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 Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2021 5:31 am
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 ♩♯⌬ANGIER HUIYAN ZHENGfirst year || Slytherin || halfbood
Adventurer's Guild wizard || Astronomy club nerd || Music club violinist and cellist
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Angier dragged both cello and violin up the stairs to the music club, low-key panicking by the time he found the room and made his way in. He’d meant to find the room much earlier, but in the few days before the club met, he had found his dorm was a perfectly fine place to practice, and his roommate seemed chill with his practicing in the dorm as long as they weren’t actively trying to sleep.
Surprisingly, there weren’t that many people in the club. He jotted his information on the form and handed it in, glancing around at the older students. ”Music Club? Are auditions here? Err first meeting? Speaking of, is there any way I can sit in on music classes as a first year?”
He wasn’t sure which instrument they’d have him play first-- or even if he needed to audition. He’d prepared two songs on each just in case--stuff he’d been working on in the spring and summer before coming to Hogwarts anyways. And Angier hadn’t failed an audition yet. So whatever these magical people threw at him, he was pretty sure this he would be fine at.
Angier Zheng - Slytherin
Year: 1
What instruments do you play (voice counts!)?: violin, cello
What instruments have you brought with you?: violin, cello
What instruments will you need to borrow?: none
What instruments can you lend to others?: I guess they can borrow my instruments? I have a spare bow and strings for both as well.
Are you interested in giving lessons? On what instrument?: Sure. See above.
Do you wish to take lessons? On what instrument?: Sure. On either instrument.
Anything else?: --
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setting Music Club 2054 || with People
appearance 4’5” + glasses || wearing black polo shirt and slacks
status Soooo is there an audition? _______________//OOC: Sorry for the delay on this entrance!
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Well, you were the aftermath
Of every judgment
So cold by the sweat that
You'll waste away
And you carry your enemies
But they're so familiar
I'm sick of the company
So I cull the shame
⌬♩♯"Mirror" by Porter Robinson.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2021 5:55 am
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 ♥♡ SPARROW KIYA WINCHESTERseventh year || Gryffindor prefect || pureblood
Drama club director|| Music club || Order of the Stick || Quidditch announcer
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Sparrow skipped along her usual route to Music, humming the chorus from a song she was working on for Violence and Vodka, the musical she and Yukon had started working on a few years ago. There were a few measures she had stuck in her head now, but no idea where to put them.
When she arrived, fashionably late, she beamed at Mattie before realizing there was a form. Had there always been forms for Music? Well! Sparrow hummed as she filled it out before plopping the completed form in a pile with the others. She sang her greeting, beaming around at the others. ”Good morning Music Club!~ What’s on the agenda for today, fearless leader?”
Sparrow Kiya Winchester - Gryffindor
Year: 7
What instruments do you play (voice counts!)?: voice (and minimal piano)
What instruments have you brought with you?: Myself!
What instruments will you need to borrow?: A piano if needed.
What instruments can you lend to others?: My voice? I can probably get access to instruments though
Are you interested in giving lessons? On what instrument?: I’d love to teach singing or music theory or music history!
Do you wish to take lessons? On what instrument?: Always happy to learn more!
Anything else?: I’m currently working on a musical so may ask people for their advice on music!
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setting Music Club, September 2054 || with Mattie, Simon
appearance 5'7", soft and squishy || hair color aquamarine-peach ponytail || wearing very asymmetrical green poncho outfit
status Music time~ _______________//OOC: ---
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It'll be totally strange
But wow! Am I so ready for this change
'Cause for the first time in forever
There'll be music, there'll be light!♡♥~"For the First Time in Forever" by Kristen Bell and Idina Menzel from Frozen, cover by Caleb Hyles.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2021 4:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2021 8:19 pm
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♩♯⌬ANGIER HUIYAN ZHENGfirst year || Slytherin || halfbood
Adventurer's Guild wizard || Astronomy club nerd || Music club violinist and cellist
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”Angier Zheng, violinist and cellist,” Angier replied when Music Club Captain Mattie Harper introduced herself. She expressed that the Music Club didn’t turn anyone away unless they were a jerk. He let that sit for a moment, realizing this was more a melting pot than an orchestra. More like fun pub nights than concert settings. He rolled his shoulders back with a grin. ”Gotcha.”
