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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 3:09 pm
Ronan's eyes widened a little as Atomica stomped over, coughing as he choked a little on a hastily swallowed meatball.
*hack hack cough* "uh... Atomica.." Did she have any volume that wasn't ear shattering? He winced and tried to mop spilled soup off his text book.
"I uh.. feelings?" He looked baffled, then shook his head, he never understood most of what the robotic ghoul was on about. He decided she was more than likely suffering some sort of glitch again, but when did she ever function reliably?
She was right though, he was wasting time eating when important presentations loomed.
"You are correct, of course. We should go over our notes."
He wasn't certain he could trust this robot ghoul not to go off on an irrelevant tangent or otherwise sabotage his chance at a decent grade. But perhaps a little last minute preparation could stem the worst of the ghoul's malfunctioning madness.
Besides, Ronan found he no longer had much appetite.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 7:38 am
Draconia stopped at her locker to pick up the last of the supplies for her and Scarah's Mad Science project. When she closed it, suddenly Iris Clops was there.
"Draconia!"
"Yeek!" Draconia jumped a bit. "I mean...what can I help you with?"
Iris fidgeted a bit, holding her Gory Gazette notepad in one hand and tapping it with a pencil with the other. Iris's eye darted about as if she was nervous.
"Well, you see....I mean...I know we're having mid-terms and all, but the Gory Gazette keeps publishing no matter what, and I have this assignment to hype the beginning of Casketball season starting in 3 weeks...."
"Oh....kay?" Draconia raised an eyebrow. What did SHE have to do with casketball? At all?
"Well, I thought that a great way to get to know the players would be to ask their significant others for an interview! You know, find out what they do off the court, their likes, their dislikes....and so on...." Iris trailed off, looking nervous again. Draconia paused, waiting for her to continue, but she didn't.
"I don't follow, Iris." Draconia finally prompted her.
"Well, you are, I mean, you're dating Manny Taur. Aren't you?" Iris's fingers fluttered and her pencil fell to the ground. "Oops!"
"Oh!" Draconia suddenly understood. "Oh no, Iris, we're not a couple. Not anymore. We haven't been since last year."
"What?!" Iris dropped her notepad too. "But...you two...at Tombcoming, and...and..."
Draconia was surprised at how surprised Iris was. For being a bit of a newshound, she really seemed shocked by this revelation.
"Well, I mean, my personal business is just that - personal, but no. We're just very good friends. And, well, no one asked him to Tombcoming, and no one asked me, so we just sort of..." Draconia shrugged, feeling her cheeks flushing a deeper gold. Talking about her personal life with a reporter felt dreadfully improper. Did other monsters really think she and Manny were a couple still? Draconia supposed going to dances and wrestling events with him could seem misleading if a monster didn't know the two of them. Perhaps this was the right time to officially clear the air. "School keeps us both so busy, what with my tutoring and his....many, many deadtentions...and the two of us enjoy fanging out when we have spare time, but it hasn't been romantic for quite some time. So I'm afraid I wouldn't be a proper interview for your article, Iris."
"Oh! That's all right! No problem at all!" And then, to Draconia's complete surprise, Iris wrapped her arms around Draconia in a surprise, joyful hug. Draconia dropped her book bag in shock. Iris let go, and blushed a bit underneath her one giant eye. "Uh, I mean....Igottago!"
And with that, Iris pranced off, leaving a very confused, slightly embarassed Draconia standing in the middle of the hallway with clutter all around her feet....
"What in the name of Arthur was THAT about?!" Draconia wondered.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 11:32 am
Ronan Aalto "You are correct, of course. We should go over our notes." "Of course!" Atomica agreed with Ronan gravely. It was worse than she had suspected. He was practically her willing love slave, so sad! Atomica felt deep sympathy for his lovestruck affliction, but she simply HAD to keep him focused on their project. As the two of them stepped into the classroom early, she rattled off the calculations they'd put together for their energy project. Hydro propulsion was a very exacting science, and any miscalculation would result in a lot of water all over the floor. And in Ronan's current, utterly lovestruck state, Atomica knew everything relied on her to keep their project working swimmingly."HPMC squared minus the trajectory, T, multiplied by the current, C, divided by the resistance of the motor engine equals our energy input. Did you remember to reposition the rudders on our tank's motor?" Atomica asked Ronan, tentatively. She was certain he hadn't...probably too busy scribbling romantic fangfiction of the two of them in the margins of his notebooks.
