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fandomhigh2012-10-01 05:52 am
fewer_explosions) wrote in fandomhigh2012-10-01 05:52 am
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SCIENCE!, Monday
Another Monday, another Science Club meeting, and this time the leaders had thoughtfully set out an array of snacks and caffeinated beverages to compensate for anyone who might still be dealing with lingering trauma from the weekend.
Not that Topher, at least, would know anything about that, because no one ever visited him. Sigh. "Hey, guys," he said, waving half-heartedly. "There's food and cotton swabs and stuff over there;this you're gonna want to grab some. Well. Definitely the cotton swabs, anyway. You can pass on the food if you're weird or something."
Not that there were any other reasons besides weirdness that someone might not want to eat. Just that one thing.
"So, since there were parents and robot grandparents and whathaveyou this weekend, we're gonna go ahead and do genetics today," Topher continued. "So that's what the cotton swabs are for." Then it occurred to him that not everyone might be from a universe where they were equipped to make the logical leap here, so he added, "You swab your cheek. That's important. Not something else."
Evan was not going to ask what something else Topher might have in mind, here. His general train of thought after a few weeks of doing this club with Topher, at this point, was that he didn't want to know.
"We're going to keep this stuff pretty simple," Evan said, offering the group a smile. "No... like... cloning or stem cell research or anything in here today. But once you get your swabs, you can feel free to run it through the lab equipment, check it through the microscopes, and see if maybe you can isolate the gene that makes a person's hair a certain color. Or we can pass things around and see how human DNA differs from mutant, and how mutant differs from asari." A beat. "But only if the people whose DNA you're looking at give you permission. Poking at other people's genetic code without permission is kind of tacky."
Evan had no idea.
"Even if it's a dude with wings," Topher interjected. "Apparently."
He was still bitter.
"I do not believe the rules of consent vary much depending on which appendage someone has grown," Liara said brightly. "But I have not spent any particular time with human law books." Because that sounded a little boring. "I have provided some research material that you may use to compare your findings with."
Beat.
"Have fun."
Not that Topher, at least, would know anything about that, because no one ever visited him. Sigh. "Hey, guys," he said, waving half-heartedly. "There's food and cotton swabs and stuff over there;this you're gonna want to grab some. Well. Definitely the cotton swabs, anyway. You can pass on the food if you're weird or something."
Not that there were any other reasons besides weirdness that someone might not want to eat. Just that one thing.
"So, since there were parents and robot grandparents and whathaveyou this weekend, we're gonna go ahead and do genetics today," Topher continued. "So that's what the cotton swabs are for." Then it occurred to him that not everyone might be from a universe where they were equipped to make the logical leap here, so he added, "You swab your cheek. That's important. Not something else."
Evan was not going to ask what something else Topher might have in mind, here. His general train of thought after a few weeks of doing this club with Topher, at this point, was that he didn't want to know.
"We're going to keep this stuff pretty simple," Evan said, offering the group a smile. "No... like... cloning or stem cell research or anything in here today. But once you get your swabs, you can feel free to run it through the lab equipment, check it through the microscopes, and see if maybe you can isolate the gene that makes a person's hair a certain color. Or we can pass things around and see how human DNA differs from mutant, and how mutant differs from asari." A beat. "But only if the people whose DNA you're looking at give you permission. Poking at other people's genetic code without permission is kind of tacky."
Evan had no idea.
"Even if it's a dude with wings," Topher interjected. "Apparently."
He was still bitter.
"I do not believe the rules of consent vary much depending on which appendage someone has grown," Liara said brightly. "But I have not spent any particular time with human law books." Because that sounded a little boring. "I have provided some research material that you may use to compare your findings with."
Beat.
"Have fun."
Arrive & Mingle!
Re: Arrive & Mingle!
He was feeling pretty good about that.
Re: Arrive & Mingle!
Activity!
Compare Your Findings!
Moddable Lab
Talk to the Leaders!
Re: Talk to the Leaders!
Probably best to make sure that doesn't wind up in any lab off-island...
Re: Talk to the Leaders!
He had a cotton swab of mutant DNA, and, liking to come prepared for things like this, he'd also snagged a swab from the inside of his puppy's mouth, too.
... That had been quite the experience, really, but he'd persevered, darn it. And Ozzy's DNA was totally for sharing.
Re: Talk to the Leaders!
His life was pretty hard.
Talk to GLaDOS!
OOC
Re: OOC
Re: OOC