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<blockquote data-quote="Dr Midnight" data-source="post: 2818515" data-attributes="member: 69"><p>The bus emptied onto the steps, and the field trip began in earnest. The first exhibit was indeed The Evolution of Man. Next was Magnetism and the Human Mind, followed by Why Fossil Fuel? Each exhibit was duller than the next, until 11:00, when they stepped into an exhibit everyone seemed to have some interest in. </p><p></p><p>The Science of the Superhuman was a lavish exhibit detailing how a number of superhuman powers work, and examples of how some heroes achieved their powers. The students walked into the exhibit, past a podium reading </p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">~funded by Charles Xavier~</p> <p style="text-align: center"><em>In hopes of spreading understanding in the face of the unfamiliar</em></p><p></p><p>The first stop in the exhibit was a plaster statue of Captain America. A recorded voice piped up from hidden speakers as the group positioned themselves. “Captain America was an early volunteer in one of the US’s most popular scientific holy grail searches: the creation of the super-soldier. As an outstanding example of how science can create a superhuman, he volunteered to be transformed into the marvel we know him as today when he was still an anonymous citizen of the country he loved. There have been many failed examples of super-soldiers since, but Cap remains to show us that there’s no reason to quit trying.”</p><p></p><p>The group moved on to a cheerless statue of a dimly-lit, angry green monster. “The ‘Incredible Hulk’ is a more tragic example of what happens when science creates a superhuman. Radiologist Bruce Banner was bombarded with gamma radiation when he ran out onto a testing field. For reasons yet unknown to scientists, he was turned into a raging monster whenever Banner becomes angered. A cure for his unfortunate condition is still being sought.”</p><p></p><p>The next statue was a generic human form, with a series of chromosomes and symbols painted onto the chest. “Mutants are a hot topic in today’s newspapers, but despite what you may have heard, mutants are no more than genetic anomalies. Theory suggests that the human genome has begun to take several gigantic leaps forward with randomly born humans, giving them powers unlike anyone around them, making them unique… making them mutants.”</p><p></p><p>“Frickin’ museum’s full of mutie-lovers,” Jeremy muttered as they moved on to the next statue. </p><p></p><p>“Thor claims to be the actual god of classic Norse mythology. This remains unconfirmed, but no one can doubt that his ‘Uru hammer’, Mjolnir, gives him unbelievable powers and abilities. The science of Thor is one of our greatest mysteries: if he’s really a god, then what does that mean for what we know of science? If science and magic truly coexist in our reality, what can we really claim to know as scientists?”</p><p></p><p>The next portion of the exhibit was a series of four statues- one of a flaming man, one of a rock-man, one of a man with graying temples and elongated arms and legs, and one of a woman, formed from transparent glass. “The Fantastic Four are intrepid adventurers that frequently pit themselves against the likes of Dr. Doom and Galactus, but did you know that they were once scientists? Reed Richards and his crew were bombarded by cosmic radiation while on an exploratory mission at the fringe of earth’s orbit. They each developed their own remarkable yet unique powers. Richards has done countless studies on their powers and has made several discoveries, but what continues to puzzle him is this: how did four people, struck by the same circumstance, develop four very different kinds of abilities?”</p><p></p><p>The tour came to an end with a mural of a number of the more heroic heroes of the world, painted in elegant watercolors. “In closing, know that we only know so much about superheroes. Some are willing to come forward and make themselves available to science. Others are more secretive, keeping to the shadows and fighting for good or ill well away from the public eye. Rest assured of one thing- the nation’s top scientists will continue to toil to discover just what creates superheroes, and what can be done to reverse or provoke these conditions in the future. Imagine a world without a Magneto, a world where you can fly wherever you want, or a world wherein every police officer has a ‘danger sense.’ There are no limits for how high we can fly once science unlocks the key… to the superhuman.”</p><p></p><p>The group seemed satisfied, and left the exhibit having animated discussions of just what powers this person wanted, or what that person would fight for if he had powers. Nothing appeals to the escapist teenage mind, Mr. Gola thought, quite like the idea of super powers and what one would do with them. “Come on, it’s time for the lightning rod experiment,” he said. </p><p></p><p>“He said ‘rod,’” JJ chortled.</p><p></p><p>“When’s lunch?” Dick Jacques moaned. He was a huge, pudge-cheeked oaf, and it seemed lunch was all he ever cared about.</p><p></p><p>“12:15 sharp,” Gola replied. </p><p></p><p>“Soon enough, I guess. Let’s get this over with.”