Hello my friendly swcers I am Sunny, and I'm thinking about copy and pasting my bio here, but i feel that'd be lazy soo uh . . . ^w^ Firstly, my pronouns are she/her, second, Happy Halloween, third, my favorite ice cream flavor is MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP AND NO ONE CAN CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE!! (Unless you're possessed and have a really strong magic power or something.) My favorite authors are probably Marie Lu and Brandon Sanderson, and I'm currently reading WARRIORS Series 4 and The Marvellers.

hello! i'm silky, a person who lives in est! i use she/they, and i am in the wonderful fairy tales! this session, i plan to meet some amazing people (<33) and to enter the writing comp with something that i actually put effort to. i also aim to do at least 10 dailies or a weekly. as for the toy, i don't know actually. maybe that one doll that everyone thinks it's creepy, but you think it's cute？ that's actually what i would describe myself - someone who is cold/harsh, and shy on the outside, but soft and kind and funny on the inside.

“this can't get worse, can it?” “sure, just give me a few minutes”
“oh please no, you can't possibly-”
“of course i can! why can't i? bye!”
you sighed deeply. you needed to get away quickly from the commotion. your friend, however, enjoys it. she's probably going to attract more people, and then the whole city will be filled.
you were right of course. of course. just like your friend promised, a few minutes later - more and more people gathered around you, taking photos.
“how did this even happen?” you wonder to yourself. you were just minding your own business, with your friend. after that, it was kinda a mix of people speaking, flashes, and light. then a whole crowd gathered around you.
you didn't like people taking photos of you. especially not when they're complete strangers. but of course, your annoying friend thinks otherwise. as a result - welp. sometimes, things just don't go as right.
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okay, so first of all, why are you guys going on a strike?? whywhywhy? is it because we aren't paying you enough mangos? why? please you have to tell us. next, if you continue your strike, there will be no more swc ( do you want to crush the wonderful swc?? think about all the people who rely on swc in their life. you don't want to crush their dreams, do you?? everyone loves swc, that's no surprise. but with you going on a strike, that means people won't enjoy swc as much. which means fewer people signing up, and fewer friends for you to make </33 i guess the only upside is that points aren't as stressful and cabin wars aren't as stressful. but, again, that'll ruin the fun! swc also inspires other scratch camps, which means a larger community. without the team, all of scratch will be affected. i hope you know what how big of your decision is. no daily team = less people = small community = no friends = no motivation to stay on scratch. this doesn't just go for me, this goes for literally everyone who participates in swc. not only that, but if you don't come back, the swc cabin that you are in will most likely lose as *coughs coughs* points won't matter anymore! we can just create our own dailies (super easy ones like write your favorite word for 30000000 points,) and your cabin will lose. you don't want that to happen, do you (unless you're in tctwnw, which i'll give you an extra 50 mangos if you come back)? with all of these bad effects as a result of your actions, please, please, please, come back ) i will give you 100 mangoes from the ripest tree (do mangoes grow on trees??) for each member D isn't that wonderful?? yes, it is, i can see you considering it. you are a wonderful, amazing team that has impacted scratch positively, and we will be in danger if you guys leave forever. please, please stay, and continue making wonderful dailies and weeklies for us. we will greatly appreciate it. you guys are absolutely wonderful, so please please stay. again, staying will reward you with 100 mangoes, unless your in tctwnw which you would get 150 mangoes. please note that this is not guaranteed, though i will try to complete it. thank you, and i really, really hope that you guys stay )
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kracking knuckles™
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song - shake it off
“fray has been talking about you. i think she's hating on you for beating her at the writing competition.”
“well, alra, haters hate. you just have to ignore them,”
“i'm just saying sira. she might turn the whole school against you,”
“does it look like i care? no,” sira snapped back, rolled her eyes, and shook her head. “i don't care.”
“what if-”
“your being overdramatic,”
“overdramatic? everybody likes her!” alra pointed to everyone in the hallway. “she can poison the mind of anybody. she could make the most innocent, kind, lovely person be the most hated in the world. do you even know what overdramatic means?”
“yes, duh. but she hasn't poisoned our mind, so does it really matter?”
“because we know her motives! other people do not!”
“alra, calm down. how about we tell everyone about what she's planning?” sira asked, her eyebrows arched.
“if it was that easy, it would've been done. any of her victims would've already done it. she would've been expelled already. but she isn't. what does that tell you?”
“…she likes being popular? i told you, i don't really care about her,”
“she's not going to let you win another competition, or anything that offends her. i'm warning you,”
“it's fine. we'll think of a way,”
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name: sira
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: asexual
species: human (maybe…?)
strengths:
ignorance (helps her ignore people who dislike her), loyalty (wouldn't betray her friends no matter what), fierceness (helpful if she ever needs to protect herself)
weaknesses:
ignorance (can't listen to helpful criticism), arrogance (thinks she's better then everyone), greedy (doesn't like sharing, even to her friends)
history:
adopted when she was one. she's probably human but her skin glows light green when there is a full moon. got bullied in elementary for having this trait. as a result, sira wants to prove that she's the best - and it seems to work, even a little too well. actually met some loyal friends (alra, riua) in middle school.
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scenario 1 - sira talking with alra
