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The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 1, Period 1
At bright and early 9 am, the class gathered in one of the normal classrooms. Once everyone had taken a seat, they'd notice that set across the teacher's desk was a series of items: a sheathed sword, a shield with cloth wrapped around the center, a Greek helm, and a quiver of arrows.
Behind those objects, standing behind the desk, was Hercules. All six feet and five inches of him, dressed in sandals, a sash, and a skirt-like thing. So there was a lot of bare skin on the heavily muscled, bearded teacher. But he totally rocked that outfit like no other. When the bell struck nine, Hercules grinned and began to speak.
"Hello to all of you," he said. "I see some familiar faces in the crowd, and those please me. It also pleases me to see some new faces, as well! For those who do not know, I am Hercules, son of Zeus, Lion of Olympus and former Prince of Power. I did not become a matter of myth and legend through just a matter of birth. While being the son of a god did help a bit, it was only through hard work and overcoming great odds that I was able to forge my own legacy. This class is to give you a taste of those sorts of odds, to give you a chance to think, to battle, to toil, to triumph. If you are familiar with my twelve labors, you might want to study up. If you are familiar with the reality show I did not too long ago, that may help you as well."
He laughed and gave the class a thumbs-up.
"Today is the easiest of the labors you will undertake. You are all aware of the usual tradition of the first day of class, the introduction. Well it would not be a task worthy of a labor to simply introduce yourself. So no, you must instead pair up and introduce someone else in the class. You'll be given ten minutes to pair up and give your partner basic information about yourself. But to make it even trickier, while you are allowed to talk with you partner during the ten minutes, you are not allowed to speak when you actually introduce your partner to the class. And here is what I want you to relay to the class in that nonverbal introduction. Your partner's name, grade, and what they had for breakfast this morning. On a side note, you will always want to have a healthy breakfast before this class. Slaying the hydra on an empty stomach might be quite hard!"
He chuckled. "Oh, and if I hear anyone talking before it is time to do the actual verbal introductions, I shall throw a jumbo marshmallow at your head."
Hercules produced a bag of said marshmallows from the desk and put them in front of him. Next to a small rack of dry-erase markers for the board behind him, in case anyone wanted the easy way out. He clapped his hands together. "Your ten minutes begin now!"
[ooc: Class is in session!]
Behind those objects, standing behind the desk, was Hercules. All six feet and five inches of him, dressed in sandals, a sash, and a skirt-like thing. So there was a lot of bare skin on the heavily muscled, bearded teacher. But he totally rocked that outfit like no other. When the bell struck nine, Hercules grinned and began to speak.
"Hello to all of you," he said. "I see some familiar faces in the crowd, and those please me. It also pleases me to see some new faces, as well! For those who do not know, I am Hercules, son of Zeus, Lion of Olympus and former Prince of Power. I did not become a matter of myth and legend through just a matter of birth. While being the son of a god did help a bit, it was only through hard work and overcoming great odds that I was able to forge my own legacy. This class is to give you a taste of those sorts of odds, to give you a chance to think, to battle, to toil, to triumph. If you are familiar with my twelve labors, you might want to study up. If you are familiar with the reality show I did not too long ago, that may help you as well."
He laughed and gave the class a thumbs-up.
"Today is the easiest of the labors you will undertake. You are all aware of the usual tradition of the first day of class, the introduction. Well it would not be a task worthy of a labor to simply introduce yourself. So no, you must instead pair up and introduce someone else in the class. You'll be given ten minutes to pair up and give your partner basic information about yourself. But to make it even trickier, while you are allowed to talk with you partner during the ten minutes, you are not allowed to speak when you actually introduce your partner to the class. And here is what I want you to relay to the class in that nonverbal introduction. Your partner's name, grade, and what they had for breakfast this morning. On a side note, you will always want to have a healthy breakfast before this class. Slaying the hydra on an empty stomach might be quite hard!"
He chuckled. "Oh, and if I hear anyone talking before it is time to do the actual verbal introductions, I shall throw a jumbo marshmallow at your head."
Hercules produced a bag of said marshmallows from the desk and put them in front of him. Next to a small rack of dry-erase markers for the board behind him, in case anyone wanted the easy way out. He clapped his hands together. "Your ten minutes begin now!"
[ooc: Class is in session!]