Last minute exam preperation

OOC: I'm currently collecting theories about Harris's (ahem) condition. If I
have enough by Monday I'm gonna stick the lot of them in a survey. Send them
to either me, or the group. Just to show how kind I am I'll let Harris
remove any of the one's he really doesn't like. Any theories involving bra
jokes will be disqualified for horrific unoriginality.
I apologise in advance to all the people who get this twice.
IC:
Johnson finally made his way back to his quarters, he went in, locked the
door, barricaded it with some of Doom's holy artefacts and sat resting on
the bed.
Suddenly the door burst open, and a figure burst in. It looked a little like
Doom, except younger, and with Blue Hair.
"Help me FOUL INFIDEL OF SATAN! I'm turning into the MESSENGER OF UNHOLY
DREAD, DELIVERING A WARNING OF THE FINAL Doom!" the figure said, "and I have
AN DIVINE TASK SENT TO ME BY THE GODS an Exam in..." he checked his watch
"Ten minutes! Oh fOUL DELIVERANCE!"
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Efof stopped the Starbug.
"Well that was fantastic, especially the way avoided the Space Octupi," the
instructor was saying.
Efof nodded and stepped out of the starbug, watching as people began chewing
at a giant chocolate where the other starbug should be.
"I hope Kayn's all right," Efof shrugged, he realised where the chocolate
had come from, "Oh no, he must have done badly. Killing the instructor and
turning the ship into a Hazelnut Whirl has gotta fail him. Good job actual
skill only makes up 1% of the final grade. He'd better do well in the
written test."
Efof walked past, suddenly he realised he had a craving for chocolate,
chocolate and pepperoni...
"Maybe I'll just have a little bit before the exam," he thought, suddenly he
stopped "Oh deus, I'm gonna be sick!" he gasped and ran into the nearest
toilet.
It was the twenty foot tall one where the custom's office used to be...
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