</p><p></p><p>The students filed into the main exhibit hall, an enormous auditorium with stadium seating surrounding a platform. A telescoping lightning rod was centered on the platform, pointing upwards to a skylight. The storm rumbled overhead and the sky seemed almost black with roiling clouds. Everyone took their seat and an excited-looking scientist began discussing the effects of lightning upon science through history, and what benefits could be wrung from capturing lightning’s energy in the future. </p><p></p><p>The skylight above cracked into six segments and began withdrawing into the ceiling, opening a hole for the rod, which began its telescopic climb into the stormy sky. The pole rose about fifty feet above ceiling level. “Now,” the scientist said, “we only needed to watch and wait for the fireworks to begin. “</p><p></p><p>The auditorium was silent, all heads craned upward. Three minutes passed. Someone coughed. Two more minutes passed. People began to shift uncomfortably and rub their aching necks. The scientist began wringing his hands. “Lightning can’t be predicted, really, in the strictest sense… perhaps a few more moments will tell.”</p><p></p><p>The grueling exhibit went on until JJ looked at his watch. “12:16. Lunchtime.” He and his friends got up. </p><p></p><p>Mr. Gola nodded sadly. “Looks like this one didn’t pan out. Let’s go to lunch, people.” The students began filing out. The other museumgoers followed, leaving a very sad looking scientist staring up to the rod and the storm beyond. </p><p></p><p>Back on the bus, Herbie walked toward his lunchbag. He was starving. When he picked it up, it was snatched out of his hands. “Thanks, dork,” JJ said. </p><p></p><p>“That’s mine,” Herbie protested meekly. </p><p></p><p>“Was. Now it’s mine.”</p><p></p><p>“Give it back, JJ,” someone said. It was Cat, suddenly standing at Herbie’s side. Someone was sticking up for him, and it was her. His face flushed. </p><p></p><p>Jeremy sneered. “Oooh, the dyke’s in love with the dork. What a friggin’ surprise.”</p><p></p><p>“What’s the problem here,” Mr. Gola said from the head of the bus, standing up. “JJ, did you take Herbie’s lunchbag?”</p><p></p><p>“No sir,” JJ said. “This is mine.” </p><p></p><p>Gola planted his hands on his hips and looked to Herbie. “Herbie? Is he telling the truth?”</p><p></p><p>Herbie hesitated and muttered “Yes, that’s his. I think I left mine back in one of the exhibit halls.” His shame was doubled as he felt Cat’s disgusted stare. He couldn’t face her.</p><p></p><p>“Better go get it then.”</p><p></p><p>Herbie stepped off the bus, beneath the thundering stormcloud. No rain had broken, and there hadn’t been any lightning yet. Herbie cursed himself and began walking to the museum with his head down. Behind him he heard “Ugh. Peanut butter and jelly?!” The sandwich Herbie’s mother had prepared for him landed outside of the school bus, where it was tossed from JJ’s window. Herbie looked at it, considered, and began to walk towards it. Maybe it was still good… </p><p></p><p>Someone stepped on the sandwich as they passed. Herbie stood staring down at his sandwich with a filthy footprint in the middle of it. Peanut butter and jelly oozed out of the sides into the cracks of the sidewalk. Herbie’s jaw locked as he ground his teeth, and his face was the deep red of humiliation. His hands, firmly planted in his pockets, were coiled into fists.</p><p></p><p><em><strong>Next:</strong></em><strong> Origin</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dr Midnight, post: 2818515, member: 69"] The bus emptied onto the steps, and the field trip began in earnest. The first exhibit was indeed The Evolution of Man. Next was Magnetism and the Human Mind, followed by Why Fossil Fuel? Each exhibit was duller than the next, until 11:00, when they stepped into an exhibit everyone seemed to have some interest in. The Science of the Superhuman was a lavish exhibit detailing how a number of superhuman powers work, and examples of how some heroes achieved their powers. The students walked into the exhibit, past a podium reading [CENTER]~funded by Charles Xavier~ [I]In hopes of spreading understanding in the face of the unfamiliar[/I][/CENTER] The first stop in the exhibit was a plaster statue of Captain America. A recorded voice piped up from hidden speakers as the group positioned themselves. “Captain America was an early volunteer in one of the US’s most popular scientific holy grail searches: the creation of the super-soldier. As an outstanding example of how science can create a superhuman, he volunteered to be transformed into the marvel we know him as today when he was still an anonymous citizen of the country he loved. There have been many failed examples of super-soldiers since, but Cap remains to show us that there’s no reason to quit trying.” The group moved on to a cheerless statue of a dimly-lit, angry green monster. “The ‘Incredible Hulk’ is a more tragic example of what happens when science creates a superhuman. Radiologist Bruce Banner was bombarded with gamma radiation when he ran out onto a testing field. For reasons yet unknown to scientists, he was turned into a raging monster whenever Banner becomes angered. A cure for his unfortunate condition is still being sought.” The next statue was a generic human form, with a series of chromosomes and symbols painted onto the chest. “Mutants are a hot topic in today’s newspapers, but despite what you may have heard, mutants are no more than genetic anomalies. Theory suggests that the human genome has begun to take several gigantic leaps forward with randomly born humans, giving them powers unlike anyone around them, making them unique… making them mutants.” “Frickin’ museum’s full of mutie-lovers,” Jeremy muttered as they moved on to the next statue. “Thor claims to be the actual god of classic Norse mythology. This remains unconfirmed, but no one can doubt that his ‘Uru hammer’, Mjolnir, gives him unbelievable powers and abilities. The science of Thor is one of our greatest mysteries: