Advanced Computers #6, Wednesday Afternoon 8/16

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"Get your sorry butts in the chairs, noobs!" Abby stood at the front of the class with an angry expression on her face. "Today's class is on flaming. We're going to learn what it is, how not to embarrass ourselves while doing out and then we're going to have an all out flame war."

Abby dropped the grumpy face and smiled at the students before lecturing on the history of flaming and clicked some of the old Usenet battles up on the plasma screen, before giving tips on how to flame properly. "We've also got a site that tells us about the different kind of flame warriors. There are the well known warriors like 'Lurker' and 'Newbie' and 'Fanboy'. But I want you to look through and figure out it if you're an Propellerhead, a Big Dog, Innocence Abused, or an Ent."

"For the purposes of our flame wars today, there are only a few rules. I care more about spelling than I do dirty language so while some netspeak is acceptable try to show some intelligence. Secondly, you can use graphics if they are nws, just post links. Finally, keep this in the forums. It's all in good fun so don't take it personal."

"Finally, for anyone that's bored there's a game where you can literally flame forum posters." Abby grinned. "It doesn't get much better than a game that lets you shoot fire from your mouth to burn other people to a crisp."

[OCD up! Have fun flaming!]

Photography [8/16]

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Veronica arrived after her students, wearing dark glasses and carrying what might possibly be the largest mug of coffee ever invented. A wee bit too much sake last night? Quite possibly. She pointedly did not look at Cally, Al or Stark.

"Um, here's handouts," she said, shoving the stack at someone to pass out to the rest of the class. "We're learning about night photography. You can go to the astronomy workshop tonight if you want to know what you're taking pictures of. I don't have a lecture, so just read at your leisure. I also can't stand the smell of chemicals this morning, so you're on your own in the darkroom. When you're all done in there, you can come back out and brainstorm for next week's prompts."

As soon as they headed in to the darkroom, Veronica put her head down. She realized that was a bad idea when the room started spinning. Why had she drunk so much sake last night?

The coffee helped her feel marginally better by the time her students were done in the darkroom (so did a couple trips to the little girls room).

"Okay, brainstorming. This week's prompts are Star, Shadow and Sad. Discuss."

Veronica really hoped no one wanted to talk to her after class, because all she wanted to do was go back to bed.



[standard sp at work disclaimers apply. and naturally, if you *all* want to talk to V after class and make fun of her hangover, you're more than wecome :)]

Observational Astronomy -- August 16

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Week 6 - August 16 - Pegasus, Andromeda, Perseus

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

( ''Please welcome any members of Veronica Mars's photography class, who may be joining us this evening. )

Jewelry Workshop

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“All right guys. We have three meetings left, and thus it is time to start. Think of what sort of piece of Jewelry you are going to make, and plan it out. Let me know what materials you may need that are not in those cabinets over there. Try to think of everything, though I know it is difficult.”

She paused and walked around the room looking at the students.

“The workstations are available for you to work at. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves about your ideas.”

Stealth and Deception #6, Wednesday Morning, Danger Shop

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As the class entered the saw Alfred standing behind a table in a large, column filled room. "Good morning class. Grab some breakfast and sit down, today is a long lecture day. I doubt we'll do anything practical."


"Now we've talked an awful lot about both stealth and deception, but there's one key element that we haven't discussed, one that I considered adding to my class title it was so important. It's one thing to get your way through a situation by lying, by decieving the searcher into thinking he's seeing something else. It's another to hide out of his vision, to make him never know that you are there.

"And it's quite another thing, though, if you do not have to employ any of these tricks," Alfred started to say before he suddenly and without explantation shimmered and disappeared.

"Because you have your searcher's attention focused somewhere else entirely," a voice said behind them. Aflred stood there with a remote. "I'm talking about distraction. The art of getting your enemy to look somewhere else entirely. Unfortunately," he continued, throwing the remote onto the table and walking around to the other side. "I have no particular techniques to demonstrate to you today. Becuase in this, there is not particular technique that works for every situation. More often than not it is merely the act of seeing an opportunity and grabbing it. Throwing a rock or a coin to imitate the sound of footsteps, rigging a disaster that requires the guards to all come running, making a feint, splitting your forces, and of course, the ever popular "blow up something important". These are all methods of getting your opponent, our paranoia created "constant searcher" to look somewhere else than where you are."

He walked over to the control console, pulled some glasses out of his pocket, and consulted a piece of paper. "Alright... this may take a while class, and for that I'm... no, wait! I've got it."

The scene shimmered and the students found themselves standing outside what appeared to be a small building.

"In this compound are secret documents," Alfred said, "vital to the well-being of the world. They are also, however, guarded round-the-clock by armed guards. The inside is filled with metal corridors, important machines, and all sorts of fun things which can be used for distraction. Including," he said looking over his glasses, "a small cache of explosives. So, what I want you all to do is dazzle me with your creativity. You're all a very bright and smart group, and today I am expecting to walk away from this room thinking "My heavens, I had never thought of that before. If only I had, that job in Mozambique would have gone so much easier. So go on, get into pairs and start dazzling me. I will provide any tools you want save those which could potentially be used as weapons. We're looking to get the enemy looking the other way."

_{[[Wait for the OCD Have fun!]]}

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The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 6)

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Harper tapped a control and the virtual workshop expanded in size.

"Now, when you're a mechanical genius like myself," he said without any trace of false modesty. "You'll often be asked to create physics defying contraptions on the fly. Often with parts that are, well, junk. Turning trash into treasure is perhaps your most valuable survival skill. Your job today is to take the parts in this room and create something that might help you survive. No weapons."

[ooc: OCD threads coming up]
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Monologuing, etc. Workshop #6, Thursday morning

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"Today is our second-last workshop - I believe the correct turn of phrase here would be 'woe' -" with, of course, the appropriate facial expression, "So we're going to be doing something a little more fun. Get into the mind of the enemy, so to speak, and make you appreciate the value of an opponent not up on his cliches." She nodded towards the stacks of paper on the table next to her. "Grab a copy of the Evil Overlord List and read through it, discuss if you like. Then I want you to write up the plans your Lair of Evil and your Legions of Terror. If you really want to wow me, include some plans for world domination in there, as well. Work alone, work in pairs, backstab and steal each other's ideas, I don't care. Go forth, my budding evil geniuses! Go forth and destroy!"

[[Yeah, I know, ridiculously early, but if it isn't now it's never. I'm off to bed. Have fun.]]