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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2023 12:45 am
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xx✵ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? News Room
xxx✵ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Lots of people
xxxx✵ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Signing up for news
xxxxx✵ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This is a really good cookie!
While staring at the bulletin board in the Gryffindor Common Room, Seb decided on the few clubs he wanted to try. One of them was the Daily Dragon news group, which seemed a contradiction on the surface. He wasn't the best with reading or writing, but he thought it'd be super fun. Plus, the sign said they had all kinds of jobs, not just writers! So after dinner, Seb changed into comfier clothes (with a space theme!), grabbed Zoot, and headed to the room. Once there, he noticed only a few others so far, but everyone seemed nice enough. He walked over to the big desk in the middle, head tilted a bit as he looked at all the papers. Not only were there four different forms (each with a different name!), but there were also some little guides for something called "B-S-L" ... which was a journalism thing? He looked at the applications, trying to figure out where he'd be best. He was pretty good at art, but not comics or anything... And photography sounded super fun, but he didn't have a camera.... but perhaps someone could loan him one if he promised to be super duper careful. After he was done, he grabbed one of the little guides, head tilted as he opened it to read. "Oh! So it's like... talking, but not... fascinating!" He chimed happily, then put the pamphlet in his back pocket. Next was to introduce himself.... and maybe to take one of those tasty looking cookies. He grabbed one, then stepped over a couple steps, looking about the room to see everything he could. It seemed nice and cozy, and any group that offered cookies was a good group for him! Name: Sebastian MoonYear: First House: Gryffindor Any experience: None Why do you want to be a photographer for the Daily Dragon?: It sounds super fun! I really want to be able to capture the beauty of the whole world, and cameras and paints are great for that Do you have your own camera and means to develop pictures?: No, but I'll be super careful if I can borrow one! This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: For sure!
{{Wearing :: Space Baby}} ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
Tʜɪs sɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴇᴛs, ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ
I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ "Nᴏ, ɴᴏ, ɴᴏ, ɴᴏ, ɪᴛ ɪs ᴇᴀsɪᴇʀ sᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴅᴏɴᴇ"
Bᴜᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴇsᴛ, I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ's ʜᴀʀᴅ
Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ
Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ
I'ᴍ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴ' ʏᴏᴜ "Nᴏ, ɴᴏ, ɴᴏ, ɴᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ
Sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. Rᴇʟᴀx, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜʏ?"
Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ? Jᴜsᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ?
Wʜᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ's ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ, ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜʏ, ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ?
✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2024 6:33 pm
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I'm pretty sure, as far as humans go
I am a hard, hard pill to swallow
And I know I'm not your intended dose
We're goin' low, low, low, low
Hufflepuff Fouth Yeɑɾ 🧏♀️ Dɑily Drɑgon Editor 📝 Alwɑγs Wɑtching
☆¸¸ .•*¨★Sierra unlocked the door to the newspaper with a slightly more optimistic outlook than last year. She still thought it was a rather stupid idea of Milan's to give it to her but apparently her whinging didn't amount to anything to him so. Here she was. Once again, it was a struggle to get all of her items into the room but this time she worked smarter not harder and at least had the sweets floating alongside her as she worked on getting the space ready. She set up the table with the necessary forms and pens, the suggestion box was ready and prime, and an assortment of stroopwafels and marzipan bunnies. Her mum and her had experimented with the sweets after she brought some back from a potion's conference and her dad had been a very happy taste tester. As artistically inclined as she believed herself to be, she was no match for actual sculpting, thus the only animals she could make (that actually looked like the animals, were bunnies.
Feeling more than a little proud of herself, Sierra looked over her work with a slightly proud grin before also pulling out some pamphlets of easy BSL any interested club members could grab. Just because she could accommodate people didn't mean she always would. And with the last of that out the way, she went over to make sure none of the typewriters were in a finicky disposition this year. [color#B22E80]"Ty
So, roll the highlights, "got too high" life
Mix the low, low, low lights with the low, low, lowlifes
On the bright side, got the wrong insides
Mix the low, low, low lights with the low, lowlifes
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2024 8:17 pm
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xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? News Room
xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? The Captain, I presume
xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Daily Dragon Meeting
xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This is going to be paperwork paradise!
Eddie had been waiting for the newspaper club to open pretty much since he learned he would be attending Hogwarts. His dad and uncle had both been members in their time, so he felt a bit of kinship through the club. He dressed himself nicely, then grabbed his two favorite cameras. One was for daily use, the other was a lovely antique. He combed his hair and headed out for the meeting. Upon entry, there was only one other person there, so he assumed she must be in charge.
