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fandomhigh2014-07-16 08:40 am
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2014-07-16 08:40 am
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Everything's A Weapon, Wednesday, Period One
"Alright, rookies," Reno said, leaning back against what was, perhaps disappointingly, a classroom desk instead of anything fancy in the Danger Shop today, "while I understand that a lot of you probably want to hit things today, this class we're gonna be havin' a discussion, doing some critical thinking, yo. See, improvisation is kickass, but it requires a little more finesse than just 'grab the closest thing and swing' if you're lookin' to actually do some real damage, yo. There's the thing - if you're gonna be picking something up and using it to do something it wasn't intended to do, you're probably gonna hit a few snags. Some of you have already made an art form out of usin' strategy out there - I saw some firebombs, red-hot grill accessories, some creative use of a net, temporary weapons until you could pick up the ones bein' used against you, rock throwin'... and about five hundred umbrellas bein' swung about."
Reno spread his hands a little, wearing an 'eeeh?' face.
"What made the umbrellas so attractive? Was it the reach on 'em? You were all lucky last week I programmed in some quality ones. Most beach umbrellas are cheap plastic or thin metal and are flimsy as shit. The firebombs I can get behind, but you better know damn well what you're doin' when rigging up explosives, or if you're lucky you'll wake up in the ER missin' half your face. The net, I liked. And the rocks? Tried and goddamn true, yo. People have been hittin' each other with rocks since the dawn of friggin' time. Gotta admit, I'm surprised with a whole beach full of sand, nobody went for throwin' it in their eyes, but who the hell's to say that'll even work on an unfamiliar species, anyway?"
He made a gesture around the room.
"Today, no fighting, but we're still gonna do some hands-on, anyhow. Some show-and-tell, yo. You got ten minutes to find something around this classroom, or wherever in the school you can get in ten minutes, I don't friggin' care, that you'd use as a weapon in a pinch. I want you to bring it back here - obviously if you're takin' somethin' from another room you're gonna have to put it back where you found it, and stay the hell outta the teachers' offices for this one - and tell the class what you picked, why you picked it, and two ways that the object you picked up might lead to you gettin' your ass kicked anyhow if you play your cards wrong." A beat. "Oh, and the minions of the workshop are gonna be Kaylin and Kathy from now on, yo. Would'a announced that last class, but I had burgers to flip."
Or he'd forgotten. One of those.
[OOC: Open!]
Reno spread his hands a little, wearing an 'eeeh?' face.
"What made the umbrellas so attractive? Was it the reach on 'em? You were all lucky last week I programmed in some quality ones. Most beach umbrellas are cheap plastic or thin metal and are flimsy as shit. The firebombs I can get behind, but you better know damn well what you're doin' when rigging up explosives, or if you're lucky you'll wake up in the ER missin' half your face. The net, I liked. And the rocks? Tried and goddamn true, yo. People have been hittin' each other with rocks since the dawn of friggin' time. Gotta admit, I'm surprised with a whole beach full of sand, nobody went for throwin' it in their eyes, but who the hell's to say that'll even work on an unfamiliar species, anyway?"
He made a gesture around the room.
"Today, no fighting, but we're still gonna do some hands-on, anyhow. Some show-and-tell, yo. You got ten minutes to find something around this classroom, or wherever in the school you can get in ten minutes, I don't friggin' care, that you'd use as a weapon in a pinch. I want you to bring it back here - obviously if you're takin' somethin' from another room you're gonna have to put it back where you found it, and stay the hell outta the teachers' offices for this one - and tell the class what you picked, why you picked it, and two ways that the object you picked up might lead to you gettin' your ass kicked anyhow if you play your cards wrong." A beat. "Oh, and the minions of the workshop are gonna be Kaylin and Kathy from now on, yo. Would'a announced that last class, but I had burgers to flip."
Or he'd forgotten. One of those.
[OOC: Open!]