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It’s a cold, crisp Friday in February. You’re on your way to a Muggle Studies lesson. Breakfast is settling in your stomach. The air smells of orange peels and forest pine air freshener. Life is pretty okay. Anyway, ANYWAY, AnYwAy. Welcome to the Muggle Studies classroom where everything looks completely and utterly normal (except for your professor who looks like a pool noodle… but you’ve come to accept that this is his normal).
As you walk inside this morning, you’ll notice that the desks are positioned in rows facing the front of the classroom today. There’s quite a lot of space at the front of the room, with the desks being a little further back and closer together than they usually are. There’s also a GIANT stack of cardboard boxes by the windows. What could possibly be inside them? Perhaps they held the same contents as the four open boxes in front of Finneas’ desk? Speaking of which, why did your professor keep so much makeup and so many hairbrushes? Who could possibly know!? Not you. Lesson plans are for your professor’s eyes and his eyes only.
Speaking of his beady, nervous eyes, they were currently zeroed in on the periodical he was reading at his desk. He reminds you to read the board as you walk in (even though it has had the same message for months now). Take a seat, class will begin shortly.
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Reminder of Rules:
1. Do not use magic during Muggle Studies lessons
2. Wear your school uniform
3. Do not hit your peers with textbooks
4. And no anarchy
OOC: HI THERE AND WELCOME. Students should be well acquainted with Prof Schmoe at this point in the term. While you’re here please take a look at the classroom rules. I’ll post in about 24-28 hours to officially start the lesson.
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"Um, Emmerson?...I'll be your partner, if you like. You can even be lead anchor, like you said."
Violet suspected she would live to regret this--that little first year Emmerson was dead annoying--but she was also intrigued by her. How did anyone get to be that way, anyhow? She would make a good character for a story someday. And Violet really did not want to do this by herself, nor be the lead anchor--she had barely managed to get a little makeup on without looking stupid. Maybe she could do the weather report or something.
The professor must not have heard her. Why else wouldn't he rush into action and demand someone be her partner before she started to look bad? She'd just have to be louder, that's all. No shame in yelling, screaming and pitching a fit until you got what you wanted.
"M--" Emm stopped mid-shout at the sound of her name. The little girl spun on her heel to face the Slytherin, all grins. Consider her tremendously pleased by all she heard. "Reeeaaalllly???" Eee! She didn't even have to hold her breath until she passed out. LEAD ANCHOR!!!
"Okay, okay, yeah! We need a name--and a whole segment--CAN WE BE A GOSSIP CHANNEL?????" Emm bounced enthusiastically at the thought. "We don't have to know much, I'm good at making things up and anyway it's gossip so it doesn't really have to be true anyway." It was practically settled.
Yep.
"I got it!!! We can be "Gossip Central"!!! Who d'you think we should cover?"
She could make things up about annnnyyyyone so she was fine letting Violet pick.
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"Sure!" Serena replied, matching Ashley's enthusiasm. "I was thinking Hogwarts news actually?" She suggested. She hadn't heard anyone considering reporting news in school before. You see in this muggle school I used to attend before I turned 11, our school had this morning broadcast that you could hear over the speakers." Speakers was a whole different topic she was not willing to go into right now "I think that would be a cool thing to do for us. Like reporting the latest news happening in Hogwarts. What do you think?"
They could report about Headmaster Trent, the things roaming around the school, and everything else that the students were talking about over breakfast
"Oh! That sounds like a good idea. Like a school newspaper. What's going on? Let's see. There's the treasure we found, and the searching when we got found by acromantulas, and the classes getting trashed, there was talk of golems, ummm and there was the angry ghost that ran through me and some other people. It's all caused because the ghost wants his money back but we spent it already. The school probably doesn't want us to talk about it, but we probably can because otherwise it's censorship. So, do you want to do that and, if so, how do you want to say it? That would make a good story." Personally, she would love to do that. They could maybe say it in a impartial way, but the facts kinda did show that the school messed up. What was the best way to say it without getting punched in the face? Probably to leave the headmaster out of it. Annoying, but fine. Now, what face should she make...
"Oh! That sounds like a good idea. Like a school newspaper. What's going on? Let's see. There's the treasure we found, and the searching when we got found by acromantulas, and the classes getting trashed, there was talk of golems, ummm and there was the angry ghost that ran through me and some other people. It's all caused because the ghost wants his money back but we spent it already. The school probably doesn't want us to talk about it, but we probably can because otherwise it's censorship. So, do you want to do that and, if so, how do you want to say it? That would make a good story." Personally, she would love to do that. They could maybe say it in a impartial way, but the facts kinda did show that the school messed up. What was the best way to say it without getting punched in the face? Probably to leave the headmaster out of it. Annoying, but fine. Now, what face should she make...
Serena grinned "That is absolutely perfect!" pumping her fist dramatically up in the air, she exclaimed "Freedom of the Press will not be censored!"
The snake then crossed her arms, grabbed a quill and parchment and tapped the feather end of it against the paper "We should start writing a script or something. We can call it Hogwarts Headlines! - what do you think?"
Serena grinned "That is absolutely perfect!" pumping her fist dramatically up in the air, she exclaimed "Freedom of the Press will not be censored!"
The snake then crossed her arms, grabbed a quill and parchment and tapped the feather end of it against the paper "We should start writing a script or something. We can call it Hogwarts Headlines! - what do you think?"
