Monday, February 4th, 2008

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Today, Inventiontronics was in the Danger Shop. Said Danger Shop looked a lot like a rural 1950's American town. Nice, normal little town, except for that creepy floating dude, and the fact that all the people were robots in various states of disrepair.

The zipperheaded man responsible was standing under the welcome sign, notes in hand, waiting for everyone to gather around.

"Hello, class!" Gosh, he was cheery. "Today, you're going to be repairing the good folks of Milltown. They're all ready and able to tell you how to fix them. Think of it as a walk-through. Ask them whatever questions you need to, they don't bite no matter how angry they look in the icons and are waiting with tools over there."

Glitch pointed over to the main street where six robots, counting the weird floating one, were scattered on steps and porches. Each one had a toolbox sitting near them.

"You can work together, if you like, or work alone. It's up to you. They'll let me know how you did when everyone is finished. Now go on," he started to herd them towards the robot people, "start working!"

[ooc: Wait for the OCD of roboty doom is up!]
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Today, there were computers. "Fact," said Jean-Paul, "things are more or less expensive in other countries; we talked about this already. Fact: things are more expensive in different parts of the same country. What a person can live on very comfortably in Atlanta, Georgia will not go as far in San Francisco, California. Comparative cost of living is, pardon my language, a bitch. As it is not exactly something you can calculate on your own without extensive research I am not about to ask of a high school class, I have provided the web addresses of a few calculators you can use to get a feel for how the cost of living varies in different parts of the country. You may pick some arbitrary salary; the percentage difference will remain the same. Prepare to be amazed."
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Vala was looking a little tired as she set up the audio visual equipment, and yawned as she addressed the class. Almost as if she'd been playing Oregon Trail until the wee hours of the morning.

"Hello. Well, you'll be happy to know that we'll be watching a film today--The United States Executive, and discussing the role of media in politics. How important is it that the public know absolutely everything about their leader? As a member of the public, what do you want or not want to know? Do you (or the reporters) have a responsibility to act on the information, or can you just take a nap?"
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Deadpool waited for all the kids to arrive, attempting to balance a stack of papers on his finger. It wasn't working.

Papers everywhere, really.

And, in honor of the lesson, he was playing some Carmen Miranda.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Blah blah blah... boring," He said once they all arrived.

"Today is all about that fun little warning the cops have to give you when arresting ya." He shrugged. "I've never actually stuck around for anything after the arrest phase, so the point of this is beyond me. But that doesn't mean you kids shouldn't know!"

Grinning, he bounced a little, passing out the papers. The ones not on the floor, that is.

He'd get that spinning thing down someday.

"Boring class, I know. But next week we will have a special guest and demonstration!"

[[ooc: Please wait for the OCD is up!]]

Library [02/04]

Monday, February 4th, 2008 10:04 am
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Sam was back in the library again for his regular Monday shift, now that he didn't have to sit by anyone's side in the clinic. He was pretty sure he could go for a good long while without having to do that again, and was more than happy to have things back to normal.
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Papers papers everywhere, along with large leather-bound volumes that seemed to tower over Ghanima's desk.  Ghanima herself, however, was for once not holding piles of handouts. 

"Today, class, we journey back to the Classical era, to visit the land of myth that many of you from this planet are perhaps most familiar with.  Today, we meet the Greeks and the Romans." 

Returning to the front of the room, Ghanima perched on the edge of her desk.  "Now, I'd like you to pair up.  On your desks are handouts talking about House Atreus and the tale of the Oresteia.  I'd like you to discuss whether or not Orestes can be held accountable for his actions.  This is the first ever recorded case of 'extenuating circumstances', and the Gods play a large role.  Under orders, or under a curse?  Does it even matter?  You decide."


[Sorry for the delay, OCD is coming  up!]
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When the students arrived in the Danger Shop for class it had been rearranged again--this time in series of cavernous rooms full of heavy furniture.

"Welcome to Afghanistan," Biff said with a smile. "Home of Balthazar, one of the creepiest magi ever. My friend Josh and I came here a couple thousand years ago to learn about the Tao. Well, Josh learned about the Tao. I learned about feng shui, which is dependent on something called qi, and then the rest of it I ignored because I was being taught by beautiful Chinese concubines and I got distracted easily."

He pointed at a series of small brass scales on a nearby table. "What I do know is that the qi in all of those rooms is totally screwed up. You take these brass scales and someone who looks good at lifting heavy objects and start moving things around until the qi is balanced again. When the little brass scales balance, you've completed the task."

Biff, it might be a little obvious, didn't really hold a lot of stock in the idea of feng shui. He just wanted them to move furniture around for an hour.

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