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fandomhigh2020-02-04 06:48 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2020-02-04 06:48 am
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The Multiverse is F'ed, Y'all - Tuesday, Second Period [02/04].
Today, the students would find the Danger Shop set up to look like some sort of beautiful underground utopia that merges soft, pastel colors with curved archetectural aesthetics, mojito bars, tea shops, small plate restaurants, and shopping, you guys, like so much shopping. And as you got settled in and looked around, they might notice that the place was entirely populated by incredibly tall woman with six arms, two sets emerging from their torsos and one set emerging from the sides of their heads. For the most part, they went about their business, chatting away with each other and greeting each other with soft and friendly "I'm here if you need to talk"s, and ignoring the students.
For now.
"Morning, everyone," Summer greeted them all with a wry smile. "And welcome to Gazorpazorp, which means today, we're talking about gender politics! Aren't you excited!"
Don't answer that; it was rhetorical.
"Anyway," Summer continued, "it doesn't take long to be on Earth to know that that planet has a real problem with the patriarchy, and, thankfully, that definitely isn't the case with the galaxy as a whole. It's still way more prevelant than it really should be, but then there are places like this, Gazorpazorp, which is a planet in the Andromeda Galaxy in my dimension, that is run entirely by its female population. The male population tend to be mindless violent sex freaks, and so they've actually banished them all to the planet's wasteland of a landscape, and procreate through the use of incubating sex droids that they send out to the males every once in a while, collect them after the males have had their way with them, and then let the babies gestate until birth. When the babies are born, the females are kept here and raised in a loving and caring environment, while the males are shot back out into the wilderness via cannon, where they will no doubt continue the cycle of violence and sex because that's generally what happens when a society goes and seperates itself by gender norms that only propegate the system instead of attempting to improve on it or make things more equal for society as a whole.
"Sidenote? These sex robots are exactly the reason why I actually have a half-Gazorpian nephew. His name's Morty Jr., he's actually writer, and he's a pretty cool dude once you realize that he's just doing the best he can considering my brother was an absolute dink about knowing how to raise him. But that's neither here nor there. The moral of the story is that a society, whether it's hyper-patriarchal or hyper-matriarchal, that goes to an extreme one way or the other is pretty much going to kind of suck. Like, those of us in this class right now who identify as ladies? Are going to have a great time here. There's plenty to do, there's spas, everyone can get a little catty, but I mean, who isn't? This is basically a presumed utopia for us. As far as those of you who are a bit more on the male side of things?"
And this was when a flock of Gazorpian warriors set upon our poor two male studentsassuming they were both there.
"Yeah. You're kind of about to be put to death, because no men allowed in the city, by penalty of execution. Them's the breaks! Unless, of course, your lovely classmates of the 'fairer sex' can do what I had to do for my grampa the last time I was on Gazorpazorp, and that was make a case for why we shouldn't, you know, just kill people just because of how they were born. Sooooooo....have fun with that, you guys!
"Also? Just to, you know, add a little flavor text to this crass and rudimentary example of gender social politics, the preferred method of execution in this case in, in fact, being crushed under a giant rock."
Which was, as she coveniently now pointed out, right over there, waiting with rock-like anticipation as it teetered at the edge of a tall cliff and looking big enough to crush at least half a dozen Grogs.
"Alright, ladies. Let's see what you've got."
[[my computer has crashed at least twice while writing this now, so let's see just how long the OCD takes me... yay! I did it! Have at it! ]]
For now.
"Morning, everyone," Summer greeted them all with a wry smile. "And welcome to Gazorpazorp, which means today, we're talking about gender politics! Aren't you excited!"
Don't answer that; it was rhetorical.
