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"Hi, kids," Aphra greeted the class cheerfully. "And welcome to you final!"

Was it? Both your teachers had kind of stopped keeping track of the weeks. Oh, well.

"Now, we came up with the most amazing test to truly examine what you've learned in this class." Had they actually learned anything, Isabela? "But then a teal deer ate the it so instead we're watching a classic."

Oh, like any of you were surprised by this.
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"Disguises," Isabela cheerfully greeted the class with. "They're an incredibly useful addition when trying to pull a fast one on someone."

Aphra nodded. "Especially when you're deal with people who have a strong cultural norm of particular kinds and styles of clothing being only for certain segments of the population," she said. "If you're in that situation and you're dealing with particularly unimaginative people, you get today's film"
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"Hey, everyone we're coming up on Not Life Day, the holiday that takes over the entire month," Aphra said by way of greeting. "It's actually fascinating from a xenoanthropological perspective, but you're not here for that."

Many of the class might wonder what they were here for at all. "Instead this holiday is all about being forced to spend time with your families, who you might be avoiding for very good reason." Isabela wasn't judging as she too was avoiding her family for very good reason.

"Because families can be extremely judgemental about all your life choices," Aphra added. "Which in turn can lead to all kinds of wacky hijinks as you try to avoid actually telling them to stay out of your business."
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Your teachers were completely missing in action today, and a note was on the door.

Class cancelled.

Because Reasons.


And if anyone suspected reasons was code for 'concern that this time would be the time the children didn't turn back', you'd be both oddly specific and right.
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Class was in the Danger Shop today. Which was nice and non-ominous.

Just as non-ominous as the fact the simulation seemed to be some sort of fighting arena with a bottomless pit in the middle and some very unsavoury looking characters with nasty, sharp, pointy weapons and nastier, sharper, pointer teeth.

"Sometimes fast talking isn't enough," Aphra called out from her and Isabela's position on the sidelines, safely outside the area. "And you'll have to resort to fast fists."

"Or daggers."

"Or blasters."

"You'll be fine," Isabela called out. "Just remember what we've taught you about teamwork this semester!"

But you hadn't taught them anything about teamwork.
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There were still a large and lingering number of pillows scattered about the classroom, which Isabela was taking full advantage of to lounge upon as she addressed the class. "Apparently 'turnabout is fair play' so my college will not be joining us today," she said complete with finger quotes. "So we'll be watching a movie about pirates."


If only Isabela had actually watched the film before this instead of spending her entire weekend wondering what she'd look like in a dashing hat. If only.
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There was a marked lack of Isabela in class today.

"So Isabela is indisposed today, something about figuring out which blorbos need to kiss, which is apparently vitally important," Aphra said with a vague air of someone who wished they'd come up with that excuse first. "So let's examine how fast talking can get you into deeper problems, though the medium of film."
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This morning your teachers were fashionably late. And wheeling in a projector.

Look, these two were big believers in 'show, don't tell'. It had nothing to do with laziness.

"So, when we talk about fast talking, it encompasses more than just talking," Aphra said, after making an appearance right about the time most of the class was probably considering leaving. "It involves all kinds of thinking on your feet."

"For example, maybe your husband has just bought a boat, and then your assassin lover shows up to let you know someone's taken out a contact on him. Your husband that is." That was an extremely specific scenario, Isabela. "Most people wouldn't know what to do, but a girl who can improvise can seize the chance to become an amazing pirate captain."

After a few moments, Aphra broke in with a bright and cheerful. "Anyway, let's watch the movie."
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"Attitude," Aphra stated as she came into the classroom that had the projector set up in it. "Attitude will get you further than just about anything."

"Even if it's just because they're too baffled to stop you," Isabela added. "As you'll see from our informational video."

Yes. Informational video and not movie they justified at at the last minute.
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When any students arrived at the classroom, there was a note on the door.

Class cancelled.

Like any of you were going to focus after Parent's Weekend, anyway.


[Yuuuuup.]
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"So, as you may have noticed by now, fast talking isn't exactly the same thing as honest talking," Aphra said, in a massive understatement. "In fact, it often involves quite a lot of lying."