"Yes! That is a great publication name! And I guess our headline right now could be... I dunno... something to the effect of 'Slyvester Hargraves wants his money back or he will keep destroying stuff'. Or 'Angry ghost and his treasure at heart of Hogwarts strange happenings' But fancier and more respectful. And I guess we shouldn't make either the headmaster or the ghost look too bad, because y'know, safety reasons. But we should also be fair." Thoughts were swirling around. She could see this... she could see it turning into a thing. Hogwarts Headlines was not a bad idea. This was exciting! She smoothed her hair a little more. Might as well look extra presentable.
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Ivy understood the words coming out of Phoebe’s mouth, but she couldn’t imagine it on her. She wasn’t really allowed to wear makeup. Though, she supposed her mom couldn’t really stop her since she was an ocean and half a country away. Plus! This was an assignment! She had to! She sat down on top of one of the desks so Phoebe wouldn’t have to bend over to work on her makeup and smiled when the older girl said she was pretty. No one had ever really sad that her before besides her mom!
Her feet swung gently as she sat on the desk and considered what kind of show they wanted to do. ”We should do one of those morning shows where they drink coffee and talk about what’s going on in the world, and then they interview like REALLY famous people! Meeting someone famous would be so cool!” It was just a suggestion... but if they did, who would they interview?
Phoebe hummed quietly over choosing the right subtle blush and an eyeshadow that would make Ivy's eyes look big and cartoon princess-bright, but she rolled around the ideas that Ivy was sharing. A morning show with two chatty ladies and coffee and famous people didn't really subvert any gender tropes, but since they weren't exactly being asked to take on a feminist bent...
"I think we could pull that off. We need to look more accessible and friendly, and less like super polished." She finished with Ivy's face and turned her attention to applying a little make-up to her own. And then they both needed a comb-through, maybe a little burst of bottled wind to get a nice 'day-on-the-beach' look. "So we do a little chatty intro, talk about our day so far and banter about the news, then interview..."
Who was famous? Who could they interview? An empty chair? Just make it up? "Schmoe! PROFESSOR! Can we interview you?"
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As a matter of fact, Claudine had neither heard Ashley’s words nor seen the eye roll because that particular Ravenclaw was not one she gave the time of day to. Even if she had noticed, she’d have just given the first year one of her famous judgmental looks before moving on with life. Instead, she was now focused on continuing the activity. She wasn’t worried about securing a partner. The girl stood by her desk, eyeing Heath as he got himself ready, waiting patiently for him to get back. There were already a few ideas floating around her head about what they could present on. Not to mention, Claudine hoped that he wanted to partner with him; Heath would make being out in the spotlight more bearable.
The fourth year breathed a sigh of relief when the Ravenclaw asked her. “Yes, please.’’Oh. Look at him looking out for her. Wasn’t he just the perfect gentleman? “That’s a great idea.’’ She gave him a grateful gaze. “I have a few ideas for the presentation but one stands out. What do you think of Crups taking Drama Lessons?’’ Did heath get it? The presentation could be on a combination of their interests.
Claudine took a bit of time to survey Heath. “Very handsome and professional,’’ came her verdict, her hand starting to extend towards his hair. Then she remembered that she was in class and quickly pulled back her hand. Woops.“Leave it down. It always looks best that way.’’
Heath knew by now that Claudine wouldn’t reject his partnership, but he still smiled when she accepted his offer. That smile soon turned into a laugh as he heard her idea, and he imagined a litter of cruppies onstage in funny costumes, barking along to showtunes. Wait, Claudine didn’t think he was laughing at her, did she? At that thought, he hastily stifled his laughter by pretending to cough. “Sorry. I wasn’t laughing at you or your idea,” he said. “It’s just funny to think about crups in a drama class.”
At Claudine’s next words, he forgot all about crups and drama lessons. “Thanks, down it is,” he replied, loosening his hold on his hair - and not a moment too soon! He noticed how close she came to touching his hair, and that paired with her compliment had his blushing to the same dark red of his tie. He tilted his head down so his hair would hide it. Uhh… what was he doing again? Something about crups and drama and… oh, right! Their news story!
“I love how that idea incorporates both of our interests!” he said, turning to an empty page in his notebook. “Let’s flesh it out a bit. We’ll need a name for the person running the lessons and probably a quote form them too… maybe something about why they started hosting drama classes for crups and/or how they train them to go where they’re supposed to and say their lines at the right time? Any ideas for that?” Inspiration suddenly occurred to him. “Ooh! What if the crup drama class was putting on a play? Our story could invite the public to attend…”
Was he talking too much? Probably. Sorry, Claudine! That tended to happen when he got excited about something; she should know by now.
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Heath knew by now that Claudine wouldn’t reject his partnership, but he still smiled when she accepted his offer. That smile soon turned into a laugh as he heard her idea, and he imagined a litter of cruppies onstage in funny costumes, barking along to showtunes. Wait, Claudine didn’t think he was laughing at her, did she? At that thought, he hastily stifled his laughter by pretending to cough. “Sorry. I wasn’t laughing at you or your idea,” he said. “It’s just funny to think about crups in a drama class.”
At Claudine’s next words, he forgot all about crups and drama lessons. “Thanks, down it is,” he replied, loosening his hold on his hair - and not a moment too soon! He noticed how close she came to touching his hair, and that paired with her compliment had his blushing to the same dark red of his tie. He tilted his head down so his hair would hide it. Uhh… what was he doing again? Something about crups and drama and… oh, right! Their news story!
