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"Congratulations on making it through the summer," Wash said, slightly annoyed that it warranted that. But. You know. Aliens. "This is our last class until of the semester and I'd like to hear if you've learned something that doesn't involve conspiracy theories involving yourself."

Face. And Johnny. And Lottie a little. Okay, pretty much everyone.

"Hopefully whst youve learned is about taking these things with a grain of salt until more plausible facts come into play. We will discuss that rather than have a final lecture. Though we do have time for one last student presentation if Jasper would like."

This is what happens when a class is cancelled and messes everything up.
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The teacher today was back in his armor. Because the weird alien invasion just made all his paranoia have something firm to grasp onto.

Damn aliens.

"Last week we were going to cover the Kennedy Assassination, but that was interrupted by people being abducted." Yes, he sounded very upset about the abductions. And only half because he had to cancel his class. "So, today we'll be watching one of the fifty movies about this subject."

He was giving people a break. Because he was nice like that.

"After that, Johnny will be presenting his conspiracy of choice." And so help him if it was about his own murder...
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There was no teacher for class today. Instead, there was a sign that read:

Go back to the dorms.


Because your teacher was to the point about these things.
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"Today we're going to discuss the 'faked' moon landings," Washington informed the class once they were seated. "Because an entire government agency, Russia, and Hollywood could keep that a secret if it were true."

They could not. They so could not.

"The theory has several variations depending on who is to blame for the supposed hoax. Some say just the first landing was fake, but some of the others were real. Some that Stanley Kubrik directed all the ladings on a Disney sound stage at the behest of the government. Which sounds like they just pulled things out of a hat and went with it," he added. "Nearly all the complaints about the landings have been debunked by this point in history, so just think of this one as a quaint bit of stupidity. Besides, everyone knows the real faked landing was on Mars."

Thanks, space marine from the future. Thanks.

"We also have another presentation from the class, this time from Face." And Wash would regret ever allowing this to happen. At least Anders' hadn't been ridiculous like Lottie's.
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"Since last week's student 'lecture'--" Washington sighed and gave Lottie such a look for it. "--had aliens in it, today we're going to cover the conspiracy around Area 51."

Mostly so the teacher could laugh at how quaint and adorable people in the past were about aliens.

"The location of this military facility is northwest of Las Vegas at the sight of Lake Groom. Which is the actual name of it, chosen because the lake dried up, leaving a level surface that was perfect as a landing field for the experimental aircrafts that were being used there." Wash took that time to pass out notes about the facility if anyone was interested in them. Or if they wanted to make a paper airplane while he gave them disappointed looks. "The theory is that the experimental aircrafts are actually UFO's that crashed in the area. Or retroengineered crafts based off crashed UFO's. Or maybe just weird alien experiments going on there. Several people have claimed to have worked there and say aliens were there. Which sounds ridiculous unless these aliens were unsanctioned by their own governments and the crash left them completely without the ability to call for help. Because a race capable of intergalactic flight is probably going to be more advanced than a few guys with guns who are still awed by the microwave."

Tell us how you really feel, Wash.

He cleared his throat. "After the discussion of that, Anders will be giving his presentation. There are still open spots for anyone interested."
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There wasn't any maple syrup rain today, so it was already looking up for Washington. It was a low bar, but it was still a bar. And today was over it.

"Welcome back to class," Wash said, still looking slightly uncomfortable out of his armor. Damn threatening students and paranoia. "Today we're going to talk about the Illuminati."

He passed a small pile of worksheets to the nearest student to pass onto their neighbors.

"The Illuminati were a group founded under the principles of reason, opposition of religious control, and the prevention of injustice. And also that the Freemasons were too expensive to join." He shrugged at that. "So, they copied the Freemasons and called it a different name."

Didn't that sound like the beginning of a sinister organization?

"They, along with other secret societies, were banned by the government of Bavaria after the Catholic Church pressured the ruler of the age. Despite that, rumors still continued about their influence on world events such as the French Revolution. Several 'modern' organizations claim to be descended from the original Illuminati to draw in members. Because people are largely stupid enough to buy that. The conspiracies based around this organization started off being spouted by various religious groups as a means to defaming them. But now they have reached new levels with anyone in a position of power being suspected of having ties to the group. The Kennedy assassination was caused by them, Hollywood is filled with them, Bill Gates is one of them--that one might be true--they're trying to start a new world order... the list goes on."

And it was hilarious if you asked him. Don't ask him.

"Okay, we're going to open up discussion on the subject of the Illuminati, and then--" He sighed. "--my teaching assistant will give a small lecture on a conspiracy of her choice. If any other students want to do the same at a latter date, let me know."
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Bond had his class meet him down on the steps of the school.

"Good afternoon," he greeted them. "One last method of relaxation is the somewhat illict thrill of blowing off one's responsibilities, such as skipping a final class, in order to do something more interesting such as going to the pub, staying in and watching sports, going out and playing them. What you do doesn't matter so much as the fact that you're not doing what you're supposed to be doing."

"With that in mind, I'll leave you to it." Though did it really count as skipping when your teacher was making little shoo-ing motions with his hands as he walked away?

[No OCD because your teacher is legging it.]

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