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Shop Class #2

As the students walk in, Mac is busy tinkering with a remote control car. He looks up and smiles and gestures to...

Surrounding the room are a series of small bank vaults.

"Today kids we are going to see how you guys do pulling a houdini. You are all going to be tied up with rope and locked in a bank vault that is currently under constuction. Your goal is to get out of the ropes and break out of the vault. If you wish to partner up with someone you may, or you can work on your own."

Each of the vaults have:
safety deposit boxes - filled with typical stuff you would find there
An oxygen tank
A toolbox with your standard tools
A drill ((Not able to penetrate vault door, walls or lock. Can puncture safety deposit box locks))
A chair
((No power tools available. No cutting torches or welding equipment feel free to add anything you might find in a bank vault))
Of course you will have your virtual Swiss Army Knife and Duct tape with you.

For next Tuesday, you will be required to make a homemade smokescreen to use as a means to escape detection. Please make a list of the items you require and we will replicate it here in the Danger ~~Room~~ Shop.

Sam? I want you to come up with an in-class assignment for next Thursday.

Kitty? Please arrange a time to work with Cally to train her on to use the Danger ~~Room~~ Shop Technology.

Open Shop/Office Hours are here today from 12-4. ((Please post in the appropriate response below.))

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"I hold the paper while you hold the hammer?" He complained even while doing as she said. "I think I've seen this episode before. If you hit my hand I promise I will milk it for all it's worth and make you suffer."

"Shut up and hold the paper still, Ethel." She positioned the nail on the wall, then struck it several times with the hammer. She gouged the vault a little, so she repositioned. If she did this enough times, hopefully the friction would cause enough heat to ignite the paper, even without a spark.

She didn't know how it happened, but eventually the paper lit. She ran to get the chair leg and held the tapered end over the lit paper.

[Okay. Here's the part where the mun shines through, I haven't the slightest clue whatsoever what I'm suppossed to do here. My knowledge of this type of stuff is not to kill myself while playing with fire.]

[OOC: Okay, it would never happen this way IRL without burning Jack, but in theory, the leg should start to at least smolder. The smoke should set off the sprinkler, which should short out the electrical system, which should trigger the electric timer, which should open the door automagically. Without exploding anything, either. Janet would be so proud.]

[So pretty much Jack should notice the chair smoking and then get all wet, right?]

[He should stick his hand up in the air and wave the smoking stick near the sprinkler first--I think he's still taller.]

[Yeah, he's scrawney, so tall and gawky is his game right now.]

[Wasn't sure how you were playing that, growth spurt wise...Sam's 5'9", but Jack ended up being 6'.]

[The way I'm thinking is that Jack hit full height around fifteen and stayed all boney-like for a few years. So right now he's heavier then DJ Qualls but not by much.]

[OOC; *laughing* Gotcha. Thank god for the Air Force, huh?]

[Yeah, he was pretty much the runt for a long time.]

[Not making Janet jokes....she's having a rough day.]

[And Janet would kill Jack.]

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Suddenly the leg started to smoke. Once a sufficiently thick plume of smoke started to rise Jack grabbed the leg and waved it through the air. After nearly a minute Jack heard the small clink and the sprinklers came on.

"This is a hologram, right? Why are we wet?"

"Why are you able to hold onto the virtual knife?" She asked, wiping wet hair out of her eyes and pulling her now damp t-shirt away from her body. "Just wait for the timer to go off so we can get out of here."

A few minutes later, the vault went dark and the door opened a crack. "C'mon," she said, throwing her weight against it. "I think it'll take both of us ~~since we're both so puny.~~"

[You guys are great. I have half a mind to put the "IOU one Flamethrower" on fandom quotes]

[Thanks. :) We'll be here all night!]

Jack followed suit and slammed the right half of his body against the door.

"Here's to hoping. ~~I'm not puny! I'm lithe.~~"

Sam pushed forward, and the door opened a little further. "We're getting it." She planted her feet and pushed harder.

"~~I believe the phrase you're looking for is wiry.~~"

Jack shoved harder against the door, and it pushed open more.

~~"That too."~~

"Is it open enough for one of us to slip through yet," Sam asked, "I can't see from my angle." She pushed a little harder, but her feet slipped a bit on the wet concrete and she fell to one knee. "Ow."

"Shit. You okay?" He asked as he saw Carter fall. "I think it's open enough. You need help?"

"Yeah, I'm okay," she said, getting back on her feet. She was wet, she was tired, and she was still inside the damn vault. "Let's get out of here, Jack."

She shivered. It was colder than she'd thought. "You go first, in case you have problems because of your arm."

"Nope. Don't think so. You go, I'll get your six."

"Fine." She was too grumpy to argue. "But if you get stuck, I'm leaving your ass here."

She limped slightly over to the door and slipped through. Her shirt got caught on the way out, but she freed it easily.

"I'm through. Now you."