As a high schooler with a first grade brother, I can definetly assess that smaller children NEED recess. Not only is it helpful for excersicing reasons, it helps kids focus. by burning energy at a regular time each day, they can spend a school day peacefully knowing that it's not a huge block of drudgery.
But, but, but but... What happened to Auir? Or ever so possibly Core Prime? I mean, an entirely mettalic planet mostly constituted of a gargantuan supercomputer complex and it regulators? Come on!
I'm no physicist, but here's a home-cooked theory. Radiowaves are slower waves, if I am not mistaken. Perhaps, these radio waves lasted long enough to go to something extraordinarily large that is at a periodically constant distance away from us, say, perhaps, the Sun, and sort of slingshotted its way back to Earth. Just powerful enough to be slightly audible, but only barely. As for the not being plugged in part, you have got me. Perhaps there is enough static electricity in the air to make it work? Perhaps someone is messing with Tesla's old work? I dunno, but here's my two cents.
It's a mouse torture chamber, with the electric box, inverted mouse wheel, and various spots to hang the victim by their feet, all for advanced interrogation.
Well. The story started with an old man on a mountain. Every Wednesday and Saturday he would walk down to the river to get some more water. On Wednesdays, he would meet a snake, who would continually bother him until he got back in his home. The old man's home also got struck by lightning alot. He had long ago realized this issue, but had no idea what to do. One Saturday, he brought a metal object down to the river, and left it at a tree trunk. The next Wednesday, he picked it up, and went home with it. The snake saw, and asked what it was for, but the old man told him he had three shots to guess what it was, then he would show the snake. "Tongs?" "No." "Dowsing rod?" "Nope." "Some sort of probe?" "Not even close." "What is it then?!" The old man then proceeded to bludgeon the snake to death. The End
What happened to Auir?
Or ever so possibly Core Prime? I mean, an entirely mettalic planet mostly constituted of a gargantuan supercomputer complex and it regulators? Come on!
The story started with an old man on a mountain. Every Wednesday and Saturday he would walk down to the river to get some more water. On Wednesdays, he would meet a snake, who would continually bother him until he got back in his home. The old man's home also got struck by lightning alot. He had long ago realized this issue, but had no idea what to do. One Saturday, he brought a metal object down to the river, and left it at a tree trunk. The next Wednesday, he picked it up, and went home with it. The snake saw, and asked what it was for, but the old man told him he had three shots to guess what it was, then he would show the snake.
"Tongs?"
"No."
"Dowsing rod?"
"Nope."
"Some sort of probe?"
"Not even close."
"What is it then?!"
The old man then proceeded to bludgeon the snake to death.
The End