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Shop Class

As the students walk in they find themselves in a room with several locked boxes. Around them are assorted (virtual) cleaning & gardening supplies.

"All right kids. Today's assignment is to use the supplies around you to blow the lock off the box. Each successful student will find a prize inside the box for you to take home, so don't blow it to smithereens."

((OOC: Blast will not harm students since the safety locks are on. Prizes are real and can be taken home and used at your leisure. Will not be modding the results of your explosion, so do whatever you want.

Big Thanks for Carter!mun who gave me the idea. *kicks muse for not helping sooner*))

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Blow it up kids!

Work on your own projects or bug Mac.

"Professor? I have the note I promised you from my guardian." In Rogue's hand is a letter, typed on offically Xavier's School for the Gifted Stationary, explaining her absence as a unavoidable medical emergancy. "Is there any work I need to do to make up for missing Tuesday?"

Mac looks over the note. "That's not a problem Rogue. Next Monday hand in a 100 word topic on your favorite tool and we'll call it even. Deal?"

She grins. "Deal. Thanks for being understanding."

Edward mixes some iodine and ammonia he finds in the household supplies until he gets crystals. Very carefuly he wraps the crystals in duct tape and uses them to blow the lock off of the box. The makeshift explosive does cause the box to turn a funny color, and releases a weird-colored cloud.

[When Ed opens the box, he finds a Mullet Wig!]

~~Cally mixes ammonia and bleach and promptly kills the whole class with the deadly fumes.~~

~~Cally simply pretends the box is a toaster, and it falls to pieces when she touches it.~~

Cally comes up with some sort of chemical mixture akin to a teeny little bit of napalm, and utilizes it to try and blow open the box.

Edward blinks and pokes it. ~~It kind of resembles a dead rat.~~ When it doesn't bite him, he picks it up and frowns at it.

[And yes Cally wins a slightly singed Mullet wig]

Anders signs in, arranges an assortment of the products in front of him, and co-opts Bridge's thinking position again. After contemplating his options from a handstand for a few minutes, he picks out a few industrial-strength drain openers and toilet bowl cleaners, and through sheer dumb luck manages to mix up something with enough hydrochloric acid in it to melt the lock off the box.

. . . well, okay, so it didn't blow up, but the fumes are kind of noxious.

Rogue stares at the box, wishing she'd taken chemistry. "Okaay." She thinks hard, then picks up a bottle fo drain cleaner, noting the high lye content. She dribbles the caustic chemical on the lock, gagging at the fumes.

[[If the lock's strong, this probably won't work, but hey, lye is fun!]]

[Unfortunately some of the acid got on Anders's mullet wig.]

~~Oh noes! Will this jeopardize my cover years down the road, when I have to use that mullet wig in the very special episode of 21 Fandom Jump Street where Lee and I come back here undercover?~~

Perhaps it can be repaired by a talented wigmaster before then. However you must take excellent care of the wig if it is to survive that long.

I also expect to see some MacGyverisk action in the next episode of Adama, Lee Adama or I'll be sorely disappointed.

[Lye didn't eat through the lock. Please try again]

"It's a wig Ed. Now you can look as good as your shop teacher."

First thing, Sam opened the window for proper ventilation.

Then, humming, she mixed bleach with a few other chemical ingredients, distilled the compound down into crystals over a flame, collected the crystals, and heated them for a second time, again collecting the crystals. Then she realized she didn't have the available materials to make a blasting cap. "Well, shoot."

She put the crystals aside for later.

For her second attempt, she opened a bag of fertilizer, donned some gloves, and wrapped a handful of it up in an ammonia-soaked cleaning rag. She placed the small packet next to the lock and waited for the chemical reaction to take place.

[The lock explodes and Sam ends up with a mighty fine looking mullet wig that smells like ammonia]

Sam grinned evilly. She had a month to figure out how to get the ammonia smell out of the wig before she gave it to O'Neill for Christmas.

Then she looked at the little pile of explosive crystals. They appeared innocent sitting in their place on the table, but seemed somehow sad and forlorn because they weren't fulfilling their purpose in life by blowing things up.

"What do you want me to do with these crystals?" She asked Mac. "They should be stable without a detonator."

Mac pulls out his remote and a blasting cap appears.

"Have fun. Blow something up."

Sam beamed at him. "Oh, excellent, Mac. Anyone have any suggestions for the victim?"

"Something, Carter. Not someone."

"I knew that," Sam retorted, as she scanned the room for something that would look better in small pieces.

[ooc: OMG this sounds like something Mac's ~~evil twin~~ alter-ego would say.]

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