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Well, there was good news and bad news, class. The good news is that there wasn't a "make your own flamethrower" assignment today.

The bad news was this would probably not stop Beaker from catching on fire because today's theme was electricity! Oh boy.

Beaker stood at the front of the lab with his school mandated watcher temporary teaching assistant, Scott Lang. "Meep meep meep meep," he said, gesturing to Scott. "Meep meep meep meep meep meep meep meep."

So that was certainly clear.

"Hey guys!" Scott said cheerfully, making some assumptions about those meeps. "So, like the little guy said, my name's Scott, and today, we're gonna be learning about electrical conductivity!"

Nothing to worry about here at all. Just ignore the alligator clips hooked up to the car battery that Scott had brought with him. (Though he was also, personally, sporting rubber gloves and a pair of goggles, because safety was very important. (And Scott, like, genuinely did not know just how futile those efforts were, but you know.)

"Meeeeeeeeeeep--" Beaker said admiringly as he stared at the car battery, then began to bring out a variety of small appliance to run off of it: blender, George Foreman Grill, Belgian waffle maker, electronic sledge hammer...

This could only go well!

"So, there's conductors," Scott offered, trying not to fumble as he watched the litany of devices being brought out. "And insulators. Conductors do exactly what it sounds like -- they take the electricity and heat along to another place. Insulators stop it, which is why I've got these fancy...."

He had started to wave a gloved hand at the class, but the electronic sledge hammer was kind of too much. "Dude, do you know how to use that?"

Also, importantly: was Muppet felt a conductor or an insulator? They were probably going to find out today, weren't they?

"Meep meep," Beaker said in what he hoped was a very reassuring way. (It wasn't.)

It wasn't at all, but maybe that was the language barrier? Scott was mostly going off of, like, intent here.

"Cool," he decided. "All right, then we're gonna hook up these clips to --" Well, ideally something boring, but Beaker had not really supplied boring options, had he? (This was why Scott maybe shouldn't actually teach; he would have brought electronic boards and lightbulbs and potatoes to hook up to the battery.) "Uh, I guess we can start with your sledgehammer."

What? Scott, no. At least the waffle iron, my guy.
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Well. Beaker's class was happening but the teacher wasn't at the front of the lab today.
He was...above the lab.

"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP--"

"So, well," Tony began, looking up at the ceiling where Beaker was stuck. "I was asked to come help with a lesson on gravity, but I'm starting to think some mistakes were made here."

Yeaaaaah.

"But! But, we can still get something done here," Tony assured the class. "I brought rocket boots for you all to test out, so might as well use them to rescue your wayward teacher, right?"

"Meep meep meep meep MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE--" Beaker cried, ricocheting around the room. Rocket boots were harder than they looked!

"I'll make sure there are limiters on yours," Tony promised, wincing at each bounce.
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When the students arrived in the Danger Shop, they would find Beaker behind lab table and a small, furry weasel in glasses, a suit, and a tie standing next to him.

Before Beaker could open his mouth, the weasel began to speak. "I'm Joe from Legal," he began, adjusting his glasses, "here to assure you that Mr. Beaker is not in breach of his teaching contract for getting so distracted by fireworks last week than he neglected to show up for class. ALLEGEDLY."

Using "allegedly" made him a real lawyer. Everyone knew that.

Beaker nodded emphatically, then pulled out an absolutely enormous number of fireworks from under the table.

"The school would like to remind you that in signing up for this class you have waived the right to sue for loss or gaining of limbs, minor or major smoke inhalation, and turning into animals, minerals or vegetables for any duration of time. You are also solely responsible for any mistakes you may make to the space-time continuum," Joe from Legal rattled off, shoving a bunch of papers towards Beaker. "Sign here."

Beaker put the fireworks down on the table--how was one of them lit already?--and signed.

"Hold onto your legal briefs, kids!" Joe said, throwing his head back and laughing uproariously at his own joke before racing out of the room just in time for the firework to explode against the Danger Shop ceiling.

"MEEP!" Beaker said, clapping excitedly. "Meep meep meep?"

Who else wanted to make things explode? All of you, right?
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Do you know what needed to be electrified? A sledgehammer!

Well, if you were Beaker, you thought it needed to be electrified. He stood proudly behind the machine--large, shiny, with too many buttons--and gave a long, meeping explanation about why the sledgehammer needed electricity to be a more effective tool. (Basic summary: because everything was better with electricity!)

He held up a huge nail that had been pounded once into a block of wood in order to stabilize it, and then crossed around the machine to push the button to turn it on.

Did you guess that the sledgehammer would do nothing to the nail but pound Beaker's head into his labcoat? You did? Congratulations, you've fully embraced Muppet Physics!

