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When Arden got to the library, there was already a long line of different RPG sourcebooks waiting to throw themselves at her. "Could we just not?" she sighed. "I don't have any of those weird dice, okay?"

The sourcebooks huddled up together for a moment, their pages fluttering like soft whispers, and then they withdrew back towards the shelves.

Arden's victory was short-lived, however. Minutes later came a new line of RPGs--this time variations of diceless systems. Copal, its cover overlapping with Lords of Wisp and Gloom, Debacle, The Silent Annum, Sovereign Powers, Blip, and Chuubo's Delightful Dream-Come-True Marvel.

"Okay, that's enough," she told them. Though she paused and pointed to Chuubo. "But you can come here. I gotta admit, I'm curious."

sith_happened

Anakin had learned that it was easier these days to ambush people on the beach since they'd gotten wise to his park-based activities. When they arrived, they would find a huge wooden scaffolding at least 30 feet high next to the water. In the water was a blue and gold inflatable as long as the scaffolding was high. Further out were ropes marking distance from the inflatable blob.

Everyone have a horrifying mental image of what was going to happen here, or maybe remembering it from last year? Good!

"You will climb to the top of the scaffolding and jump down onto the inflatable! This will launch the person at the other end of it into the air! Whoever launches someone the furthest wins! The launchee will also receive points for style before hitting the water."

The points get you nothing. You win nothing. "After you have launched your island mate, you crawl to the launch zone and you get launched by the person behind you. This will be fun."

Possibly only for spectators.

"Come get your rash guards and life jackets, if necessary. Listen for your names!"

Jon
Vi
Mariner
Flint
Henry
Sairis
Rey
Ilya
Lydia
Steve R
Hannibal
Steve M

intheeyeofthebeholding

"Hello, everybody." Jon gave them an awkward wave. "Welcome to Dungeons and Dragons for beginners. If you're not familiar with it, Dungeons and Dragons, or D&D, is a roleplaying game. That means that you create a character, and then you play that character while the dungeon master - that will be me - tells you what the world the characters are in is like, and you decide what your character does.

"A lot of it is your decisions, and there is also a bit of chance, which is decided by dice." He brought out a set of dice. "There are different numbers of sides on them than you may be used to. If you've played before, you may have your own, but I've brought a few ~~moddable~~ sets for you to have if you need them." He poured out a bag of...well, small bags, because he was organized enough that each set was kept together so nobody had to hunt around.

"Generally, for D&D the game setting is more or less medieval, but with magic and a lot of non-human species and creatures, some of which you can play as. We'll go into that next class. For now, if you could all just state your name, what brought you to this class, and any experience you may have with games like this. Then get out your dice or choose a set and show us what you've chosen."

That was a good first class, right?

sith_happened

Anakin, with an expression on his face far too intense for a class about travel, greeted them all in front of Portalocity. "In honor of our new World Cup champions, we've decided to take you to Spain," he began.

Which meant that there was probably a reason your don't-get-lost safety wear were neon running shoes. "Though hopefully they've had a couple of days to wind down from winning and things will be relatively calm." Ahsoka, really? Really?

Anakin, remembering the Tatooine bars after the Boonta Eve classic, looked less convinced. "They might be too hungover to bother us," he conceded.

Look, between one thing and another, the closest Ahsoka had come to engaging in sporting event celebrations was using them as cover for clandestine intelligence meetings. "Or that."

They ushered the class through the portal, then glanced around at where they'd ended up. "...this isn't Spain," Anakin finally said.

There were still a lot of people wearing football jerseys though...

"Welcome to Brazil?" Anakin guessed.

Oops.

imafuturist

"Hello again," Steve said with a grin. "It's time for more paintball. Today we'll start with a powers-allowed free-for-all."

"No injuring your classmates," Tony added. "And be careful. We made a few traps out there."

Not that it would do Tony any good, honestly.

"We have every faith in your sportsmanship," Steve told them.

"...sure," Tony replied. Maybe without Skywalker around it'd work.

good_for_six

Class was once again back at J,GoB's and in addition to the various spreads of pastries and books, there were also cocktail menus. (And mocktail menus for those in the class less ready to embrace day drinking than your teachers.)

