With his laptop hanging in a strap from his shoulders, Daniel typed in a quick test-phrase.
"Hello, my name is Stephen Hawking."
What an ingenious idea. Nobody would suspect that it was really he, Daniel Arming, and not the wheelchair-bound physicist. Without straining his voice, he allowed himself the tiniest chuckle. Like this, he should be able to communicate nearly as effectively as he had before the accident.
He had gotten the idea when he told his parents about what had happened, and found that text messages were superior to voice calls. After the awkward conversation was finished, he went on the internet to see if there had been any news from the CERN Control Center. Since the last uploaded article was about how the LHC was "ready to run at maximum capacity tomorrow", he assumed the incident was still under investigation.
For a moment he felt a tinge of guilt about not having been able to do his job, but he quickly beat it down. He'd already been given more karmic punishment than warranted, and there were more important things to think about than his salary.
He didn't have a car of his own, so he'd be going out to CERN by bus, like usual. He could hardly care less if people stared at his laptop solution - he likely wouldn't ever talk to most of them anyway. Besides, he was an engineer, not a fashionista. In his eyes, if it was practical, it was pretty.
As he walked to the nearest bus stop, he went through the different hypotheses he could think of for what had happened to ALICE.
Null hypothesis: I was hallucinating. There was no alien.
That was the most likely one, but also by far the least satisfying.
Hypothesis A: What I saw was an alien. If true, they probably looked for the most advanced piece of machinery on the planet, and teleported directly to it.
Much more fun, but sadly less likely. If they did have the technology to find ALICE, almost two-hundred meters below the earth, they would likely also not make the mistake of teleporting straight into it. That would also not explain the exceptionally specific timing.
Hypothesis B: It was a direct result of the experiment. It would explain the timing. Subject to the scientific method, it should also happen again if the experiment was repeated, so testing this hypothesis would be relatively straight-forward.
However, not only did that spit in the face of known science, they had no device with which to test it with anymore. Impractical, but he still mentally archived it, just in case.
If A is true, maybe they actually stole the ALICE detector, intentionally leaving behind what I saw? That makes a scary amount of sense...
He finally reached the bus stop, and decided to postpone his conspiracy theories until he could verify that the alien even existed. He would begin his search at the medical station, since the nurses there handled it.
Fauna left the resident psychologist's office feeling angrier than when she had been made to enter. The psychologist had reduced her complex personality to a bundle of observable psychological properties just to prove a point, and Fauna loathed her for it.
"Classic case of an externalizing workaholic with absurd standards," it had been called. Perhaps that was true, but the psychologist obviously didn't understand that sometimes a situation warranted being just that. Not only was it entirely rational for someone to want to give the project their best, but Fauna really wished everyone else would realize that as well. If she could have trusted people to be competent enough to work without supervision, perhaps she wouldn't have been so opposed to the forced vacation.
Unfortunately, she couldn't.
Gnashing her teeth, she started searching for anyone who might be able to give her a quick painkiller. The throbs had intensified proportionally to her heart-rate, which only resulted in yet more frustration. She soon found a trio consisting of Flora, the biologist she met earlier, Christina, who she didn't really mind, but also Tarry, casting doubt over whether or not making the request was really worth it. She had painkillers at home, if she could just get there.
A particularly iffy throb almost threw her off balance, and she decided that ignoring him would be easier than ignoring the world shaking. Walking closer, she picked up parts of what the imported biologist was saying to the doctors.
"... next few weeks, so I'll need you two to assist by supplying equipment, and..."
"I'd like a painkiller before I'm off," Fauna interrupted. "Could I have one?"
As their attention turned towards her, Tarry looked eager to comment Flora's unusual name. Luckily, before he could say anything, Christina acted like a proper doctor.
"Sure, but why? Do you have a headache?"
"Yes, slightly," Fauna responded. She silently admitted to herself that it was an understatement.
"Then, I think we should run a few tests," Christina said. "It could point towards you having a burst blood vessel. With your blood pressure, it wouldn't be surprising."
There's no end to what's wrong with me today, is there?
"No, there's no need for that." Fauna sighed. "I've been meaning to get new glasses, but never had the time."
Not strictly speaking a lie, that last part. Now that she'd been forced out of her office, she would have that time. Quietly, she realized that all the opticians she knew were the kind that worked on quantum optics, not the kind that sold glasses, and she had to allow herself a small smile. Once the headache had subsided, she would find a glasses shop, and... A voice intruded on her train of thought.