Now, um, watch out because the sledgehammer is on a huge extension cord and is now zooming around the floor of the lab searching for other things to whack.
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"Meep meep meep meep meep!" Beaker said, gesturing grandly to the dishwashing soap, hydrogen peroxide, and yeast on his bench.

Did anyone recognize the components of elephant toothpaste?

Beaker, still meeping authoritatively, went through the steps for making elephant toothpaste as he mixed the soap with the hydrogen peroxide, then carefully (...well, for Beaker) added the yeast.

And a huge plume of foam engulfed him.

"MEEP!"

At least he didn't catch fire this time?
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Beaker, all of his hair in place again, stood behind the table that was set up with a trashcan full of paper. Next to it: a flamethrower.

Clearly this would only go well.

"Meep meep meep meep meep meep--" Beaker began, launching into a long and completely incompressible lecture about this amazing new fireproof paper he'd helped to invent.

"Meep!" he concluded triumphantly, reaching for the blowtorch and shooting it at the wastebasket.

The paper burst into flame.

"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!"

The fire suppression system would kick on soon enough.
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"Right." Miguel perched on the desk looking at them. "I'm really disappointed in you all, because I haven't heard any radio reports of hoverbikes or holoart or anything out there, so clearly I've failed you," he said dramatically.

"Not much chance on a final, given that. I give up." He stopped being dramatic and shrugged, then hopped down. "Clearly the only way I'm getting decent tech here is if I bring it in myself."

He tossed each of them a box. Inside was what looked like a game controller, albeit with fewer working parts. "Holographic gaming. I'll show you how to use them, then we play games for class, then you get to keep them." He eyed Beaker. "Try not to make it blow up."
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Miguel was in his Spider-Man outfit today. "Today we're doing UMF!" he announced. "Unstable molecule fabric. It's great. Reforms to whatever's inside it," he extended his talons and the suit stretched around them, "and protects you from just about anything. Light enough to wear under other things, too. Let's see if we can replicate it. I've got the structure here," which he had gotten by hacking into another dimension's Reed Richards' computer, "so it shouldn't be too hard, right?"

It would never be that easy. But hey, science was about experimenting!

"If we get it right, you can all have your own outfits. I mean, if we get it wrong, you can still do that. As long as it's not too ugly and doesn't eat you, it's still a plus, right?"
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"So this weekend I realized there's no cure for hangovers even in my time," Miguel said, "so we're going to research and find one. There's plenty of worlds out there, there's got to be something."

He programmed the Danger Shop to give them computers along with the usual lab. "Find something, then test it. Preferably on a lab construct, not yourself." Beaker "Let's see what we can find. Then heck, let's see if we can patent it."
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Miguel hopped up on a table at one side of the lab. "I haven't heard any horror stories of anybody driving their hoverbikes through the town like speed demons, and I think you should know I'm disappointed with you all." He glanced around the room. "Okay, except for you, Beaker. I haven't heard of any hoverbikes exploding, so I'm proud of you."

He brought up a tablet and pressed a few buttons, calling up some new items in the lab. "This week, we're working on holoart." Hey, he knew his audience. "You've each got a control board; play with it and go to town." He hopped down to pick up a pencil-like extension. "This will draw or alter what's there." He tapped a section on the board. "This gets you your tools. Over here," he pushed a button on the other side, "are your previously loaded images. Thank my brother for them."

He stood back and waved them toward the consoles. "When you're done, we can save them to a card and you can take them home with you."
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"Right, we all know what we're doing today?" Miguel checked with them. "Testing the hover function, some careful riding in here to get used to them, and paint jobs."

He knew which of those were likely to appeal to some of you, and he was wondering where a fire or explosion would come in.

"Get to it, let me know if you need help."
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The Danger Shop was looking like a lab again today, and Miguel was chipper. "So, I hope you all had fun with your newly holographic phones! Did you get anybody jealous and asking for one? Remember, we want to get everybody hooked on more future tech. This week, we were going to do hovercars, but...well." He gestured to take in Fandom. "Not much point. So instead, hoverbikes!"

His gesture this time took in the motorcycles at the front of the room. "Might take two weeks, but we're going to shortcut a bit and modify existing bikes to hover instead of building from scratch. We'll also cover getting rid of the heavy and unnecessarily ecologically destructive fossil-fuel gas tank and replacing it with energy cells. And you'll
get to customize them however you want, too." He grinned at Astrid if she was there. "I have appropriate paint."

He clapped his hands. "Let's get to it!"
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Miguel met his class in the Danger Shop, which was set up like a high-end 22nd-century lab. At each station were a crate full of parts and a set of blueprints.

