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towerofanimus2012-05-26 03:53 am
doc_brown) wrote in towerofanimus2012-05-26 03:53 am
[02] || [Doc Brown's Amazing Inventions] || [Open]
Characters: Doc, possibly Marty, Einstein (the dog) and You
Setting: Workshop (15th Floor) on Saturday 26th
Format: Prose or action, whichever you prefer
Summary: Following Marty’s announcement on the network, Doc keep working on his inventions and now accept requests. He offers free pancakes and free cup of coffee to anyone visiting the 'shop' too. Feel free to ask him to invent you something if there's something you need or just visit his working place.
Warnings: None. Marty working with him, he may pop-up at any time.
The first and most noticeable thing in the part of the workshop that's being slowly turned into Doc's lab, are the clocks. There are over ten of them aligned next to each other and they are all absolutely perfectly synchronized. On a table next to them is hovering a black and rather bland hoverboard, with the text '#2 Prototype' written onto it. Under the table was Einstein, laying in a comfy bed for dog Doc made him, nomming on a pancake.
Speaking of pancakes, there is a wonderful machine that automatically produces pancakes regularly working on a table opposite to the one with the hoverboard. And next to it are some delicious pancakes already made and ready to be eaten. Next to it is a coffee maker and a few empty cups next to it.
In the background can be seen the first requests Doc got, and started working on. There's a very long sword awaiting for its owner with a little paper attached on it "For Sephiroth". On the walls there are some blueprints and below the beginning of Doc's work to make that weapon. It's not very advanced yet, but it progresses.
Doc himself can be seen working on some sort of super-computer he's assembled using what he found in the tower- And improved greatly since his last attempts at simulating a time travel. He's wearing traditional lab coat and goggles. There are three screens next to each other, a couple of keyboards and a mess of wire and electronic stuff bellow. The middle screen is that of a classical computer, reading as follow:
………………………………………………………………………………………………… Experiment #0005
………………………………………………………………………………………………… Fifteenth Floor
TIME DISPLACEMENT
Mock-up – 38th Day
User: Emmett Brown
Recording: Off. Hit CTRL+F8 to turn the recording on.
Variants
Location: Ok
Atmospheric Conditions: Ok
Vehicle: Ok
Flux Capacitor: Ok
Passengers: _
Destination: _
Instantaneous Speed: _
Please input the variables then press enter to start the simulation
The left screen display the perfect reproduction of a Flux Capacitor with many texts and scientific calculation that are probably unreadable to most people. The screen on the right looks like a video game- It shows a weird car in the Cathedral Floor with nobody sitting in it. As this very moment, Doc is sitting in front of the computer, entering variable in the programs.
Setting: Workshop (15th Floor) on Saturday 26th
Format: Prose or action, whichever you prefer
Summary: Following Marty’s announcement on the network, Doc keep working on his inventions and now accept requests. He offers free pancakes and free cup of coffee to anyone visiting the 'shop' too. Feel free to ask him to invent you something if there's something you need or just visit his working place.
Warnings: None. Marty working with him, he may pop-up at any time.
The first and most noticeable thing in the part of the workshop that's being slowly turned into Doc's lab, are the clocks. There are over ten of them aligned next to each other and they are all absolutely perfectly synchronized. On a table next to them is hovering a black and rather bland hoverboard, with the text '#2 Prototype' written onto it. Under the table was Einstein, laying in a comfy bed for dog Doc made him, nomming on a pancake.
Speaking of pancakes, there is a wonderful machine that automatically produces pancakes regularly working on a table opposite to the one with the hoverboard. And next to it are some delicious pancakes already made and ready to be eaten. Next to it is a coffee maker and a few empty cups next to it.
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In the background can be seen the first requests Doc got, and started working on. There's a very long sword awaiting for its owner with a little paper attached on it "For Sephiroth". On the walls there are some blueprints and below the beginning of Doc's work to make that weapon. It's not very advanced yet, but it progresses.
Doc himself can be seen working on some sort of super-computer he's assembled using what he found in the tower- And improved greatly since his last attempts at simulating a time travel. He's wearing traditional lab coat and goggles. There are three screens next to each other, a couple of keyboards and a mess of wire and electronic stuff bellow. The middle screen is that of a classical computer, reading as follow:
………………………………………………………………………………………………… Experiment #0005
………………………………………………………………………………………………… Fifteenth Floor
TIME DISPLACEMENT
Mock-up – 38th Day
User: Emmett Brown
Recording: Off. Hit CTRL+F8 to turn the recording on.
