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Dealing With Idiots | Friday | Period 4 (Session 9)
Communications had been handwavily sent, but just in case they were missed, there was also a note on the door of the usual classroom, directing the students to meet in town at the Mystery Sign Theatre today.
Outside the building, the marquee read: Now Showing: The Petey Sci-Fi Talky Picture
In the lobby outside the auditorium proper, boxes of various supplies were laid out: newspapers, water pistols, party hats, noisemakers, dry rice, toast (someone should have mentioned that it was supposed to be unbuttered, because it...wasn't), small flashlights, rubber gloves, playing cards, bags of confetti, and tiny, incredibly cheap bells (you'd honestly be better off jangling your keys).
Inside the auditorium, there were... a lot of empty seats, and Baldrick at the back in an usher's uniform, not because he had the first clue how to be one, but because it was that or let him dress up in a corset and fishnets, and Edmund wanted to be able to keep his lunch down today. Also, because the usher's uniform was more appropriate for cleaning up afterward.
Edmund stood outside the doors to greet the students as they entered, and hand out an audience participation script. "Don't feel obliged to constrain yourselves to this in your commentary; in fact, there'll be extra credit for saying something cleverer than the thirty-five years of dimwits who came before you managed to come up with." No, there wouldn't.
[Open! Technically only for the DWI students, but if anyone else wants to wander in and watch, feel free.]
Outside the building, the marquee read: Now Showing: The Petey Sci-Fi Talky Picture
In the lobby outside the auditorium proper, boxes of various supplies were laid out: newspapers, water pistols, party hats, noisemakers, dry rice, toast (someone should have mentioned that it was supposed to be unbuttered, because it...wasn't), small flashlights, rubber gloves, playing cards, bags of confetti, and tiny, incredibly cheap bells (you'd honestly be better off jangling your keys).
Inside the auditorium, there were... a lot of empty seats, and Baldrick at the back in an usher's uniform, not because he had the first clue how to be one, but because it was that or let him dress up in a corset and fishnets, and Edmund wanted to be able to keep his lunch down today. Also, because the usher's uniform was more appropriate for cleaning up afterward.
Edmund stood outside the doors to greet the students as they entered, and hand out an audience participation script. "Don't feel obliged to constrain yourselves to this in your commentary; in fact, there'll be extra credit for saying something cleverer than the thirty-five years of dimwits who came before you managed to come up with." No, there wouldn't.
[Open! Technically only for the DWI students, but if anyone else wants to wander in and watch, feel free.]
Re: Talk to Edmund
Re: Talk to Edmund
Then he tried to decide whether he wanted to be kicked out or not.
And then he remembered that he didn't care.
"...Whatever."
Re: Talk to Edmund
Which meant that the whatever got a slightly pained eyebrow-twitch, but it's not as if he wasn't expecting it, sooner or later. "Apathy is also an acceptable option for reacting to stupidity, I'll grant." If not one that he could muster up himself all that often.