being a GM is really fun because sometimes you can make your players go through some really traumatic Evangelion bullshit, but other times you can force them to go bowling for no reason
Na een jaar voorbereiding wordt woensdagavond 20 september om 20.00 uur in de Pletterij de nieuwe online culturele agenda van Haarlem, cultuur023.nl, gelanceerd. Deze website is dé vindplaats voor alle professionele culturele voorstellingen en activiteiten in Haarlem die plaats vinden bij de middelgrote en kleinere podia, culturele instellingen en onafhankelijke makers. De gemeente Haarlem heeft ruimhartig bijgedragen om op deze wijze de zichtbaarheid en vindbaarheid te stimuleren van het brede culturele aanbod dat met name ook buiten het centrum plaatsvindt. Woensdag wordt de website feestelijk gelanceerd door cultuurwethouder Diana van Loenen. Daarna worden makers, podia, instellingen en media o.l.v. Marceline Schopman op een interactieve manier uitgedaagd om na te denken hoe we cultuur in Haarlem nog verder kunnen vergroten. Manifestatie cultuur 023, spotlicht op… Haarlem Noord! Deze avond is tevens de start van de manifestatie die vier weken lang de programma’s in aansluitend de stadsdelen noord, zuid-west, oost en Schalkwijk en centrum onder de loep neemt. Van donderdag 21 september- donderdag 28 september wordt Haarlem Noord uitgelicht. Zo zijn er in deze week 15 programma’s te bezoeken in het Verhalenhuis, de Cultuurtuin, de Haarlem Blues Club, Circus Hakim, Studio MAPA, het Veerkwartier en Nieuwe Vide Artspace . Voor meer informatie over deze voorstellingen bezoek de website en neem een kijkje op https://cultuur023.nl/. Cultuur 023 is een initiatief van 37PK, Verhalenhuis, Theatergroep LAVA, Jansstraat 33, Pletterij, Stichting Kapsalon.
Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.
If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.
Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.
In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.
On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.
Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.
It’s plastic. It’s fake.
Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.
Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”
[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]
Made a sequel to this! Noelle didn't have the energy to do a not-so-secret Santa this year around, so Susie jingles her way through the lockers instead of chimneys 🎄
Mr. Lancer is the brother of Lex Luthor. He never really had an eye for business, or invention, or innovation. He just wanted to be a teacher, spread the good word on literature. Which is the whole reason he had changed his name and moved to the middle of nowhere.
He does not appreciate his brother delivering a package in his door. Not delivering it personally, not even sending a physical person to do a drop off. Just a measly note.
'hold onto this for me - L.L.'
What has Lex ever done for him? Nothing, that's what. So Mr. Lancer does the sensible thing. He opens the box to investigate to find - hardened ectoplasm?
Mr. Lancer knows about Danny and co. Au where Kryptonite is just hardened Ecto and is basically rock candy. Lex sends his brother a shit ton of kryptonite for safe keeping thinking 'he lives in the middle of nowhere what's he gonna do with it?' he feeds it to Danny :)