Cognitive Logic in Understanding Evidence; Wednesday, Second Period [01/20].

[died8yearsago]

Last week, the party had convened to the ballroom, to discover a body assumed to be their absent host, the life presumably having been bludgeoned out of him by a candlestick found nearby. But it turned out that the body in the ballroom was not in fact that of the missing Mr. Corpse, but was, in fact, an incredibly hyper-realistic dummy and the blood pooling around his head was actually raspberry jam.

Look, it was the danger shop. Rosa could do whatever she wanted.

The candlestick, it should be noted, and the blood on it were quite real.

(Well, except the whole danger shop part, so none of it was real, but---anyway).

Curious.

It was at this time that the butler was also noted to have been missing, disappeared during the inspection of the body, but the trembling, terrified maid informed the party that she had seen him slip out through the door of the ballroom's western door, across which was the constervatory. Perhaps a pursuit may in in order? Or was there something else still more intriguing to pursue instead?

The plot has certainly...well, not thickened, arguably just got stupider, but the plot was definitely attempting to do...something!

Career Development | Wednesday, First Period

[flourish_or_perish]

“Hey.” When students came in this morning, they’d find Faye lounging at the front of the Danger Shop, which had once again been set up like a computer lab. Faye, meanwhile, was very much feeling the effects of having to teach first period, and it was a miracle she wasn’t wearing sunglasses. “I’m Faye Valentine, I’m your teacher this week. Might be your teacher again.” Maybe she could score the free vacation by just doing this one class? “Today, we’re going to talk about how to get free stuff. Specifically, how to get a lot of free stuff.”

She sighed, shifting her hips slightly. “So, you guys are kind of young for this, but it’s never too early to learn: wedding registries are a whole thing. When you decide to get married, you send out an invitation with a link or a store to where you’re registered.” At least, so she heard. Faye was neither the marrying type nor the going-to-weddings type, but she’d done a little bit of research on this and was kind of considering pulling this scam whenever she left this island. (It wouldn’t work back home; she didn’t have enough friends.) “And then people send you presents. A lot of them send presents ahead of the wedding, even, and you can request as much on your invitations. So what we’re going to do today is create wedding registries - wherever you want, I don’t care, though I’m real curious about what’s beyond Bed and Bath, and then I want you to come up with an incredibly believable reason that you’re not actually getting married. If you actually try to pull this off, you’ll need three pieces - an invitation with a wedding date far off in the future and a request that they send things ahead and you can do that on your own time, a registry, and a real sympathetic story about how sad it is you’re not getting married.”

She gestured to the computers. “Oh, and career development-wise...this is to help you learn to shop. And make lists. And it’s a test of your creativity.” There, that sounded good.

Flight and Flying, Wednesday, January 20, 2021

[sith_happened]

"Hello, everyone," Anakin said, standing beside one of the simulators. "Today we're going to fly another spaceship, this time a YT-1300 freighter, which is kind of the...busted-up, broken-down car of my universe. This one comes complete with hidden compartments and plenty of other not-extremely-legal upgrades, including weaponry. It's also approximately three hundred years old, and is constantly in need of repairs. Sometimes that's the ship you can afford, though," Anakin concluded. "Most people don't get a brand new ship as their first one. So today you'll learn to fly a ship with some...quirks."