Karaoke For Fun And Profit #4 [Tuesday, Period 5, 6/3]

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"We're going to spend the next couple of weeks looking at music genres and how to pick the right song for the occasion," said Mike, taking his usual spot onstage. "First up is pop music. It's almost always guaranteed to be a crowd pleaser, unless you're doing karaoke in a biker bar. Like any good genre, you have various sub-sets like bubblegum pop, dance pop, teen pop, and so on. How do you know what the right genre is for the crowd? Spend some time looking over the room, getting a feel for the crowd's mood. Go ahead and hit the bar for a drink before you get on stage. One drink could really loosen you up and give you an excuse to talk to people. Finally, listen to some of the other songs people are singing, and be sure you look through the catalog of available songs. That will definitely give you a clue as to what is appropriate and what is not."

Since Mike was already on stage, he started everyone off with one of his favorite pop songs* before stepping aside for the students to take their turns.

[OOC: *It had to be done. I'll be back after 4 PM to pick up pings!]

Library [6.3]

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It was absolutely beautiful outside today, and Anemone was practically bouncing as she threw open the doors to the library.  It was warm.  Finally, blessedly, warm, and she could go outside without shivering. 

It was about time.

Blending In: Class 4, Period 3

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Aly wasn't upset the island had decided to move.  Really.  She totally hadn't planned an entire class around 'blending in France.'

So inside she asked the class to meet her in the Danger Shop which was currently a tavern of the sort one would find in just about any Tortall town.  That is to say vaguely medieval, filled with barmaids and lower more scruffy sorts mixed in with a few fine gentlemen slumming it and a mix of craftsmen drinking, eating or otherwise engaged.  If anyone was familiar, this particular tavern looked a good bit like the old Dancing Dove in Corus, but few other than Aly probably realised.

Aly leaned against one of the walls, watching the students.  "Today we're going to practce fitting in to a place that most of you might be a bit unfamiliar with - those who are?  You have an easy week.  Enjoy it.  The name of this tavern is the Dancing Dove, and what I want you to do is dress the part after seeing what the other patrons are using.  Try to blend in with the patrons, don't start a fight, and find out who Rispah is.  Pair up or go on your own."

She grinned.  "Questions?"

[OOC:  Please wait for the OCD is up, more information will be in there!]

Courtly Dancing and Defence: Week 4, Period 4

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Aly had taken over the music room for their classes from now on, and she was just setting up the speakers as the students came in.  "Afternoon, guys," she said lightly, turning to face them.  "I hope you're all enjoying our tropical paradise."

"Today we're going to focus on a dance you all need to know if you don't already - the waltz.  It's incredibly easy, even if you have two left feet because it's basically steps on the count of three."

She ran through a quick demonstration of the basic steps, counting out loud.  "Any questions?"  Once they all were answered, Aly nodded, hitting the play button on her music.  "Then grab a partner and try it out.  Try to work with a few different partners if you can - it's good to get used to dancing with all different types."

[OOC: OCD coming  is up!]

Intergalactic Justice, Tuesday Period One

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"Good morning, kids!"

Not only was Jim in a good mood, Jim was also decked out in a TROUT! cap, a t-shirt that read I ♥ TROUT, and he was wheeling a monitor with a webcam on top into the room. "Today, we're going to be talking about wisdom, so perk up your eager little ears and pay attention!"

He turned towards the class, and beamed broadly. "Now, I know, we all know how to shoot our blasters and dodge cows and the general circumference of the universe, but sometimes, you just can't make it on your own. Sometimes, your problems are so horrible, so despicable, so outrageously, mind-bogglingly, staggeringly UNGOOD that you must take a leap of faith and ride your quest down to a figure of ultimate unending smarts!"

He winked at the class. "You should take this from me, kids, I have four hyper-intelligent brains!" Most of which were currently contemplating pie. "Now I realise you must all be thinking, 'Yes, mister Jim, but who would be such a bounty of infinite wisdom?'. That's an interesting question, class, and it's very easy to answer."

He had to slam the 'on' button on the television a couple of times before the image kicked in.

The giant furry fish on the other side was a little busy reading. It took him a few moments to-- "Oh, hello, kids. I didn't see you there."

"The GIANT, fur-bearing TROUT!" Jim said, his voice reaching pitches of such enthusiasm that it would probably break meters. "Share with us your wisdom, oh furry bearer of cosmic knowledge! SHARE IT!"

The trout digested this request. "Alright," he drawled, "Just let me flip my soyburgers..."

Jim's fingers were positively wriggling with delight.

"Ask good questions, students! Those who flow with the waters of the trout shall perservere!"

"Jim? I trademarked that."

"Oh, sorry."

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Galactic Vacationing - Wednesday, Period 4

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The students who came to the Danger Shop today found themselves in the rolling countryside. There wasn't much by way of trees, but a lot of open spaces, a road that passed over the green hills. It looked a lot like Scotland actually.

The weather was fairly brisk and the sun was setting. The Doctor was waiting for them at the top of one of the hills. "Now, before you ask, a lot of places look like this. It's not the sights, it's the people that make any trip. We're off to a little place called the Torchwood Estate. Victorian era. No computers or television or Backstreet Boys. Blend in. It's easier than it seems.

Come on. It's getting dark out here. Full moon tonight."

Networking to Success #4, Wed, Period 1 (6/4/08)

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"Today we're going to work on building your confidence," Nathan said. "We're going to play a game called 'I've Done Something You Haven't Done'."

Nathan paused, glancing at the students. "You may find a variation of this game coming in handy later. When you're older. Possibly in college."

Nathan cleared his throat. "The way the game works is that you introduce yourself and state something that you've done that you think nobody else in the group has done. If somebody else has done it you have to come up with something else. We'll then go to the next person until everybody's gone. The idea is to realize that everyone has something interesting - something unique - that they can share about themselves to help break the ice at parties.

"I'll start us off. My name's Nathan Petrelli and I flew planes for the US Navy." Nathan pointed to a student at random. "Your turn."

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