fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2012, Early Saturday Evening (Part 2)

Were you all enjoying your graduation, children? Ingvar certainly hoped you were. It was so much fun, after all! Though... it could be a little more fun, couldn't it? It felt as if something was missing somehow. Something to really make it... fun.

Ingvar knew what it was.

And so, while the graduates were still on and around the stage, the earth began to rumble. Large black clouds of smoke pushed out of Ingvar's volcano and into the air, obscuring the sky and the moon. Soon, the air was covered in a thick black blanket of darkness.

The tune of the rumbling shifted.

Around the stage, clear protective walls sprung up. This was not Fandom's first tango on graduation day, thank you. She knew how to take care of what was hers.

Unfortunately, Ingvar knew its mother well. Moments later, it began to rain: a thick downpour of familiar plastic poppets in varying levels of creepiness, but also nice, brown, fluffy ...red-eyed, sharp-clawed teddy bears. And leading the charge, teeth-first--

"DROP BEARS!"

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At the first sign of trouble, Bruce unzipped his gown and reached into his utility belt for some throwing stars and a pair of brass knuckles. The stars were in the air and Bruce was already rushing in for a follow-up attack before the knuckles were even on his hand.

What was that in the sky? Whatever could it be?

Dropbears.

God help you all, graduates of Fandom. God help you.

Edited 2012-04-28 16:05 (UTC)

After punching a teddy bear to the side with the brass knuckles, Bruce turned quickly and threw a boomerang at a dropping bear's head before diving out of the way and grabbing a couple more shuriken.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO IIIIIIIIIT, BRUCE?

Another bear adjusted it's fuzzy, little descent to gnaw on Bruce's head. Because, really. That was what you did.

It was their own fault for spoiling the very nice ceremony.

Bruce reached into another pouch on his belt and grabbed a few small smoke pellets. He threw them towards the bear's mouth before diving backwards.

...well, that was gross, Bruce. Gross and wrong on so many levels.

That bear was busy coughing instead of attempting to bite, but was still on a direct course for Bruce's head.

Judging the angle of the descent, Bruce waited until just before his head would be knocked off to duck forward and throw a brass knuckle-enhanced uppercut right under the bear's jaw while simultaneously throwing the shuriken he'd drawn a couple moves ago at some dolls who had been minding their own business.

Damn you, Bruce Wayne!

Those dolls had just wanted to hug you! Hug you forever. "MA-MA!"

Bruce ignored the doll's cries for the moment and threw another punch at the soft spot under the bear's jaw.

Because if you were going to get into a fistfight with a bear without having superpowers, it was all about technique, pressure points, and punching really damn hard.

The bear had just wanted to make your graduation special, Bruce!

And also gnaw on your head.

And now it was just flying over the graduates instead with a broken jaw. It was SO SAD.

DEAL WITH IT, BEAR.

Bruce threw a boomerang at the retreating bear's head just for good measure before pulling his grapple out of the belt's back pocket, firing it at another drop bear, switching on the taser charge, and watching it fall unconscious before it could gnaw on anyone's head.

Seriously, Bruce was pretty much the most prepared graduate in the world.

Edited 2012-04-28 18:19 (UTC)

Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2012, Early Saturday Evening (Part 2)

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