#IT WAS A CLASS BELLRINGER

[shiloh-game]

I keep thinking about the time I post a picture of Manfred in a Everskies competition chat and some said he would perish from a Popeyes biscuit and McDonald's Sprite

I COULD HAVE NEVER AGREED MORE WITH SOMETHING THAN THIS

[ravaging-angel]

Me: "Geez I don't know who's gonna be my favorite, they're all so cool and unique! Maybe Chip, or maybe Dave? Maybe it's Misty, or一"

Bellringer: *Likes Boxing*

Me: "ah."

[soleil-cosplays216]

Goodmorning yall!!! Before we get into some more AU lore I thought it was silly and wrote my bellringer for my ELA class in the style that Dot speaks as Nidothing and I was giggling.

Now let’s get into some more lore: why the astral express decided to drop by a legally dead planet? In my last post I discussed how the IPC used propaganda to control the universe and due to the existence of “dangerous creatures” (Pokemon) on planet Earth, named the planet an uninhabitable and dangerous planet.

Due to this, why would the astral express visit this seemingly dead and hazardous planet? As Amethio would later find out, the IPC observed strange sightings of a dangerous creature with a long black crystalline body in the galaxy and a certain purple haired lady asked that the astral express investigate and stop these sightings before people got worried or tried to investigate themselves.

PLEASE NOTE: this next part contains slight spoilers for episode 87 of pokemon horizons, please read with caution.

While traveling to the planet, the astral express crew noticed the faint existence of a stellaron, although very weak.

While watching episode 87 for the first time, when Lucius stated that Laquium (I think that’s how they spell it from the English dub? I’m not sure, it’s been a bit since I watched the dubbed part of the show) was not from their planet, I immediately freaked out and texted my girlfriend because it fit the AU so well!! I had dabbled with the idea that the Laquium was the byproduct of a stellaron but I wasn’t fully convinced that was the best route to write until I watched episode 87.

I was so excited that I couldn’t spell right so please ignore my horrible texting grammar.

The stellaron distortion was weak thanks to the shield that Terapagos used to contain the Laquium.

And that’s why the astral express crew visited planet Earth and stayed long enough to be plot important and basically kick start the AU!!

I promise my next post will be actual writing and not me just ranting about it!!

Sol out!!

[useless-catalanfacts]

The knowledge needed to be a bellringer has been passed down from generation to generation for centuries. What chimes are played for each holiday, to tell the time, when someone has died, for a wedding, for a baptism, for each mass, what would be played to alert a danger, how to take care of the bells...

The 21st century is seeing many traditional jobs get lost. But not the job of the bellringer. Though the bells that tell the time have been automatized, other chimes are still done manually. Many towns have a strong tradition of bellringing and have been passing down their knowledge, but to ensure that no town is left behind, the Guild of Bell And Carillon Ringers of Catalonia is starting the Joanetes School of Bellringers.

Starting in autumn 2023, every Saturday for a year the aspiring bellringers will attend class in the village of Joanetes (pictured above, in Comarques Gironines, Catalonia) and will be able to practise with the village's Medieval church's bell tower.

[shiftingwithred]

Preface: I’m a student teacher

Today during class the bellringer was about dreaming and my mentor teacher decided to tell us about a “lucid dream” she had once where she woke up, went to school, went through an entire day of teaching, eating, watching a movie… and then suddenly woke up and found out that none of it actually happened.

I was walking around the classroom trying so HARD not to say anything about shifting because all I could think about is that there was a chance she shifted and just didn’t know it.

Of course, I know people have had experiences like this before…

But STILL

The way she was fully convinced she had already gone through the day, even debating with her students whether she had already taught a lesson or not…

I can’t help but think that she shifted.

[writingprompts]

This is one of the writing prompts from a new of 30+ prompts that I made for the start of the school year. If you're interested, the set is available on my TPT store.

