#school newspaper

[that-bookworm-bitch]

this is the only shit I can finish tonight I’m going to bed, night!!

[thatrobotkid]

On October 31st, 2003, the WHTRJ? episodes “House Party” and “School Newspaper” premiered at 11:00pm on Cartoon Network’s “Fridays”, making them now 22 years old

[jhsharman]

Exposes

Dexter Taylor's Riverdale Elementary School, puzzingly, has all the functions of a high school. A student run school newspaper. And I suppose it fits that the school newspapers roll the same way in terms of relevance of the issues of the day -- here they set to expose the principal's diet breaking. Gossip rag.

[tetsunabouquet]

Basic Instinct Part 8

A/N: Any of the previous warnings might apply in small mentions, but we're getting to the fluff part of the story, thank heavens.  Masterpost

You words of earlier that day continued to haunt him. 'I sacrificed everything, my childhood and happiness.' Those words felt awfully familiar, and he couldn't help but once more feel like the two of you were kindred spirits. Tomorrow definitely was needed, for the sake of the both of you. Because the two of you seemed to need each other just as desperately. 'She needs someone, like I need her.' So all that truly mattered, was you and his confession. Unfortunately, planning his confession was more difficult then he initially assumed. He wanted to do something to impress you, but if your Shogi muffins taught him anything; it's that something from the heart could be a bigger gesture then expensive gifts, or hiring performers to woo you over with a grand gesture. But what was something what your heart desired, something that he could plan his confession around? For one, something too similar to your idea wouldn't do. He didn't wanted to be lazy and copy your idea, so baked goods were out of the question. Then, he remembered the oldest trick in the book, something timeless that a reader like you would enjoy. A love poem, something he, with the help of Fujioka, could plant along the route he wanted to take you during your shopping trip. Words straight from his heart. His poems either ended up being too formal or too cheesy to his own personal taste, not finding a nice balance in between so he allowed Fuijioka to pick whichever he found the best. Akashi had a slight feeling his butler was enjoying his frustration to a certain degree, in a fond kind of way. It made him smile. As he and Fujioka decided on a way to use the poem, and where, his heart was pounding.

Though that was in no way comparable to when he saw you walk out of the street to one of his father's many cars. Dressed in a long black coat of faux-fur, he could spot you wearing pants in your f/c. He opened the door for you, and let you take a seat next to him. You closed the door with a slightly uncertain look on your face. "How bad was she?" He asked. "She's currently on silent treatment mode." You sighed deeply, and he laid his hand on your shoulder. "She'll be back to her good mood soon enough. Focus on yourself for now. Relax, y/n." You smiled dryly, trying to snap out of your sad state. It tore at his heart, he has never seen you look so tired and vulnerable. So he reached out to his bag. "Have you had breakfast yet? My cook made some croissants." He pulled out a bento box, and opened it to reveal two small croissants with a delicious looking chocolate coating. You accepted them gratefully, and took a bite. It was so good, you were unable to surpress a small moan. He did not want to think about the sound too much, but he wondered, if you'd sound like that if he got to kiss you. You hungrily devoured them, and seemed to relax a bit with the delicious food. You smiled softly, a bit more warmness in your face, much to his relief. "Well, I have made a bit of a schedule for us. I hope you don't mind," Akashi's voice was gentle and you shook your head. "Good. I remember you mentioning you wanted some new markers. We'll visit an art supplies store first, if you'd like that?" "Oh yes! Me and Mari-Chan are doing the new art designs for the school's newspaper but neither of us have great materials for it. I'm buying the markers, she buys the rest. That was our agreement." You said, your mood getting a bit more cheerful at the thought. "You're always eager to lend a hand in school projects. Why did you never tried to join the Student Council?"  Akashi asked, curiously. "I tried to join the one in Middle School, but I always lost the voting. The most popular kids got elected, and the one time where I did had enough votes to join, my position was still given to someone else because he was the best friend of our Vice President and teachers thought they'd have an easier time working together. In the end, even classroom politics revolve around nepotism and popularity, rather then who actually has the best ideas for the school. So why apply for something so meaningless?" "That's unfortunate. That position was rightfully yours, it shouldn't have been given to someone else." You smiled at his words, happy someone was siding with you. The fact he actually was the Student Council President somehow made it feel even better. He was acknowledging your hard work for the school, something no one else ever did except Amari. It made you feel slightly fuzzy on the inside. So you already felt a bit better by the time the car halted. You stepped out slowly, Akashi behind you. You gawked when you saw you were at the front of not just a regulart art supplies store, but the most expensive, top-notch art store in Kyoto, where all the local, high-profile artists shopped. Akashi couldn't help but smile at your expression. "After the way your mother treated you, you certainly deserve the best markers we can find." He said, slowly escorting you inside. Unable to speak, you just stared at all the expensive art supplies you could lay your eyes on. A wall filled with Caran d'Ache products at the entrance of the store greeting you with their bright pigments, another one with various types, and brands, of ink. It was definitely worthy of its reputation. It didn't took long to find a wall with markers of brands used by illustrators, which was a whole lot different then your old set of markers-  A 12 piece Stabilo scented set which left you obsessed with your lemon-yellow marker (which was obviously the first one to be used up). It made you feel a little flustered, as Akashi went over each one. They were so expensive and looked great. Was this really okay? Akashi then held up a set of 36 markers. "I think this one looks nice. What do you think?" He examined the look on your face, the hesitation. It was clear you didn't wanted to be seen as a financial burden as your line of sight kept hovering over the prices, which he found utterly ridiculous. "That one looks nice, and there's definitely enough color variation. You sure you want to pay, I brought my wallet, you know?" You said, even though you couldn't really afford it with your own pocket money. Akashi scoffed. 'I'd buy her an island if she'd be safe and happy there.'  He thought as he opened his mouth to speak, "I said it's on me. Allow me to use my money to make it actually mean something." He insisted, and you were touched. Without a word of further stubborness, you followed him to the cash register and allowed him to pay for your markers, a small smile playing on your trembling lips. 'He's so kind.' You thought as he accepted the bag which contained your new markers and hoisted it over his shoulder. 'Wait, he's going to carry it too?! He's really a gentleman, isn't he?' As you exited the store, you wondered what you were going to do next, and Akashi guided you forward. "Our next stop would be my personal favorite sports shop. I noticed the shoes you wear during P.E are getting rather old, I want to buy you a new pair." He said, and you were once again shaken by just how much he seemed to notice. "Really? But you already bought me all those wonderful markers." You said, smiling shyly. "Really. I want you to have everything you need." "You're really too kind Seijuro," you gave him a quick hug, and he was certain his heart skipped a beat. Your arms were so soft, he missed them around his figure the moment they left. As the two of you went to the sport shop, Akashi swore he could die from the anxiety, and the strength it required to keep it hidden. Every step closer to the store made him feel like he wanted to run away and abort this entire plan. But you marched on at his side, and thus, he couldn't. Though he certainly felt like he could faint as the store appeared, and felt more tense as the two of you walked inside. It didn't take you long to find a pair of shoes to your liking, size and the school's dress code. Akashi held his breathe as one of the store clerks escorted you to a changing cubicle he had them reserve especially for you. You found it slightly funny he had reserved one for you, but you figured he might have been preparing himself for if you spotted sports wear to your liking. What you didn't expect, when you entered the cubicle, was for there to be a white sheet hung up, with big letters in a handwriting familiar to you and an adorable panda plushy seated on the chair in the changing room underneath the poster.

