Good Omens...And Bad: Prophecy in Theory and Practice, Lab Ten

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Friday, November 17, Second Period

Today, along with the usual spread of hot beverages and pastries, students will find some handouts and a box marked "Group Projects".

"Please don't forget that today is the deadline for turning in your Group Projects. If anyone has questions, you can catch me after class. Also, the box will be outside my office door for the rest of the day, until James and I get back from our trip to the mainland. Also, I'll need an excuse from Mr Carson regarding your absence from last week's lab.

"Now...today we'll be practicing the art of Bibliomancy, or divination through the random selection of words and phrases from books. Religious texts are the most frequently used books for bibliomancy, but any written work whatsoever can be used. The use of books for divination is also sometimes called stichomancy. Some people mistakenly attribute the term bibliomancy to the use of religious texts exclusively, but in fact the root 'biblio' refers to any book."

( Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so you shall become. )

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[ooc: Slowplay for a good part of the afternoon. Please wait for OCD is up!]

Constant Vigilance 2, Session 10. Friday November 17th, Period 4

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The Doctor was sitting in the chair behind his desk, juggling apples.

As everyone entered the classroom, they'd find an apple at each of their desks. Once everyone arrived, the Doctor dimmed the lights and projected a bizzare figure with a big metal unit over its chest and tubing everywhere.

"That, ladies and gentlemen, is a Cyberman. One of the earliest models, and the first I encountered. They are not a race of robots, as inside there are bits and pieces of what was once a person. There are from the planet Mondas, a twin planet of Earth that was knocked out of its original orbit. One thing led to another, and there's more about that in the packet I have for you."

The Doctor did, in fact, start passing out a packet.

"The thing is, that as technology improved, their look altered as well. This clunky design gave way to another, and another, and then we had something more like this." The Doctor hit a button on the projector and the shape changed to a sleeker, more silver looking thing. "So, what do I have to say about the Cybermen?"

He paused and thought for a second.

"I'm not going to judge them, quite yet. At least not to you. I have a question to pose to all of you. The Cybermen were created to remove the imperfections of the Mondas race. In order to survive, they said. Furthering the species. Though now, they sort of forcibly improve all the other humanoid species they come across, as well. Assuming they don't kill you on sight. Now, there's a lot of thinking you can do on this subject, lots of moral posing, etcetera. Now I want you to do just that. Pair up, and talk about this."

He cleared his throat. "Is giving up things such as certain emotions, physical sensations, a few pounds of flesh... is that progress? Is that an acceptable cost if you'd then live effectively forever?" The Doctor smirked at the class. "Well? Would you?"

[ooc: Wait for OCD OCD up up and away! Go forth and talk!]

Library [11/17]

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Sam headed to open the library, hoping that if he pretended he wasn't getting sick, that maybe it would come true.

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-French Freees

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Health Class, 11/17, Period 3

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Elliot is nowhere to be seen. It might be suspected she had a third beer while feeling sorry for herself and watching a Wedding Story marathon on TLC the night before, and is thus too poorly to deal with her health students.

Writing the blackboard says, "NO CLASS THIS WEEK. RESEARCH THE CONTRACEPTIVE METHOD OF YOUR CHOICE AND BE READY TO REPORT BACK ON DEC. 1. HAPPY EARLY THANKSGIVING!"

[OOC: Sorry. Killer headache ate my morning, and now I'm going out for the rest of the day.]