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Post by Kevala Katashi on Apr 30, 2012 21:27:43 GMT -6
Participants: Michael Cypren and Cynara Kamber
Position: Lead Editor
Type of Challenge: Nerd Off
Place: Library
Michael Cypren's Stats
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 9
Constitution: 15
Intelligence: 18
Wisdom: 15
Charisma: 1
Cynara Kamber's Stats
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Constitution: 20
Intelligence: 2
Wisdom: 2
Charisma: 16
Challenge begins 4/30/2012!
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Well this was going to be different. She had heard of people fighting it out for the pillar titles, had been a part of that many times back in her day, but this, well this was a bit different. Apparently the biggest nerd was going to win. Which, for the record, made Kevala actually have to put thought into what the hell she was going to have them do in order to prove who was the bigger nerd.
So, she had set up a little test of nerdism in the library today. In one section, there was a table, with two chairs, each facing the other. On it, a simple little card that read "debate table".
A little ways off, there was another table, again with two chairs. Only this time there was a tv placed in front of it along with a PS3 and two controllers.
Beyond that, there was a long table, no chairs, with a chemistry set laid out atop it. Pretty much anything a budding chemist would need and a cart filled with various chemicals that they could make use of.
And finally, the last leg of the competition, was quite simply a mystery. She would not be telling them what it was until they got that far. Honestly, she was at a loss here but hey, whatever...it might be entertaining.
Sitting atop the librarian's desk, she was dressed in her usual jeans and tank top, her hair spilling down around her as she looked over the two contestants in this little game show. Perched atop her head, the glasses that would be given to the winner to signify that they were indeed the newest Pillar to be added to what would no doubt be a long list in the years to come. "As you can see, I have laid out four areas for you two to nerd it out in. The first three are random and you may choose which you wish to start at. Only when you have completed all three may you move on to the last and final challenge, which I will not be informing you as to what it is until that time comes."
She would point to the first table. "Section one is a debate table. There is a coin laid out in the center of the table. You will flip it and call heads or tails. The winner picks the topic to debate upon. You have forty five minutes or until you win your argument. So choose carefully." ( I will literally flip a coin to see who goes first once we reach that point. )
"Section two is a video game contest. You have three games to choose from. Dark Souls, Battlefield 3, and Skryim. I don't expect you to beat the game, I don't have that much patience. First person to die 3 times looses." She would shoot herself in the head before she sat through the entire game for this one.
"Section three. Chemistry challenge. Make me something. I work as the head of a chemicals manufacturing corporation so trust me when I say that it better be good." She then fell silent, eyes going to both of them before she would shoo them away with her hand. "Go on now, I don't have all day."
"Gods please don't let this be too boring!"
Can we just die now and be done with it.
"I don't know....during the video game thing, things could get heated. Remember Mischa when she got mad at the game?"
Oh yes. Well, we will see.
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 1, 2012 2:24:28 GMT -6
Michael was a bit slow to getting to the library, he'd been given call that his pillar title challenge would be positioned there and seeing as the school was new he threw his hat into the bowel expecting not to be picked or not to be mentioned but apparently he'd been drawn and led to his goal. A hitch in his breath and an uneasy skip to his steps the boy would part the front door stumbling over in the fray catching a glance of Mrs. Katashi. Jaw dropping gorgeous the woman was he'd be shaking the entirity of the time she gave the rules enough so that all other parties were veiled in his peripherals.
Michael would motion slowly over towards the nearest table being the debate table, listed number one, he'd eye the coin casually before looking up to his opponent.
"I ugh, wanna flip?" He would suggest awkwardly before giving a little thumbs up and mention it, "Tails, never fails."
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Post by Cynara Kamber on May 1, 2012 3:16:16 GMT -6
Cynara really hadn't planned on being picked to go through with this, it had just seemed like a really good thing to try and shoot for. Not so much because she thought she had a chance, but because just applying for it would show that she had initiative and perhaps make her parents lay off her a bit about being more proactive in school and what not.
But wouldn't you know, she of course got called to step up and take on the challenge, making her rather nervous as she made her way through the halls. She wasn't sure what to expect and honestly, the only thing she could be thankful for was that from what she understood, it wasn't going to be an actual physical fight. She really didn't like violence of that nature, so she was pretty sure that if it had come down to that she would have just been forced to decline the offer and walk away. She really didn't want to fight anyone. It just seemed so, mean. But then, when you were the one on the receiving end of being pushed and shoved around most of the time, you tended not to like such situations.
