Library [Sunday, April 20]

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

Lee decided to ignore all the shelving and sorting to sit and read. He hadn't really done that in awhile and he thought it might be a good way to clear his head and relax.

Relaxing was productive, dammit.

Fandom High School Host Club, Sunday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Reno was grinning from ear to ear as he set up a table for the hosts today.

You could tell he was in a very good mood because on the Host Table there were bottles of coke, and even a half-assed attempt at tea and coffee, and other moddable refreshments as well. He'd scrounged around for a CD of classical music that Tamaki had left behind, and set up said music on the side of the room that the Host Table had gone. Heck, he'd gotten paid that week- there were even fresh flowers, too. Reno could totally manage a classy atmosphere if he absolutely had to.

This, of course, was set up opposite the pool table, dartboard, and poker table, where distinctly grittier music was playing, for anyone who wasn't into the tea-and-biscuits scene. He'd set out some pitchers filled with nondescript-but-probably-alcoholic-fluids, and a few bags of potato chips.

And, of course, at the front door, there was still a suggestion box, in case anyone had ideas for a themed meeting that they absolutely had to share. If they didn't, next weekend was going to include a dance-off. Reno hadn't decided yet if his mood was good enough to allow him to even make an attempt at participating, or if he was going to just sit back, watch, and laugh.

[OCD is up! Host Club and the suggestion box are both open for everyone's Sunday pinging enjoyment!]

(no subject)

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon, and before we get started on your final exam, I wanted to say how much I've enjoyed being your teacher, and that I hope you've all at least learned to question your government, no matter what kind you're used to. Today's final is about the thing that most governments pretend isn't their ultimate goal, because it's not polite, or something. Anyway, the goal here is to have as many countries as you can by the end of the game."

She set out the ( Game Board )

and ( List of Territories )

"Have fun, and may the best strategist win!"

[ooc: Idea blatantly stolen from peter__parker. If you want to see how this works in game, see here or here. Wiki entry is here. Slow play, is, of course, expected. First round assignments will be posted as soon as I figure them out, and if one person could post every successive round from there, that would be very helpful.]

Criminal Justice (As Taught By A Criminal) - Period 3 - Monday 04/21

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

After receiving a very odd phone call that morning from someone claiming to be stuck keeping a messiah from dying, Renee found herself in the school.

Teaching.

At least she wasn't doing it alone.

"Good morning class," Dale said stepping forward and adjusting his tie. "I am Special Agent Dale Cooper and this is my colleague Detective Renee Montoya. For those of you who are not familiar with either one of use we are members of the local law enforcement community and we are here today to walk you through your final exam."

Renee nodded toward the class, hands clasped behind her back at attention. "I'm not sure what exactly you've been taught up until now, but today we'll be testing you one any skills you hopefully would pick up in a class like this."

If it wasn't taught by a criminal, most likely.

"We'll be giving you an actual case," Dale said leaning against the desk. "One that I am intimately familiar with. Your job is to use the deductive method we provide you to identify the culprit."

"When traditional methods of finding evidence there are other..." Renee looked over at Cooper. "Less conventional ways to solve the case. Controlled meditation in my case."

"In my case it involves a subconsciously gained knowledge of a deductive technique involving mind-body coordination operating hand in hand with the deepest level of intuition," Dale said without skipping a beat. "But first let's go over the crime data. Victim is one Laura Palmer. Murdered and left for dead on the shores of Twin Peaks. Autopsy found that she had sex with two men before she was murdered and her tox screen showed signs of alcohol and cocaine. Our list of suspects include:

Leo Johnson: Cocaine dealer with a nasty temper. Supplied the victim with cocaine and involved her in drug trafficking
Jacque Renault: Leo's partner and blackjack dealer at the casino/brothel where the victim worked part time.
Bobby Briggs: The victim's boyfriend who has a bad attitude and seems to be involved with the local drug trade.
James Hurley: The victim's secret boyfriend who is currently dating the victim's best friend.
Donna Hayward: Laura Palmer's best friend. Also now dating her secret boyfriend.
Leland Palmer: The victim's distraught father. Murdered Jacque Renault while insane with grief.
Sara Palmer: The vicitm's mother. Became unhinged mentally after the murder of her daughter."

Looking away for a moment, Renee just nodded as the suspects were listed.

"Now you'll choose which method you want to use in an attempt to figure out the case." She might have smirked just a little about it. "Good luck."