Pony Express: Friendship is Cultural Exchange! Wednesday, period 1

[locointhecoco]

Pinkie's smile was broader than her actual face was as she greeted the students outside Portalocity, today. "Anypony who's taken my classes before knows I'm not big on 'tests'." HOW DID YOU DO FINGER QUOTES WITH HOOVES?!! "So let's just get going, shall we?"

She led the way into the portal, and the dusty town square on the other side of it. A round town hall dominated the center of the square and was covered in streamers and banners depicting cartoons of all the students' faces. A pair of party cannons went off as the last student stepped through, flinging confetti and balloons into the air, and all the many ponies gathered in the square cheered. A pony in sunglasses and headphones manned a DJ table, playing wordless electronica, and a table on the porch of the town hall was filled with moddable sweets and baked goods, as well as fresh apple cider and punch. It was quite a swinging little party, if maybe a touch childish.

Which, well. So was Pinkie, so.

"Welcome to our final class party!" Pinkie cheered. "Everypony in Ponyville wanted to make sure that your last look at our home would be bright and cheerful and fun, even if not everything we saw this semester was. Because it doesn't matter how dark and gloomy and meany-meanheaded ponies -- or humans -- can be, there's always still something to celebrate. Now, LET'S PARTAY! WOOOOO!"

Ethics, Wednesday, December 16, 2015

[sith_happened]

Two Jedi stood at the front of the class looking solemn. "Welcome to your final exam," Anakin said, passing out the sheets of paper. "As with everything in ethics, we are more concerned with your thought process than your actual answer. If you can live with yourself and the choices you've made, then you've succeeded in our eyes."

Unless you're fine with slaughtering children or something. Then they'll judge the hell out of you.

"May the Force be with you, and enjoy your breaks."