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Shop Class Final Exam: 12/20

Upon entering the Danger Shop, Mac hands each student a warm down coat for them to wear.

"Welcome to the final shop class of the semester. This is your exam. Today you will be locked in a walk-in freezer. The lock itself is broken and cannot be picked by any means. It is your job to figure out how to get out of the freezer using whatever is available in the freezer (plus your standard SAK and Duct Tape) to get out."

"Death? You cannot dematerialize and walk through the door. You must find a way to open it on your own."

Final exam:
The door is locked from the outside. There is a latch on the inside but because the lock is broken cannot be picked. The hinges to the door are on the outside of the Freezer as well. The freezer itself has one light bulb, several shelving units made of metal and various items of food. Good luck!

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Good luck!
[OOC: Feel free to work the solution all the way through to your exit. A simple *Hand-Wave: I'm out* is acceptable]

Sam dragged her sorry self into the shop room, clutching a warm cup of coffee like it was a lifeline ~~and trying desperately not to look like someone who got caught kissing a guy not her boyfriend by the principal the night before.~~

She finished the coffee and tossed the cup, then walked into the final. "Okay, focus, Carter." As the door slammed shut behind her, she took a look around at what she had to work with.

"Right, then." She used her SAK to take apart one of the shelving units, then duct-taped the shelves to a large frozen turkey, wrapping the tape around the makeshift structure to protect herself from any sharp edges.

Carter took her makeshift battering ram in hand and ran for the door, slamming it against the lock as hard as she could. The combination of the cold, the solid weight of the heavy frozen turkey, and the force from her run at the point where the lock was weakest caused the bolt to shatter. She opened the door and walked out.

"Nice job Carter. You okay? You look a little tired today."

"Thanks, Mac. Yeah, I'm fine. Just finals, you know how it goes." She shrugged, trying to look nonchalant.

Now that her eyes were fully open and she was regaining warmth in her extremities, she noticed that something about Mac was...different. And boy, he looked even more familiar than usual. No moustache, clothes were the same...Oh, wait. "Did you cut your hair?"

Mac self-consciously rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh... yeah. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing," he says with a slight flush to his face.

"Um... oh! I need to give you something (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/472632.html?thread=21710904#t21710904)," he said trying to change the subject.

"Well, I think it looks great," Sam said, trying to be reassuring. She figured the flush was just because he was male and uncertain about the change. And it really did look better. He'd been attractive before, but now, wow.

She grinned as she opened the package. Like minds, apparently. "Thanks, Mac. I got you something, (http://www.gerbertools.com/Gerber-Multi-Plier-600-Needlenose-w-Tool-Kit-7540.htm) as well," she said, pulling his present out of her bag.

Mac stared at the multi-purpose tool in front of him as though it were something from outer space.

It had... stuff. And... more stuff.

And stuff on top of stuff.

Screw driver bits? Wire crimpers? Pliers?

And... and... and there wasn't a swiss army logo on it.

How could such a thing exist?

Mac blinked several times in both confusion and delight.

"Thanks Carter... I..."

Mac loses his train of thought and goes back to playing/staring at his new toy.

[OOC: I so wish I had completed my "WTF?" icon for this]

"You're welcome." Sam frowned slightly, unsure about his reaction. "If you don't like it or already have one, it's returnable, you know. I won't be offended. ~~Much.~~"

[ooc: *snicker* Let's hear it for messing with Mac's head.]

Mac sees Carter's reaction and quickly becomes flustered. "No! This is great, I've just never.... it has... stuff!"

He starts pointing things out to Carter even though she bought it for him. "It has pliers, a screwdriver, wire cutters, a saw and... it folds! Look! It folds!"

[OOC: I was wondering when someone would give Mac one of these. Hee!]

"It should also have a little holder, so you can clip it to your belt, should you be so inclined." Sam said, grinning at Mac's excitement. "I don't go anywhere without mine. ~~At least not anymore. You forget it one time, and jeez, you never hear the end of it.~~"

Mac plays with his new gadget, almost entranced. "This is amazing." ~~Now if they could find a way to make duct tape more easier to carry.~~

"I'm glad you like it." ~~"Don't get me started on duct tape's lack of portability. You could tie it to the belt loops on your jeans, but then it smacks you in the butt when you walk."~~

Anders spots Sam and heads over to her with a small package wrapped in red paper with a gold bow (http://www.thinkgeek.com/gadgets/electronic/58cb/), and a slightly larger one (http://www.thinkgeek.com/electronics/cameras/798d/) in gold paper with a red bow.

"Hey Carter, I didn't get a chance to catch you yesterday, but these are for you. Merry Christimas." He grins at her.

"Wow, thanks, Anders! These are amazing." She had a serious debate with herself, then decided to play with the torch first. "I have gifts for you, but they're back in my room. I'll drop by later or you can find me."

"I forget, are you going to be staying here over the break, or are you going home?"

He shrugs. "I'll be here. Dad figured it wasn't worth the trouble for such a short visit. Not too sorry about it, though." Grinning at the torch, he adds, "Glad you like 'em. I wasn't too sure at first. Hopefully, if I remember, I'll track you down later."

"No, they're seriously great, Anders. Thanks again." She clicked the torch off. "Yeah, I can see that. I'll be around, as long as they don't close the dorms. In which case I guess I'll be living down on the corner for a few weeks and will probably appreciate a cup of coffee."