“I love how that idea incorporates both of our interests!” he said, turning to an empty page in his notebook. “Let’s flesh it out a bit. We’ll need a name for the person running the lessons and probably a quote form them too… maybe something about why they started hosting drama classes for crups and/or how they train them to go where they’re supposed to and say their lines at the right time? Any ideas for that?” Inspiration suddenly occurred to him. “Ooh! What if the crup drama class was putting on a play? Our story could invite the public to attend…”
Was he talking too much? Probably. Sorry, Claudine! That tended to happen when he got excited about something; she should know by now.
No, Claudine knew that Heath was not laughing at her. Had it been anyone else, she would have. She shook her head, wondering what he thought of the idea. Then she was grinning. “I’m picturing frilly, little, pink tutus.’’ This was true, and the entire idea was highly entertaining.
Oh, look. He was blushing. Wasn’t he extra adorable when that happened? Claudine certainly thought so. But she could admire him later for they needed to get their planning completed. “Well, you’re the drama expert so what if you’re my co-anchor and you have a drama club that has crups as the stars of their very first show?” Claudine returned to her seat then peered over to the page of the notebook to see what Heath was writing.
“Do you have any ideas for a name for the show? Or maybe it could be a segment of a larger show…?’’ The Slytherin liked brainstorming these sort of things, she found out in that moment. “How about… I start off with a little facts on crups then you talk of your drama club and the performing crups? Also, what’s a quote form? Can it work for you?”
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If Carsyn knew that Schmoe had only been pretending to read the prophet, well, she would definitely approve of that disguise because she might have done that on numerous occasions with study materials and even at home.
But moving on though it seemed they were creating a boxed TV and the seventh year had to grin in amusement when stating that these televisions were ancient. Truth but honestly they also had more character than the modern day inventions. There was something about the ancient aesthetics that made them much more appealing than the flat panels and projectors of today. Taking one of the boxes to her desk, she worked to carefully craft her television to be as realistic looking as possible. So were they going to be standing in front of it? Did she need to cut a hole where the screen was so she could wear it and her face shown through?
Eh, looked okay to her, so time to make herself presentable for the screen. Which they needed a partner for this next task because they were creating their own broadcast? Carsyn glanced around for someone free to partner with. Preferably a co-prefect or fellow quidditch fanatic or even her mentee, Bernie, cause well a broadcast idea would come naturally for someone she had a reputation with but surely even if it was someone without common ground they'd be able to find something....
Biting her lower lip, she smiled weakly. "Anyone still need a partner?"
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"Fantastic work everyone! In just a few moments, we'll wrap up with planning and go into presentations!" He checked his watch. Time went so quickly, but where did it go? Could it come back?
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Who was famous? Who could they interview? An empty chair? Just make it up? "Schmoe! PROFESSOR! Can we interview you?"
Finneas jolted upright. WHERE'S THE FIRE!? IS EVERYTHING OKAY???
Oh. It was just a Gryffindor. Phew. Amiright?!
"Errrrrrr...." He scratched his head with some uncertainty. "... Suuuuuuure." He was skeptical. Always skeptical when it came to this one.
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If Carsyn knew that Schmoe had only been pretending to read the prophet, well, she would definitely approve of that disguise because she might have done that on numerous occasions with study materials and even at home.
But moving on though it seemed they were creating a boxed TV and the seventh year had to grin in amusement when stating that these televisions were ancient. Truth but honestly they also had more character than the modern day inventions. There was something about the ancient aesthetics that made them much more appealing than the flat panels and projectors of today. Taking one of the boxes to her desk, she worked to carefully craft her television to be as realistic looking as possible. So were they going to be standing in front of it? Did she need to cut a hole where the screen was so she could wear it and her face shown through?
Eh, looked okay to her, so time to make herself presentable for the screen. Which they needed a partner for this next task because they were creating their own broadcast? Carsyn glanced around for someone free to partner with. Preferably a co-prefect or fellow quidditch fanatic or even her mentee, Bernie, cause well a broadcast idea would come naturally for someone she had a reputation with but surely even if it was someone without common ground they'd be able to find something....
Biting her lower lip, she smiled weakly. "Anyone still need a partner?"
Finneas hadn't been pretending to read the prophet. He had very much been reading a muggle newspaper and he was proud of it too. There wasn't anything to hide. Some would say he's obsessed with it. And he is obsessed with it. AnYwAy.
It looked as though Ms. Rose was having trouble finding a partner, so Schmoe made his way over. "Feel free to join an existing team." He wasn't sure who was with who, but if there weren't others in need of a partner, she could always form their first group of three.
"AHEM," some air must've went down the wrong pipe. Again he checked his watch, only to realize the minutes were counting down rather quickly. Errr. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh. "Who would like to volunteer to go first?"
OOC: You have more than 24 Hours left! My brain hurts too much to do the math, but there's time!
As far as presentations go, you can go ahead and ~suspend disbelief~ and have your charrie assume it's their turn to do their presentation for the class. Feel free to react / respond to other people's presentations too!!
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Phoebe hummed quietly over choosing the right subtle blush and an eyeshadow that would make Ivy's eyes look big and cartoon princess-bright, but she rolled around the ideas that Ivy was sharing. A morning show with two chatty ladies and coffee and famous people didn't really subvert any gender tropes, but since they weren't exactly being asked to take on a feminist bent...
"I think we could pull that off. We need to look more accessible and friendly, and less like super polished." She finished with Ivy's face and turned her attention to applying a little make-up to her own. And then they both needed a comb-through, maybe a little burst of bottled wind to get a nice 'day-on-the-beach' look. "So we do a little chatty intro, talk about our day so far and banter about the news, then interview..."