“okay, what is your plan on exposing fray?”
“easy, alra. record her doing wrongdoings. then she will get ejected!”
“didn't you say you didn't care about her?”
“…i don't. but she is problematic,”
“okay…well, when is she misbehaving, sira?”
“when she spreads gossip that i don't care about, duh,”
“that isn't a serious offense to get expelled,”
“stop ruining the fun. and who said she's going to get expelled?”
alra rolled her dark blue eyes. “the faculty is just going to assume she passed the rumor, not the one who started it. then, she's going to get a warning, and then she'll spread more gossip, then everyone will hate you. what a wonderful plan,”
“okay…what about her vandalism?”
“her parents will bribe the principal. not going to work. also, she barely even vandalizes.”
“what about we send it to the city council? so she will be banished from kirastratar!”
“how will we send it to the city governments?”
“don't know. that's a problem for future us. i'll record, and you will send it, because i excel at recording,”
“you don't but whatever,”
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scenario 2 - sira recording fray
“the plan is simple, just record her. yes,” sira whispered, peering at fray.
“actually…is this illegal?” sira thought about it for a while. “meh, no. at least when i'm doing it for a good purpose. yes, yes,”
sira followed fray along the corridors, waiting for her to mess up. but she didn't.
“oh wonderful,” sira muttered.
fray walked up to someone, and started talking with them.
sira walked beside them.
“totally not suspicious, totally not…”
“hey, sira, what are you doing?” fray interrupted.
“..waiting for alra. duh,”
“sure. can you leave? i'm trying to talk to this person,”
“that's rude,” sira walked away, until she was out of earshot.
she opened her phone, and listened to the replay. “perfect. though it didn't seem much rule breaking…meh, whatever. she was being mean, and rude. surely, the principal will talk to her, and hopefully suspend her. yes, suspension…still don't care about her though,”
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scenario 3 - alra and sira sharing their proof
“so, this is my proof. she was being mean to me!”
“sira, that is not helpful,”
sira scowled. “i tried alright? what do you have?”
“here, hear this,” alra handed sira her phone. the audio started playing.
“have you heard of sira? she's quite rude to me,”
“what, how?”
“yknow she talks a lot of…things about me. like how i don't even deserve to win second place,”
“that's rude,”
“yeah, i know right?”
“she doesn't deserve first place…”
“i know, right?”
freya sighed, and the recording ended.
“you can't show this? the principal will think she's telling the truth!”
“yes, you were supposed to record yourself being friendly to her, and she snapping back. but you didn't,”
“uh, yes i did? alra, my recording literally showed her being mean to me?”
“she sounds annoyed, not bullying you.”
“oh wonderful. now what?”
“i don't know, maybe record again?”
sira sighed.
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expanding on scenario 3
“fine, fine. give me a second,”
sira stood up, pressed record on her phone, and walked to frey.
“hey frey! how's life?”
“..it's fine, what about you?”
“its okay,” sira smiled, and waited patiently.
“i did tell you congrats for winning, did i?”
“i don't know,”
“well, congrats,” frey said, sounding just a bit sarcastic.
“thanks, i guess. you did well too,”
“i know,”
silence.
“well, it was nice talking to you. bye,” frey walked away, heels clanging on the floor.
sira stopped recording.
“that was horrifying! why isn't she…”
did she hear sira's and alra's conversation?
well, if she tell, sira didn't care.
hopefully her mom and dad wouldn't.
but they probably would.
the bell rang, and sira went home.
her mom and dad wasn't home yet, like always. some work drama, and some problems, and things like that.
sira looked at her skin. not green yet.
yet.
sira sighed. she wondered when riua was coming back from her grand vacation.
if only she was that rich.
but she wasn't.
their house set on fire a few years ago. that left their family pretty much in debt.
sira looked around. the house seemed fine - well almost fine - now. the rooms were shaped in a T shape. a bathroom in one end, the “grand” bedroom in another, and the living room by the entrance. there were 3 bedrooms, one for sira, and two for her parents. 2 bathrooms - she had to share one with her mom, and a basement. the basement - in sira's opinion - looked haunted, so she barely went down there.
“i don't understand why frey is so jealous that i won,” sira thought. “i mean - i don't care, but it is sure annoying, the judges literally agreed that mine was the best? stop complaining - or at least complain it to them!”
“welp, what should i do now? i can give up, its not like what she's doing is that big of a deal. yes, as long as she doesn't talk about alra and riua, then it's fine,”
“hopefully, anyways. trusting that the principal won't expel her for the lies that frey whispered in his ear. principal orya can be a bit biased,”
“but they like me as well. so surely…”
“oh yes nevermind. frey could just bribe to get her way,”
“then why didn't she bribe the judges?”
“they must've refused,”
“or maybe she didn't do it at all,”
“maybe she did,”
“maybe the bribery is just a theory that you, alra, and riua made up. you three never liked her,”
“okay, whatever. i don't care anymore,” sira thought, ending the back and forth conversation in her head.
she stood up, and deleted the recordings, and texted alra and riua.
“we need a plan to expose frosting,”
frosting was the three's code word for frey. they've been talking about her for a long time now.
but they never did anything. until now, but riua wasn't here. riua was probably the smartest out of the three.
sira grabbed her planner in her backpack and wrote “emergency meeting when riua comes back,”
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Welcome, leaders, campers, ghosts, and tyrants, to the November ‘23 session of SWC! We hope you're just as excited to be here as we are to have you – for today's daily, take a few minutes to introduce yourself to your fellow writers and write out your goals for this session. If you're feeling adventurous, there will be mangoes for those who describe themselves as a childhood toy – are you a teddy bear, a set of dominos, or something in between? You can earn 100 points for sharing at least three goals in the comments - have fun, and happy writing <3

