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fandomhigh2021-12-06 04:08 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2021-12-06 04:08 am
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Badass Bitch Survival Guide: Multiverse Edition; Monday, Second Period [12/06
"Oh, hey, look at that," said Summer, once everyone was hopefully rerouted to the Danger Shop and ready to go. "I'm back! While it's been no Math, this class has been through a little bit of a tonal whiplash the semester, huh? But it looks like Rosa's still out, so, I don't know, I guess balance has been restored to the universe or some shit because we're back where we started, which is my class, thus multidimensional, thus Danger Shop.
"But you know what?" she added. "There's an important lesson in there for a badass bitch. Adaptability. Rolling with the punches. Dealing with three very different teacher attempting to generally teach you on the same subject and having pretty disparite views on it. A good lesson in knowing that most of us are probably just bullshitting anyway, so it's up to you to really decide what's helpful for you and what works, and dismiss everything else that isn't. And that's what we're going to work on a little bit today, but I'm going to add another layer to it, because I just spent the last few months working with a kickass team in space, and it's really shown me something you'll probably never hear Rosa Diaz talking about in one of her classes, and that's teamwork.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said, waving her hand a little. "Let's cut out all the cheesy Sunday morning cartoon bullshit about the power of friendship and shit like that, but, seriously, legitimately, one of the most badass things ever is having a good solid team that you know you can rely and depend on, and one of the key componants of that is knowing what everyone's strengths are and knowing how to use them to your advantage. And sure, if it weren't for me," excuse her a moment to preen, thank you, "using my portal gun to open up a connection to a denim dimension to destroy the New, NOT-So-Improved Galactic Federation's entire weapons system, it would have taken months more to finally defeat them. But, in the process, it was using the various strength and skills of our badass team of lady space rebels that got us there, and, really, I wouldn't have even had a portal gun if it weren't for my super-genius boyfriend and a mutual desire to get petty revenge on my sociopathic grampa by stealing and improving on his own design.
"So today," she finally concluded, "what I want you guys to do is take some time to get to know each other and what special skills one might contribute to a situation. Then, we're going to plop you into a situation and you have to work together to get through it, but the important thing is that everyone has to use their skills or talent or whatever in some way. Even if it's little, you're not only trying to solve the problem, but you've also got to figure out how to make everyone be able to shine a little bit. Maybe it'll all work out naturally, and you support eachother without even thinking. Or maybe it's a little bit of a pinch to work in someone's cat-juggling skills, but I bet you guys can definitely find a way to make it happen.
"Alright, twenty minute jam session, then off we go!"
"But you know what?" she added. "There's an important lesson in there for a badass bitch. Adaptability. Rolling with the punches. Dealing with three very different teacher attempting to generally teach you on the same subject and having pretty disparite views on it. A good lesson in knowing that most of us are probably just bullshitting anyway, so it's up to you to really decide what's helpful for you and what works, and dismiss everything else that isn't. And that's what we're going to work on a little bit today, but I'm going to add another layer to it, because I just spent the last few months working with a kickass team in space, and it's really shown me something you'll probably never hear Rosa Diaz talking about in one of her classes, and that's teamwork.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said, waving her hand a little. "Let's cut out all the cheesy Sunday morning cartoon bullshit about the power of friendship and shit like that, but, seriously, legitimately, one of the most badass things ever is having a good solid team that you know you can rely and depend on, and one of the key componants of that is knowing what everyone's strengths are and knowing how to use them to your advantage. And sure, if it weren't for me," excuse her a moment to preen, thank you, "using my portal gun to open up a connection to a denim dimension to destroy the New, NOT-So-Improved Galactic Federation's entire weapons system, it would have taken months more to finally defeat them. But, in the process, it was using the various strength and skills of our badass team of lady space rebels that got us there, and, really, I wouldn't have even had a portal gun if it weren't for my super-genius boyfriend and a mutual desire to get petty revenge on my sociopathic grampa by stealing and improving on his own design.
"So today," she finally concluded, "what I want you guys to do is take some time to get to know each other and what special skills one might contribute to a situation. Then, we're going to plop you into a situation and you have to work together to get through it, but the important thing is that everyone has to use their skills or talent or whatever in some way. Even if it's little, you're not only trying to solve the problem, but you've also got to figure out how to make everyone be able to shine a little bit. Maybe it'll all work out naturally, and you support eachother without even thinking. Or maybe it's a little bit of a pinch to work in someone's cat-juggling skills, but I bet you guys can definitely find a way to make it happen.
"Alright, twenty minute jam session, then off we go!"