Punching People and Not Breaking Your Hand: Fighting 101 - Period 5 - [06/02]

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Frowning slightly as he watched all the kids file in for class, Deadpool crossed his arms over his chest.

"So it seems we're not around France anymore. There go my plans to teach Savate and let you kick clowns..."

It was sad, really. Kicking clowns was excellent exercise. Good cardio.

"Instead, now that we seem to be vaguely South Pacific in that adorable Rogers and Hammerstein kinda way, I'll be showing you a few basic moves in Muay Thai. Because elbowing and kneeing people in the chest is so much more fun," He told them all cheerfully.

"There will be four basic moves to learn here. The elbow strike, the knee strike, hanuman and the flying knee." He squinted at them for a moment. "And no, these aren't going to be done on each other. I'd rather not get punched by the principal if I can help it. Sure, she's got that MILF thing working for her now, but it's just bad form to toss you all in a room to have a battle royale..."

Deadpool sighed dreamily.

"...Maybe someday." Shaking his head, Deadpool snapped out of it. "Partner up to help each other with form and try these on the punching bags. They usually don't hit back and now that I've said that we're doomed to being attacked by them for the beret thing."

Arts & Crafts, Monday [6-2], Period 2

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"Good morning!" Steve said cheerily at the beginning of the workshop. "Today we're going to work on sculpting. Now, clay is all well and good, but I thought we'd try something a little more malleable and forgiving. Also, with a wide range of colors." This would be why there were stacks of cans of Play Doh on the tables. "Some of you will be familiar with this product; for those of you who aren't, please put the Play Doh back in the cans when you're finished with it. Sadly, it doesn't dry out extraordinarily well, though if you want to keep your sculpture you're welcome to try. Anyone fighting over colors will be sent to time out like a three year old. Also, do not eat the Play Doh. Also again, please do not sculpt anything untoward out of the Play Doh. But most importantly, have fun!"

Library [06/02]

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When Sam woke up and discovered that all of his underwear was missing, his immediate thought was to wonder how Dean had managed to break in while he and Dawn were sleeping. But all thoughts of pranking went away when he showed up at the library and found every empty space of the desk being used for underwear storage.

The worst part was that none of it was his underwear, and that meant he was still feeling very, very uncomfortable in his jeans. His discomfort only grew when he started pulling the underwear out and discovered just what some people felt the need to wear under their clothes.

After filling a basket and marking it "Claim Your Underwear, Please" he went ahead and opened the library.

[Open! Feel free to mod your underwear as being in the basket.]

How To Get Into College - Monday - Period Three

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Marshall was looking kind of awkward and uncomfortable today. It was especially noticeable when he walked around. It was like he had almost too much freedom. “Alright, um, this isn’t related to class today but if anyone sees a bunch of underwear that says ‘Mr. Lily Aldrin’ written in the band? Could you let me know?”

“...My wife thought it would be funny to write that in there. I mean, it's not that big of a deal, I'm sure I'll get used to it. It's just when I play Wii tennis I like to wear no pants and I don't think of any my friends would appreciate me being underwearless in that...situation...” Marshall said awkwardly. “Anyways...”

“Hopefully today will be a quick class since we’re going to discuss what you’re doing right now; going to class,” Marshall said with a grin. “I’ve got one thing to say about the subject: go to class. I cannot stress this enough. Most teachers take their test questions directly from lecture.”

“In college you get a freedom that most kids aren’t used to and with that freedom comes great responsibility. Huh...that’s catchy. Anyways, your first test in responsibility is making sure you drag your ass out of bed to show up to lecture. And it’s so hard to do, I know. Especially when you were drinking the night before or you’ve got a nice warm body asleep next to you or there’s a Space Battles marathon on TV. But you gotta do it. At the bare minimum, show up to class, sign your name to the attendance sheet and then fall asleep. At least you’ll get attendance points for the day.”

“Now you know as well as I that you aren’t going to go to every class you have. Things come up. A sudden road trip, your roommate has their head stuck in something, two chicks were fighting in the dorms and there were wet t-shirts involved. Stuff happens. Just make sure stuff is few and far between,” he said. “And when you do miss class get notes from the token overachiever in class. You know the one. Also? Have a excuse ready for the professor.”

Marshall sat down at the edge of his desk. “Which brings me to the activity for today. One at a time, come up here and give me your best “Why I wasn’t in class yesterday” excuse. And make ‘em good. Now when you go to college you’re not only representing yourself and your family. You’re representing Marshall Eriksen and his teaching skills. I refuse to send any bad liars off to college.”

[Wait for OCD is up!]

Basic Auto Mechanics, Session 4, Monday period 4

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Again the place was made up to look like the garage with all the cars and tools set out and ready.

"Good afternoon," John said. "Today we're moving on to how to change the spark plugs." He went through the demonstration, faltering slightly when he pulled several bras out of the engine when he popped the hood.

"Right," he said when he was finished. "Your turn. And I don't believe I need to say this, but make sure the engine is clear of any underwear. Also, if these," he gestured to the bras he'd pulled out of the engine of his car, "belong to anyone, feel free to reclaim them after class."

[ooc: wait for ocd is up]

Epicurist, Gourmet, Foodie [Monday, Period One]

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In deference to the island's new location, Bond was sipping on a colourful drink with an umbrella sticking out the top as the class arrived.

Instead of the usual spread of food, there were instead several closed coolers, along with a large variety of fruits, vegetables and meats, as well as numerous blocks of pastry.

"Good morning class," Bond started, putting down his drink. "Today we'll be doing something a little different, in that today's subject is pie, and I've found that the best way to get a true appreciation for pie, is in fact to make your own, which is what we'll be doing this class. I would like you to choose whatever fillings you would like, and to bake as many pies as you would like, which we'll get together at the end of the class and try.

"Now, while you're working on your pies, I'll tell you a bit more about pies..." With that, he began a lecture about the different kinds of pies and fillings you could find, and where you could find them.

[ooc: wait for ocd up!

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Inside Out -- Class 4, Period 2 [Tuesday]

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Juli looked tired today, and there was a faint frown creasing her forehead.

“We’ll be talking about the ethics of punishment today,” she said, leaning back in her chair and sipping her coffee. Sweet, sweet caffeine. “Both the similarities and the differences. For the sake of simplicity I’m giving you a scenario from my world, one that actually happened, and I’d like to hear what your opinion on it is—and then tell me what your world would do in the same scenario. And why. Feel free to discuss your answers with your classmates.”

Her eyes darkened slightly. “As I’ve told past classes: there are no right or wrong answers.”

“Your scenario is this: A man, specifically created to be a soldier, finds himself at a loss after a war is over. Not having any purpose in life he goes insane and turns to killing people.” Another sip of coffee. “We caught him. And we modified his memory until he was no longer the same person that he started as in punishment, then released him back into humanity. What is your opinion on that? And then, what would your world have done to the man that went insane and went about killing people?”

"Begin."

[Wait for the OCD is up!]