Advanced Mad Science, September 11th

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The danger shop was set up quite differently today. Instead of the usual spooky lab, it was set up to look like a smokey warehouse filled with platforms and ramps and holey walls all over the place. Prof Tomoe beckoned the students over to a room on the side, where a desk had been set up in front of a curtained off area.

"Good afternoon, students," he said. "Now that we're familiar with each other, we're going to start introducing some of the tools that any good mad scientist should be familiar with. Today, we're going to be introducing the old standby: lasers."

He moved over to the side of the room to fiddle with a drawstring connected to a large theatre type curtain. "As you're doubtlessly well aware, a laser is a beam of light which has been amplified and concentrated to produce a narrow but intense beam. They're used for all sorts of purposes, from removing unwanted hair to 'tripy' light shows set to the music of Pink Floyd."

He grinned. "Far more interesting are death lasers, which you can attach to nefarious death machines." He pulled the cord, and the curtain whooshed back to reveal to a large metal laser canon pointed at two mannequins strapped down to tilted operating tables. One was wearing a messy blonde wig and the other a green wig, as though the Professor was trying to work out some hostilities. "Death lasers will not only cut through any material known to humankind, and will fire a off blasts at anyone who dares to break into your lab.

"You can try to shoot the dummies, but be warned that the canon cannot be pointed at anything but the tables. I don't trust you with real death lasers."

He pulled a large box marked NERF out from behind his desk. "So instead, we're going to play laser tag. Grab some equipment, and run around the laser tag area. Try to see how many of your fellow classmates you can hit before the period runs out." He let out an evil laugh for good measure.

"Also, I'm looking for a TA to help out in class," he said before everyone wandered off. "Come see me after class if you're interested."

Please wait for OCD threads. Up.

Comments

Sign In [September 11th]

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Sign in, and include your codename for the laser tag score board.

Re: Sign In [September 11th]

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Kabuto Yakushi....with no codename.

Re: Sign In [September 11th]

[bigbluekitty.livejournal.com]

James Sullivan, Sulley

Take Notes on the Lecture

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Not that it's much of a lecture, but hey.

Re: Take Notes on the Lecture

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Victor didn't even need to write this down. He knew in his heart, after all, that lasers are good. Death lasers are better. He was mildly disappointed that he didn't get to see a hyperdeath laser today, but one day that would change.

Re: Take Notes on the Lecture

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny didn't need to take notes.

Death lasers!

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Fire the death lasers at the dummies! Please try to avoid your classmates.

Re: Death lasers!

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Just to see what sort of lasers Tomoe had at his disposal, Kabuto fired a few shots at the dummies. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as real people, but it was still amusing.

Re: Death lasers!

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

The death lasers were fun, but when no one was looking, or when he thought no one was looking, Johnny fired fast fireballs at the dummies, torching one of them. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!"

Ooops. His bad.

"I'll totally pay for that."

Re: Death lasers!

[notclueful]

Cher stared at the death laser for a good long time before finally getting up the courage to attempt firing it from about three feet away. Good thing she had long arms.

Of course, as soon as she did (wildly missing the dummy, mind you), there was an "EEP!" and Cher decided she was done.

Laser tag!

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Pretend that you're mercilessly hunting down your classmates! Remember to get other players' permission before you do stuff to their characters.

Re: Laser tag!

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Kabuto pushed up his forehead protector and suited up, picking up a gun. Too bad it wasn't a sniper rifle.

Re: Laser tag!

[bigbluekitty.livejournal.com]

Sulley was big, blue, furry and kinda hard to miss. Still, he gave it his best shot.

Re: Laser tag!

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine was an excellent juggler. The hand-eye coordination that one needed to juggle was somewhat different from the sort of hand-eye coordination that one needed for laser tag.

Valentine had no peripheral vision, for example.

Valentine was going to lose horribly.

Re: Laser tag!

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny was hanging around, ready to have a little fun.

Re: Laser tag!

[notclueful]

This totally seemed like extreme dodgeball, except in the way that they weren't really hurling balls at each other, and dude, they had just played with death lasers, did no one else see anything wrong with this?

Talk to Prof Tomoe

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Really, he's happy that he hasn't had to do any actual teaching so far.

Re: Talk to Prof Tomoe

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

After class, Kabuto stopped by Tomoe's desk. His glasses flashed in the light, and he smiled. "If you need an assistant, I'd be happy to help," he said politely.

Re: Talk to Prof Tomoe

[notclueful]

"Professor," Cher said before going off to participate in anything, "I have a serious problem using anything called a 'death laser' in a school. I don't think that's the sort of example that should be set in front of impressional teen minds, some of which are just raging with testosterone."

Re: Talk to Prof Tomoe

[im-fullmetal.livejournal.com]

Edward crossed his arms. "What is the purpose of a death laser?"

OOC

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

It turns out that I'm going to be starting new classes at a new school in real life tomorrow. Wish me luck!

Re: OOC

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Good luck!!

Re: OOC

[notclueful]

Good luck!

Re: OOC

[dark_slippy_thing]

Good luck, you!

Try not to spend too much of your free time harassing me at work after classes. :P

Aw, heck, if you do, I'll buy you a coke or something.

Re: OOC

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

GOOD LUCK!