Mattie also suggested he focus on his first year classes before adding more, and made a joke about the stairs. ”Eh. I’ll be fine with classes.” Angier had never gotten below a B in muggle schooling, and he was usually top of the class. He’d glanced through their textbooks and sure nothing made sense now, but he was sure everything would come together during class. He’d be fine. Besides, music wasn’t just another class, it was his thing! He was going to push the topic when a colorful girl arrived and took Mattie’s attention for the moment:
”That makes sense!” the hyper older student said. ”Besides it’s about time the music club has some written records of its members and what instruments people had access to. I love it! We should totally start a band! Mattie, you on guitar, me on voice. Simon, you’ll be our drummer, And you! That’s violin? Or viola? And cello?” she asked, guessing by the size of his instruments.
”Violin and cello, yeah.” He turned towards Mattie as Sparrow prattled on about having rejected songs bursting out of her. Angie reached for his case, grabbing a chair and taking out his cello. ”Are performances just open mic, come as you please? I’ve a few pieces. Prepared them in case there was an audition process.”
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setting Music Club 2054 || with People
appearance 4’5” + glasses || wearing black polo shirt and slacks
status Cool. Pub nights are back. _______________//OOC: ---
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Well, you were the aftermath
Of every judgment
So cold by the sweat that
You'll waste away
And you carry your enemies
But they're so familiar
I'm sick of the company
So I cull the shame
⌬♩♯"Mirror" by Porter Robinson.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2021 9:55 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Music Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Mattie Harper, Sparrow Winchester, Angier Zheng
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Music Club
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? They all want to play with me?
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Overjoyed then Excited
Simon nodded back when Mattie said she wasn't planning to mix up too much. That was good. He never had been terribly good with change... She then mentioned having a few rhythm schemes for some of her songs, and she wanted him to listen! Simon grinned brightly, hair changing to a jam pink in excitement. Quickly, he signed his response. "I would love nothing more! Please let me know any time, and I'll gladly help play and work the tunes." As more people walked in, his hair faded back to a lighter pink, still quite excited. The boy who came in, a first year, if Simon remembered his conversation with Kai correctly, asked if there were auditions, as well as if he could sit in on the third plus year classes. Honestly, Simon was pretty sure the kid could work out a deal with the professor. Luckily, Mattie seemed to have an answer for the kid. She seemed like she knew what she was doing. At that moment, a very familiar, very friendly person popped in, full of excitement as always. Simon sent a tiny wave over to Sparrow, a small grin on his lips. Sparrow, of course, asked what was on the docket, and Mattie mentioned the paperwork coming in handy. Apparently they'd all have access to them, in case they wanted to form up groups. That was a pretty good idea, actually. Sparrow seemed thrilled by the notion, then started forming a band. When he was pointed out as the drummer, his hair streaked with an electric green of surprise, but quickly faded back to pink. His eyes, however, remained electric green and a lagoon blue, expressing his surprise and indecision. Sparrow seemed so excited, but Simon wasn't sure why everyone was assuming him to be some sort of top-notch musician. He'd only really learned from his dad and from Grandma Reid.... When Angier asked about performances, Simon quickly signed over, not registering that most people didn't know any BSL, let alone enough to understand Simon's quick movements. "Just take your turn, then go for it. Unless Mattie added it, there's never been auditions before. I didn't prepare anything if there are..." He flushed a bit, finishing his signed words. Maybe Mattie or Sparrow knew enough to translate? Otherwise, well, he always carried his whiteboard and about a million markers around for just such reasons. {{Wearing xx}}
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2021 12:22 am
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♩♯⌬ANGIER HUIYAN ZHENGfirst year || Slytherin || halfbood
Adventurer's Guild wizard || Astronomy club nerd || Music club violinist and cellist
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As he set up his cello, Angier realized the other kid was signing to him. He squinted at the boy’s hands, trying to keep up with the quick movements. Angie wasn’t sure why he tried. He blinked, and replied back with the only (and all) the sign language he knew: ”HI. How are you? Sorry. Thank you.”
