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fandomhigh2016-11-07 11:51 pm
vdistinctive) wrote in fandomhigh2016-11-07 11:51 pm
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Shop, Tuesday, period 3
An email had handwavily gone out to the students to meet in town instead of the Danger Shop today. When they arrived in the abandoned warehouse district, they'd find Eliot wearing a hard hat and safety goggles, an air filter down around his neck ready to be fitted over his nose and mouth, and a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder.
"Right, so today's kind of a stressful day for some folks whose home version of Earth has an election going on." Like Eliot, for instance. "And frankly, I'm sure the rest of you guys have at least something you'd like to work your frustrations out over, so instead of making something today, we're going to tear shit down." He gestured to the warehouse behind him. "Specifically, we're gonna gut this bitch. We got sledgehammers, crowbars, and about a metric ton of safety gear, since this ain't a simulation." Tearing up simulated walls just wasn't the same. "I've checked to make sure there's no electricity or water to worry about busting into in here, but there is insulation, which you do not want to get next to your skin or in your respiratory tract, so everyone's wearing gloves, goggles, and a breathing mask along with the hard hats. You really wanna make some noise and tear shit up, I've got a few chainsaws in here, too. Only rules are don't aim any swings at your fellow students, stay where at least one other person can see ya, and anything I marked with a big blue B is load-bearing, so don't mess with it." B was for blue, just in case anyone was color blind and hadn't told him. "Oh, and you make yourself or any of your classmates bleed, you fail the entire semester. Now go nuts."
"Right, so today's kind of a stressful day for some folks whose home version of Earth has an election going on." Like Eliot, for instance. "And frankly, I'm sure the rest of you guys have at least something you'd like to work your frustrations out over, so instead of making something today, we're going to tear shit down." He gestured to the warehouse behind him. "Specifically, we're gonna gut this bitch. We got sledgehammers, crowbars, and about a metric ton of safety gear, since this ain't a simulation." Tearing up simulated walls just wasn't the same. "I've checked to make sure there's no electricity or water to worry about busting into in here, but there is insulation, which you do not want to get next to your skin or in your respiratory tract, so everyone's wearing gloves, goggles, and a breathing mask along with the hard hats. You really wanna make some noise and tear shit up, I've got a few chainsaws in here, too. Only rules are don't aim any swings at your fellow students, stay where at least one other person can see ya, and anything I marked with a big blue B is load-bearing, so don't mess with it." B was for blue, just in case anyone was color blind and hadn't told him. "Oh, and you make yourself or any of your classmates bleed, you fail the entire semester. Now go nuts."
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