Tremble Foolish Mortals: The Gods and You , Class Six [Period 5, Thursday]

[sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com]

Once again the class was meeting in the Danger Shop, which was set up to look like the kind of television studio boardroom you'd find all over Los Angeles. Ares looked especially sulky today.

"My half brother Hercules," he said. "Was a schulb. Half-god, half-mortal, and just because he had one of those strength of twenty men deals going on, thought he was better than both. The he gets picture deals, he gets television shows, I mean, a guy can't watch Aeon in peace anymore without coming across the schmuck."

"So today I'm not going to talk about Hercules," he touched a control, causing holograms of several different people to appear. "Since these television writers apparently know more about members of my family than I do, they're going to talk about Hercules."

He waved at the students. "Go on you little hellbeasts, have fun."

[ooc: OCD threads coming up. People who volunteered to help run Hercules staffers can find icons here]

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Re: Interrogate the Holographic Hercules Staffers - TGaY [Class Six]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Melissa whipped out a stick of TNT pencil. Really, just an innocuous, normal little pencil. Nothing dipped in anything else. "Can I floss your teeth while we're here, Rob?"

Re: Interrogate the Holographic Hercules Staffers - TGaY [Class Six]

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Rob turned, looked at the pencil, then waved her away. The flailing of his hand might have sent the pencil flying out of her hand and away out of reach if his accidental aim was spot on. "Something I can eat! Like...I don't know, steak or lobster or a baguette with cream cheese and pickles."

Re: Interrogate the Holographic Hercules Staffers - TGaY [Class Six]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Melissa's pout was the pout of a CareBear without cuddles. Then she smiled even *more* brightly. "Okay then! You stay right here Rob, I'll get that for you!"

Melissa was back momentarily, humming away, chopping up pickles. And peppers. And oh, look, poisonous mushrooms. "I'll just make you a little snack! One more minute!"