Class 2: Myth

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

Jareth strolls in from the back of the class where there is no door, and no one saw him arrive. Today, he is dressed in white pants that are probably more accurately called tights, a poet shirt, and enough white glitter to sink a small boat. He is holding a riding crop.

"Ah, good, I see most everyone is here. I didn't have to sent any one for a dip in the Bog yet. Most of you seem to have a solid grasp on manipulation and for those that don't well...this class will give you plenty of opportunity to learn to recognize it."

Today's Lecture


"Today we are going to discuss Myth and how it applies to you. Some of you, like me, may actually be myths. Or perhaps part of one. Or maybe you inadvertantly started one. Or maybe there's a prophecy about you having to do with a myth. A mythological figure might even be your parent. I am sure, like manipulation, a myth has touched your lives at some point.

"Mythology is an important element in manipulation. And that brings us to today's assignment:

"You will create a myth and get at least one other person to believe in it. This obviously excludes other members of this class, since if they have been paying attention--" he cracks his whip on the desk to wake up a few sleeping students "--they will know you are trying to manipulate them.

"I don't care what it is, I don't care how you do it." He raises an eyebrow and smiles toothily. "Although if you use your myth to manipulate someone, I will be ecstatic to give extra credit. Since this is a somewhat extraordinary homework assignment, there is nothing to turn in. Just know that I will be watching you."



"Right. Does any one have any intelligent questions?"

[OOC: Yes, I really want to see your characters out there convincing your roommates/teachers/significant others. C'mon, Jareth's favorite pastime is people-watching.]

Comments

[sunny-skyes.livejournal.com]

Raises his hand. "Does the myth have to be made up? Or not completely original? There are different myths from every world that not everyone would know."

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

You can use elements from other myths, but it has to be your own.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Do you need to know what the myth will be sir, cos I think I've got something that people would buy

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

You don't have to tell me. I'll be watching.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Of course, I'll keep that in mind sir

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

((OOC: He's got the riding crop!! *melts*))

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

[OOC: It HAD to be done :D ]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus raised his hand.

"Hey, teach," he said, "how big a myth do we need? Does it have to be as huge as unicorns or can it be small like 'not tonight, I've got a headache'?"

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"Classy."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Never said all the women I've dated were winners."

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"You must have really dated some idiots, then, Angelus. Why would you go and do something like that to yourself?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Innate sense of masochism, far as I can tell," Angelus sat back in his chair, resting his arm over the front of the desk behind him. "That and the gypsies cursed me with a soul. You'd be amazed how that lowers your standards."

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana raises an eyebrow at that and when she smiles, she has fangs.

"That's what the fangs are for, then. Getting rid of those lower standards."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus gave her a slow grin. "And here I thought fangs were just to get chicks."

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"They have so many uses, or so I have found."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You're not wrong," Angelus sniffed the air. "You don't smell like vamp to me. Where'd you get the teeth, kitten?"

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"Kitten, now that's a new one." She shakes her head. 'I'm not a vamp. I'm a demon sorceress. They know me in hell and Limbo as Darkchylde, ruler of Limbo. Long story short, I was a human, then a demon sorceror kidnapped me and corrupted my soul. I took over his realm and killed him."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Nice," Angelus said, nodding his approval. "How'd you kill him? I love a good death story."

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana's eyes darken. "I drew his soul out and fed it to him, then fed him to my pet demons. There was no reason to make it long and drawn out. He was of no use to me any longer."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I'm more of a dog person, myself," Angelus shrugged. "So... you can draw out souls, huh? That a particular talent of yours?"

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"There are all kinds of skills I have. It's why most people feel uncomfortable around me and are afraid of me. It's why I was sent here." Illyana narrowed her eyes. "I won't be used as a tool, Angelus. Belasco did that. I have been known to draw out certain souls and I have also been known to feed off of them. Why do you ask?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"And I am sure that if I met this Belasco I'd hate him, her, or it as much as you do," Angelus crossed one leg over the other, resting his left ankle over his right knee. "I was only asking because I was interested. You know how it is: new school, new students, I like to meet people. I'm a people person."

