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Post by Talyn-chan on Sept 20, 2008 15:23:21 GMT -6
Fineen Godspoken sits at the desk inthe front of the room, this was his class orom, for ine hour. he floated aorund them, teaching this tech class and that. he was currently trying to get the info in who would be in his class, but the ehadmistress mad ethat easier said then done for him. Hopefully none of his many fangirls would find him here.
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Post by Biki-la on Sept 27, 2008 23:15:14 GMT -6
The Headmistress stepped into the room, saying in an emotionless tone, "Having any luck attempting to hack into my files?" She smiled as she said that, but her smiles were empty, her pupil-less icy blue eyes not showing any feeling at all. Today she wore a gray button-down dress that went down to a bit above her slender knees and a black belt around her perfect waist.  this is the dress |
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Post by Talyn-chan on Sept 28, 2008 16:41:55 GMT -6
"Only a bit Mistress B," Fineen replies looking up wiht a slight smile. He looks the headmistress over and raises a questioning eyebrow. "Been shopping? Or sent someone out to?"
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Post by Biki-la on Oct 2, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
The Headmistress smiles one of her empty smile at Fineen "Sometimes it is enjoyable to go out and pretend to be normal when buying things. Of course, it's never fun alone." She didn't say anymore, but it did seem like she was implying the fact that she hadn't been shopping alone--that someone had been with her.
Of course, that person was a bit too impractical for the Headmistress's taste, so the stiletto boots had been replaced with black shoes that somewhat resembled ballet shoes, but without the strings.
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Post by Talyn-chan on Oct 5, 2008 19:30:11 GMT -6
"Of course it is," Fineen says. "But I sadly enjoy th ecompany of electronic much more than people."
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Post by Biki-la on Oct 6, 2008 23:25:31 GMT -6
The Headmistress smiled one of her empty smiles, "Yes, of course. No one thinks the same, is the same, or possesses the same talents. I hope to find the more extraordinary in these categories."
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Post by Talyn-chan on Oct 12, 2008 15:16:24 GMT -6
"Of course head mistress," Fineen says with a bob of his head. "ANd I don't supose you'd let me knw hwo will be in my class, would you?"
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Post by Biki-la on Oct 14, 2008 9:16:00 GMT -6
Her empty smile stayed on her face as she said, "Now where would the fun be in that? And besides, the list would be incomplete." Her last sentence was a lie, but no one knew that. The Headmistress was prepared for the school year to begin, having already assigned all the students to her classes months in advance, when school had let out last term. The registration of new students didn't even change anything, as though she had already known that those students were coming...
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Post by Talyn-chan on Oct 19, 2008 17:19:11 GMT -6
Fineen sighs inwardly then chuckles at is old hedmistress and now boss. "You never would make anythng easy, these kids are in for a mouthfull this year."
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Post by Biki-la on Oct 19, 2008 20:12:47 GMT -6
"If things were easy at this school, then I would never find out who the truly gifted children are. For that reason, things must be made as difficult as possible" the headmistress said, looking a bit more serious now, but with the headmistress, you could never really tell
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 6, 2009 0:26:13 GMT -6
"Yes, but you have up the standards this year even more so." Fineen says with a smile. "I can't wait to test the new kids abilities. Maybe One will actually be able to make things without asistance."
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Post by Biki-la on Jun 6, 2009 1:46:49 GMT -6
Mistress B laughed, but it was without joy, "Oh, I certainly doubt that." Another lie. Not that anyone could tell.
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 6, 2009 19:23:05 GMT -6
"Oh bother!" He curses hitting his hand on his keyboard, causing the screen to freeze up. This day was not turning out in his favor.
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Post by Biki-la on Jun 15, 2009 21:42:37 GMT -6
OOC: Winnie the Pooh!
Mistress B chuckled a joyless laugh, turning away from Fineen and walking towards the door. Before leaving, though, she paused in the doorway and said, "I do wish you the best of luck this year, Godspoken." before exiting the classroom, leaving Fineen alone.
OOC: Who shall we bring in nextt?
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 16, 2009 9:40:19 GMT -6
OOC- The stalker-fan-girl to-be!!
IC- Fineen atempts to fix his computer with one hand, using the other to open a folder off to the side, in it was a bio of all the incoming students, some more promisig then others. As he leafs through the pages, the screen unfreezes, and he pulls up the internet to check his e-mail.
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Post by Kiako on Jun 16, 2009 9:44:17 GMT -6
ooc- Karolyn?
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Post by Biki-la on Jun 16, 2009 13:17:23 GMT -6
OOC: Eh, Dida is on a date with her lover. So...have fun with it, my love! Karolyn could be walking by, or something...
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 16, 2009 19:57:31 GMT -6
OOC- one of you made someone to be his stalker-fan-girl so he'd become even more frazled. Hehe frazled I love that word!!
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Post by Biki-la on Jun 18, 2009 21:18:22 GMT -6
OOC: Yah, that was Dida.....erm...she was made to be a lot of things...
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 19, 2009 7:34:49 GMT -6
OOC- is you gona post with her?
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Post by Dethran on Jun 22, 2009 11:29:04 GMT -6
OOC- How about the electrical/mechanical prodigy?
I'm assuming this room is a workshop or attached to one.
IC-Dethran walked by, looking pseudo-lost, as if he didn't quite know where he was going, but knew he was close to finding out. (The monkeys are still on his shoulders).
"Pardon me," he said to Fineen, "where would I-" he stopped, realizing he was already at a workshop "Never mind. May I use the workshop?"