"Welcome back." Isabela waved a mimosa in greeting. "It's time to level up your book club habits."

Aphra took a sip of her own umbrella laden drink before speaking. "Look, it's great to read good books, the whole nourish your mind with things that challenge you, and you should be doing that and finding joy in your own time, but that is not the point of this class. This class is all about the fun of finding those books that are the right kind of terrible and sharing while your buzzed on good company and possibly other things."

"Like booze." In case anyone had missed that part of the class name. "Though unlike the reading it's technically optional."

"So grab a book, find something juicy to share with the class, and introduce yourself with it."

noonedecidesmyfate

Most the books that accosted Arden yesterday were still out though they'd taken over a large table and were either fighting or playing a game. It was hard to say. Perhaps it was both.

There were also a number of books that kept getting closer to the desk. All had smoke in their titles or smoke on their cover illustrations. It was rather menacing, to be honest. At least there didn't seem to be any actual smoke anywhere inside the library. That would be horrific.

afraid_of_marshmallows

Arden hadn't signed up for the role-playing game class, but the library certainly seemed to think she should have. So it was making up for her lapse by having any number of RPG sourcebooks throwing themselves on the counter in front of her. And they kept doing that, at least until Arden made a show of flipping through them for a chapter or two.

Mazes and Monsters. Lycanthrope: The Catastrophe. Earthdusk. Trailblazer. The Summons of Shub-Niggurath. Energized By Armageddon. She hadn't realized there were so many different kinds of RPGs in the world, goddess.

"Oh no, not you too," she groaned as another heavy hardcover book slammed down on the counter. "Lore of the Five Bracelets? Is that like a tie-in to the Lord of the Bracelets movies?"

Mazes and Monsters fluttered its pages, appalled. That was it, Arden was getting Advanced M&M next time. She clearly deserved THAC0.

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle still worked here, regularly, despite appearances to the contrary. It was not at all odd that she was in the library today, straightening shelves that looked like they'd been the victims of some gremlin parkour. Complete with gremlin footprints on the spines of some books.

"What have you been walking in?" Belle asked. "It's better not to know, I'm sure, but I wonder..."

Maybe they had a book in here somewhere providing enrichment for gremlins so they were less likely to act out?

throughaphase

Welcome to the beach! There were boats!

"Today we're going kayaking," Kitty told them. "It's pretty easy, you get two people in a boat and you both row and don't tip over. The shallowish water is a good place for it, and you'll get more of a wave if you go out a little further. Now. Two people in a boat and then I'll help you get the kayaks out, if needed."

She was making you wear life vests, too. Stylish!

snipsnspecks

For once, the class had been told to meet at the Danger Shop instead of the causeway.

"Master Skywalker is once more indisposed." Which was the tactful way of saying that, not for the first time, he was a cat. "So today we'll be staying in and watching a holo about a treasure hunt instead of risking the heat."

It also meant Ahsoka didn't need to do more last minute organising. Once was enough.

intheeyeofthebeholding

When students arrived at Portalocity, Jon had light jackets for them. (He was not channeling Anakin; they were all just basic blue windbreakers.) "I thought of asking you to dress warmly, but I didn't want to chance anybody getting heatstroke on the way here," he told them. "Since tomorrow is America's anniversary, it seems the tradition is to do something for it, but we are absolutely not doing anything in this heat."

Their portal opened and he led them through to a small but busy town that was a blessed 51F. "Seward, Alaska," he told them. "Still in the United States, and they've started celebrations already. There are a number of things you can do, including painting, dancing, art, and anime, or you can wander and enjoy the festival. Either way, enjoy yourselves and be back here in time."

stykera

“It’s hot out there,” Stark said. “It’s cool in here.” The Danger Shop as movie theatre was perfectly climate controlled, after all.

“So we’re going to watch a movie about somewhere hot while being not-hot. Sound good?” If it didn’t, oh well, you could always leave.

