The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 2)

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Wednesday afternoon once again found Harper in the dangershop, with his feet up and a can of Sparky.

After the class had signed in and found places to sit or lean, Harper stood up. "All right, last week we studied team-building. Today comes the important collaterally to team building, a little thing I like to call threat recognition."

"Now you don't want any team you might build to be made of people who'll throw you to the Magog the first chance they get. Unfortunately, in this big, bad, universe, people don't go around wearing signs proclaiming their back-stabbing abilities. In fact they'll go to great lengths to hide it until they can take advantage of you. For example the hot babe charmed by your wit might really be a phase-shifting, tesseracting, servant of evil, or your ship's avatar's slimy new robot boyfriend might really be a psychotic High Guard warship, intent on wiping out all spacefaring life from the universe." Harper did not sound the least bit bitter of those two examples. Really.

"Clearly, if you want to survive, and not end up dead or worse, you have to find a way to uncover the level of threat someone poses to you," Harper said. "Which brings me to the lesson."

Harper fiddled with his remote and three people appeared at the front of the room.

The first was a furry, batfaced creature, with nasty sharp pointy teeth and large claws, dressed in a robe.

The second was a tall, muscular man with a stern expression, laden with weapons. An astute observer would have notice three nasty looking bone spurs sticking out of each forearm.

The third was…purple. And bouncy. With a forked tail.



"These are Rev, Tyr, and Trace," Harper said, pointing at each in turn. "Your job today is to determine who exactly out of these three is the most dangerous, and why."

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Comments

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron went back to the headdesking.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Your just going to make it worse doing that," Molly pointed out.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yes," he agreed. "But maybe the world will go away."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly shook her head. "It'll still be there when you wake up again."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"They might have forgotten about the radio!" He argued.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Poor Cam," Molly said as she reached over and stroked his hair. "I'm sure they'll forget about it in no time."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron looked up at her. "Oh come on, you don't even believe that."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly pulled her hand back. "It's the radio," she pointed out. "Everybody knows they exaggerate."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Sighing, he rubbed his forehead. "Yeah, I know. Sorry. It's just... not been a good day."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"It's okay," Molly said quietly. "I'd better actually go participate in class now. I'll talk to you later." She stood up, gave him a quick pat on the shoulder and went back to where she'd been sitting earlier.