Who was famous? Who could they interview? An empty chair? Just make it up? "Schmoe! PROFESSOR! Can we interview you?"
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Finneas jolted upright. WHERE'S THE FIRE!? IS EVERYTHING OKAY???
Oh. It was just a Gryffindor. Phew. Amiright?!
"Errrrrrr...." He scratched his head with some uncertainty. "... Suuuuuuure." He was skeptical. Always skeptical when it came to this one.
Ivy looked at herself in one of the mirrors once Phoebe finished her makeup and spent a solid two minutes giggling at herself. ”I look... so much older...” she managed through her giggles. Ivy had never really been one to look at herself in the mirror much, but with all the makeup Phoebe had put on her, she did think she looked kind of pretty...
She was searching through the props for some coffee mugs, listening to Phoebe think out loud when she was suddenly yelling for Professor Schmoe. Ivy looked up hopefully just as she found a couple mugs to hear the Professor agree to be their celebrity interview. ”Yay!!” she squealed as she set the mugs down by Phoebe. ”We have to pretend to drink coffee from these!”
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"Okay, okay, yeah! We need a name--and a whole segment--CAN WE BE A GOSSIP CHANNEL?????" Emm bounced enthusiastically at the thought. "We don't have to know much, I'm good at making things up and anyway it's gossip so it doesn't really have to be true anyway." It was practically settled.
Oh dear Merlin, a gossip channel? Really? Violet had had more in mind important events or weather or something significant. But Emmerson was running on as if it had already been decided, before Violet could get a word in edgewise. But then she heard the next words out of the first year's mouth.
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"I got it!!! We can be "Gossip Central"!!! Who d'you think we should cover?"
A wicked thought sprang up in Violet's brain--perhaps one could combine gossip and important events...and get even with someone at the same time.
"Oh, I don't know...why don't we cover--Professor Malachi Trent? After all, he's the Headmaster of the greatest wizarding school in the world, I'm sure everyone would like to know more about what makes him tick."
And Violet would like to know more about what exactly he had been up to all term.
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Oh dear Merlin, a gossip channel? Really? Violet had had more in mind important events or weather or something significant. But Emmerson was running on as if it had already been decided, before Violet could get a word in edgewise. But then she heard the next words out of the first year's mouth.
A wicked thought sprang up in Violet's brain--perhaps one could combine gossip and important events...and get even with someone at the same time.
"Oh, I don't know...why don't we cover--Professor Malachi Trent? After all, he's the Headmaster of the greatest wizarding school in the world, I'm sure everyone would like to know more about what makes him tick."
And Violet would like to know more about what exactly he had been up to all term.
Emmerson gasped in dramatic fashion, her hands moving up to cover her mouth. "It's perfectly scandalous. Professor Schmoe's gonna love it--or wither into himself and regret giving us the assignment." She didn't care either way. They were gonna smear Headmaster Trent AND it was perfectly legal because it was for c l a s s~
"We can make a list of all th--"
Huh? First? They were starting??
"Us!!" Emmerson yelled without giving it a second thought. It didn't matter that they weren't prepared. This was a gossip channel. All they had to do was talk off the top of their head and everyone would believe. No proof needed. "Us, Sir! Us! We'll be first! Come on, Violet!" The 11 year old grabbed her partner by the wrist and tried tugging her toward the front hoping she'd come along.
"Just follow my lead, she insisted."
At the front, Emm cleared everything from the anchor's desk....by tossing them off the edge then grabbed a pair of glasses from her pocket that she'd grabbed earlier while getting into costume. She leaned against the desk, facing her classmates. "Good evening," Truly, she did not care what time of day it was when they were pretending, "And welcome to Gossip Central. I'm Emmerson Cambridge," She paused for Violet to offer her own name before continuing.
"In our top story this evening, we've got the most scandalous scoop on none other than our own shady Headmaster, Malachi Trent. Evil child sacrificer or negligent maniac? More on this from Violet Blackthorne."
Hopefully the girl had some good stuff up her sleeve.
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Ivy looked at herself in one of the mirrors once Phoebe finished her makeup and spent a solid two minutes giggling at herself. ”I look... so much older...” she managed through her giggles. Ivy had never really been one to look at herself in the mirror much, but with all the makeup Phoebe had put on her, she did think she looked kind of pretty...
She was searching through the props for some coffee mugs, listening to Phoebe think out loud when she was suddenly yelling for Professor Schmoe. Ivy looked up hopefully just as she found a couple mugs to hear the Professor agree to be their celebrity interview. ”Yay!!” she squealed as she set the mugs down by Phoebe. ”We have to pretend to drink coffee from these!”
"You look just like yourself but polished a bit," Phoebe nodded and accepted her mug. Pretend coffee, was it? That worked out just fine, although real coffee would have been even better. "Let's just wing it, okay? We'll go next, Professor!"
Phoebe pulled forward two chairs and seated them close together, with a third chair opposite them. She'd rummaged a blazer from the supplies, and she picked the front chair. "GOOOOOOOOOOD morning, Hogwarts! I'm Phoebe, this is Ivy, and we're PHOEBE AND IVY. It's a beautiful day for a beautiful cuppa. How are you, Ivy dear?" Phoebe made a big production of sipping her fake coffee.
"You look just like yourself but polished a bit," Phoebe nodded and accepted her mug. Pretend coffee, was it? That worked out just fine, although real coffee would have been even better. "Let's just wing it, okay? We'll go next, Professor!"
