fandomhigh | Return of Fandom Gladiators; Thursday, Third Period [07/09].

~~Assuming the school was on a generator, at least for the duration of workshops, because I did NOT have a good back-up plan~~ Rosa generally looked forward to running this class, but she had to admit, this week in particular had an added interesting element because she figured it might be a little easier getting everyone into absurd spandex when the other options provided by the island really weren't that much better.

They would also find themselves in a ridiculously obnoxious stadium. Today, the center was set up with a series of platforms in a row on one side, and a much higher set of platforms on the other side with ropes hanging down, all set over a vast pool of water. Water that might look nice and refreshing and cool but was actually just slightly warmer than lukewarm because Rosa was mean and thought it was hilarious.

Rosa, already decked out in her own spandex because what she had left to wear was really not appropriate for class anyway, waited until it looked like everyone was there to get started. "Welcome to Fandom Gladiators," she said, "a reference I'm sure very few of you actually get, unless you've had this class when I've taught it before in the past, in which case, why are you back, and should I be worried about you? Anyway, this is a competition class, where I'm going to pit you all against each other in stupid games and over-the-top challenges for no reason except for the fact that I think it's funny. I guess you could argue that it might help better your atheletic prowess, your skill, your stamina, but that arguement would be dumb.

"First things first," she gestured toward a collection of helmets, knee pads, and elbow pads. "Suit up. Yeah, I know it's the Danger Shop so no one gets hurt, but it's a traditional uniform for this kind of thing." Which was kind of true? "Also, the island has been nice enough to not take away these fantastic singlets to really get everyone in the spirit of the tournament.

"Now, since this is the first week, there's usually some kind of introductions, but here's the thing: I don't care who you are. Especially not in the class, because as soon as you enter this arena, you're going to be someone else. You are a Fandom Gladiator, and that means you have to pick your gladiator name. Make it something cool and intimidating, like Hawk or Nitro or Storm. Bonus points if you put together a backstory or gimmick, but choose wisely, because once you pick your gladiator name, you're going to be stuck with it for the rest of the class.

"With one exception." Here, Rosa seemed to almost grin a little. "For today's competition, we'll be doing the Human Cannonball, which is not as cool as it sounds, because there are no actual cannons involved. But you will get to fly at each other and try to knock each other down, so there is that. I've added a water element, too, in the spirit of the week, and a prize. Whoever wins today gets the prestigious honor of getting to rename one of their fellow Gladiators, and the name they choose will be their new name for the rest of the session.

"Any questions? If not, let's suit up and get started."

[[ and ~~you know I've got~~ OCD ~~for this one~~ is up! Go forth and gladiator! ]]

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And Rosa has managed to get to the head of the line for this round, and just because she was the teacher (or maybe actually specifically because she was the teacher), she wasn't showing any mercy or even giving Justice much time before she grabbed a hold of the rope and went swinging for her, feet first, with determined and precise aim.

Breq had planned to just dodge, as that seemed to be the easiest way, but she misjudged Rosa's ability to aim, and the force was enough to push her off the platform.

She wasn't going to admit that it did feel a bit humiliating.

Return of Fandom Gladiators; Thursday, Third Period [07/09].

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Re: Human Cannonball - Fandom Gladiators, 07/09.