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fandomhigh2016-08-30 08:29 am
uncertain_dume) wrote in fandomhigh2016-08-30 08:29 am
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Culture Shock: Adjusting to Life on the Weird Side, Tuesday, Period 2
"Hi there!" Cecil waved at the students as they sat. "Welcome to class today. This is Culture Shock. I'm Cecil."
"And I," Kanan said, a little less enthusiastically, mostly just because it was difficult for anyone to be quite as enthusiastic as Cecil, "am Kanan. I'm also not exactly from around here, but then, I suppose it's safe to bet that neither are any of you."
Call it a hunch.
"Everybody's from someplace a little different," Cecil said. "Fandom's a really nice place, but anywhere can feel a little weird if you're not used to it. So that's what this class is about - getting used to Fandom and not getting really overwhelmed."
"If we do our jobs right, you can probably take what you learn here and apply it to wherever you end up going after Fandom, too," Kanan added. "After all, you'll hopefully be more used to the way the island works with or without our help by the end of the semester, but if you can deal with this place, you can probably learn to live just about anywhere."
"So," Cecil said, "let's start with introductions! Just tell us who you are, where you're from, the weirdest thing about Fandom so far, and...oh! What you hope to learn from us. Like, 'hi, I'm Cecil, I'm from a wonderful little town called Night Vale, the weirdest thing here is the librarians that aren't really very aggressive, and...well, the last one doesn't apply."
"And I'm Kanan. I came here from an ugly little planet called Gorse, and the weirdest thing that I've encountered around here..." Kanan paused for a moment. The honest answer here would almost certainly be something about how there were other Jedi still alive. And there was no way in hell he was giving the honest answer, thank you. "... Is probably Cecil."
He meant that in the nicest way possible. And then he clapped his hands together and kept talking before anybody could protest that one.
"So! Let's hear it from you guys. Name, something about where you came from, what's thrown you off about Fandom the most, and anything you're hoping to learn in our class. Go."
[OOC: Open!]
"And I," Kanan said, a little less enthusiastically, mostly just because it was difficult for anyone to be quite as enthusiastic as Cecil, "am Kanan. I'm also not exactly from around here, but then, I suppose it's safe to bet that neither are any of you."
Call it a hunch.
"Everybody's from someplace a little different," Cecil said. "Fandom's a really nice place, but anywhere can feel a little weird if you're not used to it. So that's what this class is about - getting used to Fandom and not getting really overwhelmed."
"If we do our jobs right, you can probably take what you learn here and apply it to wherever you end up going after Fandom, too," Kanan added. "After all, you'll hopefully be more used to the way the island works with or without our help by the end of the semester, but if you can deal with this place, you can probably learn to live just about anywhere."
"So," Cecil said, "let's start with introductions! Just tell us who you are, where you're from, the weirdest thing about Fandom so far, and...oh! What you hope to learn from us. Like, 'hi, I'm Cecil, I'm from a wonderful little town called Night Vale, the weirdest thing here is the librarians that aren't really very aggressive, and...well, the last one doesn't apply."
"And I'm Kanan. I came here from an ugly little planet called Gorse, and the weirdest thing that I've encountered around here..." Kanan paused for a moment. The honest answer here would almost certainly be something about how there were other Jedi still alive. And there was no way in hell he was giving the honest answer, thank you. "... Is probably Cecil."
He meant that in the nicest way possible. And then he clapped his hands together and kept talking before anybody could protest that one.
"So! Let's hear it from you guys. Name, something about where you came from, what's thrown you off about Fandom the most, and anything you're hoping to learn in our class. Go."
[OOC: Open!]
Re: Introductions!
Hint, hint.
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When you thought you ran the whole world, you didn't name it, okay? "There's a song about it and everything!"
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Then, to the more important part, "Which song?"
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"There are despots and dictators
Political manipulators
There are blue bloods with the intellects of fleas
There are kings and petty tyrants
Who are so lacking in refinements
They'd be better suited swinging from the trees
He was born and raised to rule
No one has ever been this cool
In a thousand years of aristocracy
An enigma and a mystery
In Meso American History
The quintessence of perfection that is he
He's the sovereign lord of the nation
He's the hippest dude in creation
He's a hep cat in the emperor's new clothes
Years of such selective breeding
Generations have been leading
To this miracle of life that we all know--"
"It goes on," Kuzco said, "and it's better with the Theme Song Guy and the backup dancers."
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"Where I come from, the Emperor is significantly more intimidating," Kanan mused. Helpfully. Really. And not actually just being a somewhat amused ass. "It's going to be an adjustment not always getting your way, I'm guessing?"
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Sorry not sorry, Kuzco.
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