Fandom vs. The Real World- 2nd Period- Class #13

[can_be_more]

"This week we're going to be covering the larger scale invasions," Aeryn greeted the class once they'd all settled. "While we haven't had any this semester, save for the vegetables, they are common enough to have to prepare to deal with them. Trolls, zombies, snow monsters, these things happen. And while you may be used to facing an enemy on the scale of an actual invasion, it's a bit different in Fandom. We have people born and raised to fight, alongside magic users and those with powers, aside from those who live in the library to find out what's going on and how to stop it. I admit, it's impressive how people work when the time comes, and it's something you probably won't really understand until you see it. And I can almost guarantee that at some point, you will see it.

Passing out what she was pretty sure was their first and only handout for this class, she went on, "I've got a list of tips here. I have a feeling most of what I say would go ignored the microt an invasion actually happened, so hopefully seeing it in writing will maybe make a difference. I want you to look at these, and we'll go over any questions you may have on how to better prepare yourselves."

World Wars in Media, Tuesday

[chosehumanity]

"There's one last big power in the war we haven't spoken about at all," Mitchell announced. He was, as always, sitting cross-legged on the couch with a slight quirk of a grin on his face. "The Soviets." He patted the giant expanse of the USSR on the map behind him. "As you may remember, the communists took control of the country during the First World War, first under the guidance of a bloke called Lenin. But Lenin had a bad heart, and died less than a decade after his rise to power. There was a bit of infighting, but out of the whole mess came this guy..."( Moskau, Moskau, wirf die Gläser an die Wand, Russland is ein schönes land, ha ha ha ha ha... )

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Sex Thru The Ages, 12/1, Period 3

[captaininthree.livejournal.com]

Today the ball was in Jim's court on the class subject. And poor, poor Nathan just had to follow the notes he was given. God help everyone involved.

"Today we'll be talking about sex in terms of other species. The future for most of you and the present for myself and---a few others." Right. Awkward to think about Spock anywhere near sex. What Uhura was thinking--nevermind that now. "The Ferengi are a humanoid race," He continued, passing out a sheet on that. "That consider commerce a form of government and morality unto itself."

Algren stared at his notes. Stared at them. And then stared at Jim. And refrained from asking if this was real, or if Jim had made this up and had handed him this information on some so-called alien race to make him look like an idiot in front of the class.

And yet there he went, clearing his throat and reading the notes regardless. If he was going to look like an idiot, he was going to do so with confidence.

"Their obsession over wealth, which usually comes in a form of money they know as 'latinum,' has had a somewhat notable effect on the way their society has evolved into what it is... today?" A beat. "Or what it will be." Something like that. "Males are the dominant gender of this species, which makes females into... Well, into an asset, I suppose. Property. Marriage, for example, is more a business contract than lawfully wedded bliss, or whatever people consider it to be nowadays. Marriage doesn't last, it's a lease, signed between the bride's father and the groom for a set period of time and a set fee. The fee is due to be paid when the bride gives birth to a son."

There were many reasons why they never joined the Federation.

"Traditionally, the hammer represents sexual prowess for the Ferengi," Jim continued, sticking to the subject at hand. "Unlike human males, one of the more obvious methods of--" He smirked. "--stimulation is massaging the the lobes of their ears. Sometimes performed in public to demonstrate how successful their business is to be able to afford such services on a whim."

Jim leaned against the desk, looking out at the class. "We would like you to discuss how--if you have knowledge of them--non-human races approach gender equality and sexuality. If not, please use the Ferengi as an example. We will discuss more species later on."

Algren flipped through his notes again. Frowned at them, and then shrugged, looking up at the class.

"You heard the man. Get to it."

Anyone Can Cook, 12/01, Period 4

[thetoughestcook]

Colette was cheerful as the students filed in.

"Bonjour, and thank you for the time you spent on Thanksgiving last week," she said. "It seemed as though everyone enjoyed the food, and that is the important bit of a holiday."

"From now until the end of the term, we will work on desserts and confections. Today, the chocolate truffle." She held up a round brown thing and popped it into her mouth with evident delight. "It is named, bien sur, after the expensive and rare truffle fungus."

"They are traditionally made with a chocolate ganache center coated in chocolate or cocoa powder, and they are most often round. Other fillings may replace the ganache: cream, melted chocolate, caramel, nuts, almonds, berries or other sweet fruits, nougat, fudge, or toffee, mint, chocolate chips, marshmallow, and -- often -- liquor."

"Today, we will make the ganache sort. Watch and I will show you." She made the ganache quickly, handwaved a bit for the sake of time, formed it into balls and placed them into the refrigerator to chill. "When they are set, we'll roll them in a topping, such as cocoa or powdered sugar," she said. "These make magnificent gifts."

DADA for Muggles [Wednesday, December 2, 5th period]

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In the center of the room, surrounded by random tiny pine trees was a small green creature in a cage, looking very, very cranky.

But then, so was Sirius. He'd gotten bit the night before as they'd been capturing the gremlin for class and had spent a very uncomfortable hour singing about a cake he'd left out in the rain (and he'd never have that recipe again, oh no). "This is a gremlin," he said, pointing with his wand.

Remus was in much, much better spirits today. Mostly because he'd told Sirius to wear gloves, but had he listened? Nooo. So Remus got to laugh at that terrible, terrible song. "I understand that some of you may have already had some experience with these lovely creatures. While they aren't exactly dark creatures, they certainly are irritating, aren't they?"

"Yes," Sirius answered sulkily for them. "Please share any experiences you've had with these...things...and then feel free to come closer and examine it. If you get bitten, I will laugh."

Because Sirius was all about nurturing the students.

"And there are gloves," Remus added, gesturing to the box. "Should you choose to employ them." He looked sidelong at Sirius, smirking slightly.

"Thank you, Moony," Sirius replied, glaring back.

Classical Genre [Tuesday, 1st Period]

[cuff-me-once.livejournal.com]

"Good morning class," Rick chirped at his students. "I hope you all enjoyed the holiday weekend, I know I did." So much so, he'd forgotten to write a lecture. Bad Rick.

"Now, the topic of the day is romantic films, and who doesn't love a good romance? The thrills, the tension, highly attractive actors with mad chemistry. It's a great way to kill a few hours."

"Which as you recall was your homework for the week, so I want you all to tell the class what film you watched and if there was any swoonnage involved. Then we'll all settle in to watch one of the greatest romantic films of all time, Thiefcatcher by Alfred Hitchcock."

Rick had great taste in romantic films, he was awesome like that.

[OOC: OCD up.]

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