Sparrow, the teal-peach hair colored girl, didn’t seem to know much either, but she got the gist of it and translated aloud, ”This is Simon! I think roughly he was talking about performances? Basically we just take turns, so go for it! Sometimes people will join in on their own instruments if they know the song too! Very freestyle. What did you prepare?”
”Excerpt from Bach’s Cello suite in G major. Part 3 of variation uh... 1007” Angier replied, adding another ”Thank you. to Simon as he pulled his sheet music binder out. He poked the electronic tuner he had tucked in his binder, which started freaking out the moment he turned on, lights and figures flashing wildly before going dark. ”Uh...I heard something about electronics messing up around magic. How does music-tuning work?”
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setting Music Club 2054 || with People
appearance 4’5” + glasses || wearing black polo shirt and slacks
status Magic tuning?? _______________//OOC: Sorry for interrupting flow and posting again but I had an inspired moment and was liek "MAY AS WELL" >.<"""""
Also I have no idea about magical tuning but figure we can figure it out! XD
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Well, you were the aftermath
Of every judgment
So cold by the sweat that
You'll waste away
And you carry your enemies
But they're so familiar
I'm sick of the company
So I cull the shame
⌬♩♯"Mirror" by Porter Robinson.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2022 6:21 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Music Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Drums
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Opening Music Club and Drumming Aerosmith
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This song bops
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Creative
Simon had gotten a letter this summer asking him to be co-captain for Music Club. It had been... strange. All summer, he'd kept his hair down, trying to figure out his moods... gender.... everything else. He had spent countless hours at the library, secretly reading books in back corners, hoping no one would notice. Kai at one point had asked about his hair, but Simon... well, kinda kicked him a bit to shut him up. His dads didn't know, heck, no one in the family knew, as far as he was aware. He sighed as he walked the familiar path to the music room, pushing open the door. Mattie wasn't here yet, so he figured he'd get the room ready for her. He set the chairs around the room, placing instruments in their normal spots. Using a bit of magic, Simon made sure everything looked perfect. If he was going to be co-captain, he wanted to do a good job. Mattie did great last year, so he had a lot to do. Setting out the sign in forms Mattie had made last year, Simon waited nervously. What if he'd missed something? With a glance over at the drum kit he so usually sat behind, Simon moved there, somewhere more comfortable. Pulling out his drumsticks, Simon started a song, tapping along to the beat. As he moved, he bobbed along to the rhythm, singing the song in his head since he'd never dare to sing aloud. Honestly, he wasn't even sure if he could sing. [color=firebrick/goldenrod/darkblue/darkgreen][b]Character Name[/b] - [i]House[/i][/color]
[b]Year:[/b]
[b]What instruments do you play (voice counts!)?:[/b]
[b]What instruments have you brought with you?:[/b]
[b]What instruments will you need to borrow?:[/b]
[b]What instruments can you lend to others?:[/b]
[b]Are you interested in giving lessons? On what instrument?:[/b]
[b]Do you wish to take lessons? On what instrument?:[/b]
[b]Anything else?:[/b]
{{Wearing :: Slouchy Clothes Playing :: Dream On Drum Cover}}
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2022 1:21 am
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 ♩♯⌬ANGIER HUIYAN ZHENGsecond year || Slytherin || halfbood
Adventurer's Guild warlock || Astronomy club nerd || Music club violinist and cellist
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So it turned out first years really couldn’t start in Music. That was fine, he’d just practice on his own. And even though he said it casually, Angier had made good on that assertion: at least two hours every day– except on Fridays, but he more than made up for Fridays on the weekends.
He was surprised none of his roommates had kicked him out yet.
Anyways, it was Sunday afternoon, which meant Music Club time, so Angier headed there with his cello strapped to his back and violin in his hand. Hey, it looked like he was pretty early. He raised a hand in silent greeting to Simon, motioning for Simon to keep going, then scrawled out the paperwork before setting up his cello.