Dailies-
1 Daily(s) Completed
1. Intro||100 points|| “hiiiiiii im creme or cream from horror <33 my pronouns are she/her and this is my first session of swc but i am rllyyy excited to meet all yall <3 i am starting a novel and hopefully i wouldn't have given up before the end of this session T~T but my goals for this session are complete at least 5 weeklies, improve my writing and have fun <33 cant wait to meet yall <333333”
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About me-
Hi! I'm Creme! I am 12 years old and in 7th grade <3 My pronouns are she/her and this is actually my first swc session <3. I am a Christian, and I love to draw, write, and read. My favorite subject is Social Studies and my least favorite is Math.I'm really excited to be a part of this community. Ok that's it. Byeee <33
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Ahoy! It's oakfolk, but most call me Raymond. I'm usually an artist but I also enjoy lot's of other things, including writing! this is my second swc, I also go by he/him. for this swc i'm voyaging on folklore's boat! this is my table of contents.

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| introduction | 101 words | 100 points |
| seasonal symbolism | 603 words | 600 points |
| Tounge twisters | 601 words | 500 points |

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| Weekly 1 | 2428 words | 1500 points |
| Weekly 3 | to be continued (at least 1400 words) | 2500 points when done |

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diane's swc megathread - nov. '23
lit-fi surreal symposium ftw!!

total word count: 2412 words!!

