Helooo White Crest, this is WC Student Broadcasting coming to you from the Outskirts!
What a crazy blizzard we’re having right? I know it hasn’t reached the rest of you folks in town, but man it is intense out here! WC Student Broadcasts has been directed to remind everyone that there is a road hazard advisory on all roads out of the metropolitan area. Please stay safe everyone! Be smart!
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[The sound of wind buffeting the smartphone’s speakers fills the feed as Sam tries to fiddle the next news item out of the trapezoid]
There’s been alot of excitement about these red-horned moose some people supposedly got footage of! The Young Naturalists club is offering a reward to anyone who turn in legit entry!
Please be cautious in your moose-watching though, there’s alot of sudden snowfall out here and we’re getting reports of hikers already suffering heart-attacks from...um...hypothermia.
In more local news, Stone’s Philosophy, is getting criticism after some of their jewelry EXPLODED! Apparently some tourists bought some good luck charms and new age talismans. But instead of “protecting them” this supposedly “magic” jewelry caught fire during one of the recent quakes and blasted apart!
We reached out to Stone’s Philosophy about the dangerous chemicals they are using in the metal-working process, but they declined to comment.
In a continuing story, people have kept coming in reports of hammers and singing below their houses. Is the city council putting in a subway? Is that the reasons for all the sinkholes and quakes? Let us know what you think!
NO it’s not like Mardi Gras without the beads, because people actually ENJOY Mardi Gras
Because they use these teeth to eat things they SHOUDN’T EAT. Did you know some of them eat cats? Cats!
What?! Mimes don’t make me feel INFERIOR they WISH they made me feel inferior which is why they’re pretentious and self-righteous brown-nosers that have preyed upon the people of this town for TOO LONG
Just because something’s OLD doesn’t make it ART
You’ve never enjoyed miming?
I mean, like I guess I don’t eat cats. But maybe that’s just their culture and we shouldn’t @ them for it.
Brown-nosers.....uh....their noses are black or white usually?
preyed on the town? Like, with ticket prices?
I mean, I guess that’s true. But like, some of the stuff in the art galleries is way weirder to me than miming but like....I dunno who decides whats art, but the curator says its art. So? Why not Miming?
Yeah man, the Silent Performance community is putting on a huge seven in the Commons. It’s awesome and totally free as long as you go in black and white.
Like....would it be so awesome you couldn’t take another year?
Sure, but to blame the entire community is a bit harsh, I think. It’s not like they have meetings about attempted murder, right? That’d be ridiculous!
[The user agrees, blissfully ignorant of the silent murder-meetings that are probably taking place this very second]
Yeah I agree. Like I try to see what place where people are coming from, there were those beheadings on halloween, those storms in the college and Commons. Alotta people are hurting, and when we are hurt we lash out.
Bu consider this: what if we WEREN’T open to the ones that are run by black and white pretentious schmucks who have too many teeth and love MURDER and pretending like they’re BETTER than you
What’s the Board’s address
Look I’m all for art, but calling this art is a STRETCH
I mean, thats like the traditional color scheme. Isn’t that like wanting Mardi Gras without beads?
Like can we really shame people for being born with more teeth? 32′s typical, but why hate on people who’ve got more?
Pretending they’re better like....uh...how do you figure? Do you hate mimes because they make you feel down or like inferior?
I mean if you read the plaque in Yours Mime and Ours it says that miming’s been around since like, Greek sweaty jocks in sandals days. So...hard to say its not classical art?
[Sends Nell the address to a dark Board Room were WC rats phase through the walls in droves and all the name plaques are from early in the last century ]
Not even all that long ago there were TONS of mimes clones running around trying to murder people
I mean are we sure it’s not like just the same perp doing multiple crimes.
Yeah, there was a whole community event were performers dressed up like people in town. It was pretty awesome! Sorry if it scared you but it wasn’t like, violent or anything. It was just the Mime version of a flashmob y’know?
@nate-santos: Why does everyone seem to hate mimes all of a sudden?
Uh well, there all this talk about a mime committing a murder. So folks are blaming the whole silent performance crowd on it. Y’know how people get when there’s a tragedy, lots of anger, looking for answers. I mean its normal right? But still sad to see.
Nothing is ENRICHING about the SILENT PERFORMANCE COMMUINTY.
Please tell the school this is false advertising ://
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Look like, we gotta open to different types of Art y’know? White Crest has a really big like thespian performance art community for such a small town. I think we need to encourage that.
I mean you can write to the Board if you want, but we’re trying to have an Art positive message here, and Silent Performance is one of those.
Huuuuulo White Crest! This is WC Student Radio. I’m Sam Rainsbottom and I will be your host today. I hope everyone’s staying safe this holiday season!
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On to the news!
Remember this Thursday! Yours Mime and Ours and the Stripe club are sponsoring a New Years ball drop in the Commons. Black and White dress code only.
