So yea.. I tried to write a little creative writing thing and it went on for a while. Might be good as a filler to jump-start the heart of this site.
I might add more later.
Incomplete.
Recovered log from Interface between RL and RL1-, Switzerland. Unidentified source. Member from CERN (?). Death Presumed. [Translate Swit//Egsh]
10 September 2008
We successfully guided a beam around the entire collider. Took an hour, but everything seems to be working fine.
11 September 2008
We’ve got a bit of a wait ahead of us, now. I’ll get back to work with some equations… boring, but that’s what I scientist has to do I guess.
12 September 2008
Found an interesting little facet to this one particular equation. Substituting in an infinite energy variable leads to a negative mass over time ratio. On closer inspection, it means that if we had an infinite source of energy and the right equipment, we could achieve a negative mass. Fun fact for the dinner table, I guess.
13 September 2008
On a more interesting side, using a slightly altered equation (I changed the secondary mass number slightly to accommodate for sensor distortion), the loss of energy from the system actually becomes negative. That is, it gains energy as time goes by.
Although, honestly, I think my alteration of the time variable could have upset the equation somehow. Funny how the little things change the big picture so extravagantly.
14 September 2008
My discussion with a colleague was very illuminating. Turns out my time variable was in fact not as farfetched as it seemed. However, my ‘negative mass’ conclusion was flawed due to a slight increase in the time variable allowing for a dilation effect to occur. After looking at it again, I saw the error. Not a dinner table topic after all.
15 September 2008
I logged onto the net for the first time in a few days today. No idea why.. this stuff we’ve been working on has been so interesting I’ve just lost track. Turns out the media thinks that the end of the w
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20 October 2008
All is ready for the collision. Exciting stuff!
I have my crowbar and Half-Life strategy guide kindly supplied by some ‘well wishers’ from overseas. If the headcrabs come for me, I’ll be ready for them. Haha. It shows how seriously some people are taking this whole Doomsday thing.
Half-Life though.. still pretty good after all these years. Adrien found me playing it last night and I told him I was training up for the Resonance Cascade. I was surprised to find that he got the reference. Good thing I’m surrounded by geeks, I guess.
21 October 2008
Finally! The big day. No time to write, really. We need to do some last minute touch-ups.
22 October 2008
Well, we’re still here. All went well in the end. Some odd observations, though. The strangelets we hypothesised appeared then vanished in a way we weren’t expecting, it’s hard to explain since the concepts are quite abstract.
There appears to be a lingering energy reading around the collision. Faint, but still detectable. This is to be expected, though.
23 October 2008
The reading still lingers despite it being some time after all the energy should have spread to a point at which it was undetectable.
Could this be the energy accruement I suspected?
24 October 2008
Yes, it is growing and at an exponential rate. The energy seems to be contained in a sub-state area and is held in place by a curious interaction between Higgs bosons and strangelets.
Interesting, none of our models predicted this.
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26 October 2008
The system is slowly growing in energy levels, but still held in check by the Boson-Strangelet Alignment. What worries me is the chance that the shell could crack at a certain energy level. We just don’t know enough about either particle to continue the experiment.
Just finding Higgs Boson and the strangelet phenomenon goes above and beyond what we expected from the experiment, and sent the media into uproar about the existence of the ‘God Particle’.
Stupid terminology, I think.
I will recommend the termination of the project due to safety concerns.
note - none of this is actually real and is just made up using a combination of imagination and scieno-babble. That’s right, scieno-babble. I made up a word. Mad!
To be continued..
Once again, I was digging through my stuff and found another great poem by Samuel Taylor Ownage!
Amazing indeed. Unfortunately, I could only find the first part, the other sheets had gotten lost.
PART I
An ancient Minister meeteth three Brawlers bidden to a 4-way Brawl, and detaineth one.
It is the ancient Minister,
And he stoppeth one of three.
`By thy long robes and lasering eye,
Now wherefore stopp’st thou me ?
Master Hand’s doors are opened wide,
And I am next one in ;
The fight is met, the stock is set :
May’st hear the merry din.’
He shoots him with his laser and,
`I owned them all,’ quoth he.
`Hold off ! don’t shoot me, red-eye loon !’
Eftsoons his shield dropt he.
The Character is pitfalled by the old ROB in disguise, and constrained to hear his tale.
