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Doctor Emmett L. Brown ([personal profile] doc_brown) wrote in [community profile] 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.
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[personal profile] intemperiae 2012-05-29 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Welcome to ShinRa, Doc.

"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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[personal profile] intemperiae 2012-05-29 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Figured. Trust the Professor to seek out others of a similar ilk. But praise be to Shiva the Doc didn't seem to share the same mindset. Maybe there was hope, after all.

"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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[personal profile] atouchofstrife 2012-05-29 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
He had let Sephiroth talk about the professor, instead, spending a few minutes looking at what Doc Brown had made so far with his sword. He also had to make a mental check list of the necessary supplies needed to create the weapon. On the Planet, he had used the material of his other swords for the construction of Tsurugi, but here he might have luck without having to find a WEAPON for a piece.

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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[personal profile] deloreandriver 2012-05-30 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Marty was growing more and more concerned. When he had first seen the good Professor, he had a funny feeling about him when he was skulking around, but it wasn't anything to pin point.

"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?"