Phoebe pulled forward two chairs and seated them close together, with a third chair opposite them. She'd rummaged a blazer from the supplies, and she picked the front chair. "GOOOOOOOOOOD morning, Hogwarts! I'm Phoebe, this is Ivy, and we're PHOEBE AND IVY. It's a beautiful day for a beautiful cuppa. How are you, Ivy dear?" Phoebe made a big production of sipping her fake coffee.
Oh... they were doing this! They were going! Ivy squeaked and ran after Phoebe, taking the seat next to her, watching in amazement as the older girl started putting on a very convincing performance. Ivy tried not to giggle when it was her turn to talk. “Ooooh Phoebe! Darlin’!” She began, mimicking a Southern American accent, “You know, I am just PEACHY! Did you see that Quidditch game this weekend? I’ll tell you what, those kids are so dern talented!” She smacked her leg for emphasis before taking a long pretend drink from her mug. “Now, a little birdie told me we’ve got a very special visitor here today. Is that right?” She asked, moving it along to their interview like they did on the TV.
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Join an existing group? Okay she could do that but the real question was who did she want to join? Where were her usual partners anyway? Carsyn gazed up at Emmerson and another young girl as they started jabbering about some gossip central which didn't really seem like a third person would fit into that aesthetic... That was when she heard her, the first year from her sister's house partnered with Phoebe and well she would work perfectly as part of this group...
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"You look just like yourself but polished a bit," Phoebe nodded and accepted her mug. Pretend coffee, was it? That worked out just fine, although real coffee would have been even better. "Let's just wing it, okay? We'll go next, Professor!"
Phoebe pulled forward two chairs and seated them close together, with a third chair opposite them. She'd rummaged a blazer from the supplies, and she picked the front chair. "GOOOOOOOOOOD morning, Hogwarts! I'm Phoebe, this is Ivy, and we're PHOEBE AND IVY. It's a beautiful day for a beautiful cuppa. How are you, Ivy dear?" Phoebe made a big production of sipping her fake coffee.
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Oh... they were doing this! They were going! Ivy squeaked and ran after Phoebe, taking the seat next to her, watching in amazement as the older girl started putting on a very convincing performance. Ivy tried not to giggle when it was her turn to talk. “Ooooh Phoebe! Darlin’!” She began, mimicking a Southern American accent, “You know, I am just PEACHY! Did you see that Quidditch game this weekend? I’ll tell you what, those kids are so dern talented!” She smacked her leg for emphasis before taking a long pretend drink from her mug. “Now, a little birdie told me we’ve got a very special visitor here today. Is that right?” She asked, moving it along to their interview like they did on the TV.
At the special visitor comment, Carsyn gave a look over to her housemate to draw attention to herself, but also cause she kind of needed a partner or group and this would work out perfectly. Quidditch seeker by day, baker by night, all around prefect. Now just to hope Phoebe got the look and to wait for her moment to step up to join them
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No, Claudine knew that Heath was not laughing at her. Had it been anyone else, she would have. She shook her head, wondering what he thought of the idea. Then she was grinning. “I’m picturing frilly, little, pink tutus.’’ This was true, and the entire idea was highly entertaining.
Oh, look. He was blushing. Wasn’t he extra adorable when that happened? Claudine certainly thought so. But she could admire him later for they needed to get their planning completed. “Well, you’re the drama expert so what if you’re my co-anchor and you have a drama club that has crups as the stars of their very first show?” Claudine returned to her seat then peered over to the page of the notebook to see what Heath was writing.
“Do you have any ideas for a name for the show? Or maybe it could be a segment of a larger show…?’’ The Slytherin liked brainstorming these sort of things, she found out in that moment. “How about… I start off with a little facts on crups then you talk of your drama club and the performing crups? Also, what’s a quote form? Can it work for you?”
Was she overwhelming Heath? Claudine hoped not.
The mention of frilly pink tutus had Heath laughing even harder than ever! That wasn’t quite what he had in mind - tutus were more common in ballet than theater - but still pretty funny. “I was picturing the lead crup in a cape and mask myself,” he said. Then realizing that Claudine wouldn’t understand that reference, he added, “That costume comes from The Phantom of the Opera, a very famous muggle play.” Now he was imagining an entire cast of crups in Phantom-inspired costumes, and it was too cute! He wondered if there was a way to make this news story a reality one day; that would be so fun!
But for now, he had to focus on the news story. He noticed Claudine peering at his notebook but didn’t think anything of it. There was nothing for her to see so far; he was just preparing to write a tentative script once they got their story fleshed out. He listened to her ideas, nodding along in places, but the mention of it being his drama club got a confused blink. “I don’t know about that,” he said. “Most muggle news anchors don’t report on projects they’re directly involved in; it comes off as self-promotion. I do like the idea of you covering the facts about crups while I cover the drama angle, though. What if we spin it this way: I attended a preview performance of the play and got to speak with the director afterwards? Plays hold previews all the time.”
A name idea suddenly came to him, and he said, “I know! Our show could be called Creature Comforts. Like, we’re a show that specializes in animals…” He was about to start writing lines for their introduction when Professor Schmoe said they were moving on to the presentations. So much for writing a script! “I think we’re out of time. We’ll have to do our presentation in the reverse order; I’ll start with the drama club information, then hand off to you for the crup facts.”
Heath raised his hand to volunteer to go next and gave Claudine an encouraging smile. “When we get up there, follow my lead, and if you get nervous, just pretend the others aren’t here and you’re telling the story to me.” That was a trick that always worked for him when he had stage fright! When their turn came, he led the way to the front of the room and took a seat. Once in character, he said in a loud, clear voice, “Welcome to Creature Comforts, your number one source for news of the animal kingdom! I’m Heathcliff Jones…” He paused to give Claudine time to introduce herself before he went on.
