Smash Kinematics

[trustycrowbar]

Who: Gordon and you. YES YOU.
What: Physics class
Where: Gordon's teaching lab & the immediate grounds outside
When: Mid-Morning
Warnings: Ethically questionable treatment of sandbags.

Unlike most teachers here, Gordon had handled a physics classroom before--Grad students go to extremes for money. He figured a multiple-tier structure would work, two difficulty levels covering the same subject.

In this case, their first set of homework could either be a tame block of algebraic expressions or a sultry set of differentials depending the student's level. Either way, the the lecture and lab would essentially be the same.

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[notstevejobs]

Apple Kid is not made for hitting things. Apple Kid is made for smearing maple syrup all over things and also making inventions. Sweet, sweet, maple syrup covered inventions.

Apple Kid is looking at the sandbags. Apple Kid is looking at the baseball bat. Apple Kid is wishing Ness were here. Apple Kid is... well he's pulled out a wrench and some wires out of a pocket and is now taping a baseball bat to one of the sandbags.

[trustycrowbar]

[Gordon is preoccupied with other student's questions, but when he turns around and sees Apple kid doing... something to one the Sandbags, he pinches the bridge his nose and shakes his head.]

Apple Kid, what're you doing? Don't mess with the sensors, they're part of the lab!

[notstevejobs]

"I'm not very good at hitting things, Mr. Freeman. So, I'm making a B.A.T.T.E.R-bot, a Batting Accuracy Turbo-Thwacking Effort Robot out of some spare parts I had lying around and one of the sandbags. Don't worry, I'll dismantle it after class."

The mouse appears to be using the wires Apple Kid pulled out of his pocket to wire a solar-powered calculator (also presumably out of Apple Kid's pockets) into the side of the sandbag.

XD You're awesome.

[trustycrowbar]

"...Why don't you wait to dismantle it. Let me get a good look. Consider it potentially applicable for extra credit."

Now, Apple Kid could have just asked someone else to do it for him. But he built a robot. That's wasteful, but just... a little too cool to really be reprehensible.

No, this is just how Apple Kid rolls

[notstevejobs]

"Well, okay," said Apple Kid, who was happy to get extra credit for doing something he would have done anyway.

"Come on, mouse, let's put the finishing touches on the B.A.T.T.E.R-bot," Apple Kid said, turning away from the guy who studied radioactive decay or whatever.

The two continued to fiddle around with the sandbag and, well, it looks pathetic. It looks like a third-grader version of a robot. It cannot possibly work. It has no engine. There's no power source. None of this makes sense.

Apple Kid pushes a button on the calculator. The sandbag... hovers half an inch off of the ground and floats over to a non-robotized sandbag. Apple Kid inputs the numbers "45" and then "17.5" into the calculator. The sandbag hovers over to the other sandbag and twists about so that it strikes its target forcefully.

The sandbag flies off at a 45 degree angle and lands 17.5 meters away. Apple Kid scribbles the number "13.0958008 m/s" in his Lisa Frank notepad after noticing flash on the calculator's screen.