“Today’s movie is ~~meta for~~Dune. A desert planet. Brutally hot. Almost no water. And giant worms that will eat you. Plus politics and space and people with exceptionally blue eyes.”

“The snacks are popcorn, as always, lots of cold drink options, gummy worms because of course there had to be gummy worms.” How could he resist? “And lots of things that are spicy, to various degrees.”

“I hope you enjoy the film. Or at least being in here in the cool and the dark, with snacks.”

deathsmajesty

Last week had been terrible. She'd had to explain that one of the Numena chose to be reincarnated as a sentient city. This week was worse: she had to explain how that was relevant.

( She could be forced to talk about the Mending )

"And that, darlings, is the Song of Dominia. Now who's got a bingo?"

talentforlying

"Acceptance doesn't mean you're suddenly 'fine' with a loss," John said. "You haven't gotten over it, that's a misconception."

He gave a slight shrug. "Sometimes you never get over it. That doesn't mean you haven't hit acceptance."

"This stage means you've started to integrate the loss into your life, rather than trying to deny it or undo it. Instead of being focused on the past, you start to exist more in the present, acknowledging the full extent of the loss without drowning in it."

"Maybe instead of focusing on the heartbreak of a divorce, you find yourself recognizing the lessons and start looking forward to the future. You start thinking more about the happy times rather than the loss when thinking about a dead loved one. When diagnosed with a terminal illness, you start making plans for the time you have left instead of raging against the diagnosis."

"Grieving is a painful process and healing can take time. Even if you start to accept the loss, there may be times when you feel angry, sad, or depressed, and that’s all right. You can find yourself backsliding into the other stages without warning, but each time, you're still another step closer to a better spot, and acceptance becomes more stable with time."

"I can't tell you what your acceptance should feel like or look like. Hell, I'm fucking bad at acceptance myself, I tend to live in bargaining."

Though he was very good at accepting the human costs of his deals.

"So let's wrap it up, yeah? What does acceptance look like to you?"

afraid_of_marshmallows

Okay, maybe a sarong tied around her hips with a bikini top wasn't the most professional of attire, but Shenanigans was going to a waterpark today. She'd change after she got back (equally because she didn't want to spend the rest of the day in a wet bathing suit and also because she didn't want to drip on the books), but until then she was dressed for the job she wanted (waterpark attendee).

sith_happened

There was nothing set up in the park today aside from signs leading people to the Portalocity Office.

When people got there (or were walking by), they'd find Anakin under a balloon arch of red, white, and gold balloons with "HAPPY CANADA DAY" on a maple leaf-shaped sign.

"It's Canada Day," Anakin said, "it's hot as Tatooine in Maryland, and no one wants to participate in team-building exercises. We're going to Canada's largest water park."

He grinned. "I have water wings if you need them, but I will also keep the portal open for everyone who wants to change into more appropriate attire before going through."

[OOC: Since a holiday week meant not a lot of sign-ups, here, a free-for-all! Come waterpark, even if you didn't sign up!]

but_mostly_america

“Good morning class!” Sam boomed. “Today we return to our studies of what is weird or not. I hope you have all been keeping up with your homework!”

There was no homework.

“Today is the final day of June which means it is almost July which means, of course, that Independence Day is nearly upon us! That is not weird. Far from it! Today, instead, we shall be discussing SOCCER! Because it is the season for The World Cup which is being hosted by America!”

“Now, this is soccer. Not football. Calling it football is weird. Football is an entirely different game!”

Nevermind that the rest of the world agreed it was football and not soccer.

“The weirdest thing about soccer, in my estimation, is the constant yelling of GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL. That is far too many Os for one word. It’s unseemly. Undignified!”

