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fandomhigh2020-12-04 04:41 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2020-12-04 04:41 am
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Multidimensional Economics; Friday, First Period [12/04].
Since the classroom sim for the Danger Shop wasn't just for irony these days, that was what the students (and guests!) were being given for their setting for class this week. And it was definitely set up like you'd expect a high school classroom in a typical high school to be decorated for a holiday party, with streamers and some cardboard decorations just stuck to the wall and a plastic Christmas tree banner hung over the blackboard. But all the desks were shoved aside to make space in the center of the classroom, the main desk at the front had a festie tablecloth on it, as well as tons of canisters of shrimp-flavored Pringles and jello (sorry, kids, you were definitely getting non-alcoholic ones because ohmygod, no), and then there was a long table at the other end of the room with four chair proudly declared the Judges' Table with a big banner.
Oh, and eggnog. Soooo much eggnog.
And Summer, dressed appropriately in just one of the terrible sweaters she would be wearing that day, beamed at everyone as it was time to get started.
"Sooooo," she started, "as you all may have gathered from Nina's email, today's class is going to focus on competition. Namely, an ugly Christmas sweater competition, in which you all have the opportunity to present a case to our helpful panel of judges," she gestured to the judges table, where she herself would be soon sitting along with Iris, Tisarwat, and Cait Sith, because all of those choices made perfect sense for judging a holiday sweater contest, "as to why we should pick yours as the worst-best sweater of the bunch! Now, since this is economics, there is an opportunity to do a little trading here, albeit something generally frowned upon: bribery. There's plenty of jello and shrimp chips to use to maybe grease the palms of the judges or maybe convince your fellow competitors to drop out. Or maybe you want to run a nice smooth clean and honest competition. Who knows? It's up to you and all your fellow students. You'll have some time before the competition to figure it out and get ready, and then we're off, and we'll announce a winner at the end. Any questions? Just remember, have fun, take some time to admire each other's sweaters and get ready, and then we'll begin."
Oh, and eggnog. Soooo much eggnog.
And Summer, dressed appropriately in just one of the terrible sweaters she would be wearing that day, beamed at everyone as it was time to get started.
"Sooooo," she started, "as you all may have gathered from Nina's email, today's class is going to focus on competition. Namely, an ugly Christmas sweater competition, in which you all have the opportunity to present a case to our helpful panel of judges," she gestured to the judges table, where she herself would be soon sitting along with Iris, Tisarwat, and Cait Sith, because all of those choices made perfect sense for judging a holiday sweater contest, "as to why we should pick yours as the worst-best sweater of the bunch! Now, since this is economics, there is an opportunity to do a little trading here, albeit something generally frowned upon: bribery. There's plenty of jello and shrimp chips to use to maybe grease the palms of the judges or maybe convince your fellow competitors to drop out. Or maybe you want to run a nice smooth clean and honest competition. Who knows? It's up to you and all your fellow students. You'll have some time before the competition to figure it out and get ready, and then we're off, and we'll announce a winner at the end. Any questions? Just remember, have fun, take some time to admire each other's sweaters and get ready, and then we'll begin."
Re: The Judges Table - Econoimcs, 12/04.
Which was why when she'd seen this shirt she'd had to get it.
Still, she had eggnog, since she couldn't have hot chocolate today, and was ready to laugh.