Tuesday, July 22nd, 2014

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Bond had emailed his class to meet him at the front of the school building today, where he handed each of them a map of the island marked with a numbered grid and a sealed envelope.

"Good afternoon," he said. "I trust you all had a quiet weekend. There are a number outdoor activities based around the idea of using various navigation tools to find particular points or objects, for example, orienteering uses a map and compass, while geocaching uses GPS receivers. For today's class we'll be doing a simple exercise roughly midway between the two.

"I've placed several tokens at various places on the island, one for each of you. Your envelopes contain some simple clues you can use to triangulate the grid references for where a token is hidden. I would like each of you to have brought me your token by the end of class.

"You may work alone or together as you see fit."

[Class Roster]
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After sending out a handwavy email to his students yesterday to expect a brief portal trip for today's class, everyone was now standing in the backyard of Sam's massive estate. The first thing they'd probably notice was the big halfpipe looking before them and the boy who was currently dropping into the halfpipe.

If they looked around, they'd notice statues and nymphs that seemed to be alive, lots of gnomes that seemed to be in different places whenever you looked, small gladiators that seemed to be arguing with each other and a big ole Minotaur off to one side.

"Welcome to Seattle," Sam said, smiling. "And to the backyard of my house. It probably looks a little strange but after living on the island for so long, maybe it's kind of normal? Kind of? Anyway, today we're gonna be doing some skateboarding. Back there -- "

He jerked a thumb at the halfpipe.

" -- is what we're going to be using. You can see my friend Ramon already in the halfpipe showing off for new visitors. It's a lot more fun then showing off for Taco, my chupacabra. Heads up, if you're a girl, he might try and charm you. Don't let him."

"Hey, I heard that!" Ramon shouted from the top of the halfpipe. Taco, who was perched at the top of the halfpipe too, just rolled over and stretched out. "No one can resist my charm!"

Sam ignored him. "Skateboarding consists of a board with four small wheels that you stand on, of course. You use your feet to get you speed and the board is small and light enough to be able to do tricks when you're more experienced. Today, we're just gonna work on dropping into the halfpipe and staying on the board while going up and down one side and the other. It's harder than it looks because you've really gotta find your balance. I'm not gonna make you wear knee and elbow pads but I would recommend them. Helmets are not optional though since we're not in the Danger Shop today. You wear them or you don't skate and I'll make James entertain you for the whole class."

Ramon made a gagging sound. The gnomes had finally noticed some new visitors and were slowly getting closer to the class, giving them all curious looks.

"And...nothing here will hurt you," Sam said when he noticed the gnomes. "Feel free to explore the backyard if you're curious though."

With that, Sam started passing out skateboards and sending everyone up the halfpipe.
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Pinkie was shooting rubberbands across the classroom today with her hooves, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth as she aimed, then let go with little "p-too!" noises.

At least she seemed to be having fun. And wasn't shooting glitterbombs at people. Yet.

"I'm not cleaning that up." Derek was so cleaning that up. His bitch face at the mess made that perfectly clear.

Please. Rubber bands would be the least of his cleaning woes, today.

"Today we're going to do tie-dye!" Pinkie cheered, whipping a drop cloth off of a line of pristine five-gallon paint buckets full of dye by the back wall. She possibly should have saved that cloth for under the buckets, instead of using it for a rather anticlimactic dramatic reveal. But, you know. Que sera, sera.

"God help us," Derek muttered under his breath. "There's gloves so you don't dye your skin. And if you still manage to do that, you're on your own."

"Humans could really stand to be more colorful," Pinkie noted. "So if you really wanna dye your skin, I'm not going to stop you."

She was the best teacher ever.

Derek sighed the most dramatic sigh he could sigh. "We have white t-shirts to work with. Don't screw up too much."

He was the best teacher ever.
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Anakin didn't look particularly thrilled to be there today--a late portal from Atton's galaxy had placed him in a layover holding room inexplicably full of nothing but prawn chips and he still smelled vaguely like imitation fish--but his hair looked amazing, so thanks for that, Bel.

"Today we're going podracing," Anakin said, "something that those of you who were in my previous class are already familiar with. Podracing is a sport on Tatooine--a bit like car racing on this planet but with faster vehicles that require much quicker reflexes--reflexes that humans, frankly, aren't built to have. I was the only human ever to podrace and not die immediately, but that's because I'm Force sensitive and don't rely on human reflexes. Since most of you do, I've tweaked the simulator so that you won't immediately explode."

How nice of you, Anakin.

He led them through an intensive discussion of how the controls worked, then stepped back to let them try out the Boonta Eve classic race course, complete with Tusken Raiders taking potshots at them on the third turn.

Because he wasn't that nice.
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As per the handwavy email Kate had sent out beforehand, class was meeting at Wonka's Sweets Shoppe. "So long story short, last week I was dealing with the everlasting stupid that is midwestern airlines," Kate started without preamble. "So you got my boyfriend instead of me. I hope you had fun, and even if you didn't, I hope you have some this time."

They were in a candy store. If they didn't have fun in here, Kate was going to think there was something seriously wrong with them.

"Today, we'll be taking one of your suggestions from the introductions: we'll be learning how to make chocolate. And we're doing it here, because I wanted you to have actual non-simulated chocolate, and because there's actually someone here who knows what they're doing." That was, a helpful NPC Wonka's employee, who had all the necessary things laid out for them, from ingredients to molds. "And he's going to show us how it's done, and then you can all try your hand at making your own treats. Take it away, Mr. Wonka's representative!"

And so, the man launched into a demonstration of how to make chocolate using cocoa powder as the main ingredient. Pay attention, kids, it was going to be your turn soon.

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