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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 10, 2006 1:59:53 GMT -5
[This thread tis about the Tinisian 'System Equation' and related things. This is thread is less action, more thought compared to the standard, but bring in any super smart fuzzies and scalies ye like.]
Kam leaned back in his chair and stared up at the florecent lights above. What did it mean? he pondered. What does it really mean? It was nearing ten p.m., a good time for a coffee break. The skunk rose from his chair and scratched behind his ears while he wandered to the next room, mug in paw.
He began pouring the caffinated equivalent of bubbling crude from a coffee machine dearly in need of replacement. He turned to take a seat at the small table in the common room and began staring out the window at the city scape beyond.
"You know Kam," spoke the voice of his friend and co-worker Sana. "The reason we have windows is to help keep us sane. To let sun light in to brighten our day. Not as effective when you only find your way to the common room after sunset."
The female rabbit took a seat next to Kam and began sharing the view.
"I only need coffee when its this late of course."
"Of course."
Kam smiled, "And I do take lunches at the cafes."
"Where oddly enough you drink more coffee. So how's Harvey holding up?"
"He's turned down another film offer."
Sana laughed. "What a loon. He got so much bonus from the one movie, everyone wants him to do it again with a new film, and he's gone back to school instead."
"He's a strange one."
"Yep."
Kam let out a half laugh. "He did say something today, well, asked, that has got me all twisted up again."
"Hah, you do this ever six months now."
"But its different now. We're so close to the final term. There's going to be celebrations and funny hats and scientists from all over and media and honors and a thousand graduate students writing thesises. And what am I going to tell them? That I have no clue what this thing we've spent years working on. That has gotten a set percentage of the national resources every year for the entire history of the Union makes no sense to me."
"Well, what do you have so far?"
"That's not a good place to start."
"Then what is?"
Kam took a deep breath. Then a large sip of coffee. "We start at the beginning. The system equation was created by Genius of Pargalo as her attempt to reconcile the emerging models of physics as well as her applications of the ideas of those to less arcane subjects like sociology and biology. But as she worked she realized that she could expand the ideas of what she was working on to any system, not just a physical or sociological one. A way or inputting any amount of information, any type of information, and getting something close to the best possible solutions or outcome.
"The exact mathematics of it, or more to the point, the ways to compute the coefficents of the terms, were still beyond her when she died, and probably would of never been within her grasp before she would of died of old age. But the general form had been introduced and thankfully not lost. And beyond that some suggested starting points, which in the sixties were the start point of our current work. But a few suggested coefficents out of the thousands needed was a real problem. And probably would of left the system equation by the way side as it seemed impossible to break into those quintuple integrals of square rooted cosecants of hypergeometric functions.
"But the fifth house during the Federation of Tinis used those few guessed at coefficents to derive a plan for irrigating the Centralis valley in the shortest time possible, and it worked. And theres rumors that they used it for military purposes and to even write the Union constitution later, but those applicates seem unlikely."
Sana nodded. "You know your history."
"As the Union started importing computers, and soon after building our own, the Union Party gave the mathematics council the duty to improve their understanding of the system equation and to find the solutions to the coefficent problems. So they handed the council a book filled from cover to cover with the equation, and another with the rules for the equation. Being mathematicians, and as we do now, they began churning at it. But soon they realized they needed external data to test what they've done so far. Because of the equations complexity, the best they can do is approximations for even the easiest of the coefficents. Real data is necessary to test their results and to make sure they didn't screw up.
"Slowly they build up the terms and now we're on the last one. We may be within some one trillionth of a percent away from the real value, or we may be way off still. So today we still need external data, but we need ever more complex systems to observe to get that data.
"Origionally it was traffic flows, effects of personal charisma, weather patterns, and the flows of markets. Those are now to simple to test these final terms as the number of unknowns needs to increase to near infinity to be able to eliminate any uncertainty. So we pull data from the Pattern Defense System which itself uses the system equation to pull of its quantum tricks as well as the whole of the Tinisazil system of distribution and production, combined of course with its interactions with the external world market system."
"Okay," said Sana. "So its a way to understand systems that are to complex to figure out."
"But its become more than that. It drives many of the systems in use in Tinis now. Its become a chicken and egg thing. The equation is necessary for the PDS to work, necessary for Tinisazil not to lead us on the path to autocratic communism. When did the equation stop being a tool and become the world we live in? Or has it always been so?"
"I think you should of studied philosophy."
"And is there more to it? It can be seen as a tool, a way to explain things. But what if is something else entirely? I know most think the alchemy stuff is bunk, but Genius supposedly got some of it to work. What if her origional 'guesses' were inspired by her study of that mysticism?"
"Next you'll tell me that the system equation is alive."
"I've thought of that."
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Post by miokalia on Sept 10, 2006 14:34:16 GMT -5
"Okay, so this is what we're looking at here", said professor Eriych to his team at Hokyldaryon University. "The only difference we can see between a regular Hariyamo's Ball and the PDS is that the PDS appears to be selective in it's transparency. If anybody has any ideas on how it is they did that, let me know at any time." "That's how the photons got through. The PDS was letting in some photons. But they were slowed down.", said a graduate student. "Thes question is: Why were they slowed down? Was it refraction, where the photons slow down as they enter a different material? Or was it that inside the PDS, the speed of light itself was slowed down. RIght now, I'm thinking it's both.", said Eriych. "It'd be nice if we could ask them to put the PDS up again so we could test that. See what happens when something hits that significantly lowere speed of light inside the PDS.", said another professor. "I'm not sure that will be necessary. Keep in mind, Tinis has people working on this too. They've probably looked at these possibilities. They might even know these things for certain. They're just taking a different approach to it.", said Eriych. "You mean the system equasion? The difference is, they're model is unified, where ours is split up into functions." "We're looking for different things. They're trying to narrow the domain of an existing model, We're trying to find the exceptions and unknowns in ours. It's similar. But right now, we're just trying to see what we can see. Visually prove or disprove things.", said Eriych. "Well, there's one thing we did disprove for sure... I don't think the enclosed universe model works any more.", said the other professor. "The plane. Acted as though it had flown through a Carruthian Field. With 2-cycles. Which means when the plane tried to Co-Ax through the PDS surface it was instantly forced to the outside of the universe and then brought right back in after two Carruthian cycles. Which is why it showed up on the other side before it took off.", said Eriych. "The Co-Ax device probably had to expend almost no energy, given that it probably used itself as a B-point.", said the graduate student. "Perfect Coaxial efficiency. Up until now, it was only theoretical. To lock onto one's self, the device hardly has to expend so much as a microwatt. It just rides the absolutely raging tide of pucons flowing between the two instances of the aircraft at near-infinite speed.", said the other professor. "The fuel-cells in the plane were still charged when it crashed on the other side. Which confirms this.", said the grad student. "That solves our galaxy problem. We've never been able to Co-Ax between galaxies because of the almost total lack of matter in between reduces the Co-Ax efficiency to zero. If we were to use a field like the PDS, we could cancel-out that inefficiency. And we could actually travel between galaxies.", said Eriych. "That's going to be very hard to implement.", said the grad student. "I think we're a ways down the road from that.", said Eriych.
In an office at University of Dorigan, Doron sat in a swivel chair talking to Diiy, the engineer of the Anti-Nuclear device. "I must hand it to the Tinisians, they are very thorough. The system equasion is evidence of that. Although I am surprized that they did not have Co-Ax yet, if they've tamed the Hariyamo's Ball and turned it into a defensive weapon, the PDS. It's like perfecting nuclear fusion long before developing a fission breeder reactor. To us, at least. The only Hariyamo's Balls we can make are as a result of something else. They just happen, and we don't 'control' them directly. It seems the Tinis folks don't just have the ability to make it fit *exact* specifications, over an space which is impossible to us, but can even tune it to let through frequencies of photons. I must see what they're doing with this.", said Doron as he swivelled back-and-forth in the chair. His mechanically-jointed skeletal tail swishing behind him.
"Tinis isn't going to be very happy when they find out about the device. Even if it does work, it will probably scare them a bit.", said Diiy.
"Yeah, but at least it will work. And it's the only one of it's kind. Plus, I'd like to see terrorists even try to come up with a way to weaponize this in 20 years. Their brains would simply melt at trying to decode this.", said Doron.
"I guess it could be used as a nuissance weapon. Like a fire-cracker. I mean what the hell do you do with a weapon that converts large amounts of energy back into matter instantly? Besides defend something.", said Diiy.
"I guess we'll see", said Doron.
"And every nuclear weapon in the entire world will become obsolete. Are you aware that there may be people who consider you an agent of divine intervention? Sent down from the heavens to undo the damage of nuclear proliferation?", said Diiy.
"People considered Wune and Jirie agents of divine intervention, SoL, RLM too. You don't actually have to do anything good to be considered an agent of divine intervention. Really, actually I would rather do something good and then be demonized for it. Mothers telling their children that if they don't eat all of their vegetables, I will emerge from their closet when they are asleep and eat their souls.", said Doron.
"Well, you certainly look the part.", said Diiy as he poured another cup of Almond Amaretto coffee. With the amount of the stuff he had drank thus far, most mammals would have been totally drunk on the liqour in the bevarage. "I'm going to be peeing rubbing alcohol or cleaning solvents if I keep drinking this. I think you should go to Tinis and mingle with their scientists some. Everyone's understanding is improved when we all share.", he continued.
"Indeed it is. Intellectual exchange. Is there anything I should know about going to Tinis?", said Doron
"Don't drink the milk. It comes from animals up there instead of plants like it does here. The tail grooves in car seats are smaller and their doors have round knobs instead of levers like ours do. I ran into nearly every single door I tried to open there when I visited, Because I'm used to our big levers.", said Diiy.
"I don't eat or drink. I don't think the milk will be an issue.", said Doron.
"Well, the State University System has already sent a request to Doctor Kam's department over there. A request to share data between our departments. We may even be doing some traveling up there. I sure hope so.", said Diiy.
"It's not like I have a schedule to keep. I'm sure, absolutely sure that some of our stuff will help narrow that equasion down. I'm also certain that between us, there is a lot more to be discovered.", said Doron.
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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 12, 2006 22:56:56 GMT -5
Uggie, one of the grad students in the Kam's department, was the first to notice the computer had finished its latest calculation. It was over a week previous that they had input the data from the feed back of the Miokalian co-ax test and set the computers to work. If the programs were working correctly, the final term should be found within 10 to 30 percent of its real value. The final coefficent of course was the most convoluted of structures in the entire system equation. It was sometimes referred to as 'the demented term' as the coefficent was wrapped inside what at first glanced appears a non-linear vector differential equation to the untrained eye. But an equation inside an equation? Ah, but the 'differential equation' is a misnomer as either one side of this burried item is ever present at a time, heance three dots below the '=' sign. Its like seeing n x 5 or seeing 8 + n, but never at the same time. The final coefficent appears in this odd syntatical construct as a thirteen dimensional metric made of complex numbers. Many parts, but a single mathematical object. And the metric is present on both sides of the oddly accented '='.
Uggie's ears twitched as the metric, written in matrix form, appeared on the screen while he was in the middle of studying for his qualfiying examination. A little surprised that it was complete several hours before it should of been he put down his pile of books and old tests to inspect the read out.
"Possible error in code... can not divide by zero. Final uncertainty before termination zero... Final average uncertainty zero... Huh."
Within an hour Kam, Sana, and two other mathematicians, Fran and Lipner, were in the office staring at the results.
"Where did the divide by zero come from?" asked Fran the boar.
"I checked that," said Uggie. "The debugger says that it had reached its limit on verifying that value with the data at hand, so attempted to create an optimal step size to improve accuracy using the Runga fifty model. When the optimal step size for improved accuracy was one over zero, which should happen if the function is optimized, it got upset."
"Well... it is pretty close to the estimated value from the previous week," said Sana after a full five minutes of silence. "How many itterations has it been on with this uncertainty?"
"Two hundred million," answered Uggie who had also made sure to check that, and twenty other things, before they had arrived. "Give or take a few million."
"I don't believe it," was all Lipner could mutter in his deep base voice.
"Believe it you might have to. We'll go over the code once more starting at six am, which is in a couple hours remember. So go get some breakfast and we'll meet back here then."
Kam and Sana found themselves at the 'Breakfast Nok' across the street shortly after.
"Wow, you think its real?" asked the rabbit.
Kam shrugged. "Don't know. Could be. It does look pretty similar to our last few runs. But with the new data and the fact that this was a full system equation reduction run, its kind of likely, assuming we didn't screw up the math some where, that its real. Uggie's already sent off the log to the five back ups."
"Good."
