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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:24 am
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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!
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:34 am
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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?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:50 am
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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.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:53 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:54 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:02 am
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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.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:02 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:10 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:35 am
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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! ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:32 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:56 am
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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~))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 12:07 pm
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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!
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 12:13 pm
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