Here's what I shared over there about this set: This resource includes five different versions of a set of more than 30 creative and engaging writing prompts for the start of the school year. These are the writing prompts that I chose to do at the start of the school year to get to know my class and to help them get to know each other. They served us well in helping build classroom community through students sharing their writing with each other. They have been carefully crafted to be creative, engaging, interesting, and not-stereotypical. These writing prompts are perfect for student writing journals, warmup activities, bellringers, or classroom writing practice.

The prompts or writing ideas are aligned to Common Core Writing Anchor Standards 1,2, and 3.

This digital product comes in five versions!

The prompts are shared in five different formats, so that you can access and share them with students in multiple ways:

Google Slides PowerPoint PDF of Slides Printable workbook Text ony

[squishmallow36]

This was my creative writing class's bellringer today and I felt like it might do numbers here so:

Tag yourself. I'm 7.

[burgerspeople]

not me actually making a week's worth of new bellringer prompts and a new spelling list for the week the night before instead of scrambling to find ones from last year in the depths of my work google docs account 5 minutes before class on monday morning

[sunny6677]

RAMBLE ABOUT MY DAY

Morning was the same as usual. Humid out, beautiful looking view. I didn't see my friends cat today tho.

The bus arrived, I rode on it and drew the usual stuff (drew the Tom stuff, and then another redraw cuz I forgot to). Got dropped off at school a little later and took this while on the bus still.

I packed two colas for lunch this morning since I wanted something different from Gatorade, and just drank some cola while making a bunch of polls and watching tiktoks til it was time for Psychology.

In Psychology, we discussed addiction and some people chimed in with their own experiences or questions about it. My teacher also approved of a suggestion I made so I got happy. Then I made test corrections during Advisory, and played Roblox when I was done.

And then in Spanish, we took notes about a story over a really sweet heroic dog named Wilson who they lost while searching for missing children in Colombia. It was pretty heart breaking the whole time as I was listening, and most of my classmates seemed pretty upset about Wilson possibly being dead. We're gonna analyze a Spanish song tomorrow because we didn't get to today like we usually do for Wednesdays.

In Chemistry, we did our bellringer and then took some notes over chemical properties. There was also an ant in my journal. Someone ended up squashing it for me though and I felt really bad afterwards.

In Technology, we practiced animation, and I finished pretty quickly with a slightly choppy 24 frame animation of a ball bouncing. And I just kinda spent the rest of the class watching random stuff on YouTube and playing Roblox til we had to go. I also got hugged twice by my friend today so my touch starved ass is feeling great./lh

Then at lunch, nothing much really happened—I played roblox, with one of my friends joining in as I played Natural Disaster cuz we added eachother on there yesterday. And we all kinda joked around the whole time, with one of my friends randomly sitting in my seat when I went to throw my food away, and I just saw them saying "HI I'M [REAL NAME] I'M A LESBIAN AND I LIKE SPOOKY MONTH THATS IT" in a heavy ass accent. Made me giggle even after lunch was over lol.

Then in English we read a little more of our book which.. kinda had some slurs in it?? It was said by a really immature brat of a character so it's obviously not normalized in the book but still jsndsnns. We played Blooket afterwards though and I kept laughing while stealing from other people—and I was also doing pretty good already cuz I'm good with English anyway.

In Theater I sat with my partners from yesterday, and we went over plans for the skit. It's basically gonna be like a peaceful salonist doing a Karen's nails only for her to get pissy cuz she lost her job, then a happy go lucky customer walks in and it turns out they're happy cuz they happened to take the woman's job jsnsns. I also complimented one of them because they had a trans flag on their backpack and he said he made it himself.

And then in Geometry, it was just kinda boring but at least a little more quiet than yesterday. I think I did somewhat better on my assessments online today, so that's at least good.

And finally for World History, I worked on annotations and reading and writing for documents regarding the Noah's Ark flood. This one dude kept complimenting me the whole time cuz of how fast I write and how well I read. And he kept calling me smart. It felt nice but I wasn't sure how to reply so I was kinda quiet the whole time jdndns. That's kinda it tho. We were able to finish before the bell rung luckily so no work for me tomorrow I guess unless we do something.

