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Badass Bitch Survival Guide; Monday, Second Period [08/30].

If the moose was going to insist that a goddamn institution at this school like the Badass Bitch Survival Guide was to go in a different direction this semester, then, goddammit, Summer was going to take it in a different direction, crash it into a tree, refurbish the thing from the scraps, and make it her own. If anything, she felt those differences would distinguish her class from Rosa's enough that they were safely avoiding any copycat or copyright infringement territories, and, honestly, it was kind of just a name, Summer was pretty much planning on teaching the same multiversinal bullshit she usually taught.

Which was why the students were directed to meet in the Danger Shop for this class (and most classes to follow), and when they got there, they'd find themselves entering a space bar filled with all sorts of colorful and interesting characters that was not at all remnicent of iconic space bars from other wildly popular sci-fi franchises, how dare you.

That's right, Summer was holding her first class in a fake space bar. Tell her that wasn't completely on brand, though. Go on. She'll wait!

She did, however, call out from the large booth she'd commandeered for the class, waving a hand and waving them over. "Hey, everyone! Over here, come have a seat!" she said, taking particular care to notice how her various new ~~victims~~ students might react to some of the patrons around the bar as they made their way over.

"Awesome," she said, once everyone seemed to be there and joined her at the table. "Cool, so, obviously, you're all here for the Multiverse Edition of the Badass Bitch Survival Guide, and if you don't know me already, my name is Summer, I'm going to be your teacher for the semester, and we are going to have a lot of fun. Basically this class is sort of going to get you prepped for whatever the multiverse might try to throw at you, because, well, I'm sure most of you," she gave a particularly sympathetic smile to the one face in the group she definitely didn't recognize, although there were quite a few names on the list that were new-sih to her as well!, "already know or have sort of figured out that Fandom High is sort of a hub for this sort of thing. There's a good chance that all of us come from different places and background and universes, but we're all brought here together in this weird little school where your Monday morning classes are taking place in a fake space bar filled with alien creatures that you may have never seen before.

"Now, typically, the people on Fandom tend to run a little more humanoid, standard human shape," she continued, "with a few noteable exceptions." S'up, Sidon? "Which is why I wanted us to come here for our first class, because, as far as the universe goes? That's a little weird, and one of the first things to really get a grip on for Multiversinal Survival is knowing how not to gawk at that giant guy lumbering over there by the door or to at least pretend to not get grossed out by the person who is definitely oozing all over her stool.

"First, though, we're going to break the ice here," her hands sort of gestured over the table, "with each other, because we're going to be in this together, and we might as well get to know each other, right? So we'll do the whole introductions things, but I'd like you to also tell me...and your classmates...about where you're from in particular, because that's helpful to know what sort of place you're coming from, you know? Are you familiar with multiversinal travel already? What about space travel? Or just experience visiting other countries? Where are you coming from, and where would you like to go? That sort of thing.

"And," she smiled a little at them, "when we're done with that and we've kind of gotten comfortable with each other, the rest of the class is going to maybe push you out a little to get comfortable with...everyone else. I'd like you to go out there and introduce yourself to someone new, preferably someone you find particularly different and interesting. Strike up a conversation. Figure out if you can even communicate effectively with them. This is the Danger Shop, so it's all a simulation, so you don't have to worry about pissing someone off on accident and having them try to tear off your limbs or shoot you with a bone melting plasma ray. Today's class is mostly just about learning to be comfortable with what the multiverse might throw at you, and if you're already used to associating with a lot of different aliens or creatures, then you've kind of got a leg up this week. And if not? Then it's a good taste of what you can sort of expect from this class."

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Adding some local color to the scene.

Alara Kitan

Kiem Tegnar

Belle

Malia Tate

Nell Ingram

You've just gone from a high school to a space bar! Which is probably pretty expected and typical for some of you, a little odd for a few others! But you're there, and then you're sitting in a booth with your classmates and your teacher while a few aliens scope you out with their multiple eyes and suspiciously bubbling or steaming drinks, you know, totes normal.

At least there was no denying that this class was going to be a big departure from what they'd get if this was still Rosa behind the wheel.

So this was what aliens looked like? That oozing was fascinating, butKiem did his best not to stare.

How had they even ended up here? He was going to stop asking questions like that, since 'multiverse' was probably always the answer.

Belle had been around Fandom for enough months now, and had attended enough classes, that the aliens weren't terribly shocking. They were very interesting, to be sure, but she managed to avoid staring.

Malia was quite distracted by the local color, but had gotten better at not being obvious about trying to sniff everything.

Look, trying to take a bite out of a teacher this summer had taught her a thing or two. Namely that texture mattered a lot more to a human palate than it did to a coyote one, so trying to eat the things with feathers might not be worth the effort.

