The Day After Doomsday: Getting By In a Post-Apocalyptic World - Period 2

[raspberryturk]

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.]

Comments

Re: Introductions

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Dana Scully. Fifteen." And this was exactly the kind of scenario she and Mulder had been arguing about for at least the last year, since the thing with the bees. "And I'm here because... well. I'd like to think someone knows what to do in this situation." Help. Helllllp! Because the idea of the grumpy old smokers ruling the world was just not happening.

"...I'd be trying to gather survivors and information to get ready for the worst." She paused, then an impulse and honesty compelled her to add, "Probably after one last party to remember the fall of civilization."

Re: Introductions

[raspberryturk]

"I ain't really the expert, but I been there, done that, so with any luck you'll leave this workshop with a clue," Reno mused, nodding a little. "And hey, a party ain't a bad way to go, either."

Re: Introductions

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully looked up and up, and up, at the meteor perilously balanced in the sky. "This scenario is from life?" she said. It wasn't entirely a question, just a way of trying to deal with the idea. Then, she had to say, "Thank you for teaching us this, then. I can't imagine trying to communicate this to people after it happened." Well, maybe she could. If she'd had enough time to deal with the idea.

Re: Introductions

[raspberryturk]

Reno shrugged, at that.

"It's what I do," he replied dismissively. "I ain't the kinda guy who dances around the messy crap just because it was messy, yo. But I'll spare you guys the really nasty visuals of the aftermath, because I'm nice like that."

Re: Introductions

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for that too, then," Scully said, half amused and half appalled. "But there were survivors, if you're here. So..." She spread her arms. "Ready to learn." The tension around her eyes might have made this look more sincere than you'd expect.