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fandomhigh2018-08-30 09:43 pm
wrongkindofsith) wrote in fandomhigh2018-08-30 09:43 pm
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Team! Synergy! [Thursday, 1st Period)
Synergy! Cooperation! Monetize! Big Data!
Those were some of the words that were written on the board when the class arrived because they were all literally in the little booklet that the teachers were pulling this class from. So.
"I'm not even on YouTube anymore now that the guys don't work for Polygon," Magnus muttered under his breath, squinting at the board. "Maybe I can monetize the merchandising rights?"
Cara had no idea what Magnus was talking about, but that was going to be par for the course this semester. "So this class is about teamwork...synergy." She refused to pronounce the exclamation marks. "No so much punching."
Which was just as big a tragedy for her as you, guys.
"We can probably figure out punching too," Magnus added, shaking himself free of the lure of business buzz words. "Maybe a cool business fight club to promote teamwork!"
"...or something," Cara said dubiously. "Now according to the booklet, we're starting with 'introductory exercises for maximum trust.'"
"Trust falls!" Magnus translated for the rest of them. "Uh, we brought pillows in case people suck."
Or want to nap maybe.
Napping would probably be a better use of their time. "So tell us your name, throw yourself at the floor and trust the rest of the class to catch you," Cara said, refusing to demonstrate.
"I'll go first!" Of course he would. "I'm your teacher, Magnus Burnsides."
And then he sort of flung himself in Cara's direction. Because YOLO.
Only the fact they had to set a good example for the students stopped Cara from side-stepping and letting Magnus land on the pillows. "I'm Cara," she said, holding Magnus awkwardly at arms length.
Those were some of the words that were written on the board when the class arrived because they were all literally in the little booklet that the teachers were pulling this class from. So.
"I'm not even on YouTube anymore now that the guys don't work for Polygon," Magnus muttered under his breath, squinting at the board. "Maybe I can monetize the merchandising rights?"
Cara had no idea what Magnus was talking about, but that was going to be par for the course this semester. "So this class is about teamwork...synergy." She refused to pronounce the exclamation marks. "No so much punching."
Which was just as big a tragedy for her as you, guys.
"We can probably figure out punching too," Magnus added, shaking himself free of the lure of business buzz words. "Maybe a cool business fight club to promote teamwork!"
"...or something," Cara said dubiously. "Now according to the booklet, we're starting with 'introductory exercises for maximum trust.'"
"Trust falls!" Magnus translated for the rest of them. "Uh, we brought pillows in case people suck."
Or want to nap maybe.
Napping would probably be a better use of their time. "So tell us your name, throw yourself at the floor and trust the rest of the class to catch you," Cara said, refusing to demonstrate.
"I'll go first!" Of course he would. "I'm your teacher, Magnus Burnsides."
And then he sort of flung himself in Cara's direction. Because YOLO.
Only the fact they had to set a good example for the students stopped Cara from side-stepping and letting Magnus land on the pillows. "I'm Cara," she said, holding Magnus awkwardly at arms length.