackey to a stage magician instead of a celebrity. Sod that he's more popular than me. He wouldn't be popular at all if it weren't for my writing!" She huffs, irritated, but not enough to stop.
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.
"A bribe? For filling out your little quiz? You're not going to 'rate' me unless I bribe you? Well fine!" She upends her purse onto the table. A collection of steno notebooks, pencils, pens, a miniature tape recorder and a few tapes, tissues, rubbish, a large cellphone, and other assorted items lands on the table. She shoves almost everything back in save a pink tissue and a tube of lipstick. The tissue has the word "Constantinople" written on it, a 'keepsake' from her first, second rather, meeting with Jonathan. He would tease her horridly if he knew about it, she was certain. The lipstick was a bright red, an utterly horrid color for her. "Here, then, your bribe."
I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____MM_______
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____MM______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ____MM_______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____MM________