✎ a bit about me…
hello hello lovelies! my name is diane, i use she/they/any pronouns, and i'm excited to be here for this session! i've been in swc for a while now, on various accounts, and i'm almost on my third year! (sheesh, time flies.) i'm a typical nerd, love a good fanfiction, and am drowning in biology work. est time for me :)

dailies

introduction - link - 543 words
nov. second - unfinished - 198 words
nov. third - word count
nov. fourth - word count

weeklies
week one - word count
week two - word count
week three - word count
week four - word count

other
animal farm mini essay- 341 words
rp (character ai)- 1330 words

Nov 15 daily - character-driven writing
587 words
I was just walking through Seaworthy when I saw them. Three of those folks from the Rebellion - the archer Bow, friend of Adora and Glimmer who couldn’t stop them from fighting (hardly his fault; I’m just too good); the handsome pirate Sea Hawk, who seemed to have a thing for Princess Mermista; and the winged horse Swift Wind, the She-Ra’s steed. They’re with another person I don’t recognize, someone in purple with long hair and a beard starting to turn from black to gray, as well as two clones, one of whom is wearing some eyeliner that seems familiar, the other of whom is dressed in a pair of purple overalls.
I haven’t caught up with these Rebels in a while, and for a pirate port, there really isn’t much of interest around here. These sailors’ idea of “drama” is a bar fight, which frankly is so unsophisticated and tedious. No good jobs, either; none of the bounty hunting requires my expertise. So, naturally, I strut over to greet them.
“Why, hello there. Long time no see. Now, what brings you here?”
Bow’s eyebrows shoot up at the sight of me. “Double Trouble?”
“Yes, yes, I’m staying here until I can find a better gig. Does the Queen have more need for my assistance?” I doubt I’ll be invited back to the castle for a job interview, but it doesn’t hurt to ask. I hope it might get a rise out of them, if nothing else.
The person in purple looks at Bow. “You know this person?”
“Oh, we haven’t been introduced,” I say. “How rude.” I look Bow in the eyes for a moment - how rude of you not to introduce us. “The name’s Double Trouble.”
“Micah of Bright Moon,” says the person.
“Oh, the king? Yes, I heard he was back from the dead.” I chuckle. “Father of Queen Glimmer? You should know, I helped the Rebellion in their effort against the Horde.”
Bow looks uncomfortable (perfect, how funny). “After spying on us for the Horde, but sure.”
“And who are these?” I nod to the clones.
“Oh! Yes!” says the one in the overalls. He seems delighted at being spoken to. The one with the eyeliner just scowls deeper. “I am Wrong Hordak! It is nice to meet you!”
Honestly, these clones. “Wrong Hordak? What made you pick that name?”
“He… didn’t pick it,” Bow says. “Entrapta thought he was Hordak, but he turned out to be a different clone, so I just called him Wrong Hordak, and it… kinda stuck.”
That makes sense, I suppose. But what kind of a name is Wrong Hordak? Well, at least he has one. It was such a hassle trying to get my acting students to pick them. Still… couldn’t Bow and this Entrapta have come up with something better?
Wrong Hordak is nodding enthusiastically, though. “Yes! I am Wrong Hordak. That is my name! And I too fought with the Rebellion! It is an honor to meet you, Double Trouble!”
I nod. “Yes, pleasure to meet you.” I keep my tone dry yet affectionate. I turn to the clone with the eyeliner. “And you are?” I have a guess.
“I am Hordak,” Eyeliner growls. It seems he was going to say more, before cutting himself off and clamming back up.
“Hordak? Lord Hordak? Yes, I thought it was you… harder to recognize you now, with all these other clones running around. If you don’t mind me saying, green isn’t really your color.” I smirk. Hordak snarls.