"Hey." He waved to them as they settled. He was wearing a lab coat and looking a bit more nerdy than usual. "This is science class, so if you don't want to be here, last chance to bail."

After he'd given them a chance, he sat on the desk up front. "My name's Miguel. Pretty sure you all know me, but anyway, I'm from Earth about a century ahead of this one. I'm a geneticist and an engineer. That means I'm really missing a few bits of technology here, and I have the know-how to remedy that, with a bit of help. So, we'll be making some of that tech. The parts are real; we're only in here for the safety protocols," because he saw you, Beaker, "so you can take these things out onto the rest of the island and make people jealous and maybe want to upgrade themselves, and then we'll all be happy." Or something.

"I know we're supposed to do intros, but I already know you all, so just tell me if there's something specific you want to work on, and then we can get into making portable holograph emitters that run off phone batteries so we can have 3D phone displays. Sound good?"
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"Today is our last fucking class. Thanks for showing up and doing the work," Barry said handing out a test blue book. "Your test question is 'how can we ensure that science can be used for the betterment of our respective worlds?' Hopefully you can think of a few ways based on some of our topics this semester."
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Notifications via email, text etc. for anyone having kids and having no idea what to do with them Monday morning to come to Barry's class for fun and educational experiences.

Arriving there, parents and children would find multiple work areas ranging from liter pop bottles to paper mache.

Standing in the front of the classroom would be Barry along with a small child wearing a pink lab coat and classes standing next beside him.

"Today? We're making some model volcanos," Barry said gesturing to the tables.

"But not real volcanos because my dad in this dimension is a total wimp," Holly snarked and completed it with an epic eyeroll worthy of her mother.

"We are not having a live volcano in the classroom," Barry said firmly.

"Ugh. Bor-ing."

Barry gave the people coming in a tightlipped smile. "Let's get to it shall we?"
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"Movie day!" Barry said as soon as he entered the room looking rather agitated. "Movie day."

He brought down a screen and hooked up the projector to show the first science related movie he could find.

"There. Mother fucking dinosaurs. Watch the movie and write and essay. Or something."

And then Barry went back to working on a strange looking air filter.
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As the class filed into the Danger Shop, they would find that the entire area had been turned into some weird kind of boxing ring/arena.

"So. Last week we built some motherfucking robots," Barry said with and smirk and gestured to the fighting area. "So this week? We're going to have them beat the ever-living shit out of them. Load em' up and have them smack each other around."

Fuck Yeah Science!

Monday, March 22nd, 2021 01:11 pm
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Anyone coming into the Danger Shop today would see that it was outfitted with lots of metal work equipment and electronic gears. Additionally there were wheels, hydraulic systems and much much more.

"Today? We're building some mother fucking robots," Barry said waving his arm toward the mess of systems and parts in front of them. "And we'll use some basic arduino cards and OS to control them. And under no fucking circumstances are we going to create a robot with an AI. That shit leads to some serious consequences. Both morally and from a robot apocalypse perspective."
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"So. This weekend was fucking weird," Barry said as everyone came into class. "Which really is just a normal fucking thing for this island but I didn't fucking like it. I don't think my serotonin levels have been so fucking low in a long time. So... today we're going to talk about Tryptophan. Tryptophan is an amino acid used to produce nitrogen balance however it also produces niacin which is essential in creating the neurotransmitter.... yeah. You fucking guessed it: serotonin."

Barry waved his hand to a table which contained milk, ice cream, cheese canned tuna, slices of turkey and chicken and most important of all chocolate.

"All of these foods help with the production of serotonin. Grab whatever the fuck you want and go home and take a break from this fucking place."
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Coming into the classroom today there was another portal and sets of fishing waders for everyone to wear. And a portal...

Which would lead everyone into the hot humid swamp environment. Hopefully everyone wore their waders.

Near the portal were two tables. One contained several vials and the other had a stack of books.

"One of the rites of passage in a science class is to dissect a frog. Which I think is bullshit and a waste of a frog," Barry said gesturing to the vials. "And also? Frogs are boring. So in order to get an idea of what it's like to have green skin and crawl around in a swamp? You can drink the vial over her and turn yourself into an alligator for an hour. After an hour? You turn back to normal. You'll still have your same brain and such so you can at least get an idea of what it is like and remember it."

He then gestured at the other table. "If you're not up for transforming, feel free to write an essay."
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There was nothing fancy in the class room today. Just a movie screen and a projector.

"I'm assuming you're not all ready to jump into weird science and bizarre experiments after your trip," Barry said with a small grin. "So, yep. It's a fucking movie day. Hopefully you guys don't mind problematic 80's movies starring Val Kilmer."

Yes. It was a Val Kilmer movie. But it did lightly touch on the misuse of science for military use. So... there was at least some kind of message?

