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True Heroism! The Olympian Way! Session 1, Period 3
Hercules had the class gather in a clearing in the preserve, since he preferred the outdoors. He was back in his 'heroic' outfit, the sash, the skirt, the sandals. And the oiled chest. Watch those pecs glisten.
He had a duffel bag nearby, with his secret arsenal of literally mythic proportions. But that was not the main point. Once everyone had gathered, he clapped his hands, then pointed dramatically to the horizon.
"I am Hercules, son of Zeus. I am the Lion of Olympus, the former Prince of Power, hero to all. I have bested the poncy haired Thor in combat, defeated those who would destroy our universe, and spent my Olympian fortunes to help those who were most in need. I am the Hercules who beat the Nemean Lion, the many-headed hydra, and the Stymphalian birds. I was a member of the Argonauts, the Avengers, the Champions of Los Angeles, and a former worker for Damage Control. And that's just the flashiest part."
He laughed a hearty laugh, his chest rising and falling with each great guffaw from his lungs. "You are all here because you are to become heroes, or to test your heroic mettle. And while I would never say I am the greatest hero of all, I am one of the most... classic. Today is mainly a day of introductions, both literally and in regards to what I intend to teach. As a hero, while humility is of course a great virtue to uphold, it is important to strike a chord when you introduce yourself to your foe. Assuming your foe understands your tongue, of course."
He reached into his duffel bag and produced his sword, the edge of which looked impossibly sharp. He wielded it with skill, and did a few chops in the air with it. "If I were to leap out at a mugger and say 'Woe to you, I am Jeff, and I like pudding', they aren't really going to be intimidated. They may laugh, but they will not fear. If instead, I leap out and say 'Today you will taste the steel of Hercules, unless you throw down your weapon and surrender!', there may be a bit more of a reaction. So remember, keep it cool, keep it strong, and soon your name will be spread amongst evildoers as one to be feared. And the good people will know your name and start to praise it from town to town. Also a good benefit."
He grinned, then lowered the sword. "Now I want you all to introduce yourselves as fiercely as possible. Then, please share your level of experience in heroism, and what you think makes you a hero." He grinned. "Whoever wishes to start, start."
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He had a duffel bag nearby, with his secret arsenal of literally mythic proportions. But that was not the main point. Once everyone had gathered, he clapped his hands, then pointed dramatically to the horizon.
"I am Hercules, son of Zeus. I am the Lion of Olympus, the former Prince of Power, hero to all. I have bested the poncy haired Thor in combat, defeated those who would destroy our universe, and spent my Olympian fortunes to help those who were most in need. I am the Hercules who beat the Nemean Lion, the many-headed hydra, and the Stymphalian birds. I was a member of the Argonauts, the Avengers, the Champions of Los Angeles, and a former worker for Damage Control. And that's just the flashiest part."
He laughed a hearty laugh, his chest rising and falling with each great guffaw from his lungs. "You are all here because you are to become heroes, or to test your heroic mettle. And while I would never say I am the greatest hero of all, I am one of the most... classic. Today is mainly a day of introductions, both literally and in regards to what I intend to teach. As a hero, while humility is of course a great virtue to uphold, it is important to strike a chord when you introduce yourself to your foe. Assuming your foe understands your tongue, of course."
He reached into his duffel bag and produced his sword, the edge of which looked impossibly sharp. He wielded it with skill, and did a few chops in the air with it. "If I were to leap out at a mugger and say 'Woe to you, I am Jeff, and I like pudding', they aren't really going to be intimidated. They may laugh, but they will not fear. If instead, I leap out and say 'Today you will taste the steel of Hercules, unless you throw down your weapon and surrender!', there may be a bit more of a reaction. So remember, keep it cool, keep it strong, and soon your name will be spread amongst evildoers as one to be feared. And the good people will know your name and start to praise it from town to town. Also a good benefit."
He grinned, then lowered the sword. "Now I want you all to introduce yourselves as fiercely as possible. Then, please share your level of experience in heroism, and what you think makes you a hero." He grinned. "Whoever wishes to start, start."
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Thankfully, the staring at Hercules got his mind off the fact that he was in a class with two people he really didn't want to be around so there was some good in the staring.
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Which, frankly, took a lot of effort.
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Then again, this was a boy who was bringing a bronze resin cat statue (http://www.thecatgallery.co.uk/acatalog/info_46649.html) with him to class.
