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daybreakacademy2020-01-23 07:34 pm
nor_iron_bars) wrote in daybreakacademy2020-01-23 07:34 pm
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[Open] The Great Sled Race
Who: Jailbreak and whoever wants to make terrible life-choices for a good grade.
What: Magical transportation.
When: Late January.
Where: On a hill just outside campus.
Warnings: Reckless sled-driving, Jailbreak.
I. young blood
So, remember like five months ago when somebody said "can we have class outside?" [Jailbreak does double-fingerguns and winks at her class, apparently totally unbothered by the fact that she's standing in actual snow and still wearing a sleeveless top.] You're welcome.
[She's the worst.]
But seriously, today we're out here for one reason and one reason only: to let you guys see what you're gonna be working with for your next project.
[She grins, and gestures to the row of wooden toboggans behind her.]
See, we're gonna be having a little competition. One week from now, you're all gonna meet up here on top of this hill, and race to the bottom. First one to the finish line wins. In that time, you're allowed to modify these sleds in whatever way you want- magic, science, magic science- go nuts.
Winner gets a prize. The prize is secret for reasons.
As for cheating... well, you oughtta know class policy by now.
[She winks.]
If you don't get caught, it didn't happen.
[May God have mercy on your frostbitten souls.]
II. here to start a riot
[It's the day of the race.]
[Maybe you're here to race. Maybe you're here to watch. Maybe you're just hoping to prevent this from inevitably becoming a complete and utter disaster.]
[Whatever the reason, you're here. Up at the top of the hill is a starting line, down at the bottom is the finish, both of them clearly marked. Next to the starting line on either side are a pair of wooden benches, for spectators.]
[Jail is leaning casually on a large golden trophy cup that's sitting on the end of the bench. The cup has a lid, which is moving slightly. She leans a little more of her weight on it and the lid settles back down with a muffled rustling noise.]
[It's probably fine.]
Who's ready to race?
What: Magical transportation.
When: Late January.
Where: On a hill just outside campus.
Warnings: Reckless sled-driving, Jailbreak.
I. young blood
So, remember like five months ago when somebody said "can we have class outside?" [Jailbreak does double-fingerguns and winks at her class, apparently totally unbothered by the fact that she's standing in actual snow and still wearing a sleeveless top.] You're welcome.
[She's the worst.]
But seriously, today we're out here for one reason and one reason only: to let you guys see what you're gonna be working with for your next project.
[She grins, and gestures to the row of wooden toboggans behind her.]
See, we're gonna be having a little competition. One week from now, you're all gonna meet up here on top of this hill, and race to the bottom. First one to the finish line wins. In that time, you're allowed to modify these sleds in whatever way you want- magic, science, magic science- go nuts.
Winner gets a prize. The prize is secret for reasons.
As for cheating... well, you oughtta know class policy by now.
[She winks.]
If you don't get caught, it didn't happen.
[May God have mercy on your frostbitten souls.]
II. here to start a riot
[It's the day of the race.]
[Maybe you're here to race. Maybe you're here to watch. Maybe you're just hoping to prevent this from inevitably becoming a complete and utter disaster.]
[Whatever the reason, you're here. Up at the top of the hill is a starting line, down at the bottom is the finish, both of them clearly marked. Next to the starting line on either side are a pair of wooden benches, for spectators.]
[Jail is leaning casually on a large golden trophy cup that's sitting on the end of the bench. The cup has a lid, which is moving slightly. She leans a little more of her weight on it and the lid settles back down with a muffled rustling noise.]
[It's probably fine.]
Who's ready to race?
no subject
[The class can teach her the latter. The former, honestly, she probably already has more of than her instructor.]