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"Alright, guys," Summer came into the class just a smidge late, with her arms full of a box of donuts and a to-go carrier of drinks, "hope you didn't get too comfortable, because we're skipping the preamble and getting right into it today, since it's our last class and maybe we might even get out a little early since it's a national holiday."

4/20 was not a national holiday, Summer.

The portal had pretty much been ready to go even before Summer got there, and, unless anyone was feeling particularly ambitious and decided to forge ahead without her, she told everyone to get up and hop on through and they'll get started...

....in another classroom.

That looked exactly like the classroom they'd just been in. Except, actually, no, wait, it wasn't exactly the same. At first glance, it definitely looked like it, but the more you looked, the more you noticed the little details: the blackboard was actually dark green, the style of the desks were different, the desk at the front was actually bigger, and the numbers on the clock on the wall were unfamiliar. A glance out the window would reveal not a scenic view of an island off the coast of Maryland, but instead surrounding snow-capped mountains. There was something a little off about the birds flying around out the window, too, and it probably wouldn't take too long to notice a chipmunk scribbling away in a tiny notebook in the room, too.

Summer made no comments on any of this, sliding the box of donuts next to another box of donuts that was already on the desk, and putting down the drink. She opened both boxes: both had donuts, but different donuts from the other. And then she turned to the class.

"So I brought treats," she explained, "because it's the last class and I'd mostly like to just talk about what we experienced here, so come on up and grab some donuts if you want, I didn't know what you guys like to drink, so there's coffee, tea, and hot chocolate to choose from. And then we're just going to...talk. About what you guys learned in this class, how you're feeling about it, was there something you wished we'd done more of, do you have any further general questions? And I mean, we can also still definitely go somewhere else if there's something you still want to experience and I know a good way to go there, too. So....yeah. That's the class today. I'll mostly hand it over to you guys.

"Although, even if we stay put, we do have to head back a little earlier than usual, because eventual, this dimension's version of this class is going to show up to use the classroom. And while it's actually generally untrue that if you meet your doppleganger, you die in mmost dimensions, the version of me in this dimension is blonde, and it really just weirds me out."

Also, she did tend to have a bad habit of getting into fights with herself in these encounters, and she was pretty sure both she and her blonde!dimension self would agree that that was not a cute look.
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"So this last weekend," Summer started the class by just getting right into it this time around, "was a classic example of those moments when we're on the receiving end of some weird shit coming out of portals rather than the other way around. In case you were living under a rock or were completely unaffected by it and and didn't quite pick up on why there were a bunch of kids running around, every once in a while, usually after prom or usually after a sex pollen week, and sometimes the planets align like this year where it's after both, portals pop up all around the multiverse into various future timelines, our potential future children from those timelines jump in because kids do that, and they wind up here. Hilarity, trauma, exestential crises ensue.

"Now, my first thought after a weekend like that for a class like this," she continued, "was some sort of Reverse Uno card when I can set shit up to traumatize our own parents in their past in our current forms, but there's a few issues with that idea. One, I really try not to fuck with time travel stuff, because that stufff will pretty much make your brain bleed out of your ears if you think about it too much. Two, this is my first time teaching this class, that might be a little above my paygrade. And three, it took me all of three seconds to remember that I don't want to deal with my parents when they were younger and dumber and I definitely don't know any of your all situations, so that's just a big can of worms that no one needs to open for what is essentially an excuse for field trips class."

But she did actually try to make it helpful and useful!

"So we'll chalk it up as Credit for Experience; write me an essay or something if you got the chance to experience some alternate dimension children this weekend, and if you didn't, write about why that's a good thing or why you maybe wish you had or something. Due next week for our last class, and, in the meantime, we're going to a giant space arcade."

Because when you got right down to it, Summer didn't actually want to think too much about the implications inherent in a weekend like this last one.

