Sunday Night, around the dorms

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick walks around to all of the bulletin boards, pinning up a flier he made up with an additional note.

"Thank you to all who showed up to the tryouts. While I could only pick one sidekick, your collective enthusiasm has thrown gasoline onto the Fire of Justice that burns within my Heart! I hope to work with all of you at some point, for you are KEEN!

Also, a welcome to Major K!, a true hero if I've ever seen one. You may not be my sidekick, but I would be honored to call you my chum!

-Professor The Tick"



Happy to have designed such a keen poster and chosen such a keen sidekick, Tick walks back down to his room to prepare Tuesday's lesson.

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Informative. Uncomfortable. And occasionally, amusing. You haven't lived until you've heard a 6'4" guy built like a tank explain the complexities of Star Wars to you in perfect geek-speak. I thought Broots had been separated at birth for second.

Posters there shall be. Oh yes. There shall.




_{[ooc: and again, after tomorrow... school beckons with the Finger of Doom!]}

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

((Broots mutters from the corner.))

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

He was much hotter than you, but he sounded *just* like you when he was talking about Attack of the Clones. Frightening.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Hey! Dorks are cool too! And when can I meet him?