Weekly #1 - Characters
Part 1 - Character Inspiration


Song: Seven
I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with
Me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry

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“He caught you using his computer?”
“Yeah.” Avery stares at the twig they’re fiddling with. “I remembered to clear most of the search history, so he doesn’t know about all the… stuff. I’d probably be grounded forever if he did.”
“Then I’d have to break you out!” I declare, picking up a large stick and brandishing it valiantly.
That gets a small smile out of them. “How? My hair isn’t long enough to climb.”
“I’ll take my dragon!” I climb on top of a log. “I’ll fly it up to your window, and we’ll ride away together.”
“Where’d you get a dragon?” they smirk.
“It’ll want to help me, when it sees how noble my cause is.” I wave the stick dramatically, then my feet slip and I have to scramble and pinwheel my arms to keep from falling off the log. “Whoa.”
“So it’s a nice dragon?”
“Of course! Why would I want a mean dragon?”
“A lot of dragons are mean.”
“Well, this one isn’t.”
“Good. Anyway, where will we go?”
“Anywhere we want.” I try to bow, but end up almost falling off the log again. I hop down.
“Can it be somewhere with a computer?” Avery says. “I’m not allowed to use one now.”
“I bet your dad’s just worried you’re learning curses to put on his girlfriend.”
“Yeah, I bet you can learn a lot of curses online.”
“I thought that’s what books were for,” I say. “You learn spells from books, not the computer. Your dad is just silly.”
“You think the library has any spellbooks?”
“I haven’t seen any. But I bet they keep all the good ones in the restricted section.”
“Our library has a restricted section?” They sound skeptical.
“It’s probably top secret, and only the librarians know about it.”
“I hope we can find a spell to turn her into a toad.” Avery picks up another twig to fidget with (I guess they lost the first one). “Or a slug. I bet she’d be the dumbest slug ever.”
“If your dad marries her, you’ll have a real life wicked stepmother.”
They scrunch up their face. “Then can I kill her?”
“I’m not sure you’re supposed to kill her. Just leave. Only if she falls off a cliff or a roof on accident, then that’s perfect.”
“Right. Slug is better.”
I grab a smaller stick, not quite wand-shaped but close enough. “Here.” I hand it to them. “Use this on her the next time you see her.”
They take it. “Now I just have to decide what to turn her into.”

Part 2 - Character Sheet
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Name: Nadia
Age: 11
Gender & pronouns: girl, she/her
Species: human
Appearance: olive skin; dark brown hair; gray eyes; short for her age
Strengths: imaginative; compassionate
Weaknesses: somewhat naive; sometimes too empathetic for her own good; not good at focusing on things that don’t interest her
Tendencies: very playful; uses fantasy to explain reality; hates the thought of making anyone feel bad, even inanimate objects
Fashion style: Mostly just t-shirts, hoodies, leggings, and sweaters; sometimes with a random floofy skirt or silly hat thrown in. Wears a lot of bright colors and clothes printed with cute cartoon animals.
Personality type: INFP (Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Processing)
Family/background: Has lived with her grandmother since she was little; sees her parents occasionally, but isn't close with them

Part 3 - Character Motivations
Using what you've just learned, put the character you created from the last two activities into three different scenarios to develop what their motives are.
Each scene should be at least 150 words long (450+ words total). Think about what they’re trying to gain from each situation - try to keep it consistent! (ex. having a tendacy to save loved ones/things) That’s all - good luck! <3

Scenario 1 - finds a cat
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I’m sitting on the porch. Avery at school… Grandma in her office… no new books… nothing to do.
The leaves on the neighbor’s tree have turned orange… what’s a fancy word for that shade of orange? Ocre? No, I think that’s more brown. The color of oak leaves, probably. But our tree’s leaves are still mostly green - emerald?
I’m just thinking how emerald doesn’t even describe them, just plain green, when I see the cat. Its fur is a deep, velvety black, blacker than the night, and it’s crossing the street towards my house.
I grin. “Here, kitty kitty!”
It looks up at this, startled, but keeps skittering across the street. When it reaches my yard, it glances at me - it has these greenish yellow eyes - and then slinks through our yard. It doesn’t come up to me, though, just squeezes through a hole in the fence and into the backyard.
“Kitty, wait!” I call. “Here, let me get you some food!”