And she also couldn't have a portal class without at least one trip to Blips and Chitz.
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"So," said Summer, from her usual spot leaning against the desk in the front of the classroom with this week's portal (thankfully not one of her own, no one needed that right now) waiting behind her, "this week is one of those weeks where, if I was teaching this class anywhere else, I would totally be all, 'so, okay, this is going to sound wild, but hear me out, there's this island off the coast of Maryland that, every once in a while, for a whole week, there is literally something in the air that will make you all hot and bothered and horny AF, and if you don't believe me, oh boy, get ready to eat those words and probably awaken something inside of you that you didn't even know was there!' Because, if you haven't figured it out yet, spoiler alert, that's exactly what's going on this week.

"Now," she continued, very matter-of-fact, "it's possible that some of you aren't even effected by it. And for almost everyone, it's going to hit a little different. Some people love this week, and it's really not difficult to see why. Others are made super-uncomfortable by it, either from the emotions themselves or just the fact that it's kind of fucked up that they're so out of control of their feelings and urges. And any of those reactions are perfectly valid and normal. It's kind of one of those weeks where you sort of buckle in and bear it, exploit it, or..."

She gestured toward the portal.

"Get the hell out of dodge for a while. Because one of the nice things about some of the things that happen on this island is that this place is a little microcosm where these events? Only touch this island. So, assuming something's not happening to fuck with portal travel, which is a thing, or blocking your access to the mainland, which is also a thing sometimes, you can just...leave. And obviously, this is a portal class, so that's exactly what we're going to be doing right now, so those of you who aren't really too pleased about all your newly amormous inclinations toward the fact that this island is pretty much stuffed to the brim with impossibly attractive people, well, you'll get a little bit of relief, at least for the class period. And if you're totally super into this week and want to take a pass to go take a little more advantage of it, gurl, take that pass. Get out of here, do your thing, just be safe about it and use protection and shit.

"So where are we going this week? Well, I thought about maybe going somewhere else that has these sort of emotion-altering events, but honestly? Anywhere like that I know of tends to be, like, super-aggro or so chill to the point where it's dangerous because, like, you will not want to get out of there, and I also thought about trying to find some of the most un-sexy universes or planets out there, but...it's bad enough that we have to deal with one emotion-altering event, and no one needs greasy grandmas or hamsters living in butts right now, so we're just going to hit up a really cool place that we don't even need to go to another galaxy, dimension, or even another planet for, because it's right here on this one. I know we're alla bout roving the galaxy and shit, but Earth can really get it sometimes, too. So we're actually heading to this giant natural park in Singapore called Gardens by the Bay, to enjoy a really cool mix of modern human aesthetics and natural splendor, and to be around plants that will hopefully just fill you with awe and not, you know, other things.

"I mean," she added, putting her hands up, "unless you're super into that. No kink-shaming here."
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"Alright, guys," Summer greeted the class with the sort of excited grin that typically might make some of her students a little worried or nervous, because she was clearly a little excited about where they were going that day, and who even knew what that would mean? That was a very wide gammut to run. "Let's keep this short and sweet, not a lot of preamble before we head out today. We're going to be going to a planet in the far reaches of my own galaxy, and it's actually really nice, one of the more beautiful planets I've been to, and there's a lot of gorg planets out there! There's just....one problem with it."

She paused. For dramatic effect.

"And I'm not going to tell you what that problem is."

Of course not!

"I want you guys to see if you can spot the problem and see what ideas you might have to help deal with the problem. Hope you came prepared today! This is definitely going to be a lesson in being ready for anything. So take a few moments to do what you need to do, and when everyone's all set, we'll head on through!"
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"Hey, guys," Summer greeted the class as per usual in the classroom, with this week's portal glowing and ready behind her already, "sorry again about the whole weird candy factory thing last week, but, I mean, come on, you have to admit it, that candy kind of made it worth it, right? Anyway, I thought this week we'd do one of those jaunts that focus on the dimensionality of it all, by going to another version of Earth that's almost exactly like this one, with a few key differences. Now, the biggest key difference of this dimension was that a popular TV series from another dimension actually managed to go its own movie, and we're going to go there and hit up the theater where I first saw it a few years back for its, like, special anniversary viewing, or whatever, but since then, through a series of events that we will not go into right now," because they were super traumatic and terrible, and, look, everyone dealt with their trauma in different ways, Summer just dealt with hers by taking whole ass classes to sites where it happened, "this dimension's Earth was also taken over by giant telepathic spiders."

