fandomhigh | Monday - Period One: Fuck Yeah! Science!

Instructions had been sent out in handwavily means to tell all students to meet Barry at the park. When they arrived there they would find Barry had set up a few tables. One of them had various breakfast foods and beverages because it was fucking Monday morning and who wanted to deal with an 8:00 am class on an empty stomach? The second table had composition notebooks and a bunch of research materials on dinosaurs available.

The final table was off limits and had a sheet draped over it. Behind it was a very large tent.

"Morning. I'm Barry Ween and I was student much like yourself a few years ago," he said cheerfully once everyone had gathered. "So you're probably either an old hand at this or totally freaked out by now. My advice? Embrace the weird and your life will get a lot easier for you. Welcome to Fuck Yeah! Science! The whole point here is to have fun and make sure you learn something as well."

"Normally the first class is all about introductions. But fuck that. I'm turning all you motherfuckers into dinosaurs."

[ETA: Dinosaur icons are on the OOC thread if you need them]

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Astrid definitely had her reservations about this, but it didn't take long for her to reason that it wasn't any stranger than some of the other stuff that had happened to her here. She'd also had enough experience that, even though this was a new and unfamiliar teacher, that nothing was likely going to happen that would possibly go too wrong, right? And what would be the worse to happen if it did? She'd spend the rest of her life as a dinosaur, roaming the preserve, helping to manage to population growth of teal deer and alots. Seemed at least a little more exciting than being a lamb.

This would definitely be a story, too, and a possible source of inspiration for some new art, and it was miles ahead of the science lab she'd nearly fallen asleep in half the time back at Fairfax.

So now this was a thing, and the first thing she thought of now that she was a dinosaur emerging from the tent was how difficult it would be to paint with short arms and claws and whether there was enough prehensile ability in her tail to hold a paintbrush.

Barry gave Astrid some applause when she stepped out. "You look good... whoever you are," he said with a grin. "How do you feel?"

"I'm Astrid," she offered, and talking as a dinosaur and hearing it come out of her as she usually sounded only seemed to make her next statement that much more valid. "And I feel weird."

She did always have a knack for understatement...

"Yeah. Okay. That's a valid scientific observation," Barry said trying to hide a smile. "What's weird about it? Your senses? The temperature on your skin? What can you smell? It's probably better than you are as a human."

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