“Still,” Sam continued, “the US team will be playing tomorrow. Your assignment is to watch the game and cheer for the correct team even though the game is weird!”

tellmehowstuffworks

"Let's talk about food," Yennefer declared, with such conviction that you would never guess that she had decided it right as she walked into this classroom. "Your home dimension may have different availability of foodstuffs than this one, or more limited availability--spices are more difficult to get, chocolate is a luxury good, coffee hasn't been discovered yet, so forth and so on. What are you going to do? Especially if you anticipate your access to Fandom and all its amenities being cut off, which you always should, even if you think you're just popping back for a week or two. Pack a trunk of chocolate and hope for the best? Cross your fingers that Amazon delivers to the Middle Ages? Discuss your strategies." So that she could judge them.

sharp_man

Hannibal greeted them at Portalocity in designer jeans and a button-down shirt. This was his idea of dressing down.

"Since this week is America's 250th birthday, it seemed apropos to go for American food today," he announced. "Specifically, barbeque. There are a number of different styles across the country, but today we are going to Texas."

He led them through the portal to Franklin Barbecue. Were they open on Mondays? No. Portals were wonderful like that; welcome to Tuesday. Also to a bit earlier in the day, so the wait wouldn't be too bad.

"They are consistently rated one of the best barbeque places in the US, and they pride themselves on their high-quality natural ingredients."

Just because it wasn't haute cuisine was no excuse for it to be bad.

"I thought we could get a sample platter or two, and try it all."

sith_happened

"It's too hot here," said the guy from the desert, "but mostly because you can ring the air out like a washcloth. We're going somewhere better. Ahsoka?"

"Some place cooler," Ahsoka said. Not that that would be hard. ""But not too cold." Mostly because they'd already used the ice hotel.

"But not snowy," Anakin agreed. "Canada, but not the top?"

"The bit that looks like a lot of forest planets?"

"Yes!" Anakin said. "A nice, cool, Ewok-free forest."

intheeyeofthebeholding

"Today we're going to a museum," Jon announced.

Look, there had to be one eventually.

"This one's in China. It was discovered by farmers in 1974 and is considered an amazing archaeological find. It's a terracotta army constructed for China's first emperor, Qin Shihuang, and left in his tomb as a sort of guard for him in the afterlife. It consists of thousands of life-size terracotta soldiers, carved and painted in minute detail.

"These days they're in the Terracotta Army Museum in Xi'an. There are several galleries and a special exhibit of bronze chariots."

He led them through the portal into an unobtrusive corner. "Please don't wander off, and be careful. I don't...well, I don't actually speak Chinese, even if I understand it." Because the Eye was Like That. "And they're not known for their forbearance if you do something wrong."

At least he probably didn't have to worry too much with this lot.

wrongkindofsith

There were tiny rainbows figurines waiting for the class today. Unpainted, of course. Because what would be the fun giving people completed ones in an arts and crafts class?

"So, today we planned on painting monsters, but this was what came in instead," Jane said with a little frown of concern. "But we'll make the most of them."

"Find the rainbow that most 'speaks to you'," Cara could not believe she was saying that, though honestly, it was kind of impressive just how varied some of these rainbows were, considering the basic shape. "Then make it rain...bow."

"We've got all kinds of colors to use too!" Jane added. "So you can customize it just how you like. The pinks would probably be very cute on one."

"Very sexy," Cara added, dryly.

imafuturist

Why were there traffic cones everywhere? Someone had been inspired by the Tartan Army, that's why. Don't be surprised by the rowing station or the mandatory ranch eating, or the dancing while wearing orange.

...Steve had only been watching the World Cup through viral videos, and it showed.
"Welcome back! This week we were inspired by the World Cup and therefore we're going with teams," Tony said. Because it would go great after letting everyone go to town on each other before this.

"One of them will not be the United States because that feels too easy," added Captain America.

Tony snorted and shook his head. "So, listen for your name and go stand with your teach, okay?"

talentforlying

"Depression is a crippling bitch," Constantine said cheerfully, as he leaned against a wall. "At least denial, anger, and bargaining can have some energy behind them, powering you through, but once depression hits?"

( The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. )

[OOC: TW: mentions of suicidal ideation.]

deathsmajesty

"The second-to-last rift today and then the background to help explain the last one," Liliana said, since she doubted she could fit the entirety of the Numena, the Cabal, Otaria, and Karona into a single class. "We'll see how far we get."