"But you can trust us to be honest with you," Isabela assured them, like they hadn't started the semester pretending to be each other. "If only because it's less effort than keeping the lies straight."

"Which brings us to today's lesson, keeping your lies straight. Or more likely seeing how many tookas you can juggle while everything's on fire." That was a very...colourful metaphor, Aphra.

"You all need to come up with a lie, your classmates will attempt to poke holes in that lies and you need to fill those holes without contradicting yourself," Isabela explained. "Because sometimes it doesn't matter if someone knows you're lying, it only matters if they can catch you out."
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The projector was up at the front of class again.

"A very important part of fast talking is that often it involves talking very fast," Isabela said, as if this was one of the great profundities of the universe. "Which can often get very confusing."

"Which is all well and good if you're the one who's trying to baffle people," Aphra added. "Not so much if you're trying to deal with someone else's bantha poodoo."

The narrative was not going to comment on that, tempting as it was.

"So today we'll be watching a film about two people who are very good at fast talking trying to get one over on each other."

"They're exes." Which as far as Aphra was concerned, explained everything.
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Isabela was alone at the front of class this morning, not looking particularly concerned about her co-teacher's absence. "Now, one of the first obstacles that people come across when attempting to fast talk people is the issue of trust. Some people are terrible liars, others are naturally suspicious and treat everyone like they're untrustworthy. Sure some of those people are, but is that really any way to live?"

The point, Isabela. "Anyway, while you can work on improving your fake sincerity, sometimes you just need to lean into things."

"Love the hair," Aphra announced as she entered the room, pointing at a random student. "It's so daring. I could never do that. Now, I'm either obviously lying and you're getting paranoid about your style choices, or maybe I'm being sincere and you're second guessing your snap judgement. In any case, you're completely distracted from my fashionably late entrance."

Or they just had extremely low expectations.

"So today we're going to work on lying to each other," Isabela said. "You can either try to convince each other of things that aren't true, or convince them you're lying about something that is. Can you catch each other out?"

Or just go down a path of increasing paranoia.
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There was a projector set up at the front of class, so it didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening in today's class.

It was a tradition!

"Now that we're all introduced, it's time to start the class properly." With a movie. Tradition!

"We could get into some deeply boring philosophical discussion about lies and persuasion and bending the truth," Isabela said. "Or we could watch sexy criminals using their wits and silver tongues to commit crime."

It was obvious which side of that debate your teachers fell on.
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The classroom looked relatively normal for one of Aphra and Isabela's classes. However, for anyone who'd been in one of their classes before (and was apparently a glutton for punishment) it looked an awful lot like they'd tried swapping clothes only to come undone at shirt sizing.

"Welcome kids to Fast Talking," Aphra, who was now wearing a bandanna, a gold coin necklace, thigh high boots, and was subtly trying to tug her tshirt hem down to cover more of her boxer-briefs, declared. "I am Captain Isabela the sexiest pirate to ever sail Fandom's waters."

"Not that that's hard," Isabela, who in addition to the shocking addition of trousers, had Aphra's helmet and goggles perched on top her her head and a vest that was never going to be able to be closed tossed over her usual shift and corset, said, not nearly quietly enough. "That Barbossa for one. I mean, I am Doctor Chelli Aphra, a dashing space archaeologist, stealing only from the most interesting tombs. Together we are going to teach you all about lying."

Aphra nodded. "When we're through, you'll be a master at recognising untruths." Something that may have been easier in some cases than others. "And telling them."

"Let's get started with introductions," Isabela added. "But you have to introduce yourself with a lie, and then your classmates will try and pick that lie apart."

Lying 101

Monday, April 18th, 2016 01:32 pm
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"Welcome to Lying 101, the class where we talk about how lying is wrong and something you should never do," Lito said, casting a glance at the six-year-old currently seated behind his desk.

The six-year-old didn't look up from whatever he was drawing on a piece of paper, possibly because his English wasn't that good yet, but Capheus, watching over his shoulder and visible only to Lito, looked up to give Lito a 'laying it on a bit thick' look. Lito constantly thanked God for Capheus. Diego's sudden appearance at his door had freaked both him and Riley out, and emotional transference had resulted in them both being even more freaked out. Capheus had been a rock.

