[Class] Mad Science 101 - HW on Page 22!

[Bilious]

The school's Shop Room had been off-limits to most of the students, save for industrious third years, but the discovery of it's existence had brought the same glee to the hunchback as the Third Year Operating Lab had brought to a certain Plague Doctor. It was equipped with an array of power tools, band saws, a table saw, a drill press and plethora of "You cut it off, you lose it" warning signs around everything, as well as a wall of safety goggles.

Judging by the heap of junk on the floor by the front desk and pile of duct-tape, glue, rubber bands and other various supplies on the desk itself, they would not be using the power tools any time soon, as much as the hunchback madly setting everything up wished they would. Not this time. The sloth demon who was supposed to be co-running the class was half-dozing in a comfortable looking chair behind the desk.

As students wandered in, the hunchback scribbled: "MAD SCIENCE 101: Please Put On Safety Goggles" on the green chalk board all the same, motioning pointedly to the rack on the peg-board covered wall.

Christof himself looked uncharacteristically polished, his three-armed lab-coat freshly bleached and his usually mopish hair pulled back into a neat pony tail, and a tie had replaced his usual scarf. He might not have been anything more than a second year, but he still wanted to look impressive. He still had no idea what he was doing, but an Assigned Task was an Assigned Task, and a Good Igor had to Complete Tasks.

As people put on their safety goggles, he pointedly pushed forward a clip board for everyone to sign up, as well as a liability waver if someone did decide to get curious about the power tools.

OOC

• Please only ONE student per Player for this class!
  
• RP your character entering, obtaining safety goggles, and signing up!
• Please make sure the people above you have edited their names into the Sign Up list before you edit in your's! While you wait, simply posting your character's name in BOLD also works! Sign up sheet is just for fun really, I know they can get sticky. Important thing is I get a list of names wink
  
• After *about* 24 hours from this post, Class will begin and sign ups will close!
  
• If you have any questions during any time of the class, direct them to Barth or Christof in Bold
  

Late Comers will be allowed up to a certain point! Just PM me first please!

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Jericho had heard about this. The igor, Christof was running a class apparently, with the help of the sloth demon. It was a little weird to think about, but he did recall seeing him tinker around with this and that during his two week stay at Barth's room. It seemed that the guy was handier than he first thought... and not because he had a third hand.

Over all, he didn't know what to expect of this class. Running experiments and the like wasn't exactly his thing, but his curiosity got the better of him for sure.

Wandering on by, he paused upon stepping in, taking note of the chalkboard. Raising an eyebrow at the doodle of a robot on it, he went ahead and grabbed a pair of safety goggles. There certainly were plenty of power tools around the room. It... might be a good thing that he actually had a bit of armor, even if it was only for his right hand/arm.

"Interesting getup you have here," He mused towards Christof while making his way to the signup sheet, "Though... how did this happen?"

 

[bobaTJ]

As always, Taryn had arrived bizarrely early to class. This... was a different kind of class, of course; she was fairly certain that these weren't professors at all but upperclassmen. It was bound to be interesting, even if she doubted how much her peers could teach.

The ghoul entered the classroom and took her seat, pulling on a pair of safety goggles over her own glasses with the shamelessness of a true nerd. Aha, she took back her previous nasty thoughts. A patchwork undead would certainly be able to teach his peers about mad science, considering his... likely upbringing. She just waited, shyly and patiently behind a heavily-winged boil to sign the sign-in sheet. She didn't know anybody here yet, but it was no bother. What in Halloween would this class entail...?

 

[Huni Pi]

As Arel mentioned during the brief orientation amongst the Second Year students, Maritess ought to be taking on new classes. It was up to her own initiative after all, if she wanted to progress in this school and gain the proper abilities to better control herself. (Crimson eyes dart at the lower body doing her best impression of a runway strut beside her.)

While she had no real interaction with the sloth demon, she supposed she could afford some level of "trust" for the igor. After all, despite her previous experience with him, she did owe him for finding her legs... Which was why she was here, signing up for their class.

 

[Miliardo Kason]

Sammy was tired of the usual lessons around school, sit around, read a book. Take a test. Listen to a teacher, read a book, take a test. The most fun she had was probably shadow lessons 101, and even then she had sucked horribly at it. The gym was of course always closed for one reason or another so that left her with little interest in her classes.

That was till she learned about Barth and Chris working in the labs.

