fandomhigh | Ethics, Friday, September 4, 2020

"Hello, everyone," Anakin said, sweeping into the room. "It's gratifying to see so many familiar faces in class today because it lets me know that you are not afraid of asking tough questions of yourselves and your fellow students." He leaned against the desk at the front of the class. "For those of you who don't know me, I'm Anakin Skywalker, the Dean of Students and your ethics teacher for this semester. Traditionally this is the week for introductions, but it's Friday and you're already probably very tired of this."

He smiled. "Too bad. We're going to break into groups of three ~~based on how you sign in~~ and play a game. You must come up with two things the three of have in common--the stranger the better. Perhaps you're all from the same dimension, or have all been bitten by a gremlin, or your names all have the same number of vowels, or you've all eaten the Monday breakfast that Wayne makes. Then you get to tell the group what your two things are, and we'll decide which is the oddest."

He smiled again. "And since this is an ethics class, you must choose whether you are telling us things you actually have in common or just two things you made up and agreed to."

As students who had taken the course before knew already, everything was a series of interlocking tests in Anakin's class.

"You may begin."

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"We still need a third!" Yana yelled at the rest of the class, rolling her eyes at the slowness of people to get going.

"Ugh. While we wait...I doubt we're from the same universe, so that's out as a truth or a believable lie." Illyana squinted at her, almost looking past her, really. "Your magic doesn't look right for my world."

[OOC: let me know if that's OK, I can edit! I didn't see anything on Adora's posts or profile if someone would be able to sense her She-Ra magic.]

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"Think anyone will buy it if we tell them we're all natural blondes?" Mae suggested, coming over.

She might not agree she looked like a cat, but she definitely knew she didn't look like a blonde.

"I mean, maybe we could convince them that yours is a dye job," Illyana mused. "--But that would require a lot of dye."

"Maybe we start off with obvious real ones? Like, we all participated in paint ball yesterday, or we're all sapient personages. And then throw in something that's still believable...like... I don't know. We all like sweets. Or speak multiple languages."

"We could say we were all born on a full moon!"

"Good," Illyana approved. "And it might even be true... that day might have been a full moon in another universe that's not the one we were born in."

Choosing your words (and lies), like magic, was all about technicalities and precision.

"We all participated in the paint ball ambush yesterday. We were all born on a full moon. What do we want to say for the third?"

"Or your planet has more than one moon." Because, yeah, that was taking getting used to...as was the whole sun thing, aaaand now Adora was wondering if the planet she'd been stolen from as a baby even had a moon.

She shook her head. "None of us are from around here?" she tried. "Some of the people here seem surprised by magic, or people not being human."

“Not a human, not from around here,” Illyana agreed. “...Is anyone actually from here?”

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