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Manytales00 Wrote:I _still_ try to imagine what a steam powered pocket sized Cell-phone common (and cheap) enough to take to a theater would look like.

Probably something that operates much like a Mk 50 Torpedo: with a Rankine-cycle generator fueled by a lithium reaction.

blackaeronaut Wrote:Probably something that operates much like a Mk 50 Torpedo: with a Rankine-cycle generator fueled by a lithium reaction.

Reminded me of some evilness...
Black, what does a metal rod, a metal desk, a tennis ball, a sledgehammer, a Norelco razor, and a underwater sound transducer mean to you?
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Kurisu Wrote:Reminded me of some evilness...
Black, what does a metal rod, a metal desk, a tennis ball, a sledgehammer, a Norelco razor, and a underwater sound transducer mean to you?

Eh?  I'm not certain, but it sounds dubiously ominous.  (o_o

To us, it's what you see.

To CIC, it's a Mk 50 Torpedo. (Think about it)
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I'll keep that in mind if I ever want to screw around with the Sonar Techs and Operation Specialists one of these days.

If this is something that can be turned into a real practical joke, then the CO might just thank me for shaking things up a bit. Exactly how do you execute this feat?

but where's the torpex?
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky?
That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry-
NO QUARTER!!!
-- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children

Black, I was a Sonar Tech.

Please ping my e-mail to protect the guilty. (You know who you are)
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