The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 4)

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Now that you've mastered the art of the clever escape, it's time to master the speedy one."

( The Better Part of Valour )

Sexual Education [08/03] - Thursday Afternoon

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"It's too hot to do anything," Becky whined when her class came out to meet that day. They might have noticed she was dressed differently than usual - her leathers had been replaced by a miniskirt and halter top, though her jewelry was still there, and her hair was up for a change. "So instead, boys and girls, we're going to do a Q&A. Ask me anything you'd like as long as it somehow relates to the class, and I'll answer it as best I can, 'kay?"

[Apologies for the lame class, but seriously, ask her whatever you'd like. She'll be honest. I just have a headache and lack inspiration today. :) SP from me until about 2 or 3 EDT]

FH Library, Thursday

[chasingangela]

Angela believed it was very important she familiarize herself with the contents of the library before any new librarian was hired.

For example, she hadn't spent much time in the A/V room during the school year. And the second season of Vanessa Saturn had just come in on DVD, and Angela really wanted to find out who sank the yacht for the class trip.

So until someone came in to interrupt, Angela was watching a teen-chick-detective marathon on the computer at the counter.

[OOC: Summer = no OCD. SP from me after 12:30 p.m. EDT, gone entirely after 9 p.m.]

Lunch- Thursday

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

Guud murneeng stoodents! Zee soommer is elmust oofer. Surt ooff depresseeng...boot let us nut dvell oon it! Teeme-a fur loonch!

Tudey's Menoo:

-Peezza

-Cheese-a Fries

-Seled

-Ceke

Monologuing, etc . . .

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

. . . is here.

Newsletter Staff Meeting, Journalism Room [late afternoon]

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory sat in the journalism classroom, fanning herself and working on her column for the week.

[OMG I SUCK. Apologies for the late meeting, omg.]

Flight and Flying [Friday morning]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin was leaning against the reconfigured flight simulator when the flight students arrived.

( Oooh, Battle of Naboo! )

He put his hands together in front of him. "When you successfully complete the exercise, you get a donut to make up for the ugly one you've just removed from the sky." He gave them all a slightly strained smile "I've heard from home. You might remember that last semester the flight workshop students got to come back with me to Coruscant. I've heard from the Jedi Council and they're open to having you come and visit as well."

He turned even more serious. "Of course, I'm not going to bring you all to a new planet and have you blow up because you weren't paying attention, so this week--and next, which will be an actual flying experience--I'm going to be watching your technique to see if you're ready to fly an actual starfighter."

He waved them towards the simulator. "So impress me, all right?"

[OOC: Up early for work-ness in the morning that will keep me mostly AFK until 2PDT or so Here!]

Constant Vigilance #4: Friday the 3rd, Morning. Serenity Cove.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Today, the class meets on the beach, to accomadate the student who has a bit of an aquatic problem at the moment. The Doctor set out beach blanket and towels, and has hauled the holoprojector out on a cart.

"Pass forward your requests I asked for, thank you. As I let you know, we're switching things around a bit. Vampires and werewolves will be at a later date. Today is simply 'Close Encounters of the Unattractive Kind'. Now, please remember, that it's not so much that I find these species particularly unpleasant, it's just we might as well show some of the more unsavory aliens out in the world. Of course, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that. I'll be taking questions today, but no lecturing today. It's called close encounters for a reason. You'll be talking to the projections, trying to gather what you can from them. Ask them whatever. Remember they can't actually hurt you, but please only antagonize them if you're being terribly clever about it. There is no assignment for next week. Time for you all to put on your 'first contact' thinking caps. The projector will be sending out three different aliens. Talk to at least one, please."

The Doctor smiled, then turned on the projector. Three forms appeared...

[ooc: OCD is up. Have at me!]

Wilderness Survival Redux - Week 4 | Thursday Morning, A Clearing in the Woods

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

The clearing was set up with a number of targets down one end and a table with a number of weapons laid out on it down the other.

"Since take-out stores don't grow on trees, it's likely that stranded in the wild, you'll need to catch your own food," Callisto said. "This is a selection of the kind of weapons to might be able to make and use to accomplish that."

After giving a brief demonstration of each weapon, Callisto continued. "I want you to spend the rest of the class examining these and yes, you can try them out. But do anything stupid, anything at all, and not only will you be spending the rest of the term in detention, you'll wish I'd used these on you."


[ooc: OCD threads coming are up.]
[Workshop Information]