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fandomhigh2020-09-07 03:48 am
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Creative Weaponry; Monday, Second Period [09/07].
This week, the class would find themselves in a dark, dank cavern, illunated softly by a few torches and bioluminescent plants, passages winding away into the unknown depths of a goblin kingdom. Before them, several cells of wood and iron bars awaited them with the promise of the challenge to come.
"Morning, everyone," Amaya greeted them with a nod and a faintly apologetic smile. "I've got some bad news for you. While you were all able to fend off that first attack of goblins last week, there was an even bigger group of them waiting in ambush further down the road, and you've all been captured, so into the cells you go, where you'll find your next challenge."
Assuming, of course, there weren't any particular objections with just playing along, anyway, though if there were, she'd consider them.
She hadn't even intended to make this sort of a story, following a narration of a sort, but the thought just struck her and she decided to roll with it to see where it went.
"Now," she said, once that was settled and everyone was in, "all is not lost, however, because while you may not have your usual weapons, you are not without resources, and the goblins have just delivered your meal. They'll be back around in about half an hour to collect the dishes and be generally obnoxious at you, because that's just what goblins do, and that will be your opportunity to strike. But what will you strike with? How can you use what you've got around you now to fight your way out of this particular conundrum?
"Efficiency is nice, and preferred if this were the real world," she continued, "but remember that there's a Creative in title of this class, so see if you can really wring your noggin' for something that isn't so obvious or easy. Everyone pretty much has the same things to work with in this one, with one exception: it appears that there is something left behind by a previous occupant, if you can find it, and perhaps that may be the key to your solution.
"Everyone ready?" Amaya nodded, pounded a fist into her palm. "Let's get this show on the road."
"Morning, everyone," Amaya greeted them with a nod and a faintly apologetic smile. "I've got some bad news for you. While you were all able to fend off that first attack of goblins last week, there was an even bigger group of them waiting in ambush further down the road, and you've all been captured, so into the cells you go, where you'll find your next challenge."
Assuming, of course, there weren't any particular objections with just playing along, anyway, though if there were, she'd consider them.
She hadn't even intended to make this sort of a story, following a narration of a sort, but the thought just struck her and she decided to roll with it to see where it went.
"Now," she said, once that was settled and everyone was in, "all is not lost, however, because while you may not have your usual weapons, you are not without resources, and the goblins have just delivered your meal. They'll be back around in about half an hour to collect the dishes and be generally obnoxious at you, because that's just what goblins do, and that will be your opportunity to strike. But what will you strike with? How can you use what you've got around you now to fight your way out of this particular conundrum?
"Efficiency is nice, and preferred if this were the real world," she continued, "but remember that there's a Creative in title of this class, so see if you can really wring your noggin' for something that isn't so obvious or easy. Everyone pretty much has the same things to work with in this one, with one exception: it appears that there is something left behind by a previous occupant, if you can find it, and perhaps that may be the key to your solution.
"Everyone ready?" Amaya nodded, pounded a fist into her palm. "Let's get this show on the road."
Re: Make your Weapons - Weaponry, 09/07.
She sat to meditate and think. She could of course use the Force, but this was supposed to be creative.
After a while, she got up, pulled the globe out of its stand, and threw it at the wall with just a little push so that it would shatter. She cleared the area in front of her cell door, then poured the porridge and water out there and put the pieces down over it, curved side down. There, nice and slippery. She spread just enough straw over the top to hide it in the dim light and waited, the globe's stand in hand.