You think she might have thought to lead with that.

"Don't worry, though," she assured them, "they're actually really cool and chill and there's sort of a whole symbiosis going on, or whatever, but, anyway, unless there's some questions before we go, everybody get up, and let's go watch a really dumb movie on Spider-Earth. If you're feeling bold, I highly recommend the ice cream while we're here. Sure, to help broker peace with the spiders so that they would stop creating web traps to lure humans into for consumption, the ice cream has flies in it now, but it's really not that bad, especially when you consider that this ice cream used to be the best ice cream in the multiverse."
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"Alright, guys," Summer greeted the class with a smile from the front of the classroom as usual, glowing portal waiting and ready behind her. "You've been doing pretty well with the whole 'preparedness' aspect of portal travel, so I figured we can take a nice week off of all that stuff, no guest teachers, no imminent danger...probably...just a nice, simple trip to somewhere different for a cool experience. Yarple-7 is another planet, so, you know, the usual humanoid aliens that conveniently seem to understand our language, probably thanks to the far reach of the Galactic Federation, but the thing that kind of sets it apart from the millions of other planets out there in my dimension is its candy.

"And I know what you're thinking," she continued, holding up her hands and rolling her eyes, "candy, big freakin' whoop, but that would be the opinion of someone who'd never had candy from Yarple-7, it's pretty famous once you get out of the boonies like Earth where I'm from, and if you don't believe me, well, we're going there, so you can see for yourself, get yourself some candy, and just sort of appreciate a place that isn't, you know, Earth.

"Alright, then," she pushed herself up from where she was leaning on the desk, gesturing toward the portal, "you guys know the drill by now. Any questions before we head out for some sweet intergalactic candy?"
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"Hey, everyone," said Summer from the front of the classroom as usual with a little wave of her hand. "I hope you're feeling both limber in body and mind this afternoon, because we're sort of extending our lesson on defense and fighting and stuff when things go bad with a little exercise in how normal things...like, say," she gestured to the object in question dangling from her mouth, "a toothpick can sometimes be used to defend yourself and probably save your life. That's why I've got Ms. Blackstone here with us today," and now that expressive hand was gesturing toward Amaya, who stood up at the front of the class with Summer, and also lifted a hand in a wave, "with us, because she actually sometimes teaches whole semesters about stuff like this, so she's a good person to have on board if you want to get creative with how to make a bunch of stuff into weapons.

"Now, we are going to the Danger Shop today," she continued, "because I kind of thought about it, and going to a different place expecting to have to fight and possibly kill actual living things was a little fucked up, so we're just running a sim instead. But we are taking a portal," she hitched her thumb over her shoulder to the portal that usually waited for them, "to the Danger Shop, because it's still a portal class."

Plus...hilarious.

"So everyone up, let's get going, and let's see what we can find to help us out. Now, if you are the type that usually has a weapon on you, that's great, but, sometimes, something might happen and you might not have it or something's wrong with it, or who even knows what, anything is possible, so it's still good to have a few backup plans and ideas, too, y'know? Anyway, let's get moving, shall we?"

And, with that, Summer hopped in, Amaya followed, and she expected them to all follow suite or else she'd hop right on back to see if one of those anything is possible scenarios was going on and she'd have to see how taking a portal just to the danger shop had somehow managed to go awry...
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Things were just a little bit different in the classroom that afternoon. Oh, sure, there was the portal waiting for them for this week's adventure, there was Summer leaning on the desk up front as she waited to get class started, but there was also...Rosa Diaz, looking like she'd rather be pretty much anywhere else right now, so this should be fun!

"Okay," Summer started, "true story time, but last weekend, I almost totally died, and it just really got me thinking that we haven't been paying as much attention to the more dangerous sides of portal travel in this class. It's mostly been, like, weird cultural differences or shifts in perception that can totally mess with your mind, but what about when you happen to find yourself somewhere where gross wet eggs jump at your face and try to take over your body and the only the that stops them from doing so is the fact that you have a toothpick in your mouth?

