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fandomhigh2022-07-07 03:49 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomhigh2022-07-07 03:49 am
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Fandom Gladiators; Thursday, Third Period [05/13].
Yoga had been surprisingly great, but maybe a little too chill for Rosa to want to keep up consistently. The beastly savagery demanded a return, and so she found herself, once again, back in the ridiculously stupid Fandom Gladiators mod here in the Danger Shop, and loving every second of it.
"Well, everyone," she started, "congratulations on being in the coolest class available in the summer," yes, cooler even than Paintball, she knew that was a bold claim, but she was going to stand by that, dammit, "Fandom Gladiators, where weekly, you'll be put to the test in a series of physical challenges to see who comes out on top...or at least sucks less than the others. My name is...not important, because when we're in the arena, we will only be known by our gladiator names. Mine is Exterminator. I have lived up to that name through many, many Fandom Gladiator classes in the past. So, you're all going to pick your own gladiator name...or get assigned one by me, which you do not want. Trust me on that. You want something cool and intimidating, like Hawk or Nitro or Storm. Bonus points if you put together a backstory or gimmick, but choose wisely, because once you pick your gladiator name, you're going to be stuck with it.
"Then? We're going to suit up," she gestured toward the collection of foam pads and helmets, "because even though this is the Danger Shop so no one will really get hurt, it's part of the traditional Gladiator uniform. And if you were an idiot and didn't wear clothes you can move easily in, don't worry. We have you covered with some clearly very flattering gym uniforms.
"And once that's out of the way," Rosa finished, "get ready, because we're doing Human Cannonball. Not as cool as it sounds, but you still get to run into people, so still pretty cool. I'll explain more when we're finished suiting up and naming ourselves. You." She quirked her chin up at the quintessential nearest random person. "You go first."
"Well, everyone," she started, "congratulations on being in the coolest class available in the summer," yes, cooler even than Paintball, she knew that was a bold claim, but she was going to stand by that, dammit, "Fandom Gladiators, where weekly, you'll be put to the test in a series of physical challenges to see who comes out on top...or at least sucks less than the others. My name is...not important, because when we're in the arena, we will only be known by our gladiator names. Mine is Exterminator. I have lived up to that name through many, many Fandom Gladiator classes in the past. So, you're all going to pick your own gladiator name...or get assigned one by me, which you do not want. Trust me on that. You want something cool and intimidating, like Hawk or Nitro or Storm. Bonus points if you put together a backstory or gimmick, but choose wisely, because once you pick your gladiator name, you're going to be stuck with it.
"Then? We're going to suit up," she gestured toward the collection of foam pads and helmets, "because even though this is the Danger Shop so no one will really get hurt, it's part of the traditional Gladiator uniform. And if you were an idiot and didn't wear clothes you can move easily in, don't worry. We have you covered with some clearly very flattering gym uniforms.
"And once that's out of the way," Rosa finished, "get ready, because we're doing Human Cannonball. Not as cool as it sounds, but you still get to run into people, so still pretty cool. I'll explain more when we're finished suiting up and naming ourselves. You." She quirked her chin up at the quintessential nearest random person. "You go first."
Re: Class Activity: Gladiator Names - Gladiators, 07/07.
...also possibly what she'd used the last time she was in this class, but that was decades ago, so damned if she could remember.