"Oh, something odd. I got a message last night from some Miokalians last night. Didn't look at it closely but it sounded like they wanted to compare notes or something. They cc'ed it to a couple related offices to."
"They have odd timing."
"Yes they do. But you know the charter for our council. Until we have verification by an outside source on the validity of our final result, we can not publish or otherwise release our results. They might be a good crew to take a look at our stuff. I hear they know their stuff."
"I think it was Fran who said she had come accross one of their journals that had been translated into Tinisian. Some neat stuff apparantly. She couldn't make heads or tails of half of it due to notational differences, but what she could get from the discussion she got interested in learning their formalisims."
Kam giggles, "Tinis has always been reasonablly guarded with its scientific knowledge in our area. As such our methods sometimes diverge from those of outsiders but we can usually figure out some way to communicate what's going on. For Fran to be blown away, it must be incredibly different or incredibly insightful stuff."
"True."
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To: Diiy of the State University of Miokalia From: Kam, Action Director of System Equation Studies Subject: Information sharing
Of course we'd be happy to compare notes! In fact I've talked with the math council and it seems were in need of a visiting scientist or two to help verify an important discovery. I suspect from the title of my office and what we've published previously you can guess what it might be, but until all those stupid clearance issues and background checks are in order I can't say explicitly what we got, just that it looks very promissing. I'm sure all the silly beuracratic stuff can be toss out of the way quickly as this is very important, and this is an instance I can actually throw some weight around.
So we can start immediatly on sharing info. I've asked the libraries to give you access to relavent paper collections immediately and they should be sending you a password and log in name. I just ask that you don't share it; we can get access for others if you need. Professor Fran Gammen is even working on a bit of a primer for us and you to help get past the hurtle of our different notation schemes.
Hope to hear you or a collegue are heading this way (or an entire team if you like!). We'll need all the brain power we can muster. If you can make it, I'll make sure your put up in quality accomidations with VIP transportation and all that.
-Kam
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Post by miokalia on Sept 13, 2006 1:23:44 GMT -5
"We're going to Arx, Doron", said Diiy upon reading the email. "I don't know if I want to go. I should probably get back to Dincota", said Doron. "No, I don't think so. You still have to accept the award from Andertol for saving us all from nuclear war with me. That happens later. Way later." said Diiy. "You people are keeping me here on purpose, aren't you?", said Doron "Yes, because it's a waste for such an intelligence to go unused.", said Diiy. "The secretary of state wants me to solve the sys eq? I don't even know hardly anything about the Tinisian model.", said Doron "Actually not Andertol, Kam would be delighted for us to come up there, and the other email... well... it was some Tinisian military spook. Pretty much imploring you to come to Tinis and work on this. He's offering you as many resources as you could possibly want.", said Diiy. "I'm fairly accustomed to having free-reign over laboratories. Inventing Coaxial Drive will kind-of do that for you. I highly doubt there is anything he can offer me that I don't already have.", said Doron. "This is about science, not personal gain. You should be wanting to do this.", said Diiy. "Well, there is one thing I want... lately I've had this insatiable craving for... Ssssssoooouuulllllssss", said Doron humrously while blinking the lights in his eyes. "You are kidding right?", said Diiy "Of course I am. I don't even know what they taste like, not to mention what souls even are. I'll go to Tinis.", said Doron.
Doron took a look at the military email. "I hope they don't plan on turning Kam into Oppenheimer with this. The fact that the military is this interested in this is bothersome. We just found a way to neutralize the threat of nuclear weapons, the world... the Universe doesn't need another super-weapon to replace it.", said Doron. "Maybe they just want the sys eq finished so they can streamline their management, or organize themselves more effectively. The System Equasion has many applications over there", said Diiy.
The team departed for Arx. The team consisted of Professor Diiy, Hychakito Doron of course. But a few other experts from other fields were brought along: Ryuqi Kohdat (Malych), an architectural engineer and computer scientist from the Kohdat & Dorriker firm, Kiyake Seetik (Dragon), an astrophysicist from Hokyldaryon University.
"Ok, I just want to make something very clear for this trip...", said Kohdat on the airplane. "What's that?", asked Doron. "I'm not to be used as a computer. I fix them, I make them work. I tell you what it's doing, but I am *not* to be used to calculate stuff.", said Kohdat. "You don't have the bitwidth, Ryuqi. I don't know what the mammals are using to calculate this down with, but we've brought along some pretty hefty number crunchers with us here.", said Kiyake. "Tacheyron Render Tower 2400-K. 65535 bits wide, 400 Mhz. The processor itself is the size of a shoebox, and it's printed at the atomic scale. This thing can generate a complete hubble volume simulation with out having to make a second pass... in 2 hours. Now, that is power.", said Kiyake tapping the chamfered cargo box holding the computer.
"Has anybody read the briefs on Sysiy-q?", asked Diiy. (The System Equasion is being reffered to as Sysiy-q by the Miokalians in conversation with eachother. A Kohtohkhan-ization of the nickname: Sys Eq)
"This equasion is too long. Way too long. And... what the hell is this?", asked Kiyake.
Ryuqi looked over at the page Kiyake was looking at.
"Mammals tend to organize functions differently. It is not uncommon for them to create output models which are not organized contextually", said Ryuqi.
"Doron, what do you make of this?", asked Kiyake.
"Well, I've found a few functions of my own deisgn echoed in here. Although they are applying them differently.", said Doron.
"Anything you would readily change about it?", asked Diiy.
"Well, I'd organize it differently. As it is right now, it's too large to process... The outstanding domain is unsolvable.", said Doron
"Unsolvable?", asked Diiy.
"The outstanding domain is unsolvable in our system of mathmatics. There is no way to narrow it down without getting more data.", said Doron.
"Well, it's a good thing we're all sharing data. maybe between us, we'll have the right data.", said Diiy.
Doron turned the page around and showed it to Ryuqi and said, "What's this?"
"That is a non-terminating decimal.", said Ryuqi
"Non-terminating decimal. A non-terminating decimal indicates what...", said Doron
"A fundamental mismatch between whatever system you're using and the nature you are trying to make it fit.", said Kiyake.
"Which means either there isn't enough data, or the data isn't being measured right.", said Doron as he took the page back. He continued, "What subatomic particle weighs 10^-32 AUs, is mostly only known to us, the Dincotians, the Malych and the Daeronese, and kicks the quarks in a neutron around so hard that they rearrange into a proton?", asked Doron. "No sh*t... They're not accounting for the weight of pucons in their data?", said Kiyake. "Of course not. If they even have an idea of the particle, it's probably still theoretical for them.", said Ryuqi "They didn't account for the weight of the pucons in the compressed-photon stream in the feedback they got off the PDS from our experiment.", said Doron.
Later on, after arriving in Tinis, Doron shared a room with Ryuqi. "Doesn't it fit that they would put the two inorganic entities together?", asked Ryuqi humorously. "Hey, I'm still organic. I'm just not biologically feasible. Speak for yourself", said Doron.
Doron stared at the TV for a while. Looking at the unusual foreign programming which was mostly in another language.
"I have a feeling about this. Did you notice the hole?", asked Doron. "Yes. My estimation were of very low resolution, and I was only using a small part of it, but I noticed a very definate hole in the graphical analysis.", said Ryuqi "How many iterations did you do?", asked Doron. "Just 20. They were spot-checks. The last one got me a very early divide by zero error.", said Ryuqi. "What do Malych do when they divide by zero?", asked Doron. "We mark it as zero and keep going, labeling the rest as 'estimation'.", said Ryuqi.
Another space of time passed, the team was to meet with Kam's team tomorrow, it was late at night.
"Do you sleep?", asked Ryuqi.
"For vast periods of time. I've slept for entire months before. It's been like this since the time-travel mishap", said Doron.
"Well I'll be up at exactly 7:00 AM tomorrow. So if you need me to wake you up or something... Well, I guess shoving you won't work. I guess I can run a powerful current through you to wake you up?", asked Ryuqi.
"If you light me on fire with an electrical current, I will rip your nanocore right from your chest and then shove it in your mouth.", said Doron softly, but somewhat humorously.
"Well, Good night then.", said Ryuqi as he curled into a compact heap on the floor. His arms and legs folding up beside his midsection. His eyes dimmed down and the protective covers slid over his eye panels.
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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 14, 2006 0:35:06 GMT -5
"Kam you looked well dressed today."
Kam nods at Harvey from across the table. They were enjoying a rare breakfast at an outdoor cafe. There had been a strong thunder strom the previous night and the streets were still wet and the sky still covered in clouds. They usually only met for lunch.
"I decided pants were in order since we have special guests today."
With a nod the wolf across the way nodded. "I guess that explains breakfast instead of lunch or coffee. Anyone I know?"
"Probably not. Scientists from Miokalia, and beyond."
"Beyond? You mean one of those planets a bunch of them come from?"
"Indeed. They're here to look at our work, share data, possibly give us insight. We got ourselves a translator from the state offices to help us out. I have no idea how much New Tinisian they know. I even ran my e-mails to them through a translation program and had them double check it."
Kam finishes his yegem [sort of like french toast] and waits a few minutes for his friend to finish.
"To be honest, I hope they rip our work to shreds," says Kam.
"Why's that?"
"Job security for one," he gives a laugh. "Not that it would be a problem moving to a different project. But it would give me more time to understand this blasted thing."
"Of all the people who research the equation," says Harvey mid bite. "You'd think you'd get that part by now."
"Oh well. Maybe they have a clue or something. But figuring out the biggest puzzle I've ever heard of's 'why' would give me... such great joy I think."
"Oh yeah?" asks Harvey, grinning at his friends melodramatic tone, obviously meant to make fun Harvey's profession.
"Yeah, I think so."
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The inital meeting was a little akward but with the help of Kam's carefully practiced lines and a translator no feelings were hurt. Despite Sana's obvious uneasyness around Doron of course. Kam and Sana met the foreign team at the monorail platform year the office and escorted them up. On the way Kam did his best to give a mini-tourist guide speal of the few sites they could see from the streets followed quickly by an explaination of the buildings security just to make sure they didn't lock themselves out by accident.
Finally they got to the twentieth floor, site of Kam's department. He was technically in charge but they did their best to keep a loose atmosphere. He and Sana lead them to a conference room. They were quite surprised to find two others they weren't expecting.
"Greetings," said Dr. Sanjo Nim to the visitors, without the aid of translation no less. "I am Dr. Kim of the Centralis Institute of Physics, here to assist you in any way I can. And this here is Ernio Janz, he is from the Ekleson Navy Research Lab." In Tinisian he says to the translator, "Thank you sir but we will not be needing your services any longer."
As soon as the translator left, Dr. Nim begins to translate for Ernio. "We have a couple things for you to sign to ensure the integrity of the research here and before we can begin. Nothing controversial, just a temporary non-discloure agreement for a few particular things."
Ernio handed the visitors each a page and a pen. On the page it read:
'I ______ here by declare that I will not violate rules and terms of the following agreement. 1. I will not release to the media or non-Tinisian governmental persons who are without sufficent clearence any of the deatils, results, or processes that will be discussed, explained, or disclosed to you in the offices of Dr. Kam's team, the building that it is located in, by Dr. Kam or his team, or on the subjects of interest by Dr. Kam's team until one week after you and your compatriots have declared a yes or no on the results of the before mentioned team of Dr. Kam. 2. I will not release any information that is deemed justly classified by the Union of Tinis and understand that if I am provided information that is classified that I will be informed of its classification. 3. I will not allow unauthorized personel in the offices of Dr. Kam, the building of which it is located, nor any other facility that is not for public access during my time here in Tinis.
Signed: ________'
While the visitors began to read over the contract, Kam pulled Ernio aside. "Hi, umm... I thought they checked out?"
"Standard procedure. The military guys asked me to make sure they signed it before you got on to actually talking about the thing."
"Bah," blurted Kam a little more audibly. Back to wispers, "There's a reasons I didn't join you up in Forr way back. I can't stand this stuff. I asked them to keep it on the hush hush for the time being. Now it looks like I don't trust them."
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Post by miokalia on Sept 14, 2006 17:29:27 GMT -5
"Well since we're doing the whole non-disclosure agreement thing anyway. I suppose you can look-over and sign this while we look-over and sign yours.", said Kohdat, who spoke the clearest Tinisian of the Miokalian team.
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Acceptable use of sensitive data and experts in the field of the physics of Coaxial Drive and Carruthian Field technologies.