Darn her mystique and allure!
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 3:23 pm
Ronan nodded and flicked through his own notes, irritated that in his flustered state, none of this seemed to want to go IN. Curse memory and it's fleeting nature.
"The rudders are aligned." Though he felt the need to now triple check this. "and unless you've done something stupid, it should work. How efficiently I cannot be certain, my calculations can only predict so much. What with environmental factors, air pressure, unpredictible acts of Glen-ness... " Was that even a word? He felt that needed to be a word.
How was that mad witch going to blow them up today he wondered. He shook such worry from his head, no, right now he had to focus on his project not whatever volatile and potentially catastrophic mechanism the witch cousins had concocted.
"The tank is full, rudders are positioned." he checked that for the fourth time, and gave the entire contraption a careful examine, tweaking things here and there.
"Yes, this should work. By all logic, it should work." He sounded more like he was trying to convince himself of that than anything.
"Just don't touch anything. "
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 7:10 am
Rorrim Rory Bludworth "Now, you're sure this is going to go well, right?" Rory asked, opening up his locker to pull out his half of the project. "I mean, it's the last mid-term of the day. I REALLY don't want to mess this up!" "Absotively posilutely!" Glen proceeded to help Rory extract his half of the project while his own floated in the air behind him in a briefcase (which if you knew Glen, you'd know had been magically razzle dazzle'd so it'd be larger on the inside than the outside. Glen then kicked his skateboard up under his arm and matched his 'cuz' stride for stride. "Kai's pop gave me the idea about combining Mad Science with sorcery! It's what I plan to do after school! We have our engine finished, now all we need to do is hook it up to the 'energy source'. And to do that... we just hafta step through that portal I ripped open in the Mad Science classroom!"Glen cast Rory a glance and shrugged, "I mean, it's been open for over a year! It was my mid-term project last year so something hasta be powering it!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 7:23 am
Inside of the Mad Science lecture hall, pairs of students dotted the landscape as partners put the finishing touches on their mid-term projects. Rory felt a little flutter of hexcitement in his stomach; all of the students were keeping a WIIIIIIIIDE berth from his and Glen's set-up. It was in a far corner to the left of Mr. Hackington's chalkboard, covered in a black cloth with orange safety cones and yellow and black warning tape blocking it off.
Rory thought it was pretty uhhh-mazing that together the two of them had come up with a way to utilize what was essentially a Glen-made black hole. Glen's mastery of mad science and Rory's understanding of dimensional gateways combined, and together the two of them had come up with a magical spell that would surely surprise Mr. Hack and the rest of the class.
"'Ere now, all you little monsters, take your seats!" Mr. Hack called out from the front of the classroom. "I know you're all eager to show off your projects, but first on the chopping block..."
Mr. Hack brandished a gigantic meat cleaver and smacked it down on his desk, cutting the stack of papers there neatly in half.
"The written hexam!" Mr. Hack started laughing and wheezing. Several students looked at each other uneasily....Mr. Hack's amusement was no laughing matter for the students.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 7:29 am
Glen leaned over at the desk and whispered to his cousin, "Psst! Rory! Do you think if we summoned Hagetha she'd have to give us the answers?"
He waited for his cousin's reaction then smiled, "KIDDING!"
'Oy!" Mr. Hack bellowed and Glen quickly averted his gaze and got on with the written test!
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 8:02 am
Draconia still felt distracted as she'd wandered in to Mad Science class hauling the engine she and Scarah had worked on. The way Iris had asked her about Manny...and her overwhelming joy at hearing Draconia and Manny were not a couple...well, to Draconia it seemed either mean-spirited, or...
Could it be?
Draconia stared at the written hexam Mr. Hack laid down on her desk, but didn't see anything but Iris's eye light up when Draconia had said she and Manny weren't dating anymore.
Did Iris Clops have a crush on Manny Taur?
The thought of that crafted all sorts of conflicting emotions in Draconia...While it was true that she and Manny had broken up after dating only briefly last year, now he was one of her closest friends...and so reliable to be a date whenever Glen and Chase wanted to go double dating. If Manny and Iris hooked up, Draconia would be alone. A third wheel just tagging along with Glen and Chase - or even worse, just left alone while they went off and did the fun couples things they did.