Either way, she would enter the library, a little blush forming on her cheeks the instant she spotted who it was she was going to be facing off against. Oh great, now she was going to get to make herself look like even more the dork in front of him. A little inward sigh as she advanced forward and would stand beside Michael so that she could look at Mrs. Badoer and listen intently to the rules as they were explained.
Then, when all was said and done, she would follow along toward the first table, the debate table. A nervous bite applied to her lower lip as she glanced from the coin to him and then back again. Softly, she would giggle at his words, one hand coming up to push her glasses back up onto her nose as she fidgeted with the hem of her Invader Zim t-shirt. The hat she wore today, set to match the shirt...being a green Gir ski cap, complete with the little ears. "S..Sure...heads for me then..." She smiled once more and would reach down, picking up the coin and looking at it a bit nervously before flipping it.....(Admin flips coin: Tails wins )
"Heh, guess you were right...S...So you pick huh?" Sliding into her chair as she continued to fidget with the coin between her little fingers, those silvery blue eyes glancing from it to Michael and back again as she waited.
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 1, 2012 20:15:31 GMT -6
Oh man, the pressure was on and now that the biggest nerd competition would begin he was stuck with the choice of the debate circumstances. Immediate terror flushed through him, the boy was never very good with dealing on stage sort of things, nor convincing other people exactly what was up or his sides of things it was all just a big mushy, messed up sort of blurb of information that just sort of raced across his mind.
"STAR WARS vs. STAR TREKK!"
He'd shout it out instantly feeling instantly complacent the second he did. It was a moment of panic that forced him to shout the response out as fast as he could having no real defense plotted out for his point of view but he'd run this routine a thousand times before without the pressure beneath him, that was the most difficult part.
"Star Wars, is better than Star Trekk simply because of the grand fan base its ammassed while staying in the public light for over a decade. The furthest extent of its influence spanning from video games, literature, and even technology today is all attempts to reproduce this alternate universe's ideals. It also acted as a mirror effect to historical events in time IE, the Nazis being the Empire."
He'd snort a little bit at the end feeling ideal about his response. Damn straight he knew his stuff.
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Post by Cynara Kamber on May 1, 2012 21:46:33 GMT -6
She would give a little yelp as he shouted out the topic at her, jumping back a bit and then looking at him with a tiny bit of confusion on her face. Not because she didn't know what they were talking about, but because of the fact that he had felt the need to yell it at her.
Falling silent, she would let him get his side of the debate out, nodding along and agreeing with pretty much every damn thing he said. Then, when it was her turn, she would give a little snort to mock his own and roll her eyes, her arms folding over her chest as she leaned back into her seat. "I don't exactly see how this debate is fair considering very few people on this planet would ever assume that Star Trek was better than Star Wars. Though to be fair they both do have their rather large fan base, but if you look at it realistically, Star Wars is by far the better of the two, not simply for the reasons that you stated but also because the ideals proposed in the series are preposterous even by today's science fictions standards. Sure, that is the point, it is supposed to be science fiction, but the simple fact of the matter is that they create obscure and unique technologies bound by a certain set of rules, and then turned around and broke those very rules themselves time and time again. At least when Star Wars started out, we, as the audience were informed that it began in a galaxy far, far away and so our notions of life as we see it were not bound to what we watched on the screen. It was an amazing series, captivating to many people and probably why the continue to watch it religiously and continue to dress up in costumes at conventions to mimic their favorite characters, but Star Wars created a situation in which it placed itself int a classification all its own. No other movie series could ever even come close to comparing, and though there are similarities between the two, the differences are far too great to ignore. Not to mention, you would think with all the advances in technology that Star Trek boasted about, that they would have had the presence of mind to install seat belts in the Enterprise."
She shrugged. She wasn't going to try and debate that Star Trek was the better of the two, that would have just been blasphemy in her mind. Not to mention, it would have shamed every nerd she had ever had a Star Wars discussion with in the past. "So because you cheated, I concede to you the win, because I would rather lose than shame my fellow nerds by trying to pull together enough reasons to even offer a viable debate on the matter." She nodded, a little smile thrown in at the end. She was serious through the entire little speech, but soon as it was over she was back to her usual, perky, happy self. She didn't really mind losing, especially not when it came to this.
