The Multiverse is F'd, Y'all; Wednesday, Second Period [09/13].

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"Last week," said Summer, at the front of the classroom again with a portal all warmed up and ready to go behind her for whenever they were ready to venture out into their next multiversinal destination, "we sort of got familiar with the idea of the differences between dimensions and the vast expanse of possibilities out there, because, well, you know, the whole infinite nature of it all. And obviously, there were big differences between this dimension's Pluto and my dimension's Pluto, but what if we could step into one of those dimensions that are pretty much exactly like the one we have here, except that they, like, call Starbucks something different or no one has ever heard of Beyoncé before--I know, right? The nerve! But the subtle ones are just that...subtle. They throw you off enough to kind of mess you up a little and make you feel weird and off-kilter, but that's about it, it's fairly easy to get used to. So, for this one, I like to to go just little bit bigger, and that's maybe going to one of the dimensions where there's a really big flip of the script, where one thing is noticeably different than this dimension, and that's why this is the week we're going to the Dog Dimension.

"So! Quick rundown! The Dog Dimension is basically a dimension where dogs evolved like humans, and humans involved like dogs, so dogs are the dominant species and humans are basically pets. Which can be a little off-putting, but also, it's kind of important? As, like, a reminder that humans aren't shit everywhere, you know? We could probably stand to be taken down a few notches in some dimensions, there's even dimensions where people are, like, furniture and phones, and I always consider taking one of these classes there, but I thought you guys would appreciate not having sentient armchairs trying to sit on you. Or potentially making you feel really awkward about eating pizza again.

"The biggest threat we might face in the Dog Dimension, other than the giant birds," yes, that was randomly thing in Dog Dimension, don't ask, "is someone trying to adopt you, probably, or take you home, so keep that in mind. Luckily, the current emperor of the Dog Dimension is actually our old family pet, Snuffles, so I've got an in. Things got a little rough between us when my grampa gave him sentience in our dimension and then he tried to take over the Earth, but, you know, that's when we sent him off to Dog Dimension, and honestly? It is working so much better for him now. So, let's everyone get ready, hop on through the portal, we'll meet some dogs and you can ask questions and experience a world where dogs are humans and humans are dogs!"

Rube Goldberg and You, Wednesday, September 13, 2023

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Did the world need to see a Muppet dressed in all black and looking like the stereotype of a cat burgler, aside from the red hair sticking out of the top of the ski mask? Probably not! Would Beaker explain what the room--now full of laser beams intersecting across the space--had to do with overly complicated machinery?

Yes. But via meeps, so it might be of limited use to most of you.

Beaker held up the poster invitation to Stark Industries on Friday night. "Meep!" he said triumphantly. "Meep meep meep meep meep meep--"

He walked over to the new and expanded wall of crazy that which now included plans for a zipline into the Stark Building while the party was happening, as well as multiple costume change options for all of the members of the class, and explained the new plan for breaking in.

Well. "Explained."

In deference to Gonzo's area of expertise, he had also added a cannon from the beach that would probably maybe was unlikely to definitely reach a window into the maker's space.

"Meep meep meep!"

There was no way this hastily assembled and poor explained plan could fail, right?

The History of Assassination. Wednesday, First Period [9/13]

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The classroom was still set-up without desks, the cushions and low couches scattered around the room. The only new addition was a pair of human dummies off to one side of the teacher's desk.

"Welcome back," Ghanima said cheerfully once everyone had arrived, Trebor sound asleep on his mother's back. "I haven't scared you off. Perfect."

"Let's dive right in! Today, we are talking about the how of assassination, so that you can keep it in mind when we talk about the why and the history behind it."

"According to experts, assassination on this planet is generally divided up into seven categories: manual, accident, drug, edged weapons, blunt weapons, firearms, and explosives. Which is wrong, because it is eight. Everyone always forgets about trained animals."

Yes, she was serious.

( An assassination is not simply a violent crime. It is a political and psychological act with profound historical consequences )

"So, if you were an assassin assigned a target, what method would you choose to use? Why? Or alternatively, what method would you never pick? I'm interested to hear your perspectives."