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Ethics & Etiquette - 1st Period - 7/6
The main campfire may not have seemed like the best place to learn about etiqutte, but that's where you'd be proven very wrong. Because Captain America said so. And he's physically incapable of lying.
True story.
Removed it before they super soldiered him up.
"Gooooood morning Vietnam! Deadpool in the hizzy!" Please. Someone make him stop watching Cribs. PLEASE.
Steve--who could lie, and simply chose not to whenever possible, no matter what Deadpool told anyone--kept a wary sidelong eye on Deadpool for a moment, then turned to the class and said, "It's probably for the best if you ignore him. So, hi, I'm Steve Rogers, and I used to be Captain America. And he's Deadpool."
"And I didn't used to be Captain America," Deadpool added helpfully. "Not shiny enough. I like cotton, not the weird space age fabric everyone's favorite drunk Tony Stark is tossin' around these days."
"And you're Canadian." And insane. "But that's not the point."
At least he didn't shimmer. "He's right! The point is, that--what is the point again?"
"The point is that this is a workshop on ethics and etiquette. And we're your teachers," Steve said, addressing the students again. "We'll be presenting opposing viewpoints on how to behave in certain situations, and you can decide for yourselves who's correct."
"Me," Deadpool said, raising his hand in the air. "Totally me, bee tea double ewe. But first we'll need to get to know you all. Getting to knooow yooou. Getting to know allll abooouut yooou!"
Steve cast him another wary look, then told the class, "By which my...esteemed colleague means introductions. Name, class, and where and when you're from. Pretty basic, right?"
"But they'll be doing that all week," Deadpool whined. "How about we do something fun? You all hafta sing it. And make us feel the emotion. He may be a less coked up Paula, but I'm the Canadian, husky voiced Simon. So, make it good."
"I have no idea what he just said, but I'm willing to go with it," Steve said. Possibly because arguing with Deadpool was bad for one's sanity. "You have to phrase your introductions in the form of a song."
Deadpool frowned at him. "You need to watch more TV, man."
True story.
Removed it before they super soldiered him up.
"Gooooood morning Vietnam! Deadpool in the hizzy!" Please. Someone make him stop watching Cribs. PLEASE.
Steve--who could lie, and simply chose not to whenever possible, no matter what Deadpool told anyone--kept a wary sidelong eye on Deadpool for a moment, then turned to the class and said, "It's probably for the best if you ignore him. So, hi, I'm Steve Rogers, and I used to be Captain America. And he's Deadpool."
"And I didn't used to be Captain America," Deadpool added helpfully. "Not shiny enough. I like cotton, not the weird space age fabric everyone's favorite drunk Tony Stark is tossin' around these days."
"And you're Canadian." And insane. "But that's not the point."
At least he didn't shimmer. "He's right! The point is, that--what is the point again?"
"The point is that this is a workshop on ethics and etiquette. And we're your teachers," Steve said, addressing the students again. "We'll be presenting opposing viewpoints on how to behave in certain situations, and you can decide for yourselves who's correct."
"Me," Deadpool said, raising his hand in the air. "Totally me, bee tea double ewe. But first we'll need to get to know you all. Getting to knooow yooou. Getting to know allll abooouut yooou!"
Steve cast him another wary look, then told the class, "By which my...esteemed colleague means introductions. Name, class, and where and when you're from. Pretty basic, right?"
"But they'll be doing that all week," Deadpool whined. "How about we do something fun? You all hafta sing it. And make us feel the emotion. He may be a less coked up Paula, but I'm the Canadian, husky voiced Simon. So, make it good."
"I have no idea what he just said, but I'm willing to go with it," Steve said. Possibly because arguing with Deadpool was bad for one's sanity. "You have to phrase your introductions in the form of a song."
Deadpool frowned at him. "You need to watch more TV, man."

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So instead he used the second thing that came to mind, the Galaxy Quest opening theme music, to tell everyone the important information: Bobby Drake, sophomore, New York, and 2009
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Deadpool just grinned in a positively cruel way. Thank god for the mask hiding most of it. "Weeeeell. Bobby Drake, huh? Are we gonna get some snooty blond here next?"
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"Rose Hathaway.
Seventeen. Female.
St Vladmir's Montana America.
Senior. Summer.
Guardian."
It was a cinquain, dammit.
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ERher favorite medical drama. It was still fairly fresh when she was from after all.The facts she sang? Ellie Bartowski, junior, LA area, 1996.
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"I don't know any music from this world," he
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"You shoulda gone for the patriotic theme. Sung to to 'Oh Canada', ya know?"
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To the tune of the Alphabet Song, thankyouverymuch.
"Joan Gir-ar-di, junior class. From Mar-y-land (yes-I-am-bor-ing). Two thousand nine."
It... sorta worked.
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"I don't really want to sing so just imagine Professor Deadpool singing since we look alike sometimes," he tried. "Hannibal King. Seventeen. I'm not related to Professor Deadpool or from his universe or anything like that. I'm from all over around the late nineties or so."
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So instead of the repeated:
Califoria
Knows how to party
California
Knows how to party
She went with:
Eva Rodriguez
Came from Boston
'96; Junior class
I know how to party
She tweaked the melody a bit to make it work, and the last line wasn't necessary, but it made her smile to add it.
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Angela cleared her throat briefly before throwing herself into a brief rendition of the "Angela Montenegro, seventeen, DC 1995" basic information to a tune that sounded suspiciously like something by Madonna.
Wasn't even too shabby. She'd grown up around musicians, it shouldn't be entirely surprising she'd picked up a few things in all that time.
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So it might have been surprising that the voice that came out of her mouth was a lovely, flexible soprano. For some strange
metareason, she picked a tune from a musical about a sweet transvestite from transexual Transylvania."T-t-t-t-Tara
M-m-maclaaaaay
California and noooooow
This is sophomore yeaaaaaar."
That done, Tara swallowed, hard, and sat back down.
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Singing in the shower was totally different than singing in front of a bunch of people she didn't know omigod.
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Jon O'Neill, Junior, Colorado Springs, 2004.
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Agnes picked a beautiful aria from an opera from her world -- one which she'd sung professionally -- and sung it loudly and clearly.
"My name is Agnes Nitt, and I am a senior, and I am a witch from the town of Lancre, in the country of Lancre, in the Ramtop Mountains, on a world called the Disc!"
The last note was a low one, and she held it as long as she could. The ground trembled, and the logs in the campfire sprouted green shoots and then burst into bloom.
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because I'm a huge dork."I am Rachel Roth, in the sophomore class. I am from a place called Azarath."
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