http://notaweenie.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notaweenie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2014-06-04 12:18 am
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The Day After Doomsday, Wednesday, Period 4

Today's class was in the Danger Shop. Why? Because if you think Barry was passing up the chance to play with that technologies you're fucking insane.

However the fact that Barry was wearing a spiked red-hair wig and a black suit for class was just for fun.

When the class entered the danger shop today they'd find that the room had been turned into a massive sporting goods store with piles upon piles of sporting goods, camping gear and some random technologies. They'd also find duffel bags with each student's name on them.

That might explain something about the class. Why there were giant buzzards wearing top hats and flying around the room was another thing. Let's not even ask why they are carrying the heads of former government leaders encased in glass jars.

"Rookies," Barry drawled. "Rookies. Rookies. Rookies. Yo."

He gave the class a grin.

"So our illustrious teacher is a giant fucking bird," Barry informed the class. "And going by the syllabus we're supposed to brace ourselves and know where are fucking heads are. Whatever the fuck that means. Zoto."

Barry waved his hand around the room. "So here's what we're going to do. Yo. This shit piled around here? It's real. I brought it in for today's class. Your job today is to build a bug out bag. When the fucking shit hits the fan you're going to have this bag with you to keep you going until something more permanent can be fucking established. Here's the deal though... you can only take fifteen items for your bag. And the items in particular have to go to establishing a shelter, providing food and water, first aid and protection. Best combination of items gets you a gift certificate to Red Lobster. If your items can do double duty? Even better."

Barry grinned. "So pick your shit and tell me why you picked it out."

...

"Zoto."
pulseof_life: (shadowed (serene))

Re: Class activity

[personal profile] pulseof_life 2014-06-04 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
The basic concept of the activity made sense to Yeul, but…

"I don't understand the fifteen item limit," she said softly. "Is there a reason for it?"
pulseof_life: (sunwashed)

Re: Class activity

[personal profile] pulseof_life 2014-06-04 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose so," she said, a bit doubtfully. "But my pockets hold a great deal more than fifteen things."

Then she smiled. "But I suppose other peoples pockets may not, which would make this make sense."
Edited 2014-06-04 15:30 (UTC)