Classic Video Games ; Monday ; Period 1

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Even though he'd made the decision to stay, it still surprised Riley when he walked into the classroom to teach another class in another semester. He truly thought he'd be one and done but no. Apparently, a part of him liked this place. Go figure.

Once the students had arrived and Riley had hooked up the consoles they'd be using for today's video game, he got started on the brief lecture.

"Hey guys, welcome to what I think is the first class of the new semester," he said, half smiling. "Yeah, it's a little early which means it's a little cold but hey, you're all here now. Today, we're gonna take it easy and get the introductions out of the way but we're gonna play a video game too. For those that don't know, this class is about classic video games. Each class, we'll take a look at video game from the past that you played on a console that is no longer relevant. Now, I know some of you might come from different worlds were tech is a little different and video games might be either more advanced or not even invented at all. For this class, though, we'll be concentrating on this world's video games since that's what I know and I'd love to sound like the smart person in the room."

He knew there was one or two people who might make that hard. Kids were so smart these days.

"So, intros. Easy peasy. Just let me know your name and what type of video game you like. Puzzle, adventure, role playing, simulation, anything. You can give me an example of a video game you really like too, if you want. After that, I've got some Atari consoles hooked up -- "

Yes, Atari.

" -- so we're gonna play some Pitfall. Let's get started!"

Ah, nerdism. Riley was in his element.

Emergency Fandom Weather Report

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[microphone feedback, then a loud bass tump as of someone smacking said microphone and the actual phone it's attached to into the nearest brick wall]

Bo: Uh, hi, guys. This is a special weather report from Bo in the Fandom High Security Office. Well, not in yet -- [THUNK]

Also Bo: That's what she said!

Bo: Ow. And I didn't say that. Well, I did, but I was drunk at the time and it was months ago...

Tamsin: Wow. [beat] Can we get to the point of this lovely broadcast before I miss second coffee? [beat] This is Tamsin. I'm here on behalf of the Fandom High Sheriff's Department to make sure your security officer doesn't kill herself while trying to keep you guys from dying.

Bo: Nobody's dying out here. Just getting pelted with-- [THUNK]

Also Bo: Weird crap the Vikings left?

Tamsin: Ale. It's called ale. The real kind. What am I even doing here, I swear to god…

Bo: I know it's ale. I mean it's not ale, it's little springs and gears and shi-- stuff. And I think that was a watch hand? Or the world's tiniest arrow.

Tamsin: What Bo here is trying to say is that she's trying to save you all from freezing to death by using the new weather machine, and there's a slight chance of it going horribly wrong. Sorry about that.

Bo: Hey, at least I got it to only snow machine parts instead of... snow.

Tamsin: Blah blah everyone make sure you bring an umbrella with you on your way out blah blah, congratulations, you won't be getting frostbite today.

Bo: Which is totally worth a few embarrassing things you may have said in the past getting replayed for whoever's around every time one of these things hits you.

Also Bo: My daughter has a tail.

Bo: THERE WAS SEX POLLEN DON'T YOU JUDGE ME. ...You know, you might just want to stay inside as much as possible today, no frostbite or no.

Tamsin: Hasn't happened to me yet, for some reason-- OW!

Also Tamsin: Shit, crap, fu--

[blast of feedback, as if the phone and microphone have just smashed into something really, really hard]

[broadcast abruptly ends]

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[OOC: So yeah: instead of sub-zero and blizzard today, you get average winter temperatures and falling clockwork bits that play short sound clips of stuff your own character has said in the past. Maybe they're tape player parts? Who the hell knows. Aside from Bo, obviously. Because Bo totally knows weather machines. Obviously. Preplayed with the sadly-not-on-my-screen-last-night-because-no-new-episode fjordicswagger]

It's All Fun & Games, Monday, Period 2

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"Hey, minions," Jack said laconically once all the students who were going to come were more or less assembled in the gym. She was wearing shorts that showed off her leg tattoos and a Fandom High t-shirt and had a whistle around her neck, the better to look like a gym teacher stereotype. "I'm Jack. Welcome to It's All Fun and Games. Some of you might end up calling it gym class."

"Anyhow, I'm not going to disappoint you guys by skipping the first week introductions. Gimme your name, age, and favorite game or sport. Once we're done with that, go over to the obstacle course and follow the instructions. I wanna see how in shape you are or aren't."

She paused, then added, "I'm going to want a TA. Volunteers can talk to me after class."