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Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Adrian knew that he couldn't put it off for much longer, he was going to have to make a trip to the Anchor Market. Which he was most emphatically not looking forward to. So, in order to keep his mind off that, he was giving Pick Your Poison a good, thorough scouring. Under the units. Behind the shelves. In the corners--of the ceiling.

Maybe he'd be a little more Zen after this.

...Probably not, but hey, at least the shop would be sparkling.

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library

Fandom Library, Wednesday, August 13th

Some days Arden was on the ball, shelving books, checking out and returning items, making sure that the gremlins stayed relatively decent...

And then other days, she'd just downloaded a new game onto her phone and it was all she could focus on.

She was bent over her phone, quietly yelling at her phone as she learned a new plot twist. "You can't be serious!"

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classes

Fall Class Submissions!

Yep, it's that time!

Do YOU Need This Form?

If your character is a current teacher and would like to continue teaching, or a current townie who'd like to start or return to teaching, you DO need this form. Just scroll on down and fill it out below.
If your character is an alum/expat who would be returning to the island to teach, first YAY, and second, you DO need this form. Please drop us an e-mail at fandomhighadmins@iambicnut.com to let us know you plan to bring the character back, then mosey back here to fill out the class proposal below!
If your character was dropped from the game and you'd like to bring them back as a teacher, also YAY, but you'll need to do that by submitting a character application as described here and including your class plans in that. So congratulations, you DON'T need this form!
If you are a current teacher wanting to move to townie status, just drop us an e-mail to say so; you also DON'T need this form. If your teacher is running away for good, tell us over here in the dropped character post.

What If I Want To Teach Adults At The Community Center?

We are no longer offering classes at the Community Center! If you want to teach adults, fill out this form and write that your course is only open to adults. (Bear in mind that the "adults-only" classes will be happening near the high school-aged students, though, and don't plan anything so visibly unsavory that Zoe would chuck the class off the roster and your character off the top of Selkie Peak. Inappropriate shenanigans can happen with proper OOC warnings in the class - we're all adults here even if the characters aren't - but plausible IC deniability is the key.)

What's Needed for a Class?

The ability to come up with 17 weeks worth of classes (16 + 1 exam)
The ability to post each class by noon Pacific or 3pm Eastern the day it's scheduled (you can also post the night before).
The ability to interact with your students (slow play is fine, you don't need to be around all the time).

( CLICK ME )

Your adult character's form will need to be in these comments by Monday, August 18th for great scheduling justice! The class ideas are screened for the fun of the surprise.

(Even More) American National Park Tours with Sam Eagle, Tuesday 8/12, 1st period

“Today we shall be going to Montana, students!” Sam announced. “To Glacier National Park which is not to be confused with Glacier Bay National Park which is in Alaska! We shall not be visiting Alaska today!”

“The park in Alaska contains far more glaciers though the one in Montana though that one is over one million acres in area! Huge! Enormous! Awe-inspiring. And, I might add, home to impressive wildlife including bald eagles!” Always important, after all.

“While we are there do not get lost in the wilderness! I will not be sending out a search party and the rangers have other things to do with their time!”

You could try keeping the group together and supervising them, Sam…

“I recommend the hiking trails for some of you. The visitor centers for others. Or you can simply enjoy the majesty of the American Wilderness!”

And with that extremely useful introduction to an impressive park, Sam was standing at the waiting portal, gesturing with a wing, and impatiently tapping a giant felt foot.

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, August 12th

Hey there Fandom! What up, it's ya girl Arden Finch here, remindin' you to get your last summer kicks in, with fall barreling down the road at us.

School did its thing yesterday, with Teamwork working as partners to build things while ziptied together. 2 Problem 2 Creative did things to fruit and I'm asking for exactly zero details. And then How To Waste Time On The Internet delved into Reddit and that...sure what a choice. Eeesh.

Dorms was quiet, as per usual, but Town had a bit of activity. Infinite Consortium saw Professor Vess getting judgy about a sword, at least until Doc Harley came in and got some kind of...invisibility cloak? Magpie Emporium was opened late but in a great mood, which couldn't be said for the Clinic because they were having unexpected roof repairs. Pizza Planet featured a lot of summer produce, which sounds delicious, and Devil's Nest featured a lot of air conditioning, which Ms. Solo-Fel thought was a little excessive, but she was mostly happy to not be a cat anymore.

And that's it for me this week! This is ya girl, Arden Finch, signing off for the day. Have fun, hit the beach, and mostly enjoy OUTLAW by Neoni! Bye, island!

