None of the schools in my town even have lockers. As far as I was ever concerned while growing up, lockers were this strange, rather pointless thing that the American kids in TV shows used to stay fat and lazy by complaining that books were heavy, or something equally ridiculous like that.

I don't know anyone who hasn't carried every bit of their school gear with them since day one, and that includes me (and others) when I busted my leg and had to hobble around on crutches. The whole idea behind lockers just seems so strange to me.
 
None of the schools in my town even have lockers. As far as I was ever concerned while growing up, lockers were this strange, rather pointless thing that the American kids in TV shows used to stay fat and lazy by complaining that books were heavy, or something equally ridiculous like that.

I don't know anyone who hasn't carried every bit of their school gear with them since day one, and that includes me (and others) when I busted my leg and had to hobble around on crutches. The whole idea behind lockers just seems so strange to me.
The idea is to prevent theft (American and Canada have the highest crime rate in the world, due solely to theft), but like most things in the American education system, something essential got lost in the hundred or so steps between coming up with the idea and implementing it.

It is more convenient to carry all your stuff around instead of making regular stops at a locker, but then you have to be constantly aware of where all your stuff is and what the people around you are doing, which can be pretty stress-inducing. In poor schools where the funding is lower and crime rates are higher, it's pretty much a given that your stuff will disappear if left unattended.
 
It is more convenient to carry all your stuff around instead of making regular stops at a locker, but then you have to be constantly aware of where all your stuff is and what the people around you are doing, which can be pretty stress-inducing. In poor schools where the funding is lower and crime rates are higher, it's pretty much a given that your stuff will disappear if left unattended.
Eeh, considering all stuff is inside one pack, which will be right next to you, I'm doubting the stress claim.

Compared to, say, a locker, which you don't have an eye on, with who knows what quality of lock (which can be cut with the right tool anyways)... Yeah, the stress there sounds higher. If I was in such a school, I'd seriously consider 'right next to me' safer than 'locker'.
 
None of the schools in my town even have lockers. As far as I was ever concerned while growing up, lockers were this strange, rather pointless thing that the American kids in TV shows used to stay fat and lazy by complaining that books were heavy, or something equally ridiculous like that.
Given the fitness of many of my fellow classmates who used lockers, and my own lack of fitness, I really don't think that's why they're a thing.

If I had to guess, I'd actually say it might be because having large numbers of students carrying objects that significantly increase their mass might be a bit of a problem in crowded hallways. You know how someone earlier mentioned that several textbooks in a carrier bag make an excellent battering ram? Accidental (and non-accidental) collisions are an issue in most US schools already. Adding additional mass to the mix is a bad thing.

There's also bullying and maybe theft concerns. Stealing or ruining people's stuff is a fairly common bullying tactic.
Eeh, considering all stuff is inside one pack, which will be right next to you, I'm doubting the stress claim.

Compared to, say, a locker, which you don't have an eye on, with who knows what quality of lock (which can be cut with the right tool anyways)... Yeah, the stress there sounds higher. If I was in such a school, I'd seriously consider 'right next to me' safer than 'locker'.
Thing is, you'd need to bring it with you to the bathroom, too. Otherwise, you'd be leaving it alone and vulnerable. Also, cutting into lockers or picking the lock is a bit more difficult, in some ways. Not impossible, but it's often more noticeable. Doing it in-between classes would be quickly, noticed, and doing it during class would only be slightly better. And, since there's rarely much in lockers after school, that's not a good time to do it, either.

Mind you, you can flood a locker much more easily than a bag, but nothing's perfect.
 
I never had a locker till I started working, though in the early years of elementary school we had tables with storage space. I quickly got used to lack of them and carrying my books with me though. First just the books I needed any given day. But I determined packing and unpacking daily to be the greater evil and started carrying them all with me. I suppose Taylor is just complaining because she is used to not having to haul all the books. Or maybe she doesn't have a proper backpack.

On the other hand, lockers are really handy in workplaces where you change into the uniform on site. And convenient even if commuting in your uniform is possible.
 
I had a Skitter Moment at work this morning.

They've got a locker room there, across the hall with the timeclock from the Break Room, and it's usually where I hang out instead of the breakroom. I'm shy like that.

Today, I noticed a pair of house millipedes skittering out of the drain in the floor and around a corner into one of the rows of lockers. Like a fool, I followed, and found that one locker had bugs literally spilling out of it. It was like something out of a horror movie. I managed to upchuck in the toilet instead of on the floor, but god fucking DAMN. I got sent home after that, and they called an exterminator. in the mean time, that lockeroom is locked down.

