Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

[identity profile] victimorvillain.livejournal.com
"Good morning," V said smoothly. "As we have been studying, our current judicial systems are rather rigorous in most cultures. However, they are, in many ways, an improvement. There are, for instance, governments that employ secret police, or have employed them in the past. These organizations rely heavily on fear - and people should not fear their governments. Governments, rather, should be afraid of their people."

"And one reason why," he said, pacing slightly as he picked up some papers to pass out, "is because of what is commonly known as the mob mentality. Years ago, it was the way justice was carried out, and even to this day, public outcry can sway an entire nation. Sometimes not for the best."

He started to pass out a pair of handouts, as well as a small card on each desk. "Today we are going to study one of the less productive, yet nonetheless historical, means of exacting justice. Three of you are 'witches' - your cards have a 'W.' The rest, you have a blank card. Your jobs are to accuse one another until you locate what you believe to be a witch, and bring him or her before me, as I am the acting judge. If you have enough evidence and have located one of the actual 'witches,' you will be awarded with one of these." V held up a box of cookies.

"And witches," he added, scanning the room. "You must do your best to blend in and deflect attention away from yourselves."

[Okay, so basically, this is a game of he-said, she-said. You say, "So and so is a witch for this reason!" And people can hop on your bandwagon, or the accused can reply. When you've gone through a reasonable amount of that, ping in the "Trials" thread and V will listen to the reasoning and give out cookies if you have one of the three "witches."

There are three people who have OOCly been contacted and asked to be "witches": [livejournal.com profile] x5_alec, [livejournal.com profile] once_a_king, and [livejournal.com profile] bridge_carson. Naturally, your characters have no way of knowing this, so accuse whoever. And your logic for why they're a witch can be anything. I expect crack and silliness, not meanness, please. And work together, of course! I'll be around most of the day, with small patches of AFKness in the middle of the day.]
[identity profile] blonde-doctor.livejournal.com
An arrangement of muffins and juice sat on a table near the door, and a rather wobbly drawing of two dragons -- one with wings but not horns, and one with horns but not wings -- decorated the whiteboard. Elliot waited for most students to be in their seats before beginning

"Hey, people. Today we're going to talk about genetics, which is the science of genes, heredity, and the variation of organisms. Lecture behind the cut. )

She passed out the lab. "You'll be working in three groups, each with different dragon parents. Work together to set up a table to figure out how likely it is the dragon babies would have wings or horns. I'll be around if you need help. Oh, and quiz next week, so studying would not be the worst idea you could have."

Library - 9/26

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006 09:50 am
[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Mocha in hand, Isabel showed up right on time to open the library.
[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com
This afternoon there was a platter of cheese, fruit and what looked to be homemade bread, along with tea set out for the students. Wilson was leaning against the front of the desk, looking through some transparencies and nibbling on a piece of cheese.

As soon as everyone was settled, he finished up his bit of cheese and chased it down with some tea before starting to lecture.


“Good afternoon. Would the following students please see me after class to explain their absence last week. Pippi Longstocking, Agnes Nitt, Skif.”

Setting his grade book aside, Wilson grinned. )
[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com
Aly was wandering around the Danger Shop, approaching each student to greet them and just happy they'd received her handwavy email informing of the location change.  As everyone took a chair, she smiled at them all and perched on the edge of the table at the front of the room.


[OOC: Trying to pick a classmate's pocket is going to make Aly cranky and she will actually give detention for it.  Ping me in the OOC thread if this is what you're looking for.  Thanks to [personal profile] bridge_carson, [profile] futurebucs_star, [profile] weissguy_, and [profile] socksofcool for letting Aly pick their respective pockets.  Feel free to go nuts modding the locks, lockpicks, handkerchieves, whatever.  If you want to try the DangerShop scenario, feel free to mod the people or I can play them.  OCD's up!  Play away]
[identity profile] karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com
As the students come into the classroom they'll see that Lorne is on the stage fiddling with the karaoke machine.

"Hey kittens! Sorry about class last week," Lorne said once everyone had settled in. Today we're going to talk about how music is used for various purposes... )
actingreaper: (actress)
[personal profile] actingreaper
A large note on the board reminded students that their monologue choices were due today.

Underneath that, it told them that they were to do improvisational scenes again, this time as inanimate objects.

Phrases like "What does a can of soda really think?" and "How does an action figure feel when a kid plays with it?" underneath that seemed to be there to clarify the situation.

Oh, and there's a list of names on the board, too.