I _____ hereby declare that I will not violate the rules of this agreement: 1. The weaponization of Coaxial Drive for conventional use is strictly forbidden with the exception that it may be used as a defensive measure only. This means that Coaxial Drive and Carruthian Fields, and the physical system on which they are based can only be implemented in military equipment which is of the following nature: A. A device for moving personell or civilians out of harm's way. B. A non-radioactive, non-incindiery device which interferes with the detonation of, and lessens the effects of a weapon of mass destruction C. A device for the transport of goods and personell
Strictly forbidden from development are: A. The use of these technologies, or the possibilities within the physical system on which they are based, for the acceleration and delivery of weaponized projectiles, weapons of mass destruction and propulsion of conventional weapons. B. The weaponization of the Carruthian Field technology is currently strictly forbidden due to the exotic and dangerous nature of manipulating time. With one exception, the device is used as a defensive device to nullify the effects of a destructive weapon. 2. At any time, if the experts on this team feel that the moral integrity of their science is being threatened by the possibility that it may be used for purposes which go against the Dincotian Code of Moral Scientific Conduct, they are required to withhold information which may be crucial to the project.
Signed: _____________
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"We have our own rules too you know.", said Kohdat.
Still, Diiy and Kiyake began arguing over the matter a bit. About the only thing they did agree on in the argument was to use as many connotive modifiers as possible, so that to the non-native speaking individual who was technically proficient, it would seem they were conversing entirely by saying only nouns and the names of colors. Shortly, an agreement was made. "Okay. This is what we do. We patch up the holes, but we don't patch up all of them until we've seen what these military folks want with this. We release a sort of Beta release to them, letting them know that we're going to review the equasion again after we've released a very promising-looking 'complete' equasion. Of course, that 'complete' equasion will be only mostly complete. We'll give the other half to them once we know what's going on", said Kiyake in intensely dialectual Kohtohkhan buried in syntax and modifiers. "I thought this was a project of pure science. Now their military is all over it. Okay. That's what we do. We fix it up, but past a certain point, we find out what these military spooks want with it before we go any further. It's not like were deviating by doing that either. It's our law.", replied Diiy also in very dialectual Kohtohkhan buried in syntax and modifiers. The papers were signed and the military people left.
The lack of a translator left the teams trading awkward looks. Ryuqi, the Malych was capable of some translation, but the others found it unnatural to go through the small mechadragon. Kiyake started to say something but stopped before he even made a sound. Realising that the phrase 'what are we waiting for' was phonetically exotic enough to his language that it would reveal an almost unintelligible accent. The Kohtohkhan language almost never uses the 'W' sound at the beginning of words, and multiple words in sequence staring with 'W's would degrade the understandibility substantially. This is of course, an anatomical thing. Theropod Dinosaurians don't have the right kind of cheeks to start words with 'W'. They produce the sound as a transition, but not a consonant. Regardless of if he knew the English or Tinisian or whatever, he lacked the vocal conditioning to actually speak it normally. Kiyake gave in and looking at Ryuqi he said, "Dasit kovu darsch ytch? Nos houa do deiahas" Ryuqi then said to the Tinisian team, in New Tinisian, "Kiyake says: What are we waiting for, Lets do some science... actually he said, 'make the science'. But that would be a direct translation which probably makes less sense in Tinisian.", said Ryuqi. Diiy, being able to speak a Tinisian at a 3rd-year high school level, then decided to start the introductions. To push some of the remaining pieces of ice out of the way, after Ryuqi broke it. "Introductions. This is Hychakita Doron. He am honorary PhD with from Universitat Hakaron on Dincota.", said Diiy in broken Tinisian. Doron didn't say a word. "This is Kiyake Seetik. He am astro-physicist from Universitat Hokyldaryon.", continued Diiy Kiyake tried not to say anything, but unlike Doron, he tried to show some degree of professional politness. Extending a clawed hand and bowing into the shake as his species does. "This is Ryuqi Kohdat. He am computer scientist and archit.. archa... archi-textual engineer with firm in Miokalia. He will is speak better the Tinis-apo", continued Diiy. "Pardon his grammar. Diiy learned Tinisian as a third language and has only had slightly more vocal conditioning for it than Kiyake.", said Ryuqi in substantially better New Tinisian. He continued, "By the way, this is Professor Lesethin Diiy. Professor of Atomic Engineering at Hokyldaryon University. I've never been a professor, but my work was done at University of Dorigan. Kiyake's work has been exclusively at Hokyldaryon, and Doron did everything in the physics department of KHU-Hakaron on Dincota. I suppose I should also mention that Doron is the first creature (we know of) to experience travel through a vast expanse of time. Quite by accident, his current state of being is as a direct result of a Carruthian Field experiment. Oh right, and he invented Coaxial Drive." Doron only caught the last part of what Diiy said, and figured that he was being talked about.
Doron walked over to one of the chalk-boards and after looking at it for a while, he erased an entire string of mathmatical expressions. It was at about the time that a very strange, and somewhat insensitive comment emerged from the speaker in Doron's throat. No one had realised until now that Doron's silence was due to his shyness and reclusivity, as opposed to his inability to communicate, when after erasing a section of the math on the board he said, "Holy flaming uterus! Too much of this is assumption. Why is this a tangent? Other than to make a graph look prettier. Hey Ryuqi, tell me, is the graph of this equasion prettier with the tangent, or without?"
"I'm not your graphic calculator, Doron.", said Ryuqi.
"Ryuqi... get your nanite-infested, shiny metal hide over here and tell me if this equasion is prettier with or without the tangent!", said Doron.
"With the tangent, it has more to it. It has a wider domain, and it looks more complex.", said Ryuqi.
"This tangent cancells itself out right here. It is unnecessary anyways. You're running in circles here.", said Doron as he erased the inverse tangent earlier in the equasion as well. He then turned around and in a momentary shift of character,said in a soft, calm voice, "Pardon me, was anyone saving this?"
Since no one said a word in response, he continued to revise the things on the board, sounding like an agitated, sarcastic and offensive old man.
"Give me a goddamn joint. I want something burning between my teeth.", said Doron as he replaced the tangents with completely different functions.
"There is no smoking in this building...", said Kam wondering exactly how something like Doron could possibly enjoy smoking if he lacks the anatomy for doing so.
"This better not be the system equasion... And if it's one of the equaions you mammals used to condition data for it, now I know where all those bloody non-terminating decimals are coming from... Do you have regular cigarettes?" , said Doron.
"No smoking in this building. Would you prefer to work outside and smoke?", said Kam.
"I will address this smoking issue at a later time, Kam... maybe. Here you go. Already, where it looks like according to the print out on the wall, your output for this equasion was 1.01782739182 and so on ad-infinitum, now it is 1.0178... I don't know what this is. But I've simplified it and now it gives an exact value. My guess is this is an equasion having to do with geometric distortion of a solid with an elasticity coefficient of infintesemally close to 1. Data from the feedback from the PDS. BUT, the elaticity of a Hariyamo's Ball is not 1, it is zero. The Hariyamo's ball has no elasticity whatsoever and does not behave like a solid in all aspects of its existence. If you up against it fast enough, you won't be knocked back by it, you won't be instantly flattened. What happens when you run directly into the PDS?", asked Doron.
"You suddely stop, like hitting a wall, except you don't really 'hit' it. You come to a point where you can not progress any further. If you hit it hard enough, it transfers all the momentum to you, like an infinitely hard solid.", said Kam.
"No bouncing. The PDS is a Hariyamo's Ball and it does not have elasticity. Which would make one assume that the coefficient of elasticity is 1, HOWEVER, the coefficient of elasticity of a Hariyamo's Ball is always practically zero because the Hariyamo's Ball is not a solid made from particles with mass. There is no mass to stretch or bounce. Plus, that's just how it works with a Hariyamo's Ball. Otherwise it doesn't work right at all.", said Doron.
Kam looked at the other members of his team, smiling a little bit, seeing that things were already beginning to shape up as he figured they might.
"In the briefs you sent us on this, there is a bit of a problem with the mass you're taking into consideration. Doron found that the mass of Pucons were not added into the mass involved in the reaction between the PDS and the CoAx device in that experiment we did a while ago. Now, it's a small number, but it shores up some of these other numbers quite a bit. I think your computers will produce more accurate results when calculating terminating decimals than with having to inevitably round off and truncate a decimal of a million digits every once in a while: resulting in increaingly greater inaccuracy over the course of each progressive iteration. Eventually at some point, this results in the computer having to round-down a number to zero that shouldn't be. At that point, of course, there is very little more than can be done. My guess is that you're running into divide-by-zero errors?", said Kohdat.
Doron, being satisfied with his revision of the equasion on the board, sat down and became reclusive again.
"Yes indeed. After 200 million iterations, the end report has divide-by-zero errors.", said Kam.
"Okay, first we shore up these numbers and simplify. Then we run them through the computer. But we're going to be running them through the computer a bit differently. We're going to use a process called paralell processing. I don't know if your software supports this or not, so I'm probably going to have to write something to make your computers work with ours. Of course, I'm assuming that your computers are X86-based?", asked Ryuqi.
"Yes, we've been using Unix. Multiple-processor systems, 8 X86-64 processors running in SMP. That's what the lab people told me.", said Kam.
"64 bit... ok... UNIX... also better than I thought. Unix bends easily to parallel processing, unlike most variations of windows. And our CR-TDC OSes will play nice with UNIX. We need as much bitwidth as we can get, so we can process as large of numbers as possible, with as much accuracy as possible. Rounding and truncation is not acceptable, the equasion must not be held back by the bounds of the computers if we are to do this accurately. We've brought with us a few of our computers to help with this.", said Kohdat patting the chamfer box that the team had brought with them. "Two TR86-4096-based boxes. These are multiple-processor computers like yours, except they run at a lower clock speed, and are 4096-bits wide. The processor chips themselves are 2-inches wide, and printed at the atomic level. Whereas most home computers are 32 bit, these are capable of handling 128-times bigger amounts of data at once. Every single clock cycle of this processor accomplishes the equivalent of 128 32-bit clock cycles. It may be slower, but it takes much larger strides. And, this is our special one right here. This is Tacheyron Render Tower 2400-K. It is 65535-bits wide. Running two R86-64K processors which are the size of shoeboxes even though they are etched at the same scale as most chips are these days. The system runs at 400 Mhz, but for every single clock cycle, the system accomplishes the equivalent of 4096 32-bit cycles. This computer can generate a complete hubble-volume simulation in 2-hours... in one pass.", said Kohdat.
"But can they talk to our computers?", asked Kam.
"Well, CR-TDC recognizes UNIX stuff. But often times, UNIX doesn't recognize CR-TDC stuff. I've already found a way around the ASCII difference barrier. Since your UNIX systems use ANSI characters for your language and ours use KPRI characters for our language. It's a fortunate thing that CR-TDC does have an ANSI character set. What matters is the numbers are the same.", said Kohdat.
Diiy finally said something very quietly to Ryuqi, Ryuqi then said, "Professer Diiy says: 'I think we should run the existing equasion through the new computer set-up (once finished) and compare the results with the last time to work out all of the bugs which may be caused by incompatibility, so when we run the new equasion through, we can be sure that it works right.' I agree"
Then Kiyake said another thing quietly to the mechadragon who then said, "Mister Seetik says: 'I think we need to get some interpreters up here until those of us who don't know Tinisian so well can pick up enough of it to converse intelligibly in the language.' I agree with that too."
"Diiy, I need you to make a network hub for the parallel processing. It needs to be modular in it's width, so we can expand it if necessary.", asked Ryuqi to Diiy in Kohtohkhan.
"Kiyake, I need you to compile everything applicable you have about the Open-Repetion Model of the Universe into something we can pull numbers from. There just has to be sources of data in there that will fit into this.", asked Ryuqi to Kiyake also in Kohtohkhan.
Diiy went with a member of Kam's team to the electronics store to pick up parts for the hub, and Kiyake searched around in his bag for his computer. He ended up having to remove several tightly-rolled articles of clothing and a couple of novels to get to it. Fran peered at the novels. One of them featuring in comewhat comic-style depiction a heart at the end of an arm, with inforgraphic arrows running through it in different colors, almost like traffic. And naturally, some foreign text. The other was an older-looking book. Fran tried to inquire about the books by pointing at them and asking "what books do you have there?". Kiyake caught the drift and pointed to the first book and said, "Do Tysasch iyt Kohv... is romantz nohval" Then he pointed to the older-styled book and said, "Do Tomuschan ka 'Genius dein Pargalo-han', in ours language for referrenesce." "I guess they translated some of the Genius of Pargalo's work over there in Miokalia.", said Fran.
