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The Multiverse is F'ed, Y'all - Tuesday, Second Period [01/21].

Did Summer feel a little bad about recycling something she'd used for her class with BDG ages ago? A little, but not a whole lot, especially since she was totally adding in a new element, and there were new people who hadn't experienced this one yet, so it was fine, especially since she felt she really needed to build up to some of the other things she had planned first.

And so, as the students came into the Danger Shop for class that day, they'd find a familiar scene: the park right here on the island, ducks and flamingoes and all. But not so familiar? The multitude of giant heads in the sky.

"Hey, guys," she greeted them with a small, almost apologetic smile, as if she had nothing to do with the giant floating heads in the sky. "Welcome back. Allow me to introduce you to the Cromulons, these giants head aliens that have come to Earth to--"

At that moment, as if on cue, the ground beneath them rumbled and split apart, cracking open a large fissure while lightning ripped through the otherwise perfectly blue (albeit head-filled) sky.

"--fuck our shit up. Unless, of course, we--"

And, again, as if on cue, because it was almost as if Summer programmed this whole thing to work this way or something, the largest, most golden of the heads in the sky cleared its throat and declared, in a big, booming voice, "SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT."

"That's right, folks," Summer continued, "these giant heads have come to Earth with the thread of destorying it, unless we, and I quote, 'Show it what we've got.' Now, there seems to have been two possible theories on what exactly the Cromulons are. On the one side," she gestured toward one side of the fissure, " are those who believe they are some sort of gods, and what they're looking for is appeasement and praise, as gods are wont to do. On the other side," she gestured to the other, "is the belief that it wants to know if we've GOT...a hit song. You see, the Cromulos apparently go around to other planets, demanding entertainment a la a live musical performance vis a vis American Idol, The Voice, America's Got Talent, blah blah blah, only...if they don't like what you got, they blow up your planet. You know. No big deal.

"This is, by the way, an actual thing that happened to my Earth. I was firmly on one of these sides and I am not going to tell you which because it was not a proud moment for me, but we live and we learn, and today, you're going to learn whether or not you can figure out how best to deal with these," she hitched her thumb over her shoulder, "jackoffs properly and save the Earth."

"SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT!" the Cromulon demanded again.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," said Summer, waving a dismissive hand and rolling her eyes. "We know, we know, we're showing you, chill. Alright, guys, you heard the giant head. Let's get this got."

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Like a giant head in the sky!

Prompto Argentum

Gratuity Tucci

Shuri

There isn't much. It's mostly just Summer trying to generally get an idea on where everyone sits generally on the whole 'there's giant heads in the sky' of it all.

PRASIE BE THE HEAD!

You get a cool head hat and there's tacos, plus there's the opportunity to tie up infidels to balloons to send them up to the heads as sacrifice!

Summer is not expecting too many people to go to this side, no, but she just wants everyone to know that subservience to random heads that show up on your planet is a solution and that choosing to do so is legit, if misguided, and it's totally understandable that you would think so to the point of almost sacrificing your parents...

....NO REASON.

*cough*

Cromulons feed on the talent and showmanship of less-evolved creatures, and so they want to see what the citizens of Fandom (or, at least, the students in Summer's class) have to offer on that field.

How convenient that there are plenty of moddable musical instruments and costumes at everyone's disposal! Get together, put on a show, and see if you're good enough to convince the Cromulons to not blow up the planet.

Yeaaaah, as tempting as the tacos may have been, Prompto was really feeling like he wasn't really digging things that just sort of loomed over you from the sky, and if all they wanted was music, that seemed like a pretty easy way to get rid of them, right?

"Sooooo," he offered, "I can't really play any instruments or anything, but I am really good at Guitar Hero and I freakin' love karaoke, if any of that's a good place to start?"

It's Fandom. Summer knows at least one of her students has already been through an alien invasion pre-Fandom, so she's not going to pretend none of them would attempt something that wasn't Option A or Option B, so here's your chance to make a bid for an alternative route!

"And . . . no one thought they were asking for a fight?" Tip asked, looking up at the floating heads. "'Cause I've got this gun that erases things that I wouldn't mind showing these suckers."

She had very little patience for alien invasions these days.

Summer felt a little bad for the look she passed over to Tip just then, especially when she sort of figured that's where Tip would lean on this whole thing, but, Tip. Come on. You were getting the abridged version here, since Summer figured they could skip all over the 'obvious attempts to fight back that didn't go so hot.'

But, since she asked...

"I mean," she said, "you're more than welcome to try, but let me just ask you this first: how many guns that erase things do you have and how many giant, all-powerful, world-destroying alien heads are up there?"

Because she was pretty sure the answer to one question was one and the answer to the other was a lot.

Yeah, but the thing about guns that erased things was, you generally didn't have to erase everything to get your point across.

"I mean, they just said 'show us what you've got'. It's not my fault they're being vague."

Maybe not, but also, Summer knew that Cromulons had absolutely no problem with destroying everything to get their point across, too.

"True," said Summer, "although I did sort of clarify on the vagueness with what they might actually be looking for. But hey, if that's what you've got, and that's what you've got to show, then..."

She gestured invitingly.

". . . I didn't actually bring it with me," Tip admitted. Look, this might be Fandom, but showing up to class with a gun still felt . . . crass. "I just, you know. Figured someone should ask. I was considering suggesting cats, too."

They'd been the answer to her Earth's invasions, after all.

Tiiiip. Please don't let this class be another example of just how increasingly jaded Summer was becoming, because it felt really uncomfortable wanting to facepalm over someone you considered a friend. Even though it did feel like it's been a hot minute.

"Okay, cool," she said. "So moving on from the mass genocide that you weren't even actually equipped for, tell me more about these cats."

Because that was much more in line with the critical 'let's try to avoid complete destruction of everything' thinking she was shooting for with this class.

Look, threatening Tip with mass alien invasions tended to bring out the eleven year old in her, alright?

"It doesn't have to be cats necessarily," Tip said. "Though they are really effective, since people tend to either really love or really hate them. Or, more importantly, be really allergic to them."

Which Summer totally understood, really, she did. But Tip wasn't eleven years old anymore, was she?

"So you're suggesting we throw cats at them with the hopes that they're allergic?" Summer asked. "I mean, it seems like a long-shot, but also? It wouldn't hurt to try. So then the next issue becomes actually getting the cats. They're, like, notorious for being especially hard to herd or whatever."

"You come from a world with a giant floating homeless man theme park," Tip said. "And floating head aliens. Are you telling me you don't have cloning or teleportation technology?"

"Is this the part where someone would try to seduce them?" Shuri asked. "Because I feel like that's a worrying trend around here."

"And, yet," said Summer, "you say things like that, and that only makes me want you to put your money-maker where your mouth is, Shuri."

"Hard pass," Shuri said, shuddering as she looked up at the floating head...thing.

God, she still remembers the Song of the Seven Contemplations of the Head that she and her exboyfriend created back then...

Taken, of course, from S02E05 of Rick and Morty, "Get Schwifty", which is all at once both stupid as hell but also beautiful and really easy to turn into a class.

I mean, Ice-T is a literal T made of ice in this episode. How can you NOT?

Edited 2020-01-21 12:16 (UTC)

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