“In our top story today, a local theatre troupe is offering acting lessons for crups. Yes, you heard that right, folks! The group is holding a performance of The Phantom of the Opera at The Phoenix Theatre this Saturday at 7 PM. The public is invited to attend, and signups will be open to those interested in enrolling their own four-legged friend. I was lucky enough to see the crups in action at a preview, and I must say they gave a tour de force performance! Theatre troupe director Eponine Hamilton -” Did anybody see what he did there? Reference to two different musicals! “- says she was inspired to teach drama to crups by her love of animals and the arts, and she created the program as an outlet for the crups’ boundless energy. For more information on crups, we go to my co-anchor…”
He gave Claudine a subtle look to indicate that was her cue to pick up where he left off.
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Oh no! It was starting. "We're gonna have to wing this," she whispered to Serena. "I am Ashley Fox, and this is Hogwarts Happenings. Alright, so many of you know about the strange happenings around the castle. They have started since we found that treasure and spent it on decorations. And just a couple days ago, a ghost ran straight through me and said that he wanted his treasure back or else. If we give him his treasure back he claims he will stop the attacks. But... we spent it. So anyone with information on where the money is should come forward. Over to you, Serena. What's your take on this?" She hoped that Serena was good at improv.
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The mention of frilly pink tutus had Heath laughing even harder than ever! That wasn’t quite what he had in mind - tutus were more common in ballet than theater - but still pretty funny. “I was picturing the lead crup in a cape and mask myself,” he said. Then realizing that Claudine wouldn’t understand that reference, he added, “That costume comes from The Phantom of the Opera, a very famous muggle play.” Now he was imagining an entire cast of crups in Phantom-inspired costumes, and it was too cute! He wondered if there was a way to make this news story a reality one day; that would be so fun!
But for now, he had to focus on the news story. He noticed Claudine peering at his notebook but didn’t think anything of it. There was nothing for her to see so far; he was just preparing to write a tentative script once they got their story fleshed out. He listened to her ideas, nodding along in places, but the mention of it being his drama club got a confused blink. “I don’t know about that,” he said. “Most muggle news anchors don’t report on projects they’re directly involved in; it comes off as self-promotion. I do like the idea of you covering the facts about crups while I cover the drama angle, though. What if we spin it this way: I attended a preview performance of the play and got to speak with the director afterwards? Plays hold previews all the time.”
A name idea suddenly came to him, and he said, “I know! Our show could be called Creature Comforts. Like, we’re a show that specializes in animals…” He was about to start writing lines for their introduction when Professor Schmoe said they were moving on to the presentations. So much for writing a script! “I think we’re out of time. We’ll have to do our presentation in the reverse order; I’ll start with the drama club information, then hand off to you for the crup facts.”
Heath raised his hand to volunteer to go next and gave Claudine an encouraging smile. “When we get up there, follow my lead, and if you get nervous, just pretend the others aren’t here and you’re telling the story to me.” That was a trick that always worked for him when he had stage fright! When their turn came, he led the way to the front of the room and took a seat. Once in character, he said in a loud, clear voice, “Welcome to Creature Comforts, your number one source for news of the animal kingdom! I’m Heathcliff Jones…” He paused to give Claudine time to introduce herself before he went on.
“In our top story today, a local theatre troupe is offering acting lessons for crups. Yes, you heard that right, folks! The group is holding a performance of The Phantom of the Opera at The Phoenix Theatre this Saturday at 7 PM. The public is invited to attend, and signups will be open to those interested in enrolling their own four-legged friend. I was lucky enough to see the crups in action at a preview, and I must say they gave a tour de force performance! Theatre troupe director Eponine Hamilton -” Did anybody see what he did there? Reference to two different musicals! “- says she was inspired to teach drama to crups by her love of animals and the arts, and she created the program as an outlet for the crups’ boundless energy. For more information on crups, we go to my co-anchor…”
He gave Claudine a subtle look to indicate that was her cue to pick up where he left off.
SPOILER!!: Before the presentation
There were so many possible ideas to work with and Claudine was starting to think that they might never settle on one. But it must be done so she considered Heath’s words. A review? That sounded great too so the girl bobbed her head, thinking about what he told her about the Phantom of the Opera. It would be as though he had reviewed this Phantom play but the difference was that there were crups involved. “We can work with that,’’ she said smiling at him.
Her eyes lit up at the name suggestion. “But that’s perfect.’’ Such a cute name. Yes, yes. Claudine wasn’t into cute but there were times when she made exceptions: when creatures or Heath were involved. “Alright. Whichever order works best.’’ Because she didn’t mind; the girl just wanted the presentation to be over with and done. She just wished there were some crup props around; even stuffed toy crups would have worked for she would have shrunk a few of the outfits Schmoe loaned them to make the outfits wearable for the crups. Oh well.
The Snakette could feel the slight anxiety well up in her but she did her best to swallow it. She would keep Heath’s tip in mind. There was no doubt that it would work because he had all the experience in the world with this sort of thing. She followed Heath and took a seat beside him, adjusting her blazer as she did so. Claudine took one glance at the class before her and quickly turned her gaze to Heath. Was it just her or had the classroom gotten even more students?
“And I’m Claudine Blaze.’’ Cue her glancing at the room before her for just a second before her gaze fled to the wall behind everyone. It was really easier to stare at the walls at times. Alternating her gaze between the wall and her partner, Claudine couldn’t help but admire how well Heath handled this spotlight thing. He was great at it even though he was shy and quiet. When he was in the spotlight, he simply transformed into someone else. Obviously she had observed this from watching his play last Christmas.
