Friday, March 16th, 2007

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/
Heppy Freedey stoodents! Thees veekend is St. Petreeck's dey! Try nut tu get tuu droonk. Und iff oone-a ooff yuoor freeends does, be-a soore-a tu teke-a pictoores.

Tudey's Menoo:

-Shepherd's Pie-a

-Meshed Putetues

-Seled

-Greee Jellu
[identity profile] sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com
When the class came, they may have been somewhat surprised to see Ares surrounded by weetiny penguins outfitted with weetiny shields and spears, and waddling in weetiny formation. He held one particularly noisy penguin in one hand, scratching at its head as he whispered encouragingly to it.

"After last week's sudden attack of girl," he said once he finally noticed the class. "I feel that it's only fair for those of you more inclined towards the male of the species to have a similar level of eye-candy. So you're going to be watching a glorious tale of war, 100*3."

He waved the non-penguin holding hand at the class. "Go, have fun."

[ooc: OCD threads coming up.]

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[identity profile] professor-lyman.livejournal.com
"We've gotten to the end of our section on the Executive Branch," Josh said as he passed around sheets of paper, "which means that it is time for another exam."

And here are the questions! )

"Questions? Pleas for understanding, or possible attempts to throw yourself at me in the hopes that I'll find mercy?" Josh shrugged. "I'm here for it all."
[identity profile] professor-lyman.livejournal.com
Josh was in the classroom with his eyes closed. He opened them and gave the Student Council members a bleary-eyed stare as they arrived.

"Okay," he said. "Prom has been scheduled for April 14. The dance is for juniors and seniors only, as is traditional. They can invite underclassman if they choose. We need to work on the dreaded theme thing, blah, blah, et cetera."

He waved his hand uselessly in the air. "Anything else we need to work on, too?"

When You Say Nothing At All - Ronan Keating
[identity profile] karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com
Upon entering the classroom, students will immediately notice that the room has been decked out in green.

Green shamrocks. Green hats. Green drinks. And for some reason there's a shamrock shake dispenser in the corner.

When the students have all taken their seats the lights dim and fast paced Irish music begins to play as Lorne jumps out on to the stage and attempts to dance like Micheal Flatley.

Along with a horde of weetiny!penguins wearing green top hats with shamrocks on them.

And because he's Lorne? He is the Lord of the Dance.

When the song and dance is complete he bows and grabs a towel from offstage to mop his damp brow and horns. The penguins follow him around continuing to jig.

"In case ye couldn't tell lads and lassies! Today's theme is fer IRELAND! Sing! Dance a Jig! Sing an Irish drinking song!" Lorne exclaimed as he headed for the judges table. "Our judges today are the cute little guys in miniature tuxedos. Now if you don't mind I think I'm going to pass out from exhaustion."

[obligatory wait for OCD is up!]
[identity profile] nine-and-ears.livejournal.com
The Doctor was finally back to teach the class, looking as smug as ever. The classroom was beanbag chairs again, but in the middle of the circle was a table, with a pitcher of red liquid and several already filled cups. There was a small sign reading 'Help Yourself' taped to the pitcher.

After everyone entered, the Doctor clapped his hands together and began his lecture.

"Anyone who already sipped the Kool-Aid, congratulations, you've been drugged into submission and will now be totally open to me exploiting you for your money and identity and what-have-you. Well, not actually, since that would get me fired as a teacher, but in principle, that's what you get for drinking the Kool-Aid. Cults are funny things, you know. They always seem so odd, don't they? You've got you Charlie Mansons, your Sisterhood of the Sacred Flame, Scientologists, Heaven's Gate, all of them. What do these all have in common? People who like to do weird things and a leader who enables them to do it. Sure, you say you wouldn't want to sacrifice a goat while dancing naked in a field, but get a little drugs in your system, and most people cave to peer pressure."

The Doctor then went on and on about various bizzare instances of cults across the galaxy.

"And now for today's activity. Pair up, and decide what you would mandate if you ran your own cult. It's like making a new religion, except... well, it's exactly like making your own religion, really. Only you're possibly saying you believe aliens will come and save your souls if you kill yourself, or that the message of the divine can only come from having sex with your romantic partner while eating lots of brocolli. Silly stuff, really. Have fun with it. And remember: never drink Kool-Aid from someone you don't know too well. And as much as you may think you know me? You kids have no idea at all."

He smiled in a happy, bright, 'I'm as a mad as a hatter' sort of way. "Go on, cult it up!"

[ooc: Wait for OCD? Have at it!]

Library [03/16]

Friday, March 16th, 2007 12:34 pm
[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Rory walked into the lbrary bright and early, with a slight bounce in her step in spite of having only just woken up. At least she had actually slept. It was an improvement.

[IT ALWAYS SAID SPITE.]
[identity profile] no-toast-thanks.livejournal.com
"My apologies for not coming to class last week. I had a feeling none of you would have appreciated me sharing a particularly nasty virus. I am glad to see that you're all alive and well after the rain nonsense and Seely and Z running last week's class.

Let's move on. Most of you will know this week's villain if only by reputation alone. There is debate as to whether the case files of Sherlock Holmes are fact or fiction and whether Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wrote them or if they were, in fact, passed on to Conan Doyle by Doctor John Watson, the narrator of the stories. To avoid any charges of defamation, let's assume they're fictional.

In Holmesian fashion, this week you will have to solve the mystery, track down your opponent before you can defeat them. Keep in mind that this week's topic is the evil genius and that in the evil genius you will often meet your match. Don't fall into their trap without a plan."


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