Scenario 2 - at the library
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I wander through the shelves, running my fingers along the spines, stopping occasionally to stroke familiar favorites, greeting them like old friends. Hello, Twinchantment. … Oh, The Jumbies, it’s been too long! … Hello, The Girl Who Drank The Moon. They are old friends, many of them. Corinne and Dru and Bouki and Malik, Luna and Glerk and Fyrian and Xan… and what were the girls from Twinchantment named again? Flissa and Sara. Not such close friends of mine, I guess, but still a fun book.
I have so many more book friends than real friends. Why talk to people when I can read instead? Besides, the kids in books are so much more interesting. They have more interesting lives than any real people I know, including me. Going on adventures, fighting monsters, doing magic, befriending dragons, saving people. Much cooler than real life.
A title catches my eye, and I pick the book up. The Dragon With a Chocolate Heart. I admire the front cover, before turning it over to read the description on the back. Ooh, it looks good. I carry it over to a chair in the lounge area, sit down, and start to read.

Scenario 3 - alone at a party
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I stand in the corner, watching the grownups talk about things too boring to listen in on. I should’ve brought a book or something, something to do. There isn’t even any cake here. What is the point of a party with no cake?
I didn’t want to come. It’s something with Grandma’s friends, or work, or work friends. I don’t know how she has so much time to make friends, since she spends most of her days either working in her office at home or taking care of me, but apparently she does. And of course they’re all grownups, and grownups have the boringest parties where all they do is talk about the boringest things. Not that I’ve been to that many kids’ parties. But still, at least they’re more fun than grownups. And at least those parties always have cake.
I keep looking around the room. Everyone else seems to be having fun. Someone laughs at something someone else said, only whatever it was probably wasn’t funny, just more boring grownup talk. There has to be something around here to do.

Part 4 - Expanded Scenario 1

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The cat is already out of sight. I dash inside, and run to the kitchen - we have to have something for the cat to eat somewhere. There! In the refrigerator - ground beef. I don’t know why Grandma keeps buying it; I’ve been telling her I don’t want to eat meat for years, because I feel bad for the animals. It’s good she did, though - this cat must be hungry. I pull it out of the fridge, and scramble around for a dish. I open the ground beef, put it on a plate, and carry it outside.
“Here, kitty kitty kitty!” I call. “I have food for you!”
I open the gate to the back yard, and look around for the cat. It’s crouched under a bush. I walk towards it slowly, food dish in hand. “Hey, kitty,” I croon. “I brought you some food.”
The cat scurries away a bit.
“Don’t be scared,” I tell it. “I don’t want to hurt you. I just thought you might be hungry. Here, want to eat?” I set the dish down on the ground in front of me.
The cat backs away further, but watches me curiously. Its left ear is tipped, which means it’s a stray. Who knows if anyone’s been feeding it? It probably has to hunt mice for itself.
I take a few steps back from the dish, to give it space, and crouch down. “Here, kitty,” I call gently. “Come eat.”
Slowly, cautiously, it creeps over, and sniffs the food. Then takes a tentative bite. I grin. It starts eating quickly, glancing up at me between bites.
“You’re a pretty kitty,” I say, but it jerks away at the sound of my voice. “Sorry,” I murmur, and fall silent. After a moment, it steps back toward the dish, and resumes eating.
I try again, inn a softer voice than before. “Are you a witch’s cat?” They say it’s bad luck when a black cat crosses your path, but how could a sweet kitty be anything but good luck? Poor kitty, everyone thinking they’re bad luck. Do other cats think that too? I don’t know how superstitious cats are. “Does no one want to be your friend?” The cat looks up at me at that.
I reach out gingerly, and stroke the cat’s back. It recoils slightly, but doesn’t leave.
“You’re soft,” I say. Not as soft as some housecats I’ve met. One of Grandma’s friends has this cat with the longest, prettiest, silkiest fur. But still. “How about I call you Velvet?”
The cat gives me a quizzical look.
“Yes, Velvet suits you. Your fur could use some grooming, though.” I stroke him some more. (Him? Her? It seems wrong to keep calling them “it”.) “Would you like to be my cat?” I’ve always wanted a cat. Or a pet beaver. Or dragon. But those last two are out of the question.
No response. The cat doesn’t seem to love me petting it, but doesn’t seem to mind them, either.
“I think you’d be a wonderful pet,” I say. “What do you think?”