"That's right," Lito said firmly to any kids any of his students had brought along with them. "Lying is very bad and can even have legal consequences! So don't do it. Especially to your parents. Any questions? Also I have arts and crafts supplies, you can draw for the rest of class."
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"I thought we could talk about a specific type of lying today," Lito said, "which I am not so experienced with myself, which is lying using statistics. Your American author Mark Twain, I believe it was, said, 'There are lies, damn lies, and statistics.' But how is this? Statistics are just numbers, if they say there are 30,000 people in a town then that's just a fact, no? But it depends on how you ask the question, and how you frame the answers. A politician may say, 'The majority of people support my plan,' and then you look at the actual numbers and find out that 'the majority' is fifty-one percent, but only if you include the ten percent who had no opinion, because hey, they didn't oppose his plan, no? Or a person might ask ten people, 'Do you support stealing from honest, hard-working citizens?' and then publish their results as 'One hundred percent of those surveyed are against raising taxes.' So you have to be careful to know what the numbers actually say, and how those numbers were arrived at. Now, how else might one lie using statistics?"
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Lito began today's class by saying, "One thing we have not talked about yet in this class is the ethics of lying. It's a terrible thing, yes? To look someone in the face and lie to them. It is a violation of their trust. Someone is trusting you to tell them the truth, and you do not do it. You're breaking faith with them. And yet sometimes, it's...is it necessary? No, it's never necessary, but maybe you feel the consequences of lying are less than the consequences of telling the truth. Not morally, maybe, but for other reasons. Your safety, the safety of those you care about. To save your career or your social life, or to keep someone from being hurt, whether that is physically or emotionally, you make that decision to not tell the truth, because by lying, you are the only one who is hurt. So how do you decide when it is worth it?

"I cannot tell you what is the right answer here. I've said before, I am very good at lying, and that is because I have done a lot of it. Professionally, but," he shrugged, "also in my personal life. I felt like I had to. Maybe it was, or maybe I was lying to myself as well. That's the thing, sometimes you lie so much you forget how to tell the truth. You have to watch out for that, no?" He clapped his hands together and rubbed them briskly. "So. Let's talk about this. When is it worth it, to you, to lie to someone?"
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"Today, I thought we could workshop," Lito told his students. "I want you to think about a lie you told that didn't work. Why didn't it work? What could you have changed to avoid being caught? That sort of thing. You don't have to share with the class if you don't want to, but it could be useful."

Lying 101

Monday, March 14th, 2016 01:07 pm
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"Today we will be watching meta for Liar Liar, a movie about...well, a liar," Lito announced. "Enjoy."
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Today, Lito had written one word on the blackboard: Accomplices.

"Nothing happens in a vacuum, no?" (Nomi pointed out, "Except a space walk," but he ignored her.) "When you lie, you have your audience, but you also have any people you have involved in your lie. If you tell your mother you went to the bookstore, because your roommate wanted a book of bird calls, but your roommate in reality has no interest in the subject, imagine their confusion when on Parents' Weekend your father, who has actually taken up birding, attempts to discuss different types of orioles with them. This is a disaster. You want to avoid it. And it's not always going to be possible to avoid involving others entirely. So, before you involve other people, consider how you are going to deal with that. Maybe the other person is in a coma, so you don't have to worry about them blowing your cover--" Wolfgang paused in the middle of what he was doing to toss one of his lock picks at Lito's head; while to the students' eyes nothing happened, Lito flinched and protested, "Ow!" covering his temple with his hand. After a moment he recovered and, after glaring at a particular patch of empty air for a moment, continued, "That's not usually going to be the case, though, so how do you account for it? One option is to bring this person in on your story, but they may not wish to be untruthful to help you out, so you need to consider that possibility before involving them. Or if you stick closer to the truth--maybe your roommate who doesn't like birds likes cats, so the fictional book was about cats--you're less likely to cause confusion and be found out as a result.

