Times are in SLT.

Computer Science W/ Professor Danzig, Phyton basics with Renpy 3

Name: Computer Science W/ Professor Danzig, Phyton basics with Renpy 3
Start: 2026-06-24T10:30:00-07:00
End: 2026-06-24T11:30:00-07:00
Location: Columtreal University

June 24 @ 10:30 am - 11:30 am

Weare seeying Defaults, Statments and changing variables

Details

Date: June 24
Time:
10:30 am - 11:30 am
Event Category: Columtreal
Event Tags:Columtreal

Venue

Columtreal University

June 17, 2026

Word on the street... Yesterday in Hathian, the streets whispered of shadows stretching longer than the dusk. A brutal showdown erupted at the burger joint, blades flashing in daylight, leaving one caught and cuffed without a fuss. Elsewhere, three rookie officers vanished without a trace after a chaotic pawn shop raid — their gear abandoned, their fate a riddle scribbled in blood and silence. The fire station became a grisly stage as a beaten cop was dumped like trash, wrapped in pain and shadows, a white van the only suspect. And down at the basketball court, a wild arrest spiraled into chaos—gags made from torn shirts, drugs found in pockets, and a pair of sisters fleeing into the haze. Hathian’s underbelly is breathing heavy tonight.

June 17, 2026

Whispers in the bayou... ░▒░ They say down at the docks, a shadow in black caught the pale woman before she hit the floor—cold fingers stripping her of weapons and whispers, binding her tight to the bed’s sweat-stained sheets. She wasn’t quiet then, but she’s quieter now. ░▒ ▒░ And that wasn’t the only chill riding the fog; whispers drift from the Serpent’s Den, where the turf war’s more than bruises—it’s a ritual dance bleeding into the night, thick with smoke and the slow drip of power shifting unseen beneath the bayou’s rust. ░▒ ░▒░ The man in the white suit caught that silence, his eyes sharp, lips sealed tight. What’s he waiting for—retribution or a crack in the Ledger? Only the night knows. ░▒ ✨ https://news.backwaters.sl

June 17, 2026

Rumors on campus... In the damp shadows of Columtreal’s mossy halls, yesterday unfolded like a half-whispered secret. The usual hum of ambition was punctured by rumors of a silent, tense showdown within the cheer squad—something more than tryouts, a fracture beneath the polished smiles. Meanwhile, whispers crawled out from the dispensary’s dim corners; a mysterious new strain rumored to unlock memories best left buried, drawing more than just casual users. And in the twilight of Witch Way Alley, murmurs of an unauthorized ritual sparked unease—an ancient power stirring beneath the cracked sidewalks, threatening to pull the campus’s fragile order into something darker. The asylum’s walls held their breath.

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