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fandomhigh2015-09-29 12:24 am
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Competitive Teambuilding, Tuesday, period 1
Parker was singing some song about bunnies, bunnies, IT MUST BE BUNNIES under her breath. Eliot was giving her some very distinctive 'what the hell are you singing?' looks. And Hardison was just shaking his head while he played with the Danger Shop controls.
This class revolved around thieving and bunnies. Anyone wanna guess who had come up with it?
“Teamwork! Goals!” Parker held up a rabbit that was as fluffy and adorable as any meme on the internet. “BUNNIES.”
"You're saving them," Eliot explained. "From an evil magician."
An almost painfully smarmy magician in a top hat, playing with a deck of cards, snickered to himself in the corner. The look on Eliot's face when he spotted him was an almost indescribable mix of incredulity and hilarity, and he finally had to turn around and bury his face in his hands for a moment.
Hardison was having a difficult time keeping a straight face as well; okay, he wasn't managing it at all, but at least he was able to speak. Your teachers made their own fun, kids. "Of course, things ain't as easy as just sneakin' in an' sneakin' out."
"For one thing," Eliot said, having nearly regained his composure. "There're the guards." A few bog-standard security guards appeared, armed with nightsticks and walkie-talkies.
“And the maze of backstage flats and catwalks and wings to get through,” Parker said, pointing to various bits of scenery moving in what seemed to be a randomized pattern. The bunny wiggled its nose adorably at the onlookers.
"Let's not forget that the bunny is bein' held in an office, behind a locked door," Hardison added, pointing to a blue door in the distance beyond the maze of scenery. "The guards will be patrolin' the entire backstage, which means you'll have to find some way to keep the guards from spottin' you while you navigate the area an' as you find some way of breakin' into the office."
"You've got five minutes to plan. Then it's time to get to work."
“Whiskers and Floppers and Cottontail are depending on you guys.” Parker put the bunny into a hat, and made it vanish. “Go get ‘em!”
The magician snickered again and Eliot snorted, then tried to turn it into a cough. Unsuccessfully. "Man," he muttered to Hardison. "Tell me you're recordin' that."
"Like I'd pass this opportunity up for the world, yo."
This class revolved around thieving and bunnies. Anyone wanna guess who had come up with it?
“Teamwork! Goals!” Parker held up a rabbit that was as fluffy and adorable as any meme on the internet. “BUNNIES.”
"You're saving them," Eliot explained. "From an evil magician."
An almost painfully smarmy magician in a top hat, playing with a deck of cards, snickered to himself in the corner. The look on Eliot's face when he spotted him was an almost indescribable mix of incredulity and hilarity, and he finally had to turn around and bury his face in his hands for a moment.
Hardison was having a difficult time keeping a straight face as well; okay, he wasn't managing it at all, but at least he was able to speak. Your teachers made their own fun, kids. "Of course, things ain't as easy as just sneakin' in an' sneakin' out."
"For one thing," Eliot said, having nearly regained his composure. "There're the guards." A few bog-standard security guards appeared, armed with nightsticks and walkie-talkies.
“And the maze of backstage flats and catwalks and wings to get through,” Parker said, pointing to various bits of scenery moving in what seemed to be a randomized pattern. The bunny wiggled its nose adorably at the onlookers.
"Let's not forget that the bunny is bein' held in an office, behind a locked door," Hardison added, pointing to a blue door in the distance beyond the maze of scenery. "The guards will be patrolin' the entire backstage, which means you'll have to find some way to keep the guards from spottin' you while you navigate the area an' as you find some way of breakin' into the office."
"You've got five minutes to plan. Then it's time to get to work."
“Whiskers and Floppers and Cottontail are depending on you guys.” Parker put the bunny into a hat, and made it vanish. “Go get ‘em!”
The magician snickered again and Eliot snorted, then tried to turn it into a cough. Unsuccessfully. "Man," he muttered to Hardison. "Tell me you're recordin' that."
"Like I'd pass this opportunity up for the world, yo."
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Listen/Socialize/Observe
Strategize!
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"Then we grab a few top hats and coats from backstage and walk straight up to the office. We're the plants and assistants for the night, and no one is gonna know otherwise."
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She considered the scenario for a moment or two longer.
". . . keelah, we're really trying to steal -- er, rescue -- a small fuzzy animal here, aren't we."
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Teamwork!
[RNG declares team three is fastest, then team one, then team two!]
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You know, when he wasn't chuckling over that magician.
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Stealing the Magician's deck of cards was just caviar on top of ice cream.
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OOC