Among all the other lovely notices of new classes opening up,
Professor Selene splattered her own version of what she thought was an eye catching, and yet still appropriate advertisement and sign-up sheet for her class. She put the sheet up everywhere she thought a student might look -
the bulletin boards, the doors of each dorm building, every one of the club room doors, and all of the insides of the bathroom stalls.
Of course, this made it harder to collect the sign up sheets when the time came.
Selene had not thought that far ahead.
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Despite the amount of exclamation marks she'd drawn up after the phrase 'don't be late', Professor Selene was, in fact, late to her own class.
She had woken up at the break of dusk, just to prepare herself. Hours upon hours were spent toiling over her notes and slides and everything she was bringing to the class. She even rehearsed out loud, to see if her voice could carry over a large room (it couldn't.) But in the end, when she gathered all of her things and moved them to the classroom, she realized quickly that she had no attendance list. The attendance list was to be collected from the sign up sheets, and the sign up sheets were scattered all around the campus. All around the campus.
So Professor Selene left all of her supplies on the desk, left the classroom open for people to file in, and began to run around the entire campus like a chicken with her head cut off, collecting each and every sign up sheet she had put up.
So when students began to file into her class, she was nowhere to be found.
She had woken up at the break of dusk, just to prepare herself. Hours upon hours were spent toiling over her notes and slides and everything she was bringing to the class. She even rehearsed out loud, to see if her voice could carry over a large room (it couldn't.) But in the end, when she gathered all of her things and moved them to the classroom, she realized quickly that she had no attendance list. The attendance list was to be collected from the sign up sheets, and the sign up sheets were scattered all around the campus. All around the campus.
So Professor Selene left all of her supplies on the desk, left the classroom open for people to file in, and began to run around the entire campus like a chicken with her head cut off, collecting each and every sign up sheet she had put up.
So when students began to file into her class, she was nowhere to be found.
The OOC
Welcome to Professor Selene's very first class, The Classification and Utilization of Fear!!! Part 1!! That means there's other parts!! Hurray!!!!!!!
PLEASE READ THIS OOC SO YOU KNOW HOW TO PLAY!
-Class is now open for roleplay, whether you signed up or not!
-If you failed to sign up in time, you may still join the class at any time, but you will not be on the roster, which means Professor Selene will not call your name when she takes attendance. What does that mean for you, RP wise? Absolutely nothing. Barge in on the class, if that's what you want to do! Disruptions are welcome.
-Let me repeat that.
-Disruptions are welcome.
-You can bring any students, horsemen, or hunters in golems (lol i herd u gais r grounded). There is no limit other than what you think you can handle.
-This class will be in lecture format, which means every day Professor Selene will rattle off some facts about Fear that you should probably write down if you're a student who actually wants to learn. If not?
Take an 800 word long nap, you still get credit.