Journalism Class - Thursday, September 8

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

There is a note taped to the door of the Classroom.

"Assistant.

At 2 am when I went to catch a shower, I received a singularly rude awakening by an invasive tentacle. Being somewhat choosy about these things, I've taken a flamethrower and gone to the basement to make my displeasure known.

Take attendance. Turn on the feeds - they're voice activated and currently only respond to you, me and the principal. Make 'em pick a topic, choose sides and argue about it - the more emotional the better. Class can end as soon as one side capitulates or the minute violence breaks out - whichever comes first.

First person to resort to physical violence, however provoked, gets detention. Use your discretion as to whether or not the provokee deserves detention as well. I'll sign the slip when I get back.

If an article doesn't appear in my journal by midnight tonight, write an obituary and send it to Royce at the City Editor's Desk at the Word. All the information is on my personal laptop and the password is taped to the back of the door into my quarters. The system will let you in.

... and find out where the hell my interns are. I could have used someone to carry the damn flamethrower.

P.S. And if you aren't supposed to be in class today, find an intern and make them do it. You'll still have to turn on the feeds, though."

Comments

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*walks in and slumps in a seat, looking remarkably worse for wear*

[caroline-todd.livejournal.com]

Walks in slouching so as not to wear the hang-over hat that would mean she threw up everywhere. Sliding into a chair near the back of the class she puts her laptop in front of her and rests her head on it, watching the door.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*grins at her* Hows it goin?

[macanaut.livejournal.com]

Mac walks in quickly, and grabs a seat in the back. At least she was early today.

[caroline-todd.livejournal.com]

Caroline looks over and notices Mac
Hey, you sleep well last night?

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*sits at back of class and starts to play computer games on her laptop*

This is 101 isn't it?

[caroline-todd.livejournal.com]

Caroline rolls her head, still resting on her laptop, in the the4thsister's direction.
I think it's everyone. I'm 201.
Caro. Line. I'm Caroline.
I don't think we've met. *smiles*

[chasingangela]

*slumps in clutching coffee desperately*

I'm here for 301 ... can we just sit anywhere?

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Hey if I'm in the wrong class do you reckon I'll get extra credit?

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*waves weakly*
hey red... hows yer head?

[smallfry-.livejournal.com]

*peers round the door*

Well, this looks like the right place...

*with a slightly puzzled air, consults slightly crumpled class schedule, which has brightly coloured boxes on it and just the faintest trace of glitter.*

*Chooses a seat in the back row and sits down, arranging stripy notebook and multicoloured array of pens and pencils relatively neatly on the desk. Takes time in choosing a bright pink writing implement, with a fluffy bits at the end of it. Starts taking notes - alternately scribbling and tapping pen on teeth, making faces whenever some of the fluff comes off*

[chasingangela]

*whispers*

I like your pen.

[mycanonhatesme]

*comes in and takes a seat right up at the front*

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

*plops down next to you*

Did you make it to that party last night that everyone's talking about?

[the-envious-sin.livejournal.com]

*comes in and sits down on his seat* *yawns and mutters to himself: "hmm, last night was fun~"*

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*waves in his direction weakly, head on desk*

[thehurleyabides.livejournal.com]

*peers at all his hungover, red eyes classmates*

Dude, I hate when I fall asleep early. Miss all the good parties.

[caroline-todd.livejournal.com]

*throws kamikaze style mini paper airplane at Hurley with an 'H' and waits for him to turn around.*

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe comes in and sits at Spider's desk, taking roll. She looks a little pale and a bit shell-shocked. She also looks like she hasn't been to sleep yet.

She smiles at Jayne and then goes back to taking roll.

[the-envious-sin.livejournal.com]

*wonders where al the other people are*
*shrugs and eats red stones*

[caroline-todd.livejournal.com]

What do they taste like? Caroline asks. Hoping she isn't being as annoying as she's used to being.

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Spider Jerusalem appears in the doorway, a somewhat singed flamethrower over one shoulder and a giant, flambee'd tentacle on a spear. Said tentacle appears to have several bitemarks taken out of it and he's chewing on something. Spider himself is a bit singed and bruised, and one of the legs of his pants are missing, revealing yet more tattoos on his lower leg.

"Assistant? Take a memo. The thing in the basement and I have declared a truce. There's sushi at my place if you need lunch... and I'm going to bed."

[caroline-todd.livejournal.com]

Ah, Sleep well Sir... *Caroline says quietly, not meaning to be heard, as she notices the tentacle. *

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Walking in, Alex heads over to take a seat somewhere among the crowd. Noticing the large amount of apparently over-partied people, he smirks faintly.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory tiptoes in and gingerly takes a seat, hoping her tardiness hasn't been noticed.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Shuffling in after her, Jake rubs his nose and sits down next to her, eyes changing to blue. "Was that the teacher disappearing down the hallway with the huge ass flamethrower? Does that mean class is cancelled?"

[teen-twin.livejournal.com]

Connor walks in to the room and takes a seat.

He scans the room, amused at the obviously hung over crowd.

He's just glad he didn't have to get up at the butt crack of dawn, like yesterday and tomorrow when his first class is at 8:00.