John Dorian, Agnes Nitt, and Sakura Kinomoto
Zero Hopeless-Savage, Hamlet Dane, and Angela Chase
Hikaru Hitachiin, Briar Moss, and Jake Gavin
Kaoru Hitachiin and John Crichton


Of course, considering the fact that Daisy didn't appear to be paying all that much attention to the class, instead wrapped up in staring at a script with a pencil in one hand, slowly mouthing words to herself and making faces, it's entirely possible that those groups could get completely rearranged.

[ooc: congress is going nuts trying to get everything out before they go into recess again for the elections, so my office is going just as nuts trying to publish everything I am sick and possibly asleep. Limited interaction with Daisy is available by request. If you're going to handwave the assignment, please indicate that in the assignment thread.]
[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com
Peter arrived at the salle probably quite a bit earlier than he needed to, but he wanted to make sure everything was set up.  Even if everything wasn't all that much. 

Once people arrived, he nodded and started introductions.  "I think I know most of you, but I'm Peter Pevensie.  I'm a knight of my country, and I fight with a longsword and with a shield.  I know some of you have been training for years and some have never picked up a blade before, so shall we go around, do introductions to get to know each other and start planning for what people want to do for the rest of the semester?"

"Would you tell your name, what type of swordwork  - if any - you've studied in the past, and what you are hoping to learn?"

After introductions, he smiled again.  "Quickly, some rules we've developed in the salle.  The salle is for training purposes only.  Working with another student or working your own forms or moves.  Any sparring ought to be done up in the gym where there's more space and more people around.  This is partially because unless there are very special circumstances, all sparring should be done with practice blades.  No one needs to be seriously injured as a result of training.  You've probably noticed that we share space somewhat with the gun range.  They do get loud so if anyone has more ideas to dull the noise other than the makeshift barrier and fabrics we've put on the walls, please make the suggestion.  And finally, the salle isn't open all hours like the gym.  It's open 10am - 6pm on the weekdays and 12-4 on the weekends.  Sadly, if you want to practice outside of those hours, you need to do it in the gym with a practice blade."  He grinned.  "Unless your name is Alanna.  That's all I have for today unless someone has any questions or a suggestion."

[OOC: Wait for the OCD if you please]
[identity profile] no-toast-thanks.livejournal.com
Dummies' Guide to Alice in Wonderland

"Good afternoon," Thursday greeted from the front of the class. Behind her, as she spoke, a cat started to appear out of nowhere - grin first. "First of all, you should all know that Hamlet Dane is now the TA for this class. This week we're discussing Alice in Wonderland. Those of you from 20th century Earth would at least know it by reputation."

"I have a reputation?" the appearing cat said.

Thursday stepped aside and looked back. "Apparently," she replied. "As promised, we have a guest in our class today. This is the Unitary Authority of Warrington Cat, or the Cat Formerly Known As Cheshire. You would know him from the novel as the Cheshire Cat."

The Cat looked around the room with eyes that just appeared into view. "Does anyone have any Mogglicious cat food?"

Thursday continued without waiting for anyone to answer him. "The Cat is here to prove a point. Last week we discussed the power of words. Today's topic is how words can be used to confuse. Each of you are free to ask the Cat any questions. He will answer as he pleases."

"What if I please not to answer at all?"

"No Mogglicious."

The Cat appeared into full view. "Shall we begin?" he asked with a grin.
[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com
Evie was vibrating a bit, and she'd sneaked in a box of doughnuts from Jeff, God of Biscuts. The Caff-Pow she'd had before she came to the library probably accounted for part of this, but the map spread out on the table had to be part of the rest of it.

"Good afternoon! For those of you who hadn't met me before, I'm Evie Carnahan. I'm so glad you could make it this afternoon to the first meeting of the Archaeology Club." She nodded over to Dr. Jackson. "Dr. Daniel Jackson has graciously agreed to be our faculty advisor. I thought maybe we could just brainstorm today, but we do have three prospective dig sites for this semester that need discussion."

She pointed to a little area where the Wildlife Preserve met the edge of Chimera court. "There used to be a lighthouse here, which was broken by a storm and then semi-demolished in 1817. And over here--" Evie pointed to an area between the Rocky Bits and the Fandom High property, "Used to be a manor owned by the Luckleys, which burned down in 1927. But my *favorite* possible site is over here." She moved her pen to mark the beachline of the preserve. "The Santa Melinda supposedly washed up somewhere along this coastline in 1701."

"Dr. Jackson's going to take care of the paperwork for the first site, but we need to decide which onethat's going to be, first."

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