Monday, March 26th, 2007

[identity profile] bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com
Students are directed to the Danger Shop by notes and possibly a TA or two.

When the students are assembled, the doors shut with a *clank*.

All is silence for a moment and then a tremendous cloud of black sparkling spoke pours out of, well, nothing actually.

When it clears, a rather ominous and wizardly looking fellow is standing there.

He turns a baleful eye upon the students for an long time, uncomfortably long. It's actually rather creepy. Not creepy in a suspenseful way either. More creepy in a 'I don't want to sit next to this guy on the bus' kind of way.

Finally, he speaks.

"Students of Orpheus!" he says in a voice that's higher pitched then you'd expect to hear. In fact, it kind of sounds like there some dude in his early twenties under all that white hair and the crazy velveteen robes. "I... Am CURSE! I seek to become your teacher's nemesis! And this time, he will actually read my resume! I have lured him away to the Forbidden Zone where he will be dining with the little midget king! distracted while I teach you all a lesson he will never forget!!!"

Wait. Did that make sense? He'll teach... Yes. Yes it did. Okay, good.

"I see he had some implements set out for whatever exercise he had planned for you before my plans were... You know. Replacing his...

Anyway! Since you are all but children I will let you select a weapon or protection that will no doubt fail under the weight of my magic!

Magic is kind of my thing you see...

Have at you! And you! And you! And..."

[[ooc: Curse is a hologram, this is the Danger Shop. The table holds both mundane and magical implements. Magical implements can be anything you would not qualify as a legendary artifact. (Sorry Halliwell, no Excalibur sitting around for you to pick up... Nice longsword +1 though.) Mundane items range from a board with a nail in it, to a (perfectly normal) colt peacemaker. There are also "spell components" on the table to throw together an amulet or something that just smells really bad. Yes, there is chocolate.]]
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[identity profile] konoha-flash.livejournal.com
Yondaime wasn't in class today, there was just a handout by the door along with a note.

"Hello students,

Due to some personal problems we're not having class today. Please sign in to show that you took a handout, for our next subject and I shall see you all next week.

-Yondaime"


[OOC: Sorry, no class today. Dealing with some pretty big health issues at the moment that took up more time than I had planned. Will update futher when I have more information.]
[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com
Wilson was back in class today though he looked a bit haggard as he leaned against the front of the desk, arms crossed over his chest. Still he had warm smiles for the students as they wandered in and a platter of goodies from J GoB, tea and coffee.

As everyone got settled in their seats, Wilson pushed off from the front of the desk and headed for the overhead projector.


“Good morning everybody, I hope you had a good weekend.”

Leaning his elbow against the projector he grinned.

“Good news. Due to my absence from class last week and by the way, many kudos to Blair and Pippi for a wonderful class, thank you both. Anyway due to my absence, we will not be having the test scheduled for today, today. Instead we’ll be meeting in the Danger Room next week for your test. So, you have an extra week to study.”

Drumming his fingers lightly against the projector, he flipped it on and reached to shut off the lights.

“All right, let’s get started.”

Class Begins )

[ooc: Please wait for The OCDs are up and ready for your patronage! As always, class notes cribbed from European History Dot Com as well as The Conflict Resolution Information website.]
[identity profile] behindeyesonly.livejournal.com
"Guys," Logan greeted the class as they filed in and sat down. "We're getting close to the end of the term, and you know what that means? Finals.

"What I'm going to ask you to do is incorporate some methods of propaganda and some of the advertising ideology we learned into a sort of self-advertisement. You'll be selling yourself - but not in any way that'll get me into trouble, thanks."

The screen behind him flipped through pictures both from the posters of the last couple weeks and some advertisements from a while ago.

"You can treat it as a political position, make something up, or however you want to run it. Just come up with a campaign - posters, word of mouth, commercials, however you want to do it - and what you'll be working for are signatures."

Logan held up a clipboard with a piece of paper on it and a pen affixed to the top by a string. "You'll have to actually collect the signatures yourself, using whatever tactics you like, but I do want to see something concrete when you turn in your signatures. Bring your poster, a taped copy of your commercial or even someone who helped you spread your campaign. I trust you guys to not just get a load of signatures from people who think they're signing up for swim team or something. Just remember, I can tell if you're lying."

He gave everyone a hard look, then smiled. "You have this day to begin your projects. Feel free to use any of the resources from prior classes.

"This is going to be a somewhat different assignment," he said, perched on the front of his desk as usual. "But this will be a big help to those of you who might have missed some classes and are, as of right now, looking at a less than perfect grade. For every five signatures, you'll get one absence knocked off. Or you'll get points toward extra credit and possibly a reward, if you have no absences or you get more points than absences needed to be taken off.

"If you need to see how many absences you have, you can talk to me. If you're wondering why they count against you when I haven't said anything, well, it was always on the syllabus. It is, in fact, the only class expectation," he said somewhat dryly. "I don't think any of you would flunk from your absences, but if you want a better grade, just get a few more signatures."

[Syllabus / Attendance]
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[personal profile] agentthepaper
Yomiko opened the library as usual, dashing in a few minutes late with her hair uncombed. She did, however, have a box of pastries from Jeff, God of Biscuits' for any library aides who might wish to partake.

Pastry, then hair. Yomiko had her priorities in order.
[identity profile] rose-bad-wolf.livejournal.com
The flatscreen TV was back complete with surround sound audio equipment. Rose waited for everyone to sit down.

"Afternoon, class!" She greeted, "So, today's the day you present your MTV. Remember points for wackiness, dancing in costume will also earn you happiness. This is learning through application and I hope you lot learned something about music and films though this exercise."

Rose waved her hands, "Right, let's go for it!"


(ooc: please wait for OCD up)

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