Variants
Location: Ok
Atmospheric Conditions: Ok
Vehicle: Ok
Flux Capacitor: Ok
Passengers: _
Destination: _
Instantaneous Speed: _
Please input the variables then press enter to start the simulation
The left screen display the perfect reproduction of a Flux Capacitor with many texts and scientific calculation that are probably unreadable to most people. The screen on the right looks like a video game- It shows a weird car in the Cathedral Floor with nobody sitting in it. As this very moment, Doc is sitting in front of the computer, entering variable in the programs.
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To be honest, Marty's eyes sort of bugged out when Cloud lifted the sword like it was nothing. These guys had to be like professional mercenaries, or maybe like those guys in Mega Mutants vs Alien Squad at the Arcade.
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"Ah, Cloud. Marty, Shinra is a small company that was funded in 2017, Japan, but I don't think the Shinra from Cloud's world is exactly the same." he scratches the back of his head "That's quite curious those two company would have the same name..."
He pauses and thinks for a while, before looking at Cloud and pointing Sephiroth's sword
"Your friend's sword is ready. It's like new, you won't find scars or anything, and I have added a substance I created some time ago to reinforce it and prevent it from breaking once more!" he said then turned to the blueprints "Zack's sword will be ready by next week, as for yours I'm afraid this will take a little bit longer, it is probably one of the most complicated sword I have ever seen but don't worry."
He turns back to the computer and grabs a pancake.
"Three weeks at worse and it will be done. Within ten days the main Sword will be ready, I assume even though the smaller swords won't be ready yet you'll be able to use the main one. You'll have to come and take it though, I don't think neither I nor Marty could take this thing throughout the tower."
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A little grim humor always made the coffee taste better. Granted the Remnants were only pieces of Sephiroth's will and not the man himself, but Hojo had attempted to imbue the blueprints of the General into Cloud and Zack with various results.
At Doc's random bit of information about Shinra, Cloud duck his head, wondering if the company had manage to crawl across space and time or if there was something else at work. From what he had seen so far, there were some concepts that translated to other worlds. Maybe it was just a coincidence.
"Thanks. I figured it would take Tsurugi the longest so no worry; I've got a couple stand-by weapons to last until then. I'm actually surprised that Sephiroth hasn't been here yet. Masamune is probably his most prized possession. And he gets grumpy without coffee."
Where did that tidbit come from? Cloud frowned to himself and then shrugged. Probably another piece that he managed to absorb during his missing four years.
/slides in with tea and allergy meds
Perhaps it was some trick of the shop's light, but the sword itself seemed to respond with a soft blue-white aura at the General's approach, his left hand closing about the hilt with easy familiarity. As Cloud had done just a few moments before, Sephiroth lifted the great sword with a single hand, gaze traveling down the length of the blade, free gloved hand following with reverence, admiring the Doctor's handiwork.
The slender but powerful blade hummed through the air as Sephiroth slowly rotated it, bringing it back before his nose for a final contemplation. Then he nodded, more than satisfied.
"Excellent. Most excellent, indeed."
He glanced up and over at Doc Brown, inclining his head with sincere gratitude. "You have my thanks and more, Doctor."
/and now coffee and pancakes too
"Well his Masamune won't risk breaking again when he'll come get it!" he said "But, I am not entirely satisfied with my coffee. It's not refined enough just yet, I'll work on improving its quality once I'll have some free time I think."
That's when Sephiroth came in- And he was satisfied with hsi sword. Good, very good even. Well truth to be said the sword was probably as good as the first day Sephiroth held it, so he didn't expect any less.
"It's fine Sephiroth, I understand how it is not to have a weapon in a hostile environment, I've made a sniper rifle for myself." he said and quickly pointed at what looked like a very weird sniper rifle, like the one he used in far-west. Except it had no real bullets- It was running on tranq ammo. Doc just couldn't kill people even to defend himself.
"You can thank Marty too, he had to hold the piece together and move it around while I worked on it!"
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"The coffee's fine. Better than the stuff they boil in the mess hall."
