superposition: (But now you have gone)
Qubit ([personal profile] superposition) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-09-15 11:38 pm

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WHO: Qubit, Kanaya, Science Friends, Karen Starr later (probably)
WHERE: the lab at Starrware
WHEN: Sept 8 & 15
WHAT: maybe getting one thing, and then breaking the other thing.
WARNINGS: horrible nerds, questionable lab safety, and probably a tantrum

(Starters below, but here's some setting-)

The lab Qubit's been borrowing from Karen is pretty good-sized, although a lot of the floor space is taken up by counters, so he's had to get a little creative with where he puts things. The counters themselves are littered with electronics equipment, instruments stacked up on top of each other and wired together in ways that probably look random and haphazard to anyone who's not an electrical engineer themselves. They're a little more futuristic-looking than in the pictures, of course, but the mess is real. What little counter space isn't taken up by working devices is occupied by parts of them instead, and there's at least one decent-sized stockpile of old and broken electronics that don't appear to have anything to do with the rest of the equipment.

But the centerpiece, with as much space dedicated as he can make for it, is the portal itself. It's a little bit of a monster - a nine-foot-tall trapezoidal archway, metallic green, with that sort of blocky retro-future aesthetic its inventor gravitates toward. It's attached to the rest of the machines by thick bundles of cable, some snaking across the floor, others draped like vines over, under, and around the other equipment in whatever way lets them reach. The computers are turned on, but the portal itself is still dark... for now.
driftsintobuffetline: (TEN YEARS EXPERIENCE)

[personal profile] driftsintobuffetline 2015-09-16 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[They had the decency to mostly drop their taxi-ride argument (about the logic of naming the lab rats--You had to name them, Hermann, because people liked names in the history books. It wasn't sentimental. The Americans named their space-monkeys, the Russians named their dogs, etc.) by the time the pair of scientists had made it to the door of the lobby, then it was just a matter of politely chatting their way to the lab, which was doable. It was totally doable, even for them.]

Heya! Thanks for inviting us! [Us. Me, specifically. Newt knew he wasn't exactly needed or very useful (aside from rat transporter), so he was glad Qubit invited him along anyway. Newt let Hermann go through the lab doorway first, then gave a nod at Qubit and adopted a posh accent.]

Thank you, my good man.

[Porter Attempt 1. He was excited. Granted, this was outside his realm of expertise, but he had a general enough gist of what they were about to do and, if all else, he could stand back and look awed. Or, probably more likely, question and argue. He was good at that, but at least this was practical science and not merely theoretical. Less to argue about when you could it and find out.]

So, Qu, I'd like you to meet Sam Beckett, Mrs. Frisby, and Charly. [He held up a cage housing three lab rats, their food and water. Mrs. Frisby was classic white with red eyes, Beckett was a nice tan color, and Charly was white from behind with his front half a blue-gray color, like he'd been dipped into dye.] They'll be your lab assistants today.
Edited 2015-09-16 23:35 (UTC)
mathemagier: this is my predictive model- no touchie (Explain a thing)

[personal profile] mathemagier 2015-09-17 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
One of them is married, apparently.

[Because he couldn't resist last dry remark on Newton's ridiculous choices.

Hermann ventured into the lab, carefully picking his way between stray wires and sweeping some out of the way of his cane. The porter itself drew his attention immediately, and his studies in engineering assured him he had an educated guess of what most of what the rest of the equipment's basic function was.

The physics involved were some months of study ahead of what he could currently perform, but he understood well enough to follow along. Glasses affixed over his nose, Hermann peered at some lines of code on a nearby display]

Impressive work.

[Straightening, he wandered a little closer to the device itself, curious and with a breath of anticipation. This hour itself held the very real possibility of solving the entire Import dilemma. If this succeeded, they would soon have a way home. The gravity of the moment was far from lost on him, and he held nothing but respect for the man that poured his entire being into the project, who had somehow managed to pull all of this together in only a few weeks]

Anything I could assist with, Mr. Qubit?
driftsintobuffetline: (but what is it?)

