Photography 101; Tuesday, Third Period [11/28].

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Hey, guys." Prompto smiled apologetically from where he was sitting on the desk at the front of the classroom, and he gave a little bit of a sigh. "Class has definitely been a little iffy these past few weeks, huh, between me having a little tiny person at home and general Fandomness. Sorry about that. Hopefully, the last few weeks of class will be a little less disjointed, and I was thinking of just having the remaining lessons be about maybe a few famous photographers and things like that, but I realized we hadn't had the chance to cover photojournalism yet, and that's kind of a big one, so we'll definitely cover that one today.

"But first!" he grinned a little less apologetically now, as he hopped off the desk and made his way to the projector, "I'm sure you've been collecting plenty of pictures to show off in the meantime. It doesn't even need to be about our last topic--honestly, I can't even remember what the last thing we talked about was, it's been kind of rough--but just some work that you've done these past few weeks that you're proud of, and then we'll get into it."

Philosophies of Good & Evil, Tuesday

[suitably_heroic]

“So I’d say sorry for the lack of class last week, but I think our contracts have some clauses about what we can get away with when we get hit by avalanches of shit rolling downhill and piling up into a massive, fifty-ton crapstacle, so I’m not going to,” Atton said. He looked a touch ragged around the edges, though at least this time around he was alert and otherwise in a good state of health.

“Today we’re going to try an exercise some old scientists like to call ‘the Prisoner’s Dilemma’, which is one of those moral dilemmas some of you hate that people are still arguing about to this date,” Atton said. “It basically comes down to the question of selfishness: good policy, bad policy?”

"What a charming image." Lana rolled her eyes, but didn't argue. Sometimes things were what they were. "The prisoner's dilemma is this: you and one other are given a choice. You can cooperate or betray each other. You'll both get the best outcome if you cooperate. But if you choose to cooperate and they don't, that's worst for you." This was a very Sith game.

“So we’re going to pair you all up,” Atton said merrily. “And we brought candy.”

He held up a bag of fancy chocolates.

“We’ll do this two at a time. If one of you buzzes, and the other doesn’t, then the buzzer gets six and the other gets none. If you both stay off the buzzer, each of you gets three. But if you both buzz, well, nobody gets anything.”

"This is the lowest-stakes version of this you're ever likely to encounter," Lana said dryly. Also probably the least interesting, because Fandom people were so inclined to helping. "And no using powers." She was absolutely looking at you, Anakin. "You have to choose to trust the other person - or not."

Atton made a dryly amused noise. “And then we can decide if we can glean any kind of moral lesson out of doing this on an island full of do-gooders.”