Monday, May 28th, 2012

[identity profile] boobs-and-evil.livejournal.com
Class today was meeting at the Causeway, where Callie had arranged a portal. Once everyone had arrived -- or, really, enough people for Callie to assume that that was everyone -- the students would be ushered through. On the other side, they would find themselves standing at the top of a very, very tall purple-colored escalator, in what appeared to be a cave with fire-engine-red walls.

Shopping Trip in Hell )

And with that, she seated herself on the nearest bench and began punching numbers into her Blackberry. She'd give her students a minute or two, in case any of them had questions. And once they had dispersed, then she was going to Scarbucks for a latte.
[identity profile] yakkoyaks.livejournal.com
The classroom was dark today as Yakko stood at the front of the room somberly. From the darkness behind him, The Battle Hymn of the Republic started playing.

"Shortly after the American Civil War, Washington DC established a new federal holiday to commemorate the soldiers who gave their lives for their country. This day, originally called Decoration Day, slowly turned into something more. Instead of just commemorating those who lost their lives in the Civil War, a new day, Memorial Day, started celebrating those lost in all wars. In 1971, the day was moved to the final Monday of May every year, where we still celebrate it today...."

The lights turned on, showing a large BBQ grill behind Yakko. "...Mostly with cookouts! Since the day's part of a three day weekend at the end of May, Memorial Day is considered the unofficial start of summer and an excuse to get people together and feed them food off the grill."

Yakko put on an apron and chef's hat before spraying an ungodly amount of lighter fluid onto the grill, dropping a pre-lit match into the grill, ducking back to dodge the rush of fire that somehow didn't trigger the sprinklers, and he started throwing various foods into the flames.

"Sure, there's still plenty of memorials going on, but mostly it's a day for parades, sales, remembering the Indy 500 yesterday, concerts, and so much food! So let's celebrate the modern way. FOOD'S UP!"

Yakko grabbed a plate and swept it across the grill, somehow scooping up all of the perfectly cooked food on it with one swoop.

Apparently that was the class activity today. Chow down!

Library, Monday

Monday, May 28th, 2012 09:34 am
[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com
Today in the library, apparently the books regarding early exploration in Canada wanted some attention. No matter how many times William put them away, the moment he turned his back they'd be back on the circulation desk.

After flipping through a couple of them, he decided that a few books refusing to be shelved was better than something like a river suddenly appearing in the library.

...Of course, now he was going to keep an eye out in case that happened to appear.
[identity profile] scary-jeff.livejournal.com
"So you've gotten around to the naked bits," Jeff began.

Sitting in front of every student was a dress-up doll and a bunch of stickers with numbers on them. This was going to go marvelously well, obviously.

"Congratulations," he added, whole-heartedly, and gave them both thumbs up. "But! Now comes the really tricky bit." Because clearly things hadn't been tricky enough up to this point. "Clothes! There's a lot that can go really really wrong when you're taking your clothes off. And I'm not just talking about getting stuck in your own trousers and falling off the bed or anything, because that's the advanced stuff. No, I'm talking about the really elementary thing, the overlooked problem that could send you soaring screaming to apocalyptic doom: Socks!"

Anyone who'd paid attention to their dolls might at this point notice that they were, in fact, all also wearing socks. That amount of attention to detail was what made Jeff's class what it was, all right?

"The most important question when you're about to get with someone is this. When do you take your socks off? The timing is critical. It's got to be after your shoes, obviously, but before your pants, because otherwise you're a naked man in socks--"

Beat.

"Or a naked woman in socks. Actually, I'm not sure how this works for women exactly, but I can tell you this: no woman would let a naked man in socks do the squelchy with her. This is the Sock Gap, the most deadly trap in all the realms of earthly delights. Don't laugh! Many men have fallen through it before you. Maybe many women have, too."

He gestured with abandon as he spoke. "The corpses of a million squelchy bits lay here in this naked pit of Socks!" he announced. "And only you have the power to keep yourself from joining them!"

He picked up a sheet of stickers. "You have three minutes," he said, "To label all the items of clothing on the dolls in the order you would have to take them off to avoid falling into the Sock Gap, or tying up your legs and falling off, or getting stuck in the Prison of Sleeves-- there are many ways to wander off the path, students! You will not do so on my watch!"

... Yes.

Thank you, Jeff.
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[personal profile] not_in_the_book
"You're walking down the street," Ronan said, and around the class the Danger Shop took the appearance of a city street. "It's late-ish -- say ten o'clock. You're on your way to a club, or just leaving the theatre. Maybe you're meeting friends for coffee, or you just had dinner with your parents.

"And across the street, you hear someone shout for help. Looking over, you can see something going on in an alley across the street. What do you do?"

Ronan made a small gesture with his hand, and somewhere across the street, behind the crowds walking down the other sidewalk, a small scuffle began in the alleyway; someone screamed.

"If you're like most people," Ronan continued, "the more people who are around, the less likely that you'll help. This is called the 'bystander effect'."

The screams continued. "So," he said, raising an eyebrow at the class. "Are you going to help, or not?"

[Wait for OCD is up!]
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[personal profile] fates_jaye
When the students all go there today, they'd find Jaye starting with, "Hope you all had a good day off- Oh wait, we don't get holidays off here. Nevermind."

She'd have been bitching up a storm if her class had been on a Monday this session. Seriously.

"Anyway, today you get to show me what you got for last week's prompt of 'turtles and/or pies.' And for next week, you're going to show me.... architectural photos. Of buildings and stuff." Like Jaye had a plan before she came in here. "And has no one really gotten a gremlin bite picture yet? This is week four? Stir things up, you guys, it's for extra credit. God."

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