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The Beach, Tuesday Afternoon

Out of all of their brothers, Raiden and Gray were the most reluctant warriors, so one might have thought that they would have slacked off on their training when left unsupervised on the opposite coast from the others. One would have been wrong. Gray and Raiden might not like their job, but they took it, and the deal with the archangels that necessitated it, very seriously. Their brothers' lives were on the line as well as their own, after all, to say nothing of the humans who needed protection from demons up to no good.

So, on this particular afternoon, one could follow the clang of steel on steel down to the beach and find a couple of Nephilim engaged in sword practice--shirtless, so they could have their wings out (you were welcome) for greater maneuverability.

"That was good," Raiden said as he hauled Gray out of the sand. "One more time."

Gray and Sloth both wanted desperately to suggest they just take a break now, but Gray shoved Sloth down, shook the sand out of his wings and hair, and agreed, "One more time." And then probably a few more after that.

(Open beach is open!)

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Caritas- Tuesday

Kitty was here with a raging headache and the aspirin hasn't kicked in yet. And unfortunately any hope of an easy night was thwarted by Tino working as loudly as possible while apparently trying to work quietly, and the zombies seemed to be experimenting in a hair metal phase.

Maybe she'd go home early. Before the zombies started head banging because she couldn't deal with anything that came from that.

[Method! Open!]

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paintball

Paintball! Some More! Tuesday, August 12

There were...there were a lot of trees in the paintball area today. Where did they come from? Where would they go? Shhhh, these were not important questions. There even a few little towers scattered around the area where someone might get a good view around them! Because the teachers (Tony) was so very extra in making things happen.

"So, today we'll be working on a longer range engagement for you all," Tony said, setting out the modified paintball guns that soooorta looked like sniper rifles.

Steve was going to overlook any squeals of excitement. McGarrett. "Think of it as a giant 'floor is lava' game," Steve said. "You have to pick each other off from the high ground."

"No flying, anyone." That was just harsh, Tony.

Steve clapped his hands together. "Okay, let's go!"

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beach

Beach! [Tuesday, 2nd Period]

Class was back on the actual beach again, where Isabela was looking particularly cheerful.

"The thing about the beach is that you can do almost anything there," she started, only for a hillock of sand to appear and some kind of...was it a ground hog? Or maybe a wombat? Some kind of large burrowing animal to emerge and hand her a sealed pamphlet before vanishing back under the earth.

Aphra leaned over to read the title of the pamphlet. "'Things you cannot not do while having fun on Fandom's beaches'," she read. "According to who?"

Isabela shrugged and broke the seal, the pamphlet immediately unfolding into many more pages than should even have fitted in there in the first place. After several long minutes of perusing the list and exchanging pointed commentary with each other, they finally paid attention tot he class again.

"Apparently the only thing you can do to have fun at the beach is to stand ten foot away and look respectfully at it from a distance," Isabela said finally.

Aphra pointed to a spot on one of the pages. "After you've gotten the beach's informed consent, in writing to look at it."

Isabela nodded very seriously, then shoved the pamphlet down the front of her shirt. "Good thing pirates aren't overly fond of rules. So just have fun on the beach your way."

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Pick Your Poison, Tuesday

And another week of Harley flitting in and out of her life, answering precious little in the way of questions...

To make things more irritating, the sting under her ribs was being a lot louder after the incident with Undine's building. At a guess, Pam figured it was probably leftover toxins taking little stabs at her whenever they got an opportunity.

So she did the sensible thing: she ignored it, and went back to work. Though before retreating to the lab upstairs, she'd be down for a while, watering all the plants, checking over the inventory, and flipping the sign to 'Open'.

[[ open ]]

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Ossus- Monday

( It wasn't that Rey had put off coming here. She'd known what planet it was on, but not where, and she'd just felt called here the past day or so. )

[NFB, NFI, ship modded with permission.]

Teamwork- Monday, 1st period

The Danger Shop? Made up to look like a warehouse stocked with materials. Jaina? Still a cat. (It's okay, she'd be changing back immediately after class ended and it would be very awkward until Jay brought her clothes.) Jag? Holding zip ties.

"Today you're going to be given some freedom, and losing some," he began. "You and a partner have free rein of this warehouse. It has all sorts of parts and mechanical equipment with which you will build something. It can be anything, as easy or complicated as you want, as long as there are at least three parts attached to each other. You'll have to locate the equipment you choose to use and put it together as a team. You will also choose as a team whether you'd rather complete the task with either one leg or one arm tied to each other. Choose your partner wisely."

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The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

Eric had been around for a thousand years and chose to live in Louisiana on purpose. It didn't mean he loved the grossest, swampiest days of August.

Anyway, that was his excuse for why it was frigid in the Devil's Nest tonight. (Of all the modern marvels, Eric loved air conditioning the most.)