Kiyake's computer was a glossy white box. About 15 inches diagonal. Similar to a laptop, except without a screen. the top cover slipped back into the device and revealed a foreign keyboard. The monitor was actually a seperate module. A 14-inch wide matching, white-glossy bar with rounded corners. Kiyake pulled at the small tab sticking out of it and unrolled a translucent black sheet which stood up on its own. An roll-up OLED screen which connected wirelessly into the main computer. The mouse was also wireless, and stored away neatly in a compartment inside the computer. The power supply was another glossy-with rounded box with a cable going to the outlet, and a cable that ended in a connector without any metal contacts. The team deduced that this was because it used induction to transfer power into a coil in the socket inside the computer. What was unusual about the keyboard was that the QWERTY letter keys were compressed horizontally to the left to make room for a larger 17-key number pad, typically only found on regular desktop keyboards. The keypad featured not just numbers but on 12 of the evenly-sized keys were emphasized bold lines inside different parts of lighter boxes. The largest key was a right arrow, while the second largest key was a left arrow next to it. There were a couple of other keys placed around the keypad. One that featured the '+' sign also had a symbol of three horizontal lines stacked upon eachother within a lighter box. Another had the '-' sign and featured a symbol of a diagonal line inside a lighter box. The purpose of this keypad became apparent once he had started the computer.
The computer started directly into the log-in screen. A black background with a subtle gradient and a few delicate sweeping curves as accent to a picture of some wet leaves in shallow depth-of-field. Kiyake had good taste in backgrounds. When he entered the passcode in a single sweeping movement on the 17-key keypad, it became apparent that the keypad *was* the primary component of the keyboard. The operating system had a very soft aesthetic, the GUI was similar to the KDE shell for Linux. There were icons strewn about the desktop, and the background was some abstract landscape painting. By all means, it looked like a normal desktop. With the exception that all of the text was in his language.
He opened up some files and things and began 'compiling' pieces of information together into a rough brief. The entire time, everyone was looking over his shoulder.
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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 14, 2006 23:38:26 GMT -5
It wasn't long before Lipner and Diiy had returned from acquisitions with networking equipment in tow. Sana in the mean time had broke away from her amazement at Kiyake's computer and was busy sending over files of their code.
"We've spent the last few days combing through it looking for errors," she mentioned as the hub is being set up and the last of the source code was finishing up its wireless transfer. "We finished up last night and didn't see anything directly the matter with how it was written. If it is indeed an error and not something else then there's definitely a math error or a hardware problem. I'm hoping for the latter. Mainly because if our math is right and the hardware is the only thing limiting us then we're on the right track. But if its the math or both it would be awesome if we could figure out the mistakes."
It wasn't long before the hubs and the Tacheyron Render Tower and its subordinates were set up and system tests were running to double check the integrity of the network. With a few more translators present, in the form of two student linguists, as well to help breach the language barrier more efficiently, an initial compile was begun on the code.
Kam had lost interest in the neat computer toys and found himself looking at Doron's work on the blackboard again.
"Funny thing is," he said. "The PDS did have some, malleability for a short time."
"Pardon?" came Doron's translated reply.
"The Ropogo blast was observed to generate a wave on the surface of the PDS. Lipner thought it might mean the PDS shouldn't be viewed as an absolute boundary."
Sana continued, "I argued that the disruption was only a result of a perturbation to the information collection grid of the PDS system. Such as how the PDS is tuned to let in certain photons and gravity."
"I countered," said Kam. "That in order to do that, there would of had been a complexity that is not compatible with any known nuclear reaction. It would run into problems with entropy conservation first off. So we had gone ahead a few weeks ago to rework our input ideas for the PDS data with the view that it had elasticity and a few other properties. Some of which you seemed to have left in... Weird."
Kam turned and waited for Giz the translating chipmunk to finish relaying that to the Kohtohkhan speakers.
"But there's plenty of time to test input parameter changes later. Are you ready?"
"Almost," said Ryuqi. "We could probably do a test run of a simple data stream while Kiyake finishes translating the Open-Reptition Model Universe into a Sysiy-q compatible format. Any tips are welcome."
"Ah!" says Lipner. "Cosmological data streams is one of my niches here, let me help."
He grabbed and tossed open a book from the shelf and began flipping through pages. Through the translator he began helping Kiyake narrow down which 'transposition functions' were applicable to cosmological scale objects, space times, dark matter/energy, and the like.
"That might take a few minutes," says Sana, who had taken a moment to look over the papers the Tinisians present had signed. "We got some test data streams I can send over to you. How about the traffic flow for the city of House? We got the results from our partial analysis from way back. Didn't use the whole equation of course, the reduced version of the beast is much easier to handle when dealing with public works. I'll also send over the current 'best values' for the coefficients to see if we can get some sensical output."
A few moments of data transfer from the Tinisian mainframes later the Miokalian computers were ready for a test run.
"Let's hope we don't have any explosions," said Sana with a grin. "There's a legend around the math council that if the system equation is solved that what ever computer that's working on it will detonate."
There was no detonation of course. The program ran smoothly despite the need to change a few bits of syntax and the output was displayed on a monitor yanked from Uggie's work station. Windows appeared generating a map of the city in question's roads and more importantly, rail usage. A few anomalies appeared in the function that attempted to understand the output. The output function would draw on the map where the most efficient path between several sets of locations was, and would change slightly depending on how adjusted the coefficients were. Basically using the computed values to determine the optimal outcome, the shortest path.
"Might be a few bugs to work out between our code and your hardware," said Sana who was quickly translated as it became obvious that the shortest path between two points shouldn't cross buildings like that at certain cycles.
Kiyake seemed to be getting a little perturbed with Lipner's insisting that a particular transpose function be used to specify periodicity when Kiyake felt a different one designed for quantum periodicity might be more efficient.
"Is there a problem?" asked Diiy.
The other translator Marle answered, "It seems they can't agree on the proper way to translate this part of the model thingy into data. Lipner says semi-classical is the way to go while Kiyake insists that macro-quantum effects must be observed even if..."
"If," says Kiyake in Kohtohkhan. "the effects and distances are large."
"Go with the quantum version," says Diiy. "Then if it doesn't look right we can try the other."
After the translation Kam couldn't help but say to Lipner quietly, "Don't fret buddy. If it works we might have an interesting cosmology for the physicists upstairs to play with and a quantum model for their friends in the basement."
Lipner turned from Kiyake's side as the dragon finished up the compilation.
"Kam," Lipner asks Kam in Pargalonian. "What was Nim and Janz being here for?"
Replynig in Tinisian, "Its impolite to use languages our friends might not know. But we do have some sensitive stuff we work with so I'm not surprised Janz popped up to serve papers. Also not surprised our visitors replied in kind. If you want to talk more about this talk to me when we're done for the day. But you know where I stand on the ethics of this. I believe in that oath we all took when we took this job and don't plan to violate it. I don't think in that case we'll get anywhere near breaching our agreement."
"Kiyake and the program are ready!" says Ryuqi.
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Post by miokalia on Sept 15, 2006 23:58:08 GMT -5
Doron had slipped away into another room, back to the chalk-boards. Looking at things, and working a little bit on reorganizing some of the data-conditioning models used for the existing equasion. Using a bunsen-burner as a lighter, he lit up a cigarette from a pack he purchased at the airport. He stuck it firmly between two of his teeth and began working, not actually puffing on it, more just letting it burn. He had simplified and reorganized several equasions when the odor caused Kiyake and Diiy to suddenly poke their heads up from what they were doing. They looked at eachother for a moment, trying to determine where the smell was coming from. Ryuqi caught on to this, and seconds later, he also smelled it. "I thought there was no smoking in this building?", he asked. "There isn't.... But I smell it for sure", said Kam. "It should be put-out. Tobacco smoke contains some chemicals which are neurotoxins to Dincotians. That's why you never see any dinosaurs smoking tobacco cigarettes. That's why the only thing dinosaurs ever smoke is cannibis.", said Ryuqi, starting to get up and head toward the door. Diiy and Kiyake were already beginning to sink a bit, instinctively trying to get themselves lower, where the smoke wouldn't be. Ryuqi opened the door to find Doron, with cigarettes stuck between his teeth, just burning away on their own, working on simplifying the eqasions. "Doron, what are you doing?", asked Ryuqi softly. "I'm setting up a hidden camera in the bathroom of your house so I can make tapes of you naked and then sell them at the local adult entertainment store... What the hell does it look like I'm doing?", said Doron without even looking at him. "No smoking, Doron. Why do you even need to be smoking right now anyway? You don't even have a tongue or lungs.", said Ryuqi. "Because I feel like it", said Doron, still not looking away from the board. "Put them out, you know what tobacco does to dinosaurs.", said Ryuqi "It doesn't do anything to me", said Doron. "You may be an exception, but for every other being which is in Order: Theropoda, tobacco smoke is a neurotoxin. Put them out", said Ryuqi. "Make me", said Doron. Ryuqi then made a point of indicating a rolling-of-eyes with the LED dots behind his eye-panels and then took aim. He then shot a few drops of water from his mouth at the ends of the cigarettes. Putting them out.
Doron removed the extinguished cigarettes from his mouth and said, "Well, I suppose I *did* ask for it... What the hell does tobacco do to us again?", asked Doron.
"It causes headache, then respitory discomfort, then disorientation, then nausea, then drowsiness, then the various organ systems of the body start malfunctioning, starting with the digestive tract, then the musculo-skeletal system (aches and twitching), then the nervous system (hallucinations), then the respitory system (excessive mucous). Leaving affected dinosaurs in a heap of twitching, hallucinating, uncontrollably defecating and wheezing misery after 2 hours of heavy exposure.", said Ryuqi.
"What are you, a medical encyclopedia?", said Doron.
"This information is public-domain, basic primary-school science.", said Ryuqi.
"DO NOT smoke in my building!" said Kam, now standing behind Ryuqi and pointing harshly at Doron.
"You're keeping me here because of the utter f**king genius I am. I'm going to do whatever it is I feel like while I'm organizing this mess.", said Doron.
"Doron, you are not permitted to embarass us here.", said Ryuqi in Kohtohkhan.
"I'm already attracting enough attention as is, I gave up on fitting in to the norm a long time ago.", said Doron.
Meanwhile some bugs began popping up between the Tinisian and Miokalian computers as expected. Ryuqi eventually observed that the problem lay in the identification of variables. A very simple thing, actually. "Well, we have 30 letters in our alphabet plus another 6 modifiers, and they are a little bit different than your letters. I don't think you have anything at all similar to our modifiers. The problem is when our system assigns a value to letter "TD" or "YY", which are single letters in our system, your system thinks it means to multiply T with D, or Y^2. It's a fundamental parsing error as a result of language differences. The conversion from KPRI to ANSI is producing these letter combinations representative of letters in Kohtohkhan which do not exist in other languages. And while these letter combinations make sense to us, they do not make sense as variables. This is really a very simple problem, I'll get to fixing it. I just have to prevent the parsers from using the Kohtohkhan-only letters for variables and then sending them to the ANSI UNIX machines.", he explianed.
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Post by miokalia on Sept 20, 2006 23:43:42 GMT -5
At the hotel room, Doron stared out the window for a while as Ryuqi rapidly examined the foreign commercials. Data gathering, improving the sample range for Tinisian dialects to improve his, as well as his entire species' understanding of the language. "This problem is unsolvable.", said Doron. "Oh, I'm sure there is a solution somewhere. Once we run it through all our computers again, the metric will be more complete and accurate.", said Ryuqi. "No, it's not a matter of computer power. This is a problem which can only be closer to being solved by changing our way of thinking about it.", said Doron. Ryuqi put the TV on closed-captioning and devoted 2 of his 4 lenses to Doron, while keeping another one on the CC text boxes and the other on the screen. He said, "Are you suggesting that the solution to the problem is in perhaps some other kind of math not yet used?" "I'm saying that this problem has no solution, as long as we can incorporate more data into it, it will never be complete.", said Doron. "The military seems to have faith that there is a single solution.", said Ryuqi. "What does that tell you?", asked Doron. "They are not scientists and may have unrealistic expectations for this.", said Ryuqi.
There was a short pause, Ryuqi was silently abosrbing the TV, the sound from it transmitting directly into him through an audio cable he plugged into it. The hotel staff would find that the Malych had no difficulty breaking through the tamper-guard on the back of the TV, locking the cables in place so no other cables could be plugged-in or unplugged, like in most hotels. Ryuqi of course, could remove just about anything with a combination of every kind of screw-head in existence sitting up inside his forearm and up to 600 foot-pounds of torque in the connected motors.
Doron then closed the window abruptly and then shut the curtains and said, "I know why the military wants/thinks this is going to result in a final completed product"
Ryuqi once again, devoted two lenses to Doron and asked, "Oh?"
"What do all military leaders want? What do they see as a trully ultimate accomplishment?", asked Doron.
"Military supremacy. Be it in their region, over their enemies, over their allies, over entire worlds.", said Ryuqi.