With nothing better to do she marched into the room hands stuffed into her jacket taking a look around, plenty of dangerous things, lots of warning signs. A dragon, an igor, and a ghoul she didn't yet know, and Tess was even floating around the room.

Taking a seat on a desk after signing her name, Sammy waved a free hand towards Jericho and Chris, "Hey, isn't old Pillow Head supposed to be here too? Don't tell me he's going to show up late for a class he's part of running..." Of course she didn't even notice the sloth demon behind the desk, slumped over in the same drab coat he always wore. It almost made him blend in with the junk scattered in front of him.

 

[Chobi_Chocobo]

Charlie happily stumbled upon the class in his usual dopey way. The demon really had no idea WHAT class it was he was walking into but it didn't matter. More classes meant more fun right? Despite being pretty illiterate, the demon saw other students with goggles and had no problem grabbing a pair for him self and sticking them on his face.

"NEAT-O!" Was what he had to say when they where finally snug on his face. But hmmm, he didn't see any teacher... Just Christof. Wait. Was Christof secretly a professor? Charlie took a seat and looked at the igor eagerly.

((Charlie is joining in))  

[Bloodlust Dante]

It was impossible, Damien couldn't believe it. The Sloth on campus was running a class with Humpty Dumpty. It didn't take much to guess at what a sight the class would be considering how Christof acted during their brief stay at the fitness booth. All the silence and brooding was enough to keep the hyper hellhound at bay. Even so, he still felt kind of guilty about not talking to the boil but it wasn't like he was able to speak back. Irregardless, this would be an excellent way to make contact, forced interaction in class. Even if he had no idea what was going to happen in here.

It didn't take that long to stumble across their room and the helpful picture on the board to take their safety materials. He was surprised that they didn't provide gloves or one of those snazzy lab coats too, and how the patchwork managed to find a three armed coat, he'll never know.

He casually picked up a pair of goggles and left it askew in his hair before sauntering up to the sign in paper and gave a wave to the more conscious of the two instructors. "Well Patchy, are you nervous about teaching us all?" he asked after moving aside from the paper and giving Jericho a friendly elbow to his side. "Sup chili breath?"  

[nekoluch]

This was a new classroom all together. Levi'd discussed a few things with her uncle while back home, and they involved the use of some power tools. Looking about, this might be the right class for that sort of learning. There were two second year students heading of the class. One was the sleepy boil she'd seen in Cadmus' class on Steve (guess he wasn't just a late waker), and the other was- well he looked a lot like a boil she'd seen at prom... only different. Counting, she'd noticed he had three arms and was passing around a clipboard where students were writing something down- names?

Levi peered at the board and noticed the warning. She grabbed a pair of goggles with her free hand before heading over to a desk. She smiled at Tess, Jericho and Taryn on her way, placing a loose paper and piece of graphite on her desk before putting on her goggles. Taking up the clipboard from the prompt patchwork, the tatzel picked up her graphite again to scribble in -yep- her name.

A class run by knobs- this could be interesting! 'ere ya'are she said, passing the clipboard back to Christof. Looking around again, a few other familiar students were in this class as well. Levi had a mind to go over to the hound and give him a headlock in greeting with a tail hug or two, but- this was class. She'd get him later. Instead, she wavered an arm frantically at Demi.  

[Bilious]

Christof fumbled with the chalk as Jericho approached him, his face a variety of interesting colors as he blushed and fished his smaller chalkboard out of his coat pocket.

Was requested to assist.
Professor is currently...

He paused, brows furrowing as he recalled what he had read in the file Hyde had handed him.

Disposed of.
Dr. Hyde said I was good
for the job.

That explained it, right? He kept his third arm carefully tucked away behind him, embarrassed look not losing any of its gusto as he glanced over to Sammy and her question. Pillow-head? Ah. Oh, that was kind of almost funny. He pointed to where the Sloth was asleep at the desk with a weak smile.

Barth was... really only there for a few specific reasons. Like having the ability to talk without horrible repercussions, for instance.

And then he noticed Charlie.

Charlie sitting in his class.

The hunchback dropped his chalkboard, visibly recoiling back.

His inherent nervousness about this whole ordeal was not getting better, it would seem.  

[Miliardo Kason]

Shifting on hear perch of a desk she got a better look at the mass behind the clutter on the desk, sure enough two horns and a head of hair revealed a sleeping sloth demon that Chirs was pointing at.

"Ahh well, then I guess the next fear is will he sleep through the whole class then..." Looking around she noticed a few more students milling their way into the room, Levi she recalled from Shehk's sleep over, though Charlie and Demi were somewhat new to her at least.  