[personal profile] driftsintobuffetline 2015-09-18 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
For your information, Hermann, she's recently widowed. I would appreciate if you could be more considerate. It's a sensitive subject.

[But Newt laughs at Qubit's joke, though he's not sure what he's laughing at. Whatever the biting refers to, he doesn't know or doesn't remember at the moment. At least it wasn't a Charlie the Unicorn reference, Newt thinks. Maybe in a bit (pun unintended) he'll actually remember the small British children.]

Actually he's the better behaved of the three.

[Holding his rats, he follows Hermann around, inspecting the work on the Porter like the math or the mechanics of it actually means anything to him. He just wants it to work. It certainly looks good. So he tries to stay out of the way. Qubit's in his element. It's always fun to watch a man of science in his element. Maybe there will be a Q&A later that Newt can...BS his way through.]

[He looks down from the porter to the cage and murmurs to them:]
In retrospect, maybe I should have named one of you guys "Colonel O'Neil."

[[ooc: The Flowers for Algernon/Charly name drop is also very dumb meta joke. "Flowers For Charlie" is an episode of It's Always Sunny in Philidelphia (Charlie Day/Newt's main gig and the one episode in which Burn Gorman/Hermann has a guest spot). Pointless Trivia for 1000, Alex.]]
mathemagier: u kno not 2 whom u spek (Peasant)

[personal profile] mathemagier 2015-09-25 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Heaving a long-suffering sigh, Hermann leads Newton around the lab in a counter circuit to Qubit's rounds, providing the odd explanation for his partner's benefit. He wishes he had something to help with, but he doesn't touch any of the man's work despite the itch in his fingers to sit at a keyboard and review.]

I wonder if subverting 'Lachesis' will mean anything different when returning to our own dimensions. Will we remember this world and those we met here? It doesn't seem like there's any real reason we wouldn't. Interesting and potentially problematic, but I imagine we'll find out soon enough.
driftsintobuffetline: (can't have too many handtalk icons)

[personal profile] driftsintobuffetline 2015-10-02 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[He appreciates the explanation, even if most of it is only an overview and more in-depth explanations would require more background information than Newt has on the subject. Not that he hasn't taken a few physics classes himself! But that is enough to know didn't really know much about this topic at all. He has only scratched the surface.]

Oh, hey, if you're looking for the thing with the [figuratively or literally. He points to the desk he and Hermann just walked past.] Big Red Button, it's over there.

B-but wait. Okay, now, I GET what you're saying, that linking dimensions without a time-travel element means it's a crap-shoot where we get dropped off at and it's just as likely--no, Hermann, don't--it's MORE likely that we get unloaded into a time either before or after we left--posssibly distantly so! NOT THAT I HAVE ANYTHING AGAINST THEM, but I don't really want to end up with dinosaurs. So, yeah, the time thing is next. But that's not really my issue here.

My ISSUE is--how are we going to KNOW? Even if the rat safely goes through the portal and comes back without being eaten by a raptor or a Morlock, how are we going to know what time it was there? Because wouldn't it be fairly safe to assume that your math requires knowing the variable or some shit of where these two dimensions intersect to calculate how to move them along the...axis? [Hey, theory bothers him. Newt likes more concrete things. Sorry he's in here challenging your mathematics. It's what he does. He requires explanations and information and experience tells him this is one way to get that, by questioning like the asshole he is.] And 75 million years ago didn't exactly have newspapers.
mathemagier: Ten years of experience!! (Doctor)

[personal profile] mathemagier 2015-10-21 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Invent time travel. Yes, that sounds a fair bit more daunting than traversing dimensions, (not to mention considerably more fantastical) but Hermann's prepared to spend the next two decades fully understanding both aspects of the phenomenon that brought them here.

But first, they have to ensure the portal's working. It should, given Qubit's extensive expertise on the subject.

He circles around to the largest display screen for read-outs and feels the buzz of anticipation and discovery all over again. Years ahead of his research, the keys to greater understanding lay here in this lab. Hermann clasped both hands over his cane to keep them steady]

I'd be more concerned about your rats drowning, Newton. 71% of the Earth's surface is water, after all. Provided of course, Mr. Qubit hasn't also factored that into his calculations.