Scoobying Workshop #1, Afternoon 5/23/2006 (Held at Jeff, God of Biscuits today)

[soldtoarmenians]

[Roster]

A note was handwavily left at each cabin door this morning, letting the campers know where to meet, and that they should dress in shoes they don't mind running in, and clothes they don't mind getting jelly on.

Now, three tables along the window opposite the pastry cases are pushed together and covered with open white boxes of doughnuts. Yeast, cake, cruller, bearclaw, jelly, custard, cream puff and eclair, with sprinkles and without, they're all there. Chairs are arranged in a semi-circle around the boxes, and -- contain your shock -- where there are doughnuts, there's Xander. Once everybody's settled down, he grins, and holds up a cinnamon-powdered doughnut.

"This is Scoobying 101; I'm Xander Harris. Well, actually, this is a doughnut and I'm Xander, but the other way sounded more impressive. "

"Being a Scooby is more of a way of life than a thing you can hold up or chow down on." He takes a bite by way of demonstration. And politely actually swallows it before continuing. "It's a word we used back home to describe the gang of mostly -- hi there, Cordy - normal people who ended up helping out one of our friends who's kind of a superhero."

"The thing is, the girl in question's megastrong and martial-artsy...and impressively bendy... but she still ended up needing help from her friends, and we all found things we were good at that we could help with. And that's the deal here: not everybody has the flashy powers or the big guns or the superspy training, but everybody has something they can do to help. Hopefully by the end of the workshop you'll have an idea what that is for you, or at least know how to start looking."

"First day, I figured why not start small - and you can't get much smaller than the guy who makes the doughnut run, right? Trust me, I speak from experience." He picks up one of the boxes of doughnuts and models his impressive doughnut-box-carrying talents. "But the idea is to get you thinking about how to make the best use out of the skills you have, no matter how little or lame you may believe they are. "

"So today you have to figure out what's not lame about being the doughnut guy. In exchange you get...well." He points at the obvious -- though if it's not obvious or you're busy looking out the window, that'd be the baked goods. "If you can handle the job."

[ETA: You don't actually have to get your doughnut-reasons approved. ;-) Xander will wander in and out, but absolutely assume any reason you come up with is a good one, and mod your own doughnuts like the sneaky little doughnutmodders I know you all are.]



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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia double checked that her boots were on properly, tucked her box of donuts under her arm, and prepared herself for a lot of jumping and dodging.

Smooshed donuts still counted as donuts, right?

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

"I'm going to die," Zack remarked as he taped up his box of donuts to make sure none fell out.

[nadiathesaint]

"Just keep moving." Nadia smiled at him. "I'll keep an eye on you, if you like. I'm used to trying to hold on to stuff while running from people."

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Zack grinned. "Keep moving. I'll try to remember that."

[nadiathesaint]

"Dodge and weave. And fight dirty. No one will blame you if you trip Jamie."

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack nodded. "So, just like Christmas dinner back home, I can do this."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Two doubles approach Zack. "Okay kid. Hand over the crullers and nobody has to get hurt."

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack glared at the enemy stickbugs doubles. Luckily growing up in a large family meant only being menaced by two people wasn't so scary.

And gave you a couple of tricks.

He pointed and yelled dramatically. "OH MY GOD! A DISTRACTION."

Then he bolted in the opposite direction.

[nadiathesaint]

"That's the spirit!"

[ooc: omg, I <3 you so much!]

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for the advice!"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Only one of the dupes fell for that.

What can I say? He's not the brightest guy in the world.

The other dupe ran full blast after Zack while the other one took a few seconds to realized he'd be duped.

A duped duplicate. Who doesn't love good alliteration?

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack fled, fled like the geeky and didn't get outdoors quite often enough wind.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie isn't necessarily a fast runner. He is however in pretty good shape and both doubles are making pretty good time after Zack. "Give it up meerkat! Your jellies are mine!"

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

"Go eat a stickbug cookie instead!" Zack yelled as he skidded around a corner.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie of course started knocking on the table until about eight doubles appeared.

"Gentlemen? Time to steal the doughnuts."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander said nothing, just grinned and watched and chomped on a cruller. He hadn't been really careful about which half of the alphabetical list he'd started picking thieves from for just this very reason, or anything...

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

"I want to be on his team," Cordy said, impressed.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"What can I say? It's a gift." Jamie said with a grin.

[nadiathesaint]

"That is totally cheating." Nadia glared. She hadn't been his roommate long enough to figure out his big weakness yet, after all. "You're going to end up with another hangover, Stinkbug."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"I don't need everyone's doughnuts," Jamie said attempting to surround Nadia with two other doubles. "Just yours. Now give me two jellies and we don't have to do the cliche chase around fandom."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia raised an eyebrow. "You don't seriously think I'm going to just hand over my donuts, do you?" She thrust her right shoulder forward, holding the box of donuts low by her left hip, and charged at the Jamies near the door.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Shut the door! Block it!" Jamie yelled at the two remaining dupes who raced to get there before Nadia did.

[nadiathesaint]

Which would be exactly when Nadia ducked low and switched directions, sliding across the pastry store floor to head for the counter and hopefully, a back door.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Somebody get the back door!" Jamie shouted "Trap them in! It'll be like that movie Die Hard Kill Me with Difficulty! But with doughnuts!"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude duct taped it was in his pockets, shh his box of donuts to his board for safekeeping, his eyes narrowing as his hand clenched and he got cool background riffs. "Groovy."