Criminal Justice (As Taught By A Criminal) - Period 3 - Monday 01/14

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Why yes, yes Deadpool was sitting on the desk again today. But there were other things on the desk. Like a camera and a lot of paper. And ink.

Weird, no?

"Morning kids! Today we're learning about something very fun. Booking procedure. Or, ya know, the fun bits of it to me at least. Who wants to learn about lots and lots of paperwork, after all? Bo~oring!"

Hopping off the desk, he started to pace in front of the class.

"First up today is the mugshot. Or, as I like to call it, the best way to make or break a career in Hollywood by looking like a homeless heroin addict!" Deadpool shook his head sadly. "No one wants to end up lookin' like Nick Nolte or Hugh Grant, so I suggest practicing your look before they actually toss you in to get that picture taken. It'll be like modeling! With police! And crimes!"

Really.

Just like it.

"And second! Fingerprints. Which is just code for letting you kids run wild and free with paper and ink. Because no one really cares about learning about whirls and all stuff. You just want to get straight to the finding your classmates' finger prints so you can see if they're stealing food from the common rooms. Isn't that right? For shame, common room food stealer. Just go to Turtle&Canary and buy your own."

"Last of all!" He bounced on his heels, looking at the class. "Haley Joel, English Petey... Welcome to being my TAs. I expect you to rule with an iron fist."

[[ooc: Wait for the OCD is up!]]

World Mythology - Monday, January 14th - 2th Period

[atreideslioness]

Monday morning found Ghanima happy, perky and ready to teach.

Sans hangover.

Sometimes, having all the talents of the Bene Gesserit was awesome.

"Good morning, class.  Rather than start chronologically, as many classes would, today we start geographically, with the myths to be found in the Native American cultures.”

( Let the class begin! )

"There is also a syllabus on your desk.  You will notice that there is one day currently left open.  If there is a subject you feel needs to be discussed, please feel free to suggest it.  You might also have noticed the disclaimer.  I will randomly pick from the syllabus at the end of each class the topic for the next week's discussion.  Consider it a lesson in Destiny." 

"Speaking of which, Mister Kessler?  If  I may see you after class?  You are the new TA."


[ooc: wait for the ever-popular  OCD up, have fun.  Information taken from Wikipedia and the internets, so I apologize if I got anything wrong.]

Library [01/14]

[likethegun]

Sam had a careful balancing act going on as he tried to hold on to the stack of books he was carrying and unlock the library at the same time.

Maths For Real Life, Period 1, Class 2 [1/14]

[notanactualfairy]

"If your universe does not have money, see me after class," Jean-Paul began this week. "If your universe does not use either the metric or Imperial standards of measurement--you would be surprised how many do--also see me after class. For this is what we are going to discuss today: converting from metric to Imperial and vice versa. America is one of three countries who have not adopted the metric system at the present time, which means that for those of you from here, you will have to convert everything you see whenever you go to another country, and for those of you from elsewhere, well, you are stuck in America at the present time." Jean-Paul then proceeded to give a rather dry lecture on the differences between the two systems when it came to measuring weight and mass, length, area, and volume, and how to calculate conversion. Then he said, "Please study these conversions, as there may be a quiz. Then I would like to know how you would apply what you have just learned to any other system of measurement you encounter. Say you're trapped on a world where they don't measure in inches or centimeters; they measure in the length of a particular flower petal. Would you be able to cope? How?"

Interactive Religion [Tuesday, January 15]

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Biff was in the Danger Room, which was set up as hot, dark, desert town, sipping on a huge mug of coffee as the class arrived.

"Though they've fallen out of favor now," Biff said, "at least on this world, the major religion that dominated my time was a polytheistic one. The Romans had gods -- and graven idols -- for everything. We Jews have just the one. Um, God, not graven idols. We didn't do well with graven idols. I was told by a Phoenician that we wouldn't worry so much if we had more than one god, but he also told me that he'd screwed a turtle, so I'm not really relying much on his spiritual guidance."

He leaned against a pillar. "Your task today isn't to decide if there is a god, or multiple gods, and it's certainly not to rant at me about whatever wrongs you feel religion has inflicted upon you."

He waved a hand towards several giant statues of Apollo. "Your job today is to circumcise that statue of Apollo before the Roman centurions catch you."

He grinned. "It's a religious experience. Really."