Echo Elms
October 20, 2006 12:37 PM
Watch out! Flying flyers! by Echo Elms
Echo pushed away the last drops of sauce left from his spaghetti and slapped open a folder on the table. He'd been working on these flyers all weekend. The charms hadn't come out quite right, but they'd do alright. Instead of being really cool flying oragami cranes they were sort of rediculous floating oragami pointy things that lurched around some and were sort of difficult to catch. Once you caught them, though, they did successfully unfold. It was a gimmick he found in the Passing Notes section of Everything You Really Need to Know About Charms. It was supposed to be an easy spell, but it wasn't counting on a first year picking it up.He hoped they would make enough commotion that people actually noticed and read the flyers. And he hoped they would make little enough that the teachers wouldn't be mad. He glanced up at faculty, looking for Professor O'Leary. O'Leary would know it was him.
Who else would be advertising a Novel Writing Club?
The Flyer:
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Join your fellow students in
NOVELLING FURY!
During the month of February, students and staff of Sonora are invited to join together to write their own adventures. You can write fiction, nonfiction, plays, movies, poetry, or whatever you want. This is a great opportunity to get that extra kick to write something you've been meaning to for a long time, or to start something brand new.
I can't write!
This is fast paced novelling. We're looking for 50,000 words at the end of the month, not high literature.
Sail the seven seas, be the richest man alive, attend muggle high school, win a world records, fight in the goblin wars -- you can do anything when you're the author. Explore!
Join us at 8am on January 30 in Labrynth Gardens to meet the other writers and begin the mad crazy novelling fury!
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Cascade Hall was pretty full and there were 30 flyers in all. Echo hoped that would be enough for word to reach everyone. He activated the silly star like things, and off they lurched.\n\n
Subthreads: Shoo fly, don't bother me by Zack Dill
Clever. [/sarcasm] by Leo Idoya III
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Zack Dill
October 21, 2006 2:32 PM
Shoo fly, don't bother me by Zack Dill
Zack was intently writing his Charms homework and not particularlly paying any attention to his spaghetti or anybody at his table. This was, perhaps, why he remained vastly undersized despite four years of decent food being available, but Zack was too engrossed in fully explaining every detail about the day's lesson in as concise and logical a way as possible to give the idea any chance to cross his mind.In fact, so absorbed in his task as he was, Zack barely noticed when something flew into his head. He absently swatted it away, but a few moments later, it (or another one like it) ran into him again. This time, he reached up in a grabbing motion, in an attempt to catch the annoying bug, but his hand closed around, not an insect, but something much larger and crunched and crinkled under his fingers.
"Eep!" he yelped, tossing the thing onto the table where it promptly got stuck in his spaghetti. It tried to fly away, but it's accelertion was inadequate to the task of defying both gravity and the friction coefficient of congealing tomato sauce. Zack was about to cry out that the aliens were back when he noticed that the object was made out of normal human-made paper.
Cautiously, expecting some kind of clever alien ruse, he tugged at one of the pointy protrusions and the whole thing just unfolded.
Zack let out a sigh of relief when it stopped moving of its own volition and turned out to be just some freaky magical advertisement.
A freaky magical advertisement for a novelling club. As he read it through, he was particularly caught by the line 'that extra kick to write something you've been meaning to for a long time' because he really had been intending to write up something about Headmistress Marnett's abduction ever since she first disappeared. She was missing in action again now, and there had been an announcement about Bulla taking on the position permanently, and Zack was sure she was once more fighting the aliens.
Nobody talked about it though, and Zack thought everyone should all know what she was doing to save the Earth from the alien invasion.
The ad said non-fiction was fine, and this was the perfect excuse to write up everything Zack knew and assumed about the situation, so that all of Sonora would realize what a hero the Headmistress really was.\n\n
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Leo Idoya III
October 21, 2006 4:14 PM
Clever. [/sarcasm] by Leo Idoya III
If anyone intimately acquainted with the elder Idoya heir had seen Leo at that moment, contently scooping spaghetti towards his mouth with his right hand and holding up a letter to read with the left, they would have known right away that something good must have happened to him. Only when he was in a good mood did he let his manners slip far enough to do something as gauche as reading at the dinner table. Though, to be honest, saying that Leo was in a "good mood" would still probably have been an exaggeration... he certainly wasn't about to start whistling cheerily or turning cartwheels or whatever people did when they were happy. But his friendship with Gray had certainly made him look at Sonora in a much more favorable light, and he'd received a letter from his cousin Joaquin just before coming down to supper.He was contentedly perusing the letter through a second time when Leo noticed a fluttering sound over the usual inane chatter of his classmates. Frowning perplexedly, he glanced up, and his eyes widened as he saw paper things careening around the Cascade Hall. Setting his letter down beside his half-empty plate, Leo pushed his chair back and stood, following the path of one of the flying scraps; it flittered about drunkenly, zigzagging and making sudden turns, moving more like a butterfly or a Snitch than a bird. Ah! He started thinking of it like a Snitch, and though back to all of Joaquin's lessons in Seeking--he moved back a few feet, judging angles and heights subconsciously, before bending at the knees and launching himself upward, one arm extended.
When his fingers closed around now-crumpled paper, he allowed himself a quick triumphant smile before returning to his seat and unfolding the still half-heartedly fluttering thing. It seemed to be an advertisement of some sort; his mismatched eyes flickered over the words once quickly, before going back and reading them more slowly.
A novelling club... it sounded sort of interesting, he guessed. He wasn't really the writer of the family; it was always Mercedes coming up with crazy stories to tell at family gatherings or late at night when all the adults had gone to bed and all the younger cousins congregated to gossip and giggle (though Leo rarely participated on those nights, anyway). Still...
Digging a self-inking quill out of his bag, Leo scrawled the date and time of the meeting on the back of Joaquin's letter. Then he smoothed out the flyer and lay it on the table so any other Crotali around him could get a look at it, and returned to his spaghetti.\n\n
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