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fandomhigh2016-08-30 12:01 am
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Shop, Tuesday, period 3
Class met in the Danger Shop, currently programmed to resemble a large, warehouse looking room, full of various standing power tools, work stations with giant tool boxes, and a very large wall of safety gear. Eliot stood at the front, his hair pulled back into a ponytail, with a bandana to make sure none of it escaped and dangled into his face. He had a pair of plastic safety goggles propped on his head, and a pair of leather work gloves sticking out of his pocket.
"Welcome to Shop class," he greeted. "We're hopefully gonna get it all in this semester: wood shop, metal shop, and auto shop. Basically, if it's somethin' you're lookin' to build that ain't a computer, I'll do my best to make sure you get the chance." He shrugged. "If it is a computer, make it a computer powered robot or somethin'. We wanna run macro here, not micro.
"It's the first day, so that means introductions. And it's Tuesday, so y'all shouldn't be too sick of 'em, just yet. I'm Eliot Spencer, your teacher. You can call me Eliot or Mr. Spencer, dependin' on what you're comfortable with. I wanna know your names, why you're takin' this class, and one thing you're interested in trying to make this semester." He pointed to one of the students. "You. Get us started."
Once introductions were dispensed with, Eliot walked over to the wall'o'safety gear. "This is the Danger Shop. Everything you're lookin' at here is a hologram, but one you can interact with. There's safety protocols in place to keep you from cuttin' your fingers off, but it also apparently all works well enough that you can make somethin' out of real wood and carry it out of here. I don't know how that works and frankly I ain't gonna trust it, so today, before we start workin' with things that can cut you, burn you, or otherwise make you cry, we're gonna cover the safety rules [ooc: the first 1.5 pages. Obv the school specific info at the link does not apply]. These are not optional. I see anyone trying to use a saw without a proper pair of safety goggles at the very least, I will make your life a living hell for the rest of the class."
Mostly by making you sweep up sawdust. He would make the Danger Shop manifest sawdust for you if he had to.
"The other thing you'll need to know before we can get started is how to plan. Improvisation is really great, and not just in the theater, but a machine shop is not the place for it. So for the rest of class today, we're gonna practice some technical drawing. The idea is to get a visual of all the sides of the 3D object you're creating. It's a lot easier to mess up and erase a line in pencil than it is to try to glue a chunk of wood back together if you cut it in the wrong place. So figure out what that piece of wood, or that chunk of metal, or that set of gears is going to do before you go start cutting or shaping or screwing things together.
"I'm gonna give you specific assignments for the rest of the semester, but with today's sketching, it's a free for all. Draw plans for a birdhouse, or a spice rack, or a bicycle, or a spaceship if you want. Doesn't matter if you think you can eventually build it or not at this point, I just want you to get the ideas flowing and get a feel for how a technical drawing works. You got any questions, let me know." He pulled a stack of paper and a cup of sharpened pencils out of one of the tool boxes and set them down on the central work table with a *thunk*. "Now get to it."
"Welcome to Shop class," he greeted. "We're hopefully gonna get it all in this semester: wood shop, metal shop, and auto shop. Basically, if it's somethin' you're lookin' to build that ain't a computer, I'll do my best to make sure you get the chance." He shrugged. "If it is a computer, make it a computer powered robot or somethin'. We wanna run macro here, not micro.
"It's the first day, so that means introductions. And it's Tuesday, so y'all shouldn't be too sick of 'em, just yet. I'm Eliot Spencer, your teacher. You can call me Eliot or Mr. Spencer, dependin' on what you're comfortable with. I wanna know your names, why you're takin' this class, and one thing you're interested in trying to make this semester." He pointed to one of the students. "You. Get us started."
Once introductions were dispensed with, Eliot walked over to the wall'o'safety gear. "This is the Danger Shop. Everything you're lookin' at here is a hologram, but one you can interact with. There's safety protocols in place to keep you from cuttin' your fingers off, but it also apparently all works well enough that you can make somethin' out of real wood and carry it out of here. I don't know how that works and frankly I ain't gonna trust it, so today, before we start workin' with things that can cut you, burn you, or otherwise make you cry, we're gonna cover the safety rules [ooc: the first 1.5 pages. Obv the school specific info at the link does not apply]. These are not optional. I see anyone trying to use a saw without a proper pair of safety goggles at the very least, I will make your life a living hell for the rest of the class."
Mostly by making you sweep up sawdust. He would make the Danger Shop manifest sawdust for you if he had to.
"The other thing you'll need to know before we can get started is how to plan. Improvisation is really great, and not just in the theater, but a machine shop is not the place for it. So for the rest of class today, we're gonna practice some technical drawing. The idea is to get a visual of all the sides of the 3D object you're creating. It's a lot easier to mess up and erase a line in pencil than it is to try to glue a chunk of wood back together if you cut it in the wrong place. So figure out what that piece of wood, or that chunk of metal, or that set of gears is going to do before you go start cutting or shaping or screwing things together.
"I'm gonna give you specific assignments for the rest of the semester, but with today's sketching, it's a free for all. Draw plans for a birdhouse, or a spice rack, or a bicycle, or a spaceship if you want. Doesn't matter if you think you can eventually build it or not at this point, I just want you to get the ideas flowing and get a feel for how a technical drawing works. You got any questions, let me know." He pulled a stack of paper and a cup of sharpened pencils out of one of the tool boxes and set them down on the central work table with a *thunk*. "Now get to it."
