Applied Dadaism, Wednesday, period 2

[superartie]

Artie wasn't at the meeting place on the preserve today, the way he usually was. Instead, there was a chalkboard leaning against a tree, including a map of the island and a note from Artie himself.

GREETINGS CAMPERS! said the note. TODAY WE PLAY HIDE AND SEEK! ONLY INSTEAD OF ONE PERSON BEING 'IT', YOU ARE ALL 'IT'! I HAVE HIDDEN SOMEWHERE! TRY TO FIND ME, AND WHEN YOU DO, YOU WILL HIDE TOO! DON'T BE THE LAST ONE TO FIND US ALL!

This was followed by an elaborate illustration of a grinning duck.

It was best not to ask.

[ooc: OCD is a-ready to go]

Dogma: Fuck It! | Wednesday | Period 1

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Class was meeting back in the Danger Shop today. Loki was growing pretty fucking fond of these simulations. It was always fun to make things do what his weird mind wanted.

"Welcome back!" he said, greeting him all jovially. "I'm glad to see you're all still here and I hope you've learned a thing or two over the last few weeks. Today's lesson is something fun, I promise."

Fun for Loki or fun for them, he wasn't saying.

"Typically, when someone says you're a sensible person, they mean you think things through thoroughly, you're not a risk taker and, underneath all that, you're no fucking fun. You're a fucking stick in the mud because you're always doing the sensible thing, being the responsible person. Fuck that shit, that's boring. Today, we're not going to be sensible people. Today, we're gonna do shit that we know we shouldn't do, that no human should do and we're gonna love it."

Loki hit the sim and several areas of extreme sports came into view. "This is our class for today. Have some fucking fun."

Romance 101, Wednesday, Period 4 -- Class 4

[carpe_demon]

Fortunately, Drake was back to being Drake-shaped -- and clothed -- for class today. "So, when it comes to romance," he began the class, "it's the little things that really matter. You want to let your Significant Other know that they're on your mind and how you feel about them. Sure, you can make big, grand gestures, and I totally encourage that, but there are little things you can do every day. For instance, you could learn to say I love you in a foreign language, like je t'aime, te quiero, ich liebe dich, ti amo, is tú mo ghrá, ik hou van je, én légpárnás tele van az angolnák. Hide love notes where they'll find them later. Have flowers sent, or pick a bouquet of wildflowers yourself. Pack a basket and go for a picnic in the preserve or on the beach. Read some poetry. Cook a meal unless you're Karla and have a candlelight dinner. Lay out under the stars and make up your own constellations. Backrubs -- or footrubs -- are great, too.

"One the flip side, well, try to be sure what what you have planned won't go spectacularly wrong. Romantic gestures can vary from culture to culture, so you want to make sure that a box of chocolate doesn't mean 'I hate you and want to break up' in some bizarre world. Don't get flowers that your boy- or girlfriend is allergic to. Be careful not to mangle a foreign language and tell someone your hovercraft is full of eels. Knowing most of the girls around here, if she is momentarily startled by a loud boom of thunder, don't grab her and say you'll always be there to protect her from the storm or she'll likely knee you in the groin. Chocolate-covered strawberries are usually romantic, but a hot tub full of jello, while fun, is more on the kinky side. And most importantly, remember there's a line between romantic and obsessive, creepy stalking. Surprising your SO at work with lunch? Romantic. Following him or her everywhere? Stalking. Bringing them coffee in the morning? Romantic. Breaking into their room every night to watch them sleep? Stalking. Writing them a poem? Romantic. Telling them they can't see their friends? Just asking to get your ass kicked.

"So what's the most romantic thing you've done for someone?" Drake finished. "What's the most romantic thing someone's done for you? And if you don't have an answer to either of those questions, it's a good thing you're in this class, because that is something we have to fix."

Blending In, Wednesday, Period 6

[eager-platypus.livejournal.com]

When the students arrived today, they would find themselves outside in even warmer weather than Fandom was having. Luckily, Ziva had programmed the Danger Shop to make sure everyone was dressed appropriately too.

"No matter where in the world you go, you will most likely encounter wildlife that is unique to the area. Sometimes, this is only a matter of familiar animals having a different appearance, such as our own teal deer. But sometimes, you might have to deal with animals you would not find anywhere else, and might be unfamiliar with altogether." She motioned to the open tour bus that was waiting for them and smiled. "Today, we will be meeting some animals you will not encounter in Fandom. Hopefully."

Library [06/02]

[likethegun]

Once the library was set up for the day, Sam went into list-making mode. One set of lists was everything he planned on taking with him to New York vs. what he was going to leave at the house vs. what he was going to throw out or give away. Then came the lists of what was going to get packed together (to lead to the fewest amount of boxes possible, of course), and then the lists of what he was going to bring to New York when he visited Peter vs. what he'd be bringing when he actually moved. That list was mostly books; hopefully Peter wasn't kidding about putting up more bookshelves for him or they were going to be tripping over Sam's collection in every room.

Magic of Baking: Week 4, Period 3

[justagalegirl.livejournal.com]

An email went out early in the morning to all the Magic of Baking students.

Class is canceled today with many apologies. Your homework for the week is to bake something - or find a recipe for something you want to make.

From a very far under the weather, Alysha Gale


[OOC: I'm so sorry, guys.  This is that  word where you make your character do what you're doing, and I'm sick.]

Being Marooned [Thursday, June 3]

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

"Today we shall Make Fire!" Jack announced, lifting his arms over his head dramatically. "And when we make fire, children, we do not--repeat, do not use rum to do it. Rum is for drinking! Rum is not for igniting large bonfires so your fiance in the British naval vessel will find you and rescue you only to break his heart into tiny pieces."

God, he missed her.

"Anyway!" he continued. "You take a bit of twine like so, and a stick like this, and you do this," he said, and demonstrated how to make fire.

See? He was quite handy!

"Or you can use a lighter," he said, "but most pirates will make sure to check you for useful bits and bobs before making you walk the plank."

He pointed to the beach. "Make yourself a campfire, then set it alight. And remember: NO USING RUM."

Because that part was the most important.