Archery Workshop #3, 6/6, Danger Shop, Afternoon

[deadly_little]

( Intermediate Archery: Actual Arrows )

(no subject)

[http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/]

Hellu cheeldree! I gut in a breekffest muud thees murneeng su ve're-a hefeeng breekffest tudey. Injuy!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Puncekes

-Veffffles

-Becun

-Soosege-a

-Scrembled Iggs

Writing Workshop - 6/6 - Journalism Classroom - Tuesday Morning

[mycanonhatesme]

Chloe was on her laptop when everyone started coming into the classroom, checking various news sources for 6/6/06 madness. Once everyone had arrived, she finally set the laptop aside.

( Week 3: News Stories )

First Aid, Class 3, 6/6/06

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot waves to the students as they come in.

"Okay, if you absolutely cannot stand the sight of blood, even fake blood ... you are seriously in the wrong class today. But if you think seeing realistic wounds will make you faint, sit through the lecture, then take some handouts and go into the hall. I'll be out after my lecture and we can figure out some alternative activities. And if you don't go now and do faint, your classmates get to practice their first response techniques on you. Got it?"

She waits to see if anyone will file out before she goes on.

"So. Wounds. Blah blah blah, circulatory system, pumps blood through the body, take a handout."

( She goes on. )

[OOC: Wait for OCD is up. I may be on SP until this evening. Mod the Danger Shopees/patients as you wish.]

Documentaries 101 (Workshop #3) - Library, Tuesday Morning

[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

A note on the door of the A/V room directed students to the library. And despite being in the library - a place which terrified Jay, meaning he was sitting very still at a safe distance from anything resembling a book - Silent Bob had scrounged up a flipchart. Today the word of the day appeared to be 'SOURCES'.

He waited until the class arrived before writing anything else, smiling and nodding at each girl in turn. Seeing cameras in hand, he pointed with a quizzical expression on his face, wondering if everything was going alright outside of the workshop. Mini-update received, he turned back to his board, pointing at the word 'SOURCES' again before writing underneath it in a branching web,

- historical footage
- interviews
- statistics
- research

He drew some emphatic lines away from each of these before turning back to the girls with an expectant look on his face. Their turn to do some of the thinking.

Finally, he set them free in the library to do their research, with one slightly frantic gesture in the general direction of Special Collections.

EDIT: But before letting them go, he wrote up on the board, 'Mock interviews next workshop - prepare at least five questions to ask us'.

[[*facepalm* This is what I get for posting before I wake up. Yes, totally have homework. That was there the whole time.]]

Scoobying Workshop #3, Afternoon 6/6/2006 (Main Campfire)

[soldtoarmenians]

[Roster]

There's a table out by the unlit campfire again, however this time it contains not healthy snacks, but an array of familiar white boxes from Jeff, God of Biscuits. Not doughnuts, though, as the open boxes (with a curious ferret seated next to them sniffing...curiously) illustrate.

Pies. Cream pies.

Xander grins as he holds one up. "So today we're gonna talk about another valuable position on the team that doesn't get a lot of attention in the pre-title credits -- the ( comic relief. )

[OCD threads up, play away!]

Campfire Stories & Songs #3, 06/06/06, Main Campfire, Evening

[wyld-stallyn.livejournal.com]

( Roster )

"Evening, dudes!" Ted greeted cheerily. There was a feast of marshmallows, smores and various other junk food, as well as some grilled fish on the fire. It was nearly ready. "Seeing as though today's 06/06/06, the most non-triumphant number ever and Satan's personal favorite, I'm not gonna tell you a scary story. If you want one of those, watch Jerry Springer, dudes. Those are some scary people. Instead, I'm gonna tell you a fairy tale!"

( Rapunzel: Fandom Style )

[OOC: Story this time is weeeeak. Inspiration, where are you?]