Nov 2 daily - letter to future self
540 words
Dear future self,
This is my second attempt at this letter. The first attempt turned into a sort of brainstorming session, and then I went on several more random tangents. It wasn’t the sort of thing I’d want to post, and I want the 200 extra points for proof, so I thought I’d redo.
The first attempt wasn’t really about you, anyway. It was just random thoughts, vaguely on-topic. Written more for current me’s (past you’s) sake than yours.
I don’t know when exactly you’ll be reading this, but I’m assuming sometime in late November. How was the session? I hope you had fun.
I hope you reached your word goal. I hope you made friends, or at least friendly acquaintances. I hope you did at least ten or so dailies, and at least one weekly. I hope you won at least a couple of word wars. I hope you grew as a writer, or something. I hope you worked on one or ideally both of those fanfics, and maybe also that original story too.
I hope you were dedicated and active, and had a good time.
What’s up with me?
Hmm.
It is 10:47 PM on November 1 in my timezone. Soon the clocks will change because Daylight Savings Time. I do not like the time change, as I’m sure you know, since you’re not that far from the future. Less than a month in the future, probably.
I am sitting under my loft bed. I am wearing my cape, the blue one with the cat-ear hood, the black Paris cats shirt, the swishy black skirt with the handkerchief hem, and purple tights. My lips are slightly chapped, and my hands are dry. I’ve put on chapstick and lotion I don’t know how many times today. The weather abruptly turned cold a few days (weeks?) ago, and I am not thrilled.
I think there is a cat in my loft bed right now. Chase or Trina; I’m not sure which. I haven’t checked.
I suppose I should go back to talking about SWC. I should have a lot to say about SWC, and I usually do, but maybe I’m tired from writing the 1k intro. That was a lot of rambling.
I was supposed to be writing this draft nicely. Have you gotten better at staying on-topic and making polished pieces, instead of going on pointless tangents? I hope so. Not that I don’t like writing tangent-filled trains of thought sometimes, but it’s important to be able to stay on topic when I mean to.
It is November 2 in UTC, and the first weekly is out. I should try to do it. I hope you did it. You know whether I’ll complete it or not. But don’t tell me; I don’t want spoilers.
I did the first daily, and now I am doing the second. I hope I can close to keep this up. How many dailies did you do? Don’t answer that; no spoilers, no spoilers. I’ll know when I’m you. I’ll be you eventually. In only a month or so, I will be you.
Wish me luck. I hope you have done well. Make me proud.
You truly,
Kit (November 1, 11:00 CDT, 2023)

