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fandomhigh2010-07-05 06:10 am
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2010-07-05 06:10 am
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The Day After Doomsday: Getting By In a Post-Apocalyptic World - Period 2
When students arrived for class today, they’d step into a Danger Shop scene that looked something like a freeze-frame from a bad end of the world movie. They were standing in the middle of what looked to be endless wasteland, a dark greenish haze marring the sky somewhere beyond, on the horizon. And above them in the sky, there was a giant rock, burning and casting a red tinge on the few clouds above that weren’t a sick smog green. Hanging in the sky beside that meteor, less than a quarter of the size? Was the moon.
“Yo!” Yes, this was the traditional greeting of the being known as Reno, who sauntered into the Danger Shop a full five minutes late for his own first class of the term with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face that suggested that he didn’t much give a damn what anybody thought about that fact, either. Maybe he was feeling lazy today. Maybe he just wanted to give his students a few minutes to stare up at the flaming ball of death that was looming above them.
“Welcome to the end of the world. An inescapable calamity that’ll fall down from above, wiping out all life on The Planet as we know it. And there ain’t nothin’ you can do but sit back and stare at the sky, counting down the days until it gets here. Technology won’t save you. The space program on your world is a joke, and the most powerful explosive that your world superpower could muster, that bad boy up there shrugged off like a mosquito, yo. There ain’t no hope. So!” Reno looked around at the students gathered around him, and then crossed his arms over his chest. “Introductions time, boys and girls. This is our first lesson together, an’ that’s as heavy as I’m gonna get on our first day. Name, age, what the hell you’re doin’ in a messed-up class like this one, and what you’d do with your last few weeks before rocks fall an’ everyone dies.”
Such a happy bunch of introduction questions!
“And Ino, after class, I wanna talk to you, yo. And your Rookie, too.”
[OCD is up! Syllabus and roster are here.]
“Yo!” Yes, this was the traditional greeting of the being known as Reno, who sauntered into the Danger Shop a full five minutes late for his own first class of the term with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face that suggested that he didn’t much give a damn what anybody thought about that fact, either. Maybe he was feeling lazy today. Maybe he just wanted to give his students a few minutes to stare up at the flaming ball of death that was looming above them.
“Welcome to the end of the world. An inescapable calamity that’ll fall down from above, wiping out all life on The Planet as we know it. And there ain’t nothin’ you can do but sit back and stare at the sky, counting down the days until it gets here. Technology won’t save you. The space program on your world is a joke, and the most powerful explosive that your world superpower could muster, that bad boy up there shrugged off like a mosquito, yo. There ain’t no hope. So!” Reno looked around at the students gathered around him, and then crossed his arms over his chest. “Introductions time, boys and girls. This is our first lesson together, an’ that’s as heavy as I’m gonna get on our first day. Name, age, what the hell you’re doin’ in a messed-up class like this one, and what you’d do with your last few weeks before rocks fall an’ everyone dies.”
Such a happy bunch of introduction questions!
“And Ino, after class, I wanna talk to you, yo. And your Rookie, too.”
[OCD is up! Syllabus and roster are here.]
Re: Lecture
Ino didn't know a very rather significant detail of why.
She blinked at him. "Would you like a full list of what I know? I can tell you how often he does his laundry, even." Mostly because she did it. The perks of living with someone.
And definitely not what Cloud had been asking about, but middle of class--Ino wasn't going to even begin to think of spouting off more than mentions of Edge, here.
Re: Lecture
To say an eyebrow went up was an understatement. Really, it was a miracle he didn't hurt his face with such sudden movement. It didn't last much though. Even the relationships-weirdo of Cloud could tell there was something that didn't quite fit there. "No." It was a pretty vague answer.
"And not here. Somewhere else...maybe." So far getting his head on other matters was going horribly.
Re: Lecture
Her lips twitched. "Only a maybe?" That was interesting. "I'm in room 504, if you want to try there. Or if you'd rather get it over with, I'm at the clinic today. The squirrels are good ‘bout privacy issues there."
Flower shop tomorrow, weapons store on Wednesday... Ino lived a busy life.
Re: Lecture
Cloud was in five classes, and he still felt like he had way too much free time. Maybe he needed a job...
Re: Lecture
Ino laughed. "People can come by for a visit, yeah. There's all sorts of reasons to stop by places."
Re: Lecture
"Then I'll see you there." Now...back at staring at Meteor.