( Best of luck to her, considering she was going to have to utter the phrase 'literally reincarnated into a sentient city' at some point during this whole...thing. )

"Fortunately--" There was a lot of irony in that word, "--there was still that resurrection spell around. And the death of Karona produced plenty of magic to cast it. I wonder if Kuberr and Lowallyn would have been so eager to battle Averru if they'd realized that his plan for immortality was to be reborn as..." The heaviest sigh yet. "...a sentient city made of stone." Sometimes her plane's history made her say the stupidest combination of words like 'a beam of living light' and 'somebody decided their best bid for immortality was to be reborn as a stone city.' "Kuberr's soul was tethered to Dominaria, where it slowly gathered power until it was able to exert influence over mortals via dreams, and Lowallyn was the only Numena to get what we would consider a normal resurrection. He was reborn millennia later, a mere eighty years after the Phyrexian Invasion, as a mortal made named Ixidor, who, for many years, had no idea that his soul had once been one of the mightiest wizards in Dominarian history."

afraid_of_marshmallows

How had the library gotten so busy? Arden had no idea (but was blaming the gremlins).

At the circulation deck, there was a handwritten sign that read Shelving books, ~~ring bell for assistance~~ never mind, gremlins ruined that, just text me. Next to the sign was a disassembled service bell and another sign that said DO NOT FIX.

So yeah, it was one of THOSE days.

solo_sword

Why was Jaina here? She barely knew either. She just knew he wasn't around, and therefore it was time to show the town how much this Apple didn't fall that far away from a certain section of the grandtree.

Or something.

"Welcome to the summer games thing!" she called through the megaphone. "No groups today, and we're keeping it simple. You will sit in one of these chairs! We will play a song! Stand up when you think the song will randomly end! If you stand up too late, your game is over! Now, if you're any of these people, come down and get your shirts!"

Why did you need them if there were no teams? Tradition.

Jon
Rey
Hannibal
Stark
Henry of Skalitz
Steve McGarrett
Sairis
Steve Rogers
Beaker

snipsnspecks

There was only one person waiting for the class at the causeway this morning.

"Apologies," Ahsoka said. "Master Skywalker is...unavoidably detained this morning." But Ahsoka would treasure the memory of him with neon pink hair long after she was one with the Force.

"As a result, we're going to be scaling back on our plans for this week's class, but sometimes you benefit from taking a moment to step back, be in the now, and understand that where you are is just as engaging as where you might go."

In other words, Ahsoka had just spent her morning seeing which businesses on the island she could organise tasks at last minute.

intheeyeofthebeholding

Jon greeted the students with a nod. "Today is Juneteenth in the United States, which Fandom is nominally a part of. It's a celebration to mark the end of officially recognized slavery in this country." He looked like he wanted to say a lot more, but restrained himself.

"We'll be going to Galveston, Texas, which is where the holiday originated, for a reading of the official proclamation ending slavery, then enjoying the nearby festival. Again, I have sunscreen if you don't. Please use it liberally."

imafuturist

"This Sunday is Father's Day," Steve said, "which can bring up a lot of complicated feelings for folks, especially on this island."

"So, we have paint bombs for you to set off," Tony said because he dealt with his daddy issues in a normal way. "Non-lethal bombs. Don't worry."

"I double checked," Steve said with a little smile, nodding. "Take out the various shadowy figures throughout the course or use them on each other, but make sure you're not wearing anything you like."

"It'll be fun!" Tony was blowing up so much stuff.

Freaking Howard. "And possibly cathartic," Steve agreed.

needsacatchphrase

There were figures and paints ready for the class this week. But there was also a movie set up. Or a series of videos. One of those things. This one had been chosen by Cara and Jane was fully trusting it was related to the class. Jane needed to learn better, honestly.

Cara needed to learn better, instead of just assuming the word 'attack' meant it'd be vaguely violent.

"Today will be a nice, easy day with the movie playing. Feel free to paint along?" Jane was asking more than telling. Painting was happening, right?

"Right, keep doing that." It was entirely possible that the entire classroom would somehow end up paper-mached through absolutely no fault of Cara or Jane's.

stykera

Stark was still deep in his feelings about the weekend. Movie and snacks would be a good distraction! He hoped.

