FH Library, Thursday Morning

[chasingangela]

Angela spent most of the day idly humming to herself and straightening the library shelves, pulling down books that looked interesting to savor long passages.

She barely noticed the cereal that crunched under her shoes occasionally.

The library is open, but you might need to look harder than normal to find an aide.

[OOC: Summer=no OCD. I'll be out for a few hours around lunch, but I should be in for SP by 2 p.m. or so.]

Screen Acting, Thursday Afternoon

[actingreaper]

Daisy was once again semi-lounging against the teacher's desk at the front of the room, though the pile of equipment behind her had grown.

"Right. So we've done a bit of the acting thing, but I'm not just asking you to act for your final project. I want you to film things, too. So lets practice that, today."

She nodded to the mass of equipment behind her. "Here we have the basic ingredients for getting interesting shots with a movie camera. Those would be," she ticked the items off on her fingers, "the camera. You point this end," she pointed to the lens "at whatever you're filming. Boom mike, which you hold over the head of your actor and try not to get into the shot with the camera. Gels, which are the little plastic sheets you put over lights in order to make them lots of pretty colors, filters, which you put over the lens to get . . . well, much the same affect as with a gel, and, of course lights. Because even the sun is sometimes not bright enough when you start working with the cheap film you can afford when you're not Steven Spielberg. Who's a hack, by the way."

She stepped away from the desk. "Your assignment for today, and the rest of the week, is to capture something that you think might work in your movie on film. It could be a scene you're planning, it could be that red and blue guy bouncing around in the park. I don't really care. Pay attention to your camera shots. Do you want a steady, fixed master shot? Or something more akin to home movies? If it's the latter, have a damned good reason for making your audience motion sick. Do you want a close up? A long shot? Pay attention to everything in the shot, as all of it can be used to tell your story. Do you want a candid shot for the ‘reality TV' affect?" she grimaced, "or a planned scene? Perhaps you want to prank someone and get it on film. I don't care. Have a ball, and we'll take a look at what you've got next week."

[ooc: and now in the right place. yeesh.]

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Monologuing, etc. Workshop #3, Thursday morning

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova's sitting on top of a picnic table with her elbows on her knees, and the first person to so much as mention the Pink Ladies is going to find themselves in detention faster that Rizzo pounced Kenickie.

"I hope you all enjoyed last week's bit of fun with insults. We're going to move on to a related topic today. As we all know, whether from personal experience or late-night movie marathons, the Bad Guy," this said with a suitably villainous waggle of her eyebrows, "Is rather fond of monologuing at Good Guy - that, hopefully, will be you - often revealing their dastardly plan to carve 'you got punk'd' into Australia with a moon laser. And, of course, insulting you. But because your Bad Guy won't have had the superb training that I have given you, their insults will lack the necessary biting flair.

"This is your opportunity to throw their words back in their face. Charlie," she nodded to Kawalsky, "Got a little taste of this last week when he tried to insult my hockey-playing prowess. I continued the hockey theme and questioned his sexuality a bit. But one of my favourite comebacks was," she shrugged, "Unfortunately uttered by one of my least favourite people. He may be a snake, but he is a witty snake. Garibaldi threatened to use his head as a pinata, but he simply turned, smiled, and said "A pinata? Ah, so you think of me as full of candy and laughter for small children.""

Ivanova hopped off the picnic bench and started pacing. It seemed a compulsion with her. She could never stay still for too long. "You see, the most effective comebacks are the ones that leave your opponent, for lack of a better word, blinking and speechless. Not your garden variety 'your mom' retorts. Those are probably just going to get you laughed at. Your literature teachers, if you ever had any, would have taught you about the importance of motifs and themes in great and boring works of literary pretentiousness. They are no less important here. Continuing the theme makes your comeback more effective, even if it makes it harder on your part. You have to think on your feet and suit your words to the occasion.

"So, speaking of 'your mom' jokes, pair up again. Hopefully different pairs than last week. I want your worst, lamest insult and your partner hopefully comes up with a witty riposte. Marks for creativity. I'll be around to practice on. Go to, go to."

[[OCD a-hoy away! As to why this up later than it should be . . . margaritas are yummy?]]

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Constant Vigilance #3: Friday the 28th, Morning. A Classroom.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Circle of chairs and the wooden desk, as usual. The holo-projector remains on the desk, in all it's strangely cobbled together glory. Once everyone has taken their seats, the Doctor clears his throat.

"We'll start with a bit of a fun activity, what I asked you to prepare for. Going around the room, give me your historical event, and I'll give you the details of how I was involved, as I most likely was, on some level. There's some oranges in it for people who are particularly clever, so I hope you properly thought this out. Let's begin, shall we?"

After the activity, the Doctor was standing and fiddling with the holoprojector controls.

( Evil Robots and Cyborgs! )

After answering any questions the class had on that subject, he smiled. "Now I want you to pair up and discuss what you think is proper ethics when creating and dealing with robots and artificial intelligences. Talk about Cybermen and Daleks, if you like. There's a packet of other types of robots, cyborgs, and etcetera. Feel free to grab one and discuss those, too. Group yourselves, this week if there's an odd person out, form a trio or come and talk with me. Assignment for next week is very simple. Bring back the name of a creature you want to know more about. I'll personally respond to each of those. Not during class time, but I'll write up some info for everyone. Got it? Good. Now go and have a little fun with your partners, eh?"

[ooc: Up early as I might end up sleeping in tommorow. Wait for OCD. Up and ready to go!]

Wilderness Survival Redux - Week 3 | Thursday Morning, A Clearing in the Woods

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto had two lock boxes today, rather than just one. "Shoes in the first box, clothes in the second, everything except your underwear." The expression on her face suggested that anyone who objected would lose the underwear too.

( What do you mean naked? )

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up!]
[Workshop Info]

Flight and Flying [Friday morning, Flight Club shed]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

The flight simulator had been reconfigured again--this time to something that should seem a bit more familiar to Earth-based students: The F-16 Flying Falcon.

Anakin clasped his hands behind his back and began speaking when the students had assembled in front of him. "This is one of the aircraft used by the militaries of this world," he began. "It's good in air-to-air combat as well as air-to-surface attack, can go more than 850 kilometers before it needs to be refueled and can withstand up to nine G's--pretty high tech for this world's standards."

He opened the simulator door and gestured to the controls. "As you can see, it's configured differently than the systems we've been using in the last few weeks, but the joystick and the trigger button are located in the same place. The F-16 just isn't as sensitive as the starfighter--you'll have to yank harder at the joystick to get the same reaction."

He was completely oblivious to any kind of innuendo that might've been found in that statement. "You'll also be dealing with the Earth's gravity, so turns won't be as fast, and if you make the plane go up too quickly, the machine's been equipped to simulate G forces, so you might pass out. That's not exactly what I had in mind for today, so please, um, don't do that."

[OOC: SP from me until around noon PDT...]