fandomhigh | Scoobying Workshop #3, Afternoon 6/6/2006 (Main Campfire)

[Roster]

There's a table out by the unlit campfire again, however this time it contains not healthy snacks, but an array of familiar white boxes from Jeff, God of Biscuits. Not doughnuts, though, as the open boxes (with a curious ferret seated next to them sniffing...curiously) illustrate.

Pies. Cream pies.

Xander grins as he holds one up. "So today we're gonna talk about another valuable position on the team that doesn't get a lot of attention in the pre-title credits -- the comic relief."

He waves with the pie. "Okay, so unless your team happens to be a circus act, security detail for a bakery, or extras on the set of a Mel Brooks film, you probably won't come across a lot of literal pie-in-the-face situations, but it's sort of the classic example. The comic relief is the guy or girl or...other, if you happen to be a demon or an alien, I guess, who de-fuses the tension when the group needs it. Or maybe you distract the bad guy while the powerhouses whomp him on the head, or the gun-people get ready to make with the loud shootyness of bangbang.

Sometimes this means you get the witty quips; sometimes it means you do the pratfall. Some people are better at one than the other, and that's fine too - it's always good to know your strengths."

Xander points to himself. "I like to think I'm good with the quippy, but then again, so're most of my friends, so for me, it pays to be well-rounded. I can take a pie in the face with the best of them."

He looks out over the assembled students and grins. "Anybody wanna test me on that?"

Jamie (multi_madrox)	Jamie raises his hand and waves it emphatically. "Ooo! Ooo! Me! Me!"
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander peers out at the students as if he heard nothing. "What, nobody?"
Jamie (multi_madrox)	Jamie multiplies so there are now four of him and they shout in chorus: "OVER HERE! US! PICK US!"
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander snickers and points. "Okay, fine. One pie, though. I didn't get enough for you to waste four on me." He puts down the pie he was holding, and indicates free pick of the spread on the table.
Jamie (multi_madrox)	"Only one?" Jamie asks. "That's no fun." Jamie picks up a pie and smiles. "Of course if you plan on dodging..." The four Jamies surround Xander and begin to toss the pie between themselves. "I wouldn't recommend it," one of the Jamies finishes.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	"Well, no," Xander says, turning rapidly from Jamie to Jamie to try to follow the game of Who's Got The Pie. "But the element of surprise is supposed to be part of the funny."
Jamie (multi_madrox)	Which is why during the pie tossing back and forth? One of the other duplicates picks up a second pie and yells out Xander's name right before he throws it.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander, sure he knows exactly where the pie is -- with the second Jamie on the left -- turns instinctively at the sound of his name.
Bridge (bridge_carson)	Bridge makes a ferret-y "eep!" noise and ducks outta the way of the pie.
Jamie (multi_madrox)	And if the pie throwing dynamics are correct? Xander's face should be full of lemon cream. Unless he ducks of course.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander's face is totally full of lemon cream. And pie-crust, for a few seconds, til the weight of that slides it away and he's left with a fluffy white face-mask. He points blindly in a random direction, knowing there's probably a Jamie in it. "Excellent use of the element of surprise."
Jamie (multi_madrox)	Jamie gloats like a gloating thing. All four of them.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	"So is this: surprise - you've got detention. I said one pie, dude."
Jamie (multi_madrox)	"What? But... but... I already have detention. And... and... I only used one pie." Yes. That is a chin wibble you see.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander points. "Element of surprise, Exhibit B. Funny. Now granted it wouldn't be funny if I was actually giving him detention; it'd just be mean. But since I was employing a little of last week's lesson on lying your ass off, it's completely morally acceptable to laugh at the look on his face right now."
Jamie (multi_madrox)	So at this point? Jamie just goes ahead and throws the second pie. Detention be damned.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	SPLAT. "I...totally asked for that." Xander wipes piecrust off his face, and tastes coconut cream. "Exhibit C. Variation on a theme."
Jamie (multi_madrox)	Jamies? Yeah they're back to the gloating thing. "So? Detention?"
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander shakes his whipped-cream-encoated head. "Nah. You had at least a three-pie safety margin for that."
Jamie (multi_madrox)	Yes, the thought does cross his mind. But being in the principal's office twice in a week isn't his idea of fun. "Good to know. I'll keep that in mind for future demos."
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander points again, this time with at least a small amount of accuracy, though his open eyes are basically glints of brown in a sea of whipped topping. "Exhibit D: knowing when to end the joke. Muy impressive, and thanks for the assist."
Bridge (bridge_carson)	At this point, Bridge comes out from where he was hiding, scrambles up onto Xander's shoulder, and calmly begins licking away at the pie topping.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	Xander, after a moment of blinking, just points, without actually pushing him away. "Exhibit E: Ferrets, like monkeys, almost always funny."

[Pre-played with and many thanks to multi_madrox and bridge_carson.]

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Nadia blinked. "Yeah, I don't get it."

Zack looked somewhat crestfallen. "Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle?"

"Um," said Nadia.

"That you cannot precisely measure both the momentum and the position of an elementary particle?"

"Oh. . . ." said Nadia. "So he was unfortunate because he . . . could?"

"He knew what momentum his keys possesed so therefore he didn't know..."

Nadia still didn't get it.

"Oh, right, ha! Good one!"

Luckily Zack didn't get that Nadia didn't get it. He grinned at her. "If Schroedinger's Cat walks into a forest, and no one is around to observe it, is he really in the forest?"

". . . Maybe?"

Nadia was totally going by the uncertainty part of that last joke. She had the uncertainty down pat, man.

"Exactly!"

Nadia was rapidly losing track of things.

"Um, why did the chicken cross the road?"

Zack? Was a bit of a dork. "It was uncertain if it could make it, but wanted to try on general principles."

Nadia's mouth stayed open for a bit. "I was going to say 'to escape a political coop'."

Zack laughed. "'Political coop'."

Nadia grinned. "So this grasshopper walks into a bar. The bartender says, 'hey, we have a drink named after you!' And the grasshopper says 'you have a drink named Doug?'"

"Two men walk into a bar, the third one ducks."

That one, Nadia actually got. She giggled. "This guy walks into a psychiatrist's office with a duck on his head. The psychiatrist says 'Can I help you?' and the duck says 'Yeah, get this guy off my ass.'"

"A duck goes into the drugstore, asks for a packet of condoms, storekeeper says 'You want these put on your bill?', duck replies 'I'm not that kind of duck!'"

Nadia doubles over, giggling.

[ooc: s'all good! Night!]

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