Electroclash | Sarah (
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fandomhigh2012-05-30 03:16 pm
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Heroics, Fame, and You, Wednesday, Period 4
Electroclash was idly playing with her phone as the students filed in. If it constituted as playing that she kept saying "|phone send text|" every ten seconds or so. If it was a game, it was probably called Let's Bug Alex Until He Responds, The Miserable Git. She was yet to get a hold of him, yep. Once it looked like everyone was here (they weren't, but everyone knew how little she cared), though, she left the phone be for a while, and even got up from her chair, scooping some stuff up from the desk.
"Today, trading cards," she announced, as she handed a stack of trading cards to the nearest student, to be passed out randomly among the class. "Those are some examples from back home. Dunno how familiar you are with the basic concept, but basically the idea is to collect them because you have nothing better to do, and you like to pretend you're still too cool for stamps – which, by the way, you're usually not."
To be fair, Electroclash had never really seen the point of collecting anything, ever.
"From a hero perspective, they're part of your public image. It's a way for your face to be out there. Personally, I find it a bit shit and borderline degrading, 'cause the stats you get for your recognition factor and whatever are usually utter bollocks, but I don't make these decisions, and it makes for an easy class assignment." Fear, class. "Two weeks ago, I had you take promo photos. Since then, I've picked my favourites and had a trading card made for each and every one of you."
She picked up another stack of trading cards, and gave those out to be passed out as well.
"As you can see, they're blank except for your picture ––" Which was without fail the worst one they'd taken two weeks ago. "–– and your name ––" Which was whatever codename she had given them in the first session – in Bucky's case, Annoying Cat. "–– so the rest is up to you. Fill your cards in, and try to be honest. No one here has Excelsor's recognition factor, or the world's most fascinating fucking origin story. When you're done, you can present your card to the class. Now get to it."
She went back to harassing Alex, in the meantime.
[OCD up!]
"Today, trading cards," she announced, as she handed a stack of trading cards to the nearest student, to be passed out randomly among the class. "Those are some examples from back home. Dunno how familiar you are with the basic concept, but basically the idea is to collect them because you have nothing better to do, and you like to pretend you're still too cool for stamps – which, by the way, you're usually not."
To be fair, Electroclash had never really seen the point of collecting anything, ever.
"From a hero perspective, they're part of your public image. It's a way for your face to be out there. Personally, I find it a bit shit and borderline degrading, 'cause the stats you get for your recognition factor and whatever are usually utter bollocks, but I don't make these decisions, and it makes for an easy class assignment." Fear, class. "Two weeks ago, I had you take promo photos. Since then, I've picked my favourites and had a trading card made for each and every one of you."
She picked up another stack of trading cards, and gave those out to be passed out as well.
"As you can see, they're blank except for your picture ––" Which was without fail the worst one they'd taken two weeks ago. "–– and your name ––" Which was whatever codename she had given them in the first session – in Bucky's case, Annoying Cat. "–– so the rest is up to you. Fill your cards in, and try to be honest. No one here has Excelsor's recognition factor, or the world's most fascinating fucking origin story. When you're done, you can present your card to the class. Now get to it."
She went back to harassing Alex, in the meantime.
[OCD up!]

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