Creative Writing; Thursday, Second Period [01/05].

[sake_shinigami]

At this point, it really shouldn't surprise anyone that Shunsui had all the desks in his classroom pushed aside to make space in the center of the room for a ring of pillows and cushions, in the center of which was a nice little tea set ready and waiting to be used, and a collection of notebooks and pens, parchment and quills, markers and crayons (clearly covering for any preferred method of scribbling) there to the same effect. And, on one of the cushions, Shunsui himself, waiting for the students to come in and inviting them to get settled, get comfortable, have some tea, until it was time to begin.

"Welcome, welcome," he greeted, "my little authorial ducklings, the the Art of Creative Writing ♥. In this class, we will not only weave wonderous tales ourselves, but also look into different styles and types of literature and fiction, poetry and prose, to expand our repertoires and appreciation for the written word ♥. I shall be your guide and instructor on this journey; I am Shunsui Kyōraku, and I have an epic novel, as well as an autobiography and book of poetry to my name, and I am currently working--"

The word working here was being very generous.

"--on my next sweeping epic as we speak ♥! But not so much that I cannot spare some time to impart the experience of my knowledge onto other aspiring storytellers ♥! Now, obviously, today, we'll not get too into the depths of the field; it is, however, only the first class. But what I would like to do, since it is the first class, is do a little bit of free-writing to lead us into the classic, time-honored tradition of first class introductions. Freewriting is exactly as one might suspect by the name: it is the process by which you merely start to write and continue writing for some time without stopping. It is an exercise meant to let the words flow without second-guessing yourself or self-editing in the process, and can be considered a good way to just get the creative energy flowing and the writing wit warmed up ♥. Write about anything you'd like. And then, when time is up, we will go around and not only introduce ourselves, but share a bit of what we've written. You don't have to share all of it if you don't want to, but at least a snippet or two that you feel came out particularly good. I have all sorts of methods of writing implements before you, so take your pick, and let's get writing, neh ♥?"

The Hylian Bestiary; Thursday, Third Period [01/05].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

"Good morning, everyone!" Sidon beamed down at the class once everyone was there and gathered in the classroom and ready to begin with this exciting new class. Most of the students' attention would be, no doubt, on the looming figure of the Zora Prince before them, as well as on his undeniable energy and charisma, but a keen-eyed (or, really, just a mildly attentative) person might notice there were a few large shapes behind the desk at the front of the room, with large heavy cloths thrown over them, underneath which they might here soft clucking, scratching, or rustling sounds.

And the occasional clucking or cawing that definitely gave the gig up, but Sidon was clearly ignoring that for now.

"And welcome to the Hylian Bestiary, a class where we will join together on a magnificent journey through all the fascinating and thrilling creatures of my very own homeworld, Hyrule! I may be a bit biased, of course," here, he stopped for a small chuckle, "but I believe whole-heartedly you will find these beasts to be sometimes frightening, sometimes inspiring, even sometimes adorable or awesome, but I do hope you never find them boring or uninteresting!"

"Since it is the first class, I would very much like to get into introductions before we get into this week's featured creature, so if you would be so kind as to indulge me for a moment by letting everyone know who you are and what your interest in the fantastic beasts of Hyrule might be, I would very much appreciate it! And then? Onto--"

Behind the desk, something let out an almost rooster-like call and Sidon chuckled.

"And then," he said, a slight bit more sheepishly, "onto introducing our animals of the day! If you couldn't tell, they are clearly quite eager to meet you! I hope you're eager to meet them, but, first! I shall introduce myself! I am Sidon!" And, of course, here, he flashed the class his best grin, catching perfectly in the light so that it glinted slightly at the end of his fangs, while he swung a fist across his chest. "The Zora Prince! I have been a student here at Fandom High, as well as a teacher now for quite some time, and I do enjoy telling stories of my homeworld and learning all about others! And meeting new people, although some of your faces are quite familiar!"

A fact that left him absolutely delighted.

"And who would like to go next? And then we can move on to our guests!"

Library, Thursday 1/5

[noonedecidesmyfate]

Who knew the library had so many self-help books? And on such varied topics! Belle certainly hadn't until faced with a cart full of them to put on display. Some of the titles were very entertaining at least.

[some titles aren't totally SFW but they aren't really NOT SFW?]

Great Fandom Bake-Off, Thursday, First Period

[tellmehowstuffworks]

Well, the classroom was less of a classroom and more of a tent in beautiful, pastoral... Brokilon. Look, the teachers were doing their best here.

"Welcome to the, er, tent, class," Jaskier said, giving his co-teacher a vaguely panicked side-eye.

Yennefer hoped she had managed to adequately convey to the Danger Shop that they did not want the dryads in this particular version of the forest, but honestly, they had bigger problems right now, because she had just looked at the paperwork she had snatched from the office that morning and thus found out what it was they were supposed to be teaching. "Yes, welcome to, um..." Deep breath, Yennefer. "Ba-baking. Class. Baking class." She looked at the papers again. "Bake...off...class. Honestly I think that moose is on something," she muttered to Jaskier.

"It's a show," Jaskier assured her out of the corner of his mouth, trying to smile with confidence to the class. Was it working? Ehhhh. "And apparently we're starting with cakes. Who doesn't love a cake?"

Perhaps someone who did not know how to make the cake?

Yennefer was sure that she could make a cake. If she could make a potion, she could make a cake. But why would she bother when there was a bakery available to do it for her? So. Yes. "Instructions and all necessary supplies should be available at your work station. How hard can it be?"

"So! On your mark, get set..." He was setting her up for something here, but the odds of it working? Slim.

Especially since she had just remembered something. "Oh! After you have baked your cakes, present them to us and explain why you made what you did. And also introduce yourselves to the class so we know who the hell you are." Yes. Very important. "Now you may proceed." Not very catchphrasey, but it would do.

Espionage, Thursday, January 5, 2023

[sith_happened]

"Hello," Anakin said, giving a small smile to some familiar faces, "and welcome to espionage. Unlike spy movies, working covertly doesn't usually involve car chases, explosions, and wearing tuxedos."
He wrinkled his nose. "And that's good. Tuxedos are very uncomfortable."

He wheeled out a mobile wardrobe to the center of the room. "That said, sometimes you do need particular outfits in order to blend in and pretend to be someone else. That is your task today: go through this moddable array of outfits, come up with a persona, and use it to get past me. I will be pretending to be a bored security guard." He smiled. "You have twenty minutes."