Summer Smith (
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fandomhigh2022-04-19 04:32 am
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Rage Against the Machine: Etc, Etc, Etc; Tuesday, Second Period [04/19].
If anyone was expecting for the final in this class to be anywhere else but the danger shop...
...well, Summer could make the argument for having it in actual space instead, and she was the type of person to consider taking that risk, but losing a kid in space during a potential galactic infiltration mission was not only look bad on her record, but it would probably incur a lot of paperwork. So danger shop it was!
They were gathered in some nice, generic space-ified hangar bay of sorts, all shiny chrome and blinking lights and a lot of computer screens and techno props that didn't really do much except look sci-fi, or whatever, and if the students didn't already know where this was going, then they really hadn't paid much attention in this class, had they?
"Alright," Summer said, "final exam, which means its crunch time, which means we've managed to infiltrate the evil galactic empire's totally subtle and suuuuper secretive, really, base and we're here to try and put an end to it. How, you ask? Well, obviously, that's up to you guys. Who doesn't like a nice, open-ended final like that, right? So you've got a little bit of time to try and hash out some plans amongst yourself, ask questions about pertinent and maybe helpful information, or just set out to go rogue and see what you can accomplish as a lone wolf and we will all be very impressed. And then have at it, see what you can do, and we'll try and take this mother down. Of course, weapons and other gadgets that might be helpful are available to you as well, and anything else you can think of, because, hi, it's the danger shop, we can pretty much do whatever.
"So! Any questions for me before you get going on the revolution?"
...well, Summer could make the argument for having it in actual space instead, and she was the type of person to consider taking that risk, but losing a kid in space during a potential galactic infiltration mission was not only look bad on her record, but it would probably incur a lot of paperwork. So danger shop it was!
They were gathered in some nice, generic space-ified hangar bay of sorts, all shiny chrome and blinking lights and a lot of computer screens and techno props that didn't really do much except look sci-fi, or whatever, and if the students didn't already know where this was going, then they really hadn't paid much attention in this class, had they?
"Alright," Summer said, "final exam, which means its crunch time, which means we've managed to infiltrate the evil galactic empire's totally subtle and suuuuper secretive, really, base and we're here to try and put an end to it. How, you ask? Well, obviously, that's up to you guys. Who doesn't like a nice, open-ended final like that, right? So you've got a little bit of time to try and hash out some plans amongst yourself, ask questions about pertinent and maybe helpful information, or just set out to go rogue and see what you can accomplish as a lone wolf and we will all be very impressed. And then have at it, see what you can do, and we'll try and take this mother down. Of course, weapons and other gadgets that might be helpful are available to you as well, and anything else you can think of, because, hi, it's the danger shop, we can pretty much do whatever.
"So! Any questions for me before you get going on the revolution?"

Re: The Brainstorming Thread! - RatM, 04/19.
She turned on her heel. "Don't worry, I was already leaving."
Re: The Brainstorming Thread! - RatM, 04/19.
But not the time. Not the fucking place. No one was convincing anyone of anyone here, so Summer let that breath out long and slow and let her go, and turned her attention back to the people who were here to actually learn.
And who obviously didn't need to have taken that whole 'attendance is not mandatory' thing a little more to heart.