And here was her turn. Oh no.
The Snakette inhaled and a warm smile slid on her face. “Thank you, Heath. Interesting, isn’t it, how crups seem to enjoy being the highlight of that play? I would love to see that play and had I a pet crup, he or she would have definitely been enrolled for those classes.’’ The gaze went to the wall behind everyone once more. “While the crup very closely resembles a Muggle breed of dog called the Jack Russell terrier, crups were definitely created by Wizarding folk. How do we tell the difference? By their tails, of course.’’ Claudine turned to Heath again, grinning. “I bet you saw a lot of forked tails at that play. Did you know that crups are rather hostile towards Muggles? But as much as they can be hostile, they are extremely loyal to witches and wizards. So if you’re ever considering having a pet, I highly recommend a crup. And remember…’’ Here, Claudine’s attention went back to the ‘audience’. “Adopt, don’t shop!’’
"Us, Sir! Us! We'll be first! Come on, Violet!" The 11 year old grabbed her partner by the wrist and tried tugging her toward the front hoping she'd come along.
"Just follow my lead, she insisted."
At the front, Emm cleared everything from the anchor's desk....by tossing them off the edge then grabbed a pair of glasses from her pocket that she'd grabbed earlier while getting into costume. She leaned against the desk, facing her classmates. "Good evening," Truly, she did not care what time of day it was when they were pretending, "And welcome to Gossip Central. I'm Emmerson Cambridge," She paused for Violet to offer her own name before continuing.
"In our top story this evening, we've got the most scandalous scoop on none other than our own shady Headmaster, Malachi Trent. Evil child sacrificer or negligent maniac? More on this from Violet Blackthorne."
Hopefully the girl had some good stuff up her sleeve.
First?! They weren't ready to go first! But Violet found herself being pulled toward the front of the classroom before she had a chance to open her mouth. And now this little eager-beaver I wanna take the lead first year was throwing her under the bus, in front of the whole class.
Well, she had started this, and now she'd better say something quick.
"Violet Blackthorne here, reporting for Gossip Central from the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchery. Our sources have reported disturbing rumors of a school field trip to the Forbidden Forest led by Headmaster Malachi Trent, during which witnesses report the professor was seen to walk away alone into the depths of the forest, leaving a group of underage students alone to face a herd"--did one call them a herd?--"of hungry Acromantulas. Although the headmaster did return in the nick of time"(but just in the very nick)"where he went or what he was doing has yet to be revealed. Investigations are underway, and we will be reporting back as soon as we learn anything new.
Back to you, Emmerson." And the little girl had darned well better say something of her own, now.
Oh no! It was starting. "We're gonna have to wing this," she whispered to Serena. "I am Ashley Fox, and this is Hogwarts Happenings. Alright, so many of you know about the strange happenings around the castle. They have started since we found that treasure and spent it on decorations. And just a couple days ago, a ghost ran straight through me and said that he wanted his treasure back or else. If we give him his treasure back he claims he will stop the attacks. But... we spent it. So anyone with information on where the money is should come forward. Over to you, Serena. What's your take on this?" She hoped that Serena was good at improv.
Serena blinked confusedly when Ashley started improvising. They hadn't even finalized a script yet! What was going on?! Composing herself, she straightened up - or at least, straightened as much as the opening on their TV would allow, while still having her upper body visible through the TV frame.
And apparently its Hogwarts Happenings now? Well, that worked too actually.
"Right" She said with a serious nod. That's how people in the news usually acted. All serious and grim, right? "Thank you for that run down for this afternoon's news, Ashley." She said with a smile.
"The Ghost in The Halls." She announced imperiously "That's what students are calling this mysterious ghost that has terrorized countless of Hogwarts students in the past few days, including our very own Ms. Ashley Fox - looking for his treasure." She reported. She doesn't actually know if it had been terrorizing countless of students - but hey, news reports are almost always sensationalized anyway! Just ask the Daily Prophet! "Do officials and teachers have a lead on this mysterious treasure that its looking for?" She asked her co-anchor, still faithfully playing the role of a news broadcaster.
Serena blinked confusedly when Ashley started improvising. They hadn't even finalized a script yet! What was going on?! Composing herself, she straightened up - or at least, straightened as much as the opening on their TV would allow, while still having her upper body visible through the TV frame.
And apparently its Hogwarts Happenings now? Well, that worked too actually.
"Right" She said with a serious nod. That's how people in the news usually acted. All serious and grim, right? "Thank you for that run down for this afternoon's news, Ashley." She said with a smile.
"The Ghost in The Halls." She announced imperiously "That's what students are calling this mysterious ghost that has terrorized countless of Hogwarts students in the past few days, including our very own Ms. Ashley Fox - looking for his treasure." She reported. She doesn't actually know if it had been terrorizing countless of students - but hey, news reports are almost always sensationalized anyway! Just ask the Daily Prophet! "Do officials and teachers have a lead on this mysterious treasure that its looking for?" She asked her co-anchor, still faithfully playing the role of a news broadcaster.
