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fandomhigh2010-03-09 12:16 am
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Outdoor Fitness and Strategy [Monday, Period One]
The class would have received an email before the period started telling them to meet Bond at the Danger Shop, which he stood in front of, wearing a pair of very dark glasses, waiting for the class to arrive.
"Class," he greeted them. "Due to the stressful weekend, we're going to have an easy class. I've loaded the Danger Shop up with a simple simulation for you to work though today."
"Also, if Sam Winchester would please stay back after class, I'd like to have a word."
Within the Danger Shop a strange and wondrous vista greeted the students. A broken landscape of islands covered in purple grass hung in the air and over water. Fairies fluttered though the air and a herd of gleaming unicorns with rainbow manes and tails raced towards the class. As they neared, the class would have been able to see that the unicorns were gleaming because they were made of polished metal.
And all to a background of early nineties synth-pop.
The robot unicorn herd slowed to a halt in front of the class, stamping their hooves majestically. Clearly, they expected to be ridden.
The last few days were probably looking a bit more normal all of a sudden.
[ooc:wait for ocd up. Warning - link is LOUD.]
[Class Roster|Class Rules|Previous Classes]
"Class," he greeted them. "Due to the stressful weekend, we're going to have an easy class. I've loaded the Danger Shop up with a simple simulation for you to work though today."
"Also, if Sam Winchester would please stay back after class, I'd like to have a word."
Within the Danger Shop a strange and wondrous vista greeted the students. A broken landscape of islands covered in purple grass hung in the air and over water. Fairies fluttered though the air and a herd of gleaming unicorns with rainbow manes and tails raced towards the class. As they neared, the class would have been able to see that the unicorns were gleaming because they were made of polished metal.
And all to a background of early nineties synth-pop.
The robot unicorn herd slowed to a halt in front of the class, stamping their hooves majestically. Clearly, they expected to be ridden.
The last few days were probably looking a bit more normal all of a sudden.
[ooc:
[Class Roster|Class Rules|Previous Classes]

Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
React to the Vista - OFS [Week 9]
Or has it?
Riiiiiiiiiiide the Unicorn! - OFS [Week 9]
You're going to be very grateful for the safety protocols before the end of class.
Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Talk to the TAs - OFS [Week 9]
OOC - OFS [Week 9]
Re: OOC - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to the TAs - OFS [Week 9]
Vales. Volcanoes. Ventricular fibrillation.
Re: OOC - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: React to the Vista - OFS [Week 9]
It was...acidic.
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to the TAs - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: React to the Vista - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
"You wanted to see me, sir?" he said politely.
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: React to the Vista - OFS [Week 9]
"Homie, this class is WHACK!" he breathed.
Of course, it wasn't more than a few minutes before he started boogieing in place and singing along.
Re: Riiiiiiiiiiide the Unicorn! - OFS [Week 9]
Fortunately, a little bamf-fu nicely fixed both problems, which meant that Kurt got more time than everyone else to enjoy the wind whipping through his hair as he rode the robotic unicorn.
...ROBOTIC UNICORN!!! Seriously, how was that not TOTALLY AWESOME?!?!?!
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: React to the Vista - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Riiiiiiiiiiide the Unicorn! - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Talk to Bond - OFS [Week 9]
Re: Sign In - OFS [Week 9]
Re: React to the Vista - OFS [Week 9]