Model United Nations, Wednesday, period 1

[locointhecoco]

"Hiya, everypony!" Pinkie greeted as the students filed in, today seated behind a very large, very official looking desk with a microphone on it. She wore a pair of glasses with thick-black rims low on her nose, peering at everyone like an irritated librarian from a children's novel. On either side of the desk were two podiums, both also with microphones. "I thought we'd try something a little bit different, today. There've been these neat things on the television lately called 'debates', in which three people get in a big room behind desks and podiums and one of them asks questions and the other two YELL AT EACH OTHER! Doesn't that sound like fun?" Pinkie slammed her hoof on the desk for emphasis. It reverberated in a way wood probably shouldn't. "So I've partnered you all up! I'm going to ask pair a very important question, and then we can all get yelling!"

Sword & Shield: Tactics, Period 3, Wednesday

[screwyoumarvel]

"Today we're going to do something a little different and play a game," Steve announced to the class. "A game in which your goal is nothing less than world domination." He paused, then added, "For good, of course. So, pair up, grab a game board, and may the best tactician win."

Library, Wednesday, All Day

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

There were no animals, no safaris, no beach, nothing of vacation at all besides memories in the library today. It was very depressing. The books were doing their level best to recreate them, offering plenty of dioramas from their pages.

They were very nice, of course, and Sholeh appreciated them very much. But it just wasn't the same, sigh.

[This was supposed to be posted earlier, sorry! OCD free.]