Fantasy SteamTech High

[Dubst3pp3r]

The year is 1889, and at the height of the Great Empire and her war against her enemies, her steam technology is surpassed by none. Though the nation's superior technology is all thanks to one high school, a school of great steam engineering and technology advancement. SteamTech High. Regular High school students taught and trained to be the best Steam engine engineers and mechanics and inventors ever.


Welcome to High school! make friends, find love, or be a nerd. your choice!

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

The bell rang through the hall and court yard. School was starting and Agustus had a lecture for the new incoming freshman class on the importance of steam technologies in the world and of the basic principals of steam engines that after noon as well. He sipped his coffee from his mug, papers in his other hand at his side, he strode up to the door, and found himself in a conundrum, how was he going to open the door? "Well bugger that, Um, Excuse me!? Could someone open this door please?" He shouted out.

 

[WhyNot]

Kezmen a teacher for 5 years at the school was walking past when I heard the dean's cry for help


*turns the knob for sir blackwater* morning Kezmen Dustsoom said in a very low and bold voice

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

"Ah thank you, professor isn't it?" Agustus smiled kindly and entered the door. "You'll forgive me for saying, but im not sure we've met personally" He set his coffee down on a near-by ledge and stuck out his hand. "Dean Agustus Blackwater, and you are professor...?"

 

[WhyNot]

Professor Kezmen Dustsoon sir *shakes his hand firmly* been a teacher for about 5 years now just got around this city

 

[Kwillz]

Caroline ran through the hallway inside the school building in an all out sprint as the first bell rang out. She was going to be late for her first period aeronautics class. She was about to continue running past the front door when she saw two teachers, one being a dean. She panicked for a second before attempting to slow down. But she was running to fast and stumbled as she tried to transition in casual walk. She looked nervously at the teachers and walked away quickly, hoping that they didn't notice her.

 

[WhyNot]

well It's getting late for my class *robotic engineering* *starts walking off to the third floor*

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

"yes, well have a good day professor!" he said and picked up his coffee and then noticed the student who was obviously late. "E-hem, Miss." he said sternly.

 

[WhyNot]

*gets to class a apologize for my lateness* *starts the class*

 

[Kwillz]

Caroline stops and slowly turns around looking at the dean. "Oh, um-hello, Sir Blackwater!" She says, trying to stay casual, "How has this morning been fairing?"

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

"Better for me than for you i'd say." he sipped his coffee. "What's your name and your special skill?"

 

[Kwillz]

"Caroline Dunbarr, sir" She said, a little confused. "I specialize in larger industrial sized engines, sir. I also engineer steam coolants." She had expected a stricter scolding from him.

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

"Large Engines hmm...seems i'll be seeing you in lecture hall this after noon at the main hall. Don't be late to that or I'll have you teach that class." He motioned her along and tipped his head with a straight face and continued to his office.

 

[Kwillz]

She nodded and walked past the dean. When she was far enough away, she let out a relieved sigh. Then she quickly realized that she still had to get to class and quickly rushed to her first period classroom.

 

[WhyNot]

*kept teaching a class until a bunch of steam rolled out of the class cause of a demonstration of a steam powered power generator*

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

He got to his office and prepped his notes for the orientation in a little bit. He pulled out a paper from his satchel and flipped the intercom on. "Good morning SteamTech High. Today you will be joined by a new rank of freshmen classmates, as always I demand respect, warm hearts and no bullying..." He paused and sipped his coffee. "Also, there will be two open lectures today one this morning and one this afternoon. This morning is on the basic operations of steam engines, for the freshmen, and the after lecture will be on Industrial and Large engine integrations and operations for some of our more advanced students. Again anyone is welcome to attend so long as their instructor or professor permits them to attend during class hours. Have a steamy day SteamTech!" he flipped the intercom off and continued organising his notes for the afternoon lecture.

 

[WhyNot]

*chuckles at the joke* steamy day

 

[Kwillz]

Caroline burst into the classroom right as Sir Blackwater was finishing his announcement. Her aeronautics teacher, a stocky middle-aged man with a bushy mustache, looked at her coldly. "Well Miss Dunbarr..so great for you to join us." He said, pulling out a little yellow slip. "It's ok Dr. Masters, Sir Blackwater already had a little chat with me." She said, trying to get away from detention slip. "Well, then it be great having a little chat with you you two hours early tomorrow." He handed her the little yellow paper. Caroline took the paper and went to her seat with a look of defeat. "Having a steamy day?" a student sitting behind said as she sat down. Caroline looked at him. "Shut up." she said

 

[WhyNot]

(inside joke from know on if some is having a bad time)

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

Agustus was walking toward lecture hall when the second period bell rang, meaning that he was a little behind for the lecture seeing that it was during second period homeroom. He sipped his coffee again and kept walking, bracing for the mass of students about to erupt from the classrooms and labs.

 

[XxLuluxX]

ROBERT:


He walked down the hallways, as usual covered in grease, burns and cigarette ash. He wasn't exactly cleanly for a man of education. It was Robert whom gave the practical hands-on lessons you see, and hated to deal with the theory and text side of everything. Infact, he detested it. With a large wrench in his hands, the master engineer made his way back to the main garage, or more specifically his workshop. Now, it may have not been exactly his, but... He treated it like a child. As he did with most his steam engines. It fascinated him even as a child, to watch the pistons movements, the hot blasts of steam escape as they rotated. Mr. Grayson, as he was known, was the teacher you learned to love and hate. His discipline was strict and harsh, yet a smile and pat on the back could mean the world. It was this man, that could break you or make you.

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

On his way to lecture hall Agustus passed the Large engines lab instructor, Robert, which reminded him that they still needed to pull the school's locomotive into lecture hall for a demonstration. "Robert! Glad I ran into you I need to ask a favor of you if you wouldn't mind?" Dean Agustus asked.

 

[XxLuluxX]

Robert looked up at Augustus, crossing his arms over his chest to stare plainly at him. Not much went on behind his eyes, and what did go on, was often disguised in a thin veil of mistrust. "Wha' favour yer askin' fer?" Came the scotsman's thick highland accent in reply. Grayson, quickly checking his small pocketwatch- A bronze plated, worn clockwork piece; which had seen generations of men and women's faces, peering down into the clockhands.


@Dubst3pp3r

 

[Dubst3pp3r]

"Ah yes, I need you to pull in the Mark A4-10 Locomotive into lecture hall C If you wouldn't mind, I haven't the time and you are the only other who's knows engines as well as I" Agustus stuck out the key to the garage where all the locos, vehicles and technology where kept at school. He also smiled at the grim faced scottsman in kind reply

 

[Kwillz]

Caroline made her way out of the classroom at the end of her first period class. As she walked through the doorway, she heard someone clear their throat behind her. She turned and saw Dr. Masters sitting at his desk looking at her. "Do not come in late tomorrow, Miss Dunbarr or I will have you coming in four hours early everyday next week." She nodded and walked away rolling her eyes as she walked into the hallway.