The Devil's Nest was open and Tiny wouldn't blame you if you ordered a warm drink tonight.

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internet for dummies

How to Waste Time on the Internet, 3rd period

Jon waited for everyone to show up, then held up his phone. "Reddit," he said, a little reluctantly. "It's a site that's a collection of sites, really. Each subreddit concerns a specific topic. A hobby, or show, or question." He looked pained. "Honestly, some of them are fine, but some are...not. It pays to be careful. When you find one, check out the rules and the recent posts and read a bit before you join it.

"That said, let's go there, do a bit of searching, find a place that looks like fun, and share a post."

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Pizza Planet, Monday

The emphasis on summer produce would continue until summer ended.

Yes, Raiden knew broccoli wasn't a summer crop. He had lived most of his life before broccoli became available year round in the grocery store. But it was in the walk-in, so it was getting used.

Specials
Grilled White Pizza with Ricotta, Corn, & Broccoli
Pesto, Peach, & Prosciutto Pizza
Pizza with Zucchini, Feta, Lemon, & Garlic

You know what else wasn't a summer crop? Lemons. You modern folk had no idea how good you had it.

Pizza Planet is open!

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random dorkiness

MEME: What I Admire About You

I am living in a Meme State of Mind this month, so you get another one this week that we haven't done since last year. Woo!

Tag your character into a comment. Other characters will then ICly respond with things they admire about your character. Yes, even if the pair of characters are generally antagonistic towards each other, here is the chance to reveal whether there's something positive hidden in there somewhere! (For an example, Jackson might tell Jim he admires his tenacity.) So, character-to-character basis, and positive things. Kind of like an IC anon love meme, yes. Except without the anon part. Now get to it!

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Fandom Clinic, Monday 8/11

The clinic was noisy today. Very noisy.

"Good thing we haven't got any patients. This is hardly restful," Stark muttered as he set down the usual coffees when he arrived.

"Roofers," a nurse said.

"I saw people on the roof," Stark said. "But why?"

"Who knows? Maybe Stabby called them."

It was possible. Stabby was a shifty sort of crab. He might be trying to cause chaos just for the fun of it. He, somehow, had oversized noise-canceling headphones on his carapace.

The clinic was open, the crab had arranged for the day to be full of loud noises for no reason, and the alien was in (and wincing often at the thumps and thuds and thunks).

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2 Problem 2 Creative, Monday, August 11, 2025

Anakin had not been a cat again. He'd never been a cat. It was an island-wide hallucination. At least that's what his expression said as he stood fully human in front of the class.

Never mind that Ahsoka still had several Anakitty plushies scattered about the big gold chairs.

Anakin was especially ignoring those. "Today we will immediately begin with our task," he said.

"Which means you'll have another week to complete your homework of taking a holo of your plushie from last week in the most interesting place you can find on the island." Ahsoka added immediately. The homework that, needless to say, Ahsoka had definitely not given them last week.

The muscles in Anakin's jaw clenched. "Wonderful," he gritted out.

"I thought so," Ahsoka replied cheerfully. "Anyway, today's task is to do things to fruit."

Anakin had been married to Rory long enough that he had to swallow back his immediate "not dirty" follow-up comment. "You're using them to solve tasks. The fastest to solve them wins."

"You'll have five tasks and five different fruit," Ahsoka explained. "Once you've used a fruit for one task, you cannot use it for another. Your time starts when you read the first task."

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The Magpie Emporium, Monday [11/08]

Vi, who was in a very good mood, was (for reasons directly related to said good mood) also pretty late for her shift today, only actually opening after her class. So it was a good thing that she knew her boss was going to be pretty forgiving about that.

Not so forgiving was Saffron who had immediately flopped at Vi's feet because she'd been abandoned and was going die from lack of snuggles if Vi didn't fix that immediately.

So Vi was doing most of her work today with a very dramatic cat tucked into the front of her jacket.

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Infinite Consortium, Monday

Liliana was very grateful that her command over her zombies made it possible for her to communicate with them over distance and without needing to speak aloud. She had a number of instructions that were not only vital for her to pass along, but also vital to keep completely quiet.

For no reason, of course. Don't even worry about it. Never you mind.

She was also quite capable of carrying on a silent conversation while her attention was split elsewhere--like setting up a display in the window: a box full of beautiful feathers that appeared to be flickering with fires. She didn't know what they were for, but they certainly looked pretty enough.

Unlike the sword they'd come with. Ugly, unwieldy, and altogether pointless, she hadn't even bothered putting it on the shelf with the rest of the swords.

She didn't know what plane that was from, but honestly now. Do better, weaponsmiths.