Ashley did not know that people were calling it the ghost in the halls, and she hadn't seen the ghost after it has ran through her, but it didn't matter. She picked up the line. "If they do Serena, then they haven't told me about it. I certainly hope that they do though. These attacks on Hogwarts are becoming too much to bear. And for some reason, I am always around when the devastation occurs, so I've certainly seen the effects of the ghost myself! Pretty sure everyone has. I hope we will recover the treasure as soon as possible, in order to prevent all future attacks and ensure the safety of the students. That is just about it, Serena, any closing remarks?" There wasn't much to say. They had some suspicious cash, and spent it on tacky decor, and now they all had to pay. Ashley-unsurprisingly- blamed the headmaster, but she wasn't sure if she was allowed to say that live. It was his fault. He had ignored the signs, and everyone else had to suffer for it. Just like they always did.
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Oh... they were doing this! They were going! Ivy squeaked and ran after Phoebe, taking the seat next to her, watching in amazement as the older girl started putting on a very convincing performance. Ivy tried not to giggle when it was her turn to talk. “Ooooh Phoebe! Darlin’!” She began, mimicking a Southern American accent, “You know, I am just PEACHY! Did you see that Quidditch game this weekend? I’ll tell you what, those kids are so dern talented!” She smacked her leg for emphasis before taking a long pretend drink from her mug. “Now, a little birdie told me we’ve got a very special visitor here today. Is that right?” She asked, moving it along to their interview like they did on the TV.
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At the special visitor comment, Carsyn gave a look over to her housemate to draw attention to herself, but also cause she kind of needed a partner or group and this would work out perfectly. Quidditch seeker by day, baker by night, all around prefect. Now just to hope Phoebe got the look and to wait for her moment to step up to join them
Wow, Ivy was over the TOP and it was hilarious. Phoebe stifled a giggle with her coffee cup and tried to school her features. Be serious and cheerful and PROFESSIONAL, ok? No giggling allowed. "We could just talk Quidditch all day if given half a chance. But you're right, we do have a very special guest joining us today. None other than our own Pro..."
Phoebe spotted Carsyn trying to flag her down with all sorts of pleading looks, and the fourth year stuck out her lip in an undignified pout for a moment. She wanted SCHMOE. But since they were doing the thing where they rolled with the punches... "Erm, our own Prefect Carsyn Rose. I don't know if you're aware, Ivy, but she's a very surprise last minute addition to our show today, and we're so lucky to have her joining us. Carsyn Rose!"
Ivy could see that Phoebe was starting to laugh, and she had to bite her tongue to keep herself from doing the same. In doing so, she missed all the looks from Carsyn, so when Phoebe announced she was coming to be interviewed instead of Professor Schmoe, Ivy was taken a bit by surprise, and her persona dropped for a moment.
”Uh... no... I did NOT know that but uh... MY MY MY. Well, what a surprise! Let’s bring her out, why don’t we folks?” she said, beginning a round of applause and motioning for Carsyn to come up and join them in their cardboard TV.
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Finneas was thrilled for the presentations. He could TELL they were going to be good. His students always did the best work. Also, he had heard snippets of conversations as he made his rounds around the room. Everything he heard sounded promising.
Unfortunately, however, he had not heard the topic that Emmerson Cambridge and Violet Blackthorne had proposed because errrrrr….. As soon as they started speaking about their headmaster as an evil child sacrificer and negligent maniac…. Finneas’ whole expression shifted. He watched their whole skit unfold with mild horror, before deciding to interject. ”Well that’s all we have time for! Thank you Ms. Cambridge, Ms. Blackthorne.” He chuckled awkwardly, looking around the room. Trying to deflect the attention!! ”Who’s next?”
While he was not sure that he was looking forward to the presentation given by Phoebe James and Ivy Taylor, he was VERY relieved to see them phone a friend for their presentation. He exhaled and let out a big sigh of relief. Looking forward to this presentation now, certainly and giving them big smiles.
Heath’s presentation with Claudine was very interesting. Finneas applauded them for their creativity. Perhaps they both had a career in acting. ”Bravo!” Ashley Fox and Serena Anders were doing a fine job of reporting Hogwarts happenings. This was good, accurate reporting. Calling the headmaster an evil child sacrificer? That was a bit too much. Serena and Ashley were doing a right good job staying away from that. Though…. He’d look into it seeing as everyone seemed to share a sense unease in regard to Malachi nowadays. AnYwAy. Ms. Fox and Ms. Anders received a slow clap.
”That’s all we have time for! Wonderful presentations everyone! We’ll, er, finish this up tomorrow. Homework will be posted on the noticeboard by the end of the day.”
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I'll leave this thread open for a few more hours in case you want to slide in some final presentation things / RP an exit!
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Unfortunately, however, he had not heard the topic that Emmerson Cambridge and Violet Blackthorne had proposed because errrrrr….. As soon as they started speaking about their headmaster as an evil child sacrificer and negligent maniac…. Finneas’ whole expression shifted. He watched their whole skit unfold with mild horror, before deciding to interject. ”Well that’s all we have time for! Thank you Ms. Cambridge, Ms. Blackthorne.” He chuckled awkwardly, looking around the room. Trying to deflect the attention!! ”Who’s next?”
Violet glanced over at Professor Schmoe when he interrupted them--wasn't anyone willing to listen to what had happened in the Forbidden Forest? She wasn't making that stuff up, it had really happened--there were a dozen or more kids who had seen it. But no one ever listened to what kids said. It would probably take someone getting killed before any of the grownups would investigate things--Violet just intended that that death wouldn't be hers.
Although--she was a bit relieved Schmoe had interrupted them before Emmerson went on--you just never knew what would come out of that girl's mouth. Violet had embarked on the project as an interesting experiment, but things had quickly gotten out of her control. She looked back to her partner, almost dreading how the younger girl would take having her presentation cut of prematurely.
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