“I hope everyone is all right after the weekend,” he said. “I’m not certain if you had visitors or not but…if you did, I can listen if you want to talk. But for right now we’re not going to talk. Right now we’re going to watch a movie and eat some snacks. This movie is very popular on this island. It’s a heist movie and it’s fun. I think you’ll like it. You may even be familiar with it.”

Yes. Of course it was that movie.

“There’s a heist, there’s sparkly jewelry, there’s crimes, there’s lovely outfits on beautiful people…something for everyone. And snacks, of course. Popcorn, always. And there’s a diner scene in the movie where they eat at a diner and so I have some pierogies and latkes similar to that.” Because a potato never hurt him and potatoes were delicious.

“So, let’s watch.”

talentforlying

Class had been told to meet in the Danger Shop again, where they'd find Constantine leaning against a wall, waiting.

"Well, some of you had a right weird weekend," John said as everyone arrived. "And some others of you are probably feeling A Way that you did not get the weird weekend."

"So we're going to put Depression off until next week." He clicked the remote, and rooms appeared before them, doors labeled things like 'angel rage room' or 'singing bowl sound meditation.'

"Pick your poison. Or leave. You need something in particular, you ask, yeah? But today, any grief you have is your own."

deathsmajesty

Wooooow did Liliana not want to talk about anything Dominaria-related today. But with five more rifts and only three more classes, what she wanted unfortunately had to take a back seat.

( With apologies to Kitty Pryde )

"Urza was furious, as his plans for Zhalfir literally vanished before his eyes. Nor was Teferi done. He then traveled to Shiv, where Jhoira, his old friend and first love, had stayed for centuries, working on a project for Urza. Teferi turned the project over, and then removed the rest of Shiv from the time stream to save them from the horrendous attacks of the Phyrexians and depriving Urza of yet more resources and allies in the war. And, of course, creating yet more rifts. The Phasing of Zhalfir wrenched open the rift over Jamuraa that had been primed when he'd accidentally phased out the Chaza Isles. Phasing Shiv gouged a hole deep in the surface of Jamuraa and opened yet another rift there. Three hundred years later, during the Great Mending, Shiv was returned to Dominaria. Zhalfir remains phased out, its people lost."

sith_happened

The park had a new addition to it in honor of the World Cup and/or provide distraction from missing your dead loved ones!

World Cup matches weren't generally played on what was a field-sized Slip-and-Slide with just enough moisture to make everyone fall straight onto their butts either...

"Today we play soccer-football!" Anakin announced grandly through his megaphone. "Listen for your names!"

Team Coca Cola
Rey
Hannibal
Stark
Flint
Keeper: Erasmus

Team Muscles
Jon
Lydia
Steve M
Steve R
Keeper: Sairis

tellmehowstuffworks

"Let's talk about phones," Yennefer declared, holding up hers. "Your phone is your lifeline. Your phone is how you can call Portalocity to get you out of the hellhole you occupy, whether that be temporarily to restock on chocolate or more permanently because you have come to your senses. Your phone also has a very finite battery and is prone to being damaged by being dropped from a normal height. What is one to do? Firstly, I would advise investing in a military-grade case. It doesn't matter that it's ugly and only comes in black, it matters that it will make your phone survive being thrown through a wall into a swimming pool. Second, turn the phone off when not in use. Only power it on when needed, or perhaps once a week or every few days if you're in regular contact with someone else with a transdimensional working phone. Third, if electricity hasn't been invented in your world, invest in a good solar charger and guard it closely. Are there any questions?"

good_for_six

"Genre!" Isabela announced very loudly once everyone had had a chance to settle in with their drinks and pastries and books. "Some people consider it very important."

"It's basically a fancy way of saying different kinds of stories have different kind of arcs and conventions," Aphra explained. "For example, when people talk about romance books, they usually mean stuff that been published over the last few decades, where there'll be misunderstandings and conflict, but everyone ends up happy in the end, but if they're talking about Romance novels, they mean stuff from a century or two back where the conflict possibly ends with everyone very dramatically dead." Important distinction that.