Doesn't matter. There's popcorn with lots of butter too. Enjoy it kids.
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Today the class portal brought the students to a simple field. In the distance appeared to be a giant diet coke bottle the size of building. Hanging above it was a giant tube appearing to contain very small white tablets connected to a crane.

"So. You've probably seen the fucking youtube videos," Barry said as he made adjustments from his remote. "I thought we'd try to see what happens on a larger scale and explain what happening. You see a carbonated beverage is packed full of dissolved carbon dioxide gas, which forms bonds with water. While the soda is in the bottle, the gas is kept in solution by the bottle's pressurized conditions. When you pour some soda into a glass, some gas escapes and forms foam, but most stays trapped by the surface tension of the water. To create bubbles, the carbon dioxide needs to interact with itself, which means that the carbon dioxide's bonds with water in the Diet Coke must be broken. A Mentos candy can help with this. Although the candy may look smooth, if you looked at it under a microscope you'd see tiny bumps coating its entire surface. This rough surface allows the bonds between the carbon dioxide gas and the water to more easily break, helping to create carbon dioxide bubbles and cause the classic eruption."

He smiled, pulled out an umbrella and opened it. "So. Enough with the lecture bullshit. I hope you brought an umbrella."

And then he pressed the button.
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Coming into class today, there would be the typical portal set up in the corner of the room.

"We're going to be taking a very up close look at the insect world today," Barry said, waving for everyone to follow him through the portal. "So grab your fucking gear and get ready. Also we're going someplace warm so you can ditch the winter gear if you need to."

Walking through the portal, the students would find a lovely meadow with the sun shining and a nice warm breeze blowing the grasses this way and that. Next to the portal were two tables. One with a bunch of beakers filled with purple fluid and the other filled with books.

"The beakers there are for you. Drinking it will shrink you down to about a centimeter tall," Barry explained. "And from there you'll be able to get an up close look at some of the insects around you. I'll be with you to zap anything that tries to eat you but for safety's sake try not to look appetizing. And if shrinking down scares the shit of you, you can just write an essay instead. So... who's with me?"
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Today everyone met in the Danger Shop and the room had been set up in a strange fashion.

On the far end of the room were small wooden and stone structures which were apparently inhabited by loud green pigs.

On the nearby side of the room there was a sling shot stuck in the ground and a bunch of brightly colored birds all around the students.

"Today we are going to do practical experiments on initial velocity, launch angles and air resistances on an object."

...

"By launching a bunch of willing birds through a sling shot and hitting a bunch of pigs."

Look. He spent the weekend moving stuff all over a galaxy. Just be glad he showed up for a lesson.
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"So. Everyone have fun this weekend?"

Barry's expression was one of contained amusement. "Not going to lie. As soon as I realized that this bullshit was happening I locked the drawers and sent out drones to watch everyone make themselves look like idiots. Next time you're normal when this happens, swing by my warehouse. I'll have Oreos."

He waved his hand in the direction of a portal that was sitting in the classroom and gestured for everyone to follow.

When they stepped through the portal they would see that the had stepped onto a metal platform with an energy field dome above them.

And all around them were stars and apparently the planet Saturn.

"Yep. We're in fucking space. There are some human sized hamster balls over there that you can take out and run around in space. When the hour is over come back here and write down your observations."
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Class today was in the classroom. There were no portals, no elaborate experiments and there weren't any vials that would turn you into something interesting.

That was probably next week.

"All right. I was a fucking kid all weekend so I didn't get shit done," Barry admitted. "So I'm going to try something fucking different. Today? I want you to come up with something that will make the world better. It can be a device. A process. Anything. Think of it this way: If you had unlimited funding to build or make something that would better the world, what would it be?"
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"Good morning," Barry greeted his class as they entered the room where they would find a portal shimmering next to him. "We're going to dispense with introductions and just jump right into. Today we're going to learn about velocity. Follow me."

Passing through the portal they would find themselves on a race track with a row of racing cars lined up next to the track. They would also find a row of comfortable cots with a strange looking headband next to them.

And finally there was just a table with textbooks on it.

"So the idea here is for you to experience speed and velocity first hand. Now. I could just let you drive the cars but I have no idea of your driving experience. Plus if you crash? You'll probably get hurt or die. And I don't have the equipment here to clone you a new body. So! You're going to control these cars as if you were the car itself. Each of those headbands there link up to an interface within the car. Each car has cameras that allow you to see where you are going and feel how the car feels at high speeds. If you crash? There's no pain other than the one to my wallet."

Sure, Barry just could have created a virtual reality to experience this but where's the fun in that?