"How does one acquire military supremacy?", asked Doron.
"Either through specialization and organization, having the best strategies, most skilled specialists, and best equipped units. Or you posses a weapon which no one else has.", said Ryuqi.
"How much you want to bet the military wants to make a weapon from our research?", said Doron.
"I would rate that highly likely. I seriously doubt the military needs a very complete sysiy-q to just organize itself better.", said Ryuqi.
"What does your Malych intuition from Eledorian Public Domain say?", asked Doron.
"EPD has on file that it is common knowledge that in the past, components of similar research in our subregion have been used to create energy weapons. Even used to exploit our own technology against us. Such was the case in the battle of 2099 at the end of the subjugate era when the Northern Kingdoms reversed engineered one our super-weapons and tried to use it against the Northern Continental Republic as well as us and Dorigan. Also, in the battle of Hokyldaryon in 2151 some of our own technology was once again used against us by the United Factions.", said Ryuqi.
"Lets say, in 50 years, Tinis becomes annexed by a interplanetary power such as, let's see. How about one of those mammalian worlds like, I don't know, Caneria? And then they come to Miokalia to do a little bit of 'ethnic cleansing', because we all know how much they like to share worlds with Dincotian theropods. And to do it, they use the weapon originally devloped by Tinis, based on the research we are doing right now.", said Doron.
"I seriously doubt Tinis would allow themselves to be invaded and exploited like that. For one, Dincota would probably step in to defend them against an interplanetary power like Caneria. And secondly, Caneria doesn't know anything about the PDS. They don't even use Coaxial yet. They're using some other 'superspace'-dump-freaking-tons-of-energy-into-overcoming-impossible-thresholds drive. It takes them weeks to get where it takes us just days to and it's more costly too. I don't think they're into bullying other nations besides Dincota anymore anyway.", said Ryuqi.
"You do know what they did to Saurichia?", asked Doron.
Ryuqi gave a slight gulp-sound and recalled the information from the Malych Public-Domain pool. "A small planet of 800 million, mostly dinosaurian theropods. Carchodonts (T-Rex-like), to be specific. It was one of the few planets where more than just theropods and dromeosaurs become sentient. There were some other smaller tribes of other subspecies. The Carchodonts were definately the most industrialized of the species there, as usual. Then Caneria came along and annexed them. Which wasn't so much a problem, except that the Carchodonts were ethnically related to the Dincotians, and that the Canerians hate the Dincotians. So in a swift and quiet genocide, they 'ethnically cleansed' the planet of theropods and dromeosaurs. They claimed that they were "liberating" the small tribes, even though the tribes were under no direct threat from the ethnic Dincotians. 40,000,000 died and the rest barely escaped in a massive evacuation operation run by the Dincotians, Daeronese and pretty much all of the other Draconic Common Market nations."
"My point is that in the future, a weapon in the hands of an ally may still be a threat to us. I don't even have to mention the fact that terrorism is also a liability. Once a weapon exists, it can be used by anyone eventually. The last thing the universe needs is more weapons.", said Doron.
"I am curious as to what those military brass want with this. Of course, if Caneria ever came to the Federation, they would have to deal with the Malych too.", said Ryuqi.
"The most involvement Caneria might possibly have here was selling nukes to Pargalo. But they don't do the terrorism thing, when they want to kick your tail, they tell you first.", said Doron.
"At least they are as bureaucratic as we are", said Ryuqi.
"Just think, once this cold war between the planets is over with, how awesome it will be for a little while.", said Doron.
"That is, assuming it ever does end. The Saurichia massacre will never be forgiven by the Dincotians. Not ever. Dincotians have a hard enough time dealing with a few deaths. Their, or I should say, your culture never really developed a way to reconcile the nature of that kind of loss. Probably because you never held on to any mythology around afterlife.", said Ryuqi.
"You're right. Even if the cold war ends and we win, we will probably still invade their planet and destroy everything important to their culture, just out of spite. Our soldiers will have a very difficult time respecting a culture which bred such hate towards them and killed so many of our own.", said Doron.
"I've put an iteration ceiling into the CR-TDC systems, once that point is reached, the system halts all processing. We don't let it finish until we know exactly what it is the Tinisian military wants to do with this.", said Ryuqi.
"What if they decide to finish it on their own? Then they don't have to tell us anything.", said Doron.
"They can't. The system will round-off if continued without our systems. They will be right back at where they started. We are scientists, we are supposed to be exploring and discovering. I will not contribute to something which will undermind the security of Miokalia and the C.A. For one, this programming wasn't so much my idea, as it was the C.A. forcing me to do it. I agreed with it, but it compelled me to do it out of security reasons. That's why I'm on this team even though I do not have a background steeped in academia and physics. I'm an architectural engineer and computer scientist.", said Ryuqi.
Doron smiled a bit and nodded. He then took a close look at Ryuqi and asked, "You know what I just realized? I think everyone has been referring to you as male so far, and I know that Malych do not actually have biological genders, but, which are you?"
"Actually I am female. I have a low emulation voice.", said Ryuqi.
"Well, you know how it is with all of us. Even with Dincotians it is almost impossible to tell the difference between male and female individuals. They look exactly the same and their voice ranges don't really tell anything. The only way to tell is to ask or... check the anatomy.", said Doron.
"...Check the anatomy? You don't just walk up to someone and...", said Ryuqi wryly.
"You have no idea. Back before this happened to me, when I still had normal allosauroid anatomy, I would check myself several times a day.", said Doron.
"Just to make sure you didn't forget your gender?", asked Ryuqi humorusly.
"No... You know the expression: 'You must check your cloacahole every 86 minutes or something bad will happen'", said Doron.
"Whoa, language! We're professionals here. We don't use words like cloacahole.", said Ryuqi
"That's what it's called! Would you rather I use a really nasty word for it? I saw it written on an overpass in spraypaint in downtown Dorigan, it was...", said Doron
"Hahahaha. Okay, I know it's funny to say one of the few words we find too dirty for public usage here in a place which speaks a different language and wouldn't know what it is anyway if they heard it. But like I said before: we're professionals.", said Ryuqi while fighting back laughter.
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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 21, 2006 23:59:05 GMT -5
Kam lived alone in one of the nearly countless apartment towers near the inner most part of Arx, but was quite happy to have Sana over for dinner. He had made his favorite, Olimowacha Iplodtoi, a dish similar to chicken pot pie. He left out the meaty bits for Sana as he knew she didn't much care for beetles in her food.
About halfway through the meal at the small table that could barely fit the two of them and the food, Kam sighed.
"What's wrong?" asked Sana.
"It still bugs me that our friend from the Navy decided to show up."
"I'm sure they had to send someone. The solutions we have on file are rather high up clearance wise presently. They shouldn't be, not like many of us even understand how to use them. And the PDS stuff is important to. They're friends and all but national secrets are still supposed to be national secrets."
Kam nodded. "Fran thinks they might be a looking into expanding their Hoky-doky ball into a PDS now. I'm no physicist though so I can't make the kind of sense she can about their physics to give my own opinion. But if they are, it might not matter in the long run. They kill of nukes, we or they slowly put into use PDS like things. Everyone's safe and there's no nukes. The world's perfect and happy."
The tone of his voice had changed noticeably for the last couple sentences.
"Something's bothering you though," says Sana after an awkward pause.
"It would be a shame if these things were the only uses this crazy stuff was used for. Pushing it to the limit and that's it. Jumping ahead to the end. A perfectly safe and secure world were every nation is isolated and invulnerable." After taking a bite, "Of course people are joyful about all that that it breaks down. They feel secure, so secure they don't use it for anything else, anything good. But the people who would want to use it for something bad, do."
"Don't be so silly," she tells the skunk. "That's not going to happen."
"The military has always been watching over the progression of the system equation since Tinis was founded. Elected or not, I don't trust the leadership there to be anything other than military first types. They'll figure out some use for it that's just wrong."
"But they're not the only one's who look over our shoulder. I heard the First Speaker was going to pay us a visit when he heard that we had a candidate for the final coefficient."
"Yeah, well," said Kam. "That traitor of a dragon can blow it out his horn for all I care."
Sana giggled. "Didn't think you cared about politics that much."
"Eh, he's just been there to long. Made him stupid and prone to mistakes. And he's making plenty."
"Like what?"
Kam laughed. "Oh shoot. I think I tipped my hand."
"Kam, have you been doing something I should know about?"
"I wrote up an input/output form for national politics in college. I might of run it through what we had a few weeks back after hours. Found thousands of things he could of done better to improve Tinis, but instead he left his heart to that lemur and got sloppy. I thought it would be amusing, but it ended up getting me angry."
Kam took a few more bites.
"I think there's a traitor somewhere high up in the government of Tinis," he said after clearing his plate.
"Did the equation tell you that?" asked Sana. "You're not going to tell me," she took her last bite, "that, ump, the system equation can root out traitors."
"Not directly."
Sana held a finger out, "Wait, don't tell me. You took the output data and ran it backwards?"
"Yep."
"We used to do that all the time at the North Arx office. Its how we removed the singularity in number eight five finally. So did it tell you who its supposed to be? Izixs perhaps?"
Kam shrugged. "It could be. It basically translated out that there was an influence that was unaccounted for and likely political in motivation but not localized to the domain. So someone outside of Tinis putting pressure on things but not one of the obvious pressures."
"Perhaps a conspiracy to have us all wear overcoats and scarves perpetuated by the Llewellynland dragon conspirators and the motepic monks of Apperenni. Don't dig to far into it."
Kam picked up the plates and brought them over to the sink. "I still don't trust the military though. I get this vibe that some of the Miokalians don't either, but I'm not quite sure."
"I got that to," admitted Sana. "But the one still freaks me out. Reminds me of a dream I had when I was a kid. All freaky like."
"And I thought I was the only one who had nightmares when I was small."
"Sana. Do you trust me?"
"Um, I'd like to think so but questions like that never help."
"I looked into record for the fifth house. Its common knowledge that there wasn't much recorded during the federation period. That's always bothered me."
"Find something?"
"No, I didn't. As I expected."
Sana leaned back and stared at the skunk with a perplexed look. "I'm not following you."
Kam nodded. "There should of been a record of the Centralis irrigation solution back then. Some notes on how the equation was used. Some scratch work to translate the need for water to math and back again. Anything would of worked. But for the very first success of the system equation there is absolutely no material evidence that it was used."
"That is weird."
"Meaning either they didn't use paper and pen, and they didn't have any sort of computer equipment in Centralis then and maybe an abacus but that's not going to cut it for what we inherited, or the only other option is the papers of what they did have disappeared. We have the proof for the Centralis irrigation system but the earliest copy I found is dated after the formation of the Union by three years."
"A cover up?"
"Think about it."
Sana nodded. "Those rumors everyone hears about and the old types will swear by that they used the system equation for military means."
"And those who would know first hand how they did it and what they did exactly are silent old veterans."
Sana replied to this with, "Plus a First Speaker."
"Yes, a First Speaker who's always been interested in the project, even pushed its funding and resource allocations since day one. So if they used it, and covered it up somehow, why keep an eye on us and keep us going?"
"Kam, maybe they feel as we do that it can be used for good."
"But still feel it can be used for evil to. And it would also mean that this is not actually the last term we've been working on. That there's more to the puzzle. Something they took out. Do you know when was the first copy of the system equation I could find published? The same day as the Centralis irrigation paper I found."
"I think we should tell the Miokalians your story," said Sana after another long pause. She was fidgeting with her left ear, a sign she's either worried or thinking. "Just in case. I know a place the creepy one..."
"Doron."
"Thanks, Doron, can smoke and not get in trouble. A friend runs one of the clubs down by the southern canal. After our sessions tomorrow I can suggest we take a breather so we can show them the less uptight parts of Tinis. The club has a backroom where we can talk."
"Alright. Let's tell them. I just hope no spooks are being creepy with us right now."
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Post by miokalia on Sept 23, 2006 14:13:52 GMT -5
Barely being able to even speak Tinisian, Kiyake and Diiy had managed to find a thrift store on the edge of town. The store was run by a foreign tiger, who spoke Tinisian with a foreign accent. Of course, Kiyake heard the feline speak over the phone to someone and discovered that his natural language was Niyapo. A language which is widely understood in Miokalia.
After filling four shopping carts with old microwave ovens and any appliance which happened to have copper tubing in it, the two approached the register and Kiyake said, "Doy han shin ja koi?"
The Tiger was a bit surprized to find a customer who spoke his language, he said back, "Dahin sho koho xaoto ma taipo, er... 830.25"
Kiyake then looked at Diiy. Diiy then said in Kohtohkhan, "I never did get my currency changed. Do you think they accept Poschethonde credit?"
