Wednesday, July 12th, 2006

[identity profile] cheerfulgoth.livejournal.com
The computer lab desks were shoved to the side today and the walls on each side were now individual cubbys. Each cubby had a red tool box with the students name written on the side.

Abby stood by the door and pointed towards the walls as the students entered. "Find your cubby and take a seat. If you have a laptop on you, pull it out. If you don't, see me to get a loner from the school."

"Alright, I think we're set." After everyone was settled Abby moved to the front of the classroom and smiled at everyone. "Welcome to Advanced Computers. For those of you I don't know, I'm Professor Abby and I'm a forensic specialist for NCIS or naval criminal investigative service. A large portion of my work deals with computers and computer technology. This session we're going to focus on some of the more advanced aspects of computer technology such as modifications, repair, website creation, and hacking. We should have a blast!"

"First thing we're going to do today is a little game show I'm going to call Pimp my Comp. If you've never seen the popular tv show with a similar name, it involves a group of mechanics who take a car and trick it out. New rims, fur seats and bumping sound systems. They always throw in something wild like a jacuzzi in the back of a station wagon or a smoothie bar in a VW bug. That's what we're going to be doing today."

"Your tools boxes are full of things you're going to need to pimp out a computer. You've got software, hardware tools, manuals, and little surprises. You've got to the end of this workshop to trick out a computer and then you get a chance to present it to the class. The winner of the most pimped out ride computer gets their very own pimp cane." Abby held up a stick covered in glittery computer chips and topped with a mouse spray painted gold. "So get to it, guys!"

"Oh, one last thing. You're not pimping out your own computers. Everyone trade!"

[ooc: I'm not assigning partners since I don't know who has what time zones, so just pick someone to trade. Toolbox contents are handwavy. Should have useful computer tools, cd rom's of programs, and decorative pimp-like bits and whatever else you need. Wait for OCD threads. Have fun!]

[eta: Do not damage/delete/wreck another characters computer.]

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Wednesday, July 12th, 2006 07:57 am
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/
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[identity profile] stargazer-ellie.livejournal.com
Week 1 - Introduction to Observational Astronomy II; the Milky Way; the Big and Little Dippers, Cassiopeia

Star maps: East | West | North | South | Overhead

Ellie waited for the students at the main campfire as her email had said. When everyone was there, she led them down to the beach for a unobstructed view of the sky. There were a few wispy clouds, but for the most part the skies were clear. Watch me mod the weather, whee! Ellie handed out copies of starmaps and extra binoculars for those who needed them, then began her lecture.

"Welcome to Observational Astronomy! I'm Dr. Ellie Arroway, but please, call me Ellie, and I'll be teaching you about the wonderful things you can find in the night sky. As you will soon learn I love astronomy and sometimes tend to ramble when I teach, so please feel free to interrupt with questions at any time, or let me know if you have trouble finding anything I'm pointing out. I see a couple of faces I recognize, and while some of this material is going to be familiar to you, we'll hit some new constellations toward the end of the session, as the fall constellations start to rise.

''If you look -- really look -- at the stars, you'll see they aren't just points of white light. )

"Any questions?"

Jewelry Workshop 1

Wednesday, July 12th, 2006 08:42 am
[identity profile] heterodine.livejournal.com
*Handwavey* notes appeared for all students that the Jewelry workshop will be in Agatha’s shop.
Agatha came in and surveyed the room. “Welcome guys. This is introductory Jewelry, and I am Agatha. Some of you know me from last term, some of you know me from around town.” She waved to John.

“This workshop is about doing something fun and beautiful. Because really, that is what jewelry is. We will learn basic techniques that will enable you to make several small pieces. However, today we are going to talk a bit about what jewelry is and make sure you are aware of all the safety procedures. Come this way.”

She will walk around the workshop showing them various bits of equipment. “Ok, this is the ventilation hood. Chemicals have to be used under here, and also the torches. These are oxy-acetylene torches, which means they combine the acetylene in this tank with the oxygen around you to burn.” She turns the knob and strikes the striker. “This is how you turn it on. This knob controls the size of flame. Don’t touch the flame, it is hot. Her eis the dremmel machine. It’s a flex-shaft, so be careful. It is for drilling, and for fine polishing work. And this is the pickle solution. Don’t put your hands in here. Also, don’t put ANYTHING that is stainless steel in there, it will copper plate everything you have in there.” She quickly closes the crock-pot of pickle solution, due to the heavy acidic smell. “This is where the tools are kept. There are pliers, and cutters and bristle brushes and everything here. There is also sheet metal and wire. You should have everything you need.” The cabinet is indeed full of all kinds of jewelry supplies, funky shaped saws and files and everything.

