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Applied Inventiontronics, Period 4 - Week 1
"He-hello, class." He smiled sideways at the front of the class and the whole left of his face twitched visibly. "I'm, uh, let's see," he glanced at his notes, "Professor Ambrose? Yes. I'm Professor Ambrose, but you can call me Glitch if you like, heh." He smiled, both sides now.
Glitch set the notes down and fidgeted with his sleeves, then took a deep breath. "Welcome," a flourish, "to Applied Inventiontronics! Here, I'll do my very best to teach you about the intricacies, whys and how-tos of invention. Over the semester, you'll create an invention with the skills you learn in this class for a final grade. I'll provide the materials, if you need them, and answer any questions you have." He was getting into this whole 'teacher' thing.
"Now, uh, my first rule when setting out to invent something is to make sure that it will be helpful to the people around me. That means your first assignment, after everyone introduces themselves of course, is to figure out what someone needs! You can work alone or with a classmate or with a lot of classmates. I've found that it's really much better to bounce ideas like this off other people."
Then he put his hands on his hips and looked out at the class and let his mouth fall into a flat line made purely of seriousness. "Restrictions are, 1) No Weapons. The goal here is to make lives better, not worse. 2) No inventions can rely on hurting others to work." He pointed to his zipper solemnly, as if they'd understand what he meant. "Off limits. 3), uh, three..."
He looked back at his notes, a little panicked, and shuffled the papers around. "Three! Hah!" Glitch held up the notecard in a fist, pumped it into the air once or twice, and smiled triumphantly. "Three!" A pause. "Oh, three." He pulled his arm back and read the piece of paper. "Have... OH!" He brightened. "Have fun! Enjoy your inventions! Or I guess I fail you." He leaned forward on the desk, making the most serious face he could imagine (which only lasted a good fifteen seconds), then smirked. "Well? Get to work!"
[OOC:Please please please wait for the first OCD is up!]
Glitch set the notes down and fidgeted with his sleeves, then took a deep breath. "Welcome," a flourish, "to Applied Inventiontronics! Here, I'll do my very best to teach you about the intricacies, whys and how-tos of invention. Over the semester, you'll create an invention with the skills you learn in this class for a final grade. I'll provide the materials, if you need them, and answer any questions you have." He was getting into this whole 'teacher' thing.
"Now, uh, my first rule when setting out to invent something is to make sure that it will be helpful to the people around me. That means your first assignment, after everyone introduces themselves of course, is to figure out what someone needs! You can work alone or with a classmate or with a lot of classmates. I've found that it's really much better to bounce ideas like this off other people."
Then he put his hands on his hips and looked out at the class and let his mouth fall into a flat line made purely of seriousness. "Restrictions are, 1) No Weapons. The goal here is to make lives better, not worse. 2) No inventions can rely on hurting others to work." He pointed to his zipper solemnly, as if they'd understand what he meant. "Off limits. 3), uh, three..."
He looked back at his notes, a little panicked, and shuffled the papers around. "Three! Hah!" Glitch held up the notecard in a fist, pumped it into the air once or twice, and smiled triumphantly. "Three!" A pause. "Oh, three." He pulled his arm back and read the piece of paper. "Have... OH!" He brightened. "Have fun! Enjoy your inventions! Or I guess I fail you." He leaned forward on the desk, making the most serious face he could imagine (which only lasted a good fifteen seconds), then smirked. "Well? Get to work!"
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"Hiya, I'm Rikku. I, uh, I love fiddling with machina, just taking things apart and putting them back together, although I usually have some pieces left over, so I'm not good at that yet. But it's still neat just getting your mind to understand what all the bits do, you know?" She bit her lip, and then blurted out, "A-and I don't agree with you. About weapons and them being bad or evil and ... I don't."
She hastily sat down again and hoped he wasn't going to be mad and wondered why she couldn't ever keep her mouth shut.
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He looked to Glitch then.
"And I don't really have anything else to talk about."
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00-Cylon," he said, clearing his throat. "I'm actually not much with machines, but I'd like to at least know my way around them, so that's why I'm here. Sports are my big thing, I sort of have an aversion to comic books since I got sucked into one for a week, and I'm from another planet."Re: Introductions!
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As an afterthought, he added "If we promise not to use it as a weapon, can we invent something that explodes?"
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There was a lot of gesturing and shifting in all of that; excessive fidgeting. It tended to feed off of itself.
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Rodney hesitated slightly before continuing. "I built a working model of an atomic bomb for my grade six science fair. But I only wanted to show how it functioned, not to hurt anyone," he quickly added.
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He privately thought that he wasn't much good at thinking in general, but best to keep that to himself.
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Let's not have bad things happen on the first day. Right? Right.
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