Living on Your Own, Friday, Period 1

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The group met in a classroom equipped with cooking equipment, and the teacher was wearing an incongruous frilly pink apron that his face dared the class to say something about.

He was teaching home ec. May as well look the part.

After the students were assembled, Tyler began to talk.

"So this is Living on Your Own, or, as I seem to keep calling it when I'm trying to explain what it is, guerilla home ec. We'll talk about some kind of practical stuff -- finding a place, getting a job -- and also about stuff like cooking and enough housekeeping to keep your house from getting declared a fire hazard."

"My name is Tyler Durden. Call me Tyler, call me Mr. Durden, whatever works. As for how I am qualified to teach this, I've been basically on my own since I was 14 and I'm in one piece." He was ignoring the time he'd spent in state custody, yes. "If you need me outside class hours, my office hours are Mondays. Your TA is Meg Manning."

"This week, we're going to make soap. It's a little harder than most of what we'll do, but I figure you may as well dive right in. Plus I like making soap. Really it's a basic project -- rendered fat, lye, cold water and that's it. You can add scents or color if you want to. Supplies and directions are at the workstations. Lye's nothing to screw around with, so please, wear rubber gloves and work together if you don't know what you're doing."

"But before we start on the soap, I'd like to do that introductions thing. Name, age, experience living on your own, and" -- he smiled for the first time -- "who you would fight out of anyone, living or dead. Fictional figures included."

Mad Thientithtth And How To Thurvive Them [week 01 - period 03]

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"Welcome to Thurviving Mad Thientithtth." Igor gave the assembled students a big toothy grin. "While you are in thith clath, lithping will be mandatory. It ith an Igor tradition. I am teaching you how to be Igorth, therefore, you will lithp." Igor handed each student a satchel, containing a number of items, and a syllabus. "The Igor clan hath a long tradition of therving thothe whom otherth might judge to be of quethionable thanity, conveniently lumped under the term mad thcientithtth. Thith ith your firtht letthon: we make no moral judgementh, we jutht do our jobth. Our job ith whatever the mathter requireth and if you want to thurvive working for a mad thientitht, you do your job well.

Today, the job ith in three partth. Firtht, introduthe yourthelf tho we can get to know each other. Thecond, tell me what you would take out of a burning building. Third, practithe your lithping by repeating thith phrathe." He passed out pieces of paper on which was written: She sells sea shells by the sea shore.

"Next week, everyone wear clotheth you don't mind getting thtained. Actually, wear thoth every week; until you refine your techniqueth, you're going to get methy. And don't forget your thatchelth."

[ooc: Pleathe wait for And we have OCD! If writing out the lisping gets to be too much, you can handwave it as long as you indicate in narrative that the character lisped. Otherwise, Igor will patiently correct them.]

Roving the Galaxy - Friday, Period 4 (After Lunch)

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"So, Roving the Galaxy," the Doctor said, winging it. He might have lost track of the days and forgotten to prepare anything. It was more fun to do it off the cuff anyway. "Galaxy. Roving it. Okay, so, you're all here for whatever reason is your own and you're welcome to talk about it to someone else. Me, I'm probably not going to listen to be perfectly honest, so let's get onto the good stuff. Well, good in the sense that it's not all good but fun! Well, fun if you're into that sort of thing." He realised he was getting off track, paused with a 'I just caught myself getting off track' expression on his face, then started talking again.

"Most of you, I would assume, haven't been too far from home, whether that's Earth, Raxacoricofallapatorious or somewhere I haven't even heard of. Do you know how strange that is, places I haven't heard of? Love it. Beginning to love Fandom because of it. Anyway. Moving on. Over the next couple of weeks, we're going to go through a crash course in the basics of what you need to know to rove the galaxy.

Some weeks we'll go off to another planet, fake planets in this case thanks to this beautiful piece of technology although we might take a field trip at the end of the course, and a lot of weeks we'll deal with aliens coming to Earth. Why? You're not the only ones roving the galaxy. Better get used to it. If you can learn how to be a good host, you'll learn quick smart how to be a good guest when you're out there travelling around.

Smaller class than last time, all good, means we can get to know each other. I'm not much one for introductions, but let's give it a shot, shall we? I'm the Doctor. I'm a 903 year old Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I travel a lot and I've been just about everywhere you can point out in the night sky. You," he pointed to the person he was looking at. "Name, species, place of origin and off-world travelling experience."

The Library [11.07]

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It was with a deep sigh of relief that Karal arrived at the libray and found no one else there. There didn't seem to be any sign of a librarian, either, so...

"Shall we?" he asked Altra. The Firecat nodded and led the way inside, Karal following closely at his heels.

Summer Fitness [Period 2, Friday]

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Looking far too pleased with himself, Bond was doing some stretches in the gym as he waited for his class to arrive. Once the students had assembled he began. "Good morning, class, for those of who haven't had a class with me before, my name is James Bond, you may call me Professor Bond, or Sir."

He clapped his hands together. "Now, the class is called Summer Fitness," he said. "Which I think is fairly self explanatory, so after a quick round of introductions where you tell me a bit about yourself and why you're taking the class, we'll get down to some exercises that will enable me to set a baseline for your performance and improvement."

"Let's get started then," he said, pointing at the nearest student.

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