"Now, we can't all be expected to be munching on toothpicks 24/7 in the rare event that a space parasite tries to eat your brain but we can take steps to better prepare for situations that might get a little....rough. Which is what we're going to be focusing on for the next few weeks, barring any bursts of inspiration thanks to Fandom being Fandom. And that's why we have a guest today, Detective Diaz, who is much more trained in combat than I am. I mean, I'm scrappy, I've literally survived every battle I've been in, clearly, but I just kind of make it up as I go along. This woman's the real deal, though, and can show you the basics so that you don't necessarily have to. And with that...let's get going!"

There's literally everything in space! )

Rosa trailed off slightly, her attention shifting because now there were two green aliens in jumpsuits attempting to pry the blob creature off the glass with a couple of squeegees.

"And try not to get too distracted," Summer chimed in cheerfully, as if this justified her insistence on a space gym, "by everything else going on! That's half the battle, right there!"
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At the front of the class, toothpick in mouth, portal waiting and ready to go behind them, Summer didn't have a lot of preamble for today's class, so she'd just get right into it.

"So next week, of course, is the school trip," she offered, "which, you know, basic portal travel stuff to another location on usually the same Earth, same time, sometimes same dimension, but not always. It's really hard to tell until we get there, but, either way, it's definitely going to be a different culture, which is an important thing to experience, you know? Japan's kind of interesting because it's gone through some periods of imperialism, it's gone through some periods of isolationism, and since World War II, it's definitely gotten very 'Westernized,'" the finger quote and the roll of her eyes there was clear indication that there was a whole rant in there somewhere, but she'd save that for another class, "so it very distinctly has its own culture, but it's also fairly accessable, too.

"Not so much with the place we're going today. Quick rundown: it's called Glaagablaaga, and the people who live there are called Garblovians. On the surface, there might seem to be some similarities between their culture and ours, but they don't speak a word of a Common language like English, which, for some reason, is actually really widely known around the galaxy, who knew? Anyway, they don't speak it, they do seem to understand it, though, but they have their own language and they are fully convinced that you understand it perfectly, which I'm assuming you do not. So let's go and see what we can do to work on some communication skills by interacting with some Garblovians.

"Oh," she added, after gesturing for them all to come up and slip on through the portal, "one more thing: they do tend to randomly explode, so if that happens, don't be startled, it's just a thing, and I promise you, the blue goo really does wash right off."
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When the students arrived in the classroom, not only was their next portal already there and waiting for them, but there was a collection of various different rainboots in all sizes and styles sitting on the front desk, too.

"Sorry about last week, guys," Summer started with a faint, apologetic smile, "but I'm sure Ignis and Prompto did a good job and it sounds like you guys had a good trip to Insomnia and everyone survived, so yay! One of the greatest things about Fandom is that everyone comes from so many different places that you really don't have to dig too deep to find someplace really interesting just through association, which is why this week, we'll be visiting another homeworld of a former Fandom student that maybe some of you had the chance to meet, but don't worry. He is literally the most friendly and enthusiastic person I have ever met. And he's also literally unlike anyone I've ever met, and that's saying a lot.

"His name is Sidon, and he's the prince of the Zora people in a land called Hyrule. Today, we'll be visiting him where he lives, in Zora's Domain. You're free to sort of look around, explore a bit, talk to the various people who live there, and he also has a task for anyone who feels they may be up for it. Since they're an amphibious people, Zora's Domain is very...well...wet, so I do have gollashes for anyone who may not want to get their current shoes wet or go around barefoot.

"So boot up if you'd like, and let's go see a giant shark prince!"

