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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Impeesa" data-source="post: 1249931" data-attributes="member: 498">In my high school, you were required to do a 5-minute speech for English class. For grades 10 and 12, I did mine on roleplaying. In the grade 12 one, I retold the Plasma Jelly Incident* and got surprisingly few comments on it afterwards. Pleasantly surprising. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />For CAPP 11 (career and personal planning), we had to do some sort of final project on 'something that affects our lives'. As an example, another group did made a video about going to university, shot mostly on the local campus. My partner and I did a detailed report about necrotizing fasciitis - the so-called killer flesh eating disease. I didn't take that class too seriously after the little aptitude tests put "social" as my lowest scoring category by a decent margin, rating it a meagre "well above average." <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />As for coilguns, I toyed with the idea of building a superconducting coilgun this summer, but decided against it. The key is being friendly with a few professors who can hook you up with the really good materials. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />*Plasma jelly is kind of like C4, an electrically-triggered spreadable explosive from the game Alternity. It happened once during the raiding of a research complex that one hapless guard hadn't been slaughtered, but instead merely knocked unconscious. We tied him to a chair, smeared the stuff on his face (I wanted to inject it into his eyeballs but no one was packing a needle), and waited for him to come around. We let him sweat just long enough to realize just what was happening as the mindwalker tickled him from the toes up to the face.... with electrokinetics. Boom.</blockquote>

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