"Now if hooking your mind up to a vehicle freaks you out, you can always just write an essay on velocity using the textbooks available. It may not be as fun but I'm not going to push you into anything you're uncomfortable with."

He smiled and gestured to both the table and the cots. "Take your pick and have some fun."
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When the students arrived in the Danger Shop for class they would not see a drop of snow. Nope. It was sunny and beautiful. In fact the entire Danger Shop was a beautiful green field with mountains in the distance.

The other thing they would notice is several wooden structures lined up in a row. On the other end of the field were several fake castles

And then the next thing they might notice is a large pile of fruit cake near each wooden structure.

"In case you don't know what these things are, they are called trebuchets," Barry said pointing at the wooden structures. "And despite the French name for it, they are ancient siege engines that had their origins in China. We're looking at them today because it's going to be a study in physics. A Trebuchet is a siege engine that transfers gravitational energy into kinetic energy. It takes the force of gravity and uses it to fling an object. It does this by the use of a counterweight that falls.

You can think of a trebuchet as a fucking see saw. Yes, a see saw is really all that a fucking trebuchet is. On one end of the seesaw is a projectile you want to fire and on the other end is a counterweight. Raising the counterweight above the ground causes a build up of potential energy. When you release this counterweight and allow it to fall the seesaw pivots on the fulcrum and the projectile receives the energy. This force of energy can be quite substantial and it is enough to send a projectile flying through the air. And today we're going to be flinging the most dangerous substance in the world at those castles down there. Also known as the humble fruitcake."

He gestured towards the pile of fruitcake and smiled. "Go fucking nuts. And don't eat that shit. It's nasty."
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Today's class was in the Danger Room but as the students walked in they would notice that the room just looked like a standard chemistry classroom but with a bunch of extra lab equipment spread out on all the tables.

As soon as everyone showed up Barry punched a button on his control pad and suddenly the regular door slammed shut and then turned into large iron vault door.

"So. Ever done a fucking escape room?" Barry asked. "It can be fun. For today's exercise your goal is to get past this fucking vault door using any of the equipment in this room. You can try on your own or team up with another student. When you figure out what you want to do? Give it a shot. I'll reset the vault door for each attempt. There's more than your standard high school chemistry inventory in her so feel free to ask for anything you don't see. Safety protocols are on so no one can get hurt for doing something fucking dangerous."

He grinned. "Let's see what you do."
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Coming into the classroom today, the students would find Barry holding a flamethrower and a mass of green jiggly weirdness amassing at the back of the room and moving quickly to the front.

"No time to talk!" Barry shouted as he let loose a blast of flames. "Jello experiment gone awry! Either make a fucking break for it or help me destroy it."

Yep. It's one of those classes today.
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Arriving in the classroom today, students would find Barry standing next to a giant swirling pink colored portal.

"No universe hopping around today," Barry said waving for everyone to follow him through the portal. "I just thought a place that was sunny and warm would be more appropriate."

As the students did pass through the portal they would find themselves in a nice meadow with a sunny sky above them. In fact it might just be a tad bit too warm for fall clothing. Around the spot where they landed they would find the changing tents and a table which had various vials on them.

And as usual there was another table just with books.

"Today we are going to study photosynthesis. And by study, I mean experience it first hand."

He gestured towards the vials. "By drinking these you will turn into a plant. You can choose from being a tree or a type of flower. Whatever handwavy variety is available to you. In the tent you will find clothing that will change with you as you turn into a plant and then turn back into clothes when you are done, so modesty shouldn't be an issue. Also? You will still have the ability to think and communicate via talking because-"

Barry then went into a ten minute discussion involving comic book logic that would allow a human to transform into a plant and yet still keep their brain and be able to talk. Yes it's weird. Just roll with it.

"- and then after an hour your DNA will be returned to normal. As usual if you are not up to the experiment? You can go over to the study table and write an essay instead. Any questions?"
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Early Monday morning, information was sent out to all Barry's students to meet in the Danger Room and to wear pajamas/whatever you sleep in.

Upon arrival they would find that the entire classroom was turned into a blanket fort with plenty of breakfast goods and beverages available. And there was a large TV screen playing cartoons.

"Yeah. Turns out when you have hooves and experiment on yourself to find out what kind of genetic transformation happens when you become a horse sucked up all my fucking time this weekend," Barry said as he greeted the class. "So I got fucking nothing done. Plus I was going to turn you all into dogs today so I figured maybe you'd prefer not to be turned into anything after being a horse all weekend. Grab some food. Hang out. Talk about being a fucking horse. It's all good."
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Today's class was in the Danger Shop for once and when students arrived they'd see that the room had been turned into a wheat field. The sky was blue, the weather was warm and because it's the danger shop, nobody could get an allergic reaction.

