Tuesday, September 19th, 2017

captainskullpoopl: (totally into you)
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There was a big ol' picture of the Jersey Devil up on the board in case people were worried they wouldn't get to learn about that beloved monster.

"I hope you all learned an important lesson from last week's movie." He hadn't, but still. Hope springing eternal and all that. "Today is all about that lil' demonic maybe rapscallion from New Jersey. The Jersey Devil is supposed to be a goat headed maybe dog headed, something headed at least thing with big fucking bat wings, claws, and cloven hooved feet. Maybe a lizard tail in there too. Either way, a regular Island of Doctor Moreau looking little fucker. And I say this with only the love a mother can give."

That made literally no sense.

"Anyway, this guy has been around since the American Revolution. Probably because people in New Jersey have always been drunk and crazy."

He started flipping through a book on the matter, possibly making a face, but it was hard to tell with the whole mask thing.

"Wow, there's a lot of super boring history on it if you want to fall asleep without taking that sweet, sweet Ambien and pinot grigio cocktail that gets you through the day." Or was he thinking of people from those housewives shows? "Either way."

Deadpool clapped his hands together before passing out some blank pieces of paper. "You're all gonna design your own fucked up chimera from some location. I don't care where. Make up a devil. It'll be fun and not at all become a Slender Man situation where someone gets murdered by idiots over it."

Library, Tuesday

Tuesday, September 19th, 2017 11:37 am
spell_chucker: ([pos] smile shy)
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When Khadgar first arrived at the library, he thought things were quiet. But, before too long, he realized there was a squeaking noise in the back by one of the shelves. He quietly sneaked over to investigate, and discovered the squeaking noise was two squeaking noises, of a pair of rats looking over some weetiny blueprints.

"3.14 will be sufficient for our measurements!"

"If we want this to come out right, 22/7 will provide more accurate dimensions."

"I assure you, it will end up too large! Also, you know I hate multiplying by fractions."

"Well, then you should have studied harder in math class!"

Khadgar stepped back as quietly as he'd approached, to leave them to their work. That didn't sound like a fight to get in the middle of.

[I am not remotely sorry. :D Open and OCD-free!]
jedigrammarians: (Aphra: that's the plan)
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The Danger Shop was back to looking like a workshop this week, where everyone had a partially disassembled gadget and a box of random scrap in front of them.

"Welcome back, kids! So now that you mastered the skills of figuring out what something is and recognising situations that'll get yourself killed, we're moving on to some more valuable skills, figuring out which parts you need, and how to get them, which in this case involves cooperation!" Which Aphra thought was highly overrated, but sometimes necessary.

"All your broken gizmos are missing parts you need to fix them, some of them are in your scrap box, the rest are in other people's scrap boxes, you're all bright enough to figure out the rest. Once you get your gizmo fixed you can work on your project some."
livingartifact: (I'm not your butler)
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Jenkins had sent notification this week for the class to meet at the Portalocity office in town, and to bring jackets. After a quick headcount and some quiet negotiations with the attendant, a portal opened, and Jenkins ushered the students through, straightening his jacket and adjusting his bow tie as he cleared the portal edge and it closed behind them. He gave the scenery around them a thoughtful look.

"Mountains in the distance, sparse and grassy vegetation, high altitude, lovely chill in the air. . . . I tell you, I did not think that would work." He set his hands on his hips and nodded. "Welcome, students, to the Tibetan Plateau."

Meet three not-unicorns? )

[tl;dr: chiru, kiang, and yak]

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