fandomhigh | Scoobying Workshop #2, Afternoon 5/30/2006 (Main Campfire)

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There are drinks set out on a folding table near the unlit campfire, and a couple of baskets filled with apples, oranges, and bananas, because sometimes you have to balance out all the doughnuts/twinkies/s'mores, after all. There's also a cardboard box at each end of the table, as yet unopened. Xander is standing in front of the table handing out cups.

"You'll probably each want something to drink, because I'm gonna make you talk, and some of you might be the type to get dry throats when you do this kind of talking.

Last week we looked at one specific job someone might have on a team; this time, we'll go with a skill that can be useful for anybody when you're trying to support your fellow Scooby-types -- or your flashy superpowered leader, if you have one. I figure we'll probably switch back and forth between those two things each week for most of the workshop, and look at putting them together towards the end.

So what skill comes in really handy when you're trying to investigate a crime, stop the bad guys, rescue the princess or otherwise save the day for goodness, justice, puppies, and truth?

The ability to lie your ass off.

I know that sounds kind of contradicty, like 'jumbo shrimp' or 'bad pie,' and some of you guys may not be down with bending the truth until it squeaks, but the fact is that sometimes you' might have to, at least for a while. You may need to cover for your friend with the secret identity, or your entire group that just cut class to go slay ~~vampires~~ dragons, or yourself, if you're in the wrong place at the wrong time. And hey, maybe you'll get lucky enough not to need it -- but it's a skill you should have, just in case."

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"uhh.." Shiro's tail flicked against his leg, "you know thats a good question." He nodded, "yeah, you're right, two's the lie...."

"Maybe you should bring it up to him." Blair nodded. "See if you can get him to go with something more dark and evil-y. Like the High Poobah of Darkness or the Spectar of Sinister or..." Blair bounced for a moment. "Oooh! Maybe something republican-esque. That would be very evil."

"Republa-what?" Shiro blinked at the bouncing man.

"Republican." Blair bounced and shuddered. "It's a latin term meaning 'rich white males who hate the enviroment' and they're the worst of The Man."

Shiro wrinkled his nose, "great." He paused, "who's The Man? Is he here?"

Blair looked around carefully. "You never know, man. You never really know."

The fur on Shiro's hidden tail and ears was standing on end. "F&%^#-A!" He exclaimed! "Who is this guy and what the hell does he want?!"

"He's wants to keep us down." Blair raised his fist high. "Damn the Man!"

"Down?" Shiro repeated. The only Down he knew of was Hell. Humans wanted to put other humans in Hell? Or maybe it was one of Oscar's men coming back and cleaning house.

Shiro swallowed hard, "Oh crap."

"Exactly." Blair nodded seriously, feeling like he was spreading the word about the evils of The Man.

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