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Daria Morgendorffer ([personal profile] justrealistic) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2017-09-17 07:25 pm
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Creative Writing- Monday- 3rd period

Hello was for other people.

"Last week you got a prompt of 'traffic light.' Today you're going to turn those in," said Daria. "Or again, you can read it to the class if you want. I mean, we have time."
It's
She did basically just give them prompts and let them write.

"For this week's prompt, you're going to choose one of four pictures, and write something based on it. It can be a poem, it can be a short story, whatever gets the brain juices flowing. If you really need a goal-" Paris. "-you can make it ten pages, no more, no less. But first, does anyone want to read?"
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Re: Sign In

[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise 2017-09-18 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
Summer Smith
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Re: Talk to Daria

[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise 2017-09-18 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, Ms. Morgendorffer?"

Summer had considered tempting fate by not saying anything and hoping it might have gone unnoticed that she hadn't turned in an assignment, but there were, what, five people in this class? That was hardly going to fly. So here went nothing.

"Hi, uh, so...you're a new teacher, right? So believe me when I say that I totally know how this is going to sound, but I don't have an assignment to turn in because I was in another dimension for the last few weeks, and the Summer that's been in class was a robot."
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Re: Sign In

[personal profile] intotheout 2017-09-18 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Gratuity Tucci
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Re: Turn in/read your work

[personal profile] intotheout 2017-09-18 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Tip's story this week involved a person sitting at a red light, watching a parade of strange things go past on the cross street before the light turned. First a dancing couple, then a whole herd of bicyclists, then a hovering car, and so on, until finally an enormous tentacle monster waving little different colored flags in each tentacle. The protagonist (such as they were), decided at the end to turn instead of going through the intersection, because clearly the cross street was more interesting than their current destination.

It wasn't super heavy on plot, no. But the visuals were very nicely described.
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Re: Write

[personal profile] intotheout 2017-09-18 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Tip looked at the photos for a long time before finally going for the robot reading the books.

She thought she might still manage to get some of the others in there, as well. The android with the human face fit in pretty easily, for one, and she was sure she could work in the chairs on the beach too. . . .
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Re: Talk to Daria

[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise 2017-09-19 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but, it's not an excuse, it's--"

Then Summer caught herself, because, really, sometimes, you just had to let things go.

"Right," she concluded. "So, uh, yeah. Whoops. Don't worry, I'll have something next week. Unless, you know...I'm..." She gestured a little, trying to come up with something, "kidnapped by sentient frog people from the planet Arbulon."

And it really worried her that something like that could legitimately happen to her, too.
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Re: Talk to Daria

[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise 2017-09-19 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
But Summer's preferred outlet these days involved just shooting things. Her face scrunched up a little, weighing her options.

"And if I just take the F or whatever?"

New schools and apocalyptic dimensions were going to do nothing to hinder her complete pride in being a solid C student, after all.
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Re: Talk to Daria

[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise 2017-09-19 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
And that sounded just about right. Summer almost immediately brightened.

"Great!" she said. "I'll take it! Thanks, Ms. Morgendorffer!"

Honestly, she couldn't have asked for a better way to help her feel normal again than earning a teacher's silent but implied scorn. It was almost like being back at Harry Herpson again! Those halcyon days! She couldn't be more pleased with herself as she turned and headed back to her seat to consider what lackluster piece of fiction she could churn out with the photo prompts for next week.
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Re: Sign In

[personal profile] revengenotebook 2017-09-19 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
Paris Geller
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Re: Turn in/read your work

[personal profile] revengenotebook 2017-09-19 10:05 am (UTC)(link)
Paris turned in a story about an overworked businessman slowly going insane in rush hour traffic as he managed to hit every red light along his route home.

It was a dark, claustrophobic piece of work.
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Re: Write

[personal profile] revengenotebook 2017-09-19 10:07 am (UTC)(link)
Science fiction wasn't really Paris' forte, so she shied away from the robots and AI imagery, choosing the moody chairs instead.

She was picturing a story about retirees in the Hamptons locked in a loveless marriage as they waited for the other to die.