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 2, 2012 17:36:39 GMT -6
He won? HE WON! Woooo. Michael would victoriously thrust his palm up into the air powerfully with a clutching palm/fist of winningness. Sure that might not make sense to a normal person but to him it meant round one was in the bag. Now he just needed two more to finish the game. It was like an uneven battle of mortal combat playing out and he was sub-zero ready to freeze her advances and win him the game.
"WOOT!"
Michael would run in a circle with his arms in the air making his way over to the second table now thoroughly pumped for this round. Video game section. While he wasn't familiar with any of these titles and him being more of a D&D table top nerd this was going to be hard but he had moral boost +5 cha!
Pounding on his chest the boy would exclaim, "Skyrim!" His hands situating around the controller and running into the game first hand. *Run run run run.*
"FUS-RO-DAHHHHH!!!!"
There we go, he got far enough to beat the first dragon....and then died to some mountain trolls that now decidedly would t-bag his body.
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Post by Cynara Kamber on May 3, 2012 19:09:39 GMT -6
She would giggle at the way he got so excited over winning, a little snort added to her laughter though she quickly brought her hand up to cover her mouth to try and stifle back any other such sounds. She didn't want to come across as a total loser, even though that wasn't entirely hard for her given the way she looked and all. But either way, she moved on to the second table with him, and would watch as he picked the game.
A little mutter under her breath given, though she smiled just the same. She wasn't very good at these style of games, but she would try her best. Watching as he started off, making it only so far before he was killed. Another small little laugh escaping her and a glance cast in his direction.
It was a one player game, so he would have to die two more times before it was her turn. The one who made it the furthest would be the winner. Though she wasn't even sure she could make it out of the fist level type area thing without dying...So, she made extra sure to pay attention to every move that he made and to make note of which ones she shouldn't do. This challenge was proving to be much harder than she thought it would be, but then, this was far better than fighting it out. "By the way, I think you are really cute."
What? It was a challenge right? The best nerd won? But that didn't mean she couldn't try distraction techniques to try and get the upper hand. Besides, it wasn't a lie. He was in fact super cute, at least in her mind....the bright red blush on her cheeks showing that she thought this to be the case as she smiled and ducked her head away and to the side.
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 7, 2012 1:46:48 GMT -6
"By the way, I think you are really cute."
It'd float from one ear to the other as it were Michael was in his zone he was undistractable in this moment unless of course you obstructed his vision in which case she'd totally be breaking the rules and cheating. *nod nod*
However he'd given up on going north because those giants were honestly scary as fuck to fight and would find himself innocently wandering through cherry-pie forest which seemed innocent enough a name until a gang of woodland elves and faries beat him to death... twice.
"Ugh... I think that I lagged..."
His offhand giving Cynara the controller still hesitant to release it one account of the fact that lag killed.
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Post by Cynara Kamber on May 8, 2012 1:18:44 GMT -6
He had died two more times, which meant it was her turn. Not that she figured she would do any better, she sucked at games like this, hence why she never played them. Sure, she had heard of this one, but for the most part, she had not paid it any mind. Most of her online friends had been hooked on it for awhile, though there were other games online that apparently held more appeal, ones she really didn't understand either. ( Hehe ) But either way she would take the controller once it was handed off to her, a little glance cast toward him over the whole lag thing.
"Or you are just a sore loser..." She giggled slightly. Not by any means being harsh or spiteful with her words, just a little bit of gentle teasing, nothing more. Taking her turn, it would take her all of five seconds to die the first time. A little grumble passing her lips as she scootched forward in her chair slightly, as to get a better view, and pushed her glasses back into place on her nose.
Nope, she was going to have to get serious here or else she was totally going to lose, she knew that for sure.
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 8, 2012 14:34:36 GMT -6
Michael would protest by sitting back with a heavy huff, frowning and crossing his arms and not giving her the benefit of the doubt. Sure he was a sore loser but that made him out to be a loser and he couldn't afford looking worse than he already did in the regular school occasions as it were. However he'd sit back and wait albeit a bit impatient as she moved around and transgressed this new world. Given the fact that he was new to it too the boy didn't have a mastry of the playground before them but having spent a good few hours on his own game he knew a few tricks and was trying to resign from hovering over her shoulders though unconsciounably he'd do so eyeing particular paths and items, nudging and pointing to particular people and the like. IT was a gamer thing.
You're doing it too slow...hang on lemme at it!
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Post by Cynara Kamber on May 9, 2012 14:39:20 GMT -6
So, she managed to make it just a little bit further, before she ended up dying....again. A little growl escaping her as she bit down onto her lower lip and then turned her attention to him for a moment. She knew that look, he was anxious to take the controls and show her how to do it. Well tough cookies!