"So. I want you to consider someone in your life, and tell me a convincing lie about what you did over the weekend involving that person."
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When the students arrived, Lito was writing, 'TMI' on the blackboard. However, Nomi, who from Lito's perspective was sitting perched on the edge of his desk (and from the students' perspective was nowhere to be found, unless they were maybe particularly psychic) told him, "Mm, no, wrong connotation," between spoonfuls of cereal. "Especially in front of teenagers."

"Really?" Lito asked her over his shoulder, neither of them noticing his first big public slip-up in months as he erased it and at Nomi's suggestion rewrote 'KISS.'

"Keep It Simple, Stupid," Lito said as he turned to face the class. "This means, never give out too much information at first. To go back to our usual example, when your mother asks you where you were last night, 'the coffee shop,' is a solid story. But you may feel the need to embroider upon it, perhaps even practice ahead of time to make sure you know all the details of your story...and then to share them. "My roommate and I went to the bookstore because he wanted a book of bird calls, and then we went to the coffee shop. I had a mocha latte. I liked it." This is too much, why are you telling me all of this? It immediately raises suspicion, and makes it easier for you to be caught out later. And it makes you tell more lies to defend the first lie. You order a cappuccino, and your mother is confused, "I thought you liked mocha lattes now." And now you have to tell more lies about something as simple as why you want a cappuccino instead of a mocha latte. Now, pair up, and one of you is going to lie about what you did last night. The other will critique their story, and then you will swap."
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"Today, we're going to continue working more on the fine art of body language," Lito declared at the beginning of today's class. "There are several 'tells' that may give away a liar, but one you may not have considered is being too still in an effort to control those tells. You may, for instance, have noticed that when you lie you shuffle your feet, or fidget with your hands, so you stand with your feet firmly planted and your hands clasped." Lito demonstrated, and said, "Well, now you look like you are at attention. Not exactly less suspicious, no? So let's practice standing naturally while telling enormous fibs. Pair up, and I'm not going to assign you a subject because I find it's easier to lie convincingly when it feels a bit silly, or like acting. I'm going to let you decide what you should lie to your partner about."
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"Eye contact," Lito said at the beginning of today's class. "It is very important, but also a little bit tricky. Too much, and you unnerve people. Too little, and you seem automatically dishonest, although some people with conditions such as autism automatically avoid eye contact even when they are being perfectly truthful. And then, when you are lying to a large audience--that is to say, acting--there are tricks to making everyone feel like you are making eye contact with them, personally, even though obviously this is impossible--and remember, when acting to a camera, look at the lens, not the blinking light, though your eyes are automatically drawn to it. There are other key body language components to seeming honest, but we'll get to those another week. This week we focus on eye contact. So, pair up, and practice lying to your partner while looking them square in the eye. It may be more difficult than you think." He expected at least one person to get the giggles.
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"To construct a successful falsehood," Lito began this week's class, "you must know your audience. You must know what they want to hear, and what they will believe. These are two different things. Take our hypothetical from last week, your parents asking you where you were last night, when you were at a bar being illegally served alcohol. Now, of course, you could tell your parents, 'I was at the library all night,' and they might even believe that, if they have no inkling whatsoever that you are the kind of person who might instead have spent the night at the bar. Certainly they probably want to believe that. But if they do know you well enough to suspect that might not be true, then your goose is cooked. Maybe you can brazen your way out of it on elaboration: 'I had a project I left until the last minute, it was a real scramble, be lucky if I get a C,' and then they think, 'Oh, that sounds more like him.' But then you risk tripping yourself up. So it's better to come up with something they'll believe on the first go: 'Oh, I was at the coffee shop,' or something like that. Maybe you even admit to a lesser sin to avoid admitting to the major one, maybe you were loitering and being a teenage nuisance in the park. It all depends on your audience."

