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Shop Class #8: Pumpkin Madness

As the students enter into the Danger ~~Room~~ Shop, they find that it has been transformed into a large field. On one side of a field is a barn with a large bullseye painted on it. On the other side of the field a series of markers, much like you would see at a golf driving range.

Everyone's flinger is setup where they left it and a large pile of pumpkins sits next to each one.

Mac tosses a pumpkin in the air with a grin.

"Okay kids... Let's have some fun."

((OOC: Read the following posts for what to do.))

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(OOC: Please describe your machine to Mac IC)

Mac tosses you a pumpkin. "All right. Let's see how far this baby can toss this thing."

((OOC: Describe the action your flinger takes. Mac will respond with the results of the fling))

Mac tosses you another pumpkin. "All right. Aim for the bullseye on the barn."

((OOC: Describe the action your flinger takes. Mac will respond with the results of the fling))

"All right... Now for the fun part. PUMPKIN WAR!!!"

(OOC: Go nuts. Feel free to use your teacher as target practice.)

Questions? Comments? Suggestions?

Alright sir, this is the Callynanders Chucker 4000, It flings, it stings, it even makes julienne fries. Well, not the last bit. ~~Though Bridge's machine might...~~

Basically, we've set up a ballista. The winch powers back the cable, attached to set of tension bars, to build up the required tension and energy for the fling. Attaches to the string is out little half-bucket that we put the pumpkin in. After the winch pulls the cable back into full tension, we have a quick release pin so that it can fling with sudden and direct force. *nod*

Sam pulled her machine out and placed it in the appropriate spot. Having no illusions about who would be cleaning up the pumpkin guts after class, she'd worn her oldest jeans and one of Jack's shirts. "What I've got here is kind of like a combination of a motorized tetherball pole and old-fashioned sling."

She placed the ~~lotion in the basket~~ pumpkin in the duct tape sling and positioned it carefully as she demonstrated. "The lawnmower engine spins the pole, which in turns spins the pumpkin in its duct tape sling, which is attached to the pole using aircraft cable. When the centrifugal force gets to be too much and too strong, the cotter pin," she pointed to it, "from the old exercise bike will fail from the stress and release the pumpkin."

Sam studied her device carefully. "Inertia should take care of the rest."

Sam double-checked the position of the pumpkin, pulled the ripcord on the lawnmower, and stood back.

Everything on the machine worked the way it was supposed to.

"Looks Good guys. Let's see how it does in action."

"Wow. Very nice. Do you have any control of when the pumpkin is released?"

"Well, I checked the specs on the cotter pins, figured out the rate of speed of the lawnmower motor, and adjusted the tension on the aircraft cable using some information I found in the library, but if these parts don't match those specs or I calculated wrong, then, no, I guess I don't."

*DEATH gestures to his machine, to which a pumpkin is already strapped.*

[OOC: Can I just tell you how much I enjoy having you in my class? You make me die laughing EVERY TIME!!]

Um... DEATH's machine can only be used once. However, he can always bore a hole into the pumpkins for later trials, fill them with gasoline, stuff them with more t-shirt and just make pumpkin bombs... he'll rationalize it, of course, in usual DEATH-y manners.

[OOC: BTW - The lotion in the basket thing? *Iz ded*]

Being a high powered lawn mower motor, the pumpkin is sent off at a high velocity and easily clears 350 yards. It explodes spectacularly in the distance.

"Wow. Good job Carter."

*DEATH lights the sparklers on either side of the pumpkin and, once they are going well, lights the t-shirt.

The machine works as expected.*

Sam grinned. "Thanks. ~~I love the smell of exploded punkin in the morning.~~ I'm just not sure how it's going to do on the accuracy part of things."

Hee! Um... you realize as amusing I find this it doesn't really go with the project. You still get an A+ for originality though.

Let's hold off on the pumpkin bombs, but Death can hurl as many pumpkins as he wants when the pumpkin battle (if it happens) occurs.

The pumpkin explodes sending bits everywhere. The farthest pumpkin fragment goes 100 yards, but the entire bullseye on the Barn happens to covered with pumpkin goop.

"Well that's not exactly what I was looking for," Mac says wiping pumpkin from his face and goop from his mullet, "but you did manager to hit the bullseye."

"Well get it loaded and we'll see how you do."

Hey now! My project was too within the parameters of the project! You wanted an aparatus, made from stuff in a junk yard, that would fling a pumpkin.

My pumpkin has been flung! Just, in lots of directions at once. You never said it had to be reusable. :P

And that's fine - tis why I asked afterall, since I figured improvising mid-project might be pushing it. You catch me in moods like this, and you get things like, oh, exploding pumpkins. Glad to be a source of amusement.

Awww! Screw it. Explode all the pumpkins you want!

Like how I made you hit the bullseye?

*DEATH seems inordinately pleased, and does not seem to notice the stringy bits of pumpkin or seeds hanging off of every inch of himself.*

Yes. Yes I did. *Is highly amused.*

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Shop Class #8: Pumpkin Madness

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