Orientation Day - Becoming a team
Node LinkNext[ Text on the screen: Sunnydale High School Orientation Day ; Sunnydale ; California
First few chords of Miley Cyrus’ “Party In The U.S.A”. Rebecca “Becky” Shepherd is shown walking in the high school lobby listening to the song playing from her smartphone that is tucked on her belt. She is wearing a My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic shirt, and has a name tag that reads "Rebecca Shepherd (Slayer)". ]
Cliff: Yo, Brony girl, stop!
Becky: Hey, sorry for not paying attention [she pauses the music]. What’s up?
Cliff: Chankey here [points at Chankey] and I are looking for a slayer to complete our team. You don’t seem exactly like slayer-material, but since all the other slayers we talked with were taken, I guess we should settle on you.
[ Becky smiles. ]
Becky: Sure, I’d love to be team with you. Let’s register.
[ She uses her smartphone to register. ]
Becky: OK, done.
Chankey: [in an English accent] Smashing!
Becky: Chankey, is it? Are you British?
Chankey: Yes, Ms. Shepherd.
Becky: “Becky” please.
Chankey: Yes, well, I am of Indian descent and carry an Indian name. I have photographic memory, and did extremely well in my studies. I was supposed to start studying in Harrow School (the notorious public school, or what you Americans will call a “private school”) because I had many friends there, but then became aware of some demonic activity in Greater London, and was indoctrinated as a watcher-wannabe here.
Chankey: I don’t have any friends here.
Becky: [Grabbing his hand.] I’m sure you’ll make some.
Chankey: Yes. Most of my friends who have been kept out of the demonic underworld loop thought I was crazy for going to "Sunnydale High School" rather than to Harrow, which is the second most prestigious school in Britain.
Cliff: Heh, well, my friends accept the fact that I'm getting weirder, but more amusing in the process. I wish I could completely stop speaking in riddles, but I cannot copy my mind into the outside world, and there are stupid trolls on online forums and subforums.
Chankey: Heh, my thoughts exactly.
Chankey: Anyway, Becky, what about you? What’s your story?
Becky: Well, I grew up and lived in Charlotte, North Carolina (great town!). My mother’s Jewish and I’m kind of a spoiled Jewish American Princess.
Cliff: Heh, like Princess Vespa in Spaceballs?
Becky: Oh, I love this film, and I love the way she undergoes a Catharsis.
Becky: Anyway, school was pretty easy for me, and I already finished high school Math and expected to start studying Mathematics in a local university next year, when a friend of mine and I ran into a vampire while walking in downtown Charlotte. He was downright scary, but I tried to be as calm as possible and ran with my friend into a large diner, where I explained everything. Luckily for us there were a male slayer and his female watcher there - a couple.
Becky: They took care of the vampire, and after that when we got talking, they told me that they thought I had a great potential to become a slayer, and I ended up here.
Chankey: Smashing!
Cliff: OK, OK, God works in mysterious ways - making a brony girl / Miley Cyrus aficionado into a slayer [cut to Becky, she is smiling and saying “heh”] and making me, who has practised Martial Arts for years, and is incredibly athletic (“Buff-y-ed”, heh!) into a freaking warlock.
Cliff: Anyway, my name is Cliff Farrel, I’m from coastal Florida, and I got introduced to casting spells by a few local sorcerers and witches. I was good at it, and they told me I should enrol here and I did. So now I’m getting to be bossed around by Miss “I’m a J.A.P. and I’m proud of it” Brony Girl here.
Becky: Listen, for your information, I did some martial arts over in Israel, when I visited it this summer, and I was told I was pretty good at it, but more importantly - there’s more to being a good slayer than senselessly kicking vampires’ ass.