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Fandom Invasions: A Survival Guide- Friday, Period One
This week, Jono had left a note on the classroom door directing his students to the library, where he was waiting for them with a small grin on his lips. It felt good to be in here today. He'd spent most of his Sundays in this very room throughout high school, after all.
"We're in the middle of a hypothetical invasion," Jonothon informed his class once it looked like they had all arrived. "We don't know what it is or where it came from, all that we really know is that the island is covered with monsters. Some of them spend a great deal of time near the water, and they look suspiciously like turtles, except that they're always carrying a saucer of water on the top of their head. They've already tried to pull people under the water, and at one point they chased a person halfway across the park in order to steal their picnic basket just so they could pick the fillings out of the cucumber sandwiches that were inside."
He smirked a little.
"Some of the other monsters are something that look almost as much man they do bird, with faces that are human except for those ridiculously long noses they've got. They spend most of their time guarding the outskirts of the preserve, and aren't afraid to use the feather fans they carry to blow trespassers away with gusts of wind... or to grow or shrink a person's nose if they're feeling more playful than antagonistic." He gave a small wave of his hand out toward the stacks. "Your mission today is to figure out what these creatures are, and, if possible, how th'hell to get them to leave. Or, at least, to get them to stop attacking the locals. And you have one class period and all th'resources in the library outside of Special Collections in order to do it. We'll take the last ten minutes to clean up any books you've left around. Let's figure out how to save our island, hm?"
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"We're in the middle of a hypothetical invasion," Jonothon informed his class once it looked like they had all arrived. "We don't know what it is or where it came from, all that we really know is that the island is covered with monsters. Some of them spend a great deal of time near the water, and they look suspiciously like turtles, except that they're always carrying a saucer of water on the top of their head. They've already tried to pull people under the water, and at one point they chased a person halfway across the park in order to steal their picnic basket just so they could pick the fillings out of the cucumber sandwiches that were inside."
He smirked a little.
"Some of the other monsters are something that look almost as much man they do bird, with faces that are human except for those ridiculously long noses they've got. They spend most of their time guarding the outskirts of the preserve, and aren't afraid to use the feather fans they carry to blow trespassers away with gusts of wind... or to grow or shrink a person's nose if they're feeling more playful than antagonistic." He gave a small wave of his hand out toward the stacks. "Your mission today is to figure out what these creatures are, and, if possible, how th'hell to get them to leave. Or, at least, to get them to stop attacking the locals. And you have one class period and all th'resources in the library outside of Special Collections in order to do it. We'll take the last ten minutes to clean up any books you've left around. Let's figure out how to save our island, hm?"
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Lecture!
Except that he's not going to repeat his descriptions of the monsters for you, so you should probably pay attention anyhow.
Research!
The whole of the library's resources are at your disposal. Except for Special Collections, which Jonothon is keeping an eye on. Nobody will be sneaking through that door on his watch, thank you.
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Talk to the TA!
But will be AFK for most of the day because she's driving up to see meeee.Talk to Jono!
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Normally, she would be flustered at being so...officious or whatever, but in the moment, she was happy to just be helpful.
"Mythology is over there," she said, pointing. "And information about invasions past? That's over in that row over there. Umm...xenobiology texts are behind me, but another good place to start would be in the collections of different world. Looking up their flora and fauna might help!"
Availability is what the lady said up there!
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...a resource with a large cuppa coffee in one hand and an unlit cigarette in the other. He tended to restrict his smoking to his office, least he become a complete fire-hazard.
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A bit. A couple of years. Something like that.
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He'd been with the group that had retreated in there, to escape the Nothing. And before that... mostly it just ate his things when he went in to clean.
"All mass chaos will be kept to a tolerable level, at least so long as the library doesn't get all... Fandom while we're in here."
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"Anything else, I can't claim responsibility for. Damn place does what it fucking wants."
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So, thanks for that, Fandom.
"I'd say 'you get used to it,' but once this island thinks you are, it comes up with something new and exciting to throw at you."
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"Oh, it'll still bury th'good ones," he replied, with a small wave of his hand. "But th'rotten ones have a smaller chance of attracting the cavalry that rushes in to save the day when people need it th'most."
Because this place. This place.
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He glanced around the room, frowning a little.
"Not nearly as many of them were raised to be soldiers as they'd like to let on."
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He sighed, wrinkled his nose, and glanced back at John.
"The whole 'child soldiers' thing never did sit well with me. I'm not terribly popular back home for having that opinion, unfortunately."
Stupid X-Men.
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