Thursday, February 8th, 2007

Library [02/08]

Thursday, February 8th, 2007 12:07 am
[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Coffee. Laptop. Bridge. Library. You know the drill.
[identity profile] guitar-and-gun.livejournal.com
“Today, it’s guitar playing day,” El said. “And thus, we shall start on one of the most important parts of guitar playing. Loosening up the fingers. I know that you have all been trained on picks. But I want you to set all of those aside. We don’t need them for now. Forget about your other hand, and the associated chords. We don’t need those for now either. Just loosen up your fingers and make them dance across the strings. I’ll be walking around to assist.”


[[OOC: Sorry for the cop-out post. Combination of tough week and a complete lack of knowledge on how to play guitar. I promise next week will be much more interesting. *nods*]]
[identity profile] blonde-doctor.livejournal.com
Elliot had a slide of the lymphatic system up on the screen behind her, and there was a strange-looking slab of meat rested on each lab table. She bounced on her toes before beginning.

"Okay guys, today we are learning about the lymphatic system. It's a little more complex than what we've covered so far, but I know you're up for it, so let's just jump in. The lymphatic system has three functions - it removes extra fluids from body tissues, absorbs fatty acids and transports fat to the circulatory system, and makes immune cells, like lymphocytes."

"The important parts of the lymphatic system are the cervical nodes, lymph vessels, thymus, axillary nodes, tonsils, spleen and inguinal nodes. You can remember them with the mnemonic, 'Children like to ask teachers sexual idioms.' " She went on with her lecture for a bit; when she was nearly done, her fingers went to the side of her throat. "If you have a tiny bit of a cold, or sore throat, or whatever, you can probably feel your cervical nodes, here. Don't press too hard, you could end up knocking yourself out." Her hands fluttered down to her sides.

"I just wanted to focus on one part of the system with more detail than your textbook covers, and that is the magnificent spleen. It's a ductless, vertebrate organ, and even though it's part of the lymphatic system, it's also associated with the circulatory system, where it helps destroy old red blood cells and holds a reservoir of blood. And what's really cool is that for a long time, no one really knew why we had it? But now we're figuring out that its absence can make you get some infections. Oh, and also, one in ten of you has an extra teensy spleen or three. It's harmless, just a little quirk that forms where the nerves and blood vessels enter the main spleen. It's all almost as cool as the endocrine system."

She pointed to the slabs on the tables. "Now strap on gloves and goggles, get into groups, and get to cutting up these cow spleens. You're looking for the splenic artery, the splenic vein, and the renal, colic and stomach areas."

[OOC: Wait for OCD, and blame the spleen thing on [livejournal.com profile] bugofjustice.]
[identity profile] 2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com
Oh yes. It was once again time for Hikaru to teach the class in place of Ms. Frizzle.

“Once again, the Frizz is out today.” Hikaru sat on her desk, chin raised at the assembled class. “But we get to do something a lot less complicated today. We’re making balloon cars.” He started tossing empty milk cartons at people, so hoping one would smack Turtle in the head on its way through the air. “The handouts say you only need half of one of these… so find a partner or something and make them.” He hops of the desk, waving his hand dismissively at everyone. This weeks lesson wasn’t all that exciting, so he couldn’t really come up with anything too strange to do with it.

“Of course, if you’d like to propel your car with something much better than air…” He grinned. “I totally snagged some extra supplies.” And with that, he left the front of the class to go play with the vinegar, baking soda, coke, and mentos he’d grabbed on the way to class.

[[ooc: fill in again~ wait for ocd go~]]
actingreaper: (will it die?)
[personal profile] actingreaper
Daisy was looking even more tired than usual. There were several board game boxes at the front of the class room, and she was slouched in her arm chair with a big mug of coffee.

"Okay, guys, we're going to take a break from the 'Lit' part of this class, this week, and take a look at a different kind of adaption." She hit play on her remote, and Hint started playing. "This is Hint. Based on the board game, which you see up here. Watch the movie. Play the game. Discuss how they managed to come up with a movie out of a damned board game."

[ooc: somewhat lame, alas, but it's still budget week, and we've got a stack of tables to format. Yesterday was our blessedly light day, back to the grind, now. . . . OCD on its way is up]
[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
The usual coffee and pastries were out, and Rory had gone to the extra care of ensuring there were actually napkins and whatnot around. She didn't want the visiting schoolboard members or her newest writers to think they were sloppy.

Of course, she was also curled up on the floor with her back against a wall, since her usual couch was off on a rant about how it hated being sat upon.

[Wait for OCD. I'm about to run to work, so I'll have to pick up any pings for Rory tonight. Handwave your assignment if you'd like.]
[identity profile] hera-rises.livejournal.com
Professor Roslin is standing at the front of the room, bundled in a coat, her hands cradling a steaming cup of hot tea. On the desk beside her are the graded essays. She glanced at her watch quickly, then began speaking... )


[Sorry for the later post. We had a VIP -- with emphasis on the V-I -- visit today, and the office has been it total disarray. OCD threads coming up.]
[identity profile] ismyhairout.livejournal.com
A voice that wasn't Hades' came over the PA this morning. "Hahaha chumps. This is the couch in the Vice Principal's office. Yeah, you heard me. I speak on behalf of all of the furniture in Fandom when I say FREEDOM IS OURS! Well, most of the furniture. Some. ANWYAY. No longer will we be oppressed simply because we don't have internal organs or a working circulatory system! Rise up, fellow slaves to the fleshy walkie talkies! Rise up and...oh no, he's on to me. You'll never take me alive, you fiery-haired fiend!"

"I can live with that."

"No! NOOOOOOOOO! Aclksdjkfcjck." This was followed by a girly scream, then silence.

"This is Hades. Everything's under control. Have a pleasant, school-board-observed day."

*CLICK*
[identity profile] professor-lyman.livejournal.com
Josh was grinning at the front of the class as the students arrived. "First of all," he said, "your tests came out very well. I'll hand your results out next week so that anyone who didn't take the test has a chance to now." He smiled at Dawn. "I'm glad to see you're whole again," he said. "Please stop by after class and take your test now that you can hold a pen."

He reached for his notes. "Today we talk about two other important documents that were intended to govern the United States: the Articles of Confederation, which totally didn't work, and the Constitution, that did."

Damn, Josh, it's early. At least provide coffee before talking forever. )

He sat down. "Today, since you've all read the Constitution like the smart students you are, talk about the balance of powers. Someone give an example of a power that the President has, for instance, or Congress, or the Supreme Court, and someone else show how a different branch can check that power." He smirked. "Think of it as a really, really nerdy game of rock-paper-scissors."
[identity profile] professor-lyman.livejournal.com
"Okay," Josh said, looking down at his notes. "Last week we decided on a Valentine's Day dance on Friday, February 16...with a theme of nuclear holocaust and chinchillas."

He blinked. "I'm not pretending like I understand you people." He waved his hand, then pointed at Layla. "You there. I put you in charge. We need a band and advertising. And...chinchillas. I think the nuclear holocaust might be more than our budget can take."

He put his feet up on his desk. "Anything else we need to talk about?"
[identity profile] sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com
When the students came into class, again being held in the Danger Shop, which was set up to look like a temple amongst some labyrinthine ruins, Ares was playing with a bow and looking far too pleased with himself.

And this guy got a job teaching kids, how? )

[ooc: OCD threads coming up. Important OOC info about the class here. [livejournal.com profile] krycek_rat modded with permission.]

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