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Ray has been a very, very busy man for the past few days. Finally understanding the equations he scribbled all over the walls a lifetime ago and how to apply them will do that to a guy. Terrorsaur told him the equations might form the core of a kernel of basic hyperspatial tech- not transwarp, not by a long shot, and definitely not space bridging... but everything has to start somewhere, doesn't it? And it's not as if Ray hasn't built a machine that applied intense pressure to the space-time continuum before, back in his and Egon's and Peter's and Mike's doctoral experiment. This isn't an attempt to open a hole between the world of the living and the realm of the spirits using a purely scientific machine, though. This is just an attempt to warp localized space intensely enough to make the laws of physics say 'oh screw this' and scarper off to Tahiti while the object at the center of the field happily scurries along faster than the speed of light.
Ideally, he'd test the initial field generator prototype in vacuum and microgravity. Unfortunately, he hasn't got access to microgravity. What he does have is access to vacuum- the Bar provided the components for creating a perfect airless void in a space about the size of a two hundred gallon fish tank, which is really all he needs to test the field generator. He's already compensated for the gravitic pull of the asteroid Milliways is built on.
(No, he hasn't.)
He's up in his room with the device; it's easier to control experimental conditions there than in the bar proper or out by the lake.
(Not really, it isn't.)
He's got it hooked up to a massive power array of cells like the ones that power his lightsaber, because it's not nice to cause blackouts in the Bar- it happened at Columbia, he remembers that. And he's got plenty of power in that cell array, anyway.
(Yes, yes he does. Plenty.)
So once he's got all the initial variables accounted for, he's just going to go right ahead and flip that switch.
Phlooomph, says the experimental apparatus, and everything- everything- briefly wrinkles up tighter than a raisin. Only briefly. It's all back to normal an instant later, and the power array is completely dead.
"You know, I'm almost positive it wasn't supposed to do that."
It'd be nice if the air in his room didn't taste of ozone so darn much.
Ideally, he'd test the initial field generator prototype in vacuum and microgravity. Unfortunately, he hasn't got access to microgravity. What he does have is access to vacuum- the Bar provided the components for creating a perfect airless void in a space about the size of a two hundred gallon fish tank, which is really all he needs to test the field generator. He's already compensated for the gravitic pull of the asteroid Milliways is built on.
(No, he hasn't.)
He's up in his room with the device; it's easier to control experimental conditions there than in the bar proper or out by the lake.
(Not really, it isn't.)
He's got it hooked up to a massive power array of cells like the ones that power his lightsaber, because it's not nice to cause blackouts in the Bar- it happened at Columbia, he remembers that. And he's got plenty of power in that cell array, anyway.
(Yes, yes he does. Plenty.)
So once he's got all the initial variables accounted for, he's just going to go right ahead and flip that switch.
Phlooomph, says the experimental apparatus, and everything- everything- briefly wrinkles up tighter than a raisin. Only briefly. It's all back to normal an instant later, and the power array is completely dead.
"You know, I'm almost positive it wasn't supposed to do that."
It'd be nice if the air in his room didn't taste of ozone so darn much.