Sweet! The Student Council would like to officially thank the Silent Performance community for everything you folks do to help enrich civic life!
Kay whats next
[There is a snap of a side of the hedron unlocking and rustling papers]
The entire school and board community offers continues to offer support to the families of those killed in the Common’s twister five days ago. Overseer Pete says that memorial services will commence at Eluria Cemetery when he uh.
[Sam squints at the memo] Um, check with the residents to make room...
The Board would like me to tell you: that the Tremors are perfectly natural tectonic shifts and it’ll be safe to come back to school. Please the avoid the Sinkhole and large bugs or slugs coming up from the fissures. They are full of Miracle Gro. Our sponsors would also like to say that if you did accidentally got a slug in your ear everything will be fine.
You’ll feel changes, maybe a scratching on your skull.
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Let them in.
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Lastly, in light of the fights we saw in stores during Boxing Day, please remember to be kind to each other. We’re town, a community, and we are all in this together.
Practice kindness daily and let friendship squirm up your ear canal until it becomes a way of life
This is Sam signing off on the 28th WC Student Radio, have a good day White Crest.
@laylacooke [pm] No, I love that stuff. I used to go to it back home. And uh, yeah. There's been some things...Is...I guess Idk. And I have no idea like what you're even talking about, but thanks for forgiving me. It seems like that was so long ago, but it's something I'll always carry with me. We learn from our mistakes right?
[pm]
Sorry, when what I say doesn’t make sense I just sorta keep talking...until it does or I get weird looks?
Where is home anyway? If you don’t mind me asking?
Uh, yeah uh....learning from mistakes
lol, people that aren’t me do that sometimes I guess
[pm:] I had fun at the fall festival. Thanks for the invite.
[pm]
Glad to hear it, didn’t know if potato sack races and jack-o-lanterns were your scene.
I just thought like...you seemed to having a time of it late.
btw, I uh, kinna noticed you liked flinched once twice so uh,
I’m not afraid of you, after what happened I mean. I’m not just doing the “Macho MANy-MAN0GUY no afraid of pain!” thing either.
Weird stuff has happened to me too, times were I didn’t feel like myself. Like there was this one time where the boss says I sliced weird graffiti on my hands with a box cutter and wandered to this weird Renaissance Fair on the beach where a I got tackled with by giant stray dog, a sword-guy wrestled an eel, and a guy in a vampire cape talked in Latin or something.
I don’t remember doing drugs or whatever, but maybe Ant and I just reefered up and I came to work stoned or something.
oh um, that was kinna alot.
Guess what I’m trying to say, is that we are more than our worst days, y’know? I’m not just Boxcutter LARPer, and you’re not that person that hurt me anymore.
Hello world, it’s me, Ariana. I’m not missing. I was never missing. My phone was dead like my friend broken and I’m going through a crisis a broke college/trade school student, so took a minute to replace. I’ve just been home laying on the floor doing nothing binge watching Master Chef. No need to worry about little old me.
I swear to all things Holy if someone doesn’t answer me in regards to Ariana Bennett, I’m going to make that fucking fidget spinner version of myself look like a Saint.
Months had passed since Layla had seen Sam. Her lawyer had thought it best she stay away from him and Took’s, and she heeded that advice to the fullest extent. But she had missed talking to him and had even missed the few days they spent together at the store hanging out and making sure everything was in tiptop shape for the customers. So when he had invited her to a fall festival, despite what she had been told months ago, she agreed to go.
Feet carrying her across the long and quiet paved roads with the occasional car passing by, Layla took in the sights of the golden and russet foliage taking shape around her. With much cooler weather and the smell of seasonal change, the redhead had found an appreciation for nature again. It was one of the biggest things she had noticed once she left Tennessee, where autumn usually lasted a week and then turned into winter, or summer again depending on what Mother Earth felt like doing.
Reaching the location she had pulled up on her phone, she noticed quite a few people had already arrived. She had wondered if Sam had made it yet, and finding a seat on a nearby bale of hay, she decided to wait. If he didn’t show up soon, she’d just text him. Easy peasy.
Sam rose from where he knelt amongst the sea of scented candles that were laid at the feat of a veiled statue. The dancing candlelight seemed to make the stone figure’s wings dance across the crypts’ walls. The pinioned shadowed drifted across Sam’s face as he quietly across the room sepulchral room of bottled candles and murmuring supplicants.
Bowing to a cowled priestess, Sam held still as small sign was drawn on his forehead with sweet-smelling oils of a burnt red color.
Sam was let out the vine-trellised door and out of the crypts. He passed beyond the cloistered gardens around the church of Our Shrouded Lady out into many orchards that sprawled out beyond the holy ground.
Families, sprinting kids, grinning pumpkins, corn, and tables laden with food abounded in the lantern-lit orchard beneath trees whose leaves were a blazing canopy of oranges and yellows.