That was all the warning you were going to get about Sidon, yes.
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There was a glowing, shimmering portal waiting for the class at the front of the classroom as usual, but the two people standing in front of that were definitely not Summer. Ignis looked over the students with cool assessment; there didn't seem to be any overlap between this class and his own, which made him feel oddly nervous about the whole thing, while Prompto just had a big, lopsided grin on his face and couldn't seem to hold still. Iggy was probably an old hat at this teaching thing by now, but it was fairly new (and surreal!) for Prompto to be on this side of the classroom. And he was kind of stoked to see how this all went down.

"Good afternoon," Ignis finally greeted them with his cool, even tone and a nod. "As you can see, Miss Smith couldn't make it into class today, and she has asked Prompto and I to step in for today's lesson. For those of you who may not know us yet, I'm Ignis Scientia, currently teaching the cooking class on Fridays..."

"And I'm Prompto Argentum!" Prompto chirped in like he'd been itching for this moment forever. "Fandom High Alumni. Class of 2020, baby!"

Ignis tried to look unimpressed, but a faint breath of a laugh escaped him all the same, and he shook his head. "Miss Smith has asked us assist in this class today because she felt where we're from will offer a unique experience for your portal-traveling education. We're from a planet called Eos, which has many similarities to this planet Earth, but also many differences. Some of those differences will not come into play during our trip, though, as we'll be heading to the Crown City of Insomnia, where both Prompto and I have grown up and currently live. It will afford you the chance to experience what it's like to visit a large and unfamiliar city in a dimension you don't know. To explore and get acclimated, maybe learn a few things and gain a few new experiences."

"And," Prompto offered excitedly, grin widening, "we cooked," GET IT, IGGY? GET IT? HE SAID COOKED BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU DID!, "up a little something to make it more interesting."

He reached behind him to snag a piece of paper off small stack on the desk. "Ta-daaah!" he announced. "Scavenger hunt! We've got a list of things for you to find around the city that'll help you explore and get familiar with it and just sort of figure out your way around it. It's a pretty cool city, though, so you might find some stuff that's not even on the list that you'll like! I mean, I guess we are kind of biased, though."

Ignis looked faintly amused for a moment before his demeanor went serious again. "Feel free to venture out alone or in pairs, or as a group, if you feel so inclined," he offered. "Just be conscious of the time, though I'm sure, between the two of us, Prompto and I can both assure that you're back to this island and dimension in due time. If you have any question, please ask them now, but if you're quite prepared, let's all head over to Insomnia, shall we?"
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Summer was wearing a cape that day. Don't worry, it'll all make sense in just a moment! But as class got started, she and her cape (okay, it was actually much more of a cloak, but details, details) were leaned against the desk at the front of the classroom, this week's portal glowing invitingly behind her.

"So that was an interesting weeked, huh?" she asked. "Granted, I missed most of it, myself, but I've been asking around and I've caught up on radio, so I got the general gist of it. Let's do a show of hands: who all got hit by this weekend's weirdness?"

She gave them all a moment to do just that, taking note with a faint grin.

"Okay, cool," she said, nodding a little. "Let's talk about it. But not, like, here, obviously." She pushed herself up from the desk and made her way over to the portal with a gesture of her arm for them to follow, which they should be pretty used to by now. "In here."

'In here', it seemed, would be through a portal into a dark but cheery medieval-fantasy style tavern, complete with elves, dwarves, orcs, you name it, many of them clustered around tables or the bar throwing back large flagons of ale and swapping stories. And near the roaring fire in the big stone fireplace was a large table with a "RESERVED" placard on it in fancy Olde Englishe style writing, and Summer gestured for the bar wench to bring over some drinks (cider, non-alcoholic; sorry, kids, this was a school trip), and invited everyone to sit down.

"I figured," she explained with a grin, "this setting was a little more appropriate. Sometimes, one of the best ways to get used to different worlds is to just immersion, you know? So let's enjoy a drink and talk a little bit about the last weekend, who you were, what differences there were, what was really weird about it and what you may have actually liked about it, and consider the fact that there are infinite dimensions out there, so odds are, there probably is a version of you exactly like that in an alternate unvierse somewhere, so that's some nice, light food for thought, right? And if you weren't effected by this last weekend, are you glad about that? What would you have liked if you were effected? And, most importantly, did you get any pictures?

