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So You're New To The Multiverse....; Friday, First Period [03/14].
Summer had honestly been planning on using her most recent life experience dealing with other dimensions' Summers as a whole part of a team and what not for a lesson, especially leading into things like dopplegangers or whatever, but to be honest? She was so annoyed with some of those other Summer right now that she decided it was easier, mentally, for her to just focus on a point in her life when dealing with other Summers was much more simple, and all they did was try to kill her.
So the class was meeting in the danger shop classroom simulator yet again, but things were markedly different. The base of it was all the same....general classroom setting, really, but things had very clearly been abandoned and overtaken by nature for a while now: moss and plants clinging to the dark, dank corners, branches weaving through the windows and across the ceiling, chairs and desks looked worn and weather with time and likely termites. And Summer had meticulously wiped away a small section of the teacher's desk at the front of the classroom so that she could sit on it without getting her white pants too dirty, and then smiled a little at the students.
"We're honing in one a specific dimension again," she said. "This here is a simulation of what could be any sort of post-humanity sort of dimensional apocalypse; Nature has reclaimed what is rightfully hers, and everything we people built are long, long gone. This dimension in particular, though, is actually based on another version of my dimension, where all of humanity with the exception of those of my own family's bloodline, were turned into horrible monsters straight out of a David Cronenberg movie, all because my asshole little brother thought it would be a good idea to try and love potion a girl during flu season, and it got out of hand and infected everyone, and now we have a version of my reality where literally everyone except my family are horrible mutated monsters.
"I mean," she added, "I could go on on why love potions are creepy and gross and you shouldn't do it, but could also destroy all of humanity is also a pretty good reason, too. Now, in my dimension, this all happened up to the point of the flu season meaning everyone got infected by the love potion, but the solution resolved in a very different way, when my grampa just made an antidote, ba-da-bing, bada-boom, everyone was better, but the antidote in this dimension clearly did not work, which is another example of the whole butterfly effect of it all, that it only takes one minor little detail to just change everything, and that leads into the whole concept that there truly are infinite possibilities out there in the multiverse, based on the tiniest things, like, every choice you make is like creating a whole plethora of possibilities and dividing the multiverse into even more separate parts.
"Which, you know, can be a lot. So, today, if you want to go out and explore a little bit of a world where literally everyone except for three people were completely transformed into what could arguably be a new form of humanity, I definitely encourage it, or we can just sit around and talk about it a little bit, and speculate on how we all could just be someone's bad decision away from a total dismantling of civilization, which, you know, is a nice, cheerful topic for a Friday morning, right?"
So the class was meeting in the danger shop classroom simulator yet again, but things were markedly different. The base of it was all the same....general classroom setting, really, but things had very clearly been abandoned and overtaken by nature for a while now: moss and plants clinging to the dark, dank corners, branches weaving through the windows and across the ceiling, chairs and desks looked worn and weather with time and likely termites. And Summer had meticulously wiped away a small section of the teacher's desk at the front of the classroom so that she could sit on it without getting her white pants too dirty, and then smiled a little at the students.
"We're honing in one a specific dimension again," she said. "This here is a simulation of what could be any sort of post-humanity sort of dimensional apocalypse; Nature has reclaimed what is rightfully hers, and everything we people built are long, long gone. This dimension in particular, though, is actually based on another version of my dimension, where all of humanity with the exception of those of my own family's bloodline, were turned into horrible monsters straight out of a David Cronenberg movie, all because my asshole little brother thought it would be a good idea to try and love potion a girl during flu season, and it got out of hand and infected everyone, and now we have a version of my reality where literally everyone except my family are horrible mutated monsters.
"I mean," she added, "I could go on on why love potions are creepy and gross and you shouldn't do it, but could also destroy all of humanity is also a pretty good reason, too. Now, in my dimension, this all happened up to the point of the flu season meaning everyone got infected by the love potion, but the solution resolved in a very different way, when my grampa just made an antidote, ba-da-bing, bada-boom, everyone was better, but the antidote in this dimension clearly did not work, which is another example of the whole butterfly effect of it all, that it only takes one minor little detail to just change everything, and that leads into the whole concept that there truly are infinite possibilities out there in the multiverse, based on the tiniest things, like, every choice you make is like creating a whole plethora of possibilities and dividing the multiverse into even more separate parts.
"Which, you know, can be a lot. So, today, if you want to go out and explore a little bit of a world where literally everyone except for three people were completely transformed into what could arguably be a new form of humanity, I definitely encourage it, or we can just sit around and talk about it a little bit, and speculate on how we all could just be someone's bad decision away from a total dismantling of civilization, which, you know, is a nice, cheerful topic for a Friday morning, right?"