Whose class is it anyway!?

[lovely_wind]

Who: Flurrie and YOU!
What: DRAMA CLASS FINAL: the exam where the questions are made up and the grades don't matter!
Where: The auditorium
When: RIGHT NOW
Warnings: Improv.

When you first enter the auditorium, the lights are down, except for a single spotlight on the stage.

In the spotlight are several boxes:



Once everyone starts filing in, the lights come on, and Madame Flurrie is seated off to the side at some kind of desk. She smiles at the class before addressing them.

"Good afternoon, everyone! I do hope you're all prepared for the final exam! This is not your typical exam, oh no! There will be no true or false questions, no multiple choice, and no essays! This exam will test your ability to think on your feet! Within these crates..."

She gestures to the pile of boxes in the middle of the stage. "...Lie your destiny! You will all select a prop from the boxes and create a scene off the top of your head! Feel free to combine items and team up! Remember, this is theatre! We are all here to be as expressive and creative as we can be! Are you all prepared? Then on your mark, get set, and GO!"

Inside the boxes, you will find ALL OF THIS STUFF.* Whether or not they are the actual items or foam props is up to the Rule of Funny. Well, you heard the purple wind lady, get to it!

*= with the exception of Smash Balls, assist trophies, the Dragoon, trophies, and powersuit pieces, please and thank you

Comments

[obfuskate]

[ ...

You know, he's not a student, but he's a little wary about what's in these boxes. They have Smash's symbol on them. Did the Hands manufacture these?

Shadow's getting to the bottom of this now. He takes one, and it looks innocuous enough, but upon opening it, he's going to find something that will change his opinion of this school forever. Oh, yes, it is dangerous, it is tricky, and it is absolutely ridiculous.

It's a Bunny Hood. ]

What...?

[ It's... It's a normal prop. It's nothing worrisome at all, or is it? There's only one way to find out if there is an underlying issue with it, and that is to furtively, silently slip the thing on his head.

Hm.

It seems fine. Okay, maybe he was wrong about all of this. Shadow purses his lips, preparing to move over to place the hood somewhere for one of the students to use, and...

WOOSH.

Shadow, meet wall.

That has gotta hurt. ]

[iamtheeggman]

[popcorn.gif]

[obfuskate]

[ i hope you step on a lego ]

[trumped_card]

[Well...this certainly is a strange final exam. Then again, this was drama and a written test probably would have been even stranger. Those crates are exactly welcoming, however. Anything with the school's symbol on them couldn't be normal. Opening one would probably be a very bad decision...

...but ugg, this test counts for a huge portion of her grade. Not doing this would probably mean failing the class, which would not only piss her off, but would likely get Ishimaru on her back. That is DEFINITELY something she doesn't need. Begrudingly, she walks over to the crates and pulls out...a mushroom...with eyes?!

Wait. Isn't that the mushroom from the Mario series? The one that makes you...]

W-what the hell?!

[...huge. Guess who's taking up about half of the stage. Go on, guess.]

[cannonspike]

[A Home Run bat, it seemed. Well, that was okay, she could do this. Cammy tapped the bat twice on the stage, pointing to the seats in the back. She spoke in an American accent.]

I'm gonna hit your head offa your shoulders, right outta the park~!

[Wow, Cammy. What.]

[lovely_wind]

Oh ho ho! Slapstick! A very worthy genre~!

[lovely_wind]

Well, well, this certainly gives new meaning to the phrase "larger than life", doesn't it?

[Oh, she just cracks herself up.]

[lovely_wind]

Oooh, impressions! Impersonating a different accent is quite difficult for most!

[obfuskate]

GGRRRRMPH.

[ That's face-in-wall language for OH MY GOD SHUT UP. ]