"We're just here to talk today, so just have at it. You know, before someone inevitably comes up and tries to foist some kind of quest on us."

They wouldn't, but there was a rather rough looking group of bandits over in the dark shadowy corners of the tavern that were certainly giving the group a few suspicious, considering glances...
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There were space suits in the classroom that day, so hopefully that would mean that everyone should guess where they all might be going this week!

Or, well, considering the class, there was a good chance that some of them would be wondering what the fuck spacesuits even were, but if Summer believed in things like learning curves, she was very bad at implimenting them.

"Suit up, everyone!" she announced cheerfully. "And please let me know if you need help, because you do not want to mess this up, even if we're only going to be needing these for the first, like, ten minutes or so of class. Because today, we're going to tap into a little bit of both the location as well as the dimensional aspects of portal travel by traveling to two locations that are the same place but are very different based on the dimension, to the far reaches of this solar system: Pluto!

"So once everyone's ready so no body freezes to death and we can all, you know, breathe when we get there, let's hitch this thing," she pointed a thumb over her own suited up shoulder, "to a place whose only relevence is thanks to a bunch of people who just can't get over galactic cancel culture."
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The class was meeting in the classroom again, where another glowing portal was waiting to whisk them away to another place and dimension, but first? A little preamble.

"Hey, guys," Summer greeted them with a grin, "welcome back. So last week was great because I really got an idea of where you all are in portal travel, which seems like we've got a pretty open-ended book right now, which is great, there's a lot of different places we can go with this, lit-er-ral-lee, and I thought, maybe, what we could do for this class was take it just a small step further, into one of those dimensions that are pretty much exactly like the one we have here, except that they, like, call Starbucks something different or no one has ever heard of Taylor Swift before--I know, right? But the subtle ones are just that...subtle. They throw you off enough to kind of mess you up a little and make you feel weird, but that's about it, it's fairly easy to get used to. So we need to go a little bigger, and that's maybe one of the dimensions where there's a really big flip of the script, where one thing is noticably different than this dimension, and that's why I've decided this week, we're going to the Dog Dimension.

"Quick briefing: the Dog Dimension is basically a dimension where dogs evolved like humans, and humans involved like dogs, so dogs are the dominant species and humans are basically pets. Which can be a little off-putting, but also, it's kind of important? As, like, a reminder that humans aren't shit everywhere, you know? We could probably stand to be taken down a few notches in some dimensions, there's even dimensions where people are, like, furniture and phones, and I almost considered going there but I thought you guys would appreciate not having sentient armchairs trying to sit on you."

Yes, that was an actual sentence that came out of her mouth.

"The biggest threat we might face in the Dog Dimension, other than the giant birds," yes, that was randomly thing in Dog Dimension, don't ask, "is someone trying to adopt you, probably, or take you home, so keep that in mind. Luckily, the current emperor of the Dog Dimension is actually our old family pet, Snuffles, so I've got an in. Things got a little rough between us when my grampa gave him sentience in our dimension and then he tried to take over the Earth, but, you know, that's when we sent him off to Dog Dimension, and honestly? It is working so much better for him now. So, let's everyone get ready, hop on through the portal, we'll meet some dogs and you can ask questions and experience a world where dogs are humans and humans are dogs!"
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Stop the presses, everyone. Summer was actually having her class meet in an actual classroom this semester. Not even the Danger Shop classroom, which, while still hilarious to her, maybe seemed a little excessive for a class that was going to get pretty excessive as it was. An actual classroom.

It felt a little weird, tbh.

So it was a good thing they weren't going to be there for long, as indicated by the big glowing portal at the front of the classroom waiting patiently for them.