"Anyway," Summer continued, "it doesn't take long to be on Earth to know that that planet has a real problem with the patriarchy, and, thankfully, that definitely isn't the case with the galaxy as a whole. It's still way more prevelant than it really should be, but then there are places like this, Gazorpazorp, which is a planet in the Andromeda Galaxy in my dimension, that is run entirely by its female population. The male population tend to be mindless violent sex freaks, and so they've actually banished them all to the planet's wasteland of a landscape, and procreate through the use of incubating sex droids that they send out to the males every once in a while, collect them after the males have had their way with them, and then let the babies gestate until birth. When the babies are born, the females are kept here and raised in a loving and caring environment, while the males are shot back out into the wilderness via cannon, where they will no doubt continue the cycle of violence and sex because that's generally what happens when a society goes and seperates itself by gender norms that only propegate the system instead of attempting to improve on it or make things more equal for society as a whole.
"Sidenote? These sex robots are exactly the reason why I actually have a half-Gazorpian nephew. His name's Morty Jr., he's actually writer, and he's a pretty cool dude once you realize that he's just doing the best he can considering my brother was an absolute dink about knowing how to raise him. But that's neither here nor there. The moral of the story is that a society, whether it's hyper-patriarchal or hyper-matriarchal, that goes to an extreme one way or the other is pretty much going to kind of suck. Like, those of us in this class right now who identify as ladies? Are going to have a great time here. There's plenty to do, there's spas, everyone can get a little catty, but I mean, who isn't? This is basically a presumed utopia for us. As far as those of you who are a bit more on the male side of things?"
And this was when a flock of Gazorpian warriors set upon our poor two male students
"Yeah. You're kind of about to be put to death, because no men allowed in the city, by penalty of execution. Them's the breaks! Unless, of course, your lovely classmates of the 'fairer sex' can do what I had to do for my grampa the last time I was on Gazorpazorp, and that was make a case for why we shouldn't, you know, just kill people just because of how they were born. Sooooooo....have fun with that, you guys!
"Also? Just to, you know, add a little flavor text to this crass and rudimentary example of gender social politics, the preferred method of execution in this case in, in fact, being crushed under a giant rock."
Which was, as she coveniently now pointed out, right over there, waiting with rock-like anticipation as it teetered at the edge of a tall cliff and looking big enough to crush at least half a dozen Grogs.
"Alright, ladies. Let's see what you've got."
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Sign In - Multiverse, 02/04.
Re: Sign In - Multiverse, 02/04.
Re: Sign In - Multiverse, 02/04.
Re: Sign In - Multiverse, 02/04.
Re: Sign In - Multiverse, 02/04.
Listen to the Lecture - Multiverse, 02/04.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - Multiverse, 02/04.
Explore the City - Multiverse, 02/04.
Or maybe that's just Summer?
Sorry, though, guys, you're not going anywhere.
Leave the City - Multiverse, 02/04.
Seriously. Do NOT leave the city, unless you want to be immediately beset upon by giant, hairy, six-armed, four-eyed Gazorpian males who will not hesitate for a second to attack.
BUT...the option is there. And it's the Danger Shop, so Summer is absolutely not against anyone wanting to get out there and learn by trial and respawns.
Defend your Classmates! - Multiverse, 02/04.
Or don't. That is totally a valid option, too.
(Sorry, guys).
Re: Defend your Classmates! - Multiverse, 02/04.
"What if we like, agreed to the whole 'going somewhere else and doing things with sex robots' part? Would that be okay?"
Re: Defend your Classmates! - Multiverse, 02/04.
Re: Defend your Classmates! - Multiverse, 02/04.
While Mar-Sha was just going to demand in her bold, sultry voice, "Silence! These terms are unacceptable!"
Her ire then shifted toward the other students, "And this behaviour is incomprehensible! How can you allow your males to speak in such an insubordinate fashion and allow it to go unpunished? Explain yourselves!"
Talk to Summer - Multiverse, 02/04.
Say what you will about overly oppresive matriarchal societies, but they know how to do chocolate, trust.
OOC - Multiverse, 02/04.
Except, you know, only a bit.