Kiyake took the credit card out of his wallet and held it up so the Tiger could see it and asked, "Ta hai poy Poschethonde daiye Debit?"
"You're very lucky this is a store run by immigrants. We just so happen to accept international debit cards, but most places won't. I suggest you get your currency changed soon.", said the Tiger as he ran the card through.
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Back at the lab, Kiyake and Diiy showed up with about 18 old microwave ovens and set them in the middle of the floor. Doron saw this and being both fairly unimpressed as well as completely apathetic towards the mess, he said, "You guys better not be building a time machine with all the magnetrons you pull out of those microwaves... and what's this... Surely you didn't buy these miniature refridgerators for the freon gas inside them... copper tubes, magnetrons... you guys are building a time machine aren't you?"
"No, we're going to make a tiny PDS, you should know, the only difference between a Hariyamo's Ball generator and a Carruthian Field generator is the way the power is conditioned before entering the system. Carruthian Fields require a feedback loop, Hariyamo's Ball requires a power conditioner and a distinct lack of a feedback loop. You know this.", said Diiy.
"Why are you doing this?", asked Doron.
"Because it's interesting and it may be convenient to have some equipment to experiment with. That's what we're building.", said Kiyake.
They had managed to pull out all of the magnetron devices from the microwave ovens and then began mounting them on a small metal frame. Using very small and very fine screws, they had to position the devices so that they would produce the correct interference pattern. Foretunately, all of the magnetrons were the same type, they were all 800-watt cavity magnetrons. They had to partially disassemble the housings to verify this and then they would remove the magnets from the devices. The problem with the magnets was, they simply were not powerful enough and would degrade rapidly over time because they were below the threshold of tolerance to produce the desired effect. They had found some unusually strong neodymium magnets in a drawer in the lab and decided to replace the existing ones with those. The neodymium magnets could be cooled and if brought down to liquid-nitrogen temperatures, they would become super-conductive and extremely effective. This was necessary to produce the field properly. The magnets, once superconductive, would pull not only enough electrons from the cathode to produce microwaves, but would pull the electrons with such great force, it would cause them to accelerate and decelerate at practically unmeasurable speeds. The microwaves in this case, would only make up a small portion of the total power output, and because of the interference patters, they would cancel themselves out after just 4 mm from the end of the waveguides. The remaining energy, went to heat, and the production of a Hariyamo's Ball.
Kiyake set to putting together magnets and the cooling system (using the copper pipes to run liquid nitrogen through), He ended up leaving to go acquire some liquid nitrogen for the system for a while. Diiy was busy making the waveguides, the pieces of brass-lined alluminum had to be perfectly cut to exact sizes in order to work reliably.
The manufacture of the waveguide would require the use of a reflection electron microscope and a tiny, and a quite dangerous little piece of equipment used in the construction of Coaxial devices, a gamma-ray device which used gamma-rays to make nano-scopically precise cuts in materials at the atomic level. The device uses a vacuum tube with a very powerful, supercooled cathode on one end, and at the other end, an unstable radioactive element with high energy. a very small amount of inert gas, such as xenon is let into the tube and as electrons pass through the gas, the gas emmits photons. The photons then stirke the radioactive material, which then in turn causes the material's decay to result in pair production of an electron and positron. The two low-energy particles then instantly react and produce two gamma-ray photons for every single reaction. The two gamma ray photons are then focussed and directed out of the tip of the device through a atomic-scale waveguide. The tip of the device, much resembing the atomic tip of a Scanning-Tunneling Electron Microscope, is capable of rapidly blasting super-precise atomic-scale cuts through any small material without damaging, or passing heat into the surrounding atoms.
The device, of course, once used a sizable piece of Plutonium foil back in the early days of Coaxial-manufacturing, although since the discovery of neutron-shaving pucons and the development of ways to generate and direct them, labs have been able to create even thinner foils made of previously impossible-to-accumulate transactinide, and even super transactinide elements, which produce smaller wave-length gamma rays at lower abient radioactive levels than plutonium foil. The material used in this gamma-ray etcher is super-cathodized Aotogehtomium, known everywhere else as Ununseptium or element 117. Without the neutrons removed and neutralized, the most stable isotope of the element has a half-life of 1.82 seconds. With 'pucon-tempering', which removes neutrons faster than they can decay from the atoms, thus making them artificially more stable, the atoms can last as long as a few days. Of course, the foil becomes 'used up' very quickly, in a matter of just 1 hour of use. The foil decomposes quickly into a somewhat more stable isotope of Americanium. The process of 'pucon-tempering' is a whole different science of it's own. Since just removing the neutrons doesn't automatically extend an atom's half-life. The neutrons have to be removed at super-specific angles and must be removed in exact orders, these orders, which happen to directly relate to Doron Refraction Sequences (named after their discoverer, the same Doron that's in the lab), are basically the 'code' to keeping a nucleus from instantaneusly fissioning. Since what determines a nucleus' stability is not just weight, but geometry as well.
The operation attracted the attention of many of the Tinisian team members, and as Diiy finished setting up the computer to shave atoms off the waveguide until it was at the exact size.
This is when he got to explain, by way of Ryuqi, what was happening, and how it worked. His description of the gamma-ray etcher yielded quite the reaction. "Element 117??! That's only a laboratory curiousity. Something we only make just because it's interesting. But you actually found a way to make it work? But wait, if it's lighter than normal, because there are fewer neutrons, wouldn't some of the protons fall off too?", asked Kam
Ryuqi translated Diiy's response, "We don't shave off all the neutrons, we leave them in places where they contribute to the geometric stability of the nucleus. Which sounds a lot more complex than it is. Since the atoms are made in a pure environment, and contain no impurities, they align themselves in a crystalline structure. That allows us to shoot pucons through them at the correct angles constantly as a whole, as they are being made in the particle accelerator. It's slow, but we can make a crystal of Aotogehtomium in about an hour. It's just, after that point, we have to get it in whatever it is we're using it for pretty fast, because it immediatly starts decaying and falling apart as soon as the pucons are gone. While it's being shaved, it lasts for up to a month, and then suddenly, after that, there are no neutrons left and the crystal instantly breaks apart. It's kind-of like fission, but what's weird is that it is fission with no neutrons involved. If you ever wondered what would happen if a nuclear fission reaction were to take place with a light element containing no neutrons, I can tell you: It's a little warm, it's fast and there isn't a whole lot of radiation, just a tiny bit, but it's mostly EM. There's a lot hydrogen produced, because the liberated protons immediatly pick up the extra electrons from the larger atoms, and the reaction kind-of looks like ball-lightning. Considering, electrons are being forced to leave their 6d shells and jump into a lot more 1s shells all at the same time. The vast majority of the energy is released in photons."
"This sounds like the antinuclear device you and Doron built", said Kam
Ryuqi continued to translate for Diiy, "It's the same idea. We just gave it a different application."
"Just out of curiosity, how high does your transactinide series go?", asked Fran as she looked at the equipment setup curiously.
Diiy went over to his bag, and pulled out of a side pocket, another oldish-looking book. This one was also entirely in Kohtohkhan, and he turned through a few pages and said through Ryuqi, "As of 2162, (your 1970's), we were able to get observable isotopes of all transactinide elements sequentially up to 117. Then we discovered that 118 through 120 don't work out so well. We made a 121, and then found that beyond that, elements were just too heavy to even stick together for an instant. Then we got better at pucon tempering, and we were able to make many of the transactinides reletively more stable. Such as 117. Of course, we named them differently too. This book was written by the coinventor of Coaxial Drive, Bekkah Sparhow. She theorized that the 'ocean of instability' does not continue infinitely past the supertransactinides, of 117 through 121. She said that there are other 'islands of stability' out there, possible geometrically coherent nuclei above and beyond 121. This book was published in your 1970's but, today we have since confirmed that there are indeed, some very strange elements out there which are way past 121. Doron Refractions Sequence is somewhat decent at predicting the general vicinity of where they are, and at least, what geometries to look for, but... Indeed one of the reasons why we have recently become interested in the sysiy-q, is because it seems even the original forms of the sysiy-q have predicted the exact numbers of these 'island elements' past 121. We only recently looked in to this, and found out that even in it's archetypal form, fresh from when Genius of Pargalo wrote it, it predicts these numbers will unusual accuracy."
"What elements are they?", asked Fran, who was now fascinated by this.
Through Ryuqi, Diiy replied, "134, all protons, We're still not sure where to put it on the table. Because it isn't really an actinide. It kind-of has a whole new electron shell on it beyond F orbital. Right now, we're calling it 'G'. Sparhow said that they go all they way up to 'I', but at that point, she says the math stops working and there's no telling how electrons are arranged after that, if there is anything after that. 134 is unnamed, we're calling it UnTritQuadium until we've settled on a name. Then there is 148, it's mostly protons and it is very symmetrical. It is also completely inert, the electrons are balanced. We haven't named it yet either, but we're considering calling it Sparhaomium. It's of particular interest to us because the super-unstable elements around it, 150 and 147 are beleived to be superfluous at room temperature. Sparhaomium is superconductive at room temperature, as it decays, it also seems to literally shed electrons, like a Bose-Einstein Condensate at a higher temperature. The atoms seem to have already collapsed into their lowest quantum state. It does some very strange things, for the 7 minutes it exists before hardening and decomposing into a fantastically radioactive potpourri of isotopes of other elements. Of course, organics handling the substance is undoubtedly impossible, since as time progresses, it becomes increasingly radioactive as it decays. Oddly enough, as they decay occours, much of the radiation is reabsorbed instantly as the substance is forced into solid phase. However, one of the experiments we did on it yielded a very interesting result: If immerses a graphite-control-matrix in the superfluid, it extends it's life up to 30 hours, by preventing the fission reactions which accelerate the decay. What's even more interesting is that the presence of the graphite control substance prevents the superfluid from reabsorbing the energy from the radiation, and as it changes phase, it goes from a room-temperature superfluid to a fantastically super-hot solid of about 3033.15 K. We are considering the possibilities of maybe making use of this in what for us has been long-abandonned fusion-power research. The furthest we ever got with nuclear fusion as a means of producing power was with little Inertial Electrostatic Confinement reactors. The problem is, they are impractical for producing energy. Sucesses with light-fission reactors using mediated-light-fissionable-materials showed more promise as a practical method of producing modularized power safely. We learned of these systems from the Malych. They use Photocatylized Mediated Thorium Fuel, or what we call 'Deochalchim' and Photocatylized Mediated Americium Fuel, or what we call 'Ordochalchim'. Ordochalchim is only used in industrial applications and M-class Malych units, because it is a hotter reaction and requires a lot more radiation shielding. Anyway, 148 is looking like it may have a use in the starting of fusion reactions, considering that it is capable of providing the rapid-energy output required to get the hydrogen fuels up to doing their stuff. Of course, if you look at the entire process, considering the energy that goes into making the Sparhaomium in the first place, it is only slightly more efficient than the most progressed fusion reactors the Daeronese have put together. And it's not like Sparhaomium is naturally occouring, everything about the atom is artificial, we even have to cheat nature by shaving particles off of it to keep it in one piece. The only reason why it isn't actually just some weird isotope of something else is because it happens to have 148 protons, and an atomic weight of 242, which is incredibly light for something with so many protons really."
"That's incredible. How high have you been able to make these elements?", asked Kam.
"Right now, the holy grail of nuclear physics for us has got to be the theoretical 'unified shell' that Sparhow says happens after the 'G' and 'H' orbitals are filled. The 'I' orbital is a kind of absolute, from what her math has told us. After that point, quantum can't even tell us what happens. Things just seem to... stop. That's why we want to get to it. We don't know when, since we're not even sure how to organize these recent 'Metaactinide' elements like 134 and 148. They don't follow the same rules as everything above them, and they don't fit into the same categories as everything else. It seems that as one finds heavier and heavier 'islands of stability', the quantum effects that we're used to seeing only happen at the sub-atomic scale start happening at an increasingly macroscopic scale. Sparhow suggests that this maybe because a kind of 'unified connectedness' is becomming visible with these elements. She says it is possible that the universe is in fact, one, single, superatom, the heaviest atom. Element Number (10^114 x average number of protons in a cubic meter), and that's why the whole thing repeats after a certain distance. Either that, or maybe we just need a new system of math for theoretical stuff past that. The heaviest element we've been able to produce is number 176, even with pucon tempering, it has a half-life of 22 milliseconds. We can't figure out how to make the nucleus geometrically stable. We're pretty sure the next island of stability is around 178, but then again, Doron's Refractions Sequence says it's between 170 and 182. The problem is, the Refraction Sequence becomes less accurate as we go higher in number of protons. The next island after that is assumed to be around 200 somewhere, but all we know is that our goal, to push beyond the 'I' orbital lies at around an element with 233 protons and no neutrons. The element is theoretically impossible in Doron's opinion, although the sysiy-q says that's where it is. Exactly. Interestingly enough, that's also an atomic weight of Uranium, the heaviest naturally-occouring element. I suppose that is no coincidence.", said Diiy through Ryuqi.