Lito clapped his hands together and said, "Now. Let's say you have something very expensive. Let's say...some new shoes. And I am...not me, because I don't know you that well, but perhaps I am your roommate, yes, and I am suspicious. Where did you get those shoes, or the money for those shoes? You're on the spot. What am I going to believe? Lie to me."
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"It's difficult to say where to start with lying effectively," Lito admitted. "It's not a step by step process, but rather a lot of things that you need to work on until they come naturally. But we'll start with: know your story. Even if you only have a split second to come up with it, you need to commit to it, then you need to remember it, and you need to not change it, because you'll get caught out. If, say, you go from my class to the bar, and then you don't want your parents to find out when you talk to them on the phone later, you might say, 'I was at the bakery,' but then tomorrow if you say, 'I was at the coffee shop,' your mother will notice. If you then remember you were supposed to be at the bakery and backtrack, 'I mean, I was at the bakery and then I went to the coffee shop,' that's even worse, so if you're caught on something like that you say, 'No, did I say coffee shop? I meant bakery, how silly of me,' and you stick to it. Any questions?" He waited, then said, "Good. Now. I'd like for everyone to refresh my memory, I'm afraid I've quite forgotten all your names and what you told me since last week..."
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"I know what you're thinking," Lito told his students once he was sure they were all accounted for. "'But Mr. Rodriguez, I thought honesty was a virtue,' and it is. But it's not the only virtue, and you never know when a lie will be useful. A little lie can smooth over a lot of social interactions. It could save your relationship. Or even your life. Or it can be your entire life's work. Take me, I'm an actor. If you reduce my job to its most basic parts, it's lying convincingly, and memorizing scripts.

"So, today, you are going to introduce yourselves. And by the way, if anyone would like to be a teacher's assistant, please see me after class. Now. Please," he said, perching on the edge of his desk and opening his hands to them. "Lie to me."
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Jarod was dressed in a pair of jeans and a green t-shirt. He waved to the students as they arrived. "Hello. Well, today is our last class, and I must say how thrilled I am to have had you all as students. Hopefully you have enjoyed yourselves and learned something that will come in useful later in your lives."

"Today," he grinned, "we're going to test your instincts. I'm not sure if any of you are familiar with the game 'capture the flag', but we'll be playing that today. You'll split into two teams. Two colored fabric flags--one red, one blue--have been hidden on opposite sides of the woods, and you'll have to work together to rescue your flag from the other team's side and carry it back to yours. If you're tagged--no tackling, please--you have to go sit in the other team's jail area until your teammates can rescue you. If the flag is captured and carried back to the team's side while there are still 'prisoners' in jail, it doesn't count as a win."

"In case that wasn't enough, the trusting your instincts comes in now--one person on each team will be a confederate--a member of the opposing team--so, it's your job if you're the confederate to make people believe you're on their team, and deciding when to break your cover, or when people are too suspicious. If you're not the confederate, you'll be responsible for figuring out who they are based on their cues and actions."

"Have fun, and don't kill each other, please."

[ooc: OCD is up! Post here if you want to be a spy. No Jarod until 6 EDT, and feel free to play as long as you want, or until I'm told to close the post.]
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"Hello, everyone," Jarod waved, "and I hope you've all decided on what part you want to play. Today it's about dressing the part. As convincing as a person's lie may be, if they haven't paid attention to the details, it will be easy to find them out, or to poke holes in their story."

"For instance, if someone says they are a soldier in the Army, but wear an Air Force dress uniform, you know something's wrong. With a military uniform, in particular, you want to pay attention to the ribbons, and what they mean. Or if someone is an FBI agent, but flashes the wrong badge, or worse, has no badge, then, again, you know there's a problem and to be on your guard."

"However," he said, pacing, "that's not the only issue. Here in Fandom, we have some unique temporal issues--can you tell from a person's clothing whether they're really from the century they say they are? Just because someone's walking around in a bodice, corset, and hoop skirts doesn't mean they're from the deep South during the Civil War, after all. However, if they are walking around dressed like that, and they're not from that era, the next question is why they're doing that--which helps you uncover their lie, or ultimate goal."

"So, today's assignment: When you sign in, tell me what part you would play. Then, I want you to find magazine pictures or websites or even the clothes, if you have them and can find them, and bring them back, and explain what specific details you've added to support your story, whatever that story happens to be."

Jarod grinned. "Go, have fun, be creative, but remember the details."