He shoots him with his glittering eye–
The Fighter’s nearly killed,
And barely gets back to the stage :
The Minister hath mad skill.
The fighter’s hit by a pitfall trap :
He cannot choose but hear ;
And thus spake on that ancient ROB,
The bright-eyed Minister.
`We chose our guys, we chose the stage,
One Kirby with his Rock.
One played Marth, One Toon Link,
And I the mighty ROB.
The Minister tells how the group dropped downward with a good wind and fair weather, till they reached the Stage.
Some guy’s voice called the game to start,
Out of the air came he !
The game began, and Announcer Man
Sat down to watch and see.
Higher and higher every hit,
Kirby grabbed the Toon–’
The 4-way guest here beat his breast,
For he heard Samus pwn.
The 4-way Guest heareth the end of the battle ; but the Minister continueth his tale.
He heard Charizard own them all,
Red as a flame is he ;
Clapping their hands behind him goes
The losers grudgingly.
The 4-way guest he beat his breast,
Yet he cannot choose but hear ;
And thus spake on that ancient ROB,
The bright-eyed Minister.
The match continues.
`And now the SNORLAX came, and he
Was tyrannous and strong :
He struck with his enormous bulk,
And threw Kirby along.
While grabbed I Marth and slapped him round,
Link grabbed a clock to make it slow
But the one thing he didn’t know,
Was that it slowed down him instead,
We were all fast, I kicked his arse,
I spiked him on his head.
And now there came a Gold Hammer,
And Marth took a good hold :
And jumped, mast-high, while past him by,
I swiftly dodge-rolled.
Fearful sounds are heard on the Battlefield.
Because Toon Link was pretty shit
He tried to make a team :
“No Allies” is what we said–
I shot him with my beam.
Kirby was here, Kirby was there,
Took bunny ears from ground :
He bounced and jumped, he ran and pounced,
And hit us all around !
Till a great Assist, called Andross, came through the trophy, and was received with great joy and hospitality.
At length a Boss, the great Andross,
I only knew his name;
In a Trophy I had got,
I grabbed it and he came.
He owned the noobs he ne’er had owned,
Squares towards us they flew.
Toon Link got hit because he’s shit ;
The shielding nub got pwned !
And lo ! Andross proveth an assist of good omen, and helpeth the ROB as it owned hardcore.
And he blew blocks into Kirby’s face ;
He knew that he was boned,
He said “that’s lame”, he lost the game,
Only because I own !
I shouted loud, and felt damn proud,
Marth died for the last time ;
“That can’t be right, Toon Link’s more shite,
Next time I’ll own you guys.”‘
The ancient Minister finally killeth his foes with hard ownage.
`You bastard, ancient Minister !
You’re cheap, to own us thus !’–
A Smash Ball, Lo! Link was too slow.
I grabbed it and he lost.
PART II
Announcer now spake from the right :
Up from his seat came he,
Said “That’s the game!”, and then he left
Congratulations, me!
And my epic win still blew their minds,
But no sweet tears did follow,
I said again, “that’s the game!”
And they said “shut up, no” !
His friends cry out against the ancient Minister, for killing them full cheap.
But I had done an hellish thing,
And it would work me woe :
For all averred, I was a nerd
That edgehogs really blow.
Ah wretch ! said they, you nerd, you’re gay,
Your tactics just plain blow !
But when the next game started, they edgehogged the same, and thus make themselves accomplices in the crime.
I dodged the shot, I left the edge,
My R.O.B. form uprist :
But Marth jump-turned, my grab deterred
His edgehog made me pissed.
‘Twas right, said they, this time you’ll pay,
They’re edgehogs got me pissed.
here there is a break, since the other sheets are lost. However, it seems that in between he gets owned by his friend’s new use of cheap tactics
This part joins in where the Ancient Minister ends his story to the four-way guest.
They 4-way guest to teach, by his own example, honour and not being cheap to all players that play Brawl and loveth it.
Farewell, farewell ! but this I tell
To thee, thou Four-Way-Guest !
He pwneth well, who playeth well
Don’t cheat to be the best.
He pwneth best, who playeth best
Don’t abuse the Smash Ball ;
For the dear friends who playeth us,
May learn cheap moves all.
The Minister, whose eye is bright,
Who once was edgehog whore,
Is gone : and now the Four-Way-Guest
Turned from Master Hand’s door.
He went like one that hath been stunned,
And is of sense forlorn :
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
