StuCo Elections | School Lobby

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Just before first period, Barney, his booth, and a half dozen signs encouraging students to VOTE HERE appeared like magic in the lobby of the school.

If it wasn't for that special something in his coffee, Barney didn't think he'd make it through the day of holding vigil over the ballot box. He knew from experience there would be no trouble, but just in case, he had Fraser on speed dial.

Someone give that man something to do other than talk about Canadaland. Ah, if only Barney knew about the evil fish.

[OOC: See voting rules as described on the ballot! Feel free to ping in and play out casting your votes or dance around begging for votes, but note that I'm mostly afk until 8pmish.]

What It Takes To Be A Badass | Friday | Period 2

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Loki didn't really know what the fuck to think of the stupid ass flying biting fish outside but he knew he wasn't in the fucking mood to deal with it. Not today. He'd go out later and play baseball with their fucking heads.

"I'm glad that everyone looks to have their faces intact," he said and left the situation outside to that. "Now, we're going to talk about something that most people take for granted when trying to be badass. Talking. If you want people to believe you, you've gotta be able to talk the talk. Sure, some of you might think your look is all you need but a few words here and there can be enough to strike fear and intimidation into people larger and stronger than you."

Loki had done that enough. He knew how to be so specific and so grotesque that he could make grown men cry. "So, here's some things to remember. Don't fucking stutter. The minute you look like you're showing weakness, you're going to be thought of as a pansy ass. Don't use big fucking words. If you start spouting off shit that only you and the members of Mensa know, you're just going to confuse people. If you're going to lecture them, talk fast and make sure your details are strong. Don't just reiterate the same point over and over. Make sure they know how you're going to beat their asses or how you're going to terrorize them. If you're going to curse, don't sound nervous about those words. Act like those words are yours and that you invented them. And be fucking confident. You're not going to do any fucking damage if you're acting like you're about to piss yourself."

He hoped no one did that here. "So, that's what you're going to do. Stand up and talk. Try and make me believe you know what you're doing. Oh, but there's a catch."

There always was.

"I'm going to give you the subject and you have to tell me about it or convince me of something. Make me change my mind. Act like you know your information and this is a fucking cake walk? Got it? Let's go."

Battles that Changed (American) History, Second Period, 10-17

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Steve skipped straight past a traditional greeting this morning in favor of ( The Declaration of Independence )

Demolition and Dynamite; Friday, Third Period [ 09/17 ].

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"Okay," Kūkaku said, at the front of the class room and looking over the students, "I've mentioned in the past two weeks that one of my specialties is fireworks; I can light up the fucking sky like it's the end of the world, so believe me when I say this with the utmost disgust. Fireworks in this place can really fucking suck. I don't think half the shit they sell as fireworks should even count. But that's what we're talking about today. Fireworks."

And, since it was Kūkaku's specialty, there was certainly a lot of it to be talked about. Going over the different kinds, the popular shapes, the history, but, most important, the how-tos: chemical reactions, construction, so on and so forth. How to make all those pretty colours and shapes and blah blah blah.

But, of course, everyone had to know that Kūkaku would only talk so long before she let things get explody and fun. "Alright. Got all that stuff? If not, go ahead and ask me questions on the way to the Danger Shop. There's no way I'm starting you all out on straight up fireworks so soon, but what we do have is a shit ton of crappy commercial fireworks waiting for us, and I'm gonna show you how to take what we talked about today to make them suck less. So, come on, to the Danger Shop!"


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Library [9-17]

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George was not in the library. Are you kidding? There were flying bitey fish out there. No way was he sitting in the library when he could be out throwing knives at the damn fish and then having to scramble when they came back to life.

But the library was still there, and the books weren't biting. Yet.

[I have work and then I'm fleeing for the weekend so yes, mod as you like!]