"You wouldn't happen to know a lot about animals, would you, doctor Sutler?"
Luckily, it was Christina who talked. Had it been Tarry, the question would have contained at least one bad name joke. Perhaps it even warranted a response.
"No, I'm afraid I don't work well with animals." she said. According to that annoying psychologist, that includes humans...
"Ah, too bad. We were just wondering if you'd be a good partner for Flora here." The lack of name jokes was an unexpected joy to Fauna, and, by the look of things, frustrating for Tarry. "We've been stumped by a certain equine, and...
"Equine is wrong. If you want a similar term, use equid," Flora corrected. "Equine defines a member of the Equus genus, and... Never mind, go on."
"In any case, we need help with some physics," Christina continued. "Now that you've got some spare time on your hands... Want to try helping out with some biology?"
Her instinct told her that this was her cue to berate the wasteful doctors.
"Allow me to remind you what your job is," Fauna lectured with a fake self-righteous expression. "It isn't animal treatment, it's keeping the employees healthy."
"Well... It's also 'our job' to evaluate the medical implications of the discoveries you particle physicists do," Tarry pointed out. "So now we're just doing our part of the research."
Another error she had made was brought to light - the possibility of animal testing had completely slipped her mind. Surely they could have used rats, though. Rats were less costly to maintain than creatures of that size, and using the same money on rats would have provided both faster genetic data and a bigger sample size.
"While I admire your will to further the collective knowledge of humanity, I-... uh, the administration department does not appreciate its money being spent inefficiently."
She felt a little stupid for having been so paranoid. She felt stupid for a lot of reasons. Thinking back to her meeting with the psychologist, she hesitantly decided to try giving some helpful advice instead of just dealing out blame.
"You should use rats instead, you know."
The doctors looked stupefied, as if they couldn't make sense of what she was saying. Flora, on the other hand, got defensive.
"Actually, we have reason to believe that this particular animal could be intelligent. If you'll just-"
"Please. Most humans aren't intelligent." Fauna was mildly amused. "Until that..."
'Horse' wasn't quite right. It had looked far too small.
"Until that pony of yours is able to build a particle accelerator, color me unimpressed."
"It's not a pony!" Flora yelled. "I mean, its bone joints are practically human in flexibility! What more do you want?"
Fauna sighed. She regretted getting involved in an exhausting discussion that didn't really concern her anymore.
"Irrelevant. Look, it's fine if you need a test animal and help from a real biologist, but be economic about it. ALICE isn't going to rebuild itself. In any case, I'm not interested."
After gobbling down a painkiller with a sip of water, she left the medical bay. Even though the throbs had subsided slightly, she didn't feel well enough to drive, so she quickly walked towards the bus stop instead.
4th of July, CERN will announce the preliminary results from the search for the elusive Higgs Boson at the ICHEP conference.
Check out the ICHEP press page or their webcast if you're interested in the update.
In any case, here's a fun fact about the LHC you may or may not know. (Hint: Luna is involved.)
And here's a physics joke I'm afraid I won't be able to use after all:
My car broke down, so I took it to a car workshop, and the guy there told me he was a Quantum Mechanic. I asked him if he could fix my car or not, and he said: "I don't know, I'll have to look at it."
not enough RD in this chapter...
I DEMAND MOAR
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I feel the same way, honest! =(
This chapter was written from the perspectives of those who haven't spent a great amount of time around RD. Daniel thinks she's a space-alien, and Fauna thinks she's just a test animal. There will be moar RD in the next chapter, though, promise!
Moar Rainbow Dash!
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Saw an article on Yahoo news about it, and guess who I thought about first? You, and no, I'm not lying.
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Saw an article on Yahoo news about it, and guess who I thought about first? You, and no, I'm not lying.
Also, about that joke: Does the car 'breaking down' have any importance in it (molecules and other particles breaking down is what I'm thinking of, but no idea what the 'car' could be)? Me being a Sophomore in High School and going into Chemistry when school starts back up, I hardly qualify for making assumptions about Physics when I only have a small understanding of the more advanced workings.
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The "car" part is just to make the connection to the guy who calls himself a "mechanic". I'm afraid the joke is a little subtle - it's a joke about the superposition principle of 'Schrödinger's Cat' fame. I suggest you take a look at Dr Quantum's explanation in his 'Double Slit experiment' video.
Congrats on making the feature box again!
