BlairW_1
07-04-2001, 12:58 PM
Y'all, we hardly have any posts going on at all right now, so I'm gonna try to liven things up with a sucky story, maybe I can get at least one more post a day for this board... Cuz I really don't wanna watch it die, I was almost here for it's creation, and I plan for Haven to be able to enjoy it too! If it's stupid, go ahead and tell me, I know it is. I just thought I'd chronicle the quiz bowl season at Muldrow into the Facts of Life. Be warned at the end, you'll get something un-expected.
It's quiz bowl season at Langley, and Jo convinces Blair to be on the team. Right before their hard-earned trip to the national championship, an unexpected tragedy happens, and Jo, the captain, quits the team. Then, to her suprise, Blair is picked to be the captain. Can she handle the pressure... and not melt down during the game-deciding lightning round?
Is That Your Final Answer?
Season Seven, #143.5
By Danielle Powell
(Blair and Natalie are counting rubber chickens.)
B: I got 19, how about you, Nat?
N: I'm still getting 18, I don't know how we keep doing this!
J: (Walks in) Doing what?
B: Mis-counting the rubber chickens! I keep getting 19, Nat here gets 18.
J: Lemme check this out. (Walks over to them and counts them.) Nat, I'm afraid Blair's right.
N: She is?
B: (Suprisedly.) I am?
J: Yeah, Nat, you're forgetting this chicken right here! (Points to Blair.)
(Nat cracks up, and blair looks angry.)
B: I am not a chicken!
J: Then why won't you be on the quiz bowl team? Suprisingly, your grades are good enough, so there's no problem there! What is it?
B: (Stutters.) I... I... Why do you want me to be on the team anyway? You'll probably be the center of attention anyway... if I wasn't there... (She smiles and flips her hair.) But I'm going to be captain, and you aren't!
J: So you're going to do it now?
B: Of course, did you think I would pass up even more fame?
J: (Snaps her fingers and puts on her "I should have known" look.) Dog gone it, I should have known better, shouldn't I?
B: Of course! Well, can't expect that of a Polniczek, can you? I'm off to sign up for quiz bowl, tah! (Walks out before Jo can say anything. Nat walks up to Jo with a perplexed expression on her face.)
N: Why did you want Blair to be on the team?
J: Believe it or not, she could really benefit the team! Her grades are pretty good, and she doesn't melt in the lightning round like a lot of people I know. (Looks at watch.) Geez, I better run if I'm gonna sign up! See ya! (Starts to walk out.)
N: Hey, wait a second. How many chickens were there, really?
J: 19.
N: Hah, I knew I was- 19? Are you sure?
J: Count 'em yourself, Nat, I got 19. I really have to go, bye!
N: (Sighs.) Bye, Jo. (Jo leaves, and Nat walks over to the rubber chickens.) One... (Sigh.) Two, three... (Screen fades into Langley library.)
(Blair and Jo are sitting in the back at the same table as the others waiting for tryouts. The coach, Mrs. Gray, walked up to the front of the library. The room grew quiet.)
MGr: Hi everyone, I'm Mrs. Gray, your quiz bowl coach this year. Well, I hope everyone in here signed up, because I used the sheet to split you up into teams. I think you're pretty even in experience and grades, so splitting you up wasn't that hard. Who in here has played on a team before? (Everyone but Jo and Blair raise their hands.) Almost everyone, good. Well, maybe we should go over a refresher course. There are two teams of four people playing at a time, with the captain sitting in the second seat from the inside on both teams. Since there are ten people here, there will be two subs throughout the game, switching after each half. During practices, I'll read the toss-up and lightning round questions, while one sub will be the time-keeper, and the other the score keeper. Mrs. Hall here- (She gestures to a brown haired teacher/librarian.) will be the moderator. Y'all following me? (*Strange,* Blair thought, *I just noticed she has a southern accent. She looks more like a housewife than a quiz bowl coach.*) Good, now, during the normal toss-up questions, which there are 20 of in each half, I'll read you a question, and you have 10 seconds to buzz in, 20 seconds on math. When you know the answer, buzz in whether I'm through reading or not. You can't say the answer until they say, for instance, "Langley, Caitlin," or the other team will have an immediate response, where they can answer without having to worry about you buzzing in before them, because your team can only guess once. The same goes for if you get the question wrong. If six seconds have gone by, it's the captain's duty to buzz in and guess, whether he or she gets it wrong or not. No talking at all; if you talk repeatedly, you can be taken out of the game. Everyone understand the toss-up questions now? (Everyone nods, but Blair and Jo sit there with a confused expression on their faces.) Blair, Jo? Do you understand?
J: Umm... Give me a while for this to soak in, okay?
B: Uh, yeah, what she said...
MGr: Okay, I'll be handing out the NYABA rules after this practice is over, you might wanna go home and study them, okay?
B,J: Okay.
