daybreakacademy | [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?

Threaded | Flat

[Valvatorez heard about this competition that Jail set up, and decided to show support to the students and their creative chops by spectating. ...And perhaps jumping in if need arose with some kind of crazy, spectacular failure. Either way, it would likely be fun. And he was equally quick to eye the mysterious trophy and its equally mysterious contents.]

...I sincerely hope there's not a live wolverine in that trophy, Jailbreak.

[ Rex wasn't entirely interested in a prize, but look. Every single Hero's quest has a race in it of some description. All of them. It just happens. He can't resist the call.

He'd carefully recorded Jail's exact words. Modify whatever way you want. First one to the finish line wins. He's caught between turning his toboggan into a teleporter or strapping on the rocket engine he built for a flying fortress that was not meant to be.

In the end, he chooses the latter. The engine is smaller than one might think, but still pretty big- bigger than Rex, which says something. He's had to make the thing about four times as long as it used to be just so his legs can fit on there. In the process, he added segmented front for steerage, giving it a snowmobile look. Anyone with an eye for runes will see he's loaded the thing for durability- his main concerned is that it'll get ripped to pieces by his own acceleration. Which is why he also plated every piece of wood with metal.

And is wearing his combat suit. In case the acceleration rips him to pieces. He's left the cape off it today, replacing it with a jacket and instead of the slightly creepy toe socks, actual boots. Still super tight and shows off his Ganondorf physique. ]

Hm. Should have made a teleporter.

[ He remarks to himself, just because he doubts every decision he makes. ]

I'm ready!

[ This looks like a fairly ordinary sled, albeit somewhat haphazardly reinforced, but it has what looks like some kind of rocket tube on the back with a slot in it for Vivi's staff.

What is he planning? God only knows at this point. ]

[Kohaku look left to Rex's sled, then right to Vivi's sled, then down at her own sled, and felt slightly inadequate. Her sled still looking more or less like a sled. The main difference was two sets of runes she'd worked for a long while on making.

The first would produce enough heat to melt the snow directly in front of her. The second would freeze it again real quick. If it worked right, it would turn the snow into a track of solid ice.

Steering was still something of a problem, but the course was more or less a straight shot, and she couldn't imagine that the rocket sleds were going to be any easier to steer than hers. She was also pretty confident that hers wouldn't explode, which she couldn't say the same about her competitors.]

[One week later, he's learned a shrink rune and carved it into his sled, which was already about smaller than everyone else's--hawk-sized. All he has to do is tap it with a foot, and the sled becomes even tinier! Now it's teaspoon-sized, and light enough for him to carry it down to the bottom of the hill in his claws.

Which he does, beating his wings and flying as fast as he can. Tada~!]

Look! Look, Ms. Jailbreak! Desco improvised.

[And she certainly did.

Her toboggan is all loaded with magic runes that seem to be granting passive buffs to something. More specifically, to her Octorabbit, who the toboggan is strapped to. Several of its tentacles are planted firmly in the ground in a sort of pouncing stance and the two really big ones make it look like she's planning on slingshoting itself and her forward in a huge burst of speed.

At least she's got a seatbelt on. Somehow. And a helmet! Safety first and all that.]

Edited 2020-01-29 17:49 (UTC)