Post by Christopher Bertrand on Oct 8, 2007 21:58:55 GMT
((Intended as an attempt at a one-shot with Chris, so I could get a bit better feel for him, but it’s open if anyone wants))
”The fundamentally dysfunctional element within your program happens to be, in all actuality, the principal element of it- the simulation’s engine. You cannot simply insert any kind of simulation into any of the five engines I have introduced to you throughout the course of this year. It is, in fact, the main reason why I have introduced five different engines rather than just one- diversity. Some function well for the simulations you wish to run, some do not, and one is best. When you ran the simulation on your home machine, I am certain that you did not notice the minuscule oddities that appear here, here, and here,” he does not lose any of his momentum as the screen facing the boy zooms in on these “minuscule oddities”, and make them so apparent that it seems he is shoving them into the boy’s face, ” or even if you did, you thought they would go by as imperceptible. However, for this very small error on your account, quite a few jobs might have become lost, for this simulation is actually not even approximately near the actual one. Allow me to display to you what it appears to be when you run it through the correct engine, a judgment that I trusted you would be capable of conducting on your own accord.” he pauses now, and waits as the machine unloads what the student has brought in, and displays the “correct” version of the simulation. ”Notice how, at this point right here, the central area moves in a far greater arc, and at a far greater speed, than what the initial engine showed. If you were to turn this project in, and if the organization to which you would have turned it in was so foolish as not to have a team of experts examine it, although I believe that they would take quite a bit longer to determine the error, the first group of people to go on this ride would most likely get hurt at that velocity, if the construction endured it in the first place. And it would all have happened merely because of your error in finding a projection. Naturally, I am fully aware of the many factors that need to be hit in order to have this kind of scenario develop, but as I understand it, it is the way of choice when it comes to explaining the importance of something to youth such as yourself.”
He finishes his speech and looks at the boy, who bears an utterly bewildered grimace on his face. Christopher sighs, holding his hand up to his temple to ward off the headache that is threatening to come over him for the sheer irritation of people constantly not comprehending him. ”Did you manage to follow through at least in the smallest amounts? I hope, at least, that the main idea was processed correctly?” he says, but the face keeps assuring him that he has possibly managed to actually kill a number of the boy’s brain cells by overloading them.
”Allow me to put this in simple terms then: You fail.” he says tiredly and finally comprehension appears on the boy’s face, only to be quickly substituted by a look of dismay. He takes his CD out from the CPU and walks out, sulking and muttering insults, probably off to rant on the cruel professor to his friends.
Was that all the grading scheduled for today?[/color] he sends the message mentally to the program, even though he is fully aware, and glad, of the answer. Yes, Christopher, it was. comes the reply, and he allows himself a small internal smile. Sure, it was egotistic to create a program with the capability of replying to questions already set in it in a voice that mimics his own and says his name, but it still makes him feel a little bit better at the end of the day. He turns the computer off and leaves the room, and the building as well, so that he could light a cigarette.
With the first exhale of smoke also comes the slightest of traces of a smile, actually visible on his face. He has been improving a bit in his social skills, if only at having spontaneous reactions happen on his face. Or at least start to. Still, it is an improvement from what he was earlier.
”The fundamentally dysfunctional element within your program happens to be, in all actuality, the principal element of it- the simulation’s engine. You cannot simply insert any kind of simulation into any of the five engines I have introduced to you throughout the course of this year. It is, in fact, the main reason why I have introduced five different engines rather than just one- diversity. Some function well for the simulations you wish to run, some do not, and one is best. When you ran the simulation on your home machine, I am certain that you did not notice the minuscule oddities that appear here, here, and here,” he does not lose any of his momentum as the screen facing the boy zooms in on these “minuscule oddities”, and make them so apparent that it seems he is shoving them into the boy’s face, ” or even if you did, you thought they would go by as imperceptible. However, for this very small error on your account, quite a few jobs might have become lost, for this simulation is actually not even approximately near the actual one. Allow me to display to you what it appears to be when you run it through the correct engine, a judgment that I trusted you would be capable of conducting on your own accord.” he pauses now, and waits as the machine unloads what the student has brought in, and displays the “correct” version of the simulation. ”Notice how, at this point right here, the central area moves in a far greater arc, and at a far greater speed, than what the initial engine showed. If you were to turn this project in, and if the organization to which you would have turned it in was so foolish as not to have a team of experts examine it, although I believe that they would take quite a bit longer to determine the error, the first group of people to go on this ride would most likely get hurt at that velocity, if the construction endured it in the first place. And it would all have happened merely because of your error in finding a projection. Naturally, I am fully aware of the many factors that need to be hit in order to have this kind of scenario develop, but as I understand it, it is the way of choice when it comes to explaining the importance of something to youth such as yourself.”
He finishes his speech and looks at the boy, who bears an utterly bewildered grimace on his face. Christopher sighs, holding his hand up to his temple to ward off the headache that is threatening to come over him for the sheer irritation of people constantly not comprehending him. ”Did you manage to follow through at least in the smallest amounts? I hope, at least, that the main idea was processed correctly?” he says, but the face keeps assuring him that he has possibly managed to actually kill a number of the boy’s brain cells by overloading them.
”Allow me to put this in simple terms then: You fail.” he says tiredly and finally comprehension appears on the boy’s face, only to be quickly substituted by a look of dismay. He takes his CD out from the CPU and walks out, sulking and muttering insults, probably off to rant on the cruel professor to his friends.
Was that all the grading scheduled for today?[/color] he sends the message mentally to the program, even though he is fully aware, and glad, of the answer. Yes, Christopher, it was. comes the reply, and he allows himself a small internal smile. Sure, it was egotistic to create a program with the capability of replying to questions already set in it in a voice that mimics his own and says his name, but it still makes him feel a little bit better at the end of the day. He turns the computer off and leaves the room, and the building as well, so that he could light a cigarette.
With the first exhale of smoke also comes the slightest of traces of a smile, actually visible on his face. He has been improving a bit in his social skills, if only at having spontaneous reactions happen on his face. Or at least start to. Still, it is an improvement from what he was earlier.
