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fandomhigh2014-09-17 03:06 pm
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How To Get By In A Hostile World, Wednesday
So Atton was fifteen minutes late. So what? It happened. Sometimes, it just did.
He walked into the Danger Shop like he owned the place anyway, showing no sign of any conversations he may or may not have had in the past couple of hours because frankly it wasn't anyone's business. "Hey," he said, "Sorry I'm late. I had a whole class planned out, but my prep time got all mucked up, so we're just going to sit and talk a little more."
At least being in the Danger Shop meant he could call up some nice chairs instead of whatever butt-breaking nightmare the school shoved into its classrooms.
"So last week we were talking about impressions," he said. "We also talked a bit about what particular impressions can be good for. I let you guys run around coughing up whatever nonsense came to your minds and that was fine, but we're done with that part now."
"Why do we talk about impressions in a class like this? Because they matter," he said. "Sure, local culture goes on a lot about how they shouldn't, but they do, and once you know what impression you give off to everyone else, you can start to use it. Control it. There are a whole bunch of reasons why that's an important thing to do. It can help you find work, it can help you get out of sticky situations, it can even save your life. My personal favorite is the part where it can also keep nosy telepaths out of your head, if your universe happens to have those."
He poked himself in the head to make that point. "See, most telepaths aren't very interested in looking deeply into your head. They probably see a lot of idiots on a daily basis, so they tend to stick to the surface. The surface is where impressions work. You occupy your brain with enough busywork - hell, you occupy your brain with how hot the telepath in question is - and you'll see they look away pretty fast. Same goes for normal people, actually."
He looked at the students. "Okay," he said. "We're in the Danger Shop, so we might as well make use of it. I found a dress-up program somewhere in the systems that you guys get to use. Poke around. Find an outfit that either pushes the impression you give off to the point where people won't want to pay you any attention, or find one that gives off the absolute opposite impression of who you are. Experiment a little. Show off to your classmates. Go."
He walked into the Danger Shop like he owned the place anyway, showing no sign of any conversations he may or may not have had in the past couple of hours because frankly it wasn't anyone's business. "Hey," he said, "Sorry I'm late. I had a whole class planned out, but my prep time got all mucked up, so we're just going to sit and talk a little more."
At least being in the Danger Shop meant he could call up some nice chairs instead of whatever butt-breaking nightmare the school shoved into its classrooms.
"So last week we were talking about impressions," he said. "We also talked a bit about what particular impressions can be good for. I let you guys run around coughing up whatever nonsense came to your minds and that was fine, but we're done with that part now."
"Why do we talk about impressions in a class like this? Because they matter," he said. "Sure, local culture goes on a lot about how they shouldn't, but they do, and once you know what impression you give off to everyone else, you can start to use it. Control it. There are a whole bunch of reasons why that's an important thing to do. It can help you find work, it can help you get out of sticky situations, it can even save your life. My personal favorite is the part where it can also keep nosy telepaths out of your head, if your universe happens to have those."
He poked himself in the head to make that point. "See, most telepaths aren't very interested in looking deeply into your head. They probably see a lot of idiots on a daily basis, so they tend to stick to the surface. The surface is where impressions work. You occupy your brain with enough busywork - hell, you occupy your brain with how hot the telepath in question is - and you'll see they look away pretty fast. Same goes for normal people, actually."
He looked at the students. "Okay," he said. "We're in the Danger Shop, so we might as well make use of it. I found a dress-up program somewhere in the systems that you guys get to use. Poke around. Find an outfit that either pushes the impression you give off to the point where people won't want to pay you any attention, or find one that gives off the absolute opposite impression of who you are. Experiment a little. Show off to your classmates. Go."
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Find something that either increases the impression you make to the point where most people won't even want to bother to look deeper, or something that makes you seem completely different from how you usually are.
Show Off And Stuff
Show off for your classmates. Or prance around. Or something.
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Really.
Okay, maybe a little. But only occasionally. Honest.
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