Beauregard Lionett (
notallbluemonks) wrote in
fandomtownies2020-10-04 11:43 pm
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Atlas Gym, Monday (10/5)
A couple of the morning spin regulars were standing near the bikes, waiting for the rest of their group to show up, when a third approached holding a trifold pamphlet and looking both horrified and amused. "Oh my god, I found another one."
Beau snickered to herself while she finished adding a couple of new elements to the parkour course, listening in while they discussed -- well, more like gossiped about -- the pamphlet, and who left things like that tucked in between the exercise mats, and who even was the Traveler anyway?
She was just about to test this latest iteration of the course (sure, that was all it was, just testing the course for other people's sake, really) when the person who'd found this latest pamphlet approached her.
"Hey, man, don't look at me," Beau said, shrugging broadly. "No idea what that's about, but I mean, like, Fandom, am I right? How is that even like the weirdest shit that's ever just turned up out of nowhere around here?"
That was enough of a point made to cut the conversation short there, much to her relief, and the patron went back toward the bikes while Beau started taking her first run of the day through the course. Though to be fair, she thought, what was basically a handwritten tri-fold tract with some raunchy sketches in the margins would pretty far up there in terms of weird Fandom things.
Jester would probably be delighted about that.
Beau snickered to herself while she finished adding a couple of new elements to the parkour course, listening in while they discussed -- well, more like gossiped about -- the pamphlet, and who left things like that tucked in between the exercise mats, and who even was the Traveler anyway?
She was just about to test this latest iteration of the course (sure, that was all it was, just testing the course for other people's sake, really) when the person who'd found this latest pamphlet approached her.
"Hey, man, don't look at me," Beau said, shrugging broadly. "No idea what that's about, but I mean, like, Fandom, am I right? How is that even like the weirdest shit that's ever just turned up out of nowhere around here?"
That was enough of a point made to cut the conversation short there, much to her relief, and the patron went back toward the bikes while Beau started taking her first run of the day through the course. Though to be fair, she thought, what was basically a handwritten tri-fold tract with some raunchy sketches in the margins would pretty far up there in terms of weird Fandom things.
Jester would probably be delighted about that.