Sorry, @Datcord, I'm going to have to steal some of your scotch. I hear it's an excellent substitute for brain bleach.
 
Eeh, considering all stuff is inside one pack, which will be right next to you, I'm doubting the stress claim.
See, for me this was literally impossible. I never found a backpack capable of fitting everything I would need in a day. I carried almost everything, but that required a backpack and a second messenger style bag, and that still wasn't everything. And I was one of the only people in the school who even bothered with a second bag, most people just took an extra minute to stop at lockers.

Like, carrying everything would take a suitcase, and nobody was going to tolerate 500 suitcases in the hall, they were congested enough already.
 
See, for me this was literally impossible. I never found a backpack capable of fitting everything I would need in a day. I carried almost everything, but that required a backpack and a second messenger style bag, and that still wasn't everything. And I was one of the only people in the school who even bothered with a second bag, most people just took an extra minute to stop at lockers.
... how? like, I had somewhere around 5~8 subjects a day, each with it's own thick ass book, plus notebooks (which, granted, I consolidated as many subjects as I could get away with per notebook rather than carry one for each), plus sometimes a book to read, and/or a case of MTG cards, and that fit in the backpack I had. I could even jam in the PE bag with a change of clothes and shoes.

The only thing that didn't fit was the technical drawing stuff, and that's because I went and bought one of those portable boards with incorporated ruler where I could just pin the sheet I was working on, mostly for finishing off work while out of that class since our regular classroom desks weren't exactly the smoothest of surfaces.
 
Sorry, @Datcord, I'm going to have to steal some of your scotch. I hear it's an excellent substitute for brain bleach.
Do NOT attempt to apply the scotch directly to your brain. Apparently that's bad for you or something? I mean, I don't see how, bu-IS SOMEONE GOING TO ANSWER THAT DAMN PHONE?!-t... "doctors" all say so. :rolleyes:

Also, for the record, I'm assuming Sera's conversation with Blackwell was something in the general vein of the Taken speech.
 
One possibility for Sera's talk with Blackwell by earthboy
Also, for the record, I'm assuming Sera's conversation with Blackwell was something in the general vein of the Taken speech.
Sera: "I will look for you."

Blackwell: "I'm sitting right here."

Sera: "I will find you."

Blackwell: "Are you feeling alright?"

Sera: "And I will sing."

A chill went up up Blackwell's spine at the tone of that last nonsensical pronouncement. This kid is even more fucked up than that track star. Blackwell sincerely hoped this kid would at least bring some glory to the Glee Club, as expiation for this sort of thing.

Blackwell: "Okay, fine, we'll do it your way."
 
Sorry, @Datcord, I'm going to have to steal some of your scotch. I hear it's an excellent substitute for brain bleach.
Now that's a Tinker invention I could get behind. Brain bleach would be even more useful in the Worm-verse than it would be in real life.
Do NOT attempt to apply the scotch directly to your brain. Apparently that's bad for you or something? I mean, I don't see how, bu-IS SOMEONE GOING TO ANSWER THAT DAMN PHONE?!-t... "doctors" all say so. :rolleyes:
If all applying scotch to your brain did was give you tinnitus, you're lucky as hell.
 
Now that's a Tinker invention I could get behind. Brain bleach would be even more useful in the Worm-verse than it would be in real life.

If all applying scotch to your brain did was give you tinnitus, you're lucky as hell.
Somehow I think the Worm fandom has driven @Datcord to try literally applying scotch to the brain - meaning hitting himself in the head with an unopened bottle of scotch.
 
... how? like, I had somewhere around 5~8 subjects a day, each with it's own thick ass book, plus notebooks (which, granted, I consolidated as many subjects as I could get away with per notebook rather than carry one for each), plus sometimes a book to read, and/or a case of MTG cards, and that fit in the backpack I had. I could even jam in the PE bag with a change of clothes and shoes.
6 thick books, plus 6 1.5 inch binders, plus lunch, plus my extra notebooks. The stack was like foot and a half thick.
 
Nah man, trepanning and funnels is where it's at.
*glances at Transmet page*
*opens mouth*
*pauses*
*closes mouth*
No, better not.