Draconia looked down at the paper, seeing a diagram for mixing acids and bases together. But in her mind, the lines rearranged until it was a stick drawing of Glen and Chase standing on the graph, talking to her.Draconia's daydream "Draaaaakie!" The little stick drawing of Glen called out. "Come with us to Hisstlemania! Daniel Flyin' is taking on Randy Goreton!" Stick Chase bucked up and down in hexcitement."Cha! And afterwards, we're totally gonna go to the scarnival and ride the Hextreme Tunnel of Warm Fuzzy Feelings together!" Stick Glen and stick Chase suddenly frowned, as a stick Manny walked by hoof-in-hand with Iris Clops."Wait, you want to come ALONE? To our couple hacktivities? Are you BARKING MAD?! You can't do that! It's illegal! Someone call the relationship police!" A tiny stick police car drove onto the graph and opened up, piling out one policemanster...two policemansters...a dozen policemansters...until the entire graph was brimming with them, all waving tiny stick night sticks, and threatening Draconia with cries of "STOP! IN THE NAME OF LOVE!" "A-HEM! One half hour left in the test!" Mr. Hack announced from the front of the classroom. Draconia blinked, clearing her head, and looked down at her test in horror. NONE of the answers were filled in, except for some stick people doodled in the margins!"Oh no!" Draconia hissed, frantically filling in answer blanks. She had to focus - and fast!
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 10:13 am
Nero hummed to himself as he tuned the strings on his violin. Advanced Boosic Theory was the one mid-term he was actually looking forward too. His project was a practical demonstration of harmonic synthesis by combining two seemingly disparate pieces, neither of which were originally written for the violin. If he'd stop to think about it, he might have drawn a link between his new ability to juggle multiple pieces of music as once and his knuckling down on complex math.
Since he was still trying to work out the last kink in merging Unchained Melodie with Smells Like Teen Spirits, he wasn't thinking about anything except doing good by the Bite-eous Brothers. If he got an A he would upload this to BooTube.
"Carry the flat and turn the C into an A, I can multiply the sound by hitting these two strings..." he muttered to himself.
BooTube was Nero's latest obsession. He'd started setting up a camera in the studio when he and Bony G started freestyling warm ups and the response was positive. His last video went viral around Little Zombie Town, he just needed to translate that to un-undead views.
Maybe he would take the camera along on the bro'ad trip, to capture some of the truly epic action.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 8:29 am
"TIME'S UP! PENCILS DOWN!" Mr. Hack bellowed from the front of the classroom, followed by a chorus of moans and groans from the students. Draconia just finished penciling in 'C' on the last question on the test as Mr. Hack walked by and snatched away her test.
"Ohhh, dear...." Draconia fretted...she didn't even have a chance to review any of her answers. She looked down at Glen, who gave her a cool, confident thumbs up, and over at Hellene, who was looking around for her own lab partner Invisibilly.
"Well, sure'n that was fun." Draconia heard Scarah Screams' voice in her head. "Ready for our big presentation?"
"Almost." Draconia replied, reluctantly. She tried very hard to shovel away all of the bad feelings that Iris had unknowingly dredged up. Draconia had to be focused for this presentation - it relied on her flying ability to work, which admittedly still wasn't exactly the beast.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 8:35 am
"TIME'S UP! PENCILS DOWN!"
Atomica was jolted out of Rest Mode by Mr. Hack cackling at the students to finish up their tests. She, of course, had been the first one in the class to finish. Outputting data onto a test was mere calculator play to Atomica. Barring any bad data input or software glitch, she always aced written hexams.
She only hoped that poor Ronan, distracted by her loveliness as he was, managed to muddle through the test all right. It had to be incredibly difficult sitting next to such an atomic age wonder as herself, basking in her dazzling beauty while trying to concentrate on chemical formulas.
Atomica glanced one LED-illuminated eye over at Ronan. He looked about the same as always; glum, grouchy, possibly slightly hungry. SO good at masking the tumultuous feelings no doubt writhing inside of him! Atomica gave him a dazzling, reassuring grin as his reward for making it through the hexam.
"Not much longer now!" She reassured him. "Soon, everyone will see our brilliant project! I wouldn't be surprised if they all just give up and accept Fs after seeing ours! In fact, I think we should volunteer to present first!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 8:50 am
"PENCILS DOWN!"
