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fandomhigh2022-03-29 04:03 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2022-03-29 04:03 am
Rage Against the Machine: Etc, Etc, Etc; Tuesday, Second Period [03/29].
Class was meeting that week in a classroom. Not the classroom sim in the Danger Shop, but an actual classroom, so that was something fun and different, huh? Thankfully, though, they would not be spending much time there.
"Airight, guys," Summer started, "so. Some of you who've been around for a while probably have figured out what's up with this week, but for those of you where are new, we're going to take a break from all that revolution stuff to dip our toes into a little Fandom 101, because sometimes, it's kind of criminal how ill-prepared some of the newbies are for this kind of crap, amd I'm definitely reviving that class in the fall, but that's neither here nor there.
"You see," she continued, leaning against the front of the desk at the front, "every so often, usually in the springtime, but not always, the island seems to release this....stuff in the air, colloquially known as sex pollen...that basically turns up everyone's already probably pretty volitile hormones because a) teenagers and b) this island's Hot Person Quotient is off the fucking charts...to eleven. Seriously, if any of you guys are big nerds and want to know more, my boyfriend has stacks of research into this stuff, because he's a big fucking nerd, too. And you know what? Hey, if you're into that and you've got someone or someones to work it out with, it's actually pretty great. But if you're not currently having the best luck in that field or you're just, you know, reasonable and don't appreciate outside influences having that much power in how you feel, it can really, really suck.
"Which is why," Summer was now clearly coming around to the conclusion, pushing off from the desk and weilding an odd gun sort of thing glowing with pink energy, "we're taking a field trip today. An actual field trip, into space, about as far from Fandom's current tainted air as you can get, to give yourself a little break with some...well, I'm not going to say fresh air, more like...definitely alien sweat and cheap beer air, which, hey, might be worse on the scale of making you horny, I won't judge, but you're basically taking a field trip to a space arcade, that's not half bad. Consider it a shore leave.
"Because of that, though," she added, "try to keep a low profile. Shore leaves are great when you're in the middle of a space revolution, it's important to be able to unwind, but you've got to keep in mind that anyone could be watching, and if you gain too much attention, it can lead to some bigger problems down the road. Am I just cloaking a request for you guys to behave yourself in the space arcade as a shoehorned lesson about not drawing too much attention to yourself during an active revolution? Maybe. Do you want to take that chance?"
She trailed off, giving a shrug as her general answer to that rhetorical question, then turned a dial or two on her portal gun before shooting it at the wall and gesturing the swirling pink portal that it produced.
Could she have just gotten a Portalocity portal for this? Yes. But Portalocity portals didn't look like large, glowing, sparkling and pulsating vaginas like Summer's did, which was obviously way funnier right now.
"It's totally safe, by the way," she assured them, which always helped with convincing something was safe, really. "But if you'd rather take a pass and stay here for the class period, that's totally valid, too."
"Airight, guys," Summer started, "so. Some of you who've been around for a while probably have figured out what's up with this week, but for those of you where are new, we're going to take a break from all that revolution stuff to dip our toes into a little Fandom 101, because sometimes, it's kind of criminal how ill-prepared some of the newbies are for this kind of crap, amd I'm definitely reviving that class in the fall, but that's neither here nor there.
"You see," she continued, leaning against the front of the desk at the front, "every so often, usually in the springtime, but not always, the island seems to release this....stuff in the air, colloquially known as sex pollen...that basically turns up everyone's already probably pretty volitile hormones because a) teenagers and b) this island's Hot Person Quotient is off the fucking charts...to eleven. Seriously, if any of you guys are big nerds and want to know more, my boyfriend has stacks of research into this stuff, because he's a big fucking nerd, too. And you know what? Hey, if you're into that and you've got someone or someones to work it out with, it's actually pretty great. But if you're not currently having the best luck in that field or you're just, you know, reasonable and don't appreciate outside influences having that much power in how you feel, it can really, really suck.
"Which is why," Summer was now clearly coming around to the conclusion, pushing off from the desk and weilding an odd gun sort of thing glowing with pink energy, "we're taking a field trip today. An actual field trip, into space, about as far from Fandom's current tainted air as you can get, to give yourself a little break with some...well, I'm not going to say fresh air, more like...definitely alien sweat and cheap beer air, which, hey, might be worse on the scale of making you horny, I won't judge, but you're basically taking a field trip to a space arcade, that's not half bad. Consider it a shore leave.
"Because of that, though," she added, "try to keep a low profile. Shore leaves are great when you're in the middle of a space revolution, it's important to be able to unwind, but you've got to keep in mind that anyone could be watching, and if you gain too much attention, it can lead to some bigger problems down the road. Am I just cloaking a request for you guys to behave yourself in the space arcade as a shoehorned lesson about not drawing too much attention to yourself during an active revolution? Maybe. Do you want to take that chance?"
She trailed off, giving a shrug as her general answer to that rhetorical question, then turned a dial or two on her portal gun before shooting it at the wall and gesturing the swirling pink portal that it produced.
Could she have just gotten a Portalocity portal for this? Yes. But Portalocity portals didn't look like large, glowing, sparkling and pulsating vaginas like Summer's did, which was obviously way funnier right now.
"It's totally safe, by the way," she assured them, which always helped with convincing something was safe, really. "But if you'd rather take a pass and stay here for the class period, that's totally valid, too."
Sign In - RatM, 03/29.
Re: Sign In - RatM, 03/29.
Re: Sign In - RatM, 03/29.
Re: Sign In - RatM, 03/29.
Listen to the Lecture - RatM, 03/29.
Or you can stay, too, that's totally fine. You do you, babes.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - RatM, 03/29.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - RatM, 03/29.
Okay. Maybe she didn't really think this out thoroughly, but in her defense, it was a miracle she was even in class right now.
"Yes," she said. "I know what it looks like. It's just a portal. It doesn't bite."
Sometimes they did!
Re: Listen to the Lecture - RatM, 03/29.
What? Sometimes hers were pink and sparkly too, it depended on
her artisther power level at the time. All she cared about was getting OUT.Blips and Chitz! - RatM, 03/29.
As an incredibly popular chain of adult-focused video game arcades throughout Summer's galaxy, Blips and Chitz offers a wide variety of state of the art games and attractions, overpriced bar food, and alcohol. Sorry, kids, Summer's already talked to the bartenders (this was a class! If you're real torn up about it, she promises she'll give you a discount if you swing by Caritas tomorrow night!), but she had footed the bill to give everyone a playing card with a butt load of credits on it to spend at will. Hey, maybe you'll even earn enough prize tickets to get yourself a Vindicators pencil topper or a Two Brothers bouncy ball!
Of course, the crowd favorite is still Roy: A Life Well Lived, a reality simulator where you play as Roy and guide him through his day-to-day, but the latest upgrade in the sequel Roy 2: Dave is getting some attention, too.
You might want to avoid the far inferior copycat Troy, where everything is cardboard.
Please feel free to mod whatever sort of weird space consoles or meta-games you'd like, but good luck getting the skinny teenagers and the one surprisingly agile space blob off the Dance Dance Evolution! machines.
Talk to the Teacher - RatM, 03/29.
OOC - RatM, 03/29.
I will always enjoy a good Blips and Chitz episode~