fandomhigh | Summer Session 2, Scoobying Workshop #2, Afternoon 7/18/2006

[Roster]

There are drinks set out on a folding table near the unlit campfire. 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.

"This one might go a lot easier than it did last time, considering what I'm gonna do today is make you talk, and after this weekend, I don't think anybody's gonna have a problem coming up with things to say. There's a catch to it, though, and it'll be a little different than when the last class played this game, too."

"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. We'll 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 ~~creepy guys with scalpels~~ jello 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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[Open like a thing I am not lying about being open! Posted early because as with last week, work, she shall be nuts, so my availability to ping in will also be limited and erratic.]

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"Robbing banks." Parker paused, thinking. "Wait. Hmmm.... Yes. Robbing banks. After hours. Like Kittychick."

Broots's eyebrows shot up. "Any preferance for a get away car?"

"A Yugo." Parker winced. "God. Yes. Best car ever." She pouted at Broots. "I love this game. Really."

Broots grinned. "Definetly. Except now I'm kind of wondering how exactly you came up with half of that."

Parker gave him a deadpan look, then grinned. "I subscribe to newsletter?"

Broots snorted. "You with a sibling is an idea I'm having trouble wrappnig my mind around. Pretty much like my sister acting anything but blonde."

Parker stared at him a long moment, then said, "If I'd ever had a sibling, I'm sure it would've been a girl." She paused. "Your sister is blonde"

"My sister acts blonde." Broots corrected. "She's a brunette. I'd hate to see what you'd do if you had a younger sib."

"Me too." Parker doesn't look like she means it, though. "That would... suck." She forced a smile. "Good thing it'll never happen, right?"

"Not suck." Broots corrected and tried to find a new word. "Just ... strange." He grinned. "Maybe you wouldn't be so spoiled."

"I will always be this spoiled." Which may or may not be true, so hey. "Stranger than snake shoes." She smiled slightly. "But ultimately, besides the point. Since my evil twin Ermintrude is more than enough."

Summer Session 2, Scoobying Workshop #2, Afternoon 7/18/2006

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