Maths For Real Life, Period 1, Class 6 [2/11]

[notanactualfairy]

""Taxes," Professor Beaubier began today's lecture, "are a fact of life. Nothing is certain but death and them, and if you live somewhere that does not have taxes, see me after class, I want to know how you do it. In the United States, you are usually taxed whenever you buy something, and must pay state income and property taxes, as well as federal income taxes. In the United States, the IRS owns your soul. Please try to remember this. You will pay them their pound of flesh, or they will hunt you down. Respect, children," he said with a wry grin.

Then he launched into a brief explanation of the American tax system as it related to them and their ability to keep any money they earned and, and the end, said, "Any questions?" After any questions that may or may not exist, he handed out some handwavy papers and said, "Next week, we will be doing our taxes, as I do not believe in leaving anything to the next minute. If you are not subject to the United States tax system, again, please see me after class, and I will see if I can procure the proper forms."

Applied Inventiontronics, Perid 4 - Week 6

[a-no-brainer.livejournal.com]

Glitch was at the front of the class again today, and on each desk were a few sheets of clean, un-lined paper and two pencils.

"Today, you're going to be working on the look of your inventions. For the first half of the class, I want you to sketch out a design. It doesn't have to be too detailed, but, the idea is that you'll get a feel for how it will all come together and look when it's done. Remember things like functionality and overall aesthetic appeal."

He smiled reassuringly at them, because this next part he was afraid they wouldn't really like.

"The second half of class, you'll be showing your sketches to your classmates and critiquing each other." There was a stern look before he continued with, "Nicely, please."

A moment, then, as he looked at them a bit expectantly before he realized he hadn't told them yet to begin.

"Oh, uhm, right. Go ahead. Begin!"

[ooc: Please wait for The OCD is there, waiting for you.]

Criminal Justice (As Taught By A Criminal) - Period 3 - Monday 02/11

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Today Deadpool was bouncy. For many reasons, but none of those were needed to be known by the wee students and their twisted little minds and stop picturing him naked, you sick sick little kids!

...ahem.

Anyway! He twirled a set of handcuffs gleefully, waiting for everyone to arrive. "Gooooood morning class! Today we have an exercise for you to do. And a very special guest to help demonstrate proper procedure." He glanced over at his wonder special crazy guest. "Isn't that right?"

"I can't believe I agreed to do this," Fraser said, looking stricken. "You'd better have a key, you'd better not leave me in this class by myself and this has no bearing on any...three letter thing."

Deadpool paused. "No, Benton, I doubt cats have anything to do with this class. And of course I have a key!" A beat. "Somewhere."

Fraser looked even more stricken. It wasn't that he hadn't used handcuffs lately, it was just those times had been... not with Deadpool. "If you ate it, I'm going to be very unpleasant to you."

Awww.

Deadpool made a note to congratulate him on not blushing.

"I didn't eat anything," He said, suddenly snapping a cuff on one of Fraser's wrists. "Well, I did, but it was edible and made of delicious pastry."

"Please, not too tight," Fraser said, trying not to whine but he was wary of Deadpool using handcuffs on him. Very wary. "And no tearing my uniform once I am handcuffed. I need this uniform as it's my only one right now."

"Benton, please. There are impressionable children present. You're giving them the wrong idea here." He grinned at the class, waving the cuffs-- and Fraser's wrist-- about. "You have two options here-- well, three, kinda. If you're mean. Cuff them up front, in back, oooooor---"

He kicked behind Fraser's knee to force him to his knees, pulling his cuffed hand up and bent over his head.

"--you can be mean!"

Fraser suppressed a wince at both the arm wrenching and the sudden floor underneath his knees. "Was that really necessary? You couldn't just ask me to get on my knees? I would have!"

...

"Yoooou might wanna rethink that, Benny."

"Don't call me that," Fraser groused, not seeing how what he'd said was so bad. "It would've been a polite courtesy to ask me to get on my knees. I would have, you would have said thank you and I would have said you're welcome and it would have saved me a sore arm."

Fraser needed to shut up.

Yes, yes he did.

"I'll get you kneepads next time, okay?" Wade replied, letting go of his arm and fishing for the keys. "But it was an excellent example, right kids?" A beat. "This is the part where you clap."

Fraser, still grumbling, was too polite not to clap. So, he clapped one hand against one thigh. "Bravo. An excellent demonstration of handcuffing skills."

"I like to think so," Deadpool said, finding a small ring of keys. "Now, I want all you to split up into teams of two and practice this. I have keys here and... I'm not exactly sure what key goes with what hand cuff, so... have fun!"

Squinting at the ring, he frowned. "Probably should start on you."

"I will stay here all day until you find the key," Fraser threatened. "I will go home with you if I have to. I am not leaving your sight until you find the key to this handcuff."

"Impressionable!" Wade shouted.

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

World Mythology - Monday, February 11th - 2th Period

[atreideslioness]

As the students came into the classroom, they would find tables again pushed against the wall, with a full spread of Surasang available for their dining pleasure, with large kettles of barley tea.  As much as Ghanima claims to be unable to cook, she is perfectly adept at it once properly motivated.  She's just too lazy to cook for herself.

"Today, boys and girls, we head east," she announced, sipping her tea.  "When most people think of Asian mythology, the gut reaction is to think of the stories of Japan or China.  So instead, today we are looking at the mythology of Korea." 

( Cut tag is cut! )

"On your desks, you have a handout about The Sun and The Moon.  Tell me, what sounds familiar?  What do you find intriguing about this myth?  Do you see any similarities between other stories we've studied so far?"

[OCD is coming up.  Sorry for the lame class, brain died and I grabbed the wrong flash drive this morning.  Durr.  So, ya'll get one I know off the top of my head.  Standard disclaimers apply, mileage may vary, offer void where prohibited, see store for details.]

Library [02/11]

[likethegun]

Sam was not at all late omg hoping for a quiet morning as he went in to open the library. He had a lot of research and homework he wanted to get done before the day was through.

Interactive Religion [Tuesday, February 12]

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

When the students met again, they were in a room with a series of low tables and pillows to sit on.

"We're going to discuss the Tao some more today," Biff said, going from table to table as he poured out steaming cups of tea. "When Josh and I were in Afghanistan, the crazy magi there was convinced that we would eventually discover the path to immortality. Josh studied philosophy. I studied the subtle manipulation of the elements--alchemy."

He waved his hand towards the cups of tea. "Drink up."