fandomhigh | Independent Study - Thursday, Period Three

Like there's about to be a disaster!

"Today you should have your final topics," Jones began however just before she could say anything else a monitor next to her turned on and the image of an elderly bald man appeared...

"SPACEMONAUTS! EARTH IS IN PERIL!" The man in the monitor shouted. "THE EVIL ENIGMARONS HAVE DEVELOPED A DEATH RAY WHICH IS POINTED AT EARTH! ONLY YOU CAN SAVE HUMANITY!"

"Ah. Hello Randy," Jones said looking not at all surprised by Dr. Disaster's appearance. "Children, please report to the Danger Shop for your lesson today."

"THE FATE OF THE EARTH IS IN YOUR HANDS!"

"Yes, I believe that was made rather apparent," Jones said flatly to the man on the monitor. "Run along children. Dr. Disaster's scenarios are quite enlightening."

No. Not really at all.

Where the students will don sleek space suits and be given ray guns that look like something out of a Buck Rogers Serial movie from the 1950s

Once again, Dr. Disaster's image appeared on a monitor. "Spacemonauts! The Evil Enigamarons are threatening the earth from their base on the moon! They have a death ray pointed at every capital city in the world! Only you can save them!

The image shifted and the "Spacemonauts" were now on the moon. Without a space suit. Don't worry. There's plenty of air. Best not to question it too much...

ALAS! The spacemonauts are now being attacked by the Evil Enigmarons!

Who apparently have no arms. Only legs and feet.

How did they even build that death ray?

Try not to get stomped!

Suddenly the Enigmarons retreat! And have captured one of the students! Oh ~~RNG~~ cursed fate! How could you have allowed Sparkle to be kidnapped by the evil Enigmarons?!

"DISASTER!" Dr. Disaster shouted through the suit's communicators. "Your teammate has been captured! Go to their secret headquarters and rescue him before they use the death ray!"

Luckily there was a giant sign in the shape of an arrow which read "Secret HQ of Enigmarons and their Death Ray" which pointed to a large castle. On the moon.

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Luckily there's a skylight into the Evil Enigmaron's secret HQ/Castle on the moon! Below the skylight is a death ray! Pointed at Earth! An EVIL death ray!

Which was somehow put together by aliens who have no hands and only feet. Shh. Logic is not required here.

Oh, and Sparkle is tied up in the corner. You should probably rescue him too.

You have hopefully rescued Sparkle and destroyed the Death Ray. Time to say something quippy!

"WELL DONE SPACEMONAUTS!" Dr. Disaster declared from a conveniently placed monitor. "You have saved the world from the Enigmaron Menace! The Earth is safe... Until next time."

Celebrate Spacemonauts!

When the simulation has ended, she'll be over in the corner taking mental notes on how you performed in today's class.

Oh, Dr. Disaster. We do not get to see enough of you.

Sparkle

Okay, the ray gun was kind of cool... Sparkle could be okay with this, even if he doubted it was as effective as the blaster that Atton had been teaching him to use the other day.

"Man, the moon is way more people-friendly than I expected."

"... What the fuck is the matter with this class?"

Yeah. So. Running! Sparkle was pretty good at it. Because, look, a fighter he was not. And getting stomped was not his idea of a fantastic time.

"I JUST WANTED TO DIRECT A FUCKING MUSICAL!"

Yeah. Yeah, Sparkle so didn't handle kidnappings well. If any of the Enigmawhoosits wasn't careful, he was so going to give them such a kick. Or bite. Or whatever he could manage, here.

"Jerks."

Yeah, in the corner over here? Sparkle is grumbling. A lot. And saying terribly rude things about the Enigmarons' mothers.

"That's right. Athlete's foot. And what are you gonna do about it, huh?"

Cassandra Pentaghast

"What is this nonsense?" Cassandra demanded.

Then she gave the air a few practice whacks with the ray gun.

"This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever encountered," Cassandra announced to... the Danger Shop at large.

But since everyone had made such a big fuss about the Death Ray... she was going to bludgeon the Death Ray with her ray gun.

Oh. Now you've done it Sparkle. The alien may not speak English but he certainly understands the phrase "Athelete's foot"

It's now threatening you in the way of it's people. By hopping on one foot and shouting gibberish.

Though one has to wonder how they tied Sparkle up when they only have feet...

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No! Not the precious death ray!

Watch out for the Enigmarons, Cassandra! They're going to try and... kick you.

"Oh, stuff a sock in it, buddy," Sparkle muttered, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. "Or I'll start talking about that nasty ingrown toenail your sister's got, too."

Cassandra let out a disgusted noise and spun around, punching the nearest Enigmaron squarely in the face.

Sometimes the direct method worked best.

Indeed it did! The Enigmaron went flying backwards screaming gibberish as it knocked down the two other Enigmarons who had foolishly followed their friend so closely.

However there was one Enigmaron who leaped over his friends to try and kick again at Cassandra.

The Enigmarons were sadly lacking in techniques with foot to hand combat. Cassandra could probably handle him.

These things were ridiculous.

Cassandra slammed her fist down on the Enigmaron's kneel as it struck out. No technique at all, sigh.

Eleanor (Lamb) Holloway

Eleanor didn't really need a ray gun, but she wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Even if said gift horse was a crazy person who thought there was an evil base on the moon.

Of course, in Joker's time, there was a base on the moon, so maybe he was just from the future? Hrm.

Either way, she was firing a few shots from the ray gun to test it out.

Okay, the hell with that. Eleanor was going to start firing at any and all squishy bits. And if they were unaffected by the ray gun, she was going to switch to fireballs. Most things burned.

"There's a giant arrow," Eleanor said, to nobody in particular. "To their secret headquarters. Does anyone else find that to be odd?"

You know what Eleanor had not had, in a while? An excuse to cut loose.

Like, say, ditching the ray gun in favor of just whipping fireballs around like crazy.

And teleporting behind the Enigmarons in order to suckerpunch them in the back of the head. Preferably while her hands were still on fire.

She was not actually all that concerned about the Death Ray. Cassandra was probably on that. She was going to mow through these Enigmarwhatevers like the cannon fodder they were.

"Need a hand?" Eleanor asked, teleporting in front of Sparkle with a bit of a flourish.

And punching one of those weird creepy dudes while she was at it.

She should not be this happy about blood and carnage. She was very sternly trying to tell herself that. But her eyes were dancing all the same. It was fun, dammit.

"If you untie me before any of these giant plantar's warts can dance at me some more, oh my god I will love you forever, girl," Sparkle promised, wide-eyed. "And do me a favour and punch another one of those bastards right between the knees, would you?"

Sparkle was totally willing to enable the carnage, here, considering.

Independent Study - Thursday, Period Three

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ATTACK OF THE ENIGMARONS!

DISASTER!

The Death Ray!

SUCCESS!

Talk to Jones

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