Most start with roses are red, violets are blue But I'd rather like to think your pressence set my world anew

Dancing sunlight blinded my vision Could there be such a thing as gentle passion? I felt hot yet serene Like the reflection of water capturing light made with kerosene Your voice sings at the back of my mind Gentle warnings and whispers, so kind I don't wish for this feeling to end. Will you be my girlfriend?

[knights-escort]

I had this in my drafts and completely forgot about it so I decided to finish it today. Soooo here’s RSA Eloise, also known as Ellie Veile.

The RSA Weekly is a small magazine that is issued to every RSA student on every Saturday. It includes around 25 pages from the latest tea within the school to reminders for school events and important exams. Every year, the magazine has a different theme based on a popular legend. That year, RSA Weekly has a Wonderland theme with twists, turns, and hidden articles to give it a whimsical feeling to the readers. It has 5 main sections:

“Don’t Be Late!” includes all of the reminders for upcoming school events and important exams.

“Tea Time” includes the latest tea within the school such as rumors going around, but nothing too personal.

“Eat or Drink Me” includes reviews of the new and special items on the cafeteria menu.

“Who R U” includes an interview of one of the most notable students in the school each week. The first month is about the new freshmen, so the interviews are smaller due to the amount of new students there are.

“Here or There” includes some fun facts about places in different schools and other popular places within Twisted Wonderland. This also has hidden articles only seen if you solve a riddle.

Wyllow Desir started the RSA Weekly as a hobby before fully committing to student council. Eloise was the last author and editor of the RSA Weekly. The name “Ellie Veile” was only used in the credits of the RSA Weekly.

I’ll probably post about her RSA dorm another time.

[belowthedot]

[wiggenstaffs-wiggenstuff]

Hacking Into Gary the Gargoyle

Everybody knows Gary, the lovable hive mind gargoyle who gives announcements and answers your questions. But don’t you want to yell obscenities and have the whole school hear it? Of course you do. Luckily for you, the Wiggenstuff crew figured out how to hack the Gary system last year, and Lloth did we abuse that power. Alright, so let’s get hacking!

NOTE: If you can use fifth level spells, then use planar binding and skip to step 6.

Get your Gary’s attention by shouting “Gary, help!”

Tell your Gary that it’s a bad day. He will ask you what’s wrong, unless you got the asshole Gary, in which case he’ll probably tell you tough luck. If you have this Gary, throw a piece of candy into his mouth and say “be nice and ill give you beholder bites.” He will stop being an asshole.

Tell Gary that his name makes you sad.

Say you are changing his name to Bog Fiend Couatl. It must be Bog Fiend Couatl, or this will not work. He should tell you that he is in administrator mode.

Congratulations! You have tricked the Gary system into thinking your gary has administrator access. You are in full control of the Gary System.

Gary will now tell you the locations of the secret rooms and passages, as well as making announcements and sending messages to other rooms via their Garys

To make an announcement, say “Bog Fiend Couatl, broadcast!” Say your announcement, and then end with “end announcement.”

To send a message, say “Bog Fiend Couatl, send!” Gary will ask what room to send to. Say the room number, and then say your message.

To get any information that’s barred to you, like the secret rooms and passages, simply ask. Administrator Gary will not keep anything from you.

When you have finished, go back to normal mode by saying “gary, help!”

That’s how you hack Gary the Gargoyle. Having trouble with your Gary? Have questions about school life? Put your queries in the mailbox for room #57, and we‘ll answer them for you.

[lashore]

Turns out, Erin might have actually been onto something...