"Today we're going to talk about science in application," Barry began. "Too often we lose sight of what science is for. It's not about grants, theories or even money. It's about making the world a better place. Take a look around you. It's just wheat, right? Well not to Norman Borlaug. He realized that vital elements could be harvested from the stalk of the wheat. In his hands, India, which at the time had been ravaged by drought and overpopulation, the wheat crop increased from 11 million tons to 60 million tons annually. Later, similar strains for rice and other cereals were developed in Asia. Hence, the “Green Revolution” began – a movement credited with saving up to 1 billion people from starvation. For his contribution to saving a billion lives? He won the Nobel Peace Prize. So for today's exercise-"

He adjusted a couple of controls and the shop turned to a default white room.

"-I want you to come up with something that science can do that will make the world a better place. I've turned on the vocal controls for the Danger Shop, so just tell it what to make and explain your thoughts to the rest of class."
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Anyone entering the classroom would see a very large machine that was humming and crackling with energy.

"So. That was a fucking weekend, huh?" Barry said with a small smirk. "It's the kind of weekend where you wish you could go back in time and re-evaluate your choices. So today... we're going back in fucking time."

He made a gesture to follow before walking to the platform and disappearing from sight in a flash of light.

Sorry, kids. No Deloreans. No phone booths. No elaborate steampunk devices. Just step on and see where Barry is taking you.
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There was nothing special about about the classroom today. Just a movie screen and video projector.

"Had some issues this weekend so I couldn't get the class I wanted ready for today," Barry said apologetically. "And I'm sure you're still recovering from homecoming so today is just a movie day. Or just go do whatever the fuck you want day. So have some fucking popcorn and enjoy a movie from the 1980s which seems to be something no one in your generation enjoys. Which means I totally have to show it to you."

Yep. It's a dumb teen movie. Ignore it and do whatever you want kids.
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Class today... was in a normal classroom. Except for the fact that there were tiny bowls of bite sized candy throughout the room. Standing at the front of the classroom was Barry who was scribbling out incomprehensible formulas on the chalkboard. At the top of the chalkboard were the words in big bold letters:

WHY THIS ISLAND IS BULLSHIT:


"Fucking candy corn," Barry began the lecture. "Does not fucking all down from the sky like rain. There were no airplanes or fucking helicopters hovering over the fucking island and there's no fucking scientific reason why fucking candy corn should rain from the sky. Also? It is mathematically impossible for cats to fucking show up everywhere in adorable fucking hats. Also unlikely is that fucking bowls of candy just fucking shows up in every fucking room and mathematically impossible that I fucking eat a piece of black fucking licorice every fucking time."

Barry never did deal well with advent events.

"So. Here's the thing. Give me one fucking sound scientific reason for any of these fucking things occuring on this island? I will give you an "A" and pay for your fucking college tuition."

He paused for a moment to add:

"And telling me it's fucking magic doesn't count."

Yeah. Barry was in a mood.
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Notifications were delivered to all the students to report to the Danger Shop for today’s class. When they arrived they would find Barry had set the room to idyllic nature scene of a lake with a walkable pebbled shore. Birds were chirping. The sky was blue with only a wisp of clouds floating by.

“So in the past two weeks you’ve had to deal with family, gremlins and talking animals who know fucking way too much about you. So. Today? We’re going to blow shit up.”

He picked up a large jar which appeared to co rain a grey metal which was stored in viscous goo. “This is the metal known as sodium which does not occur naturally in nature. It’s usually bonded with other elements. Like table salt. This is pure sodium which is usually stored in a type of oil to prevent it from reacting with other elements. Such as water.”

Unscrewing the lid he pulled out the large hunk of sodium using a towel to hold it in his hand. “When combined with water it has an exothermic reaction. Which in layman terms means-“

And yes that was Barry chucking a huge chunk of virtual sodium into a virtual lake causing a large massive explosion.

“- it explodes.”

Isn’t this better than Mentos and Diet Coke?

He then gestured to the other containers of sodium nearby. “Safety protocols are in place so there’s no chance in harming yourself. So go nuts.”
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Coming into the classroom today, students would find no portal today. They would however find various suits that looked like advanced scuba gear and Barry putting the final touches on a ray gun.

They'd also find Eleanor Shellstrop lying down on a gurney with half her hair missing.

"Today kids we're going to be studying the human body. From the inside out," Barry announced as he gestured to the scuba gear. "Specifically we'll be studying Eleanor Shellstrop's body. Such as it is."

"Hey!"

"The suits are designed to navigate you through the various organs of her body. Except for the intestines and her more.... personal areas."

"Yeah, you got to at least buy me dinner first for that," Eleanor said with a sly grin.