Those eyes turning back toward the screen, she would continue to play, this time doing a bit better than she had the last go, though when she died, she had not quite made it as far as he had....A little sigh escaping her as she allowed her lower lip to jut out just slightly. This, was bad.....She had already lost two challenges and that was not a good thing. If she didn't pull it together in the next round, she was totally going to lose the whole thing.
Not that it was very surprising to her. She had not really even planned on getting picked to compete for this title, so naturally the thought of actually winning it had seemed so far fetched. Yet, she could not help but think that it would be a little cool to kick his butt in something. "Alright...Chemistry...I am totally going to whip your butt in that one." Yay for paying attention during chem class.
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 10, 2012 18:32:33 GMT -6
Two in the bag and just another one to win the game though he figured if he lost the next two what the tie breaker might end up being. Despite curiosity he wasn't exactly bound to be willing to sacrifice such a risky endeavor.
"Uh-Huh, I recall you copying me in biology"
A sarcastic snip back with a little lasting conifidence before realizing that he was responding a bit more aggressively than was him. A cringing flail back in return and a sigh lightly before focusing up on the challenge ahead.
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Post by Cynara Kamber on May 11, 2012 22:50:37 GMT -6
His words seemed to be a bit snippy and she would quickly duck her head and even take a step back. She didn't know what she had done wrong, but she supposed that being silent was the best option from here on out.
Moving over to the chemistry set, she would grab up all the needed safety equipment, putting the goggles on her face and pulling her hair back all the more, a set of gloves pulled on as well. Looking around at the various chemicals that were offered to them, she would try and piece together what she could use to come up with something really interesting that wouldn't totally fail her this round. It wasn't easy, because she was scared she would go with something way too simple and end up seeming like she was just as much a loser as people thought her to be.
Yet in the end, the best she could come up with was what her teacher had called The Mercury Beating Heart Experiment......
Grabbing up a petri dish, she would move to the cart, finding a small vial of mercury and then taking a pipette and using it to place a small blob of the mercury onto the dish. From there, she would then take another bottle labeled "Sulfuric Acid" and pour just enough into the dish to cover the mercury. A little sigh escaping her before capping that, moving off to the side and grabbing yet another bottle, this one "Potassium Dichlorate". Surveying what she had thus far, she would draw in a deep breath and then glance around the room and the table itself, trying to find something that had iron in it, be it a nail or a piece of wire or something.
Only once she had found the piece of iron, which had come in the form of a nail she had spotted laying on the bottom of the cart, would she glance up toward Mrs. Badoer. "U...Umm...Mrs. Badoer? Could you come here please? T..This will only work for about twenty seconds."
She would then wait, and if the woman came over, she would move to hold the nail close to the drop of mercury, yet not touching it...and just like that, it began to throb and "beat" just like a human heart would, yet as promised, it would only last for about 20 seconds before it ceased. Though...she really hoped that it had worked to be enough...If not, well then she would lose and all she could really say, was that she had tried her best.
OOC: Actual experiment I learned in school....but for reference sake here is a link to prove its possible. Mercury Beating Heart...
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Post by Michael Cypren on May 12, 2012 14:07:51 GMT -6
To be fair Michael had no idea how to top that, he'd stretch his mind for cool things to beat her with but that was quite possibly the coolest thing he'd seen in like ages.
"Cooooooooooollll.."
His words drawn out in a childish expression of wonder before turning back to his own table still plotting what he could do. Being that childish sort of personality he went for what was easy but still cool and nowhere near as wicked at the Mercury beating heart. Instead his plot was to make a volcano. Yup back to preschool here we go.
He'd strap on the gloves and goggles before making a pile of ammonium dichromate on a tray of sand. Then shift a gas burner to heat the tip of the pile until the reaction dampened the tip of the cone with flammable liquid and then proceded to light it.
The reaction would look a little like this, while the process was so very much like this.
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Post by Kevala Katashi on May 13, 2012 2:44:21 GMT -6
Due to IRL issues, and things that I cannot really control. I am no longer able to continue with this thread. So Cynara forfeits the fight to Michael.
Therefore, the Lead Editor position goes to Michael Cypren and the two week grace period begins as of 5/13/2012 and ends on 5/27/2012. Anyone who wishes to challenge this position may PM requests to a member of staff once the grace period has ended, and they will set up the thread.
Thread is now locked.
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