"Anyway," Summer concluded her preamble with a grin, "introductions. I'll go first. So...hiiiii, how's it going? For those of you who don't know, my name is Summer Smith, I'm a Fandom High alumna myself, and I usually teach about the multiverse and things like that because I have a lot of experience and I'm quite the multiverse-trotter, as it were. Even before I came here for school, I'd dealt with a lot of stuff like that and continue to do so and I really enjoy sharing my experiences and knowledge with you guys so that you can better navigate the multiverse, or, hell, even just Fandom Island, which will throw a lot of weird stuff at you, too, and we'll definitely be getting into some of that, believe me. That's kind of the basics, if you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask, but, in the meantime, let's hear about...." She gestured to the next random person, "you next!"

"I'm Alara Kitan," Alara said when it was her turn, "I'm a sophomore and I come from a planet called Xelaya in the 25th Century, the year 2410," she paused, "we don't have experience with multidimensional travel," at least as far Alara was concerned they didn't, "but we are capable of space travel and are a member of the Planetary Union - even though most Xelayans typically prefer to stay out of other planets' problems, and tend to stay on Xelaya"

Summer had to grin a little, at figuring that Alara probably had some space-y, future stuff going on, what with the 'pretty much human but with extra stuff on' aspects of her whole look, and she nodded a little. "So some of this might not be too weird for you," she said, "and some of it might. That's good! So...how does it feel, being from a more....I don't know, we'll say more introverted planet, but going to place like Fandom High were you sort of get to experience a lot more?"

“It’s certainly different,” Alara replied, “but I’ve definitely appreciated having opportunities to travel and see more of other planets that I wouldn’t have had the chance to otherwise,”

"Kiem Tegnar, I'm from the Iskat Empire, although no one here seems to have heard of it. I haven't actually travelled a lot, not even to any of the vassal planets, and everywhere else is very far away, so..."

He shifted a little.

"I haven't actually thought much about travelling. But I don't mind it! I like this place, for example."

"So far," Summer amended, a bit crypically, with the sort of knowing smirk to match, because honestly, trying to make newbies sweat sometimes was half the fun of teaching. "I'm sure there's a few things that'll happen to make you question that sentiment a little, Kiem, but, hopefully, we'll be able to get ahead of some of that with this class before the real messed up ones happen. You're definitely in for a ride, though, I can tell you that much, but, yeah, overall, this place is pretty great, there's just a few bumps here and there, and that's kind of the point of this class, to smooth them out before you go careening over them, you know?

"Anyway," she smiled encouragingly now, "welcome to Fandom, Kiem. I hope you at least have fun."

"I'm Belle," Belle said. "I'm originally from the kingdom of Misthaven and I've been at Fandom since January now. My realm is quite different from Fandom, or from here, and I think I am almost beginning to grow accustomed to the differences."

"Malia Tate," Malia said, waving slightly. "I'm from Beacon Hills, California, and before coming to Fandom I'd never really left Beacon Hills. Mostly because I spent half my life as a coyote, and I was really territorial about my little section of woods."

"I'm Nell Ingram," she said, still a little shocked at being in a class called, well, that, "And I'm not quite sure how I ended up in this class, honestly. I'm from the eastern Tennessee area and before I came here I'd never been more than a few miles from home."

A whole completely moddable space bar and its occupants are at your disposal! Stay glued to the table and your more familiar Fandom compatrioits, or venture out and get your social on! Grab a fake drink from the fake bar! Engage in some conversation with some interesting looking aliens! See if the house band knows 'Freebird'!

If you want to choose your own alien, I'll bounce of whatever you give me, or I can throw something at you from my repertoire, interact with each other in the space, too, if you like, basically just do your thing!

Even though Alara had been at Fandom for a over a year, she still felt rather awkward socialising in large crowds and so she decided to get one of the drinks and stood more to the side as she observed what was going on and see whether she would work her way up to starting up a conversation.

And that was when a small flying unicorn lamb ballerina trailing a rainbow and holding a comically large stein of beer fluttered her way over to Alara.

"Hi!" she chirped out in a sweetly pitched voice. "My name is Tinkles! Wanna be friends?"

“Um…hi?” Alara didn’t mean for that to sound like a question, “um…I’m Alara,” she wasn’t sure if this was normal but Summer had said it was a simulation so she could see how this played out, “sure,” she smiled, “we can be friends,”

Nell found most of the other beings more than a little odd, but a class was a class, so she asked for a glass of water, then looked around to see who she might talk to.

And, of course, if anyone should need to talk to Summer more directly, she is absolutely there and available and still not murdered for inadventently stealing another person's class! It's still early, though!

Might not be as active as I'd like due to the usual work-related shit-show I'm dealing with on the regular now, but, dammit, I'm gonna try!

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