And he actually though yelling out that you liked pudding could be an effective way to defeat your enemy. You could overpower them while they were too busy laughing. Not that he expected he'd be trying that tactic himself, any time soon.
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Juliet wasn't sure how exactly she'd ended up in this class; being a hero mostly sounded messy. But she was content to go along for what promised to be an insane ride.
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Yes, even after having jumped out of a plane in his morning class.
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Only, you know, maybe a little bit shinier.
What was it with these dudes and oil, anyway?
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His chest was so shiny.
Introduce Yourself!
Don't forget to put your name in there, somewhere.
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So yeah, Percy didn't really know what to say here. "Uh. Enjoy your swim!" Yeah, there probably had to be some background there but whatever, he didn't know. "And then I'd probably do something fancy with water since I can control and all."
Yeah. He wasn't that intimidating. "Um, I'm Percy Jackson. I've been fighting off monsters and traitors for about three years now. I haven't died yet. Guess that makes me a decent hero."
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No, Luke thought it was all freaking tacky.
"Anyway, I'm Luke Castellan. I've been fighting monsters since I was six or so, that's how I got this--" Luke pointed to the scar on his face and ignored the fact he got it doing a task that Hercules himself completed just fine. "--and I've recently undertaken a bigger, more dangerous task that's gonna make things better for everyone. I think that sort of stuff, plus the fact I'm willing to do just about anything to do what's right, is pretty heroic."
He followed that suck up of a spiel with a nice smile and hoped he thoroughly annoyed Percy with that answer. Percy who he was pretending didn't exist. Right.
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And anything she did say would undoubtedly involve "Your anger and aggressive, give it to me."
"I am Raven," she went on, "and I have fought against the demon Trigon the Terrible and the Church of Blood that serves him, as well as any threat to Fandom and my friends in their own worlds. I have been told that in another world, a version of me is a hero, a member of a group known as the Teen Titans, and I wish to become more like that Raven."
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But he was a good sport, so he gained a grin as he lifted his eyes and announced, "Evildoer, prepare to cease your evildoing!"
A good sport, but not very good at this, no.
"I am Prince Alexander of Daventry, and I will put an end to this...evildoing!"
He had to laugh at himself, just a little bit. "I'm a little new to this hero thing," he admitted. "But I expect I will have much more experience on the way; it sort of runs in my family, and, already, I've saved an entire kingdom from a tyrannical magician and rescued my father from an evil entity in a floating castle."
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"I'm Bobby Drake, and you're... history!" he announced. Yeah, it was lame, but he didn't want to do anything that'd give away having actual experience in the area of heroic quipping.
Why he was in a class on heroing was a different question entirely, but people ended up in Fandom classes for all sorts of different reasons, including paperwork mixups. He seriously doubted anyone cared (they probably also didn't care about his real hero-related resume, but that was a neurosis he wasn't ready to overcome just yet).
As far as his experience- well, Herc himself knew the general gist of it already, so instead he just shrugged. "As far as heroing goes- I've helped my friends out of some pretty bad spots with some stuff back in their homes." Truth, but vague! Good enough.
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"As for heroics. . . . At my old school I used to beat up all the bullies." That was heroic, right? "Oh! And my best friend and I have worked to bring down the evil Nevel Papperman of Nevelocity.com. And we defeated a nasty pair of Japanese web comedians when they tried to kidnap us. . . ." That all counted, she was sure it did.
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"Honestly," he said after a moment, "I don't usually go for a snappy intro. I'd much rather just get to the point and swoop in to knock a bad guy off his feet than spend my time trying to come up with something neat to say."
There was a pause, and then he continued. "Oh, and I'm Warren. I've fought some things before... Demons, vampires, weird monkey-pony hybrids and other stuff that invades the island like that. I guess that kind of counts."
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"In the name of Gondor, yield!" he did not think that needed much more than that.
"I am Faramir, son of Denethor, the Steward of Gondor," Faramir said. "I would not call myself a hero, that is my brother's role more than mine. I have fought beside heroes, however. Men of Gondor and the Dunédain of the South alike. Men who devote their life to defend their country and its people. They are heroes."
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"I've killed a few bad things. I don't think that makes me a hero." 'A few' was... relative.
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Just... goofy. Kinda.
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