Other photos I took today

[moominpopzz]

We have free write fridays as bellringers in my Eng class and today I yapped ab Ashe’s backstory and I just desperately needed everyone to see the drawing my teacher did of her☹️

I LOVE IT SO MUCH

[leaguepremsinfo]

name: hopeful agnes jones age: twenty-one nationality: american location: nomadic, moves across the country occupation: nun. muderer family: portia agnes jones, mother, bellringer, babysitter. orson jones, father, caretaker. mona jones, sister, deceased. judd jones, brother, training to become a reverend. paul jones, brother, pianist. denzel jones, brother, butcher.

hope's upbringing was that of a typical member of an evangelical family in the south. the family's world was very much centered around church, with her three older brothers totally immersed in the goings on at all points; one played piano, one helped with the bells, one trailed after the clergy. her father was the caretaker of their church, her mother a bellringer who ran an after-school babysitting service for local families. they were upstanding, though not without tragedy; the shadow of what would be the eldest child hung over the family and was spoken about with empathy by all who knew them. mona would surely be married with children by now.

yes, the family was upstanding, though plagued with further upset as hope grew. pets would be found dead and mangled, her brothers would get wrapped up in silly accidents, her mother accidentally ingested things she shouldn't have and became sick more than a few times..

in school, hope flew tragically under the radar, never wanting to make a big song or dance out of things. sure, she had passions, sure she had opinions, but she would never voice them, never speak about them unless directly called upon and pressed. her grades were good, her work was neat - if you asked teachers or alumni about hope jones, they'd struggle to remember the girl who sat smack bang in the middle of classes. she was forgettable, something that would serve her well at a later date.

when hope turned eighteen and wrapped up her education, she found herself called to the church, much like the rest of her family - having always worshipped with zeal, she was excited to finally dedicate her entire being to the Lord and packed her bags to become a nun. at last! she'd be a sister! it wasn't easy, she tried scouring to find a good fit for her and found it in an isolated spot somewhere far more rural than their own little village.

st catharine's was run by a group of strict elders, who offered to help young women gain their theology degree, help build their skills and experiences and give them practical work along the way. it was all a little unorthodox and her mother was not best pleased when she did a little more research and found out that they were their own denomination, that they weren't going to be helping her daughter follow in the path that led to a spot among their own ranks. she especially didn't like the look of father hartnell, the man who oversaw the entire convent. father hartnell who'd phoned hope out of nowhere one day and offered her a place, apparently hearing from someone that she was looking for a post.

not much is known about st catharine's, there's no real paper trail, there's nothing much the locals know, authorities barely knows it exists. they never link the disappearances of local young men to the ramshackle convent, never noticed that the speight of missing young men across the state and then country could be directly linked back to the group.. they never could do the research or ask the right questions, chasing shadows and false information, so never found out about how hope was found to be the holiest of women in their ranks, how she'd been plucked from the convent by the father himself and packed off in his car to serve at various churches all over america. they never heard of how more and more people were heading down to that awfully rural little spot to set up shop, build small houses, settle their families in.

hope's a killer, there's no way around it -- she has murdered men who are deemed unholy, she has heard the lord talk to her (was it the lord? she was unsure), felt his hand guide her weapon.. she's felt his presence in those moments, in the moments where father would preach at others' churches, where he'd put her on the street to bat lashes at the same men whose blood would be spilled later that night. they're doing god's work, she's sure of it.

she's not spoken to her family in three years now.

[allovertheworldblog]

Across Italy

I wasn’t sure what path I would take once I got to Genoa, Genova in Italian.

The birthplace of Christopher Columbus the port city is still home to much in the way of sea going.

Ferries set off from there to a variety of parts of the Mediterranean.

A ferry was looking like a possibility.

In the end I stuck with the train and made my way to Pisa.

The price of second class train tickets were refreshingly lower than Switzerland which I had just left.

Genoa is a good sized city, but there aren’t a crazy amount of things to do for the tourist.