MGr: We can only have five on a team, so half of you are going to have to leave with just the satisfaction of going to three practice games. Now, we're a little behind schedule, we only have two weeks until the New York City district tournament, but I think we can win. Team members and captain will be picked accoring to the number of questions you've answered correctly. Is everyone ready to play? (Everyone nods, most of them exitedly, some a little nervously.) Okay then, on the red team, Jo Polniaczek (Pronounced Pol-ni-a-zek), Caitlin Stricklen, Kara Stewart, Boots St. Claire, and sitting out will be Cliff (?). On the yellow team we have Blair Warner, Tiffany Chandler, Charity Money, Brock Pflasterer (Pronounced Puh-flaster-er, really Flaster) and sitting out will be Fallen Tate. Caitlin and Tiffany, you're the captains this time. Stacey and Fallen, pick out what you want to do.
S: I'll be score keeper, I've done that before.
F: I guess I'll do time, then.
MGr: Let's do a buzzer check, okay? Jo? (Buzz.) Boots? (Buzz.) Caitlin? (Buzz.) Kara? (Her's doesn't buzz because Caitlin's is still on.)
K: Mark, clear!
F: Oh, sorry! (She presses his buzzer, which is connected to the timer, and it clears Caitlin's buzzer.)
K: That's better.
MGr: Charity? (Her buzzer emits a high, shrill beep that causes Blair to cover her ears.)
B: Are you sure that things working right, Mrs. Gray?
MGr: Yeah, that's how the moderators tell the difference between one team an the other. Tiff? (Beep.) Blair? (Blair cautiously pushes it, hoping that gently pushing it wouldn't make it as loud. But it didn't. Blair grimaces.) Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Brock? (Beep.) Here's your name tags. (She walks over and puts them in front of everyone's buzzers.) We'll start out with the easy ones until you get the hang of it again. Y'all ready for question one? A homesteader is a person who settles on land under the homestead law. S- (Buzz.) Langley, Caitlin?
C: H-O-M-E-S-T-E-A-D-E-R.
MGr: Spell homesteader, correct. Here's a hint, y'all. When it sounds like the question is stating something, about 95% of the time, it turns out to be a spelling question. Number two. Name the scientific name for salt. (Blair tried to buzz in, but was beaten by Charity.) Langley, Charity?
Ch: Sodium chloride.
MGr: Correct. Question three... (Fades to a split screen of Blair and Jo with the same perplexed expression on their faces, 'What have we gotten ourselves into?' *Commercial*)
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I'm the cutie with the booty, the hottie with the body, the honey with the money, I'm the baby, gotta love me!
*¤.¸¸.·´¨`»Danielle«´¨`·.¸¸.¤ *
<3 ya! :)
It's quiz bowl season at Langley, and Jo convinces Blair to be on the team. Right before their hard-earned trip to the national championship, an unexpected tragedy happens, and Jo, the captain, quits the team. Then, to her suprise, Blair is picked to be the captain. Can she handle the pressure... and not melt down during the game-deciding lightning round?
Is That Your Final Answer?
Season Seven, #143.5
By Danielle Powell
(Blair and Natalie are counting rubber chickens.)
B: I got 19, how about you, Nat?
N: I'm still getting 18, I don't know how we keep doing this!
J: (Walks in) Doing what?
B: Mis-counting the rubber chickens! I keep getting 19, Nat here gets 18.
J: Lemme check this out. (Walks over to them and counts them.) Nat, I'm afraid Blair's right.
N: She is?
B: (Suprisedly.) I am?
J: Yeah, Nat, you're forgetting this chicken right here! (Points to Blair.)
(Nat cracks up, and blair looks angry.)
B: I am not a chicken!
J: Then why won't you be on the quiz bowl team? Suprisingly, your grades are good enough, so there's no problem there! What is it?
B: (Stutters.) I... I... Why do you want me to be on the team anyway? You'll probably be the center of attention anyway... if I wasn't there... (She smiles and flips her hair.) But I'm going to be captain, and you aren't!
J: So you're going to do it now?
B: Of course, did you think I would pass up even more fame?
J: (Snaps her fingers and puts on her "I should have known" look.) Dog gone it, I should have known better, shouldn't I?
B: Of course! Well, can't expect that of a Polniczek, can you? I'm off to sign up for quiz bowl, tah! (Walks out before Jo can say anything. Nat walks up to Jo with a perplexed expression on her face.)
N: Why did you want Blair to be on the team?
J: Believe it or not, she could really benefit the team! Her grades are pretty good, and she doesn't melt in the lightning round like a lot of people I know. (Looks at watch.) Geez, I better run if I'm gonna sign up! See ya! (Starts to walk out.)
N: Hey, wait a second. How many chickens were there, really?
J: 19.
N: Hah, I knew I was- 19? Are you sure?
J: Count 'em yourself, Nat, I got 19. I really have to go, bye!
