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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!]
"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:
Re: Balance Beam / Pyramid