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fandomhigh2010-09-21 10:11 am
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Unconventional Tactics, Tuesday, Period 2
Today, when the students gathered for their class, they'd find themselves in... an interesting Danger Shop setting, yes. Today, the indoors were made to look something like the outdoors. A sprawling pasture next to a barn, populated by large, yellow birds that looked something like a cross between a canary and an ostrich.
Meet the mighty Chocobo, kids.
"Yo, Rookies!" Reno was ever-so-comfortably leaning up against a fencepost, arms crossed over his chest. "No, the island don't have none of these guys on it, and no, this ain't an invasion you'll probably ever have to worry about. Unless you go hittin' them first, they'll either just run away, or try an' nuzzle you to death, yo. But today, we're talkin' about transportation, and I thought, shit, why not give you guys a basis for comparison?"
He grinned. It was one of those 'I am going to probably enjoy watching this more than you'll enjoy attempting it' grins.
"So, like you guys probably noticed last Friday with them fish, gettin' from point A to point B durin' an invasion can be... A bit tricky. Unless you don't mind havin' your ass chomped on the way. Bein' here on Fandom Island, with a student body as diverse as this one, fortunately we got a few options, yoto. We got teleporters, who might not mind givin' you a lift. We got flyers, who might be able to take you over an' above whatever's out there. Then there's the speedsters, who usually seem to prefer runnin' solo, but they'll get from here to there, faster'n whatever's on their tail. And, of course, you got people with horses, or motorbikes, or the ability to make shields, or just fighter-type escorts. Some of these methods involve more risk than others, yo. But if you're not bein' an idiot about it, they might get you where you need to go, and in one piece, too."
One of the birds wandered over to Reno and tried to bury its face in his armpit. He gave it a pat on the forehead that was almost affectionate if you squinted before pressing on.
"Today, we're gonna put that into practise, yo. Your mission, should you choose to accept it- An' shit, even if you don't wanna, this is my class an' I'm the boss here- Is to get from the barn to the fenceposts at the same time or before the chocobos do. Do whatever you gotta, yo. Try an' run, teleport, fly, find some way to slow them down, or try to get up on their backs an' hitch a ride. Odds are they don't throw you. Hard."
Yep. You were going to be racing against ten-foot tall yellow birds. Deal with it, class.
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Meet the mighty Chocobo, kids.
"Yo, Rookies!" Reno was ever-so-comfortably leaning up against a fencepost, arms crossed over his chest. "No, the island don't have none of these guys on it, and no, this ain't an invasion you'll probably ever have to worry about. Unless you go hittin' them first, they'll either just run away, or try an' nuzzle you to death, yo. But today, we're talkin' about transportation, and I thought, shit, why not give you guys a basis for comparison?"
He grinned. It was one of those 'I am going to probably enjoy watching this more than you'll enjoy attempting it' grins.
"So, like you guys probably noticed last Friday with them fish, gettin' from point A to point B durin' an invasion can be... A bit tricky. Unless you don't mind havin' your ass chomped on the way. Bein' here on Fandom Island, with a student body as diverse as this one, fortunately we got a few options, yoto. We got teleporters, who might not mind givin' you a lift. We got flyers, who might be able to take you over an' above whatever's out there. Then there's the speedsters, who usually seem to prefer runnin' solo, but they'll get from here to there, faster'n whatever's on their tail. And, of course, you got people with horses, or motorbikes, or the ability to make shields, or just fighter-type escorts. Some of these methods involve more risk than others, yo. But if you're not bein' an idiot about it, they might get you where you need to go, and in one piece, too."
One of the birds wandered over to Reno and tried to bury its face in his armpit. He gave it a pat on the forehead that was almost affectionate if you squinted before pressing on.
"Today, we're gonna put that into practise, yo. Your mission, should you choose to accept it- An' shit, even if you don't wanna, this is my class an' I'm the boss here- Is to get from the barn to the fenceposts at the same time or before the chocobos do. Do whatever you gotta, yo. Try an' run, teleport, fly, find some way to slow them down, or try to get up on their backs an' hitch a ride. Odds are they don't throw you. Hard."
Yep. You were going to be racing against ten-foot tall yellow birds. Deal with it, class.
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Lecture
Even while being dwarfed by large yellow birds, yes.
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Attention?
Well, yes. Attention was being paid.
To the Chocobos. Eeeeee!
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These things tended to happen to Skywalkers.
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Tara wasn't exactly paying attention; she kind of wanted to bounce. Eeeee, birds!
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WTF giant birds.
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Ooooh. Maybe they could incorporate Chocobo races with Ino's birthday...
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Excuse Kennedy while she stared, wondered if she could get a hold of some of those for Tara's birthday party, and then grinned like a crazy woman at the prospect of trying to chase one of those suckers down and ride it.
Because that would be cool beyond the telling of it.
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Hmmm, chicken.Zatanna was keeping it quiet, and actually listening to Reno. At times. Because honestly, the big yellow running birds were distracting.
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What? Lecture? Oh, right, class. She was totally paying attention, yes.
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But was it any wonder his initial reaction was to wonder if they were distant cousins of another famous giant yellow bird?
...Puck would never admit any of this, no.
Race the Chocobos!
These aren't that kind, though. These ones go about as fast as a horse at a gallop when they're not trying, but they can hit cheetah speeds if they're really, really pushing it.
That's about 40 MPH at a jog, and 70 MPH for short periods of time, before they go and tucker themselves out and walk the rest of it. (64 km/h to 113 km/h for those of you using metric, like lil' ol' me.)
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Okay, no.
She was just pretty much running and laughing a lot.
They were cute, damn it.
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Mostly!
She wasn't doing too bad for short sprints where she cheated and used utterly stupid amounts of chakra to boost her speed! She could out run Zack for a short short while that way! She wasn't doing too bad against them like that!
But, well, Ino couldn't exactly keep that up for very long at all no. But that was okay. Laughing was a far better option!
Right? Right!
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The best she could think of was holding a Chocobo in the air with Craft, but that took a lot of work and made it hard for her to run. On top of that, as soon as she put them down, they outdistanced her again.
Not that she was going to stop racing them. They were fun.
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She was having a hell of a good time, though, and she'd be at this all period if nobody stopped her.
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Okay, he did care about what they saw. So he disappeared behind the barn and came back out looking decidedly wolf shaped.
Of course, that just made it hard to get the frigging birds to want to race him. Whatever. He won.
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She had to change her strategy when a Chocobo decided that Zee needed snuggles. And while they were cute as hell, she was a bit weirded out by being poked and pushed around.
"Okay...hey! You can st-ow! Over sized chicken..." She was trying to push the animal aside, but she wasn't strong enough, and if she ran, it was most likely the bird would follow. "C'mon, go peck someone else."
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Eeeeeeee!
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OOC
I couldn't resist, guys. I'm so, so sorry.
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*facepalms*
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