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Superheroing 101, Thursday, Period 4

Another week, another class with Electroclash standing in front of the students with a sour-ish look on her face. This time, though, they were meeting in the Danger Shop, which meant there really was no reason for their teacher to look so annoyed, since she didn't actually have to do much beyond verbally telling the room what to do.

But she was annoyed just on principle, thank you very much.

"Okay rugrats, my teaching outline says today you'll be introduced to practical heroing," she announced once everyone had arrived. Or most of them, at least. She wasn't keeping count that closely. "So, you're all gonna put on your costumes, assuming the sidekick ~~is present and~~ has lived up to his name and acquired them for you, and then you're going to do simulations of some heroics. You can do them by yourself, or you can partner up, I don't care. Power usage is encouraged. And afterwards, I'm supposed to ask you for your thoughts on the tasks or whatever. So that might happen."

She gestured to the dressing rooms to the side. "Well, get on it."

[~~Wait for the OCD!~~ OCD up!]

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Or complain about having to wear the spandex monstrosities.

Lex was so glad he'd only gone for a domino mask, so, so glad.

Edited 2012-01-19 14:58 (UTC)

Yes, Billy had costumes for everyone, because quite honestly, he wasn't sure what would happen if he failed, and if you hadn't noticed that he was an overachiever by now, well, here was the proof. Those who had gone for something simple would be getting very grateful looks as he passed everything out.

Karla had followed the lines of her catsuit as best she could while designing her costume, so the overall effect wasn't too egregious. So long as one didn't count spandex, of course.

Hey, hey, there was nothing wrong with spandex! Stephanie's Spoiler costume had been made of . . . some stretchy material. Okay, not spandex because that was expensive and she'd made it herself on a budget, but the point stood that she wasn't categorically opposed to spandex and its less expensive cousins.

The costume she'd designed for this class was an eyesearing, clashy mess of bright neon colors, with no cape and no mask but a gigantic and totally impractical hood that looked like it was doomed to cause disaster (probably because it was), but that she'd argue was for the intimidation factor. Sort of like a lizard with an expandable ruff.

She was trying a liiiiiiiiiiiittle too hard to act like someone who had no idea what real superheroes were supposed to do, and was basing things off wildly exaggerated comic books or something.

Oh god, Tony. Don't laugh. Doooon't laugh.

"You look like that dinosaur from ~~meta for~~ Jurassic Park," he said, managing a straight face the whole time.

"Except I didn't get a cool dinosaur superhero name," Stephanie replied, sticking her tongue out at him. "Or an armored hide."

". . . now I wish I had dinosaur powers."

Like what? DON'T ANSWER THAT, TONY.

Too late!

"Didn't that dinosaur spit acid?"

Someone, somewhere, had to be sighing a lot at the way Stephanie's eyes completely lit up.

"Ohmygodthatwouldbethecoolestever."

Yes, because there was absolutely no way that could possibly end in tears, right, Steph? Right?

And now Tony couldn't hope to keep a straight face. "Acid spit, really?"

"Well," Stephanie said, looking completely innocent (if still eye-searingly neon), "it's not quite the ability to send a million text messages while totally and completely smashed, but . . ."

"If I claimed someone stole my phone, would you believe me?"

No, Tony. No.

Yeah, the look Stephanie gave him in no way said anything but Oh heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell no. In a dozen languages, even.

"Its possible! Bobby was there." Poor, poor Bobby.

"Aaaaaaand also texting me," Stephanie pointed out. Although she wouldn't put it past either of them to switch phones just to be hilarious. "Tell me we aren't going to need to get you guys a chaperone."

"Is that you asking to come out with us all sometime?"

TONY, THAT COULD ONLY END IN TEARS AND BADNESS AND POSSIBLY THINGS ON FIRE AND/OR PIECES.

"Me and a bunch of drunken teenage boys?" Stephanie eyed him. "Tell me it's not just me who thinks this has 'disaster' written all over it."

Look, at least she recognized that.

Tony just snickered. Because someone was crazy. "We could give you a fake mustache and say you're a new kid named Steve. Someone could finally beat Ben at gymnastics competitions!"

...why did they have those?

". . . I am not even asking why you have gymnastics competitions," Stephanie informed him. "Moreover, I'm putting an embargo on myself even thinking about it. Some things are better left a mystery forever."

"I ended up buying a penguin sanctuary this last time," Tony admitted. "I'm not sure how that happened. Or why we bought all the Doritos we could find to decorate the parking lot of the place."

"A mystery even to you, evidently," Stephanie went on without missing a beat. "Oh, sweetie. How do you manage to even make it home from these things?"

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Well, the spandex monstrosity wasn't any worse than Squall had designed it to be. That was at least something.

Elphaba rather liked her new outfit. It was practical, if a bit clingy, and had a nice contrast of color. She pulled on the gloves last and smiled behind the cloth that covered most of her face.

Sam...did not want to wear spandex. He was a t-shirt and jeans sort of guy so this -- this was gonna be interesting.

ImagiLad was more than happy to get into his costume, which involved so many rainbows that it was quite possible that he'd be mistaken for a different kind of super hero all together, and he bounced excitedly at the prospect of doing some superheroing stuff.

After all, it provided a perfect cover for his true side, his identity as the great and devious Professor Chaos! Oh, boy, did he have some chaotic things planned for the week coming up!

But for now, he was just good old ImagiLad, doing good things and being imaginative, and practical heroing. Mwa ha ha!

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