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[Week 11, Day 4 | Video]

[Sue sneers into the Hitomi's camera. She is thoroughly unimpressed with the device, ever since discovering that it serves as little more than a glorified YouTube or MySpace tool. Something that those snot-nosed trainwrecks that pass for students back at McKinley would likely salivate over. But was the damn thing actually useful for anything, such as, say, connecting to a helicopter escort service? Of course not.

Regardless, it is time to broadcast her message. And so, much like on her news segment, she draws herself up to present herself as the paragon of wisdom that she knows herself to be.]

Greetings, residents of-- [She pauses.] Whatever you call this place.

It has come to my attention that you most likely do not know who I am. Well, this simply will not do.

The name's Sue Sylvester. Those with a modicum of talent and respect call me Coach Sylvester. Meanwhile, those who decide to behave with inappropriately familiarity and take the liberty of referring to me as Suzie, or any variant thereof, soon find themselves without the capability of doing so any longer. Those of you who value your ability to breathe air rather than blood, take this as you will.

But what's in a name? Reputation, certainly. A history, marked by achievements and failures, if you will. And the history of Sue Sylvester is so thoroughly filled with success that you might just say that I radiate with it.

But, comparable to the nuclear reactor of my embodied talent, well -- I will simply recommend that you keep in mind that radiation can do spectacular things. Such as cure cancer. Or mutate an unfortunate woodland animal into something so disgustingly twisted and repulsive that all it can do is hope for a swift death rather than continuing its excruciating existence.

So choose wisely, people of-- seriously, what the hell do you call this dump?

[She peers suspiciously into the Hitomi's lens. Considers saying something about being able to see the astounding amount of lard in William's hair even from this distance. And then shuts the Hitomi off without warning.]


Sep. 10th, 2010 08:41 pm (UTC)
[Well, aren't you just a ray of flowery sunshine.

No, seriously, what is up with you.]

We call it "Kannagara".

You say you have a history. A reputation. So what's your field of expertise, if one may ask?
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:09 pm (UTC)
[Utterly disgusted that she needs to explain this. PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW WHO SHE IS. Oh well. She blames it on being in some foreign place. Japan apparently, from the language. Fortunately for Sue, her Nazi-hunting parents insisted that she learn German and Japanese. Not something fucking stupid like Spanish.

Perhaps there is no Internet here. Or television. Is she in the goddamn boondocks of Japan? How useless.

As to her expertise -- she has many of those. Hand-to-hand combat and firearms, among others. But to share that information so readily with a complete stranger? Fuck no. She's not stupid.

No. She'll just share what ought to already be known.]

I am an internationally ranked competitive cheerleading coach. So you could say that my expertise is in taking otherwise useless teenagers and molding them into a perfectly oiled, cohesive performance machine, designed for the sole purpose of displaying my creative genius.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:15 pm (UTC)
[Now, Rin, for her part, is mainly assessing the danger level of this newcomer. She's been slacking too much, before she left and came back. Resulted in uncomfortable things.

(in inadequacies)

Now, Rin has no idea what cheerleading is.]

"Cheerleading"? Is that some form of combat?

[From the way Sue describes it, it certainly sounds like a very hard drill.]
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:28 pm (UTC)
[Sue laughs to herself, genuinely amused.]

The way I train my students, I would like to consider it so. Unfortunately, most of those kids would sooner wet themselves than face down a true battle situation. No, cheerleading is an athletic performance art.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:31 pm (UTC)
[Rin knows some other people who would say there's not much difference between the two.]

I see.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:28 pm (UTC)
It's just a bunch of high kicks and jumps.

Unless you find flashing your underwear a form of combat.

[Yeah, Marco pretty much knows Rin Does Not Know American culture. Best to keep her educated.]
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:31 pm (UTC)
[Marco, you are being cryptic.]

They flash their underwear? Are they supposed to do that?

Edited at 2010-09-10 09:32 pm (UTC)
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:33 pm (UTC)
I guess it just sort of happens while jumping up in the air.

It's just a bunch of girls jumping and yelling team slogans while there's a football game going on.

[Though they do show fantastic legs.]
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:39 pm (UTC)
Your country has weird practices.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:43 pm (UTC)
You just have a case of culture clash, that's all.

Imagine how I feel when I found myself in a land of ancient Japan.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:45 pm (UTC)
Hey, this place is extra special.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:44 pm (UTC)
Oh, how adorable. Someone who cannot tell the difference between a bunch of unprofessional children waving their arms around like toddlers who need a diaper change, most likely dragged out of the stands just to stand there and look pretty for their meat-headed boyfriends -- and the gymnastic ability and developed athleticism required for competitive cheerleading.
Sep. 10th, 2010 09:54 pm (UTC)
[In which Rin is being a little too impulsive. This is just too inviting.]

So, do you really make girls show their underwear? That's indecent, you know.
Sep. 10th, 2010 10:08 pm (UTC)
What that hormone-addled boy is referring to is called Spanx, and it is part of the uniform, specifically so that underwear does not make a surprise appearance during a routine. But then idiots catch a glimpse of that underneath a flared skirt and assume that it must be underwear. Obviously, the idea of anything else giving them sudden erections is just too unbearable.
[text] - revengeisalie - Sep. 11th, 2010 10:38 am (UTC) - Expand
Sep. 10th, 2010 10:13 pm (UTC)
You're probably right.

The serious ones go out and be on the cover of Playboy, don't they?
[text] - dstn_horror - Sep. 10th, 2010 10:26 pm (UTC) - Expand


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