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

Anything that qualifies as a white lie is unacceptable. The more outlandish, the more credit you will get.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, teach," Angelus said. "Appreciate the clarification."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*a crumpled up note lands on Angelus's desk*

Rumour has it you know the Psych teach. Does she always come onto her students like this (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/60072.html?thread=2309800#t2309800)?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*a crumped note lands back*

Yup. Sounds like Dru to me.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*another note*

Brilliant...

Anything else I should know about her?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus glanced over at the person passing him the notes. He recognized the girl Bel had been talking to in study hall.

He considered it, wrote his reply, and sent it back.

She loves it when you bite behind her ear. Also, if you take pictures, I want a 10% cut of the profits.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*Remembering why she hadn't bothered trying out for the Sewing Circle of Evil Callisto wrapped the note around a coin and bounced it off his head*

Use the nickel, and buy yourself a clue. The closest you'll ever get to that is in your dreams, mini-Machiavelli

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus rubbed his head from where the nickel pinged him. He opened the note, read it, and smirked.

Instead of writing his reply, he looked over his shoulder at her and blew her a kiss.

[ooc: He just can't stay out of trouble for one second. Such a bad boy.]

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*makes a gesture considered obscene by forty-seven different cultures*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*In response to the gesture, puts his hand over his heart. Makes a "Stop, you're flattering me." expression.*

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*considers getting detention purely so she has an opportunity to cause Angelus to have some sort of accident while maintaining plausible deniabilty. "But Principal Connor, you only gave us six rounds each, and it's not like he wasn't already suffering from a slight case of death..."*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: hee!]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana ponders this assignment and while she is thinking, two tiny horns emerge out of her head.

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

Jareth notices, cocks his head and smirks, then goes back to staring down the class.

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana begins writing but the more she concentrates, the longer the horns grow. They don't get very long. but they do turn a dark red.

[moonstruck-yuki.livejournal.com]

*looks a bit bewildered* Ah...*decides to say nothing*

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki fidgets nervously, biting her lip. The cat beneath her chair is silent this time.

"Oh, you're no help," she whispers.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*contemplates the assignment*

*grins evilly*

[conathon.livejournal.com]

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

Sawder! You should be good at this. It's the same as conning except on a grander scale. And with supernatural figures.

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor sits in class and ponders. There's a lot of "myth" in his background. What to use, what to use.

[demonbelthazor]

How's this, teach?

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

"I suppose that is a start." He considers. "More convincing, less dating. Do alert me when you have a cult following, Bellasar."

[notashepherd.livejournal.com]

Book thinks for a moment, and realizes that his existence in this school is entirely a "myth" so to speak...

Book internall fights with himself..Reveal my true self and my disguise to Professor Jareth and risk the wrath of The Alliance, or fail this course? Or, perhaps something else...

Good assignment, sir. I look forward to attempting this shortly.

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH walks in, looky vaugely annoyed, and hands a note to the teacher, even though he is not scheduled for class today. Since the professor cannot see Death, the note just seems to materialize.*

It reads:

To those it may concern, DEATH was unable to attend class on Weds as a result of an unscheduled plauge. I, the Death of Rats, was unprepared for such an event since, generally, all plauges must be cleared with DEATH beforehand. However, several lesser demons have decided to make light of the fact that DEATH is on sabbatical and have failed to follow procedure. They have been sent to work with the Hogfather for the next week as pennance.

Sincerely,
Death of Rats

[jareth-the-king.livejournal.com]

Excused. Especially since I haven't thought of an appropriate punishment for Death. As he pointed out, he has no olifactory capabilities. The Bog would be useless! Damn it.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/]

Create a myth? Oh, dear...

I will do my best, Professor.