Kappa Kappa Gremlin Meeting, Wednesday 6.00pm

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Seely was hiding under the desk.

There was, however, pizza on top of the desk.

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Dance, fifth period, Thursday

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Nadia was wearing a particularly flowy skirt for dance class that day, and smiled as the students entered the class room. Once everyone had gathered, she got right to the point.

( Shall we dance? )

[ooc: OCD is a-coming We are OOCed and ready to go. Czech language comes from InterTran and my own limited knowledge of the language. Videos are all YouTube and without questionable content, and credit for finding that last one goes to sogothcally.]

Ethics [Thursday, October 12, 6th period]

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The door to the Ethics classroom rocked back on its hinges as per usual, but instead of a cloaked Sith Lord, a small ball hovered its way into the room.

It was black. It was shiny. It was incredibly menacing.

It surveyed the class for a long, quiet moment before Vader entered the room.

"This is an interrogation droid," he snarled, even angrier than most days. "There are times when asking politely for information accomplishes nothing."

It was very clear that the interrogation droid had no capacity for talking, though. It was an extremely advanced instrument of torture.

His gaze swept the students gathered in front of him, pausing for a moment on Rory before resting on Jamie. The only sound in the classroom was the whirring of mechanics from the droid and Vader's breathing.

"Today, we will conduct an experiment," Vader said, still staring at Jamie. "Half of you will be Rebel traitors who possess information about the location of your secret base." Those students received a slip of paper on their desks. "The other half of you are Imperial guards trying to obtain this information from your prisoner. I, personally, do not care what form your...questioning takes, but you cannot use actual physical violence."

There was a long pause. "In this particular exercise. In a real interrogation, it works very, very well. If you reach a stalemate in your negotiations, you may talk with your partner about how far you would be willing to go if the school would allow you to use physical violence, or if you had more time to get the prisoner to become...more pliable. Sleep deprivation also works very well."

He waved a gloved hand at the students. "Begin." He stared down at Jamie. "I have some questions for you, Mister Madrox."

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The Philosophy of Values: Class #6 - Period 3 - 10/12

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As the students come through the door they are greeted with fresh hot cider, tea and pastries. They are also greeted with test sheets and the promised Blue Books.

“All right, you have the whole class period to work on your test. Please turn it in as soon as you are finished and you may go. No talking, no passing notes, you know the drill. Homework is to read Shakespeare’s “Othello” and be ready to discuss in class next week. Good luck on your tests.”

( The Test )

[ooc: Please wait for Now your favorite and mine, OCD threads are up!]

Science! (Thursday, 7th Period)

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Ms Frizzle waited for her class and Ellie's astronomy class on the front steps of the school. The bus waited patiently behind her, looking suspiciously like a very normal school bus. Ms Frizzle, as usual, looked nothing like a normal science teacher. Moons and planets adorned today's dress, with dangling Saturns for earrings. Her hairstyle was different today, though. Curling buns on either side of her head. When everyone had arrived, she bounced in place before throwing out her arms.

"Good afternoon, everyone! Class, I'd like you to welcome Ms Arroway's astronomy class, who will be joining us for today's field trip! Last class we were talking about the water cycle on the planet Earth. I think it's time we expanded our focus a bit." A worrying smile that should be getting familiar to her students spread across her face and her eyes lit up. "Everyone to the bus!"

[[Don't ask about the kind of day I've had. Just . . . don't ask. OCD coming up. Play away!]]

Library [10/12]

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Rory hurried into the library with her coffee, laptop, and an armload of reading material as per usual

War Theory, Thursday, 4th Period

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Students approaching the usual classroom for war theory would have found the following note:

Professor Harrington regrets that she cannot be here for class today. She asks that you all hold your questions concerning the Declaration, and be prepared to discuss them next Thursday.

Students with any questions or concerns should contact her to set up an office hours appointment.

