Thursday, July 12th, 2007

[identity profile] demons-death.livejournal.com
The Danger Shop was set up like an outdoor target range. Off to the side was a table set up with the sign-in sheet, several handouts, and an urn of coffee.

"Good morning," John greeted the class. "Welcome to Firearms and You. What you should come away from this workshop with is the knowledge of how to take care of and fire various types of guns and the confidence to know when, and more importantly when not to use them.

"You've picked up two handouts; the first one is a general overview of firearms, the history and different types, a number of which you'll have a chance to try out in this class. The second is about gun safety. I expect you all to read it and follow the rules it lists. Not doing so will have consequences ranging from detention to being asked to leave the range for the rest of that class -- or longer for repeated violations." John paused and looked around, trying to figure out which would be the ones most tempted to break the rules. "We're not dealing with toys here and I expect you all to treat the guns as the weapons they are.

"Now for this first session, I'd like to get to know you and what experience you already have. So we're going to go around and have each person give their name and, if you feel capable, step up to the range and demonstrate what you can do. The computer will provide whatever weapon you ask for." He paused. "'I don't have experience' is a perfectly acceptable response."

John looked around and smiled. "So who is going first?"

[ooc: wait for OCD's up. Have at it.]
[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com
John was not nervously pacing inside the Danger Room Shop, waiting for his students. All classes except the final race would be in here... and if he can get the damn shop to look less mauve, he'd be a happy camper.

"Okay, uh, take your workstations? Hi. I'm John Connor. I went to school here about two years ago, so I'm familiar with some of the craziness."

"This is Practical Applications. It's sort of a cross between a metal shop class and a small engines class. The final goal is to build a go kart for racing... and since there's only three on my roster, it's not going to be a big race. Specifically, you'll learn about engines, then design and welding, and then build the thing so you can race it without injury or explosions."

He started pacing. "So. Please tell me that y'all know what gasoline and engine oil are so I don't have to explain the whole 'take dinosaurs, cook at 350 degrees for a couple million years until crude' thing. I've got some handouts on how the whole thing works, but here's the basics."

"Okay. Basically, a gas engine, diesel engine, it's a series of controlled explosions, right? Introduce fuel and air into the cylinder, compress it with the piston, ignite it, and that explosion pushes the piston down, which spins the crank, which makes something useful. 's all an engine does, turn up and down explosion energy into rotational energy. Okay. I'm getting wordy, so I'm gonna cut this short." Short was relative.

"We're gonna be dealing with two stroke gas engines with side shafts. If you need help, refer to the handout for more info. Two stroke: Gas and oil are mixed together, and there's just two cycles to the thing. The up stroke, where the piston moves up and compresses the fuel and air, and the down stroke, where the explosion forces the thing down. So not dirty. Geez. What am I doing? Anyways. That's it. There's a collection of motors here on the work stations, stuff like weed whackers, chainsaw, old snowblower engine. Get familiar with them, learn where all the parts are. If you want to start getting dirty, go ahead. Next class we'll be going over breakdown and troubleshooting, stuff like how to change the spark plug, rebuild the carb, do a ring job and a valve job, check the electrical. Basically, how to turn a worn motor into something that'll work."

He paused for a moment. "Uh, if you want extra credit, do some research on some of the other engine types, like the Wankel or V-Twin or something and write up a 5 page paper on the history of it. Development. If you'd use it in a go cart, and if not, what vehicle it'd be."

"Not sure about office hours at the moment, so...maybe we'll just steal the shop for an extra hour? This is the last class of the day..."

Class Roster:
A.J.
Dib
Naomi Wildman
[OOC in progress up]
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The class had received handwavey instructions to meet in the Danger Shop and as they entered, Phoebe was sitting on a chair in front of the ring of desks as usual. She was looking a little more somber than usual.

"After the announcement of random music popping up this morning, I figured that the Danger Shop might offer a little bit of protection and respite from that." She gave them all a sad smile. "I'm glad to see that all of you decided to sign up to continue with the second session of the workshop." She passed out a bound booklet. "This is a review of everything we covered last session so you guys have them within an easy to handle organization."

She sat back down.

"Okay, we have one new student this session, so we're going to do the introductions thing again. I want you to give your name, what you hope to gain from this class, and something in history or legend -- that pertains to this classs -- that you would be interested in delving deeper into."
[identity profile] suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com
[Workshop Roster]

It's LEGENDARY )


[ooc: Please wait for OCD is up! Barney is providing all students with suits, so there should be no issues with students wearing them to workshops unless they want detention. When you sign in to future classes, simply tell about your suit or mention you are wearing one. Extra credit for suit icons, omg. If you are a girl and don’t want Barney to assume you are a lesbian, feel free to tell him so in the experience thread. Also, one line totally stolen borrowed from Barney's Blog.]
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[personal profile] needsaparrot
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well, they're no friends of mine...


Even if the music out of nowhere makes him blink, Xander has to admit it's appropriate accompaniment for his usual spiel regarding hats, gloves, goggles, climbing harnesses and hydration. It's also almost as bad as Macho Man for resisting the urge to actually dance.

Of course the resistance gets easier after the fourth or fifth replay. "Couldn't you put it on Shuffle or something?" he gripes at... the sky, for want of a direction to blame.
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[OOC: open!]

Lunch - Thursday 7/12

Thursday, July 12th, 2007 10:12 am
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Guud murneeng stoodents! Try tu stey oooot ooff zee soon tudey. Yuoo du nut vunt tu boorst intu flemes. It heppens.

Tudey's Menoo:

-Peezza

-Muzzerella Steecks

-Seled

-Cuukeees
[identity profile] ismyhairout.livejournal.com
Hades' voice came over the speakers around the school. "So here's the thing, dear students and assorted other people who might be listening. You know how in the movies and on TV music suddenly starts playing outta nowhere to suit the situation? Have you ever thought what it would be like if that happened in real life and you could hear the music?

No? Well, you'll find out today. Apparently."

Music suddenly made itself heard over the microphone and a voice, definitely NOT Hades' started singing.

"I've been walking these streets so long,
Singing the same old song
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
Where hustle's the name of the game
And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain.
There's been a load of compromisin'
On the road to my horizon
But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on meeeee
Like a rhinestone cowboy!"


"And sometimes the music doesn't suit the situation."

"Like a rhinestone cow-"

"Enough!" Hades barked, then cleared his throat and spoke calmly into the microphone. "You've been warned."

[OOC: Music will randomly appear out of nowhere throughout the day. Mod your own music. Go easy on explicit lyrics in the comms. Use [microphone feedback] to mask swearing if you have to and because it amuses me like crazy. The voices might pipe down if you ask them to, or they might be annoying and drive you mad. Your call!]

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