http://nofatjokes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nofatjokes.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2009-08-21 06:53 am
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Physical Fitness Made Easy, Period 2 [8/21] Final!

Today's class had been moved from the gym to the Danger Shop. Because Fred had plans. He stood in front of the assembled class, the rest of the room shrouded in darkness.

"We're ending the way we started," he said, chuckling. "With an obstacle course. Except this one... it's special."

The lights went up, revealing a huge obstacle course... a replica of The Eliminator from American Gladiators.

"I fully expect most of you to wuss out. But this ain't a race. Don't hurt your idiot selves by goin' too fast. Just work hard, and that'll be enough for me. The course goes as follows. Eight foot wall, with ropes if you need 'em. Then you get to dive into the water, and swim under the big fiery crap. Twenty feet, that's all. Then you climb up the cargo net, and grab hold of one of the weird giant thread spindle things and spin down to the next part. Which is a hand bike across a chasm filled with pirahnas!"

He laughed.

"Just kiddin'. Actually just soft foam, cause that shit requires a lot of arm strength. Then you get to run across a balance beam, climb up that padded pyramid thing, then grab a zipline down to the final obstacle. That's runnin' up an inclined treadmill going the opposite direction you want to."

He chuckled again.

"Then you just gotta stumble over to the finish line. So, who wants to go first?" He had safety headgear and mouthguards for everyone, and started passing them out. "Anyone?"

[ooc: OCD first, pretty please. Ready to Go!]

Re: Sign In.

[personal profile] longislandiceme - 2009-08-21 14:25 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Listen to the Instructions.

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal was not slacking off but he was glancing at that course and sizing it up in his head while he listened.

Re: Listen to the Instructions.

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
The fact that Dukes said he expected wussing out made Valentine want to steel herself against it, but the truth of the matter was that she was a cerebral being, not a physical one. As a result, she was less than excited and the Demosthenes in her head was composing a thesis on why physical education was detrimental to the teenaged soul.

The fact that Demosthenes was concerning himself with teenagers was just a sad, sad reflection on how far he'd been sliding.

Re: Listen to the Instructions.

[identity profile] awalkingfelony.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Omigod. Omigod. Omigod."

Yeah, Elle was totally unsure about that course.

Re: Listen to the Instructions.

[identity profile] findingelena.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Elena was going to make sure her hair was secured tightly, in its ponytail, and do some stretches. She was out of practice, and probably a bit rusty. This course looked like a bitch.

Best. Class. Ever.

Re: Eight Foot Wall

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 12:29 pm (UTC)(link)
This was easy enough. His arms looked like they did for a reason, after all. So, he got a running jump at the wall, grabbing the joke as he did and pulling himself up and over with ease.

One down, a lot to go.

Re: Hang Out After You're Done, Til the Period is Over

[identity profile] awalkingfelony.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Stupid insane course.

Elle was still trying to catch her breath and she couldn't lift a finger if someone asked her to.

Re: Hang Out After You're Done, Til the Period is Over

[identity profile] findingelena.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Elena was walking around, trying to get her breath back. Slightly giddy, from the endorphins. Very, very sore.

Re: Talk to the TA

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2009-08-21 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal would miss Professor Dukes too. And he was so much better looking than Professor Deadpool!