Library - 12/19

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Despite being out late rescuing Hawkeye, Isabel still opened the library on time.

The Best Medicine: Humor - Period 6 in the Danger Room - Final Class

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At some point in the night Wilson's humor students had received handwavey instructions to meet him down in the Danger Room for their final.

When they had all congregated Wilson carefully worked through the program he had handwavilly worked up and been shown how to present in the room.

"All right guys. It's time for your final. What I have in store for you today is much like your midterm only new and improved. I have programed in audiences for each of you, assigned randomly. You will be graded on how well you read your audience and the types of humor you choose to use to make them laugh and interact with you. So, if you all will take your seats, we'll get started."

[ooc: OCDs for each student will be coming are up! Handwavey is of course understood and fine but thought I am being dragged kicking and screaming to a corporate luncheon from 11:30-2:00 I will otherwise be around to laugh or jeer as need be. :)]

Biology, 12/19, Period 2

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There are platters of Christmas cookies and a pitcher of punch on a table in the front of the room, and Elliot is wearing a green elf cap and earrings shaped like Christmas tree balls. "Hey, happy final day, happy four-days-until-your-break day. Have some cookies."

"There is a test at each of your seats; you have 30 minutes to complete it. After that, please turn to the pamphlet and pick a lab you would like to do. You don't need to complete it -- the time's really tight -- but I do expect you to show off proper lab technique as you choose and set up the experiment."

"Next semester I'm teaching an anatomy class, in case any of you want to keep going with me. If you don't, think of me next time you carve up a defenseless animal. Either way, I'll try to post your grades by Saturday."

Lunch - Tuesday

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Hellu stoodents! Secund dey ooff feenels! I hupe-a yuoo eren't letteeng zee stress get tu yuoo.

Tudey's Menoo:

-Mecurunee und Cheese-a

-Seled

-Pooddeeng

Through a Glass Darkly: Spies and Spying; Week 15 - Period 3 (Final)

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Aly surveyed the class with a grin as they came in.  "Morning, all.  Welcome to your last class.  Hopefully you've had fun this term and learned a bit as well.  I enjoyed teaching you all."

"It was difficult to think up an exam for this class.  Most of the time when you're spying, if you survive, you passed."  She grinned.  "If you get the information you need, you succeed, but staying alive passes.  Since I don't think that would be the best idea in the world to do that, I simply have a few questions and one last memory game."

"First, when do you think spying is appropriate and has this changed from your opinion at the beginning of the class."

"And second, in your opinion, what are the most important tools of a spy.  How would you continuing building your ability to use these tools if you were to continue training as a spy after this class?"

She glanced at the stash of pens that were wriggling about where they were captured in a bag.  "Since our pens and books seem to be rebelling, let's just go ahead and do this orally.  I'll ask a few follow up questions because I would like to see how you're thinking this morning."

"Once you've answered both these questions, give the jewel game one more try, and then have a good rest of finals week.  I'll hopefully see you next term."

[OOC: Seriously you guys were an absolutely fabulous class.  I love you all like pie. A bit of OCD is coming up.  And omg, this was always in the comm.  Really.]

Criminal Justice [first period, Tuesday 12/19]

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Today, when the students arrived at the Danger Shop for their final, they found it transformed into a cavernous abandoned underground train system.

As they entered, V handed them one of two things: a Super Soaker filled with red dye, or a bag of eight water balloons filled with the same.

"There is protective plastic for your clothing, if you wish it," V said once everyone had their equipment. "The objective is, obviously, to strike someone of the other team before they can do the same to you. Those of you with the water balloons may not reload - those are your only ammunition, and use them well. Those of you with the water guns may reload." He gestured expansively to two large buckets filled with the same dye.

"Water balloon holders, it is your objective to reach the inside of that train." He pointed at a long, silver train with the door cracked slightly. "You may run, hide, and operate in a guerilla fashion, or stand tall and face each other. It is entirely your choice, based on what tactics you choose. At the end of the class, those with little to no dye on them will receive a biscuit." He held up a tin of what appeared to be Christmas cookies.

"Best of luck."

[Okay, so basically, those with the water guns are chasing those with the balloons. You guys have an obvious advantage. Balloon guys, you can hide, duck, trip the others, etc., and make sure your aim is good with those balloons!

Here are the lists of who has what, because V totally has a reason for divvying them up like this:

Super Soakers: Layla, Teddy, Seely, Peter Parker, Peter Pevensie, Bridge, John, Z and Charlie
Water Balloons: Dean, Alec, Bel, Jack, Tyler, Pete, Aeryn, River, Alanna

Have fun, and thank you for being a *great* class. You deserve better than the attention I was able to give you for the past few classes. *hugs*]

OOC: Applications Close Tonight

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Last call for student and teacher applications for Fandom High's Spring Semester. Student and teacher applications will not be open again until May 2007. Applications close at midnight GMT-12 (ie: overnight US time).

Get them in or miss out!

Heroism, Humanism & Hijinks: Literature in Action - Week 15, Period 5 (Final)

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The class was in the Danger Shop today for their final piece of assessment.

"Good afternoon. Inside you'll find Dickensian London. Namely, the London of A Christmas Carol. Something, however, had gone wrong. Despite being visited by the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future, Ebenezer Scrooge has not discovered the true meaning of Christmas and thus has not gone to Christmas dinner with the Cratchett family. Fix it."

[OOC: Thank you all for a wonderful semester and for hanging on with me while I tested the waters with Lit. You've been a great class. Hope to see you back next semester for a more organised Lit class!]

In Lieu of Morning Announcements - Tuesday, December 19

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The weather was still chilly and the snow was still falling lightly on and off during the day. Books were still randomly attacking people, but today they seemed to have moved on to subversive group tactics. They would wait around corners and then lunge at people in a flurry of activity, snapping at them with their pages.

Then, of course, the ballpoint pens had decided to join in by drawing on people. They were almost like quick quotes quills, only without the presence of that pesky blonde witch with bad dress sense.

Huzzah for finals week in Fandom.