Teaching Is It's Own Reward † Video&Action
[Today's class for high-schoolers begins with Gin walking into the classroom with a hover box following him silently. What is actually in the box, however, remains to be seen as it's covered with a lid. The look on his face? Amused. By now, most of you should realize that this means he's found another way to torture all of his students.]
So for those of you with working brains, you might have realized by now that me not giving you a single homework assignment up until this point is actually not from the goodness of my heart. It's also not because "Family Studies" is the most pointless class you'll ever have to take, right up there with World History, but that's besides the point.
What I've got here is essentially going to determine your entire mark for the whole month, so if you're one of the students that considers this your extended nap period? You've got a chance to not cock everything up. [And then he's walking up to the box and flipping a switch so that the lid can slide back to reveal these.] And seeing as how we're in the spirit of Christmas and family, I figure now's the ideal time to introduce all of you to some of the horrors parenthood can cause.
[Then he picks up one of the eggs with one hand and holds it up so every can see.] This is called an eggbaby, for obvious reasons. It functions like a real child as far as annoyances go, but on the bright side it won't be excreting, vomiting or making any other messes that require a mop and soap to clean up. It also won't cost you roughly 300k to raise. Your assignment is to feed it when it's hungry, rock it when it's crying which will be a lot, by the way, and make sure it doesn't get mistaken for food. Keep in mind that the amount of care you give it is constantly being recorded by a computer. If that's too science-y for you, think of it as magic or a ghost possessing an inanimate object.
If it does get eaten or dropped, consider yourself a failure as both a parent and a student. [That complete, the egg goes back into bucket and Gin takes a step back and leans against his desk, grinning openly now.] I've assigned you into random marital situations: single, heterosexual and homosexual because I believe everyone should suffer equally. Check the list and once you've determined your situation, come up, collect an egg, register it with me and enjoy your new bundle of joy.
And no, babies don't come from the stork.
[ooc: AAAAAND that should be everything. List can be found here! If you still haven't signed up, don't panic because you can still do so!]
So for those of you with working brains, you might have realized by now that me not giving you a single homework assignment up until this point is actually not from the goodness of my heart. It's also not because "Family Studies" is the most pointless class you'll ever have to take, right up there with World History, but that's besides the point.
What I've got here is essentially going to determine your entire mark for the whole month, so if you're one of the students that considers this your extended nap period? You've got a chance to not cock everything up. [And then he's walking up to the box and flipping a switch so that the lid can slide back to reveal these.] And seeing as how we're in the spirit of Christmas and family, I figure now's the ideal time to introduce all of you to some of the horrors parenthood can cause.
[Then he picks up one of the eggs with one hand and holds it up so every can see.] This is called an eggbaby, for obvious reasons. It functions like a real child as far as annoyances go, but on the bright side it won't be excreting, vomiting or making any other messes that require a mop and soap to clean up. It also won't cost you roughly 300k to raise. Your assignment is to feed it when it's hungry, rock it when it's crying which will be a lot, by the way, and make sure it doesn't get mistaken for food. Keep in mind that the amount of care you give it is constantly being recorded by a computer. If that's too science-y for you, think of it as magic or a ghost possessing an inanimate object.
If it does get eaten or dropped, consider yourself a failure as both a parent and a student. [That complete, the egg goes back into bucket and Gin takes a step back and leans against his desk, grinning openly now.] I've assigned you into random marital situations: single, heterosexual and homosexual because I believe everyone should suffer equally. Check the list and once you've determined your situation, come up, collect an egg, register it with me and enjoy your new bundle of joy.
And no, babies don't come from the stork.
[ooc: AAAAAND that should be everything. List can be found here! If you still haven't signed up, don't panic because you can still do so!]