Newspaper Club, Journalism Room, Monday after classes

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As the new staff of the Fandom High Times walked into the Journalism Room after classes, they would find pastries, an ungodly amount of coffee, and Dave, who was drinking an amount of coffee that was only slightly more coffee.

"Hey, everyone. Welcome to the newspaper. If you don't know me, or at least haven't formally met me, I'm Dave Nelson. I'll be your editor, but don't worry, I'll be a fair boss. And if you need anything, anything at all, feel free to come to me. Please don't bother Jaye Tyler, our faculty sponsor. I promised her she wouldn't have to do anything, and I intend to keep that promise."

"As for regular business, I'll keep this short and sweet today. Anyone know what specifically they want to work on for next Monday's paper? If not, I'm sure we can figure something out."

"In the meantime, help yourself to food and coffee. They'll be a weekly staple to keep you coming back," Dave said. He wasn't really joking.

Comments

Re: Mingle/Work

[hurtingzeebo]

Sam shrugged. "I get to make up chiz for everybody's futures. Why not horrorscopes?"

Yep, still no indication that she knew it was traditionally called "horoscopes".

Re: Mingle/Work

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"Are they going to be full of doom and gloom?" Darcy wondered. "And being eaten by a fork man?" Someone didn't watch a lot of horror.

Re: Mingle/Work

[hurtingzeebo]

"Well, so far most of them predict death," Sam said. "Fork-who?"

She had a mental image of a giant anthropomorphic evil fork.

. . . Sounded like an iCarly sketch.

Re: Mingle/Work

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"I'm sure there's a movie with a guy with giant forks for hands or something out there." Darcy said, not at all surprised that there were predictions of death in horrorscopes.

Re: Mingle/Work

[hurtingzeebo]

Sam considered this. "I want a giant fork," she decided.