"In any case, this week's selection of books combines the two in the very important genre of Sexy Ghost Books."

Yes, Isabela was capable of reading a room, often she just chose not to.

throughaphase

Sure, it'd been a tough weekend for some people and Kitty didn't know how many people in her class might be dealing with stuff today. But she also had an extremely chill class, so!

"We're making sand castles today," Kitty told them. "Though you don't really need to stick to castles. If you want to make like, a sand turtle or a sand restaurant or something, go for it. All you need to do is add water to shape the sand and you can go from there, but I do have things like buckets and shovels and things if you want some help."

Yes, they were meant for little kids. They were still useful.

sith_happened

"We didn't have many continents yet to visit," Anakin began.

"And this on apparently requires arcane rituals before they'll let students through the portal," Ahsoka said, gesturing to a pile of shirts, hats, and bottles of sunscreen.

"Welcome to," Anakin consulted his sheet of paper, "Straya."

Close enough?

Ahsoka consulted her own notes. "Watch out for the sheep."

sharp_man

Was Hannibal just a little disappointed he hadn't had any guests this weekend? Perhaps. But all the more reason to go out to a good meal today!

"Good afternoon," he greeted his class. (Well, "class".) "We're off to London today, to Ikoyi. It's a restaurant that is West African-inspired, excels at fresh local food, and enjoys a bit of experimentation. And we won't know today's menu until we get there."

Again, he loved a good culinary surprise. "Come along!"

intheeyeofthebeholding

"I hope you all brought swimsuits today," Jon said, since he had ~~handwavily~~ told them to. "Although we're not going swimming, precisely." Their portal showed up and he led them through to blessed coolness.

"This is the Blue Lagoon, in Iceland. We've got the 'Comfort' tickets, so you can use the steam bath and sauna, or you can swim in the actual lagoon if you want to get even colder. You can also get a mud mask. You can keep your things in a locker, and they've got towels and hair things and...and moisturizer." If that was your thing. "Oh, and you get a drink. The water is supposed to be wonderful for your skin, but mostly I just wanted to go someplace that wasn't so hot. Feel free to just lounge if you prefer."

heroic_jawline

Class this week wasn't in the field, sadly. It appeared that both teachers were in a bit of a rush for something or other. But there was a TV set up in the classroom at least. Friday movie day and all that.

"Hi, sorry about the last minute of this," Tony said once people arrived. "Next week we'll be back to normal."

"If you need to be somewhere else today, we completely understand," Steve added.

"But, for the people here, let's sit down and watch the movie."

stykera

“I've been dreaming this week,” Stark said. “About people I miss. One in particular. So this week’s movie is about dreams. It's called Sleeping Existence.”

“Today's snacks…have caffeine. There's chocolate covered espresso beans and coffee ice cream and there's coffee to drink if you like. Or sodas. And popcorn, as always.”

“I hope you enjoy it.”

deathsmajesty

Liliana was in a mood when she arrived to class in a swirl of purple skirts. Her dreams had been haunted by memories of the past, there was a constant singing in her brain that was trying to get her to do...something...and wouldn't shut up the way the Onakke did, no matter how hard she willed it, and Constantine's class today had been a walk down memory lane that she enjoyed even less than her dreams of her girlhood with Arine, under Lady Ana's watchful eye.

( Sleep deprived lecture )

She...hadn't meant to go this deep into recounting the destruction of Tolaria, as most of her students had already known about it. She was just not going to think too deeply about why she had, either. That was a level of self-reflection that she was not interested in at this time. Blame it on lack of sleep, perhaps.

talentforlying

"There is no negotiating with loss," John said bluntly once people had arrived. "But everyone always tries."

"Welcome to the Bargaining Stage! During this part, people often make deals or promises to try to reverse or alleviate their loss. They may ruminate over ‘what if’ situations and wish to go back and change the past in the hopes of preventing the loss, or in the present, people may try to make a deal with themselves, or with a higher power for those who are spiritual or religious, under the condition that if they act in a particular way, they might feel better or the situation may improve."

