How to Be a Really Famous Actor (And Other Acting Tips), Friday, Period 1

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"Now you listen close and you listen hard, bucko," Lucas said, holding up the receiver of an old-school phone. "The next click you hear is me hanging up. The one after that... is me pulling the trigger!" And with that, Lucas hung up.

"That's kind of my 'Feeling lucky punk' quote from one of my biggest hits, 'You Just Don't Exist,'" Lucas said. "When people dress like Cole Hazard at conventions, that's the line they quote. That's the power of a catchphrase. You think Schwartzenegger gets to be a politician today if he couldn't mumble at least one good catchphrase per movie? If you do, you're an idiot and the rest of the class should kick your ass and steal your lunch money."

Lucas waited to see if anyone would raise their hand and volunteer for an ass kicking.

"It's Friday. We're in Hawaii on Sunday. You don't want to do any work now, I get that," Lucas said. "Unfortunately for you guys, 'evil' is in my job description. So you're going to get a bunch of situations and you need to come up with catchphrases for them. Your character is a badass. They're about to do something badass. Figure out what you're going to say and then make it sound badass."

Investigation Club Meeting, After classes, In the park

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Bruce had sent out an e-mail to the members of IC, letting them know to meet in the park today.

"Last Saturday, a portal opened here in the park and children from possible futures stormed the town," he said when everyone had gathered. "On Monday, they returned here to go through a portal back home. This has apparently been an annual tradition, always taking place in the park. Clearly, there's something special about the park if it's always the location of things like this. I'm not sure that investigating that portal will do any good this long after it disappeared. But knowing what a place is like where there's no disturbance sets a baseline that we need if we want to investigate any of the more peculiar things that might happen here."

"Find somebody to work with and comb the park, making note of what seems to be baseline normal. If you notice anything especially peculiar, let the group know so we can take a look at it."

Or in other words, Bruce didn't expect anyone but himself to be up to investigating much when classes were over for the week and soon everyone would be in Hawaii, so go ahead and take a casual, relaxing stroll through the park with some friends. He wasn't going to phrase it like that, but if anyone wanted to piece that together, well, they were just doing right by the club.

Pop Culture 101 | Friday | Period 2

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John's class was meeting in the computer lab today and John was at the front of the room, sitting on a desk, legs swinging while he waited for the class to file in and take their seats. Once they'd settled, he sat up a little straighter and got the lecture going.

"Happy Friday everyone," he said because it was a joyous occasion. "Looks like you're all getting ready for Spring Break so we'll have a light class today. Sorry, no movie, but I think this one won't be too hard. Today, we're gonna cover slang. I'm almost positive you've all heard this at one point in your life but if you haven't, slang is use of informal words and expressions that are not considered standard in the speaker's dialect or language. That make sense? No? Yeah, dictionary definitions never do."

John hopped off the desk and started walking around the front of the room. "Slang's kind of like a word or a phrase that's created or applied for the specific reason of describing something else in our society. For example, if you know someone that's no fun, you might call them a wet noodle. Doesn't make a lot of sense to call them a piece of pasta but the slang definition for wet noodle is person who doesn't have any fun, who might be limp and just lay there as a wet noodle does."

John was not a wet noodle, thank you very much. "Sometimes, new words are even created. For instance, ginormous. Has anyone heard this word before? Probably and if you look at the actual word, you can see that it's a combination of the words gigantic and enormous. So, it's a newly created word but it's also made up two already existing words. A little bit more understandable? Good. So, here's what I want you to do today. Using the computers in front of you, I want you all to find one slang word or phrase, research it and then tell me what the word or phrase is and tell me what it means. Easy right? Let's get to it then."

Library [2/18]

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It was Wesley's birthday in two (count 'em, two) days. It was also spring break in, again, two (yup, two) days. So he was in a relatively good mood as he sat in the library, because hey, what kind of crazy person could be grumpy right before spring break and their eighteenth birthday? That was just nonsense.

How to Be a Proper Sea Dog [Friday, February 18, 2011]

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When the students followed the treasure map (naturally) from the school to its ending point at the dock, they would find a pirate waiting for them as usual.

What wasn't usual was who the pirate was. "Ahoy, mateys!" Jack called from the rigging of the ship warning for random music on the page.... "This is the USS Constellation! She's a beauty, aye? I borrowed her for the day."

If by "borrow" you mean "stole from Baltimore Harbor with a note left behind that said Using for class. Bring it back later. Captain Hook." Jack was so helpful.

"I have but a vague idea of what ye have been learning in a class on how t' be proper sea dogs, so today I will teach you what I feel to be the most effective way t' spend time on a ship that doesn't involve drinking rum. Don't look so disappointed."

He swung down from the rigging. "Everyone grab a rope and get ready to make sail. And sing after me: What do you do with a drunken sailor---"

It was going to be a strange hour, me hearties.

Dealing With Idiots | Friday | Period 4 (Session 7)

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Another Baldrick-less class, and a professor who seemed to be trying to make up for it by smelling distinctly of coconut oil. You get your head start on Spring Break by blowing off your Friday classes, he'll do it his way. At least he wasn't in a bathing costume. Yet.

"One of the biggest drawbacks to the famous idiot is also one of the biggest advantages," he began when everyone was settled. "Unless you're unlucky enough to work for one, or have some other personal connection, you can't do anything much about the stupidity. They're not going to hear you when you shout at them, and while you could probably write some strongly-worded correspondence, the chance that they read their own fanmail -- or in the case of certain European royalty, anything that doesn't contain at least a three to one ratio of nude portraiture to words -- is slim to none."

The grin that followed was verging on truly nasty. "On the other hand, that means you can say any bloody thing you like to or about them, because they can't hear you. It won't have any effect on having to live with their political policies or their smarmy mugs slapped up on billboards every time you turn a corner, but ah, catharsis. Plus, depending on where you're doing your pointless railing, you can at least impress other people with your wit and creativity."

"Oh, yes," I he added as an afterthought: "And your post-holiday homework is to bring in a picture of someone you believe falls into that public idiot category -- for target practice."

[OOC: open for bizness!]

Apathy ... Something, Y'know, Wherever, It's Friday, Fuck It, I Dunno

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When people showed up for Apathy Club, they would find George, curled up on one of the desks, asleep.

It was fucking Apathy Club. It was a warm, sunny Friday afternoon. It was just before spring break, which was going to be in Hawaii, and George might hate most things, but fucking Hawaii? Hell yes she was going.

So why were they here? Actually, George didn't intend to wake up and find out.

Stay, and nap, or go enjoy the sunshine, or glare at George for sleeping, or ... honestly she couldn't give a fuck.

Spring break.