Going back on our discussion in the previous chapter, maybe you could use pronunciation keys to represent English names on RD's point of view (e.g Tarry [tar-ee], Flora [flohr-uh]); it could work both ways if you fancy making up the pronunciations of RD's name for the humans' perspective.
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<3 The '<3' has been double! :D
Also, thanks. Now, if you need me, I'll be reading what's at that link :3.
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Edit: Or in this case, watching what's at the link, and I think my mind has been blown. The electron part caused my brain to explode multiple times, before imploding. If you'll excuse me, I need to get a lot of duct-tape and glue, although I doubt it'll help. I must admit, I learned a lot, and it's interesting how the electrons acted like 'waves' with the interference, and the whole 'paradox' of 'hitting one, while hitting the other; going through both, while going through neither' part.
Also, thanks again, I now have increased my knowledge of Quantum devices :D.
Brain.exe has finished rebooting.
Edit #2: Searched about 'Schrödinger's Cat and superpositions. I think you broke my brain.
I have never clicked the favorite button harder than I did just now.
You sir have most the most ingenious crossover ever.
CERN + Ponies FTW!
Finally addressed the names, eh? I was going to point out the irony of Fauna being an astrophysicist and Flora being a vet.
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Erwin Schrödinger
WANTED
DEAD AND ALIVE
This is delightfully geeky. Keep up the good work!
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Helium is relatively common in the universe, but it's mostly in the nuclear furnaces we call stars. It's a noble gas, so it doesn't chemically bind to anything on the ground or take part in any organic processes (Other than making your voice be high-pitched). It's also lighter than air, so if you release helium into the atmosphere, it'll fly straight off into space, making it a very limited substance. All in all, the Earth will eventually run out of Helium.
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Ah. That makes sense, then.
So yeah. needless to say, this is story is awesome, and you should feel awesome.
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Except that the language Rainbow speaks probably sounds nothing like English, and said 'pronounciation keys,' wouldn't mean shit in said language.
Also, Tobbzn, you should write faster. It'd mean so much to me :3
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Y U NO HAVE QUESTION MARK AT THE END OF YOUR RAGE MEME?
Since you seem to care quite a lot, why don't you point out any errors you notice, and I'll fix them? Win-win situation.
i am pretty sure this has just become first thing on my fav list... and probably the only thing 0.o
you must write moar! why are you still reading this? GO! DO IT!
oh and btw just found this in the box thing (expert scientific name)
good wook!
i can imagine how this would go...
one request however let her stay in our world and NOT return to her own... too many tears *cough* my little dashie *cough*
The story is cool, but I feel like it needs more Rainbow Dash.
Could use a little more Rainbow Dash. An excellent story. I love how RD isn't instantly speaking English. I also love all the science stuff. Only one thing left to say:
MOAR!!
Oh, I LOVE stories with first contacts and different perspectives, with clashing cultures and realizations and...oh, it's just so much fun for me!
Update soon, we're just getting to the good part: Communication!
I bet the only way she'll be able to communicate is by drawing and gestures. I'd love to read the moment when she draws Equus (teh planetzorz) and they draw Earth...
Also for the love of all things fan-fic, please have a battleships moment
This.
>the Cern Control Center
CERN a.deviantart.net/avatars/r/a/ragefaceplz.png
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850593 Dude, I saw that on Through the Wormhole with Morgan Freeman a few months ago and I truly had a "dafuq" moment. It was brain boggling, though I'm glad they didn't have Mr. Kaku there. As amazing as he is he would have pulled in some crazy math problem. When it comes to physics, I feel I learn it better by demonstration than seeing the problem first. Though I did just finish my Sophomore year in high school so that may be part of the problem. But I love the sciency bits in the story. Keep it up and, though it's belated, grats on the feature box.
OMG you are writing a fic that has science themes, meaningful interpersonal interaction, a believable and interesting premise, and PONIES!!! well just one pony BUT STILL!!! I LOVE IT! please more soon!
This is the best crossover ever. CERN and ponies...
I really like the way Rainbow Dash has trouble communicating, and that they're forced to just making assumptions about her species' traits.
I can't wait until they find she broke the speed of light. They don't even think she flies.
Fauna = Biggest bitch ever. She needs more pony in her life, and I'm guessing she will.
850286 Love the joke.
me enjoy glad for the lack of the scientific explanations thx for taking my advice (yes i know i didnt give u the idea its just a coincidence. just let me hav this)
Fun Fact:
Steve Hawking uses a slightly modified version of the famous speech synthesis voice Perfect Paul produced on, until recently, a DECtalk Express speech synthesis module.