Choices and even availability of food options seemed limited, maybe I just didn’t see them.

The area around the old port was redeveloped in the 1990’s.

The result looks terribly ugly.

Also there is the city aquarium.

At 19Euro entrance fee I decided to bypass it.

One day I got lost and happened upon a beautiful street of preserved Baroque buildings, which turned out to be one of my highlights of Genoa.

One of the other things I liked most about Genoa were the staff in the hill top youth hostel.

They were the friendliest and most genuine I’d met in some time.

Leaving Genoa I took a couple of trains to get to Pisa, where there is a tower that’s been leaning for the best part of a millenium.

It’s been attracting people to see it for the past couple of hundred years.

It’s like similar attractions around the world that tourists are aware of and go in search of.

But in every case there are things to see around the city or place that these ‘unique’ attractions are located.

In some cases the other things to see and do and more interesting than the 'unique’ feature that they went to see in the first place.

That’s how I felt about Pisa, anyway.

The first moment I saw it after crossing the river and navagating narrow streets I was struck about how clean it looked.

It’s been sandblasted to such a degree that it looks like it could have been built yesterday.

But it wasn’t, it was built between the 12th and 13th centuries. 

The tower was built as a bell tower for the nearby basilica,

which together with the close by baptistry I found more interesting than the tower that leans.

The following day I take a fast train to Bologna, which is my last stop in Italy.

When I arrive in the city on Saturday the street market is finishing up.

The following day, Sunday, the city is pretty much all closed up, even the museums.

There’s nothing for it but to sit at a cafe on the Piazza Majiore

and listen to the bellringers who are celebrating the anniversary of their organisation.

After a couple of days in Bologna I take a bus to Slovenia.

[onxlydan1]

My Class Bellringer today was:

How Do You Rank the Following Qualities In Relationships with Potential Boyfriends/Girlfriends

———————————————

LOOKS • PERSONALITY • TRUST

—————————————————————

Here was my answer(btw Dani doesn’t need a bf/gf>:(

1. They have to watch WWE duhhh

2. Trust

3. Personality

4. Looks

[astrophysicist-jd]

We've been doing inktober prompts as our bellringers in my art class and decided to post this one since I'm proud of it.

[weaversweek]

An excellent taxonomy of challenges.

Personally, I'd add "Fortune" as a new area to explore - it's not something one should use often, but it's valid to use luck to break ties, or split groups, or pick a story path in the absence of knowledge.

In the past, I've classified challenges under headings of

Physical (strength, stamina, moving your own body)

Dexterity (how well can you control your balance, limbs, handle a thing on the end of a pole)

Projectiles (aiming, launching at the right time)

Memory (short-term on tv, long-term in LARP environments)

Mental (logic, pattern recognition, repetition)

Social (your "Wisdom" class)

Scares (your "Bravery" class, and things like the bellringer on Fort Boyard)

Fortune

Combination challenges are the best. My personal fave to design was remember the code to the treasure chest (memory), then traverse a network of thrall threads (dexterity), then work out which chest to open (mental: riddle), all while baddies circle around and spiral in on you and your team (more of a threat than a scare).

A lot of work for one scene in an end-of-season LARP battle; thank goodness we used it for a dozen parties.

Working on a little something I'm currently calling the Challenge Designer's Cheat Sheet. It's basically a list of skills that gameshow challenges can test, and can be used for inspiration or to make sure your challenges have the enough variety.

In my opinion, a challenge can and should use multiple of these, but there definitely needs to be a single skill at the centre, or it comes off as chaotic and unfocused. In the case of a challenge that has multiple phases, it's probably okay for each phase to have a different central skill.

It's not exhaustive and is still under refinement, but I'm pretty happy with how it stands now. If you need clarification please ask, and if you have ideas please share.

[goldpilot22]

this is Tamzen Bellringer he's a mailman and he has like 3 girlfriends, all of whom are taller than him. he's a polite little guy and the ladies love him for his reliable deliveries