Adventuring Survival Tactics, March 30. Period 4
The Doctor's classroom looked rather odd, given the new splattered paint scheme on the walls. Bean bag chairs for the students again, but there was no TV program to watch, alas.
"Now that you all should feel comfortable with the concept of snatching the pebble from the master's hand, I have one of the most important lessons of survival for you all. It's rather simple. Don't go hungry, if you can avoid it. An army marches on its stomach, and an adventurer who skips meals is an adventurer who ends up alerting guards with their rumbling stomach. The rules are easy. Don't refuse a free meal unless you're pretty certain it's been poisoned. Free drinks, always accept them if they come in some sort of sealed form, but if they're mixing you a cocktail or Kool-Aid, be careful. Being able to stomach live grubs can save your life. Catching, killing, and cleaning your own wild game can be handy, but so can knowing how to hijack an ATM so you can buy a hot meal from a food vendor cart. Foods that make you gassy are a bad plan. Too much grease means you'll have to run to the bathroom at inopportune times. Keep hydrated. There's no such thing as too much fiber in your diet. And the most important of all, always carry some sort of sweets on you. Always handy, that. Oh, and don't forget the food pyramid, and if you're in such dire position as you are considering drinking your own urine and or eating your mate, well, sucks to be you."
The Doctor smiled. "Any questions?"
After answering any questions, the Doctor spoke up again. "Talk to your neighbors about food. That's right. Something. Even if it is contemplating eating your mate or anything ridiculous like that. Should be fun, right?"
The Doctor clapped his hands. "Go on, get to it."
And that was class.
[ooc: Up omgearly so I don't forget it. I'll be AFK most of tommorow at temp job, alas, but I'll grab pings when I can!]
"Now that you all should feel comfortable with the concept of snatching the pebble from the master's hand, I have one of the most important lessons of survival for you all. It's rather simple. Don't go hungry, if you can avoid it. An army marches on its stomach, and an adventurer who skips meals is an adventurer who ends up alerting guards with their rumbling stomach. The rules are easy. Don't refuse a free meal unless you're pretty certain it's been poisoned. Free drinks, always accept them if they come in some sort of sealed form, but if they're mixing you a cocktail or Kool-Aid, be careful. Being able to stomach live grubs can save your life. Catching, killing, and cleaning your own wild game can be handy, but so can knowing how to hijack an ATM so you can buy a hot meal from a food vendor cart. Foods that make you gassy are a bad plan. Too much grease means you'll have to run to the bathroom at inopportune times. Keep hydrated. There's no such thing as too much fiber in your diet. And the most important of all, always carry some sort of sweets on you. Always handy, that. Oh, and don't forget the food pyramid, and if you're in such dire position as you are considering drinking your own urine and or eating your mate, well, sucks to be you."
The Doctor smiled. "Any questions?"
After answering any questions, the Doctor spoke up again. "Talk to your neighbors about food. That's right. Something. Even if it is contemplating eating your mate or anything ridiculous like that. Should be fun, right?"
The Doctor clapped his hands. "Go on, get to it."
And that was class.
[ooc: Up omgearly so I don't forget it. I'll be AFK most of tommorow at temp job, alas, but I'll grab pings when I can!]