Regards,
J. MacGuiness


[Long story short, I wrote the lecture last night and then left it at home. There wasn't much to it, but I came in to work today to find an incredibly boring overwhelming project awaiting me, so I haven't had time to rewrite it. My apologies. To make up for this, we'll be rolling any discussions concerning Vietnam into those concerning the Cold War, etc. Leave Honor a voicemail if you need to speak with her IC; OOC, drop me an e-mail if you need to. Thanks!]

Fandom Hightimes Meeting, Thursday afternoon

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Rory was in the back of the journalism classroom as usual. Peter, on the other hand, was in the front of the room making paper hats for everyone. He was probably going to be annoyingly vocal today.

[OOC: Rory's internet is out tonight, but she is modded with permission and will join us if/when she can. Sorry for not getting this up earlier.]

Constant Vigilance 2, Session 6. Friday the 13th, A Classroom.

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The Doctor dims the lights of the classroom once everyone has gathered.

"Robots. The ethical arguments as to whether or not they count as living things isn't the question I'm posing, but something you might think about bringing up in your discussions. Today, I'll show you three examples, talk about them, and then we'll have a bit of an activity for you all." The Doctor switched on the projector, and the image of a woman appeared.

"That is Sarah Jane Smith, a wonderful woman and a former travelling companion of mine. Fantastic old girl, she is. But in this case, we go to where all is not all as it appears."

As if on cue, Sarah's face fell off, to reveal the mechanical innards.

"An android replica, created by the Kraals as part of a plot to invade and take over the earth. This should strike a similar chord to the aliens from the past two weeks. In this instance, only thanks to someone particularly dashing and clever, was the whole plot put to a stop. You'll find more information on that whole incident in these."

The Doctor passed out a small packet of information. He then hit a button on the projector and it shimmered into something in white, with bizzare white dreadlocks.

"Now this is a Movellan. Sworn enemy to the Daleks, but sadly too similar to them for you to actually want to give them a pat on the back for it. Those who know who the daleks are, you know what I mean. Those who don't, you're in for an interesting class in the near future. The Movellans sadly work on a principle of pure logic. I got them deadlocked, once, getting them to play each other at stone, paper, scissors. They always ended at stalemate, much like their war with the Daleks. They do not believe in morals, but thankfully, they have a ridiculously exploitable weakness."

The Doctor pointed at a small rod on the Movellan projection's belt.

"Their external power source. Pull that off, and they'll start running low on battery, they will. Slow down until they shut down. It's really just a matter of playing 'keep away' with the bloody thing, at that point. There's a lot more about them, of course, which is why you get these."

The Doctor passed out some more packets of notes. Then, another button press, and the Movellan projection shimmered away, replaced with the bizzare form of what looked to be a a man made of candy.

"That is The Kandyman," the Doctor said. "Ruthless robotic killer. Sadistic, twisted, and evil. It was a lord high executioner for a future Earth colony, run by an even more cruel dictator woman who merely wanted everyone to be happy, and therefore killed anyone who acted sad."

The Doctor chuckled.

"Imagine her around here, the amount of 'emo' we get." He did, in fact, air quote when he said 'emo'. "But that's a digression, that is. The Kandyman was a bit of a strange one, of course, being actually bits of confection around a robotic skeleton. But the thing was, he was built to be evil, and he did it perfectly. He drowned people in fondant, fed people sweets that would kill them, vicious, horrible things. And the scariest part is that someone, a human, built him to do so."

The Doctor passed out one last packet, this time with notes on the Kandyman, Yeti, Quarks, K-9, Kamelion, the old assistant to the former Dean, and Replicants.

"Your assignment is much like what we did in this case over the summer. I want you to pair up, and discuss what you'd do in the case you had to deal with some of these robots. I imagine, in the case of one of them, some of you actually did have dealings, and those are good to discuss, too. Remember, not all robots are evil, and not all evil is robots, either. Bring up hard questions, make yourselves thinks. Have a good time, that sort of thing."

The Doctor smiled. "That's all for this week. Next week, it'll be Argolins, folks with funny little bunches of berries on their heads, and Alpha Centaurians, which rather look like walking green... oh, well, you'll see for yourself."

The Doctor sat down at his desk. "Go on! Discuss!"

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