"Hey, everyone," Summer greeted them with a smile as once it was time to get started, "and welcome to 'Have Portal, Will Travel,' a class I hope works as a good guide for both experienced portal travelers and complete newbs alike. So, if you didn't know, I'm Summer Smith, I had some pretty wild experience with portals even before coming to this school, and that experience has only grown since there, and now I want to share what I've learned over the years with you all! I'm seeing a lot of names on the roster which are new to me, which is great," or it meant that she'd scared off most of the people who usually take her classes, "but that also means I'm not sure exactly where everyone is on the level of multidimensional travel, so that's what this week's class is mostly going to be about. Who you are, where you're from, the level of your portal and/or multidimensional traveling experience thus far, and what you actually might like to get from this class. I'm planning a lot of various different locations to portal to that'll hopefully run the gammut of multidimensional experiences, but since we're all already from such different and interesting places, I'd love to get some ideas as to what you'd like. Also, if there's anything in particular I should avoid...alllergies, phobias, big oh hell no red flags...please, please, please let me know. And also keep in mind that I do have my own portal gun," displayed now everyone to see, "so if things get a little too much and a quick exit needs to be made, not even due to danger, maybe just because that day's particular trip is just not going to work for you, we got you covered.

"Also, I've got one of these," she added, putting away the portal gun and replacing it with her blaster gun, "which is to say that weapons are not only encouraged in this class, but sometimes might actually be necessary, just please be careful, since this is not the Danger Shop, these are actual legit portals and everything, so there will be consequences, I've got a Quick Setting on the portal gun that'll portal you straight to the clinic here if, you know, you need to, but hopefully, that won't be necessary. Guess there's only one way to find out, though, right?

"Since I figured having a class about portals and then not even using a portal to go somewhere on the first class is kind of a dick move, though, I have just a nice little low key trip to a space spa that we can enjoy for our first class, so....not a lot of prep work needed for this one, everyone up, hop on through, and we'll get started!"
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As instructed last week, today's field trip was beginning with everyone meeting in the park outside of the big, blue police box. The Doctor was waiting there for them. Anyone who came more than five minutes late would miss out and find the TARDIS gone.

[OOC: More in the OCD!]
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There was a handwavy note to all of the students today to meet in the park. The TARDIS was nearby, but today the workshop was being held out in the open where you could look around and breathe in the fresh air. That is, if you managed to get to the park without getting lost.

"As much as I hate to admit it," the Doctor said once the students had gathered, "every now and then things don't go according to plan. No matter what you do, no matter how clever you are, sometimes you'll find yourself in a situation you can't get out of. Most of the time that will involve being stuck wherever you happen to be at the time with no way to get home. Today isn't about finding a way out. It's about preparing yourself for the possibility that there is no way out.

You're all stuck on a planet on the distance side of the galaxy from your home. The people are nice enough, if a bit simple because their technology is hasn't developed to your standards yet. There's definitely no space travel and aliens are unheard of. But you look close enough to the native population to fit in and you've found yourself a community where people won't ask too many questions.

What do you do? Do you keep fighting until your dying day to get home? Do you make a new home for yourself? What kind of work would you look for? Will you buy a house? Find someone? Fall in love and settle down? You may not have the choice of whether or not you can leave, but everything else is up to you.

Also, back here next week. Field trip. Wear comfortable clothing so you can fit in. We'll be putting what you learned into practice in a real setting with very real consequences, so I expect you to all be ready and on time. We'll be back by the end of the period."
[identity profile] veryarthurdent.livejournal.com
When the students arrived, they were separated into groups of 3 (and one group of four if raccoon-Kaylee was there) and put into your standard prison cell with bars, a barred window, brick walls, a sink, a toilet and bunk beds. The Doctor locked each cell door and pocketed the key. "Today's topic is 'so you're a prisoner'. It's what usually happens when you fail to keep a low profile, aren't fast enough figuring out that something isn't right and failed at polite conversation. So if you mess up everything this workshop has taught you so far, you'll at least have a chance to try to get out. Not all jails will be this simple, but it's a fairly common set-up, so let's go with it. Go on then. Try to escape. The bars won't react to weapons or temperature changes and can't be ripped out, so you'll have to be creative. I'll be over here if you need me." He took a seat at the end of the corridor.
[identity profile] veryarthurdent.livejournal.com
The Danger Shop was set up like a giant walk-in wardrobe with alcoves for changing. The Doctor was trying on new coats. "Go on," he said with a jerk of his head towards the other racks. "Sometimes you have to fit in and dress the part. Now keep in mind you can't always drag around a wardrobe unless you're me, so have a think about something that you can travel in that will work in different settings and that looks good. A good coat can go a long way."
[identity profile] veryarthurdent.livejournal.com
Once the students gathered, the Doctor bounded over to them from where he'd been having far too much fun tinkering with the Danger Shop controls. He pulled his glasses off and tucked them into his pocket. "Right! So. Missed last week, sorry about that, won't happen again." With the Doctor, you never knew. "Okay! We've done introductions and polite conversation. Well, you did polite conversation and I'm sure you all passed with flying colours. Let's get on to rule number one. Something is always not right. Terrible grammar, but I didn't write it, so let's get past that and onto the point. No matter the situation or the setting, something will always be out of place. It might be something as simple as the food being off because someone left it out of the fridge or it could be something dangerous. Experience has told me that there's always, always something going on. The question is," the Doctor mused, looking at them all expectantly, "are you tuned into your surroundings enough to notice?"