Anders grins. "Well, Zero gave me coffee, and I've got a coffee maker, so if they kick us out of the dorms we should be okay as long as we remember to pack those before we leave."

Cally laughs a little when she hears the assignment. She knows what to do.

She goes about doing exactly what she attempted during her TA trial, going about making a little gutter tray from ice cream cartons, and then chipping ice, placing one end of the little gutter at the lock on the door, and the other at the light bulb. She then melts the ice at the light bulb, letting the water trickle down into the lock.

There, the water refreezes, and shatters the lock completely. Cally pulls open the door and smiles.

"It worked this time. Yay!"

"Good job ~~My TA of Doom~~ Cally. Oh and Merry-whatever-you-celebrate!" Mac says as he hands over his gift (http://www.victorinox.com/newsite/images/news/1_7905_VT_voyager_lite1.jpg) for her.

"Thanks for helping out this year."

"Oh, thank you sir!" Cally opens the gift and smiles. "Oooh! I got a real one now! This is awesome!" Cally then hugs Mac, because that's what Cally does. Christmas hugs for all, yay!

Anders's first attempt at getting out involves rigging up a bizarre turkey-flinging apparatus from shelves and duct tape, but this really doesn't accomplish much more than to give him a few very bad minutes of tinnitis from the echoes of the impact inside the freezer.

Frowning, he wonders if he can unscrew the light bulb and hold it over his head, and therefore miraculously come up with some brilliant plan to get out.

He actually seriously considers this for a moment before deciding that it's really not worth the effort, and besides, he'd be in the dark. ~~(Well, literally in the dark, as opposed to figuratively, which he usually is to some degree anyway.)~~

Instead, he rearranges several of the shelving units, takes a couple of the shelves down and rigs them to swing with duct tape loops, then duct tapes a few turkeys to them as securely as he can. (He adds a couple of strings of frozen sausage too, just for decoration.) Getting behind the arrangement of shelves, he starts swinging the turkey-weighted shelves as hard as he can at the lock until it breaks.

. . . of course, once he steps out of the freezer he can't hear a damn thing, thanks to all that noise.

"Good job Anders! You've come a long way since the beginning of the semester."

Anders grins and shivers a little bit. "Thanks, sir. This class has been awesome. Easier than book stuff for me since I actually get to work problems out in person instead of reading about them." He nods. "I'm all about the hands-on stuff."

"~~I knew you were afraid of books.~~ Good job, champ! And you definitely excel at the hands-on stuff, that's for sure." Cally didn't wink. Honest.

Anders might blush here, but the ringing in his ears seems to have temporarily eliminated his innuendo radar. "Not as good as you, coach. You were all efficient and sophisticated and stuff. My solutions always seem to involve, like, banging things until they do what I want them to."

He pauses. "Or, y'know, sometimes not."

~~After all the "hands-on" and "banging" comments, Mac wonders if he should push Cally and Anders back in the freezer to cool off.~~

~~If Mac were to do that, Anders would think that the freezer would no longer be freezing things. Things might melt. Which would be messy. And not in a good way.~~

~~Grabs the brain bleach after visualizing the melting action that could occur with Cally, Anders and a bunch of frozen Turkeys~~

"Speaking of hands-on. Happy holidays Anders," Mac says as he hands over his gift (http://www.victorinox.com/newsite/images/produkte/0-3802.jpg).

Anders grins. "Whoa. Frakkin' cool. It's all red and shiny and stuff! Thanks, dude -- I mean, sir!"

He luckily thought ahead enough to bring some cookies and cupcakes with him today, and offers some to Mac.

Mac happily munches away on the cookies.

Jack tried his damndest and actually made it out this time. He almost died and may or may not have managed to break his virtual knife but he made it out finally.

[OOC: Mun has about an hour to get ready and head to work. All snarking will resume on this end in about six hours.]

Shep sighs. He'd never admit it, but he spent some time working in fast food and he was shown the standard built in safeties on the door, so he pulls out the pins so that the defective lock, handle and all, falls off and he can leave.

[ooc: the mun almost had to do this once... it wasn't pretty! :)]

*DEATH opens the door and steps out*

*hand wave: I'm out*
Wasn't TOO bad...

*Hand-waving is had and he's outta there*

After deciding that even with gloves on, it was a bit too cold to use the standard thinking position, Bridge clambered up several stacked crates and sat on the top shelf to think. While munching on the cookie dough that was in a box in the freezer and sitting and thinking he got an idea.

He took the very large pickle bucket under one of the shelves and cover the broken lock with pickles, then used whipped cream and the rest of the cookie dough to hold the pickles in place. After a while the vinegar in the pickles corroded through the broken lock, and he was free!

After the exam is over, Mac pulls out everybody's pumpkin flingers/cannons and a huge pile of Fruit Cakes.

"Feel free to have a little fun..."

John goes for the gold, and waits to see the results.

For everyone in class, Mac has a gift (http://www.victorinox.com/newsite/images/produkte/0-3802.jpg) for you.

For MacDaddy's TA's of doom he has this (http://www.victorinox.com/newsite/images/news/1_7905_VT_voyager_lite1.jpg).

Illyana uses the SAK to take apart a shelfing unit. She wraps duct tape around one end of a long, thin piece so she can hold the cold metal, then uses it to pry the door open.

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