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Phys Ed, Thursday, Per 2
Okay, so they had looked for the school's gymnasium. They'd looked. Other people'd had classes in the gym, right? So surely there must be one.
But Verity and Liam had opened every single door in this entire school (and, it being a castle, meant there were a lot of doors), and there was not a single gym to be found.
"Okaaaaaaaay," Verity said, once again in the Danger Shop. And casting concerned glances at the doors because Liam hadn't returned back from searching the school yet, even though class had started. "So, apparently the school gym doesn't exist. At least, not for us. So we're back in the Danger Shop."
Because this entire island was madness, that was why.
"So, today, we're going to try to play paintball," Verity announced, half her face in her hand. Because she didn't know what weird thing was going to happen, but she knew there was going to be something. "This wasn't what we originally had planned, but we're saving that for a day when we can find the gym. A gym. Any gym. Maybe just outdoors in the Preserve."
"I don't know how many of you have ever shot real guns," she continued, "but they're not at all alike. Paintball guns use compressed air to force the balls out of the muzzle. Spheres aren't exactly known for being aerodynamic, and the muzzle velocity is measured in hundreds of feet per second. In short, if we were comparing a paintball gun to a real gun in anything beyond weight and aesthetics, your best bet is to compare it to a Revolutionary War musket instead of anything modern. That being said, getting slapped with a ball of paint at eight hundred feet per second is still gonna sting like hell, so you'll all be wearing safety gear."
She nodded down at the simulated safety gear: goggles, padded vests, knee pads. Sure, they had the safeties engaged but a) the Danger Shop kept messing with things and b) this was gym class. Running around with a few extra pounds of gear was good for them.
"We've programmed - god help us - a paintball arena where there will be plenty of cover. It's a free-for-all, last person standing wins. There are tunnels to crawl through, trees and walls to climb, and plenty of places where you're going to need to run. Each person gets their own color paint, and the last person to get have fewer than five hits wins."
Once more, Verity glanced at the door, hoping Liam would show up. When he didn't, she sighed, pressed the button and...nothing.
Literally, nothing.
But Verity and Liam had opened every single door in this entire school (and, it being a castle, meant there were a lot of doors), and there was not a single gym to be found.
"Okaaaaaaaay," Verity said, once again in the Danger Shop. And casting concerned glances at the doors because Liam hadn't returned back from searching the school yet, even though class had started. "So, apparently the school gym doesn't exist. At least, not for us. So we're back in the Danger Shop."
Because this entire island was madness, that was why.
"So, today, we're going to try to play paintball," Verity announced, half her face in her hand. Because she didn't know what weird thing was going to happen, but she knew there was going to be something. "This wasn't what we originally had planned, but we're saving that for a day when we can find the gym. A gym. Any gym. Maybe just outdoors in the Preserve."
"I don't know how many of you have ever shot real guns," she continued, "but they're not at all alike. Paintball guns use compressed air to force the balls out of the muzzle. Spheres aren't exactly known for being aerodynamic, and the muzzle velocity is measured in hundreds of feet per second. In short, if we were comparing a paintball gun to a real gun in anything beyond weight and aesthetics, your best bet is to compare it to a Revolutionary War musket instead of anything modern. That being said, getting slapped with a ball of paint at eight hundred feet per second is still gonna sting like hell, so you'll all be wearing safety gear."
She nodded down at the simulated safety gear: goggles, padded vests, knee pads. Sure, they had the safeties engaged but a) the Danger Shop kept messing with things and b) this was gym class. Running around with a few extra pounds of gear was good for them.
"We've programmed - god help us - a paintball arena where there will be plenty of cover. It's a free-for-all, last person standing wins. There are tunnels to crawl through, trees and walls to climb, and plenty of places where you're going to need to run. Each person gets their own color paint, and the last person to get have fewer than five hits wins."
Once more, Verity glanced at the door, hoping Liam would show up. When he didn't, she sighed, pressed the button and...nothing.
Literally, nothing.
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Listen to the Lecture
Did the school eat him?
Yeah, Verity's actually a little worried the school ate him.
And the Simulation Starts...OR DOES IT?!?
Find the star and proceed to the next level. Beat five levels and you can escape.
Besides the star, there are other goodies floating in the rooms with you. There are pistols, which shoot one ball of paint at a time, shotguns, which have a limited number of shots, but spray a bit of paint around to give you a better idea of nearby walls, and grenades, which dump a LOT of paint over the walls, but you run the risk of getting spattered with paint yourself and having that count against your hits in the arena.
Exit the Invisible Maze...
[As per the OCD, Nina is actually the winner. Good job Nina!]
Re: Exit the Invisible Maze...
Nina was so there for all of that and her inexperience with the gun was mitigated by the practice she got going through the maze and by the time she hit the arena, well...
Hahahahahaha, you fools, you fools, this was the sort of thing Nina was meant to do and no one was going to touch her!
Talk to the...Teacher?
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