Nov 1 daily - introduction
1078 words
The short version: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/34040524/comments/#comments-239185000
Hey! I’m Kit, pronouns she/her, and as I do most sessions, I am attempting the one thousand word intro challenge, so expect this to be very rambly and tangent-filled. I participated in what I think was the first ever one thousand word intro challenge, in November 2021. (Maybe it was a thing before that, I’m not sure; but from what I remember it seemed to be a new thing someone suggested that session.) November 2021 was my first time in SWC. I was a camper in Adventure, and it was absolutely epic. I’ve participated in every session since then - as a Fan-Fi camper in March 2022; a Thriller co-leader in July 2022; a Real-Fi camper in November 2022; a Thriller camper in March 2023; and a Hi-Fi camper in July 2023. This session marks my 2-year SWC anniversary, and I’m a camper in Fairy Tales.
I like writing, obviously, although I haven’t actually been writing that much fiction lately. Mostly I just write random thoughts, informal essays on random topics, stuff like that, and what little fiction I have written recently has mostly been fanfiction. I should end up doing a lot more creative writing this month, of course.
I also love reading (another real unusual hobby for SWCers, I know), and have too many favorite books to list. But I’m going to list some anyway! There’s Theodosia and the Serpents of Chaos, the first of a middle grade fantasy series by R. L. LaFevers that led to a special interest in ancient Egypt several years ago. And The Lost Girl by Anne Ursu, an author I can never recommend enough, another middle grade fantasy novel that, like much of Ursu’s work, is practically perfect in every way. And Nimona by ND Stevenson, a sci-fi fantasy graphic novel that I would describe only if I started describing it I’d probably never stop.
Speaking of ND Stevenson, I’m currently hyperfixating on the show She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. I will talk about it for ages if you’ll let me. You know how I mentioned writing some fanfiction? It’s all been She-Ra fanfiction. Because this show is like 50% of everything I think about right now.
My other favorite shows include Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts, Dead End: Paranormal Park (season three was tragically cancelled), The Owl House (also tragically cut short), Hilda, Bluey, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
I am an active editor on Fandom Wiki, particularly She-Ra wiki. I mostly do proofreading (I am good at proofreading, and honestly quite enjoy it), fact-checking, organizing, and adding random trivia facts I stumbled upon.
As well as just being obviously quite the fangirl (my other fandoms include Percy Jackson - I’ve only read the original series and Heroes of Olympus, and haven’t finished Trials of Apollo yet; Encanto; and the podcast Welcome To Night Vale), I also do find media analysis very interesting, and have wasted a lot of time reading through TV Tropes.
I like drawing, and making comics. It’s mostly been fanart lately, because that’s most of what I get randomly inspired to draw. I also do some coding - that is what I joined Scratch for, although not really why I’ve stuck around. (Why I’m still active probably has more to do with SWC than anything else.)
Cats are my favorite animal. My family currently has four cats, which is kind of too many, but we didn’t have much choice. Three of our cats are siblings, and we’ve had them since I was like two years old. The fourth we adopted less than a year ago. Again, it’s kind of too many cats, but we had to take Milo in - his old owners’ house got condemned, but after they had left he was still hanging around it, and long story short, he ended up adopting us to the point that we just had to keep him.
And now after listing some of my favorite things, it’s the almost inevitable part in my one thousand word intro attempt where I’m just trying to think what else there is to say about me. So expect a lot of random facts to follow. Not that this wasn’t already full of non sequiturs. I should probably edit it to make it make more sense, but I also probably won’t.
I am autistic, and I care a lot about autism advocacy and acceptance so I likely will go on about it if asked. And I am very queer, as in LGBTQ but also as in weird. Not that most SWCers are exactly normal.
I have two younger sisters, ages 10 and not quite 6. The ten-year-old is in SWC too - she’s Ayla (@FairyAyla). The five-year-old obviously is not. (She does have a Scratch account too, technically, but she can’t comment or share stuff with it, which is probably for the best.)
I play a bit of D&D, although I’ve only done like 3 sessions so far, and we haven’t done one in a while. My character is a chaotic good halfling barbarian, who wears a pink tunic and carries around a warhammer bigger than her head. Because that’s just one of my favorite character types. Teen girl who is short, pink, and violent. (Glimmer from She-Ra, Nimona… love them.)
This still isn’t one thousand words. Which is not something worth writing for the sake of you, whoever is reading this, but is worth writing for the sake of getting six more words. Actually, it’s probably not, but whatever.
Did I mention favorite movies yet? As I said, I like Encanto. My other favorites include Frozen (but not Frozen 2) and Song of the Sea. Song of the Sea is such a pretty movie. It’s a very good movie, and the animation is just beautiful.
I am not really in the habit of writing things for other people to read. I’ve gotten used to just writing random thoughts purely for my own sake, random thoughts no one will ever see that I will just post on my private random writing dump blog. It doesn’t help that I’m trying to write one thousand words about myself here, which involves being very rambly and I can’t be bothered to edit it. Hopefully everything else I write for dailies this session will be rather more polished, but I guess we’ll see.
Anyway, that’s over 1k words now, so… I guess that’s that. If you actually read all of this, then here, have a mango.