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fandomhigh2005-10-28 02:18 pm
Come as you aren't.
Alright kids,
Hoopy work on the zombie costumes last week! There was bondage, dirt, and lack of self-worth galore. I know you kids have never been to ursa beta minor, but trust me, you’d fit right in there. If the part of my brain capable of it hadn’t been burned off, I’d be proud of you.
Except for death_n_binky
Let me make myself clear, you hooded delinquent. No one knows the dangers of Zombie raids better than I. Two heads, I’m a veritable smorgasbord, all right? And should the day come that I’m eaten alive by one, they should at least have the decency to dress for the occasion.
For Zarquon’s stiff neck, this is a place of learning! There’s no room for free thought. Turn in your assignment, or face the consequences. Trust me, they’ll be really…not good. Dangerous even.
Now, on to this week’s assignment! Come as you aren’t.
By now, I should hope you all know your partners pretty well. I want you to design them outfits they would normally hang themselves before wearing. But don’t feel the need to stop there. Is your partner a human? Feel free to change their species for an hour. Is your partner no longer living? Go ahead and make them up to be corporeal!
If you can’t achieve the desired effect with make up, I have a temporary gene splicer I’m willing to lend out. Standard rules apply: I see nipple, you get to chat with the principal.
If your partner has dropped off the face of the planet, you can either dress a friend, or see me for a list of non-enrolled volunteers.
Brainstorm here, we’ll present them later in the week.
Hoopy work on the zombie costumes last week! There was bondage, dirt, and lack of self-worth galore. I know you kids have never been to ursa beta minor, but trust me, you’d fit right in there. If the part of my brain capable of it hadn’t been burned off, I’d be proud of you.
Except for death_n_binky
Let me make myself clear, you hooded delinquent. No one knows the dangers of Zombie raids better than I. Two heads, I’m a veritable smorgasbord, all right? And should the day come that I’m eaten alive by one, they should at least have the decency to dress for the occasion.
For Zarquon’s stiff neck, this is a place of learning! There’s no room for free thought. Turn in your assignment, or face the consequences. Trust me, they’ll be really…not good. Dangerous even.
Now, on to this week’s assignment! Come as you aren’t.
By now, I should hope you all know your partners pretty well. I want you to design them outfits they would normally hang themselves before wearing. But don’t feel the need to stop there. Is your partner a human? Feel free to change their species for an hour. Is your partner no longer living? Go ahead and make them up to be corporeal!
If you can’t achieve the desired effect with make up, I have a temporary gene splicer I’m willing to lend out. Standard rules apply: I see nipple, you get to chat with the principal.
If your partner has dropped off the face of the planet, you can either dress a friend, or see me for a list of non-enrolled volunteers.
Brainstorm here, we’ll present them later in the week.

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Sawyersomeone to help outvia my super pout powerno subject
"Hello, Professor Beeblebrox, I'm Jonathan Crane, I asked you about the sound byte?"
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"Would you hate me if i dressed you as a nun?"
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Which was pretty much anything he'd think of normally, come to think of it.
Easiest. Assignment. Ever.
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"Whatever you're thinking, stop thinking it," she hisses. "Don't think I won't make you look like a pole dancer."
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"Even though I would be a fine-lookin' pole dancer, I be takin' yer threat seriously," he said.
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