Barry ignored that bit. "So suit up and then I will shoot you with this miniaturization ray and inject you into Eleanor's body. You only have an hour before the ray wears off so the suits will guide you immediately out of her through her sweat glands. Otherwise you'll rip her apart from the inside."

"Wait. What was that?"

"Let's get suited up!" Barry said cheerfully.
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Students once again got notifications in a handwavy manner asking all to bring swimsuits, towels, flip-flops and sunblock to class today. When they would arrive in class they'd see the usual glowing portal with Barry waiting patiently.

"Since the weather is getting a bit colder I thought a field trip to someplace warm might be in order," Barry informed them once they had all arrived. "So today we're going to the fucking Caribbean."

That's right kids. We're having a beach episode class.

Upon passing through the portal the students would feel a nice hot sun beating down on them tempered by a cool ocean breeze. They would find themselves on a very small island with a beach facing a nice cove which kept the tide nice and calm. Along the beach were changing areas, beach chairs, snorkeling gear, googles and flippers.

"I did not bring you here just to work on your fucking tan," Barry informed them cheerfully. "Today you are going to check out the coral reefs out here in the cove. For those of you who aren't familiar, A coral reef is an underwater ecosystem characterized by reef-building corals. Reefs are formed of colonies of coral polyps held together by calcium carbonate. Most coral reefs are built from stony corals, whose polyps cluster in groups.

Coral belongs to the class Anthozoa in the animal phylum Cnidaria, which includes sea anemones and jellyfish. Unlike sea anemones, corals secrete hard carbonate exoskeletons that support and protect the coral. Most reefs grow best in warm, shallow, clear, sunny and agitated water. Coral reefs first appeared 485 million years ago, at the dawn of the Early Ordovician, displacing the microbial and sponge reefs of the Cambrian.

Sometimes called rainforests of the sea, shallow coral reefs form some of Earth's most diverse ecosystems. They occupy less than 0.1% of the world's ocean area, about half the area of France, yet they provide a home for at least 25% of all marine species, including fish, mollusks, worms, crustaceans, echinoderms, sponges, tunicates and other cnidarians. Coral reefs flourish in ocean waters that provide few nutrients. They are most commonly found at shallow depths in tropical waters, but deep water and cold water coral reefs exist on smaller scales in other areas.

They are under threat from excess nutrients, rising temperatures, oceanic acidification, overfishing and harmful land-use practices. The one here is as healthy as can be. So suit up and go for a swim. Remember to write down any observations you have in your journal."
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Today the class was not held in the park. It was in the classroom and as usual there was coffee and this time an assortment of bagels and cream cheese.

Any thought of a normal class today would probably go out the window once the class noticed a giant pink portal going through a wall.

"Grab your shit and follow me. Today we're going on a field trip," Barry informed them all once everyone had gathered. He then immediately entered the portal.

Let's go to space! )
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Once again it was Monday and 8:00. Time for science class!

The usual notices went out to the students in typical handwavy fashion requesting that they wear tank tops to class. If they did not have one Barry would provide. Along with that notice was to meet in the park once again where Barry had arranged a tent for changing (much smaller this time) and a table with coffee and snacks.

And yes, there was another table covered in a sheet.

“When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return,” Barry said once everyone had gathered. “That’s not me saying that. It’s fucking Leonardo Da Vinci. Who for being the bastard son of a peasant girl did pretty well for himself. As for me bullshiting around with one of his famous quotes, that’s just my clumsy way of saying we’re going flying today.”

He pulled back the sheet to reveal... cans of RedBull and goggles. “Everyone here can drink one of these and... well fuck. I’ll just demonstrate. “

Barry opened a can and took a long drink. Moments later feathers and then eventually wings sprouted from his back. He began to flap and eventually was hovering above the students.

“Yeah. That’s what is fucking happening right now,” he said with a grin. “And if growing wings or fighting gravity isn’t for you-“

He motioned to another table filled with books.

-“You can write an essay on birds today. Don’t forget for everyone flying to wear the goggles to protect your eyes. Also make sure to write down your observations about flight in your journals.”
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Instructions had been sent out in handwavily means to tell all students to meet Barry at the park. When they arrived there they would find Barry had set up a few tables. One of them had various breakfast foods and beverages because it was fucking Monday morning and who wanted to deal with an 8:00 am class on an empty stomach? The second table had composition notebooks and a bunch of research materials on dinosaurs available.

The final table was off limits and had a sheet draped over it. Behind it was a very large tent.

"Morning. I'm Barry Ween and I was student much like yourself a few years ago," he said cheerfully once everyone had gathered. "So you're probably either an old hand at this or totally freaked out by now. My advice? Embrace the weird and your life will get a lot easier for you. Welcome to Fuck Yeah! Science! The whole point here is to have fun and make sure you learn something as well."

