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fandomhigh2018-07-02 07:40 am
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Netflix 101, Monday
The classroom was set up with a TV that may or may not have been stolen from elsewhere in the building. It was really sort of up in the air. Probably best to air on the side of 'that shit stolen', though.
"Welcome to our bullshit class that we're honestly surprised even got approved. I mean, wow. The creative bankruptcy in this idea is right up there with rebooting old TV shows on Netflix," Wade said.
"But, I mean, the paperwork was stamped by a moose, so what do you expect?" Vanessa asked. "Honestly, guys, we just want to keep our paychecks. We've got a wedding to pay for. But lucky for you, that means a summer in the air conditioning watching TV. The best of all possible worlds. So, today, we're going to teach you how to set up your account and--no, I'm just kidding. We're going to teach you how to get someone else to give you their password so you can save your coins." It was a very important skill.
"Or steal it from them with your skills at seduction," Wade suggested. "We stole ours from the cop who used to live next door. I wonder what he's doing these days..."
Probably dragging a vault down a street in Brazil via tandem driving with his girlfriend's brother he was also in love with. You know. Normal things. "I don't know, but I know his cover ID's credit card stopped working," Vanessa grumped. Hence having to pay for their own wedding. "Anyway, remember, any tactic is okay. Seduction. Threats. Begging and citing how broke you are this month and you'll totally only use it for a little while. But not bribery, because remember, the point is to not pay for it."
"So!" Wade clapped his hands before rubbing them together. "Let's roleplay--not that kind--and you can see if you're able to con Netflix out of your classmates somehow."
"If you don't already have a password, that's okay, just make one up. But if you do have an account and don't share the real password with your friend in need, then what kind of a monster are you, really?" Vanessa asked. "Now go, roleplay. But seriously, keep your clothes on."
"Welcome to our bullshit class that we're honestly surprised even got approved. I mean, wow. The creative bankruptcy in this idea is right up there with rebooting old TV shows on Netflix," Wade said.
"But, I mean, the paperwork was stamped by a moose, so what do you expect?" Vanessa asked. "Honestly, guys, we just want to keep our paychecks. We've got a wedding to pay for. But lucky for you, that means a summer in the air conditioning watching TV. The best of all possible worlds. So, today, we're going to teach you how to set up your account and--no, I'm just kidding. We're going to teach you how to get someone else to give you their password so you can save your coins." It was a very important skill.
"Or steal it from them with your skills at seduction," Wade suggested. "We stole ours from the cop who used to live next door. I wonder what he's doing these days..."
Probably dragging a vault down a street in Brazil via tandem driving with his girlfriend's brother he was also in love with. You know. Normal things. "I don't know, but I know his cover ID's credit card stopped working," Vanessa grumped. Hence having to pay for their own wedding. "Anyway, remember, any tactic is okay. Seduction. Threats. Begging and citing how broke you are this month and you'll totally only use it for a little while. But not bribery, because remember, the point is to not pay for it."
"So!" Wade clapped his hands before rubbing them together. "Let's roleplay--not that kind--and you can see if you're able to con Netflix out of your classmates somehow."
"If you don't already have a password, that's okay, just make one up. But if you do have an account and don't share the real password with your friend in need, then what kind of a monster are you, really?" Vanessa asked. "Now go, roleplay. But seriously, keep your clothes on."