Brockhall High

[Jukka the Sling]

So, this is a high school, just like the other (elementary) school.  (Keep it clean and be as random and stereotypical as possible.)

Hello, class!  I am your social studies teacher, Ms. Sling.  Now, who can tell me what "social studies" means?

[Maudie]

* Mask walks around carrying a large stack of books.

[Hickory]

Social Studies is class meant to teach students about the various branches of human society.

Now, seeing that the other school hardly fits my needs, I will transfer here.

Teacher, throughout the course of my forays into the science of black holes, and the research I've been collecting to make the ensuing project on the same topic, I've encountered Hawking radiation. Any properly educated individual (unlike you, Ms. Nodrey) will know that the Hawking variant is a type of electromagnetic radiation that, as aforementioned, is found around the singularities known as black holes. Unfortunately, and to the dismay of my billions of cells, I was not wearing the proper lead-lined protective gear when I first came into contact with the radiation. After following the procedure to purge my body of a much radiation as possible, I donned the cleanroom suit to close the source of the radiation and generally cleanse the surrounding area of dangerous material, to prevent further casualties. I am afraid that I still have traces of the material on me and I could possibly be contaminating the school, a public building, as we speak. My facilities were damaged in a previous experiment (of which the details I cannot disclose) and I am unable to fully treat the contamination at home. Thus, I request to see the school nurse, because if she actually has the degree of medical knowledge to treat a full school of students, then she should be more than able to decontaminate my irradiated body.

[Groddil]

I know that it consists of history and geography (at least here).

[Delthion]

*Walks up to Mask.* Can I carry your books for you?

[Maudie]

*Bites lip.*

Uh, sure. If you want to.

*Hands books to Del.*

[Groddil]

* Groddil chews gum at the back of the classroom.

[Jukka the Sling]

*laughs*  Well, that used to be the definition of social studies.  Here at The High School we are a very progressive bunch.  Social studies now consists of studying everyone's social lives!

@Sagetip:  Well, certainly, go see the nurse.  We are all very understanding here of anything the students may be going through.  But my name is Ms. Sling, not Ms. Nodrey.

[Russa Nodrey]

*Bites lip.*

Uh, sure. If you want to.

*Hands books to Del.*

How romantic!

* Russa Nodrey pushes lots of books and stuff into my locker and tries to close it

[Hickory]

Oh, now I'm sure that's not a good idea. Here' I've been testing a prototype for a carry robot that can lift hundreds of pounds. It's much more quiet than the average adolescent boy.

Thank you, Teacher, apologies for the mistake. You look so much like my previous teacher. *leaves to go to the nurse*

[Delthion]

*Collapses under the large stack of books. Staggers, carries the books with great difficulties.*

[Groddil]

* Groddil turns into Groddil VV.

* Groddil VV frowns. It takes a notepad and pen from its back pocket.

* Groddil VV draws a robotic book-carrier on the paper.

* Groddil VV's robotic book-carrier goes to help Del and Masl.

* Groddil VV changes back into Groddil.

[Maudie]

Oh, are you alright? Maybe you don't have enough books!

* Mask adds more books to Del's pile.

[Jukka the Sling]

What was that all about, uh... *consults list* ...Groddil?

[Russa Nodrey]

* Russa Nodrey drops a banana peel in front of Del