“The med kit is here. You should totally not ever need it, but just in case. Now, please introduce yourselves, and tell me, what is Jewelry? Describe a piece of jewelry you have seen that epitomized the term to you.”

Photography [7/12]

Wednesday, July 12th, 2006 08:43 am
[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com
Veronica had handwavy sent an email and hung some signs so students would know to meet in the Journalism classroom. She had a spread of bagels and muffins from J,GOB along with plenty of coffee and tea.

"Welcome to Photography," she said once everyone had arrived. "Help yourself to coffee and baked goods," she added as she began passing out a Basics of Photography handout along with a syllabus.

"For those of you that don't know me, I'm Veronica Mars. You can call me Veronica. I'm a recent graduate of Fandom High, but I've been an amateur photographer for a long time. So you know, the rest of our workshops could get a little messy with developing photos, so please don't wear good clothes."

She smiled. "Today's going to be an easy day. We're going to go over the syllabus and the basics of photography. I'd like to start by having you all introduce yourselves and tell me why you signed up for this workshop. Additionally, if you have your own non-digital camera that you'd like to use, please let me make sure it's appropriate. If you don't have a camera, you can borrow one from the school."

[ooc: please read the ooc thread for info on my avail!]

[ETA: gmail is being wonky & I'm not getting all my notifications. *kicks internets*]
[identity profile] badassbutler.livejournal.com
Alfred had sent out a handwaved e-mail that informed his students that their first class would be held in a private room at Cafe Fina.

When they arrived at the Cafe, they were led by Wadsworth to a back room where a long table with a delicious Cafe Fina breakfast spread lay. They were then informed that, due to unforeseen circumstances, Alfred would be a bit late this class.


Time goes by, and Alfred still does not show up. Fifteen minutes pass and the students, while enjoying their breakfasts, are possibly starting to wonder where the hell their teacher is.

Eventually, in one of the sudden silences that comes during meals, the students hear the scratching of a pen on paper.

Alfred stands up from his seat at the head of the table and flips closed his notebook. "For the curious, I've been here for quite some time now." He places the notebook down on the table, takes a sip of tea, and begins his lecture.

Lecture )

He smiled and refilled his cup of tea. "Well, that's enough of me lecturing you, which, if I remember my school days correctly, is always fairly boring. Why don't you all introduce yourselves. Tell us your names, a little about yourselves, and why you joined this class. Then, I want you to practice deception. Get up in pairs or groups of threes and play two truths and a lie. Tell your partner three statements, two of which are true, one of which is a lie. Your partner must guess which is the lie or face a penalty of your choosing."

He gave them a very serious glare. "And please, keep the penalties to the mildly uncomfortable or mildly embarrassing. I would not enjoy having to rescue you from angering one of the local monsters."

[[Wait for the OCD! OCD up!]]

Library [07/12]

Wednesday, July 12th, 2006 01:14 pm
[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
After Photography, Rory finished making sure all the copies of the newsletter were out and spamming the flist before opening the library.

As soon as she had the door propped open, she set her things down and went back out to drag the rather large fan she had brought with her.

Making sure it was on the oscillating function so nothing would blow away, she contentedly curled up behind the desk with her book.

[Open! No OCD! Summer yay!]
[identity profile] theharperisgood.livejournal.com
The danger-shop was set up to look like a cluttered workshop, every available surface covered in futuristic looking junk. Harper sat with his feet up on a bench tapping at a control pad and drinking from a can of Sparky's.

"Good afternoon class," Harper said, taking a sip of his cola. "Just find somewhere to take a seat and we'll get started."

After the class had found somewhere to sit or lean, he stood up.

"My name is Seamus Zelazny Harper," he said. "You can call me Harper. Now I could give this big inspiring Dylan-like speech about the universe, chaos and how we must and really, all you need to know can be condensed into two sentences." Harper held up two fingers.

The universe hates you. Deal with it. )

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up! Post away!]
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