fandomhigh | How to Be a Comic Book Superhero, Week 2 [Monday, in front of the Kwik Stop]

Punctuality was not a concept found in Jay's limited mental capacity. Making an entrance, however, was definitely up there.

"Check it, mothafuckers!"

Jay exploded onto the scene, boombox unceremoniously dumped on the small table sitting beside a propped-up white board. He moonwalked back and forth in front of them for a moment before grabbing his crotch in the general direction of, well, everything vaguely female. "Fuck, I got some fine little school girl pussy for me today - and you dude. I am Jay and you lucky little bitches get to learn the fine art of fucking like -"

Silent Bob popped up behind him, peeling duct tape off the sleeve of his jacket and giving him a reproving, sad look, spreading his hands as if to ask what he thought he was doing. Sulking, Jay shoved his hands in his pockets and slouched. "Fuck, fatass, ruin all my fucking fun."

Bob tilted his head towards the students. Jay scowled. "Fine. I'm Jay and this morose motherfucker is my black manservant, Silent Bob. He's the actual teacher 'cause apparently I'm not supposed to be left alone with minors. Fucking parole."

Silent Bob rolled his eyes and started writing on the board while Jay hopped up on the table beside the boombox, swinging his legs and never shutting up. "Don't know why this fatass gets to do all the teaching." Bob wrote 'introductions' and waved at the students. Jay sneered. "Like I fucking need to know their names when those tight little bitches -"

Bob glared. Jay sighed. "Shit. Name, age, fucking bra size, don't care."

Bob drew a familiar logo that looked like a bat.

"And whatever gay-ass names you fuckers picked for yourself last week."

Introductions finished, Bob erased the board and wrote 'POWERS'. Then he wrote 'UNLAME'.

"Powers? Fuck, Lunchbox, if I had a superpower I'd have, like, the power to make hot chicks' clothes disappear like fucking that." He wiggled his fingers. Bob rolled his eyes and added 'LIKE THAT'.

[[Back from vaycay, Deadpool-mun wins all, will be around to play after about 6EST. And . . . I'm sorry about Jay. I just . . . I'm sorry.]]

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With superheroic monikers, please.

Of powers. Changing one's superhero persona totally acceptable. Bob won't be doing much discussing.

Bob wrote on the board. 'Rule #2: If you don't have any super powers of your own, make up for it with big and shiny weaponry'. Then he reached into his trenchcoat and pulled out something that was so going to get Kevin Smith's ass sued by George Lucas (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/rostand/Fandom%20High/bongsaber.jpg).

Jay hit the boombox. 'Eye of the Tiger'.

"Let's throw this shit down!"

[[Go nuts, get high, don't hurt each other. Luke, please keep both hands.]]

Or, y'know, introduce yourself as a TA . . . (who will have her own thread next week, I promise)

I . . . need a hot shower.

The Artist

Agent Orange

"You mean, what we can do?" Rikku shrugged. "Let's see. I can blow things up, and mix 'em up for better explosives, and I'm a really good thief, and I know a couple of magic spells but not anything badass. I kinda just picked up things from everybody else as we went along, you know?"

"My work has the ability to stop villains in their tracks and suddenly make them want to be art critics," A.J. grinned. "Which means they suddenly becomes pretensious to the point where they're completely worthless and, thus! Crime averted, thanks to...the Artist!"

That was his story and he was sticking to it, man.

Morpherboy

"I can turn into any animal and crack a joke in any situation."

Jenny Sparks

"I control electricity," Jenny said, "And I haven't managed to kill myself via alcohol yet."

Hulking

The name totally made sense. If you knew anything about his home.

Yeah, he doubted crazy stoner guy did.

"Um... super strength and shapeshifting?"

Now I have Jungle Love stuck in my head. I blame you.

"I can create fire," Liz said

Sparky

The Kid

"I'm a Jedi like my father," Luke said, frowning down at his broken arm. "So...the Kid. I have faster reflexes, telekinetic and telepathic abilities and got beat up by a giant dinosaur. Dammit."

Luke stared. "Where did you get that?!"

Rikku stared. "A dinosaur!?"

That was it. She was never leaving Fandom again.

Rikku picked one up, sniffing at it curiously. "Why does it smell kinda funny?"

"A dinosaur," Luke said, with a pout. "There were a lot of them, too. I did fine the first day, but the second one...turns out Jedi can't fly."

Rikku was also pouting. "You know, the last time I left? That's when the school blows up. Why do I miss everything cool around here?"

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