The etching process was finished and using a pair of thick safety gloves, Diiy carefully removed the frame which held inside it, the perfectly-cut waveguide. Kiyake had come back with some tanks of liquid nitrogen and a flow-regulator for the cooling system.
The power-conditioning circuit, which Kiyake had built, provided a very exact, super-clean AC output for the system. The AC had to be a very very clean, sharp square wave pulse with adjustable frequency. If the pulse wasn't clean enough, or had any 'bounce' to it at all, the system would just heat up, and not actually produce anything. But with a clean pulse wave, the system could produce the infintesemally-thin, universe-bending, mysterious bubble they desired. Of course, they assumed the Tinisian team would know more about this phenomena, since it was Tinis that implemented it as a defensive system. Kiyake and Diiy basically expected the Tinisian team to point out the primitive jerry-rigging and stop-gap solutions to the engineering issues in their highly inefficient miniature PDS-like system. In fact, thats what they wanted to see happen, because as it is, the Hariyamo's Ball didn't make a whole lot of sense in their system of physics anyways. Perhaps Tinis had found a way around having to cut exact waveguides alltogether, or maybe there was a different way to do it without heat-generating, inefficient magnetrons.
It was a busy day indeed.
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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 25, 2006 0:39:58 GMT -5
Lipner soon wandered in from another room where he'd been parsing some of the input data from the repeating universe cosmology model.
"That's some impressive elementaring you're talking about there. By the microwave parts and chatter I'd say you were fixing up some micro-experiment."
Ryuqi gives a nod to Lipner. "We're looking to put together our own version of your PDS."
"Its a bit different from how we do it, Kam mind if I give it whirl?"
"By all means, they have clearance," replies the department head.
"Crazy spooks. But anyway, the Pattern Defense System was named as such because it protects an area by using sets of pattern algorithms in conjunction with a series of precise information collection instruments to create a quantum paradox of sorts.
"First, upon activation, a small chamber inside the device, or several for double checking purposes, is filled with a dense mixture of gasses and cooled to very low temperatures, but not so cold the gas mixture turns to liquid. After that a series of electromagnetic pulses are shot into the chamber and observations made on how the gas reacts. This information is then..."
Lipner pulls out his personal copy of the bookshelf, and flips through for a few moments until towering the book for all to see where he was pointing to. "Then the information is inputted through this group of terms here, which when balanced out with the eight factorial of the rho fifteen constant and a few other sections of the equation are run, you can pull out a pretty good method of entangling the gas to a surface here." He flips to a different page. "This method is then performed again using the laser pulses and moving magnets and charged around the box, and sometimes other things. This creates what we call the phase one entanglement.
"At this point information can be exchanged between the chamber and the surface of your choosing. The calculations for phase one entanglement are oddly enough easier if the surface is larger, hence why we made our PDS the size of a country instead of say the size of a city. And deviations from simple geometric shapes cause problems as well."
"I guess that explains that, sort of," says Doron after the standard round of translation.
"So we got this entanglement thing going on, what do we do with it? We jolt the box again with the identification pulse, but this time compute the exact opposite of what we just did, how to break apart this entanglement. Then I guess you can say we don't do what would do that, but do something that won't break the information sharing between the surface and the chamber, but still alter the properties of the chamber.
"Now this is where it gets really strange. At this point the PDS isn't 'active', its just 'primed'. We open the boxes and let out the gas through a grid of pipes that surround the box and fill most of the immediate area. The idea is that the entanglement is still present despite the dispersal of the entangled sample. The chamber is then closed. The entangled gas might still be in the chamber, or it might be near by, a fairly large uncertainty principal problem. We can't tell the mixture in the pipes from the mixture in the box unless entropy was violated, which we hope doesn't happen."
Lipner flips through the book a few more pages. "So we don't know exactly where the entangled gas is, but know its still entangled. At that point, we look at our box again with the pulse setup and measure, allot. Once more we pull the information through the system equation, but this time look at this term here."
Lipner points to a term in the book, an integral of a factorial multiplied by some hypergeometric functions.
"Not easy math there. This little integral was only well defined ten years ago. Some suggest that it was originally included in the equation to account for the rise and fall of fads or perhaps to understand how bees fly. But weather those case work or not, it does have this habit of reducing quantum systems to logical formalisms and back. We put our on the fly computation of the Hamiltonian of our chamber and out comes an answer to where the entangled gas is, even though its really in both places previous to this. Sometimes it says its in the box, other times it says its not. But upon the finding of that answer, it becomes true. And all the entangled states are moved either into the chamber or out of it."
Kam was very amused by Lipner's enthusiastic description thus far and was standing in the corner smiling. "Slow down, let them digest a bit. Not that I understand it myself."
"Okay. So when this happens we know with zero uncertainty the domain of entangled states. That's a problem in quantum mechanics as we all probably know. So something has to give. The system still reads pressures inside and outside the box from the gases, and they're not spiking. So our information paradox dumps the problem on what the gas is entangled to. The surface."
Lipner paused for a few minutes for translation and for the information to sink in.
Via Ryuqi, Kiyake couldn't help but ask the question, "But there is uncertainty. The box is not a point and neither is the tubes."
Kam nodded and replied."Ah, but that's if you're treating the gas molecules as individual objects, which they are not. They might act like such often enough, but under how we inputted the data into the system equation they are treated as one object with defined limits. There are errors in the process but that's why we run a good number of these chambers simultaneously."
Lipner continues. "At this point its all about information. We have it, and our surface is thus put in a tough situation. It can either plead with us to forget what we know, or it can stop knowing its own information sets. Which information sets is determined by what sort of gas mixture we used. The simpler the gas mixture, the more information it looses, with a pure hydrogen chamber resulting in a complete barrier. No information can get in or out. Thus forming, really, a domain wall of sorts, a weak one who's range of repulsion is weak due to it not being a plane.
"By putting certain arrangements in our measurement chambers, we can open up specific channels of information. Once these information channels are open, for that specific type of information, the domain wall is partially clear. The simplest and most required is to let gravity in. Next up are the resonant E and M channels, followed by the non-resonant and mixed resonate channels. The non-resonant channels are the ones I think are used most often but I have no clue as to which ones. There's also channels for weak and strong forces but their short range prevent anything of substance getting through. Another good set of channels appears when a silicon alloy of dust is suspended in the gas mixture. This has the odd affect of allowing extremely low velocity oxygen atoms to pass through the PDS, but that set up is not used very often.
"And," Lipner closes the book as Sana walks in. "That about covers what I know about the PDS and its cray paradoxes."
"I'm surprised they're not asleep," says Sana surveying the foreign team, still at work as the non-Tinisian speakers get the second hand story. "I have a crazy idea. Let's all of us go out tonight. Some place where Doron can really let loose for a bit."
After translation this of course got an odd look from the chimera.
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The southern cannel area was not the most populated part of the city yet, as half the large apartment buildings were only half done, and those that were done were not even half filled. The area also had a reputation for being the seedier side of town, if there could be a seedier part of the largest planned community known to exist.
Sana lead the visitors and her co-workers from the train inbetween the construction projects to a small neighborhood with sixties Tinisian style buildings, few rising over a story. Finally she lead them through a back alley to a doorway.
"This part of the city used to be a construction village for the workers who built downtown. They popped up randomly the first few years of construction. Some like this one are being preserved for the time being."
She knocked three times. A black bear opened the door.
"Hi," says the bear to Sana. "What do you want?"
"I'm just here to show my friends a good time."
"Who are they?"
"Ergory, meet my co-workers from the office and some visiting scholars. I thought it was high time we showed our visitors what Tinis has to offer."
The bear nods. "I'll need the password and the Dincotians will want to avoid the tables upstairs. Lots of smokers."
Sana was impressed by Ergory's knowledge. "Alright, I'll make sure he knows, we'll probably hang out on the dance floor, eat some Obis, and hang out in the back for a while to enjoy the musics of life."
"Alright, come right in."
The interior of the private club, of which Sana was a member of, was fairly dark and filled with trance music as they entered. Ergory stood aside as the group walked down the hall into the main room. The dance floor was in the middle of the room and filled about halfway with furry bodies, undulating and sliding their limbs about to the music.
"Meet me by the red door over there in an hour, until then have fun, and you two might want to avoid the upstairs area."
Being that the club was in the very free and open city of Arx, in the 'bad' part of town, and very private, Kam was not surprised at all by the amount of dancing and self intoxication as well as the lack of clothing for most of the patrons and the lack of boundaries for even more. But after a couple drinks he wasn't as uncomfortable with the sudden encounter with hipness. Fran on the other hand hung out in a corner for the next hour. Lipner and Sana disappeared into the fray quickly.
An hour of shifting music, explicit content, and a definite lack of obis pie, the Tinisians and their guests gathered near the red door. Lipner looked quite wigged out at that point, wearing only his undies and glow sticks.
"Umm, I can't find my shirt," he admitted with a laugh. "Now what's all this fun really about Sana?"
"Come with me," she said before leading them through the red door. Inside was a room with couches and giant bean bag chairs and pillows tossed about, all bathed in a deep dark red color. After all had entered Sana closed and locked the door. "I reserved this room for us so we shouldn't be disturbed."
"Now I'm very weirded out," admitted Fran. "You're not..."
"Of course not. Until I unlock this door just pretend we're still at the office. But here Doron can enjoy some cannabis."
"I thought that was on the Tinisian list of no-no substances," says Diiy.
"Oh gee-wiz we're going to loose our jobs!" says Fran.
"Not tonight, this is a special occasion and if need be Kam can pull strings."
Kam suddenly had a worried face after the last comment. As Sana opened a box in the corner to offer Doron something to smoke Kam attempted to change the subject.
"Yes, we are here to talk about the system equation a bit more, and most importantly something that's been bothering me, among the many things that do. Diiy, what is the earliest copy you've seen of the system equation book?"
"I believe it was the edition that in your calendar was published in 1961, a letter by letter copy from the original folio."
"That's the earliest one I've managed to find myself," says Kam. "The original folio being of course the oldest and its kept under lock and key in the Tower archives. Which is odd since that's not the ideal place to keep old books."
"Oh fraggle it Kam, we've all heard conspiracy rumors before," says Lipner.
"I've also been looking up the earliest applications and proofs. None of them have copies available before 1962. Even the three papers by associates of Genius only go back to 1964 as far as copies go. Date of entry into the the library is right there, May seventh, 1964, donation of 'Interpretations of the System Equation from a Chemistry Perspective' by Alfonz Gotig to the national archives by Demean Russ."
"Ok," says Sana. "I've seen it to Lipner. And I'm starting to think as Kam does now that maybe the copy of the equation that even us, the crew that's the prime movers on its solution, don't have its base form quite right. That someone has been keeping part of it hidden away somewhere."
Kam nods. "And thus why Sana pulled us out here. To get away from any snitches or surveillance, well, normal surveillance, hopefully. We've been engrossed in this thing for to long. We live and breath the system equation. So I don't think we could figure out what they might of run off with without changing our perspectives on what we have and that could take a while. Any idea why someone might want to do this?"
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Post by miokalia on Sept 25, 2006 1:59:40 GMT -5
Doron lodged the joint into one of his nostrils and lit it. In minutes he was able to conclude that it was grown in not the 'happiest' of circumstances. "Basement Pot", he said looking towards Diiy and Kiyake. "Is it safe though? It could be laced in a place where it's not regulated.", asked Diiy. A small Malych turbine fan kicked up in his head for a moment, as it compressed the smoke against his spectrometer and then he said, "No. But it's definately basement pot. No additives... No nicotine, no lead, no hallucinogens, low THC."
Cannibis lacked the reptile neurotoxin that tobacco had, and thus, it was the replacement to tobacco in Miokalia. Also since the effects of THC were less pronounced in reptiles, the substance was considered completely legal and regulated for safety. Although the cannibis cigarettes in Miokalia all bared the giant warning on the back of the pack that basically said, "Habitual Smoking Will Cause Respitory Failure". As well as "THC may have increased effects on some mammals, use with caution.".
Diiy pulled the joint out of Doron's nostril and took a drag on it. "We can't be arrested here for smoking because this substance is legal in our country. And as far as anyone else is concerned, we brought it here.", he said. Then Ryuqi translated,
"Diiy says that if anyone finds out, and asks: that the pot was brought here by us, and that it is legal and commercially availible in our country.", he said.