He grabbed a chair where he could watch and listened, nodding to Simon’s beat and getting a sense of the music. Once he got at least the time Simon was in and a sense of how Simon was going, Angier put his bow to the string, improvising something that went along. He kept his eye on Simon, watching for cues for when the drummer might shift tones or want to spice things up.
Angier Zheng - Slytherin
Year: 2
What instruments do you play (voice counts!)?: violin and cello
What instruments have you brought with you?: violin and cello
What instruments will you need to borrow?: none
What instruments can you lend to others?: violin and cello, as long as I’m not using them and they know what they’re doing.
Are you interested in giving lessons? On what instrument?: Sure. For violin and cello.
Do you wish to take lessons? On what instrument?: Sure. For violin or cello.
Anything else?: We should do concerts. Prepare a few pieces and do some stuff outside after dark. I'll mix drinks
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setting Music Club Gathering, First meeting of 205-56 year || with Percussionist Simon
appearance 4’9” + glasses || wearing Oversized Outer Wilds tee and jeans
status Pub-club open mic nights _______________//OOC: ----
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And I know you'll say how I'm a burden
Yeah, do your worst all at once
I know what you want from me, from me
I know what you're thinking
And it's not the voice of all the others
You've only said it to yourself
I know what you want form me, from me
I know what you're thinking
They come to feel like things we're saying to ourselves.
⌬♩♯"Mirror" by Porter Robinson.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2022 7:09 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2022 2:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2022 10:29 pm
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 You got a f a s t car
I want a ticket to a n y w h e r e
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Mason Olson
Eleven Years Old - First Year - Hufflepuff - Halfblood
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Mason was very interested in joining the Music Club. He didn’t even know there was one until after he was sorted. Stupid Taylor didn’t tell him although all she seems to do is talk. He had even brought his mini keyboard to Hogwarts so he didn’t have to go all year without having some sort of piano, but obviously the full sized piano was much better and allowed him to practice and continue to get better. As the first year walked down the hall, he could hear faint drumming coming from one of the rooms. Sounds like I’m getting close! he realized, speeding up a bit as his excitement grew. As he got closer, the sound of a cello seemed to be coming from the same direction. Finally, Mason had arrived. Upon walking in, he noticed a rather colourful older student playing drums and another, younger student playing the cello. Two girls were also seated, filling out forms. Mason walked in quietly, not wanting to interrupt the jam session, and began filling out his own form.
Mason Olson - Hufflepuff
Year: First
What instruments do you play (voice counts!)?: Piano
What instruments have you brought with you?: Mini keyboard
What instruments will you need to borrow?: A full size piano
What instruments can you lend to others?: Mini keyboard, sometimes
Are you interested in giving lessons? On what instrument?: I can only play the piano
Do you wish to take lessons? On what instrument?: I like the piano
Anything else?: I prefer to play on a full sized piano rather than on my keyboard. I only brought it to Hogwarts as it’s small and easy to carry around
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
Maybe we make a d e a l
Maybe t o g e t h e r we can get somewhere
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2022 10:48 pm
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 Location: Music Club
------------- With Whom: Others
Feeling: Determined
------------- Thoughts: I can use Violin or fiddle as I chase bad guys
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Name: Stella Stone
Year: 1
House: Slytherin
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Stella smiled widely as she didn't know an instrument or anything, but she was willing to learn. She kind of settled on wanting to learn Fiddle or Violin, even if she had to teach herself. She looked around to find out who was in charge. She ended up looking at Simon as he looked to be the oldest,so she assumed he was the head. Though he was in the middle of playing the drums, She walked up to him and handed him her form when she felt was the right moment and said "Hi, I am Stella, Stella Stone. I want to join music club if that is alright." The Form read:
Stella Stone - Slytherin
Year: First
What instruments do you play (voice counts!)?: None, well I do sing a little.
What instruments have you brought with you?: None, sorry I am under prepared
What instruments will you need to borrow?: Violin, Fiddle
What instruments can you lend to others?: None, sorry
Are you interested in giving lessons? On what instrument?: I am not comfortable enough to give vocal lessons.
Do you wish to take lessons? On what instrument?: Yes, on Violin and Fiddle
Anything else?: I would like to join as I enjoy music and am wanting to find a way to learn Violin and Fiddle.
