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fandomhigh2021-12-13 04:40 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2021-12-13 04:40 am
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Badass Bitch Survival Guide: Multiverse Edition; Monday, Second Period [12/13].
Just for shits and giggles, Summer decided that she was going to go ahead and hold this last class for the semester in the danger shop....classroom sim. Look. It was never going to get old, okay? But at least she was running the one from ages ago where, occasionally, some dinosaur or other weird flying creature would pass by the window, just to make things mildly more interesting.
She leaned on the front of the desk at the front of the classroom, arms folded and faintly grinning as she looked them over and shook her head.
"So," she said, "I know I talked about this last week, but since this is our finals week, I'm not going to make you guys take some lame test or something, but, instead, I want to sort of focus on the idea that everyone's definition of badass is going to be a little different. Both me and Rosa, for example, believe in a few of the same badass virtues, but our approaches and execution are pretty different. And that's a good lesson all its own; badass comes in many different flavors. And that's why, today, for your last class, we're going to explore what badass means to all of you. Simple as that. Sort of like a final essay, except I'm not making you write it, you just have to come up here, give a little speech about what being a Badass Bitch means to you, open yourself up to questions and discussion from the class, and hopefully, like, inspire each other or some shit like that, and we can go forth in our badassery, so on and so forth. Easy."
She grinned faintly at them again.
"Who's going first?"
She leaned on the front of the desk at the front of the classroom, arms folded and faintly grinning as she looked them over and shook her head.
"So," she said, "I know I talked about this last week, but since this is our finals week, I'm not going to make you guys take some lame test or something, but, instead, I want to sort of focus on the idea that everyone's definition of badass is going to be a little different. Both me and Rosa, for example, believe in a few of the same badass virtues, but our approaches and execution are pretty different. And that's a good lesson all its own; badass comes in many different flavors. And that's why, today, for your last class, we're going to explore what badass means to all of you. Simple as that. Sort of like a final essay, except I'm not making you write it, you just have to come up here, give a little speech about what being a Badass Bitch means to you, open yourself up to questions and discussion from the class, and hopefully, like, inspire each other or some shit like that, and we can go forth in our badassery, so on and so forth. Easy."
She grinned faintly at them again.
"Who's going first?"