[ooc: No Jarod until 6 pm EDT, as usual. Also, I'm keeping this post open for a week so people can be as creative or detailed or OCD as they'd like going around town or finding links or photoshopping or whatever. Of course, as usual, you're more than welcome to handwave the assignment, as well.]
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Jarod was sunburned, but relaxed, as he stood in front of the class. "Hello. So, you're trying to find someone, and their trail has gone cold. Or, you're running a con, and you need to make sure you don't get caught. So, what else do you need? You need friends. Or, if not friends, confederates who won't be bought--because you have common interests, or loyalty, or they owe you a favor, or whatever."

"So, today's project is to make a list of people you would look for, if you wanted to find a missing person, or a list of people you might want to make friends with if you wanted to protect yourself. Then, I want you to explain how you would go about doing that."

He yawned. "Excuse me. Anyway, that's a short class assignment, but be prepared for next week--I'm going to want you to have an idea in mind of what kind of character you'd want to be, and next week, you'll be learning how to dress the part."

[ooc: No Jarod until 6, yadda]
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Jarod was waiting with his hands behind his back as the class arrived. "Hello again. I hope you've all recovered from having to tell the truth last week," he smirked, "because this week you'll be lying yourselves sick."

"You've shaded the truth so much that it's no longer believable, or someone has checked your references--in any event, you've been found out. Your job during this class is to either pair up or have a group of three of you, and for one of you to make the other person or people believe that you know what you're talking about. It's your job to get yourself out of whatever trouble you've gotten yourself into. But it's your partner's job to come up with the scenario."

"You're teenagers, so hopefully I won't have to tell you how to lie, but I'm here if you have questions."



[ooc: Not here until 6 pm EST. The way this works is: Partner 1 confronts Partner 2 with the scenario that's been flubbed. Partner 2 lies his or her way out of it.]
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"Hello!" Jarod waved to the gathered students. The bandage was gone from his head, but the stitches were still visible. "Today we'll be learning about how to keep a secret, and I mean a real secret here, one that someone's life is depending on, by telling the truth."

"The kicker here is that someone will be asking you questions, trying to find out what the secret is. It's your job to answer their questions as completely as possible, but to still keep that secret. Then you'll switch. You'll each pick a secret of your own, and write it down on a piece of paper before you start. Then, your partner will write down what they think the secret is when they're finished, and show it to you. I'm trusting you to tell them if they got it right."

"Also, please feel free to have some coffee, juice, fruit, and bagels," he gestured at the table behind him.

[ooc: No Jarod until 6 pm EST, pair up and have fun!]
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Following a handwavey e-mail to his students, Jarod was holding class in the library. Even though he had gotten his voice back, he still looked rough--a large piece of gauze was taped to his left temple and forehead. He sat at one of the tables and a large bottle of water was at his side.

"Good afternoon. Last class, you were to decided on what roles you want to play, or what roles you were best suited to play. This class is about fitting into that role better. One of the easiest ways for that to happen is to learn the correct jargon--if you sound like you know what you're talking about and act like you know what you're talking about, people will believe you do, even if you really don't."

"So," he said, taking a few swallows of water, "to that end, use the books and the internet to familiarize yourself with the jargon of your chosen role, and hold a conversation with someone else, using some of it to enhance your credibility. It doesn't have to be complicated--just nice to meet you, what do you do for a living, and go on from there."

"Here is a list of websites to get you started." He passed out a handout. "Good luck."

jargon, ho )

[ooc: Same goes, not available until 6 pm, etc.]
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Jarod stood in front of the class, a little more nervous about teaching this particular subject. He handed out the syllabus, then some informational sheets, worksheets, and #2 pencils. "Good afternoon. I'm Jarod, and I'll be your instructor for the next seven weeks. Hopefully the class will be both fun and educational for everyone. In our first class, we'll be looking at who you are: If you're looking to play a role, you have to know yourself, to know which roles are best for you. If you're looking to catch a conman, you have to know how to get inside their head, which is generally called profiling and will be something that you'll have to get into with a different teacher."

"So, today, you'll be taking a personality profile. Once you have those results, check out
this guide of career choices based on that profile. It'll be easier for you to play a part if it's natural to you. If you're looking for a conman, it'll be easier to predict which careers he or she might gravitate towards."

"Have fun, and ask me any questions, but today's just a way to get started."

[ooc: Same as before, no Jarod interaction until tomorrow after 6 pm.]

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