Monday, April 23rd, 2007

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[personal profile] sith_happened
Anakin, for once, looked well-rested and relaxed as the class came into the room. "For your final project," he began, "you'll contrast what you learned taking care of eggs versus actual, live younglings." He smiled. "Absolutely no points will be given if all you can come up with is that one doesn't run around or the other one doesn't fit into the refrigerator. What would you have done if the younglings that appeared last week had been here to stay permanently? How would that have affected your summer plans? Or life post-graduation?"

He pointed to a student at random. "Your final discussion begins now."
[identity profile] bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com
Byron appeared before the class in the usual way and bowed to them.

"Greetings students! Today is the day of your Final exam! Follow me! To the DANGER SHOP!"

As the class moved to the danger shop, Byron explained the they would be presented with a situation that they will have to resolve. Each student had to pick at least one door, but could do as many as they like after that. Arcane, alchemical, and mundane items would be available for them to assemble whatever sort of solution might come into their heads.

[[ooc: Please wait for OCD. Open! I'm home with a nasty cold so responses will either be quite fast, because I'm here, or quite slow, because I've fallen askeep.
[identity profile] konoha-flash.livejournal.com
This was the last class of the semester, time for the final. Yet Arashi didn’t see much need for it. There were really only two students left in class, one couldn’t fight because of a broken arm and the other… well he knew his level of skills already.

Still on the off chance that someone will want to do something, Yondaime had brought in the sets of weapons for them to work with. If they didn’t want to do anything, there was a television with some kung fu movies for them to watch for an hour.
[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com
Monday, April 23, Second Period

The classroom was arranged so that all the chairs were facing an open space at the front of the class, to allow room for the students' presentations. Off to one side was a table full of fresh treats – scones, muffins, cookies, mini-cheesecakes, spice breads, and plenty of hot drinks and juice. Someone had spent a lot of time baking over the weekend.

Aziraphale himself looked to be caught between a very good mood in general, and a feeling of sadness over having reached the end of the semester. He entered the room with a definite bounce in his step, but as the students filed in, the angel's face began to fall.


"Good morning, everyone. As I'm sure you're all aware, we've reached our very last class of the term. Today you'll be presenting your final projects to the class, and then I'd like to invite you to use any leftover time to talk with your classmates and enjoy their company. I'll be holding my last office hours for the term tomorrow, and will post final grades on my office door by the end of the week.

"It's been an honor having the opportunity to teach you, and I hope that you've enjoyed attending this class just half as much as I have enjoyed leading it. Thank you all for a delightful term."

PROJECT PRESENTATION: [Information on the projects can be found here. Please use the OCD thread below, and you are welcome to handwave or actually play out your presentation.]

[ooc: Please wait for the OCD is up, and our final class is now in session. And thank you all for a great semester!]
[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com
As the students filed into the Danger Room a large table full of sugary goodness treats was laid out as the final offering before the semester ended. Wilson was standing quietly by the table with a sad smile on his face as he marked off names.

“Well, good morning everybody, let’s get to it shall we? Please find the room with your name on it, inside you will find your practical final. Good luck, it’s been a wonderful class and I wish each of you a fantastic summer and for our graduating seniors, it’s been an honor to teach you.”

Stepping back, he waved the students to their individual rooms and started the scenario.

[ooc: For the final you can choose to if you want to play any one of the scenarios or handwavey any of the scenarios, handwavey all of the scenarios, play all of the scenarios just please tag in to each one. Please wait for The scenario laden OCDs are up! The final is now in session.]
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[personal profile] agentthepaper
Yomiko opened the library on time, again carrying a box of pastry. This time, however, she left it out for all the students, as she understood this was finals week and they would need the fuel for their studying. She just hoped none of them would touch the books with sticky fingers.
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[personal profile] captainliberty
When the class gets to the danger shop today, Captain Liberty greets them all with a smile and says, "Well, you've been a great class. I hope you all do well out there, fighting the good fight and ridding the world- or city, or town, or however you wanna do it- of crime and evildoers. I'm sure you'll all do... keenly.

"So for your final today, you are going to battle a particular fiend we call Apocalypse Cow," she says. "Hope your costumes are flame-retardant." Looking around for their reactions, she adds, "Okay, really, it's just a simulation, but still. Seriously. Flames. One the side of your face, your clothes, the buildings, the guy next to you... Have fun, kids!"

[Heading to work. Feel free to continue to play, mod the city setting or Apocalypse Cow uddering fire at people/things, but no injuries/killing my flamey cow till I get home.]
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/
Guud murneeng stoodents! Deed yuoo ell munege-a tu soorfeefe-a yuoor furst dey ooff feenels? Oontu zee secund!

Tudey's Menoo:

-Mecurunee und Cheese-a

-Seled

-Frooeet Seled

-Jellu
[identity profile] ismyhairout.livejournal.com
"Is this thing working? Is anyone listening? If anyone is listening, would you believe that there are Jeopardy clouds floating around the island today? Would you have guessed that I made the name 'Jeopardy clouds' up? Did you know that if you get hit by one of these clouds you can't do anything but talk in questions?

Does anyone know how long this lasts? Don't you know how annoying this is? Yeesh?

Where's the off button?"

Click.



[OOC: Jeopardy clouds floating around today. If you choose to get 'hit' by one, you'll only be able to speak in questions (ala The Questions Game) for however long you'd like.]

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