Ronan looked up from his test, then back at his paper fretfully. He was certain he'd just guessed a few of the answers, more than a few in fact. It didn't help that Mr Hack's wording was frustratingly unclear at several points, leaving him puzzling over precisely what was being asked in the first place.
Had he managed to get enough answers correct to pass? He wasn't certain. Reluctantly, he put his pencil down and handed in his paper.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Atomica smiling and his frown deepened. What was she so happy about?
"Wait.." She wanted to go first? Oh no, he wasn't convinced that was such a good idea. He'd hoped to have a chance to gauge the standard they were up against, to prepare himself for what was about to be only the second presentation he'd ever given to an audience of more than his mother. Chop class had been difficult enough, but he wasn't entirely ready to relive that humiliation quite so quickly.
"I think... we should let somebody else go first... " please anybody else. Heck, maybe if they let Glen and Rory go first the resulting explosion would excuse everyone else from having to stand up and show their projects!
But it didn't look like Atomica was listening to him, she was far too eager to show off apparently. He groaned as Mr Hack announced,
"So, ooo wants ta go first?"
and Atomica's hand shot up.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 1:38 pm
"Servo and Aalto, you're first on the chopping block!" Mr. Hack bellowed as the two of them hauled their project down to the floor and set it up in front of his desk. "And remember - PRESENTATION COUNTS!"
Mr. Hack seated himself in the first row of the students, a wicked gleam in his eyes and his pen at the ready to score their project. Atomica glanced over at Ronan. He didn't look excited, or happy, or even head-over-heels in love with her at this exact moment. He looked scared and possibly even a little sick.
Atomica made a buzzing sound that was the equivalent of her clearing her throat. Ronan was supposed to start their presentation, but instead he just sort of stood there, like a seal that had beached itself with no idea how to get back into the ocean.
Mr. Hack raised one eyebrow, and then started scribbling on his notepad.
"ENERGY!" Atomica shouted, making everyone in the classroom jump. What else could she do?! "Everything needs it! Robots need it! iCoffins need it! Even meat creatures need energy, even if the way they process it is extremely inefficient and leaves behind all kinds of nasty waste."
There was a long pause. Atomica continued.
"Finding new sources of energy is important for all of monster-kind, mechanical and meat alike. And so, with that in mind, Ronan and I decided to put our cranial cases together and find a way to generate energy using my mechanical know-how and Ronan's understanding of water currents to create - "
Atomica reached over and pulled the cloth off of their invention.
"This! The Hydrowave-Inducement-Motor-Atomic-Converter! Or, HIMAC for short."
The large water tank featured a fiendish-looking metallic device floating in the middle of it, with tentacle-like rotors floating lazily in the water. Two sensors glowed from the center, giving it the impression of being a strange, stubby metallic octopus.
Some of the students started buzzing over the almost cute-looking device. Mr. Hack, however, simply sat there stone-faced with his arms crossed. Atomica looked at Ronan to see if he'd loosened up at all. She'd just done all of his part of the grimtroduction.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:17 pm
Mad science had Roswell's nerves on edge. Thankfully, now the written portion was over and all he and Melody had to do was present their project and they were done! ... for the day.
"Wow, that looks interesting..." Roswell whispered to Melody.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:55 pm
Ronan gaped a little, opening and closing his mouth a few times as words failed to come. He looked a little like a landed fish gasping for air. Moments ticked by, Automica nudged him a little.
"Yes so uh.." He shook his head, trying hard to fight the stage fright as he began to babble about what the machine actually DID and how. He'd decided if he stared at a spot just a little before his own feet, he could just about get through this. Stumbling a little over his words, he moved to the blackboard and drew a crude but clear diagram to illustrate the device, along with a string of equations he then proceeded to explain in a manner few of the students seemed to follow.
"Uh... " He caught a glimpse of Automica, arms folded, foot tapping, and hastily added. "So in layman's terms... the rotors churn the water, which in turn creates current... that current turns these wheels here, which generate electricity, which is stored in the battery compartment here." He pointed to each item. "A small fraction of that energy can then be recycled to start the process again, but the resultant energy gain outweighs the energy loss." Another equation. "so effectively, we have a perpetual generator."
He risked another glance at Automica, her expression was difficult to read.
"We um... should turn it on yes?"
Now they had to hope it all worked as it should. The theory was sound, but they'd had little chance to really bug test the device itself.
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