He pointed his sonic screwdriver at the Danger Shop controls and the surroundings changed to a space station. The large window that took up most of one wall showed Earth below, looking a little worse for wear, but still intact. The sun looked much larger than usual due to it being very, very old and being ready to devour the Earth in about half an hour's time.

"I'll give you a head start on this one, but from now on I want you to be completely aware of what's going on around you. Pay attention to everything. Someone on this station has been trying to sabotage it. Don't draw attention to yourselves while you try to figure out who. Oh, and," he frowned. "Mind the spiders."
[identity profile] idontlooktired.livejournal.com
"Good afternoon. The Doctor isn't able to be here today." There was a definite note of disapproval in her voice. "So I've stepped in to take your class. It appears as if you were going to be speaking with friendly aliens this week, and we'll continue with that. He didn't specify which aliens, so I've chosen ones that you will hopefully enjoy."

Harriet leaned against a convenient table. "The question of whether an alien is a friendly one or not can be difficult. Often those who seem to have the best interests of the planet at heart turn out, in fact, to value nothing but their own arrogance." She shook her head. "You don't have to worry about the ones you're going to meet today, though your conversations will be on their terms."

She waved them through a door and into a lush green forest. "Off you go, enjoy yourselves. I'll be here if you need me."

[plz wait for And we have OCD]
[identity profile] veryarthurdent.livejournal.com
"So, Roving the Galaxy," the Doctor said, winging it. He might have lost track of the days and forgotten to prepare anything. It was more fun to do it off the cuff anyway. "Galaxy. Roving it. Okay, so, you're all here for whatever reason is your own and you're welcome to talk about it to someone else. Me, I'm probably not going to listen to be perfectly honest, so let's get onto the good stuff. Well, good in the sense that it's not all good but fun! Well, fun if you're into that sort of thing." He realised he was getting off track, paused with a 'I just caught myself getting off track' expression on his face, then started talking again.

"Most of you, I would assume, haven't been too far from home, whether that's Earth, Raxacoricofallapatorious or somewhere I haven't even heard of. Do you know how strange that is, places I haven't heard of? Love it. Beginning to love Fandom because of it. Anyway. Moving on. Over the next couple of weeks, we're going to go through a crash course in the basics of what you need to know to rove the galaxy.

Some weeks we'll go off to another planet, fake planets in this case thanks to this beautiful piece of technology although we might take a field trip at the end of the course, and a lot of weeks we'll deal with aliens coming to Earth. Why? You're not the only ones roving the galaxy. Better get used to it. If you can learn how to be a good host, you'll learn quick smart how to be a good guest when you're out there travelling around.

Smaller class than last time, all good, means we can get to know each other. I'm not much one for introductions, but let's give it a shot, shall we? I'm the Doctor. I'm a 903 year old Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I travel a lot and I've been just about everywhere you can point out in the night sky. You," he pointed to the person he was looking at. "Name, species, place of origin and off-world travelling experience."

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