[Enoh Love]

Amrita hadn't been too subtle about following Charlie. After the Human Studies Class she had every intention of hunting him down for the promised talk, but that was difficult when she didn't know what room in the Demon Dorms was his and worse...well, she still couldn't get up her courage to walk through the front doors without a Demon with her. It was a shame.

So when she spotted him on campus she trailed him, but alas never got close enough to call out to him; her jackdamned feet kept making her trip! Yes, it was her feets fault, not hers. When he ducked into the class, she showed up a little while after, gray eyes wide with surprise upon reading the blackboard. Barth and Christof...?! REALLY?!

OhjackohjackohJACK THIS WAS GOING TO BE AWESOME!

"Christof! You n' Barth are running a class?! That's...that's so cool!" Her mission to talk to Charlie was immediately forgotten, and instead she signed her name, picked up safety goggles, and went to find a seat...right beside Charlie. She was more than happy to sit and stare at the front of the class, completely and utterly excited to see her friend (and exam buddy!) at the head of the class.

OuO!

(( Amrita is joining in! ))  

[Chobi_Chocobo]

The demon sat there like a picture perfect student in his desk. He was all smiles and his fingers were laced between long sleeves. To some one who may not have known Charlie all to well, he'd seem perfectly calm and sane. For those who actually knew the demon, they probably knew that this was not at all the case.

Charlie just sat there and smiled at Christof innocently. Honestly, there wasn't much going on up stairs if you know what I mean.

That all changed as soon as Amrita walked through the door. Charlie STILL Wasn't used to the change. It was hard for the demon to fully grasp that the student walking in really WAS Amrita. The change was just so unbelievably well done. The demon shifted a little uncomfortably in his chair and looked up at Amrita with a face full of questions and a heavy chest. It wasn't that Charlie had been attracted to Amritas old body. It was more that Charlie wasn't sure what had happened to Amrita.

"A-Amrita..." The demon looked up at her and chewed his lip some. Was now a good time to ask? Probably not. "Amrita... your not like... part mini pet are you? Did you eat fear candy and get big that way? If I eat fear candy will I get big too?"  

[prolixity]

First class at new school: shop class. It was almost enough to make Nahm feel better about this whole school business. Almost. Tools that could dismember a careless creature, nails, glue, and duct tape ... ahhhh, it was going to be an excellent afternoon.

In consideration of the nature of the class, the grue had left off his trailing outer robe, but was no more visible for all that, still wrapped in heavy, ragged layers of clothing, hood, and tucked-back scarf. He had changed his cotton gloves for a fine pair of rubber mad scientist gloves, though. He strolled into the classroom and surveyed it with interest. ... Wait.

"No power tools? Jackit," he said, but slouched his way up anyway to take a pair of goggles, which vanished into the hood. The name scrawled on the signup sheet was messy but legible.

He swiped a few rubber bands with an insolent sideways glance at the lab-coated igor who seemed to be running the show, and dropped into a desk to fiddle with them.

((Nahm has arrived~))  

[Enoh Love]

Charlie received a blank stare.

"Umm...N-no, I'm not a minipet." Really, Charlie? She was a lot taller than a minipet! Silly Demon. "I...I've never eaten Fear Candy so...I don't know? Maybe you can ask Professor Malcolm!" It seemed like a good suggestion at the time, but in regard to everything else the ghoul just leaned over and pat his sleeve; it was always so difficult to find his hand! "I promise, I'll tell you after class this time, kay?" She didn't want to get into it with so many people around! Speaking of, she turned to regard Nahm, whom she'd seen out of the corner of her eye.

"Maybe they're put away for now? I thought I saw a liability waiver up there..." Amrita suggested quietly, taking a moment to look...him? Her? It? Over, all the fabric that covered the scareling from head to toe. Huh, that was...mysterious! "Umm...Hi, I...don't think we've met? I'm Amrita." A backwards hand extended in greeting as she forced herself to be more friendly; she was going for Public Relations after all! That meant she needed to, well, relate to the public!  

[Chobi_Chocobo]

The answer Amrita gave him was not what Charlie had hoped for. He really now WAS curious about if fear candy could make one grow. But if Amrita hadn't tried any then he wasn't going to.

Grumpily he sunk in to his chair and eyed Nahm in a silent grumpy faced way. Confusion tended to make Charlie grumpy.