Wednesday, January 7th, 2009

[identity profile] is-my-penis.livejournal.com
When students entered the classroom, they would notice that it was set up like an absolutely average classroom, with the exception that there was a table at the front bearing some... rather childlike art materials. Crayons, construction paper, safety scissors - yes, the tiny ones. Captain Hammer might have skewed his class a little young. And, inexplicably, there were safety pins.

And there was also a large man with a yellow hammer logo on his chest standing at the front, his hands on his hips.

One might even think he was posing.

Everyone's a hero in their own way )
[identity profile] 1petrelli1.livejournal.com
"Morning everyone," Nathan said. He took a spot at the head of the class. He was, as near darned always, dressed in a suit. "I'm Mr. Petrelli. For anyone here who might be close with my brother Peter, I'm still Mr. Petrelli."

Nathan handed out the syllabus and class rules. "Here's the overview of the class for the semester. Make sure to read it as OOC rules are in there too. Because I'm a lawyer there is the fine print of classes being subject to change at any time.

"Today's class is going to be very easy though. First, I want everyone to introduce themselves with their name and why they're taking the class. Second?"

Nathan sat down behind his desk, looking for all the world like he was done for the day. "Someone needs to be in charge of this class. Let me know if you figure out who that is."

[ooc: OCD is up!]

Library [01/07]

Wednesday, January 7th, 2009 10:14 am
likethegun: (i'm one with the mighty coffee bean)
[personal profile] likethegun
Sam had been listening to the radio enough to expect to see bushels of bananas waiting for him when he got to the library. When he came in and found a basket of banana bread on the desk instead, he was wary enough that he decided to leave it alone. At least, until lunchtime. Then he could see if Dean would be willing to taste test it.
[identity profile] offthelisthero.livejournal.com
"All right," said Mohinder, snapping a book closed as he turned to greet the class. "I'm Dr Mohinder Suresh, most recently of a reletively current New York. In class we'll largely be sticking to Earth based lifeforms, and more often than not humans."

"Now, if this is your first class here, this will be new to you. In any case I'd like you to introduce yourself; name, origin, why you're taking this class and what you think is the most important drug - legal drug - so far developed." Mohinder paused. "Oh, and if you're likely to faint at the sight of blood."

After the introductions, Mohinder continued, passing out handouts. "Let's talk reflexes and reaction times. Typically someone can respond to outside stimulus no sooner than 150 milliseconds. It's how false starts are recorded in athletics, and like anything else can be affected by lack of sleep, alcohol or other distractions."

"On this board," he said gesturing at the gridded board hung on a wall at one side of the classroom, "a light will flash in a random pattern, designed to test your complex reaction times with a number of hits." Mohinder dropped the padded hammer by the board and sat back at his desk.

[OCD is waiting... three, two... a go!]
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[personal profile] shiroi_tiger
When students entered the classroom today, they would find not one, but two men standing at the front. One of them was probably familiar to some of them, the other one was a new face... Although his wardrobe probably needed a little updating.

And The Rest Is History! )

[OCD is up! Class roster, rules, and syllabus are located here!]
[identity profile] trustshisbarber.livejournal.com
The bell rang. Jonah immediately launched into his introduction. "Everyone here? Good! If anyone isn't, they'll have to catch up later. My name is J. Jonah Jameson, publisher of the Daily Bugle newspaper out of New York. I'm here to teach you kids how to be journalists. Stick with me and you'll be all-time greats. Show up late, slack off, or be an idiot and you'll be a complete failure in life who nobody will ever love. Sorry, but it's true."

"In order to become a good journalist, you have to have five things. One, an eye for a story. Two, a good memory or good note-taking abilities. Three, your head out of your butt enough to think on your feet and ask good questions when you need to. Four, the dedication to find out whatever it is you need to. And five, you have to figure out for yourself. I could tell you, but if I did that, I'd have to flunk you and I don't want to do any of that on the first day...."

"Okay, that's a lie. I'd love to flunk all of you on the first day, but that's just because it would be fun for me."

"We're going to start nice and slow this week. But considering that we're talking about how to make it as a newsman... or woman... 'slow' is a relative term. So let's do this. You," Jonah pointed to a random person, "give me your name, why you think you can make it as a journalist, and why I should give the tiniest bit of a crap about either of those. Go! Now!"

[OOC: Syllabus is here. Not that Jonah passed it out. This won't stop him from referencing it, though. Please glance at it for it contains important OOC info about the class.]

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