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Shop Class: 12/6

When the students enter the classroom they'll see that the familiar junkyard has been reinstated.

Sitting on the tables are some old coffee grinders.

"Your assignment today is to create a machine that will connect to this old coffee and grind the coffee. The machine can be powered by anything but an actual engine. Anything that powerful would destroy the coffee grinder. Feel free to use anything in the junkyard."

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Get to work. I'll assume O'Neill will need some help from Carter.

Work on your own projects or bug Mac

If you need to clarify anything in the assignment. Or just want to post something silly.

Cally begins work on today's assignment, hoping Mac isn't upset with her for sleeping through class last Thursday.

[ooc: Who has no RP time today? Me! Don't expect interactio.]

[OOC: NP. RL excuses conquers all. Always feel free to do a handwavey *Cally builds the machine and it works* or *Cally builds the machine and it explodes, setting Mac's mullet on fire*]

Han signs in and starts working. It's a complicated thing all springs and twisties so that when one winds down, it's winding another up.

Anders hears "coffee" and his face lights up in a way that might make sane people nervous. He picks out a coffee grinder and then sets to scrounging around the junkyard, eventually coming up with an old bicycle and some metal pieces that he rigs together into a stationary exercise bike.

After several failed attempts, he manages to attach a crankshaft between the bike's rear wheel and the coffee grinder, dumps beans into the hopper, then climbs on the bike and starts pedaling for all he's worth.

Because hey -- exercise and caffeine all at once! Double win!

*DEATH begins hunting for an old hampster cage, finally finding one. He removes the wheel from the cage and, using various and sundry bits, including rubber bands, to make make-shift gears, connects it to the coffee grinder.

He then looks at the machine and waits expectently.*

*The Death of Rats appears after a few momments, scampering into the danger room to report to DEATH. He holds his scythe at the ready.*

*DEATH motions towards the contraption with his own scythe.*

*The skeletal rat hops up and down, motioning wildly with his scythe. He does appear pleased.*

*Following this bit of rodential ranting, the Death of Rat crosses his skeletal arms and, if possible, would appear quite stubborn. For a rat.*

THERE ARE SACRIFICES WE ALL MUST MAKE TO PROPERLY PERFORM THE DUTY. IT IS OUR PLACE TO TAKE PRIDE IN A JOB WELL DONE. NOW, PLEASE. INTO THE WHEEL.

*DEATH's voice has taken on a more imposing tone, if possible for DEATH to sound more imposing than he normally does.*

*The Death of Rats, eventually, climbs into the wheel and begins to run, the turning of which causes the coffee grinder to work. He is radiating a rat-sized aura of dread and annoyance.

DEATH, however, appears to be quite pleased.*

*dies* I can't post now. What could be better than DEATH's?

I know. I just posted it on quotes. *iz ded* *again*

DEATH pwns Shop class every week, yo. It's awesome.

Rogue starts pawing through the junk yard, coming up with some pipes, tape and a mechanical bike pump. She rigs up a small tube of piping and connects it to the bike pump. She uses the directed pressurized air to turn the gears of the grinder. It works, but every so often a puff of coffee grounds spouts up out of the grinder. Rogue frowns. "I like tea better anyway."

John wonders why they just weren't allowed to just crank the wheel. Seems stupid. Oh, well, time to get creative.

John took the wheel off the grinder and put a socket and air wrench on the end with a shut off valve about 10 feet away to modulate the amount of pressure.

It works, when turned to low.

~~Hey? It's not my fault the Mun's an idiot who can't tell the inside of a phone from a broken toaster! *Thwap* Ow!~~

So we're supposed to... make a machine to make the other machine grind the coffee?

Wouldn't it just be cheaper to buy a coffee machine made after electricity was discovered?

"Would you prefer to get a failing grade?"

*smirk*

[OOC: Just read your OOC post. If you want to snark and have time great. Otherwise a hanwavey post on how you built a machine is fine. Can have my doppelganger get overstressed now, can I?]

Jack weighed his options. Fail. Die. Fail. Die. Faildiefaildiefaildie... Eh, he could always hitch a ride back with Daniel next time...

"Can I at least ask exactly... what we're supposed to be doing? I mean, I get what we ave to do but... I don't. You know?"

[You're lucky, Jack's still stuck trying to do his classes so he can snark for a tad bit. That and I just found a misnumbered page in my notes which means I'm, giving myself a break before I have to start them over. Wish I had a copy-machine...]

Mac rolls his eyes at his younger doppelganger. How can two people who look so much alike be so different?

"It's simple O'Neill. You find a way to power the coffee grinder other than the hand crank. Like Um... Death did over there."

Points to rat running on a habit trail.

"Well maybe not exactly like that."

John works on some odds and ends, such as making shelving brackets and cutting shelf boards for his dorm.

~~most of his sekrit project is done~~

Bridge finds some yarn and a sewing machine. Threading the yarn through the machine, he then ties it to the crank of the coffee grinder.

Pressing down on the sewing machine's foot pedal, he grins triumphantly as the coffee grinder begins to grind away.

Illyana searches through the junk pile. She'd prefer to use magic to power the contraption, but settles for springs and gears to wind up and let grind the coffee.

But she may have used a little magic to stick the pieces together.

Wheee! I got her back in here. (Sorry, it's been a rough couple weeks IRL. *thud*)

*slips in late and cobbles together something passable*

*whispers to O'Neill*

I was gonna say, "Did someone suddenly ban the sale of ground coffee," but I didn't want to get my ass kicked.

*Jack whispers back to Shep*

Damn. Wish I'd'a thought of that one.

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