"Normally the first class is all about introductions. But fuck that. I'm turning all you motherfuckers into dinosaurs."

[ETA: Dinosaur icons are on the OOC thread if you need them]
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"Well, we're back to sort of normal," Miguel said, looking at the students. "Last week didn't give me much time to come up with a final, though. So here's what we've got: you're all going to build a structure. Fort, tower, something like that. No bigger than fits in this room as it is." Which would give them one story life-size, or several if they went smaller. "I'm going to try to break it. Use any science you can think of to make it impenetrable. I'll use science against it. Hopefully if nothing else, you'll learn what works the next time the island goes crazy."
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"Well, this is fun." Miguel was scowling. "First off, glad you made it. Second, anyone that wants an escort back to the dorms, let me know. Lastly - today we're working on structural analysis and waterproofing. I plan on heading out later to try and keep this place from coming down on our heads, but there's going to be more than any one person can do, so just in case, you're all going to learn how to fix anything you come across."

He fixed them with a stern glare. "You're only going to fix something if you're not being attacked. Otherwise, you're going to call for help so you don't die. Anyway, come on."
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Miguel was relieved this week was more or less normal, and it showed in his smile as he welcomed the kids to the Danger Shop.

"Right. Everybody seems to have survived last week, and there's nothing apocalyptic out there now, so we're back to having fun with science! Last week there was a bomb in the park - explosives have been around for a long time in one form or another, and some of them can get pretty deadly."

He paused. "No, we're not building bombs. But we are using explosives. This room has safeties, so we're working with this stuff while it's relatively normal. One of the more fun aspects of them is fireworks. Basically, they're ways of making exploding things fun - colors, patterns, and so forth."

He held up a tablet with information on making all kinds of fireworks. Pick a type or two. Or three. However many you think you can get done. If you have questions about getting a specific color or something, just let me know."
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Miguel scowled at the Danger Shop computer and thumped it, trying to get the rusty thing to do what he wanted. "Right," he told the students, in between trying to rewire it again, "So today, whether this thing works or not, we've got plenty of spare parts courtesy of the junkyard, and we're working on something that's a bit less fun and a bit more necessary - which should at least make one of you happy." Wayne.

"We'll be building our own reverse osmosis systems to clean radiation from water, portable dosimeters to determine how much radiation we're absorbing, and flamethrowers to help defend against...whatever's out there. If you need any help, ask. If you want to make something else along the same lines, go to town."

He waved them at the boxes of parts. Then thumped the controls again; they sputtered and at least gave out a little more light. "I'll keep trying on this thing."
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"Well, I figure we can go one of two ways today," Miguel said when class arrived. "We can stick with the water, or we can go fire instead." He had a brief flashback to Beaker. "I figured we'd stick with water. So - today we're building hydroelectric generators! But not just, like, water wheels. I want rube goldberg machines - make them as complex as you can, but still functional."

He programmed in a stream of water on one side of the room. "Hey, at least I'm not flooding the whole thing. There's your power source." He programmed up a pile of funky-looking lightbulbs in a box. "There's your goal. See how many you can light up and how intricate you can make the generator. Enjoy!"
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"Well, I was going to start easy," Miguel said, "with liquid nitrogen and freezing things. And then there were dinosaurs. And other prehistoric creatures that absolutely do not belong with dinosaurs. So. Let's have fun with dinosaurs instead! Sort of."

He keyed his program into the Danger Shop and other consoles appeared, one for each student. "These start easy and go to complex. You can pick and choose which parts you want to put on your dinosaur - legs and wings and such - or you can get down into the DNA and build them from the ground up, whichever you prefer. Then we'll watch them walk or fly or swim, and either fight or get along. They'll actually be subject to scientific laws, as opposed to some of what's going on out there."

Honestly, Fandom, couldn't you at least keep to the rules of some science?

"Enjoy!"
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Miguel rushed into the Danger Shop a little late and waved at the students. “Hey. Had a world to save.” Sometimes these things happened.

He hopped up on the desk. “So, introductions! Tell me who you are, where you’re from, a bit about yourself, and what science is to you. Not necessarily philosophically, though hey, feel free. I mean - horse and buggy, electricity, holonet, what?”
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"Okay, final exam time!" Miguel clapped his hands gleefully. He'd spent the last several days geeking out with someone almost as smart as he was, and steadfastly ignoring that that person was supposed to be his son. He was energetic today.

"So, show me what useful function your robot does, and then let's have them all battle it out!"

And if he had plans for arachnauts of his own, he could save them for later.

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