if he’s really a god, then what does that mean for what we know of science? If science and magic truly coexist in our reality, what can we really claim to know as scientists?” The next portion of the exhibit was a series of four statues- one of a flaming man, one of a rock-man, one of a man with graying temples and elongated arms and legs, and one of a woman, formed from transparent glass. “The Fantastic Four are intrepid adventurers that frequently pit themselves against the likes of Dr. Doom and Galactus, but did you know that they were once scientists? Reed Richards and his crew were bombarded by cosmic radiation while on an exploratory mission at the fringe of earth’s orbit. They each developed their own remarkable yet unique powers. Richards has done countless studies on their powers and has made several discoveries, but what continues to puzzle him is this: how did four people, struck by the same circumstance, develop four very different kinds of abilities?” The tour came to an end with a mural of a number of the more heroic heroes of the world, painted in elegant watercolors. “In closing, know that we only know so much about superheroes. Some are willing to come forward and make themselves available to science. Others are more secretive, keeping to the shadows and fighting for good or ill well away from the public eye. Rest assured of one thing- the nation’s top scientists will continue to toil to discover just what creates superheroes, and what can be done to reverse or provoke these conditions in the future. Imagine a world without a Magneto, a world where you can fly wherever you want, or a world wherein every police officer has a ‘danger sense.’ There are no limits for how high we can fly once science unlocks the key… to the superhuman.” The group seemed satisfied, and left the exhibit having animated discussions of just what powers this person wanted, or what that person would fight for if he had powers. Nothing appeals to the escapist teenage mind, Mr. Gola thought, quite like the idea of super powers and what one would do with them. “Come on, it’s time for the lightning rod experiment,” he said. “He said ‘rod,’” JJ chortled. “When’s lunch?” Dick Jacques moaned. He was a huge, pudge-cheeked oaf, and it seemed lunch was all he ever cared about. “12:15 sharp,” Gola replied. “Soon enough, I guess. Let’s get this over with.” The students filed into the main exhibit hall, an enormous auditorium with stadium seating surrounding a platform. A telescoping lightning rod was centered on the platform, pointing upwards to a skylight. The storm rumbled overhead and the sky seemed almost black with roiling clouds. Everyone took their seat and an excited-looking scientist began discussing the effects of lightning upon science through history, and what benefits could be wrung from capturing lightning’s energy in the future. The skylight above cracked into six segments and began withdrawing into the ceiling, opening a hole for the rod, which began its telescopic climb into the stormy sky. The pole rose about fifty feet above ceiling level. “Now,” the scientist said, “we only needed to watch and wait for the fireworks to begin. “ The auditorium was silent, all heads craned upward. Three minutes passed. Someone coughed. Two more minutes passed. People began to shift uncomfortably and rub their aching necks. The scientist began wringing his hands. “Lightning can’t be predicted, really, in the strictest sense… perhaps a few more moments will tell.” The grueling exhibit went on until JJ looked at his watch. “12:16. Lunchtime.” He and his friends got up. Mr. Gola nodded sadly. “Looks like this one didn’t pan out. Let’s go to lunch, people.” The students began filing out. The other museumgoers followed, leaving a very sad looking scientist staring up to the rod and the storm beyond. Back on the bus, Herbie walked toward his lunchbag. He was starving. When he picked it up, it was snatched out of his hands. “Thanks, dork,” JJ said. “That’s mine,” Herbie protested meekly. “Was. Now it’s mine.” “Give it back, JJ,” someone said. It was Cat, suddenly standing at Herbie’s side. Someone was sticking up for him, and it was her. His face flushed. Jeremy sneered. “Oooh, the dyke’s in love with the dork. What a friggin’ surprise.” “What’s the problem here,” Mr. Gola said from the head of the bus, standing up. “JJ, did you take Herbie’s lunchbag?” “No sir,” JJ said. “This is mine.” Gola planted his hands on his hips and looked to Herbie. “Herbie? Is he telling the truth?” Herbie hesitated and muttered “Yes, that’s his. I think I left mine back in one of the exhibit halls.” His shame was doubled as he felt Cat’s disgusted stare. He couldn’t face her. “Better go get it then.” Herbie stepped off the bus, beneath the thundering stormcloud. No rain had broken, and there hadn’t been any lightning yet. Herbie cursed himself and began walking to the museum with his head down. Behind him he heard “Ugh. Peanut butter and jelly?!” The sandwich Herbie’s mother had prepared for him landed outside of the school bus, where it was tossed from JJ’s window. Herbie looked at it, considered, and began to walk towards it. Maybe it was still good… Someone stepped on the sandwich as they passed. Herbie stood staring down at his sandwich with a filthy footprint in the middle of it. Peanut butter and jelly oozed out of the sides into the cracks of the sidewalk. Herbie’s jaw locked as he ground his teeth, and his face was the deep red of humiliation. His hands, firmly planted in his pockets, were coiled into fists. [I][B]Next:[/B][/I][B] Origin[/B] [/QUOTE]
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