Fandom Radio, Friday, July 30

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Zoe: Good evening, Fandom. I hope everyone's been having a productive Friday.

Dean: And having some fun too while you're at it.

Zoe: That too, but I have to give the responsible message first, being the adult in the room.

Dean: I'm an adult!

Zoe: Technically, I suppose, but emotionally and psychologically...I think the jury is still out on that one.

Dean: Hey, I'm totally emotionally a grown up.

Zoe: Let's see what the squirrels have to say about that this week, shall we?


School Notes

Zoe: The Five Senses class was all about the sense of taste today. The students met in the cafeteria, and once they'd heard all about how dirt tastes, they put on blindfolds, and tasted a series of mostly edible things, trying to figure out what each thing was without looking at it.

Dean: Do I want to know why anyone would want to eat dirt?

Zoe: I'm going to assume it's a survivalist thing. Or a Canadian thing. They're a little strange up there, aren't they?

Dean: Someone's got to teach them the joys of french fries stat if they're eating dirt for fun.

Zoe: Enough time here can teach anyone about edible food, I think. The Pottery Making class started on their pottery wheels, which are apparently a lot harder to make than they look.

The Dating, Hooking Up, and Sex class talked about sexual kinks today, namely roleplay. The students had to try to listen to Dean while not being distracted by his priest's outfit, and then they had to put together their own costume and explain what it was to Dean. Poor Chuck was having a hard time watching Dean, and I think that's a little more information about what the two of you get up to than I needed.

Dean: Trust me, it could've been worse.

Zoe: ...Remind me that you're not teaching anything that might traumatize your students?

Dean: *shocked* I'd never traumatize my students!

Zoe: All right, I believe you! I just wasn't sure how much worse you meant.

Dean: The squirrels could be giving you notes about what happens when I've got that getup on with Chuck in private.

*excited chittering*

Zoe: Oh, don't even think about it. I do not want to know.

The Practical Marksmanship class did a little roleplaying themselves today. They started off gathering gas canisters to power a minibus, so they could get out of a mall full of "enemy hostiles," and then it turned out that the hostiles were zombies, led by a giant zombie hulk beast--

*annoyed chittering*

Oh, I'm sorry, let me read that note properly - a GIANT ZOMBIE HULK BEAST that they, I assume, had to shoot many, many times.

Dean: I think I saw that movie.

Zoe: I bet you'd be able to shoot the thing too, even if you hadn't.

Dean: Totally. But zombies are a great excuse to bring out a flamethrower.

Zoe: Oh, yes, I can't forget about your pyromaniacal tendencies, now can I? The First Aid class got a realistic lesson today in dealing with puncture wounds. First, they watched Hawkeye deal with a knife wound, then a bullet wound. Then, they got some basic training in less specific wounds. I do feel the need to point out that knowing how to patch up someone who gets shot does not mean you shouldn't take that person to the clinic once they've been patched up. Consider that a friendly reminder.

The Cons and Confidence class talked about pyramid or "Ponzi" schemes by listening to Sophie for a bit, and then trying to come up with a scheme of their own. It's harder than you might think. Not that I'd know from personal experience, of course.

Dean: Easier just to hustle pool or run a credit card scam.

Zoe: Much, much easier. I feel like we're being bad role models at the moment.

Dean: Nah. We're awesome.


Dorm/Cabin News

Dean: Over in the dorms, there was stuff happening up in the safe room on the sixth floor. Y'know as opposed to all the other safe rooms. Anyway Raven, Didi and Jono were up there so Raven could put the healing whammy on Jono. And to celebrate the healing afterwards, Didi and Jono spent some time making out and talking about food. Sounds like a party to me.

Zoe: And something worthy of celebrating too. Over at the cabins, Triela woke up quickly, seemingly from a dream, and Bod did some reading and tried to fight off a headache. Tara and Raven talked about Raven healing Jono, and how one figures out they're attracted to the same sex. I'm going to assume there was a segue to make those topics relate to each other. And Tara and Wesley met up with books, and talked about family vacations as well.

Dean: Keeping with the theme, Jono was at the Toffee campfire this evening, singing loudly and eating s'mores. He waxed poetic about the awesomeness of ice cream to Bobby and talked about how marshmallows taste with Didi.

Kurt talked to Didi about how he was blue, and bitched to Bobby about how his image inducer turned into a jerk. See, you gotta be doing something wrong there because what I got was my car turning into a smoking hot chick.

Zoe: Have you ever thought that maybe your car is just naturally nice?

Dean: She's very nice. Especially to me.

Zoe: Okay, see, that's veering into too much information again, even for me.

Dean: Only because your mind went there, I'll point out. Tahiri and Jono decided that Raven needed a gift, and told Kurt that because she's from a different galaxy, blue and fuzzy wasn't even on the top ten of weirdest things she'd seen. Hell, I'm from Kansas and it probably wouldn't make my top ten either.

Ariel waved at Kurt and was adorably squeeful at Jono's new face. She tossed a marshmallow at Rinoa's head before learning Important Things about booty calls and texting boys.

Kurt told Rinoa it wasn't polite to stare, and exchanged congratulations with Jono about the whole new face and being fuzzy and blue things. Rinoa meanwhile teased Jono about his amazingly good mood. Hey, that's what s'mores and making out can do for you.


Town News

Zoe: It looks like the preserve was a little busy today. Ino and Zack went out there to talk about things, and it seems he might have asked her to go home with him. Hopefully in the "visiting" sense, and not the "running away from school" sense. And, in the evening, Didi, Raven, and Jono learned this his healing wasn't actually permanent. Oh, I don't like the sound of that at all.

Let's see what else we have. Mitchell was enjoying some coffee at The Perk early this morning. Angua spotted him and commented on how he looked as bad as she felt, and he explained that it had been a bad week. Angua and Henry talked about the insanity of Fandom's library vs. the insanity of the police station, and Henry and Mitchell talked about the weather, of all things. Later on, Mitchell also got some text messages, which he seemed happy about.

Delirium was making rainbows with CDs and a flashlight at Groovy Tunes, Hoshi had to deal with an angry sous chef at The Arms Hotel, Harper was selling her freshly painted, bright pink bookcase at Things Reborn, and Jenny was slacking off as much as possible at Pixie Dust.

Cloud was practicing with his swords out at the beach, which is a good place to do things like that, no matter how hot it is. Alexander was reading a book about the solar system out in the park, and Damon was watching last night's episode of Jersey Shore on his laptop at Caritas. That's some terrible taste in reality television right there.

Dean: Is there good taste in reality television?

Zoe: Well, no, I suppose there isn't. That's a good point.

Dean: There's enough reality in reality. TV should be about fantasy.

Zoe: And attractive people?

Dean: Doesn't hurt. Though there's plenty of that in reality around here too.

Zoe: Especially here. That was the last of the notes for tonight, it seems. You've proven your adulthood well enough tonight.

Dean: Told you so. Now, let's head home so I can eat some ice cream.