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Oz had his class meet him in an ordinary classroom today. "So here we are, our final class," he said once they had finished arriving. You could tell it was a final because there was cake. Cake which was not a lie. "Hopefully over the last few weeks you've learnt something about not being evil, and about recognising evil when you see it."

"Rather than a written test, I want you to tell the rest of us what you personally have learnt about not being evil, and try to come up with one way you can prevent evil in others. Because, like forest fires, only you can prevent it."

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Any of Oz's class who'd actually turned up at his class room this morning (Why? Why would you?) would have found it empty. No directions to the Danger Shop, no message on the white board telling them to go the library or back to the dorms.

Nada.

It seemed like even there were some things even Oz couldn't plan around, like an unexpected blip in the force-field on his way to the school that morning.

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When Oz's class made it to the Danger Shop, they would have found a large, possibly confusing, range of various and sundry everyday appliances, gadgets, and the like spread out across the desks, along with several sets of Phillips-head screwdrivers.

"Morning, kids," Oz greeted them. "Now I know there's some weirdness going on, but we're going to try and take our minds off that today, and I've found that there are few things more soothing when you're stressed than tinkering, so that's what we're going to be doing today. Pick a gadget or two, find a partner, take your screwdriver, and take those suckers apart to see what's inside."

He'd let them discover the answer was inevitably going to be 'a bomb' in their own time. It'd take their minds off things quickly enough.

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When Oz's class arrived at the classroom today, they would have found him seemingly fast asleep at his desk.

What to do? What to do?

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The Danger Shop was set up like an old style movie theatre today, complete with ushers with popcorn and drinks in the aisles.

"Given that some of you have recently become parents, I figured we'd take things easy with a movie day today," Oz told them by way of greeting. "But not just any film. This is a hard hitting film about journalistic ethics, sexual jealousy, fraud, government corruptions, and frame-jobs. So I want you all to follow along closely and to deeply consider some of the issues raised."

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Oz had his class meet him in the Danger Shop, which was set up as a large warehouse with a group of assorted thugs loitering up one end. "Sometimes being vigilant and watching out for evil isn't enough," he began. "Sometimes you have to take evil on, and those times there's only one way you can do it."

Which would be when the music started, and the crowd of thugs started nodding their heads in time.

Oz threw his arms up in the air, exposing the livid bitemark. "With dance!"

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Not only was there a movie projector set up in the classroom when Oz's class arrived, but also several sizable bowls of various kinds of candy.

"In honour of the upcoming holiday, we're going to watch a movie today," Oz told them when they finally finished settling down. "One about the dangers of assuming evil, instead of merely being alert for it. Because there's a difference, and it's a doozy. Though if you're squeamish you should probably lay off the candy and just take some after class."

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Oz had his class meet him in an ordinary classroom this week. "Morning all, I hope you enjoyed the break, I spent mine in sunny Visplazikstan, ironing out some wrinkles before their independence celebrations, but enough about me, I'm sure you've all got something much more important and relevant on your minds. Homecoming."

"Now I'm sure you're all wondering how Homecoming could possibly be relevant to not being evil, but if there's one thing that teen movies have to teach us it's that when it comes to school dances all it takes is one ill-advised choice of date, one insensitive bet, one pee cannon, or one bucket of pig's blood, for it to go horribly wrong. Which is why your assignment today is to get together and brainstorm ways that you can save Homecoming from potential evildoers, because we've already had enough people trying to destroy the island for one year."

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Oz had his class meet him in the Danger Shop this week, where they'd find themselves in a fortified encampment in the midst of a seemingly deserted town. "So far we've focused on the theoretical side of not being evil," he began once the class had finished arriving. "And let's face it, it's easier to figure out evil versus good when it's presented in a purely hypothetical manner, it starts getting trickier out in the real world, or simulations of such, especially when you're in a position of power and responsibility, or in times of great stress. When it's both, boy, are you in trouble."

Three guesses what today's class was going to involve.

"You may have noticed our lovely surroundings, well it turns out that while we weren't looking, your typical zombie apocalypse happened, but luckily for you, you managed to make it back to what's left of civilisation, you even found a small group of survivors, and then they made you their chief. Which means your job today is to try and rebuild this decaying husk back into something resembling a town, while keeping people's tasty brainmeats inside their heads. I'm sure you'll handle any moral dilemmas that crop up along the way just fine."

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"Family," Oz began, leaning back against his desk. "It's a wonderful thing, and I'm sure you're all excited to see your visitors this weekend. I know I am." Which was why he'd instituted a remote lock-down on Contra's offices once all his employees had arrived this morning, no surprises for him.

"But the funny thing with family is that they tend to have a different view of our actions to most other people, so if there is anything that you would like me not to tell them, now's the time to let me know, there's a box next to the door you can leave a note with the gory details. I'll shred everything come Monday."

"Now go on, get out of here. It's not like you'll be able to focus, anyway."

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Oz was back in front of the class this week. "Morning, all, I hope you all enjoyed the movie last week, I had to put out some brush fires back with my employees." Literally. Who knew what they'd been thinking letting Dutch anywhere near a flame-thrower.

"Okay, so far we've looked at examples of you not being evil, we've discussed possible signs of evil, and you managed not to be evil while I wasn't in the classroom, so three for three on the overall class goal of not being evil," Oz said. "This week we're going to be doing something a little different, we're going to figure out what might make you choose evil over good.

"I mean that in more subtle way than the whole devil tempting you in the desert thing, because you're teenagers and that way lies TMI-time. I'm referring to that oh so wonderful phrase 'the end justifies the means'. That little ditty provides an express ladder to the top of the moral slippery slope, especially when coupled with our good old friend 'the greater good'. In certain situations it can be very easy to convince yourself that doing this one little thing, one tiny act of badness, doesn't make you an evil person, not when so much good comes of it. Hey, maybe you're even right." Like, for example, the way Oz dealt with his employees. "But afterwards, what if two acts of bad means you can twice as much good? And so on.

"So today, what I want you to do is find a partner and talk about what ends you think justify the means, find your line in the sand, and try to pick apart each others arguments."

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thefearwasreal: (misc: no questions)
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Oz was nowhere in sight when his class arrived. There was however a movie projector with a note attached to it.

Watch the film.

Don't be evil.

I'll know.


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Once again class was in an ordinary classroom. Unlike last week, Oz held out a lucky dip as the students entered. Those with sharp eyes may have noticed he had large squares of hair missing from his lower arms.

Cut for length. )

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Oz was exceedingly chipper as he waited for his class to finish filing into the classrooom. It was a brand new semester, with a brand new crop of fresh young minds to warp scar mould. Once the bell rang, he turned the electronic display at the front of class on.

"Don't be evil," he read out. "Both the name and the aim of the class. Funny that. And while initially it may seem simple enough, it turns out that for some people, or companies even, not being evil is really, really hard, so hard in fact that they need to make it their motto. Hopefully none of you are that far gone yet, since that'd really ruin my pass rate, and your chances of leading happy, productive lives." And that would be terrible.

"But first week things first though, I see some familiar faces but also new ones and it's not like I have my own personal hacker to break into your records and help me keep track that way." Not on the island at least. "Which means it's introduction time. Name, class, a useful skill, and a time you chose not to be evil. For example, I'm Oz, your teacher, that's classified, and that one's even more classified. Now your turn, you first, sparky."

"I'm also looking for a TA, anyone who's interested just fill in the application form, and I'll get back to you by next class."

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