Intro to Fandom, Monday 9/5, First Period
Monday, September 5th, 2022 08:47 amThe students had been instructed to meet in the preserve today where they would find their instructors waiting for them. Thankfully without their mountains of baggage this time. Or hopefully, anyway. If you showed up to the preserve lugging some around this time, there would be questions.
Instead, for now, there were cameras.
"Morning, everyone!" You were allowed to be annoyed by how chipper Summer was right now; believe her, she would be annoyed with her, too. "Looks like the island decided to do a whole thing for the week where it just cycles through a bunch of things every day, but I think we're finally in the clear? I haven't seen anything more than the usual weirdness so far, but I guess it's still early, so who knows?"
“Why would you say that out loud?” Stark asked, giving Summer his best side-eye. “What if the island hears you?” Yes, that was definitely something brand-new residents needed to worry about.
And Summer was meeting that side-eye with one of her own, one that turned, almost expertly, into an eye-roll. "Then we'll get whatever nonsense it is out of the way and done and over with." She leveled a look at the students. "It doesn't really work like that, by the way. If it really worked like that, we'd be up to our elbows in weird shit the way I throw things out there into the ether. But, to the point, today, we're going to be throwing you guys out there! Into the wilderness!" A gesture toward the preserve surrounding them. "To acclimate yourselves with Fandom's own unique flora and fauna."
Stark was not convinced it didn’t work like that at least some of the time but there wasn’t really any proof. “There are things here that aren’t found other places. Or at least aren’t found many other places. You know about the squirrels by now and those are all over this planet but ours are special.” That was one word for it, right? “And they’re just the very beginning.”
"What we have for you here," said Summer, lifting up a small booklet, "is a sort of field guide, to some of the island's better known wildlife, from the mundane to the more unusual. And we also have some cameras," she lifted up one such camera in her other hand, "for you to go and seek them out and take some pictures of them today."
“I recommend avoiding the raccoons,” Stark told them. That wasn’t ominous at all. “At all times. At least be careful when you go.”
"Avoiding the gremlins is not a bad choice, either," Summer added. "The field guides'll help. If you like, feel free to partner up or go all together as one group, and see how many of the animals on the list you can get shots of, and we'll try to convene back here inconveniently vague amount of time and share what we found. Definitely ask questions if you've got them, but, if not? We'll let you all go out and get to know our fair island just a little bit better."
Instead, for now, there were cameras.
"Morning, everyone!" You were allowed to be annoyed by how chipper Summer was right now; believe her, she would be annoyed with her, too. "Looks like the island decided to do a whole thing for the week where it just cycles through a bunch of things every day, but I think we're finally in the clear? I haven't seen anything more than the usual weirdness so far, but I guess it's still early, so who knows?"
“Why would you say that out loud?” Stark asked, giving Summer his best side-eye. “What if the island hears you?” Yes, that was definitely something brand-new residents needed to worry about.
And Summer was meeting that side-eye with one of her own, one that turned, almost expertly, into an eye-roll. "Then we'll get whatever nonsense it is out of the way and done and over with." She leveled a look at the students. "It doesn't really work like that, by the way. If it really worked like that, we'd be up to our elbows in weird shit the way I throw things out there into the ether. But, to the point, today, we're going to be throwing you guys out there! Into the wilderness!" A gesture toward the preserve surrounding them. "To acclimate yourselves with Fandom's own unique flora and fauna."
Stark was not convinced it didn’t work like that at least some of the time but there wasn’t really any proof. “There are things here that aren’t found other places. Or at least aren’t found many other places. You know about the squirrels by now and those are all over this planet but ours are special.” That was one word for it, right? “And they’re just the very beginning.”
"What we have for you here," said Summer, lifting up a small booklet, "is a sort of field guide, to some of the island's better known wildlife, from the mundane to the more unusual. And we also have some cameras," she lifted up one such camera in her other hand, "for you to go and seek them out and take some pictures of them today."
“I recommend avoiding the raccoons,” Stark told them. That wasn’t ominous at all. “At all times. At least be careful when you go.”
"Avoiding the gremlins is not a bad choice, either," Summer added. "The field guides'll help. If you like, feel free to partner up or go all together as one group, and see how many of the animals on the list you can get shots of, and we'll try to convene back here in