"Hello and good evening, ma'am. My name is Edison Overton, and I would like to join the news crew as a photographer, please." He offered a nervous sort of grin, before noticing the applications beside him. He methodically filled one out, then set it carefully beside. "I know all about cameras. My father runs the camera shop in Diagon Alley called Shutterbuttons. He taught me everything I know. Like, did you know Thomas Sutton took the very first color photograph, all the way back in 1861? He also developed the first wide-angle lens and took the very first panoramic photograph in 1859. Is that not spectacular?" He nodded, eyes twinkling happily.
Name: Edison D. Overton
Year: First
House: Hufflepuff
Any experience: I have been taking pictures since I could hold a camera and have assisted multiple family members with both personal and professional photoshoots
Why do you want to be a photographer for the Daily Dragon?: (some good reasons would be welcome)
Do you have your own camera and means to develop pictures?: Yes, I also know how to operate a darkroom appropriately
This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: Yes of course
{{Wearing :: Nice Clothes}}
I'ᴅ sɪᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛs
Aɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ I ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʀᴀᴅɪᴏ
Yᴏᴜ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴏʟᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴛᴀʀs, ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡᴀʀs ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs ɪɴᴠᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ Mᴀʀs
Yᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ 'ᴇᴍ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ 'ᴇᴍ ᴄʀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴜs ғᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ғʟʏ
Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ɴᴏɪsᴇ, ᴀ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴅʀᴏᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʏs
Wʜᴏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ᴏʀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ
Yᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғɪɴᴇsᴛ ʜᴏᴜʀ
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2024 8:37 pm
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xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Newsroom
xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Edison and....?
xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Applying for a Writer
xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I've never walked this much in my life
Whoo! It was finally Friday, which meant the News Club would be kicked open. Adelai was super excited about the prospect of being a news writer, so he figured he'd put his skills to use. Grabbing his lucky blue pen and tucking it behind his ear in the most "scholarly" fashion he could, Adi grabbed his walking frame and headed out. It was another long, slow hike down the stairs, but thankfully one of the ghosts kept him company. (man, what an odd statement in any other context!) After his long walk, the dark-haired boy stepped into the club.
One of his classmates, Edison, was talking all about cameras, so Adi figured a guess what spot he wanted. With a small chuckle, the Gryffindor filled out an application for the position of writer, then noticed the tray of sweets. "These are adorable! Did you make them?" Adi asked as he hesitantly bit into one of the bunnies. Why did he feel like a monster all the sudden?? "They're good too! Oh! Also, I suppose I ought to introduce myself too. Adelai Hasenpfeffer-Bates. Or just Adi, if you want." He shrugged, subtly moving over to a chair to rest his shaky legs for a moment. This stupid school really, really needed lifts.
Name: Adelai X.M. Hasenpfeffer-Bates
Year: First
House: Gryffindor
Any experience: I like to think I'm pretty well versed in writing. I had top marks in my primary school for literature
Why do you want to be a writer for the Daily Dragon?: I really enjoy writing, especially about things I see, hear, or experience. I think it would be a unique challenge, but it's certainly one I would like to pursue!
Do you have a preferred section?: Preferably news, clubs, or quidditch, though I will be trying out for Gryffindor. Either way, I can provide a non-biased approach
Clubs you're affiliated with or informed of: Culinary Club, Drama Club, Adventurer's Guild, Music Club, and Daily Dragon (hopefully)
Do you agree to have your writing reviewed and checked by editors before being published?: Yes!
This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: Absolutely!
{{Wearing :: Casual Clothes}}
Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴄʟᴀɪᴍ
A ɢʟᴀss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴀғᴇ
Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8, Nᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ!
Aɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏᴏᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ "ᴏᴜᴛʟᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ"
Iғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sɪɢɴs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ "ʏᴇs", ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ
Sᴏ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
Aɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ!
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ!
Sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2024 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2024 6:57 pm
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Are you ready for another bad poem?
One more off-key anthem
Let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was, not as I am
Hufflepuff Fifth Yeɑɾ 🧏♀️ Dɑily Drɑgon Editor 📝 Alwɑγs Wɑtching
☆¸¸ .•*¨★From the previous years of her doing this, Sierra could confidently say that while she still thinks Milan had cocoa puffs for brains when he selected her (and she means the ultra processed only 80% real Dutch cocoa ones just to be petty) but she could begrudgingly see that his belief in her wasn't wasted. The paper was still pretty decently received by the student body, pretty much the same as the years before her leadership so she at least wasn't running it into the ground like she feared. Looking around, she could see the elves had taken care of any dust that accumulated during the summer and had cleaned the windows to their gleaming selves as the sunlight streamed onto the absolute bane of her existence. Sierra swore she was going to do some sorta fundraiser to get the money to replace at least half of these typewriters before she graduated. Especially the three that liked to smack the fingers of their writers if they misspelled more than three words in a sentence. Like, she understood where they were coming from but still!
