As they walked into the class, Rimmer actually looked rather... rather emotional.

"This is, as you should all know, my very last class with you. I am sure that you will all miss me, that you will lament those moments when you doubted me, or drew on me with a permanent marker, or laughed behind my back and thought I couldn't see because yes, I did ( Read more... )

"I'm going to keep the lecture short today because our lesson is practical."

He gestured to the doors that were arrayed behind him.

"Each one of you will be entering a simulated psimoon. Psimoons, as the name might suggest, are planetoids which react to the mind of one person, adapting their terrain to mimic the person's mental state. Your ( Read more... )

"Good news, class," he announced as soon as they were all in. If anyone was wondering how there could be good news, it would be revealed in just a few moments. Yes, from Rimmer.

Careful and watch your heart monitors, folks.

"Today's scheduled class, a meeting with a thankfully holographic Inquisitor, will, due to last weeks horrifying nightmare ( Read more... )

...class was pretty simple today, mostly because Rimmer was passed out on the desk. It seems, however, that he'd been about to teach something or other using a large assortment of permanent markers!

[ocd up! simple for the BDE play!]

Rimmer looked unpleasantly cheerful this morning as the students came in to sit at their desks ( Read more... )

In front of the class today was not who they were expecting to be there, except for how it was. It's just that 'he' looked significantly different for today. No, there were no crossdimensional slip ups--it's just that when you're a hologram, you can get a bit more creative with how you convey your information ( Read more... )

A fresh new semester, a fresh new batch of cadets students victims students for him to teach ( Read more... )