He watched Sephiroth for a few seconds longer and then turned back to the study of his coffee cup. No, no signs of insanity yet.
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"H-how did you do that? That thing is heavy. I mean I kept dropping pieces on my foot." And tearing up his shoes, but that was another story. Then, realizing what he said was sort of odd, he amended, "by accident."
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But perhaps he could explain a bit about other things... "SOLDIERs are genetically enhanced, as perhaps Cloud may have explained. They have greatly increased strength, stamina, speed and regenerative abilities." His eyebrow ticked up, green gaze returning to the steel in his hands. "I must disrecommend the process of such, however." Vehemently, if necessary.
"Nevertheless, I do greatly appreciate your help in the restoration. I'm in your debt, both of you."
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"That sound like a fascinating step forward in science...! That's a funny coincidence, I've just met a fellow member of profession who mentioned enhancing life was his purpose."
Guess who's he talking about.
"But may I ask why you would disrecommend the process? Does it harm health in more ways than it does good?"
There's worry in his voice though- He's clearly not the kind of scientist who would risk people's life in the name of science.
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"It does. Although some scientists might negate such side effects, those who've undergone the process would definitely disagree. The mental stress is...quite harsh, at least in the program SOLDIER designed."
Anguish flashed over his face briefly. "And many succumbed to its madness."
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He frowns at the mention of 'some scientists' and 'madness' though.
"Great Scott, what kind of scientist would negate those side effects and proceed in spite of the risks? That's not how you treat a human being, or any living being for that matter! That's against all the principles and the deontology of the profession."
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"Unfortunately, those overseeing the project felt the ends justified the means. They were more than willing to sacrifice many for a small payoff."
A shitload of good it did, however, given the state of ShinRa when Sephiroth and Zack had been forcibly removed to the Tower. And from later reports, it seemed their mistakes had definitely come about to bite them in their corporate asses, a nuance in which Sephiroth privately took wicked delight.
But to warn the Doctor... "The scientists overseeing the project were Dr. Hollander and Professor Hojo, the latter of which has somehow arrived here." Sephiroth looked at both Doc and Marty seriously. "Be cautious in your dealings with the good professor, sir. I speak from experience when I tell you the man is quite...paradoxical."
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He's going to facepalm for some thirty seconds or something. Nope, can't have heard that right. or he did but just, please tell him Hojo isn't that bad.
Since he kind of, gave him a copy of his researches so far.
"He's come to see me not so long ago, Cloud would have arrived ten minutes earlier they would have met. Are you certain that he is such a, paradoxical person? I spoke with him for quite a while and he appeared quite normal to him, if only absorbed by his studies."
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"Quite sure, Doctor. As one of his subjects myself, I'm quite familiar with the man's nature." Horrific though that nuance was.
"I would...take it as a personal favor if you were to limit discussions of any sort with the man, given what I know of the nature of his research. Despite the Professor's outward persona, the man isn't to be trusted." Have a stern look, Doc.
"At all."
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But the talk of Hojo brought him back, to glance over at Sephiroth and then to Doc Brown. He seemed like a nice enough person, but nice people can always be fooled by someone like Hojo.
"He's a lunatic." Yes, that was Cloud's personal opinion about Hojo. "I never met Hollander, but I had been a guest of Hojo's for four years. He was attempting to re-create Sephiroth's abilities by using a blank slate... a young cadet in the armed forces that had fallen in battle. The process had almost destroyed his identity if it hadn't been for a friend breaking him free."
A beat. He shifted a little, looking over at Sephiroth, trying to gauge his reaction. "He also used some of the same techniques on himself."
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"Geez, Doc, that guy sounds like a real nutcase... I mean I can't imagine what you guys have been through, but..." He shrugs helplessly, wrapping his arms around his chest. "You think he'd do things like that here?"
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It's facepalm time for Doc. Sephiroth and Cloud both look like trustworthy men, he has no reason to doubt their words and indeed this Hojo had been quite curious. A real nutcase, Marty sounded it right.
"Great Scott, I have given to him a copy of all my results so far! The data I gathered from the four previous simulations and my theories to adapt the time displacement vehicle to this space-time continuum! He does not have enough data to build a flux capacitor on his own, but this is enough for him to progress on this path. Who knows what damage someone like him could do with those kind of information!"