Still, those were at least a bit more bearable than the others who got stuck or jammed after a few words, or just a few letters like the one she was currently finagling with. At the usual table, she put out all the forms and corresponding pens as well as complimentary snacks in the form of chocolate dipped pretzel sticks (funnily enough called "wands" on the recipe site she found) and frozen yogurt bites with fruit on top for variety.
Sierra had just clamed the machine shut when she heard the familiar sounds of footsteps coming towards the room and sat up to try and be presentable. Then inwardly groaned when she saw just who those footsteps belonged to. "Hi! Is this open yet or do we have to come back later-Sierra! Are you part of newspaper too?!" Rosa asked excitedly and signing the last question towards the older girl.
"In order, yes it's open and yes I'm part of it. I'm actually the editor in chief." the teen maybe put a hint of pride into those last words but no one needed to know that. "That's so cool! Mea! Sierra's head of newspaper! You totally have nothing to worry about now!" Sierra startled at the firstie's sudden yelling but unfortunately warmed at her words, loud as they were.
We're all fighting, growing old, we're all fighting, growing old
In the (Hope!) hopes of a few minutes more
To get-get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never getting any better than this
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2024 1:57 pm
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xx✴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? News Room
xxx✴ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Rosa and Sierra
xxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Application for News Club
xxxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I wonder if Lewis knew she was here?
Mea was excited. Since the club list came out, he worked with his cousins to figure out all the best ones. He was going to try so many! Today's adventure specifically brought the two to the Newspaper, where Mea wanted to try his hand at writing. He'd always been pretty good, though (according to Nain) his writing sometimes lacked detail. Maybe he wasn't putting enough in about audio, but it was difficult for him some days. After he got dressed, Mea hurried to the common room to meet Rosa so they could walk together. The big school seemed a lot easier to navigate with her....and a map. The map definitely helped. After offering his club list to Lewis, the older Abrams noted all the rooms his clubs were in so he'd be able to find them.
After they'd found the room, Rosa took the lead, starting out with words before adding in excited signing. "Good morning, Sierra," he signed as well, letting his cousin handle the talking for now. Sierra said she was the editor in chief, which was a really cool title. Rosa then turned to shout at Mea, earning a laugh. "Yes! I saw! These ears are working, Rosa!" He laughed as he spoke, a happy smile on his face. "Do you think I could try to be a writer, Sierra? I promise I'm pretty good!" He signed as he spoke, before noticing the applications. Aha! There was one for writing.
Name: Meallan Heulwen
Year: First
House: Hufflepuff
Any experience: I took a professional writing style class in primary, does that count?
Why do you want to be a writer for the Daily Dragon?: I really like to write, and it would be cool to help the school!
Do you have a preferred section?: News, features, or quidditch and clubs
Clubs you're affiliated with or informed of: Here, art, astronomy, herbology, and maybe adventurer's guild
Do you agree to have your writing reviewed and checked by editors before being published?: yes
This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: yes
✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮I ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ! I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴡ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ʜᴏ-ʜᴜᴍ!
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴ'?
I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ
Exᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ! I'ᴍ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ
Tʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɪᴅs ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴇᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜs
I'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴ ᴜs
"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ, I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ", ʜᴀ
Tʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ! I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏ
I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2024 7:36 am
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Ayy, domino, flick and a drop and I see it all fall down
Shakin’ the world, magnitude makin' everything crumble like blah, blah
Okay, all that's left is dust, A.K.A. "The Bulldozer"
Right when everyone falls, they're crawling ’cause they can't help but follow
¸.•*xᕼᥙƒƒꙆᥱρᥙƒƒ ᖴɩɾ⳽t Ƴᥱᥲɾx¨*•.¸♪¸ xᙅᥱᥒtᥱɾ ᙅᖾɩꙆᑯx.•*¨*•.¸ xᕼoᑲᑲɩt Ꙇᥒtᥱɾᥒx♥¸.•*¨*•.¸
(づ￣ ³￣)づ Rosa had been kinda in the middle about joining newspaper, ultimately deciding to go with it if only to accompany her cousin who really really wanted to go. Plus this way, they always had someplace they could hang out at in case they get busy with other stuff (or if they had to hide from Lewis who they were sure would almost never come by). What was equally exciting was coming by the opening of the club and spotting Sierra as not only a member but like, the leader of the whole thing! ("Editor" whatever). This was such juicy gossip, she just knew her granddad was going to love it! Though this did raise the question of why hadn't Lewis joined the club if only to be annoying close to his crush? Who knows, but she'll figure it out eventually. Rosa huffed a bit as Mea laughed and answered that his ears were in fact working before signing to Sierra about applications. Which, wait, she needed one too! "Me too! I don't really know if I'm good but I can definitely try!" She thinks the older girl tried to hide it but she definitely caught her eye roll but she was also still smiling so she was sure it's fine. "I always need new writers, though you'll probably not get very good stories at first. At least until mid next year really since you're so young." Sierra signed with a slight shrug. Well that sucked.