Kiyake then took the joint and tried it out some. He coughed a bit and asked Diiy, "Wouldn't this make you a little bit higher than the rest of us since... you know, you were at one point, human?"
Diiy took the joint back and said sharply, "I've always lived in an urban tribe, I didn't have to change my name that much to make it Raptoric, so I'm just as much of one as you. So no, the stuff won't make me high. Just because I'm a little bit more upright than you doesn't mean I have different chemistry."
Ryuqi didn't bother translating this at all.
The joint was then taken from Diiy by Doron, who then stuck it hanging out the side of his nostril again.
Doron then said through Ryuqi: "Well from what it sounds like, you have already done the experiments to collect the data for building a system to calculate Refraction Sequences. The ones that we use as the basis for our Coaxial drive. I mean, your running sequences of energy through gaseous matter, and then collecting data from it to use in calibrating a device which basically puts a bubble in space-time. It's just that you use it for making a Hariyamo's Ball quantum barrier, and we use a very similar process for folding space. Interestingly enough, the sysiy-q, as published lacks some conclusions which could be drawn from that experimentation. Little things, such as how when applied to a solid, that very same process induces a coaxial charge of the Refraction Sequence of another point in space, which naturally, draws the two points closer together by way of above-lightspeed, high-momentum pucons. The compenastion for the momentum of pucons has been left out of your equasion so far. Now I think it may be intentional. Because that part of the equasion is in the part which is missing from the beginning."
Kam's eyes went wide, "So you mean, we've already got the physics down for Coaxial and somebody is hiding it?"
Doron continued, "I don't think that's what was intended by it. But basically, from our perspective, yes. You're doing the same things and the math is there, it's just that one part that's missing. Funny thing about that is, If I'm right, then my modifications that I added in, will complete... or rather bypass the missing component by adding in the newer revised version of it.... which brings me to another matter..." Doron looked over at Diiy.
Diiy said through Ryuqi, "We cannot allow the equasion to be solved to a point where the military will accept it on account that we don't know what the military has plans to do with it. It is not a choice of ours, it is a law. Our code of conduct forbids us from contributing to the unnecessary introduction of a new kind of weapon to the world. The reasoning is simple too: No matter what, regardless of how much security is put into it. Weapons find their ways into the wrong hands. We've seen that recently. Now we've built a defence against nuclear, I'd rather not see all our work undone by the introduction of something as, if not more destructive, that we cannot defend ourselves against. We have to know why the military want this equasion so bad. It is absolutly required that they tell us if we are to finish this at all. I know you understand what I mean."
Kiyake added through Ryuqi, "If the military just wanted to do this for coaxial, then they are lying. If they really wanted coaxial technology, they could very easily buy equipment from us or Dincota. In fact, I'm sure they already have. The military needs to give us a thorough explanation."
Doron then said through Ryuqi, "If the military is going to play an intimidation game about this, I suggest that I be the one to confront them on it. It's very hard to intimidate a dracoliche."
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Post by The Union of Tinis on Sept 27, 2006 23:29:22 GMT -5
"Now everyone's conspiracy crazy," announces Lipner. "Are we not going to be able to have our results verified then until we know if they're playing a game with us?" After translation, Ryuqi replies in Tinisian, "I think that's safe to assume." Fran who looked fairly nervous still finally spoke up, "So you want to confront them? You'd have to figure out how far this thing goes first. Is it a maximal secret in TIPS, or a secret of the army, or does it go all the way to the Supreme Commander. If it does go that high I don't think they'd be easy to crack." Fran took a breath slowly, having been trying to keep the light smoke from the joint out as best she could. "We could try those two who came by with the forms, or we could ask a non-military government official to poke them for us." "Know anyone Fran?" asks Sana. "Beyond the random governors and Speakers who I've given tours to, not really. And I don't think they'd pay me much attention." Kam nodded. "I'll call Nim tomorrow. Hopefully we can get her here for a lunch tomorrow. Janz is more than likely just under orders. Nim doesn't have any obvious reason to be involved with the legal aspect of this." Through Ryuqi, Diiy replied, "I did find it odd that that they'd have a physicist shipped in from Centralis to handle legal work for a mathematics meeting." "And if that fails," says Lipner. "The First Speaker is supposed to drop in some time in the next week to greet our visitors and get a personal update on the work we're doing or something. We could ask him." "Well," says Kam. "There is one problem with that. He's been here forever it seems like. He might of been involved with the original cover up. If I get a chance to ask him I'll do so though." Sana turns to address their guests directly. "You see, the First Speaker has been our thus far only First Speaker. For as long as there's been a Union he's held the spot. His power in the position has slowly waned through the years, but he's still been there since day one of the Union. Before that he lead one of the old political divisions that came over from Pargalo, and was one of two houses that had access to the original system equation notes. The other house being of course the house of Genius itself. So he might be in the know as to what's going, and a might be a willing accomplice for not having said anything earlier." "That is a problem," Ryuqi replied before translating to the others. Answering for the group after a short discussion, "Then its obvious we have to confront him when he arrives. Do you know when he will?" Kam nodded. "Sort of. I was informed either Friday or Monday. He's visited before and narrowing it to two days is an amazing accomplishment for his scheduling secretary." Fran coughs. "I think I'm going to visit the ladies room. I'll be right back." As the squeamish bore left, Sana chuckled. "Don't worry, she's a little more puritan about smoking than most you'll find in Arx. I just hope she doesn't get freaked out by the art in the bathroom. And the fact that its unisex." "I haven't been there yet," asks an amused Kam. "See it, you'll probably have a chuckle." "Anyway," continues Kam, trying to get back on task. "There's someone else I could call. Well, a friend can call. My friend has a friend who's a major in the special forces. Might be something to check out. The major might give us an in if he or she is willing." Fran returned soon. Still not calmed in the least. "Good trip?" asks Sana. "Not now Sana." Lipner, still kind of focused, asked. "So what kind of confrontation are you looking for? If you're set on doing this Doron, it might be useful to know what buttons to push and what ones not to." ------ (the message in the bathroom)
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Post by miokalia on Sept 28, 2006 20:06:24 GMT -5
Doron explained that he was looking for a direct answer and expected to know exactly what it was the military had in mind, either from the military, or from someone who might be above them. Noticing the less-than-pleasent reaction from the Tinisians to the smoke, Doron picked the joint out of Diiy's hand and, while holding it out in front of Ryuqi, he asked, "Would you please dispose of this?" "I'm not your ashtray.", said Ryuqi back. Then while the Malych's mouth was open, he tossed it in. It was immediately extinguished and the remaining smoke slowly wisped out of his nostrils as he glared at Doron. After not really getting anything out of the 'basement pot' anyway, Diiy and Kiyake managed to get alcoholic drinks and very soon came upon the realization that the drinks up north, were a lot stronger. "This fluid tastes like gasoline. Do you think it is?", asked Diiy, Ryuqi didn't bother to translate. "It could be, but then again, it is called Vodoka... Vodoka your mother", said Kiyake, who had been hit by it very quickly. After a few shots, both of them had up to this point, been quietly becoming enibriated in their corner of the room. Doron continued to explain how important the scientists' code of conduct was to them, and how it shaped their civilization on Dincota during it's formitive years. How the Dincotian Socialist System resembled Tinisazil in some ways, particularly in the areas of technocratic government. Although the seemed to deviate from a few points and that was as a result of different histories. Meanwhile, Kiyake and Diiy began trying to sing something, the pupils in their eyes had turned to tiny pinholes, they were having a difficult time keeping from expectorating as they spoke. At this point, they didn't even care. They had begun singing what sounded like a 1960's era pop song, except the lyrics were in Kohtohkhan. Finding this more interesting at the moment, having never seen the effects of strong alcohol on dinosaurs, Kam asked Ryuqi, "Is that a drinking song?" "No, that's an old folk rock song. I don't even know why they're singing it. I can't even tell what the song is about and I speak the language.", said Ryuqi. The two drunken raptors the suddenly changed key and tempo, as if they suddenly changed the song. "The song does that too. They're actually getting it quite right for being drunk out of their minds", added Ryuqi. "It looks like fun. What're they saying?", asked Kam, apparently the smoke had gotten to him a bit, and he was now quite a bit relaxed. Ryuqi translated, "What interested Balahbandohar was building complicated zest machines to better enjoy the dutches... and she him.... ... he helps her in the stirrups then he straps himself in. They spend their days and nights in ecstasy but wait... but why then does she look so sad? Why is... her contenance so glum? Does she tire of mechanical hands... or is she pinning for the fragrance of looooouhhhiiiaaaaaavvvvvv?"The translation could barely fit within the melody, or at least, the off-key melody that was being sung. "That's doesn't make any sense at all.", said Kam. "Like I said, it's weird and it doesn't make sense. This is what happens when you get this species drunk. They become incredibly weird.", said Ryuqi. "They don't get violent do they", asked Fran, looking nervously at the drunk lizards. "No, they can't. When that species gets drunk, the only thing they get is silly and disoriented. Their body temperature drops so much that they can barely stand up, much less become enraged.", said Ryuqi. "They aren't... alcoholics are they?", Fran continued to ask. "No, they are curious. Our alcohol is somewhat different. It's mixed with a lot of other things, which reduce the effects of it. In our country, there is a very strong social stigma towards drinking on a regular basis. I suppose it is fortunate though, that not many of dinosaurians tend to drive while enibriated. Chances are, if they are enibriated enough to be a hazard on the road, they probably can't even remember how to start the car, assuming they can even get to the car before deciding that opening the door is 'too hard'. Keep in mind, alcohol causes them to loose heat which in turn, makes them drowsy and less coherent.", explained Ryuqi. "Give them a few minutes, and then they will be falling all over themselves to get to the bathroom.", said Doron. Surely enough, in a few minutes, they began to make their way to the bathroom. Both of them managing to get stuck in the doorway as they tried to get in at the same time. Eventually, they did their business, cackled loudly at the writting on the wall, even though they couldn't tell what it was saying. (They were mostly just laughing at the fact that someone wrote something probably very crude there). In a matter of minutes, they were back in the room. In a few more minutes, they were becoming sober, and very quiet. Doron chided them, "Well now you've made total fools of yourselves in front of these nice, professional people..." "The Vodoka made me do it.", said Diiy very quickly. "It's Vodka and you could have asked about what it was before you took 4 shots of it.", said Doron. "I didn't do anything, uncouth... did I?" asked Kiyake. "No you just sang weird songs and fell all over eachother.", said Doron. "No clothing removed? No spilling things? I didn't say anything gross?", asked Diiy. "None of that happened. You weren't that embarassing.", said Doron. "Good.", said Kiyake. ----- The next day at the lab, the two acted as if the occourance the previous night had never happened. In the meantime, they were fiddiling around with their Hariyamo's Ball set-up. Doing little tricks like inducing small objects to float when placed over the waveguide housings when the device was at low power. If more power was run through it, the conditioning circuit would over-modulate and the system would produce a carruthian field instead of the tiny PDS ball. A copy of the Dincotian Periodic Table found it's way into the lab as well, layed on a table next to some books also brought in by Kiyake. Diiy explained through Ryuqi what was happeneing, "The antigravitational effects observed earlier, were not actually 'anti-gravity' per se. What was happening was a the production of a very low-power carruthian field, below the "Loop Threshold". At this power level, the field does not create a time loop, like the high-power version of it, but rather an area where time experiences 'friction'. This causes the constant acceleration of gravity to be reduced in this area. Once the friction exceed the acceleration of gravity, other very weak forces can act on the object and move it. The movement of air in the room is now the most powerful force acting on the item. So it moves around freely as though gravity has dimished in this space. Of course, that doesn't mean it's safe for organisms to venture into such a space to experience a little bit of zero-G. From what we can tell, there is some serious microwave radiation going on inside these low-power fields. This is the stage before the boundry of the field narrows down and the time-friction stops. At that point, the boundry becomes visible as the hariyamo's ball is formed." By this time, the other scientists were crowded around, looking on. The boundry of the ball formed, and indeed it was visible. As one looked through it, they saw the exact opposite side of the ball. It was as though the space occupied by the ball had been cut right out of space-time, and the space around the hole was brought together around it. The effect of light upon the 'surface' was not reflective, but rather similar to the light-bending that happens around the event horizon of a black hole. Diiy demonstrated that the phenomena was safe, by touching it. He said through Ryuqi, "You can't touch it. You can try to, but no matter what, there is no way to actually touch the 'surface'. You can get only infintesimally close to it, but never actually make contact. With a strong enough force, you can send some very powerful feedback into the system, but even then, you won't actually be touching it."
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