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fandomhigh2008-09-18 11:15 pm
tyler_gone) wrote in fandomhigh2008-09-18 11:15 pm
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Chemistry, Friday, Period 1
The first unusual thing chemistry students would notice this morning was a scrawled sign on their classroom door, ordering them to the Danger Shop.
When they got to the Danger Shop, they'd see it had been made to look like their classroom, but with more and shinier containers of chemicals and better safety equipment. They also, seemingly, had two teachers, if the man standing beside Professor Durden was anything to go by.
The new teacher was a flashier dresser and seemed to be the spokesman; Professor Durden stood back, looking vaguely ashamed.
"Hey," Tyler, the real Tyler no matter what anyone said, greeted with a flash of his smile. "Welcome to chemistry. I'm an old pal of your professor, here, in town with the rest of your new neighboring island." Professor Durden glared at him. "We're very close," Tyler continued, undaunted.
"I see you were supposed to do something with" -- he glanced at the lecture notes, then at his other half, in mingled confusion and amusement -- "cabbage juice, seriously?"
Professor Durden muttered something about it being educational. Tyler rolled his eyes. "Right. Educational cabbage juice. Next week, maybe it'll be Brussels sprouts. But it doesn't matter, because that's not what we're doing." He pulled out copies of a thick book and started passing them out. "That's the Anarchist's Cookbook. It's a bible. Your assignment for the day is to pick something from that book and do it in class. We're in the Danger Shop, because your teacher is a wuss and won't let you guys even try to blow yourselves up. Have fun; we'll answer questions if you have them."
Professor Durden finally spoke, there. "Don't be stupid."
[OOC: Everything is OK to broadcast.]
When they got to the Danger Shop, they'd see it had been made to look like their classroom, but with more and shinier containers of chemicals and better safety equipment. They also, seemingly, had two teachers, if the man standing beside Professor Durden was anything to go by.
The new teacher was a flashier dresser and seemed to be the spokesman; Professor Durden stood back, looking vaguely ashamed.
"Hey," Tyler, the real Tyler no matter what anyone said, greeted with a flash of his smile. "Welcome to chemistry. I'm an old pal of your professor, here, in town with the rest of your new neighboring island." Professor Durden glared at him. "We're very close," Tyler continued, undaunted.
"I see you were supposed to do something with" -- he glanced at the lecture notes, then at his other half, in mingled confusion and amusement -- "cabbage juice, seriously?"
Professor Durden muttered something about it being educational. Tyler rolled his eyes. "Right. Educational cabbage juice. Next week, maybe it'll be Brussels sprouts. But it doesn't matter, because that's not what we're doing." He pulled out copies of a thick book and started passing them out. "That's the Anarchist's Cookbook. It's a bible. Your assignment for the day is to pick something from that book and do it in class. We're in the Danger Shop, because your teacher is a wuss and won't let you guys even try to blow yourselves up. Have fun; we'll answer questions if you have them."
Professor Durden finally spoke, there. "Don't be stupid."
[OOC: Everything is OK to broadcast.]
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