people suck except when they don't | thursday | period 2 | april 1

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Loki wasn't usually one for expressing anything girly like relief but he was happy to find that most of his class was intact and those that weren't there had been gone long before the fog occurred. So, he left that serve as his sympathy for the day and moved on. The class was meeting in the Danger Shop today for reasons only Loki knew. Be afraid.

( and we have a cut! )

All-Sexuality Support Group, A Classroom, Thursday After Classes [4/1]

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Luckily for all of you, Gabrielle had no concept of April Fool's Day, so the arrangement of snacks (including nachos, gummi bears, and doughnuts today) wasn't pranked. Nor were there any trick drink cups that would make you dribble on yourself, whoopee cushions on the chairs, or toy kaleidoscopes that would leave a ring around your eye. (She was on to all of those things, though. Xena liked playing practical jokes on her on her birthday, and thus had totally invented all these things already. Look. Go with it. And never mind that Gabrielle still fell for the jokes every time.)

Unluckily for all of you, Emmett not only had a concept, he thought he was funny.

"Hey, lads and lassies and check here for other! Usually we wouldn't have a movie day so soon after canceling the meeting last week, but I ran across one that you all have to see now." He reached for the remote to the DVD player.

"I'm afraid to ask," Gabrielle declared with a long-suffering, eyes-closed, these-are-my-hands-in-my-lap-so-they're-not-around-your-throat sigh. "No. I take that back. I'm not afraid, I'm horrified, but that won't stop you from showing it to us, so go ahead, Emmett. Share with everybody."

"Right." He pressed play, and on the screen, this man began to lead a group of sweatsuit-wearing people in a frenetic dance to the strains of It's My Party And I'll Cry If I Want To... "The fun part is this is an audience participation movie! Everybody get up and dance!"

Oh, you were all in trouble now. Have you ever seen Gabrielle dance? Clear the space. Stat. So she can . . . try to hit Emmett, actually. "THAT HAIR. WHAT IS THAT?!?"

"His, or the girl in the electric-blue leotard?" It was 1988. Her hair was.... currently only sported by people on Jersey Shore.

Also that would be Emmett kind of running, kind of dancing away. Followed by a short, sputtering bard.

Have fun, kids.

Library [4-01]

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George had a very odd song stuck in his head.  He wasn't quite at the point of gouging his ears out, but he was starting to think mayhap he should beat his head into a brick wall. Twould feel so nice when he stopped.

For now he was librarying it up.  Except when he wasn't.

Modeling for Dummies, Thursday

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"I hope you all had fun with your day off and the crazy fog and the GODZILLA."

A beat.

"...wow, he gets bold and caps. Good for him," Deadpool said, pausing to give that consideration. "So, I hope you all are all ready for today's photoshoot. We'll be doing it in pairs. One of you will be a mad scientist with the whole need to cackle and build things that will unmake all of reality. And the other will be a monster. But make it pretty, goddamn it. Or so help me, I'll go steal some sort of beam from Reed Richards and use it one you."

And that might end with Clor. No one wanted that.

The Perfect Crime [Thursday, Period Five]

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The Danger Shop was off when the class entered this afternoon.

"Afternoon kids," Rick said, looking up from the control panel. "I'm running a little late, but just wait over there and I'll get us started."

After the class had moved over to where Rick indicated, ( he pushed the button... )

[OOC: OCD up.]

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