Fandom High School

Vince had been sorely tempted to steal some of the programming from the Superhero Fashion final for today's final in the Danger Shop, but he eventually went to take the time to get this all set up himself.

The catwalk was less Milan, and more MTV, with its lights and LCDs and etcetera.

"I'm not going to do much talking," Vince said. "I just want your outfits to do the talking. I've opened the doors for anyone to come in and watch this, so do your best. And remember, confidence! You've all been brilliant. Each and every one of you. No matter what you wear, I will be proud of your work."

Needless to say, Vince was a total pushover and giving everyone A pluses.

[ooc: OCD first, please! Open!]

Today, the classroom had a very different feel. Shiny copper fixtures, cogs and gears, steam pipes and valves. All with a flair that was very Victorian, as well.

"So today, I have a subject of real important. Something that is really key. Dressing up your head. Now, this is sort of along the lines of accessorizing. But with one main focus. Now, I have great hair, and it comes at a cost. I use a lot of different products, and really, I could fill up a seven week course just about how to take care of your hair. So really, the key about hair is... make it your own. Hair is never just hair. It's part of you. It's part of your outfit. But, if you want, there's also this other thing."

Vince put a white cowboy hat on his head. "Hats. They all suit me, because I'm gorgeous. You might have a bit of more trouble. But remember the big rules. Confidence. Lack of fear. You'll be great."

"Today's new style is something a bit different, but that's what's great. Steampunk is this great fashion trend, it's a futuristic retro, which is beautiful. It's the future, as view from the Victorian past. Isn't that ace? It's all corsets and top hats and goggles and brass fittings and bloody big pocket watches and... well, it's great. There's some pictures you can look through on the tables. I want you to do that, but bring in the equally interesting culture of religious formal dress. So... popes, priests, shaman, any of that. Extra points for extra creativity. Got it? Great. Have at it!"

[ooc: OCD first, please Open!]

The classroom set-up was the same as the previous week's. While Vince was up on fashion, he wasn't so up on interior decorating.

"You kids are great," was how Vince started today's lecture. He wore "Really. When people talk about people being unique snowflakes, that's true. But you all are like... beautiful, unique, towering snow people. With golden noses, corncob pipes encrusted with diamonds, and great big rubies for eyes. But enough of that. I've got a class to teach, right?"

He twirled about. Today he was wearing the mirror ball suit. Silver, glittery material for the top and trousers, with a plunging v neckline.

"The future is not now," Vince said. "Because the future is never now, because it'll always be in the future and not now."

There was a reason he wasn't a scientist.

"So really, a wonderful way to be a fashion icon is dressing beyond the realm of today. Dress like today is the future, and you're going to be the one everybody is looking at. I mean, look at me. This is a personal design. Perfected. You don't see anyone else in something like this. That's because it won't be common fashion for at least ten years. Brilliant, right?"

He didn't really wait for anyone to agree. He just assumed everyone did.

"The key to dressing like the future, though, is making sure to use things that aren't common. Shiny fabric. Metal. Plastic. Ceramics. That sort of thing. Latex is good, too. Think in color combinations that aren't really used. With all this, you can create a fresh look that'll work great."

He grinned at the class.

"So now, it's New Style time. We're going to look to the future. But with a side helping of modern suburbia. You know, polo shirts and slacks. Sweaters tied around the waist. That sort of thing. Combine the two, and you've got your new style for the week. Pair up, have fun, and continue to be beautiful."

[ooc: OCD first, please Up and running!]

Class met in the Danger Shop, for various important reasons. One, it gave Vince the ability to manufacture lots and lots of moddable clothes for the students. Two, it meant Vince could have a classroom that looked more like a discotheque with multicolored light up floors and ceiling. Three, it allowed for changing rooms with full length mirrors on three sides.

Vince had his priorities.

"Right!" he declared, once the small (but intimate) class had gathered. It was of note that he wore a black t-shirt, a furry leopard print jacket, red leather trousers, and white boots with 'Vince' bedazzled on them. "Welcome to the first step in becoming absolute fashion icons. I'm Vince Noir, as you probably already knew. There are signed photos for each of you, over on the table there." He gestured.

"I don't really need an introduction, but I'll give you one anyway. I'm magnificent. There, introduction over. Now how about you all tell me a bit about yourselves?"

After the students did their introduction thing, Vince launched into a quick lecture.

"Here's the most important basic lessons you'll get, and they're both really simple. First off, is confidence. You know that story, the one where the Emperor buys himself a really great outfit, but it turns out he's just naked? Well, see, the Emperor got embarrassed, even though he was trying to be on the cutting edge of fashion. If he didn't get embarrassed, carried himself proudly, he could have started an entire new trend. You carry yourself well enough, you can pull off anything."

"The second thing ties in to that. Don't be afraid to take chances. People try to tell you real rules of fashion are just trying to confine things. Fashion is personal. Fashion is finding what works for you. Me, I'm gorgeous. I look great in a suit made of palm fronds. Whether you could pull that off, that's what you're supposed to discover in this class. Which brings us to the first of our weekly amazing activities: New Style time!"

Vince gestured at the racks of moddable clothes.

"Now, you've got a great amount of brilliant tops, bottoms, shoes, accessories, everything. I want you to partner up and help each other embrace a new style. This style will be picked by me, each week. This week, I want you to combine two ideas. First, the raver culture. You know, fluorescent colors, glow-in-the-dark jewelry, and things kept light and breathing so you don't overheat from all the dance. That, combined with pirates. You know, big tricorner hats, peg legs, eyepatches, yo-ho-ho and all that. I expect you to have fun with this, so go ahead and have at it!"

"Oh, and I know there's an odd number of students, so... one of you can volunteer to come to me for help. We'll have great fun."

[ooc: Wait for OCD, please! OCD up, have at it!]