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fandomhigh2015-05-14 02:50 pm
wrongkindofsith) wrote in fandomhigh2015-05-14 02:50 pm
Survive the Island, Thusday 3rd Period.
Cara had decided that given that she was only going to be talking today and the size of her class, she might as well hold class in her office today. After taking the needed extra chairs from one of the unused offices.
"Last week we talked about gremlins making you think you weren't yourself," she began, leaning against the edge of her desk. "If only it stopped there. As you have no doubt noticed by now, the island will also change you physically. If you are lucky, you'll still be you, you'll just have some new anatomy to play with." Or get into a sulk over because yours wouldn't behave.
"It doesn't end there, you may become a child again, or else someone entirely different, or some strange version of yourself you barely recognise, however even then you will usually remain a person of some description. Usually. Sometime, however-"
As if prompted by some spirit of the perverse, mid-sentence there came a soft whoosh of displaced air, and Cara's leathers fell to the floor, empty save for a furiously chittering lump, that soon revealed itself to be a furiously chittering chipmunk.
Congratulations, you just got a practical demonstration of the class topic.
"Last week we talked about gremlins making you think you weren't yourself," she began, leaning against the edge of her desk. "If only it stopped there. As you have no doubt noticed by now, the island will also change you physically. If you are lucky, you'll still be you, you'll just have some new anatomy to play with." Or get into a sulk over because yours wouldn't behave.
"It doesn't end there, you may become a child again, or else someone entirely different, or some strange version of yourself you barely recognise, however even then you will usually remain a person of some description. Usually. Sometime, however-"
As if prompted by some spirit of the perverse, mid-sentence there came a soft whoosh of displaced air, and Cara's leathers fell to the floor, empty save for a furiously chittering lump, that soon revealed itself to be a furiously chittering chipmunk.
Congratulations, you just got a practical demonstration of the class topic.