[center] [h3][color=8882be]~Sidney Garland~[/color][/h3] [color=a187be]"Wow, Mommy and Daddy must have not loved you enough, huh?[/color] Theresa. [color=8882be]"Oooh. Wow."[/color] Sidney rolled her eyes, obviously not bothered by her retort. [color=8882be]"If you can't come up with a better insult than that, you should probably leave it to the big girls, okay?~"[/color] She said, giving Theresa a playful wink. She would have replied with something else, but Andy interrupted her. [color=fff79a]“I wouldn’t dream of it, You’re part of this club now, Sidney Garland. So regardless of whether you believe in ghosts or not, you’re going to have to participate to the best of your abilities. So how about this? You try to prove to me that it’s all just smoke and mirrors by the end of the year. Give me undeniable proof that it’s all make believe. For now, though, you’ll be a responsible member of this club. And I’ll prove to you that it’s all a hundred percent real. Okay?”[/color] Sidney mischievously giggled. [color=8882be]"Sure, prez. You can count on me~"[/color] He might not have believed her, but Sidney Garland always gave 100%!...though, in this case, 100% in debunking anything that might remotely be called 'supernatural'. Well, Either way, she was in the club for the long haul. After that, the redhead listened to the others introduce themselves, a bit too quietly for comfort some might say. If they took care to look though, they would see her writing away in her notepad, writing small little notes in her usual cursive. What? Her handwriting was awesome. Some might have expected it to be a messy scrawl, but those morons were morons. Handwriting was one of the things a writer should always, be good at. And she liked to think of herself a writer first, and reporter second. [color=1a7b30]"Nice to meet you Andy. I'm Connie Sweets, it's my first year here. Hope we all get along well!" [/color] Ooh. New kid. She might hit him up for an interview on his first thoughts on the school. But first, notes! [hider=brief, hastily written but surprisingly neat cursive notes] Name: Connie Sweets (Pfft. Sweets. Connie? Also, who names a guy Connie?...well, my name is Sidney. don't have much room to talk there. Notes: Tall. Seems nice. Goody two-shoes as they say maybe? Might be easy to...eh...get information from. Kek.[/hider] All the note taking she had time for, currently. Lillith introduced herself next. Sidney already knew a bit about the girl. One, she was a lesbian. Two, she like the horrible, horrible form of music known as rapping. She was more of a Rocker, even if she didn't look like it. At least it was [i]pop[/i] of all things. Ugh, she didn't understand people who like that music. Okay, maybe she could. It was fun to dance to- and she's off topic again. Brain, focus. [color=82ca9d]"H'lo. My name is Lillith Marjo, I hope none of you have heard of me or heard my voice before. brodyisafaggot. That's all."[/color] Did...did she just? Wow. Okay, rude Lillith, rude. Rude, but kinda funny. She stifled a small giggle. Lillith had no room to talk about someones sexuality. Neither did she, really, but eh, whatever. Not her problem. Brody was gonna probably react badly though. No notes for her. She already had a file on Lillith somewhere... [color=ed145b]"Hey. I'm Deborah Wright, by ya'll can just call me Debs. Well, if you want that is. It doesn't matter much to me. Anyway, I'm, err, not entirely how much I believe in the supernatural, but I'm willing to be convinced. That's all I have to say." [/color] Next up, Deborah. [hider=more notes] Deborah Wright: Skeptic. Might possibly be help. [s]Kinda cute[/s] seems shy. Might be easily..uhm...convinced. I think I have more on her at home...hrm...will look into later. [/hider] [color=ed1c24]"Heya people! my name is Elizabeth Falke. Most of you probably dont know me cause I just joined Edison High this week. I'm from Germany and as you might have guessed from my attire I'm what you could consider a Metalhead I'm looking forward to working with all of you as we're gonna do our research into the occult. Besides that I dont really have alot to add at the moment but if you've got any questions you can always ask." [/color] Oooooh. Elizabeth Falke. Kek. She was going to definitely hit this girl up for an interview first. She believed in the Occult and was from Germany, and was a new student. So. Much. Juicy. info. She could barely contain herself, and found herself grinning rather stupidly in her direction. Quickly, she turned back to her notepad before the other people went about introducing themselves. She was going to have [i]tons[/i] of...heh, ~questions~ for her later. [color=a187be]"Hey boss... Are we going to head out to find this--Haunted toilet? Or are we going to sit around and see who can come up with the snarkinest comments?"[/color] Theresa again. Seemed like she wasn't the only skeptic here with the 'haunted toilet' Really, how cliche. At least be...like, a haunted living room or something if you're going to haunt something. oooh. a haunted cafeteria. If she was a ghost, she definitely would chose to haunt a cafeteria. Why?...free food, obviously. ...focus brain. Brody was finally flipping his shit. She made sure to get several [i]very[/i] good pictures when he flipped that desk. Never underestimate the speed at which she could click a button on a camera! She had ten awesome pictures of Brody absolutely losing it. Ahahahaa, okay, she was gonna have an interesting little piece to write up about this incident, definitely. Now, all she had to do was decide if she wanted to make fun of him, or put the club in the spotlight by saying that they all humiliated him.... And then, Gray seemed to lose it. Pfft. Well, she had to say Lillith kind of deserved that. [color=0072bc]"Also, don't you bother making a bargain bin insult like you did to me earlier. Whats said is said, you don't need to make a big deal out of it and go off on your childish rants. I request only one thing and its to keep your trap shut for at least five minutes unless you legitimately have something useful to say for once during a club meeting. Use your breath wisely and don't waste it on meaningless insults because you are going to have to try harder if you want to rile me up... Anyways, see you guys at the bathroom, best we get started on crackin' this case, you know?"[/color] ...there he goes, telling her what to do again. Also, he seemed to take that insult the completely wrong way. Ugh. Moron. She folded her arms and gave a little huff before replying, her camera hanging around her neck again. She'd have given him a piece of her mind, but he had already walked out. oh well. Not like she actually cared. Either way, to the bathroom! [hr] Edison High second floor, the out-of-order women’s restroom September 4th, 2015. 4:01 PM. [hr] [color=fff79a]“We’re not going to bother the ghost, We’re just going to check things out, okay?”[/color] [color=8882be]"Right, Right, Prez. No bothering the ghostie."[/color] Sidney replied, following Andy in. As usual, the bathroom hadn't looked used in ages. Well, there was signs that someone had been in here recently. Probably a student who couldn't hold it and had to make an emergency pit stop. [color=fff79a]“On second thought, It looks like we’re going in after all. You can follow me, if you want. Or not. Salt repels ghosts, Well, temporarily. If you’re coming, you can be in charge of that. If not, give it to someone else.”[/color] Pfft. yeah, she was going in. Ghost or not. Like it was actually a ghost anyways. This was probably just some elaborate prank. [color=fff79a]“Brody? This isn’t good, Brody was here. And now, somewhat obviously… he’s not.”[/color] [color=a187be]"... The butt ghost musta got him! What ever shall we DO!? Or maybe, he took a dump in the haunted toilet and it sucked him innnnnnnn! Ha!" [/color] Sidney stifled a giggle at Theresa's comments. She had her own theory, though. [color=8882be]"Well duh. After that comment Lillith made, the guy probably was upset. We all know Brody's a sensitive wittle baby~"[/color] She giggled. [color=8882be]"He probably was upset and left. Case closed."[/color] She shrugged, obviously happy with her conclusion of current events. [/center]