C.h.r.o.n.s.

[chrispenycate]

A particle beam burns through a couple of walls and a ceiling, sizzling as it ionises the atmosphere in its passage, ant then sets of out to annoy communications satellites and distant galaxies and the like.

Through the thunderclap of the air moving back into the vacuum it's passage has left, a voice can be vaguely heard-

"Whoopee! That's what I call a cyclotron. Now I've got my personal nuclear reactor I can experiment seriously!"

A slightly singed chicken dashes for egg shellter somewhere else - anywhere else - in the Chrons.

[Harpo]

*inside the Pyramid, Harpo tests the new HARPO droid*

[TorrnT]

Soooooooo..... would i be right in saying any one that ventures in can set up his own lab?

[chrispenycate]

Originally Posted by TorrnT

Soooooooo..... would i be right in saying any one that ventures in can set up his own lab?

Still plenty of space.
And you can have a decent quantity of electricity again, now I'm independent.

[Harpo]

It's time for a proper test

*Puts the mysterious black thingy into the brain cavity of the HARPO droid, which has been toned by the nanobots to look exactly like the original me*

Now for a temporary transfer, if it fails then it's only for a few minutes anyway, nothing to worry about

*Lays down on a padded table, with electrodes attached to each temple and the 'third eye', and presses a button*

[Harpo]

*returns from the Tea Room, after the initial testing*

Seems to be ok, didn't alarm anyone, and made OR smile

*the HARPO android freezes, and on the table the original Harpo opens his eyes and removes the electrodes*


A successful test, methinks! Thanks boys!

*heads back to the Tea Room*

[TorrnT]

Excavation has started on an underground site, sorry for all the dust, I will give you a free tour when its complete

[Harpo]

*returns from the Tea Room and sets to work on the final stages of this new project*

Mouse! Huh!

[Harpo]

*Goes through the same process as before*

[chrispenycate]

Moves out of huge, would be echoing if it weren't so full of high power gear, hall and sets up a tiny side room for building test instruments.

Comparitive idiometer seems a good start, what else do I need to measure? The groan factor on puns? (an Ursammeter) Perhaps a chutnometer?

[Ice fyre]

In a dark lab in the lower reaches a hideously deformed Ice fyre works on a setting for the spare fabricator.

His tenticle slips and brushes past a computer bank. Which lights up. Displaying a scene from the under chrons, below even hell. Dark things seem to be lurking even more hideous than he. Absorbed he doent notice a few of the things looking with interest out of the screen.

One <burble slurp>

Two <Slap burble, urble flop>

Anther tenacle moves around

[Grimward]

*Floats in, luminosity and temperature well above norms, as this apparently isn't one of the safer sections of the Chrons. Evaluation as to whether this is a good place for the pocket universe relocated from TR Mark IV begins.*

[HoopyFrood]

*Appears in the laboratory*

*Case, what's left of it, unfolds. Real Dalek slithers out and hits the floor*

*With effort, begins laying out her parts on the floor around the main body*

*Picks out some tools and begins laboriously fixing her case*

[Ursa major]

* The sound of sniggering can be heard beneath the labs. *

[Harpo]

(note to self - get a cat, we have sniggering mice)