N: (Sighs.) Bye, Jo. (Jo leaves, and Nat walks over to the rubber chickens.) One... (Sigh.) Two, three... (Screen fades into Langley library.)
(Blair and Jo are sitting in the back at the same table as the others waiting for tryouts. The coach, Mrs. Gray, walked up to the front of the library. The room grew quiet.)
MGr: Hi everyone, I'm Mrs. Gray, your quiz bowl coach this year. Well, I hope everyone in here signed up, because I used the sheet to split you up into teams. I think you're pretty even in experience and grades, so splitting you up wasn't that hard. Who in here has played on a team before? (Everyone but Jo and Blair raise their hands.) Almost everyone, good. Well, maybe we should go over a refresher course. There are two teams of four people playing at a time, with the captain sitting in the second seat from the inside on both teams. Since there are ten people here, there will be two subs throughout the game, switching after each half. During practices, I'll read the toss-up and lightning round questions, while one sub will be the time-keeper, and the other the score keeper. Mrs. Hall here- (She gestures to a brown haired teacher/librarian.) will be the moderator. Y'all following me? (*Strange,* Blair thought, *I just noticed she has a southern accent. She looks more like a housewife than a quiz bowl coach.*) Good, now, during the normal toss-up questions, which there are 20 of in each half, I'll read you a question, and you have 10 seconds to buzz in, 20 seconds on math. When you know the answer, buzz in whether I'm through reading or not. You can't say the answer until they say, for instance, "Langley, Caitlin," or the other team will have an immediate response, where they can answer without having to worry about you buzzing in before them, because your team can only guess once. The same goes for if you get the question wrong. If six seconds have gone by, it's the captain's duty to buzz in and guess, whether he or she gets it wrong or not. No talking at all; if you talk repeatedly, you can be taken out of the game. Everyone understand the toss-up questions now? (Everyone nods, but Blair and Jo sit there with a confused expression on their faces.) Blair, Jo? Do you understand?
J: Umm... Give me a while for this to soak in, okay?
B: Uh, yeah, what she said...
MGr: Okay, I'll be handing out the NYABA rules after this practice is over, you might wanna go home and study them, okay?
B,J: Okay.
MGr: We can only have five on a team, so half of you are going to have to leave with just the satisfaction of going to three practice games. Now, we're a little behind schedule, we only have two weeks until the New York City district tournament, but I think we can win. Team members and captain will be picked accoring to the number of questions you've answered correctly. Is everyone ready to play? (Everyone nods, most of them exitedly, some a little nervously.) Okay then, on the red team, Jo Polniaczek (Pronounced Pol-ni-a-zek), Caitlin Stricklen, Kara Stewart, Boots St. Claire, and sitting out will be Cliff (?). On the yellow team we have Blair Warner, Tiffany Chandler, Charity Money, Brock Pflasterer (Pronounced Puh-flaster-er, really Flaster) and sitting out will be Fallen Tate. Caitlin and Tiffany, you're the captains this time. Stacey and Fallen, pick out what you want to do.
S: I'll be score keeper, I've done that before.
F: I guess I'll do time, then.
MGr: Let's do a buzzer check, okay? Jo? (Buzz.) Boots? (Buzz.) Caitlin? (Buzz.) Kara? (Her's doesn't buzz because Caitlin's is still on.)
K: Mark, clear!
F: Oh, sorry! (She presses his buzzer, which is connected to the timer, and it clears Caitlin's buzzer.)
K: That's better.
MGr: Charity? (Her buzzer emits a high, shrill beep that causes Blair to cover her ears.)
B: Are you sure that things working right, Mrs. Gray?
MGr: Yeah, that's how the moderators tell the difference between one team an the other. Tiff? (Beep.) Blair? (Blair cautiously pushes it, hoping that gently pushing it wouldn't make it as loud. But it didn't. Blair grimaces.) Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Brock? (Beep.) Here's your name tags. (She walks over and puts them in front of everyone's buzzers.) We'll start out with the easy ones until you get the hang of it again. Y'all ready for question one? A homesteader is a person who settles on land under the homestead law. S- (Buzz.) Langley, Caitlin?
C: H-O-M-E-S-T-E-A-D-E-R.
MGr: Spell homesteader, correct. Here's a hint, y'all. When it sounds like the question is stating something, about 95% of the time, it turns out to be a spelling question. Number two. Name the scientific name for salt. (Blair tried to buzz in, but was beaten by Charity.) Langley, Charity?
Ch: Sodium chloride.
MGr: Correct. Question three... (Fades to a split screen of Blair and Jo with the same perplexed expression on their faces, 'What have we gotten ourselves into?' *Commercial*)
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I'm the cutie with the booty, the hottie with the body, the honey with the money, I'm the baby, gotta love me!
*¤.¸¸.·´¨`»Danielle«´¨`·.¸¸.¤ *
<3 ya! :)