fandomhigh | Study Hall -- Tuesday, September 13th

Welcome to Tuesday's study hall. Please try not to blow anything up.

A few announcements:

-- It's been requested that

trulydeath please post office hours so that the students may know when to visit.

-- Yesterday's Junior Achievers meeting was apparently a rousing success. (OOC: As evidenced by the three hundred emails in my account when I got off work yesterday. HEE! I love email. :)) Junior Achievers should understand that I will not tolerate more than one attempt a week to take over any and all worlds, planets and dimensions without the proper permission slips.

-- Please be informed that there was a sighting of a student being shoved into locker 327. If someone could retrieve her from whichever world she landed in, it would be appreciated. If not ... well, hell, I'm sure she'll wander back eventually. Hopefully, with all of the limbs she left with.

-- The cafeteria staff would like to warn the student body that they wouldn't recommend the sweet potatoes (because they could cause you to spend the rest of the day spontaneously bursting into Billy Joel lyrics at the top of your lungs), the macaroni and cheese (because it could either cause all of your hair to fall out or grow exponentially, depending on the dosage), or the cheeseburgers (because they taste awful and are made with neither cheese nor burger).

-- There may be a small gremlin infestation in the study hall bookshelves. That's your warning.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Well, beginning Biology is largely memorization, so that should help. Of course, you also have to understand how all the information interacts and correlates, but we can work on that as the class progresses.

So, are you still chasing one of those Halliwell girls? ::grin::

*grins* Yeah, they're both cute, aren't they? I've heard there's a third around here somewhere. I wonder if the looks run in the family.

So what's your story, man? I can't help but notice that you're, well, very blue.

Quite delectable indeed. Unfortunately, my dating life is currently on hiatus at the moment, due to this. ::sweeps hand down the front of his body::

In my world, homo sapiens has begun producing a new subspecies, homo sapiens mutandis. Each of us possesses a "mutation" of some sort, which usually manifest themselves as a physical modification or supranatural power. The abilities tend to be reasonably unique in manifestation, strength and specificity. For example, my ex-girlfriend has the ability to manipulate local weather conditions to an amazing degree and one of my classmates could transform into an metallorganic form that vastly increased his durability and strength. In my case, when I hit puberty, I was blessed with heightened agility and strength along with oversize hands and feet. ::spread his hands:: Unfortunately, my parents kicked me out.

In a fortuitous turn of events, I joined a private academy that gathered and trained teenage mutants in situations similar to mine. UNfortunately, we tended to attract attention from various malicious groups and individuals. As a result of an encounter with one such group, I had to undergo an experimental medical procedure that ultimately resulted in my current state.

What about you, my good man? Are you a normal human, an augmented human or a supranatural being?

*chuckles*

You've got your priorities out of whack, man. Gotta have a little fun. All work and no play and all.

As for me, I'm, uh...a supernatural being. I'm not human. ~~Not at all.~~ Got sent here because my foster father wanted me to learn how to live with humans.

Ah, but the hiatus isn't necessarily my preference; I've encountered very few who would be willing to date or even, er, fuck anyone so obviously non-human. As for the few who would be willing, it seems that most or all of them are seeking "trophies" rather than genuine intimacy or companionship. ::shrugs:: As little as I may like it, I appear to be limited to platonic relationships for the time being.

Peaceful coexistence is an understandable and admirable goal. I take it that your people have maintained a culture separate from that of humanity, then?

That sucks, man. Maybe you'll find a fuzzy blue chick here to win you over.

And yeah, separate culture, you could say that. We, uh, tend to live underground. Kinda isolated. Most humans don't know anything about us, or if they do, it's just myths and legends.

Frankly, neither fuzzy, blue, nor female are required. Piotr demonstrated to me that, trite as it may seem, it's the person who matters, not the form. ::sighs:: I'd just like to meet someone who wants me for me, not for a conquest.

Is there a reasonable chance that I might know some of these legends?

*evasively*

Mmm, maybe. You ever heard of the Brotherhood?

((OOC: Sorry for the lag, was commuting home.))

(OOC: S'alright. I'm home sick today, otherwise I'd have been gone for 9-10 hours today)

Not in a mythological sense, no. I'd like to hear about them later, perhaps.

Well, I have to head to work; I'll see you later, Belthazor.

*gives a little wave*

Later. Thanks for your help.

::grabs a gremlin trying to sneak up on Belthazor and flings it back into the stacks::

I should see Zero about getting a stun-gun. Or possibly build one myself.

Thanks for watching my back, man. I've got yours. Pesky little things, aren't they? I heard their bite will make you run around naked.

*pauses*

Maybe we should sic some of 'em on the girls.

*grins*

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