Name: Rosa Abrams
Year: First
House: Hufflepuff
Any experience: ...none
Why do you want to be a writer for the Daily Dragon?: I want to get better at writing and I want to see more of the school so I figure this was a good way to do both!
Do you have a preferred section?: Well since I can't do advice or gossip until I'm older, announcements and other sections are fine I guess
Clubs you're affiliated with or informed of: Art club
Do you agree to have your writing reviewed and checked by editors before being published?: Yes
This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: Yes
Spitting out a single joke makes everybody L-O-L
Think you can outdo me? Let me kick you out to somewhere else (Bye-bye)
I always try to do it one by one
But I know with just a single nod, I'm knocking over millions
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2024 1:19 pm
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xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? News Room
xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Seb, Sierra, and a couple newbies
xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Daily Dragon Applications
xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? It'll be good this year
While getting ready to head to his next club, Adi was trying his best (and really struggling) to get his tired legs to cooperate. Even practicing the steps over the summer wasn't enough. Hogwarts was just destined to make him fall asleep somewhere. It was rough! He was in the common room while working on transferring to his wheels, a sad sigh escaping him. "Hey, Adi. You need a hand? One of your break guys isn't locked." Adi looked over at Seb, one of his best friends, and laughed. "That explains it. I thought I had it locked down well enough, but sometimes it outsmarts me."
With a little help (and securely locked breaks!) Adi was settled into his wheelchair. "Were you headed to news club? If so, we can walk together!" Adi agreed quickly, and both boys made their way. It was a lot of chatter, including learning that the older boy was dyslexic. That made sense why it seemed Roxie or Declan did his application fill-outs. Once they'd made it to the news room, Seb held open the door. So far, it was just Sierra and a couple of the first years.
"She's right, you know. I'm hoping to get some better news stories this year myself." Though even the "less good" stories were still pretty grand, in his opinion. "That's why I went photography. They're all good! Well, 'less I forget to take of the lens cap."" Seb laughed, though the camera his mama got him didn't have a lens cap... probably to prevent silly accidents.
Adi took one of the writer applications, as well as one for photography. He filled in what was needed for both his and Sebastian's applications, before turning them both in. He wanted to be helpful, and now knowing his friend's struggles, figured this would be a good way to help out. Hopefully he'd get approved as a writer again, since it had made for a fun hobby last year. That's okay. I don't mind a couple of less... good stories at first. You gotta practice, right?" One of the first years spoke while signing with relative ease. It seemed Adi would have to work on his signing for sure.
Name: Adelai X.M. Hasenpfeffer-Bates
Year: Second
House: Gryffindor
Any experience: Last year, plus whatever miscellaneous projects came from school
Why do you want to be a writer for the Daily Dragon?: It was super fun last year! Plus I really enjoy helping keep people up to date on events
Do you have a preferred section?: I'd be happy anywhere, but maybe news or clubs? I could do quidditch, but I don't want to appear biased
Clubs you're affiliated with or informed of: Quidditch, Music, Culinary, Drama, and Dueling... plus Daily Dragon, of course
Do you agree to have your writing reviewed and checked by editors before being published?: Yes
This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: Yes!
AND
Name: Sebastian Moon
Year: Third
House: Gryffindor
Any experience: 2 years in Daily Dragon
Why do you want to be a photographer for the Daily Dragon?: I really enjoy taking pictures, plus I'm getting pretty good!
Do you have your own camera and means to develop pictures?: Yes
This position has a deadline, do you understand and can you abide by the deadlines given?: Yes
Adi - #03C03C
Sebby - #FF9966
Mea - #FFA824
Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴄʟᴀɪᴍ
A ɢʟᴀss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴀғᴇ
Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8, Nᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ!
Aɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏᴏᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ "ᴏᴜᴛʟᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ"
Iғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sɪɢɴs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ "ʏᴇs", ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ
Sᴏ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
Aɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ!
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ!
Sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
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