Imagine onid kids playing dodgeball in middle school, only they play it with rocks because they’re a hardy race, then some kid gets clocked in the fun-knee bone and has to spend the next hour with a tingly stiffy. It’s the kind of thing that the other kids won’t let anyone forget, because middle school is hell. (Or so I’m told. I went to a Montessori school – partly because my mom was the vice principal there – but my middle school years were totally fine. That said, going from a class with 20 kids and two teachers to public high school the next year – my graduating class was something like 800 kids – was a bit of a shock.) But I’m told that middle school is where kids really start to figure out cliques and bullying and body shaming and gossip. Of course, learning about all that as an adult, it sounds ridiculous because anyone who has finished their primary education knows that nothing that happens in middle and high school means jack shit the second you graduate. Well, maybe if you had a violent diarrhea attack in the middle of a basketball game and it got smeared all over the court and 40 people got cholera after slipping and sliding around in the immediate aftermath. That might get talked about after graduation for a while. But otherwise, stuff like “Suzie got her bangs cut weird” doesn’t have the staying power middle schoolers think it does.

Of course, a mixed alien middle school would probably be worse? Different species with wildly varied physical abilities, even differing senses, learning speeds, memory retention? It’d make for a challenging social and teaching environment, that’s for sure. On the plus side, they would probably have anti-diarrhea lasers built into the plasma ball gym, so incidents of that nature would probably have better outcomes than Earth schools, so, six of one half a dozen of the other.


The new vote incentive is up!

It’s Escorpia/Sciona, fresh off her successful… extortion campaign? I’m not sure if extortion is the right word. Addicting someone to superpowered narcotics then withholding to compel directed behavior? Kind of a ransom/extortion/generally being a butt kind of thing. There’s probably a better word for that. Anyway, check out Sciona’s business casual getup at TWC, and Patreon has a bunch of… let’s call them increasingly casual variants.


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