fandomhigh | 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."

[ooc: ~~Wait for OCD plz~~ Class is open and ready to go!]

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"I do not have anything I say to my foes, for it depends on the circumstances," Raven said, confused. "If they are sentient I would attempt to reason with them so they do not resort to violence, but if they are not, such as the mechanical spiders we had to deal with not long ago, I do not bother to speak to them as they will not understand or answer."

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."

Hercules was not a negotiator. He was a one-man wrecking crew, who solved most problems with punching (though he was learning to be cleverer now that his punches couldn't take down buildings). But he did know the power of those who possessed a way with words.

"Teen Titans," he repeated, mulling the word in his mouth. "It does not sound like a group of heroes to me, but perhaps only because I have seen the treachery of the original titans first hand. But I shall sully them not, as I've never met them. Or, well, I have met one of them, just before they have become so!"

Since Herc was treating Warren as a Champion, he'd treat Raven as a Titan just the same. He also gave Raven a thumbs-up.

"And I will admit, my methods and teaching may not always revolve around the use of words to defeat your foe. But I hope I shall instill the spirit of a hero into you, fair Raven."

"Thank you, Professor," Raven said.

And because she had to know, "Will we be required to wear tights?"

"Do you wish to wear tights?" Hercules asked. "We will cover the need for properly outfitting yourself, of course. Tights are option. As you can see, I do not wear them myself. I did used to wear a pair of short trunks, but I decided it made me look like a silly professional wrestler."

"Tights are much like pants, which I do not wear, so I would prefer not to," Raven answered. "But I promised my boyfriend I would send him pictures if it was required, since he has had to wear such a uniform himself."

"So I should order it so, for his sake?" Hercules joked. "I will not require it. As I do not often like to wear pants, myself. We shall see what you come up with when we engage in outfitting our heroic selves, Raven."

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