How to Tame a Willful Wife; Tuesday, Second Period [06/02].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Hopefully, everyone had gotten the message to meet in the Danger Shop this week, and, if not, then the inexplicably glittery sign posted on the usual classroom would direct them that way. And once they got there, they'd find themselves transported to an absolutely lovely English country estate, with Summer there to greet them, very much looking the part.

She grinned.

"So you guys might have figured out," she said, "that we're going to be doing something a little bit different today. I highly suggest that you take a moment to use the Danger Shop to get dressed up for the occasion, if you'd like; it'll definitely help get you in the mood for today's activity, and then, once you're ready, we'll meet in in the parlor."

And once there, with tea ready to be served and delightful music being played on the pianoforte, Summer explained. "I've been thinking a little bit about the direction of the class and thought it might be nice to take a little break for something more lighthearted, at least for a couple weeks, so today, we're going to be playing a game, based on one of the best movies ever, Wedding Mr. Marcy. It's a card game, so we could have just played it normal, but it's also a role-playing game, so I figured we could really get into the mood of it by taking it to the next level. The premise is very simple: we are all lovely young bachelorettes in the English country side during the Napoleonic wars, and we are here to court and hopefully wed on of the small handful of dashing suitors at our disposal. We'll each take turn drawing cards that will direct us in certain events or occasions that will take us one step closer...or one step further...from being a marriagable option for these suitors. Many of the scenarios are rooted in classic ideals of etiquette and propriety. Some of them make sense. Some of them are absurd. Some of them will definitely give you a chance to be sufficiently willful, and all of them are definitely tounge-in-cheek. And the more you get into it and start to really get into your character and interact with each other, the more fun it will be.

"The cards will be placed on the center table, and we'll all take turns drawing one and go from there, and, at the end of the class period, I'll tally up the points and we'll see how everything falls into place to see who has managed to become a willful wife and who has wound up a dreaded Old Maid.

"It should be noted," Summer added with a grin, "that, honestly, some of the options for Old Maid are actually way better than winding up with half of these dudes, anyway. But we'll just have to wait until the end to see. So, whom shall take the honor of drawing our first card?"


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Black Magic Cookery!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! | Tuesday | Period 3

[bookbeltof_love]

Was Nina super disappointed to have to give up her fancy gear from Summer's class to bounce to her class? Yes, of course.

The world was, like, determined to not let her keep any fancy dress and it was tragic.

But, like, at least she had cooking to soothe her soul?

"Goooooooooooood mooooooooooorning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she said cheerfully, beaming at her class as she took the bowls of meat out of the fridge to set out at each station. Unlike eggs, Nina couldn't just leave that sitting out.

That would be gross.

"We're working today with mutton!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like, you can also use hogget for this but lamb is right out, so keep that in mind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Why? Because Nina's world didn't cook with lamb. "If you, like, don't know, I'm talking about sheep meat today----lamb is when they're young, hogget is meat from a sheep that's in its second year of life, and mutton is meat from a sheep at any age past three years!!!!!!!!"

She beamed at them.

"Let's get started!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Today is all about buns!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Storytelling and Song, Tuesday

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Jaskier had learned about movies sometime this week. Ergo, today was going to be a movie day. You had to know this was happening at some point. You had to know it was going to happen.

"These are almost as great as Spotify," he said, fiddling with the remote for that sweet, sweet streaming. He was no rube. DVDs were for suckers. "There were just so many to pick from, but I settled on this one to illustrate how powerful a song can be."

Also, it made him cry. Shameless tears.

"Enjoy!"