Journalism Class - Friday December 16
Friday, December 16th, 2005 07:06 amThe classroom has been forcibly dragged back into a more normal appearance, and Spider is sprawled behind the desk, feet on the top, grinning like a fiend. There is no sign of the Santa hat.
"Good news, my delightful children. Tonight your final projects are due... and I'm perfectly sober, unfortunately, so they really are due tonight. This is more in the way of good news for me, naturally, so I'll understand if you're not overjoyed."
Still grinning, he rises to his feet. "The Journalism classroom will be open all day for those who need to work on their project and food and drink of a festive nature will be provided." The grin broadens. "I have received parole, of a sort, and will be leaving Fandom High the very instant that classes are over. It's not that I haven't enjoyed my time here... the zombies, the incident where I thought I was the Smiler, being rolled by Rover, the paperwork...."
The grin was slipping. "I hate it here!"
There came a brief pause as the cat appears, dragging a much mauled Santa hat with a look of triumph and Spider scowls down at it. "At any rate, the place will be stocked with all sorts of fun stuff to eat and drink. Enjoy and get your damn projects done before the deadline."
((OOC: As those of you who are familiar with Spider will realize, the 'I hate it here' means that he actually enjoys it here and is now going to be crabby over leaving - complete with a variety of excuses as to why he's glad he gets to go.
"Good news, my delightful children. Tonight your final projects are due... and I'm perfectly sober, unfortunately, so they really are due tonight. This is more in the way of good news for me, naturally, so I'll understand if you're not overjoyed."
Still grinning, he rises to his feet. "The Journalism classroom will be open all day for those who need to work on their project and food and drink of a festive nature will be provided." The grin broadens. "I have received parole, of a sort, and will be leaving Fandom High the very instant that classes are over. It's not that I haven't enjoyed my time here... the zombies, the incident where I thought I was the Smiler, being rolled by Rover, the paperwork...."
The grin was slipping. "I hate it here!"
There came a brief pause as the cat appears, dragging a much mauled Santa hat with a look of triumph and Spider scowls down at it. "At any rate, the place will be stocked with all sorts of fun stuff to eat and drink. Enjoy and get your damn projects done before the deadline."
((OOC: As those of you who are familiar with Spider will realize, the 'I hate it here' means that he actually enjoys it here and is now going to be crabby over leaving - complete with a variety of excuses as to why he's glad he gets to go.