Detention, The Danger Shop, 10/07/06

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Upon entering the danger shop, students were greeted with an ordinary looking room, empty except for an area in one corner that was set up with a table of breakfasty-type foods and some chairs. Once all of the students were on hand, however, the room's appearance changed, until it resembled the countryside of central Europe. Germany perhaps, or Austria.

Aziraphale smiled and nodded at each student, checking off their names from his list, and waited until everyone was assembled before beginning.

Belthazor
D'anna Biers
Billy Kessler
Maia Rutledge
Blair Sandburg
Schrodinger

"Welcome to detention. Since I've been given to understand that this is meant to be a learning experience as much as it is a punishment, I've arranged a couple of scenarios for you today. This morning, you'll each face an...enemy, of a sort, in a different setting. How you deal with the encounter, how you ultimately defeat your enemy, is entirely up to you. I expect you each to draw upon the strengths and knowledge you possess.

After lunch, you'll be working together to overcome one additional challenge. Are there any questions?"

[ooc: Anyone who needs to talk to me outside of the post can find me on AIM at "ditheringangel". Please wait for the OCD threads are up.]

[ooc#2: AFK until 3:30PM EDT. And I'm back.]

Comments

Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Tag in here to be assigned your first encounter. Each person will receive a different scenario.

Re: Morning Activity

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Facing an enemy didn't sound particulary exciting, but Blair was ready. Or rather Blair was propping his notebook on his cast and writing it until it was time to be ready.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale walked over to Blair. "If you're ready to begin, Mr Sandburg, kindly step over here, er...by these rocks. Your scenario will begin in a moment."

Re: Morning Activity

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded and walked over to the rocks. There was only a little bit of nervous bouncing going on.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The room shifted until Blair was standing in a city square near a fountain. At first it was quiet, and then soft music could be heard, and a strange voice singing. When Blair turned to look, he saw a huge red gray fruit wearing a Zorro mask.



It grinned, then began to waddle toward Blair, singing.

Let's start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with - A - B - C
When you sing you begin with DO - RE - MI

Re: Morning Activity

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

The singing was funny enough but when Blair caught sight of the thing in the mask he pretty much collasped on the floor giggling. "Awesome, man. Totally awesome."

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The laughing didn't seem to make the giant tomato very happy. It stopped walking for a moment, the grin turning into a scowl, and then started a sort of lurching run in Blair's direction.

Still singing, of course.

DO - a deer, a female deer
RE - a drop of golden sun
MI - a name, I call myself
FA - a long long way to run
SO - a needle pulling thread

Re: Morning Activity

[demonbelthazor]

Bel hoped his encounter involved beating the crap out of someone. Who looked like Logan.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale walked over to Bel. "Belthazor, if you're ready, please step over here by this...clump of bushes, and your scenario will begin in a moment."

Re: Morning Activity

[demonbelthazor]

Bel eyed the bushes, but did as he was told and waited.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The room shifted until Bel was standing in what appeared to be the courtyard of a cathedral. The jaunty sounds of music could be heard, and as he looked around he could see a large red gray tomato, carrying a machine gun.



The tomato pointed the gun at Bel, and sang.

She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee; her dress has got a tear
She waltzes on her way to mass and whistles on the stairs
And underneath her wimple she has curlers in her hair
I've even heard her singing in the abbey.

Re: Morning Activity

[demonbelthazor]

"Oh, what the fuck?" Bel muttered, summoning a fireball.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The huge tomato momentarily interrupted its singing with a maniacal laugh, and then began firing the gun in Bel's direction. Bullets sprayed across the courtyard.

She's always late for chapel
But her penitence is real
She's always late for everything!
Except for every meal
I hate to have to say it, but I very firmly feel
Maria's not an asset to the abbey

Re: Morning Activity

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schrodinger walked over, stretching his arms over his head. "So what's up?"

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale indicated a place by a little patch of flowers, away from the rest of the group. "If you'll just step over there, your scenario will begin momentarily."

Re: Morning Activity

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schrodinger nodded and walked over to the little patch of flowers, looking around.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The room shifted until Schrodinger was standing in an open meadow, surrounded by mountains. The soft lilting strains of music could be heard in the background. From its hiding place near some rocks, a large red gray fruit appeared, carrying a sword.



It pointed the sword toward Schrodinger in an obvious challenge, singing.

The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears

Re: Morning Activity

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schrodinger blinke. "Actually, the hills are dead. Undead. With the song of 'Thriller'."

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The tomato didn't seem to agree with Schrodinger's opinion on the hills. It engaged in a little fancy slashing motion with the sword, and then lunged toward him. As much as a tomato can lunge, that is.

And of course it was still singing.

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
that rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
from a church on a breeze

Re: Morning Activity

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy stood waiting, wondering what sort of enemy he'd be given.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The room shifted until Billy was standing in a field of white flowers. From all around came the soft sounds of music. As it played, a pair of giant tomatoes rose from the grass.



Flattening the flowers as they rolled toward Billy, they sang.

High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Re: Morning Activity

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

*blink*

"Okay. How are they singing without mouths?"

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The tomatoes didn't seem to care that they didn't have mouths. Nor did they care that their lack of mouths was confusing to Billy. They just kept singing, and rolling toward him, gathering speed as they went.

Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Lusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Re: Morning Activity

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy stepped out of their way. Maybe they couldn't steer.

Re: Morning Activity

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

They could steer, just not that sharply at that speed. They overshot, whizzing just past Billy, then wobbled to a halt. Spinning, they wobbled a bit in place, and then once again began rolling.

This time, spaced out a bit, so that Billy would have to really leap to be able to dodge them.

A prince on the bridge of a castle moat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Men on a road with a load to tote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo