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Shop Class: [1/11]

Upon entering the classroom the students will find that it has been transformed into a laboratory, filled with various types of chemicals and electronic equipment.

What's strange is that there appears to be a locked door for each student.

"Today's assignment is situational. You have been locked inside this lab by an electronic lock on the door. The door lock itself cannot be picked by any means and you cannot removed the door by its hinges or any other physical means. There is a keypad by the door that controls the lock."

"Today your goal is to find a way to open the door using only what's in the lab and the standard shop student tool kit: A virtual swiss army knife and a roll of duct tape."

[OOC: Feel free to mod whatever you might find in the lab as long as it is not a code to the door or a set of keys. Hints for some possible solutions will be provided in one of the OCD tags below for those students who don't have a background in lockpicking or electronics.]

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"Sir, before I start I have a question. Well, two. One - this place has safety protocols for everything right? Two - small explosions. Yes or no?"

"Ooh." For the first time in months, Sam was in a real lab and wasn't in a real hurry to get out.

After a few minutes of exploring for a solution, she forgot totally about getting out and sat down with a notebook and a bunch of chemicals to get some experimentation done.

Mac smiles. "First? It's Mac. Not Sir, Mister or Professor. I don't believe in titles. And yes, we have safety locks in place to protect students from any kind of explosions if you feel the need to use them."

*coughs*

"Uh, Sam? The assignment?"

Duo thinks about the assignment for a minute. Since he can't use the lockpicking tools he usually keeps wound up in his hair, and he figures it's probably cheating if he uses the electronic lock-code breaker he keeps in his pocket, he decides the few extra minutes it'll take him to manually break the code is worth it for the good grade. Plus, it's not like there's a bomb that's going to go off if he doesn't open the door in time.

He grins.

[OOC: That's fine if he uses his natural abilities as long as he doesn't use the lockpicks or the code-breaker. :)]

Sam looked up and blinked, mind obviously returning from somewhere scientifically complicated. "Huh?"

Mac snickers and points the students and the doors around the room. "Did you forget where you are?"

"Okay.. Mac. You just look a lot like a guy I know, so if I screw up with the name thing, lemme know." He cracked his knuckles and got to work.

Kawalsky's first movement was towards the lock. He examined it thoroughly and pried the cover off with the Swiss army knife. The wiring and circuitry was too complex and there was no telling what kind of reaction tampering with it with a knife would have. He had to treat this like a normal, real-life situation - one where he could get electrocuted if he tried something really stupid.

But really stupid was his specialty. He left the lock alone for a good twenty minutes while he examined the chemicals in the lab. He returned with several test tubes in a test tube rack ~~(the contents of which the mun is so not mentioning on an open forum because she's not that stupid)~~, making sure that none of the chemicals interacted until he was ready for them to be mixed.

He needed a delivery system.

Kawalsky set the chemicals down out of the way and looked around again. He grabbed several stools/chairs from near the lab benches and spaced them out in a row leading away from the lock to just around behind a bench with an enclosed bottom. He then pulled out several retort stands with bossheads and clamps and set them up on top of the chairs in increasing increments so that anything kept in them would go from up to down onto the lock.

He retrieved several long, hollow glass tubes and used the duct tape to tape them together firmly at the ends. Kawalsky fixed them, one by one, into place in the retort stand/clamp set-ups all the way back to his hiding place.

The final addition to the ~~far too~~ complicated set up was to tape up the bottom of the lock so there was a catchment for a small amount of liquid and powder to settle there. He took one of the test tubes and emptied the powdery substance onto the catchment.

Kawalsky then retrieved the other chemicals and took up position in his hiding place. He used a pipette to feed the remaining chemicals into the tubes. The first chemical trickled onto the powder, but there was no reaction. After Kawalsky finished feeding the second chemical into the tube, he ducked and waited for it to reach its destination.

Right on cue, the combination of chemicals interacted and a small explosion - nothing earth-shattering, but still loud and big enough to do the job - echoed out. When the smoke cleared and Kawalsky dared to come out from his cover position, the lock was charred and no longer functional.

Mac gives Kawalsky a thumbs up. "Good Job."

"Oh, right." She blushed a bit. Nice, Carter.

With a sigh and a forlorn glance back at the experiment she'd just started, she walked over to the keypad and unscrewed the faceplate using the swiss army knife.

When no alarm went off, she pulled the cover loose until it was hanging by the wires and studied the circuitry. She got up, and returned with some spare wire and a spare computer circuit board.

She wired the circuit board into the lock, cut the live wires to the alarm, then to the lock itself. The door opened.

She returned to her experiment.

Before John heads into his booth, he grabs several pieces of notebook paper, a a Bunsen burner, tongs, and gloves.

When the door locks behind him, he immediately plugs in the Bunsen burner and waits for the to warm up. He puts the gloves on and grabs the tongs. With the tongs, he grasps a piece of paper and holds it over the Bunsen burner. It catches quickly.

With the hand not grasping the tongs, he plies the control panel open and hovers the paper just in front of it, waiting for some kind of melting or fire alarm.

The fire alarm comes first and the door opens. Yay!

DEATH stands in front of the door and looks at the keypad. He is the Ultimate Reality, the Beginning and the End, the Final Destination... he is not an electrician.

He begins to randomly hit buttons with a bony finger. He may be here for a while.

Yuffie looked at her lockpad thoughtfully. Hmmm... what shorted out electronics? She remebered one time her ice materia had come in handy for something a bit like this. But of course...she didn't have her ice materia.

She began to explore the lab, grinning when she found a bucket with dry ice in it. She used her swiss army knife to pop open the lock, then used some tongs to carry the dry ice over and dropped it into the wireing. It didn't take long for the door to pop open.

"Death? You do have to complete the assignment before the end of class."

"Good job Crichton."

"Very nice Syd."

Mac nods in approval. "Nice job Yuffie."

Yuffie grinned. "Thanks!"

Mac looked at the professional wiring job, scratched his head and followed Sam back to the table.

"Sam? Did I tell you that I met your um... relative that is teaching here?"

"Oh, really?" Damn, she knew this would happen sooner or later. Actually, she was surprised it hadn't happened sooner. "That's nice."

She resisted the urge to make sure he was still human. "I hope she was friendly to you. She's sometimes ~~extremely evil and tortures people in her ongoing attempt to take over the galaxy~~ a bit shy around new people."

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