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screwyoumarvel ([personal profile] screwyoumarvel) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-04-23 02:56 am
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Battles That Changed History, Second Period 4/23

"Good morning!" Steve said. "I want to let you know you've been a wonderful class this semester. Your final exam is already on your desk." Each desk had a piece of paper turned face-down on it, indeed. "Do not look at them until I tell you to, or I will take points. They will be in essay form." Steve liked essays. Kids these days didn't learn to write well enough; they needed more practice. He gestured to the plate of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies on his desk and said, "Help yourselves to the cookies, write your exams, and then you're free to go. You may begin...now."

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[personal profile] bitchprince 2010-04-23 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
Arthur Pendragon
notmyownage: (*is maybe even ded!*)

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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-04-23 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia Donovan

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[identity profile] morpherboy.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
Marco

Re: Write Your Exam

[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2010-04-23 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle hadn't been to a final that involved writing. He could write now, but only in the most basic sense - his name and very simple sentences. That wasn't something that would work here. He slowly read the question and weighed up his options. With a frown, he wrote his name on the paper in clumsy letters.

He'd paid attention in class. He remembered most of the details, how the battles worked, what they'd meant to the people who had fought in them and lived after them. He couldn't translate that to words on the page though, and that was something he needed to work on.

Instead, he wrote what he knew. The handwriting and sentence structure weren't much better than a first grader. He had a long way to go.

Battle of Skynet Central

We blew it up by working together. Now humans have a good chance. If we did not blow it up, they would kill us all.


He read it over and then nodded. It had taken him about 10 minutes from when he first turned over the paper. He stood up and went to hand it in.
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Re: Write Your Exam

[personal profile] likes_scoundrels 2010-04-23 12:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Leia wrote her essay on the Battle of Geonosis and the events surrounding it, including a really stupid Gungan that was temporarily acting as proxy for her mother Senator Padme Amidala of Naboo making a motion to grant Supreme Chancellor Palpatine emergency powers, which led directly to the fall of democracy and the rise of the Galactic Empire.

But she wasn't bitter.

Re: Write Your Exam

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2010-04-23 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Gabrielle wrote a very long, very verbose, very . . . descriptive account of the Trojan War, complete with long passages telling about the war from Helen's perspective as well as Perdicas's.

And her own, of course, which meant that her paper included things about Helen being unhappy in Troy and what it was like inside the horse, among other random and apparently wacky details.

She got a little lost in the storytelling along the way but eventually managed to bring herself back around to the point of the essay.

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[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2010-04-23 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Rose stared at her paper for a long time, trying to focus on the question and not on how much her stupid head hurt. There was also the distraction of the baby bear in her hoodie's hood as Rose felt him moving around but not yet trying to get out.

Finally she wrote about D-Day as best she could. It wasn't a terribly well-written essay, but she had most of the military facts down.

Re: Write Your Exam

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-04-23 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Mat's essay, written in a cramped hand that was clearly not used to writing long papers, discussed the fall of Manetheren (http://wot.wikia.com/wiki/Manetheren), which destroyed the alliance of the Ten Nations, extended the Trolloc Wars, and began humanity's long retreat. Having Manetheren around for the Last Battle, Mat reflected, would be really flaming convenient.
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Re: Write Your Exam

[personal profile] bitchy_smurf 2010-04-23 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Illyria found herself three sentences into a paragraph on the Alamo written in lovely, loopy longhand before she realized what she was doing - not that she would ever let anyone know it wasn't intentional.

Except for the jagged scribble that scratched it out, to be replaced by a bold, printed description of an epic battle between three elder gods and what turned out to be a race of sentient, locomotive ferns. Half a dimension was destroyed before the gods learned to listen to the Song of the Green and realized they were fighting intelligent beings, not an infestation at all.

Re: Write Your Exam

[identity profile] make-the-shot.livejournal.com 2010-04-24 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Proto started to write on a couple of different battles they'd discussed in class, but each time he scowled and scratched out his work. He wasn't a very good writer at the best of times, and writing about stuff that was so theoretical was hard.

So he took a deep breath and started over, this time focusing on the initial Red campaign in Nokgorka. How it had been bogged down in awful street-by-street combat, and how the Reds had responded with an escalation in manpower and material which had simply kicked off a brutal slaughter of troops from both sides as everyone started getting reckless.

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[personal profile] bitchprince 2010-04-23 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
Arthur was there, and, honestly, if he was going to be sentimental about losing any one class: this would probably be it.

Not that he was terribly sentimental. But, you know.

Re: Talk to the TAs

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-04-23 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Mat was there as well, looking almost sorry to see this class end. He'd learned a lot.

Shhh, don't tell anyone.