"With your standard civilians, this often manifests as offering to be a better person, to help others, or to make donations to charities, feeling as if they are negotiating with fate, a higher power, God, or the universe. Wishing for miracles to negate the loss, or mentally bargaining about the past and wondering if the loss wouldn’t have happened if you did certain things differently. For instance, you may think: 'If I stopped by his house that night, he would still be here,' or 'I gave up on the relationship too quickly; if only I had tried harder, we would still be married.'"

"Sometimes, those deals can be a little more...concrete. When you live on Fandom Island, well, we're the type of people to try and actually make bargains with very very real higher powers -- like me."

"I had cancer. I had cancer that was killing me rapidly, and in my grief over it, I made a devil's bargain... with three of them no less."

"I sold my soul to all three Lords of Hell, and now I cannot die, because the moment I do, they must go to war over my soul. Something that the heavens of my world will not allow. None of them want to lose power. None of them can afford to lose face. And so, I have three of the world's worst fucking guardian 'angels' waiting for me to slip up in a way that guarantees they get to collect and the others have no claim."

"I bargained with the universe, and got a new, cancer-free body out of it." Constantine shrugged. "Can't say I regret it, but I can say I don't recommend it as a course of action. Most of you have powers that will tempt you to bargain with death, rewrite time, deny the cosmos. I can't tell you not to do it, because I sure fucking did."

"But if you do... know that the deal always comes due, sooner or later. You cannot outrun it forever, yeah? The universe will have balance, one way or another."

sith_happened

Today there were three piles of t-shirts, and three different stations set up around the park's grassy area, so that couldn't be anything but a terrible sign.

"We will be working in groups today!" Anakin announced without cackling maniacally, so good job, Anakin. "Listen for your names!"

Group 1: Aloha Abs
Stark
Hannibal
Flint
Rey
Ilya

Group 2: Beautiful Mermen (and Vi)
Steve R.
Dante
Raiden
Vi
Sairis

Group 3: This is a Lot
Henry
Kitty
Steve M.
Jon
Isabela

afraid_of_marshmallows

Arden had had a really weird dream last night. She'd been at the house of one of her old foster families, the last family before Callista, wandering about the rooms and hallways. Except the house had been much bigger than she'd remembered, and also empty of pretty much all furniture and stuff, leaving just the bare bones of a house that seemed to stretch for miles. She'd searched all around for anyone from the family, but her own voice had echoed back to her off of empty walls.

It had started to get really creepy, but then the house had kept getting bigger and bigger until it had turned into some kind of Alice in Wonderland adventure that took it from being some unsettling exploration of unending liminal spaces to something wacky and cool.

She was currently reading books about dreams and what they mean to see if there was anything deeper to it than 'maybe don't inhale half a pizza right before bed.'

but_mostly_america

“Today,” Sam said sternly, “i have found an educational film for us to watch about the dangers of being Weird.”

That was not at all what this movie was about.

“It is a biographical story of one man's descent into weirdness!”

That was closer, at least.

“Pay attention! There may be a test!”

There would not be a test and Sam really should have been paying more attention himself.

tellmehowstuffworks

"Right," Yennefer said to her class. "Let's talk about technology. You from the future, you're just going to have to figure out how to reverse this on your own time. If you're coming from a time that's just about got the hang of the water mill, or is more reliant on magic that not everyone has, the technology of this world is a boon. Hot water from a tap, flush toilets, hair dryers, don't even get me started on the phones, that will be a whole separate lesson...and then you go home and you have none of that. How can you cope? Yes, you can learn how your favorite bits are done and become a genius inventor, and yes, that may have knock-on effects you couldn't have anticipated for the rest of your society, but who cares when you're nice and comfortable and not dealing with a chamber pot? But also, that sounds like a lot of effort." And if you were a woman a man would probably steal the credit. "So, what are you to do? Merely suffer? I should hope not. But I am interested to hear what ideas you may have, and what your favorite piece of technology available in your more advanced time is. Discuss."

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