~"Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and
some have greatness thrust upon 'em." ~Shakespeare
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2022 9:28 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Music Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Angier, Mattie, Aria, Mason, Stella
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Opening Music Club and Drumming Aerosmith
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Good thing I can't communicate...
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Uneasy
Simon was getting really into the beat of his music, not noticing someone else joined until they literally joined in the music. When the cello began, Simon looked over, an electric green taking over his hair with his surprise. When he saw it was Angier, he double tapped his sticks, resuming the song with a grin. It sounded super cool, anyway. Next to wander in was Mattie, Simon's co-leader of the club. Well, technically he was the co-leader... but still. She signed that he was a lifesaver, so he sent back a grin, hair swooping and turning a proud blue. He'd respond when he had free hands.
Aria was next, the redhead simply nodding over at Simon. He nodded back, hair shifting to a carrot-y orange hue. Another boy joined, this one not someone Simon knew. His hair swirled a bit, the tips of the orange lightening to a playful yellow. As he finished the song and grinned over toward Angier, a first year girl walked over, handing him her form and introducing herself. His fiery hair turned to a cool grey a bit of worry in his soul. This kid didn't know him and there was approximately a 98.5% chance that she wouldn't know BSL either. Just in case, he sent a timid smile, then signed as his hair changed to a soft jade.
"Hi Stella, I'm Simon, one of the leaders. You are more than welcome to join, and I'm sure we can find someone to show you violin. I'm not sure we have a fiddler, though."
{{Wearing :: Slouchy Clothes Playing :: Dream On Drum Cover}}
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2022 12:02 am
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Location: Music Club
------------- With Whom: someone she believes to be the club leader.
Feeling: confused and slightly embarrassed
------------- Thoughts: Oh crud, oh crud, oh crud, need to find parchment
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Name: Stella Stone
Year: 1
House: Slytherin
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Stella's eyes widened. She had no idea what Simon was signing. She assumed he was trying to say he was deaf, but was unsure. She frantically tried to find parchment and a quill. She finally found one and came back to him. She wrote Hi I am Stella, I am sorry, I didn't realize you were deaf. Are you a leader of this club? I would love to join music club and learn Violin, if that is alright. I am sorry. I think you are in my brother's house, not sure if you know him, his name is Ferb. Stella handed the parchment over to Simon, she felt embarrassed, but she hoped that writing would help.
~"Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and
some have greatness thrust upon 'em." ~Shakespeare
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2022 12:31 am
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Music Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Angier, Mattie, Aria, Mason, Stella
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Opening Music Club and Drumming Aerosmith
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Good thing I can't communicate...
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Uneasy
Simon watched as Stella's eyes grew wide and she scurried off. Well... shoot. His hair turned a soft carribbean green with his curiosity, eyes following the blonde as she seemingly searched for parchment and a pen. She came back, offering a note apologizing for not realizing he was deaf, (when it was quite the opposite, indeed) then explained that she'd like to learn violin. She also noted her brother, Ferb, was in his class. As Simon tried to remember which first year had been Ferb, his hair swirled to an orangey-yellow hue. When he remembered, his hair burst into a bright pink with his excitement.
He nodded, then held up one finger, hoping to convey to wait a moment. Getting up and moving to his bag, Simon pulled out his trusty whiteboard and a few markers. He hurried back, gesturing for Stella to follow to some chairs. Once there, he handed her a purple marker, then used his own blue to write in his tiny script. "Hi Stella, and welcome to music club. My name is Simon, and I'm one of the two leaders. Mattie is the other. Don't worry, I'm not deaf so you're free to speak aloud. I'm closer to mute, so I prefer signing or writing, whichever you're more comfortable with.
As for Ferb, I do remember him, he seems very nice. And for violin lessons, we can ask Angier. He's good with violin and cello, I'm sure he'd be willing to help. Let me know if you'd like me to introduce you." Okay, so he only knew Angier would be willing because it said so in his forms... so what! Simon handed over the board, offering a smile as his hair shifted to a carrot orange as his social battery seemed to fill up.
{{Wearing :: Slouchy Clothes Playing :: Radio Silence}}
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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