Jyabura might not understand the concept of inertia, but he understood that last part. His jaw dropped, and he made a kind of wheezing noise of terror. Even the more rational of them were somewhat unsettled by Blueno's statement.
"What the hell, man?" Jyabura finally said. "Open that fucking door right now, I'll take my chances with the battleships!"
"Is it safe here?" Kaku asked, looking around nervously, as if counting to make sure nobody had gone missing.
"Mooooooooother!" Kumadori pleaded to the heavens, "Prooooootect meeeeeee!"
Blueno held up a hand to appeal for calm. "Don't worry, we're perfectly safe as long as we continue looking at each other. It relates to Doctor Vegapunk's famous Cat thought experiment--"
"Oh, I know that one," Jyabura interrupted, now significantly calmer.
The others turned to look at him again. "You know of the Vegapunk's Cat thought experiment," Kalifa said disbelievingly.
"Of course I do," Jyabura said. "That's the one where they stick a cat in a box, and then gas it, right? Now that's what I call science!"
"That's close enough," Blueno said while the others rolled their eyes. "In any event, the conclusion of the thought experiment was that until the lid of the box was opened, the cat was dead and alive at the same time, and it was the act of observing the cat collapsed one of the possibilities and made it one or the other. A similar principle applies here: as long as you are being observed, the observer is confirming your existence, and you are in no danger of vanishing. It is only objects and creatures that are unobserved that are at risk."
"I see," Kalifa said. "So we should just sit in this circle, and continue looking at each other until it's safe to leave, there should be no problem."
"Correct."
"Well, that's not so hard," Kaku said.
They sat in silence for perhaps twenty seconds, and then Kalifa got up from where she was seated, and began kicking Jyabura in the face.
"Ow, ow, fuck! Get off me, you crazy broad! What the hell did I do?"
"Sexual harassment," she said simply.
"What," he asked as he tried to fend her off, "do you want them to vanish? Ow, ow, fuck, stop it!"
AND PART TWO
Jyabura might not understand the concept of inertia, but he understood that last part. His jaw dropped, and he made a kind of wheezing noise of terror. Even the more rational of them were somewhat unsettled by Blueno's statement.
"What the hell, man?" Jyabura finally said. "Open that fucking door right now, I'll take my chances with the battleships!"
"Is it safe here?" Kaku asked, looking around nervously, as if counting to make sure nobody had gone missing.
"Mooooooooother!" Kumadori pleaded to the heavens, "Prooooootect meeeeeee!"
Blueno held up a hand to appeal for calm. "Don't worry, we're perfectly safe as long as we continue looking at each other. It relates to Doctor Vegapunk's famous Cat thought experiment--"
"Oh, I know that one," Jyabura interrupted, now significantly calmer.
The others turned to look at him again. "You know of the Vegapunk's Cat thought experiment," Kalifa said disbelievingly.
"Of course I do," Jyabura said. "That's the one where they stick a cat in a box, and then gas it, right? Now that's what I call science!"
"That's close enough," Blueno said while the others rolled their eyes. "In any event, the conclusion of the thought experiment was that until the lid of the box was opened, the cat was dead and alive at the same time, and it was the act of observing the cat collapsed one of the possibilities and made it one or the other. A similar principle applies here: as long as you are being observed, the observer is confirming your existence, and you are in no danger of vanishing. It is only objects and creatures that are unobserved that are at risk."
"I see," Kalifa said. "So we should just sit in this circle, and continue looking at each other until it's safe to leave, there should be no problem."
"Correct."
"Well, that's not so hard," Kaku said.
They sat in silence for perhaps twenty seconds, and then Kalifa got up from where she was seated, and began kicking Jyabura in the face.
"Ow, ow, fuck! Get off me, you crazy broad! What the hell did I do?"
"Sexual harassment," she said simply.
"What," he asked as he tried to fend her off, "do you want them to vanish? Ow, ow, fuck, stop it!"