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knightinshinarmor) wrote in fandomhigh2026-01-27 10:47 am
Basic Training, Tuesday
Gambit had missed class last week. He wasn't going to mention it if the students didn't.
"Welcome back," he greeted as the students arrived. The Danger Shop was set up to resemble a humid jungle environment today. "And welcome to the Savage Land." He looked around at the trees. "Or a reasonable approximation, I guess. It's a jungle in here, but out there?" He gestured over his shoulder at the edge of the treeline. "Out there is Antarctica. Trust me, you don't want to be out there. Not unless you've got ice powers or something."
Or you were possessed by an energy ghost and had a god-like alternate self around to rescue you when even the energy ghost couldn't help, anyway.
"What's a jungle doing in Antarctica? One of life's little mysteries. And anyway, the fact that this is a jungle ain't the most important bit."
An uncanny -- but not Uncanny -- roar sounded in the distance.
"That's a t-rex," Gambit said cheerfully. "You'll also find sabertooth tigers, giant crocodiles, and basically any other big prehistoric predator you can think of out here. They ain't gonna argue with you. They're not gonna care if you agree with them or not. They just gonna eat you. Kill or be killed, kids -- or run away and hide, that's a good option too." He grinned. "Have fun, neh?"
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"Welcome back," he greeted as the students arrived. The Danger Shop was set up to resemble a humid jungle environment today. "And welcome to the Savage Land." He looked around at the trees. "Or a reasonable approximation, I guess. It's a jungle in here, but out there?" He gestured over his shoulder at the edge of the treeline. "Out there is Antarctica. Trust me, you don't want to be out there. Not unless you've got ice powers or something."
Or you were possessed by an energy ghost and had a god-like alternate self around to rescue you when even the energy ghost couldn't help, anyway.
"What's a jungle doing in Antarctica? One of life's little mysteries. And anyway, the fact that this is a jungle ain't the most important bit."
An uncanny -- but not Uncanny -- roar sounded in the distance.
"That's a t-rex," Gambit said cheerfully. "You'll also find sabertooth tigers, giant crocodiles, and basically any other big prehistoric predator you can think of out here. They ain't gonna argue with you. They're not gonna care if you agree with them or not. They just gonna eat you. Kill or be killed, kids -- or run away and hide, that's a good option too." He grinned. "Have fun, neh?"
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Sign in
Re: Sign in
Re: Sign in
Re: Sign in
Get the lay of the land
Re: Get the lay of the land
He felt the intro was a bit pointed, and scowled. He was perfectly capable of killing things, he just felt other options should be explored first!
Re: Get the lay of the land
Re: Get the lay of the land
"I've never been to my Earth's Savage Land," she mused, picking up a large stick and hefting it in her hands. "But I believe the three rules are Adapt, Improvise, and Survive."
Could she summon her Soul Staff or use magic? Yes, probably, but she was willing to take this as the challenge it *could* be.
Dinosaurs!
Re: Dinosaurs!
Surely whatever a "t-rex" was, it was along the same lines as tigers and crocodiles, right? They couldn't climb well.
Re: Dinosaurs!
Re: Dinosaurs!
He waved a thank-you to Arden and kept an eye out. "Is that what a 't-rex' is?"
Re: Dinosaurs!
She'd spent seven years raised in a kill-or-be-killed realm. Sabertooth tigers, giant crocodiles, dinosaurs... they were animals, and animals were usually just hungry, not deliberately malicious like demons.
Yana was spending the class silently moving through the undergrowth, memories of stalking with Cat as a child flooding back and guiding her steps. Seeing how close she could get to something without it noticing, and then playing a fun game of smash-tag: could she hit it hard enough to send it packing, or did she have to try and out-run something angry with large teeth?
Look. You have your definition of 'fun.' Illyana has hers.
Talk to Gambit
Look, after awhile these things just become part of the landscape, as it were. Eventually, you might even get so blase that you can hang out there in your underwear while the dragon that brought you asks philosophical questions over his dinosaur lunch.
You know, for instance.
OOC
Wanh wanh.