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 23, 2009 8:27:45 GMT -6
Fineen looked the boy over quickly. "Just don't break anything," He says placing his eyes back on the computer. It had, of course frozen again. "Stupid computer," He murmurs. "Why can't you have enough memory?! I just bought you!"
OOC- Yay self ranting!!!
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Post by Dethran on Jun 23, 2009 12:10:18 GMT -6
Dethran walked over to the shop and started working. After about an hour of him working while the monkeys ran around and got the tools that he needed, he had what looked like a fancy, metal backpack with cushioning on the claw-like attachments where the straps would be and on part that rested on the back, as well as hand-sized slots from protrusions on the shoulders. He then continued working, and after about 15 minutes, he had a metal cylinder about 2' long and 6" in diameter. He then attached an extension from the middle of the cylinder to a small hole near a glassy-looking compartment at the top of the backpack, right about where the base of the neck would be when it was worn. For the next couple of minutes, after pushing a button on one end of the cylinder, he just stared at it. His gaze then moved along the tube connecting the cylinder to the backpack, and, as he got to looking at the compartment on the backpack, a bit of dark ooze slid out of a hole in the side and floated around, never touching the edges, and eventually formed a perfect sphere in the middle of the chamber. OOC- This was him making antimatter in the cylinder, moving into the chamber, and calibrating the magnets surrounding the chamber to make sure that the antimatter didn't touch matter and annihilate. IC- Dethran then started working with very thin metal fibers, producing a pair of gloves after about 20 minutes of work. He then put his hand in the slots on the shoulders and pulled them out after about 5 seconds. Next, he made a few motions with his hands, and the back of the backpack folded out revealing a platform with very small tools and a screen facing Dethran. After about 10 minutes of work consisting mostly of manipulating things projected from the screen with the gloves while the monkeys napped, Dethran motioned for the backpack to close and put it on. OOC- Nanobots!  IC- He then motioned, causing a couple of small screens to come up and cover his eyes partially. After about 5 minutes of commanding the backpack, he had a small, metal box that looked like it could plug into a computer's RAM, that also had slots for RAM cards on the top. He walked over to Fineen and set the box down on the desk. "You might want to hook that up and see if it will keep your computer from freezing. It plugs in to replace your existing RAM, but the slots on top are for that RAM so that you don't loose any data." |
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 23, 2009 21:05:13 GMT -6
Fineen looked the box over, using his expert eyes to examine every aspect of it. He suspiciously plugs the box in and lo and behold, the kid had actually made something that worked. He felt as if all the stress from the day had suddenly melted away. "Thanks kid. I'm Misuier Fineen Godspoken, teacher of all things electronic, and you are?" the most wonderfull student I could hope for.
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Post by Dethran on Jun 23, 2009 22:39:48 GMT -6
"Dethran Vernichten," Dethran said, noting the silent complement. "Those monkeys asleep on the able over there are my pets. The boy is Links, and his sister is Rechts. Oh, yeah, that cylinder over by them is a vacuum chamber. It makes a good environment for things like particle collisions. This class can have it for student and faculty use if it would be useful."
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 24, 2009 9:33:28 GMT -6
OOC- total disconnection in Dethran's speech formal to, "if it be useful."
IC- Fineen smiled, thinking of the kids from his classes, other than Dethran, attempting to use the vacuum chamber. "I'll let the faculty use it, I don't know about a lot of the other kids though."
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Post by Dethran on Jun 24, 2009 12:41:57 GMT -6
OOC- I fixed it! *feels special*
IC- "Yeah," said Dethran, "that makes sense. I may actually have to lengthen it at some point for it to be useful for many other people, though."
OOC- A particle accelerator would probably have to be a circle under the entire school grounds for any non-psychic to use it.
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Post by Talyn-chan on Jun 25, 2009 7:59:31 GMT -6
"Yes I'm sure our new detachment teacher would like to use it very much, she was talking about needing to use something like it." Fineen says being as vague as possible while still filling Dethran in.
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Post by Dethran on Jun 26, 2009 10:32:51 GMT -6
"Okay," said Dethran, "I may as well get it to a point at which anyone could use it." He started working on it. After 30 minutes of work, there was a set of double pipes running along the walls around the room, converging on a box with a screen, instead of the small tube he started with. During this time, Rechts ran off and returned with a laptop. When the pipes were done, Dethran hooked up his laptop to the box and started typing in a command prompt, continuing for about 5 minutes. When he was done, he disconnected the laptop and closed it.
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Post by Dethran on Jun 28, 2009 23:41:43 GMT -6
After he was done with his laptop, Dethran pulled a cable out from the backpack and plugged it into the particle accelerator. After manipulating images visible only to him on the eye screens for about 20 minutes, Dethran disconnected his backpack from the accelerator and hooked it up to the laptop, still working with things that only he could see. After a few minutes, he disconnected everything and turned off his laptop.
He walked out the door, saying "Thanks for letting me use the shop."
OOC- Dethran just synced the backpack to the accelerator and laptop (all data on the laptop is now accessible from the backpack, and both receive notification of usage of the accelerator [image of who used it, time stamp, and details on what they used it for] in such a way that no one can detect it), and then he started the nanobots he built for the backpack on making improvements throughout his body, starting with an implant in his brain connected to his backpack the same way that the pack is connected to the accelerator so that he no longer needs interfaces to command it, and he gets its notifications instantly. I will add more OOC posts about the other improvements as they are made.
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