Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009

sith_happened: (Anakin: making an entrance)
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When the Ethics class arrived in the Danger Shop, they stepped into an entirely different world.

An incredibly dry, hot one. That smelled really bad.

Anakin waved his hand around the room. "Welcome to the embodiment of gluttony," he said, "the palace of a Hutt."

He concentrated on the controls on the far side of the room, and the simulation sprung to life: dozens of beings drinking, eating, and dancing, with all activity centered around a vile slug of a beast laying on the raised dais at the front of the room.

In a place of honor on the wall was a man, face twisted in a silent scream but his features obscured beyond recognition, encased in silver. Anakin ignored it as he walked past to point at the creature on the dais. "That," he said, nose wrinkling in disgust, "is a Hutt. This particular version was named Jabba, one of the most powerful crime lords in the galaxy." A grim smile turned the corners of his mouth up. "At least until he met my children."

He shook his head. "That is neither here nor there. Today is an interactive experience for you, class. Take a good hard look around. See the effects that gluttony can have."

His eyes went flat. "Touch any of the dancing girls and you'll regret it. That's a promise."
[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
Everything was ready and set up for those in the music club, although there were no snacks today other than water bottles. Penelope really didn't think people were interested in eating when trying to sing or play.

When those who came were assembled, Penelope stood and very briefly gave a short speech on the type of music she liked to play, which was of course, classical. Not enjoying being the center of attention, she sat at the piano and waited to see if anyone else wanted to share or just simply wanted to play their instrument of choice or sing.

Library [2.3]

Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009 12:13 pm
[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com
To be perfectly honest, Anemone didn't have the slightest idea that the island was being strange today. Since she didn't know how to lie in the first place, anyone who came into the library would be subjected to her usual mad whims and lack of tact.

Gulliver, however, remained the height of discretion.

[Open & OCD-Free.]
[identity profile] 1petrelli1.livejournal.com
"Today we're going to talk about beliefs and values," Nathan said as he passed around a handout. "For the purposes of today's class we're defining values as what you feel is important and beliefs as what shapes your values. For example, you would not value care for the elderly if you did not believe that the elderly were important.
I believe this will attract a teal deer )

[ooc: ocd is up! Example based on Hazelwood School Dist. v. Kuhlmeier]

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