Also, to get this back onto track/topic and away from my ENTIRELY HEALTHY AND RATIONAL coping techniques... what happens when Emma notices Taylor's new "tattoos"? (Because if anyone is creepily obsessed enough to notice them, it's Emma. Well. Or Greg Veder, but I don't think he'd SAY anything about them. He's more likely to try and draw some tattoos of his own on himself with a ballpoint pen in a sad, desperate attempt to make Taylor notice him. A sad, sad, SAD, desperate attempt. ...Sera would have a field day with him, I think.)
 
The purple-source passed, a floor above us I realized. I also noticed that the glacial strengthening of this… this connection inside me, was ever so minutely growing faster the closer I was to the source. It was a live-wire, a tap, a feed to something else that I knew, I knew all I had to do was reach out to it and I'd be able to use it.

Was this my power?

What did it mean?

Rather, what was it?

I wanted to try it out now, to throw caution to the wind and do what I wanted, draw on this power and let it loose. But I also knew that this was neither the time nor the place. Still, there was this thing coiled inside me that stretched languidly, awoken by the singular taste of power and freedom and wanting moremoremore.

...And all I knew was that I agreed with it entirely.
Khepri wanting to dance?
 
Khepri wanting to dance?
More like latent Endbringer-mindset shard influence starting to show itself. They're uh, substantially more in-tune with their shards than parahumans are (y'know being entirely a product of them and all), so... the Queen shard's not pulling any punches, though Taylor is getting eased into it thanks to Sera being sane and stopping everything from being dumped on Taylor at once.

One does not just turn a broken teenage girl into a giant siege engine of destruction in a single day.

...Oh wait, that's Worm.
 
More like latent Endbringer-mindset shard influence starting to show itself. They're uh, substantially more in-tune with their shards than parahumans are (y'know being entirely a product of them and all), so... the Queen shard's not pulling any punches, though Taylor is getting eased into it thanks to Sera being sane and stopping everything from being dumped on Taylor at once.

One does not just turn a broken teenage girl into a giant siege engine of destruction in a single day.

...Oh wait, that's Worm.
Exactly why I asked.
 
One does not just turn a broken teenage girl into a giant siege engine of destruction in a single day.
I note, though, that it has been at least two and a half days. Given that Taylor just finished a three (calendar) day suspension. (Calendar day and not 24 hour day because otherwise the last chapter would have to be set on Friday, not Thursday.)

Just pointing that out for the record, is all.
 
Somehow I think the Worm fandom has driven @Datcord to try literally applying scotch to the brain - meaning hitting himself in the head with an unopened bottle of scotch.
Ah, now see, that'll probably give you tinnitus. And a concussion, but also tinnitus.
Also, to get this back onto track/topic and away from my ENTIRELY HEALTHY AND RATIONAL coping techniques... what happens when Emma notices Taylor's new "tattoos"? (Because if anyone is creepily obsessed enough to notice them, it's Emma. Well. Or Greg Veder, but I don't think he'd SAY anything about them. He's more likely to try and draw some tattoos of his own on himself with a ballpoint pen in a sad, desperate attempt to make Taylor notice him. A sad, sad, SAD, desperate attempt. ...Sera would have a field day with him, I think.)
Honestly, she's probably already been having a field day trolling the sh*t out of him on PHO.

Edit: In fact, given that she's likely been ratcheting up his paranoia, she may be keeping him up at night. Thinking about...her, oddly enough. Obvious Datcord bait is obvious.
 
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I note, though, that it has been at least two and a half days. Given that Taylor just finished a three (calendar) day suspension. (Calendar day and not 24 hour day because otherwise the last chapter would have to be set on Friday, not Thursday.)

Just pointing that out for the record, is all.


It's ok to turn into a giant siege engine of destruction, then.



:p
 
6 thick books, plus 6 1.5 inch binders, plus lunch, plus my extra notebooks. The stack was like foot and a half thick.
There are a few ways to lessen this. Those 6 binders can gave their contents rammed into only one 3 or 4 inch without too much squishing, though it tends to be a fair bit more messy. You can leave the extra notebooks behind at home until you near the end of your current one(s). The books... We're they entertainment or textbooks?
 
I swear this was an extended joke in one story, with one guy in Toybox making a fortune charging for Brain Bleach. Learning to be Human maybe?
I'm not surprised. Worm is a deliberately sh*tty world, worse than ours, and our world still contains enough things that make one desire brain-bleach that you'd make a fortune off of it, if you invented it. So yeah, it's not surprising that someone else has made the joke.

It helps that one of the canon Toybox Tinkers was Cranial, who specialized in neurology and transferring memories.
 
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