fandomhigh | Detention, February 3

When the students entered the Danger Shop, The Tick stood before them. It looked normal, but had a frankly ridiculous amount of cleaning supplies stacked all around. Also there was a large troll who was jazzhanding to a broom, trying to get it excited for cleaning. There was a sign up sheet up front.

John Crichton
Eric Weiss
Turtle Wexler
Matilda Wormwood

"Hello, students! I am The Tick and I will be administering your detention today! In preparation for next week's School Board visit, Fosse, our janitor, will be needing some help in making the school look as nice as possible! That's where you come in. You are about to join an exclusive club! A club whose members volunteer themselves with misdeeds in times of need!"

"Today, you four will make up the newest version of the Fandom High School Beautification Committee! Come over here, sign in, collect your blue jumpsuit from Fosse, and let's get to it!"

[OOC: This version of the Beautification Committee is a one day thing, don't worry. You'll have different threads for different areas around the school. In a blatant reversal of normal detention rules, you can wander into posts set in those places during that time of day. Obviously, room posts that aren't expressly open should have permission before jumping in there, but otherwise have fun. If you could drop some links into the appropriate threads, or if you would just rather play in those threads, that's totally cool. Fosse is moddable, unless you want somebody to take the

fh_extras reigns.

I'll be on and off until evening, so feel free to do your own things. Just try not to contradict yourselves and have fun! :)

~~Wait for OCD.~~ You're good to go!]

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"The school is the most important area to clean by far, so we'll start there! The classrooms are open for cleaning, but the offices will be locked unless a teacher opens it up for you. This will probably take you most of the morning, then we'll have an early lunch back here!"

"Oh, and stay away from Locker 327! It may consider cleaning to be a taunt and I don't want to lose any students here!"

[OOC: Some minor OCD here.]

Clean the hallways! But beware, there are some strange happenings. The hallways are the battlegrounds for a war today. A war between tiny Roman wax figures and tiny cowboy wax figures. You don't want to get between them. Those are tiny wax weapons they're holding.

John started to clean the hallways.

He was minding his own business in a corner when something pricked him in the back of the heel. He looked down to see a tiny cowboy swinging his six shooter at him and stomping his boots.

"Get away," John said. "I'm cleaning."

The cowboy didn't speak but shot another round of wax bullets at John.

"Ow! Dammit, stop!"

The cowboy didn't listen, choosing instead to make a beeline for John's leg, heading up into his pants.

This was not good.

"Ow. Ow. Ow." Tiny wax bullets made micro-perforations in Weiss's trouser leg. "Stopit, stopit, stopit." The Romans chucked spears, which stuck well for being so weetiny. Frustrated, Weiss swung his mop and took out the entire 6th Legion. This pissed off Legions 1-5 and 7 through 29. They formed into a well-ordered swarm and headed straight for Weiss, brandishing weapons and cowboys forgotten.

The Tick has set up a barrier around it so that nobody can approach it.

You can taunt it from afar, though. That'll work out for you in the long run.

John looked quietly at the mythical locker. The locker looked back. It was quite the staring contest.

"Dude. That locker's totally creepy," Weiss said, interrupting John's locker ~~UST~~ standoff.

"Think it's mocking us?"

"I'd say 'it's just a locker,' but around here that's kind of naive. So, I'm gonna go with yes," Weiss said. "Wanna spray it with Windex and then not wipe it down?"

John looked around. "Yeah, let's do it."

Weiss grabbed up the Windex and twisted open the cap for full spray functionality. He brandished the bottle like he was James Bund. "Ready to fire."

John grabbed a Windex bottle, set it to spray and aimed at the locker. "Locked and loaded."

"Fire!" Weiss said, launching his opening salvo of blue liquid.

John followed suit, launching Windex at the shiny, metal locker.

Clean some classrooms! Be generic, be specific, what have you.

Turtle pouted profusely as she started to clean the classroom windows. "Doesn't this violate some sort of child labor laws?"

Ah, child labor laws. Helpful only when you want to get out of something, completely ingorable when you actually want to get a job and be partner somewhere.

John trudged into a classroom, picked up some erasers and started gleefully pounding them together.

Weiss cleaned the Film & Lit classroom. He was the TA, he should make it shiny. Shine little classroom, shine!

In case anyone has an open office today.

Detention, February 3

Activity 1: The School

Activity 1: The Hallways

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Activity 1: Locker 327

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Activity 1: The Classrooms

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Activity 1: The Offices