fandomhigh | The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 2, Period 1

Hercules had invited the class to meet in front of the Danger Shop, as today's task would involve some action packed adventure. Once the class had gathered, he clapped his hands together with excitement. He again was wearing his 'battle toga', with the addition of a baby Bjorn... which contained a chihuahua. Which Hercules wasn't even really acknowledging as he greeted the class.

"If you are familiar with my history, you know that one of my famous tasks was to slay the many headed hydra. If you cut off one head, two more would grow back in its place. Such a concept would inspire an entire group of green-suited fiendish evil doers who call themselves HYDRA. I believe they were run by a fellow with a red skull for a head, and battled with the mighty and magnificent Captain America. Today... you will do battle with this HYDRA. Those of you who cannot fight them head on may find other ways to help your more battle minded classmates. Once the mighty HYDRA commander has been toppled, your labor shall be complete!" Hercules said.

He opened the doors to the Danger Shop. "Enter now, and engage in adventure!"

[ooc: ~~Wait for OCD, please~~ Open class! Hail HYDRA!]

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Inside, the Danger Shop scenario appeared to be an aircraft hanger, filled with strange planes of some sort. Soldiers in odd green and yellow hooded uniforms marched about, preparing to do something awful.

At the far end of the hanger was a giant map, with targets over the major cities of the world. In front of that map was another man in a green and yellow uniform. He was practically identical to the rest, but there was no mistaking that he was the leader.

For now, the class' entrance was unnoticed by the soldiers.

Now, this wouldn't have been the first time Percy faced a hydra. Of course, this wasn't exactly the hydra he'd faced. He remembered Tyson summoning the hydra when he'd gone for donuts and he'd remembered Clarisse having to save the day that time.

So, he was gonna try to avoid a repeat of that. Percy slid behind some crates in the hangar, peeking over them to get a feel for the area and for those those badly costumed men were doing.

Hooded soldier guys.

Hooded soldier guys in stupid uniforms. Yeah, even Warren was pretty sure that he could handle this.

He folded his wings back and crouched down low, ducking behind one of the weird plane things, and then tried to chart out a path to sneak across the hangar with.

Lex made a mental note that if he ever had flunkies of his own, not to make them dress like idiots.

As soon as they had entered the hangar, Rosella quickly employed herself in slipping into the shadows. They might not notice the class entering now, but she knew that it would not be long until they did, and so the sooner she was hidden, the better. Against the wall, hoping to use some debris and other sundries around to keep her from being easily spotted, she used her position to scan the area and consider the best course of action.

And she certainly hoped that, for all she was trying to hide, she wasn't so distracted with keeping out of sight that anyone sneaked up behind her and got her. It wasn't difficult to compare those HYDRA fellows to Lolotte's flying monkeys, and they had a terrible habit of showing up when she thought she was perfectly safe from them. Urgh.

Asuna eyed the hooded soldiers warily. She had her pactio card out just in case.

Bobby didn't find anything about the uniforms worth note; that was just how HYDRA soldiers dressed. There were definitely stupider uniforms out there. Anyway, he was going to crouch behind some crates, peeking up carefully every so often to see if he could get a look at that map.

For those who forego any other option and just run in, figurative guns blazing.

The HYDRA soldiers will fight to the death, each only sort of trained in how to be a deadly soldier.

Yeah, Percy wasn't going to go the intelligence route. He grabbed for Riptide out of his pocket and felt it change into a sword quickly. He leaped up from behind his hiding place and charged the flunkies.

He was outnumbered but he was powerful and he thought that'd give him the advantage even if he knew hew as gonna be stupid tired after everything was said and done. But, it felt good to swing a sword and douse soldiers with water. He opened up fissures in the earth and made spears out of the water he conjured from inside him.

Asuna grinned and summoned her steel fan, one day she's going to learn to summon her Big Damn Sword. For now this would do.

'Cause steel still hurts a lot.

One could presumably sneak across the hangar, using the distraction from the people smashing their way through. Or perhaps you could get into one of the planes and just drive it across the hangar in the confusion... or perhaps you could knock out a couple HYDRA agents and wear their uniforms.... the options are endless!

As forward as Rosella liked to be, she figured the distraction was best left to her classmates who were better equipped for that sort of thing, while she, already in the shadows, tried to sneak around to a better point where she might find something useful.

It just so happened that the useful for her came in the form of surprising a poor lackey. She couldn't bear to just bash him on the head and take his uniform, so the poor thing was subjected to just being grappled from behind and, after a bit of struggle, found himself down to his unmentionables and tied up with a princess slipping out of her dress and into his uniform. Turns out one of them probably did have a penchant for rope, but Rosella had found it and used it to her own advantage.

"So sorry about this," she offered, fitting herself into the uniform and wondering if any of the agents were female, which would make this much easier and her less suspect. "But we can't let you do....whatever bad thing it is you're doing. Zounds, but these uniforms are snug, aren't they?"

No matter how you get there, the Commander will have to be dealt with.

Unfortunately for the class, he's been programmed to be a pain in the butt, and once he sees the interlopers, in come a squad of ten HYDRA flunkies to protect him.

But... maybe he could be talked into surrendering?

After donning her clever disguise (http://fandomhigh.livejournal.com/2926342.html?thread=183349510#t183349510) and depending on the potential chaos caused by her classmates, Rosella tried to blend in with the other peons in green until she could get closer to the commander. She cleared her throat to deepen it as best she could as she offered, "Sir, I think we have a problem here."

"HAIL HYDRA!" the commander said, doing the two-arm salute. "What problem do we have?"

Once the Commander is dealt with (perhaps each time, as the simulation would reset the Commander for each student who wished to deal with him themself), confetti rains from the sky and salsa music plays.

Hey, Hercules couldn't always reward the class with food.

The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 2, Period 1

The Danger Shop!

Enter and Get Your Bearings

Re: Enter and Get Your Bearings

Re: Enter and Get Your Bearings

Re: Enter and Get Your Bearings

Re: Enter and Get Your Bearings

Re: Enter and Get Your Bearings

Re: Enter and Get Your Bearings

Punching is the Answer!

Re: Punching is the Answer!

Re: Punching is the Answer!

Intelligence is the Answer

Re: Intelligence is the Answer

Face the HYDRA Commander!

Re: Face the HYDRA Commander!

Re: Face the HYDRA Commander!

Celebrate!