“Buzz off! I don’t care whether you get injured or not, just get out of my way!” Acer, who looks like a manipulated marionette, moved his body ridiculously while shouting thunderously and emerged from the crowd of hallway. Thankfully, all the other researchers had to drew themselves right against the wall. He—with the working clothes that makes him look comparably shorter— stirred his stubby fingers in the air and moved a big stone in the laboratory. Even though Acer invented this equipment that allows people to move heavy objects without touching few months ago, the equipment was struggling to move the heavy stone. Due to his red hair, he looked a lot like a thin maple tree. Unlike Acer’s gaunt look, his cave echo-like deep voice spoke. “Look what I found!” “What is this huge stone?” Amanda, who understands Acer’s prodigious talent though his geeky personality, took off the white gloves and mask then asked. “Nice observation there. Yes, this is a gigantic stone called, Trovant. I took him from Costesti of Romania. But, what would you say if this guy has growth ring and grows by rain?” “I would ask whether this is a tree, but I can tell. This isn’t even a tree, right?” “Yes, the surface is the sand and center is composed of rock. Here, take a look at this.” The screen of Acer’s device showed the statistics and results of the composition. Amanda examined the data with furrowing her brows for a while and asked. “I get all the chemical composition, but what is this one labeled with question mark over here?” “Well, I am not sure about that. Since that didn’t show on the device that great-Acer invented, I surmise it’s a composition that has never been discovered. I guess discovery of this composition will be a key to unlock the riddle ... ... middle of paper ... ...ust like an ignited fire. Then, Acer walked toward the biggest Trovant and poured the content in the beaker. He knew that the Trovant would expand awfully, so that he ran away like a mouse with a fire on his tail. Amanda giggled at the Acer’s coward behavior and chased his back. Also, the several researchers who followed Acer and Amanda chased their back without knowing the reason. Few minutes later, they witnessed the Trovant getting bigger. Its speed of growth ascended their imagination and soon, it became a size of a mountain. Then the center of Trovant cracked and acute and red tentacles emerged from it. “Sir, as I check it with my detector, it is a living thing.” The number of red tentacles surprisingly increased and the organisms Acher never witnessed before swarmed from the Trovant. Acer and Amanda looked each other in great fear. “Amanda… What have I done?”
The primary goal of this laboratory project was to identify an unknown compound and determine its chemical and physical properties. First the appearance, odor, solubility, and conductivity of the compound were observed and measured so that they could be compared to those of known compounds. Then the cation present in the compound was identified using the flame test. The identity of the anion present in the compound was deduced through a series of chemical tests (Cooper, 2009).
Introduction: Someone in a restaurant has suddenly fallen ill and a mystery powder has been discovered with the victim. As the chief investigator, your duty is to identify the mystery substance through a lab. In this lab, it will consist of five known compounds and one unknown compound. Your job is to distinguish which one out of the five substances is the mystery powder. To figure out the mystery matter you will have to compare their physical and chemical properties and match them with the appropriate compound. Furthermore, you will compare their reactions with water, universal indicator, vinegar and iodine solution to discover what the mystery powder is.
" What is it " I asked looking at them in concern. Voltaire pushes them out the door and hushes them. He brought back a small piece of armor and I looked in the reflection.
This paper will review the origins and geology of the Stone Mountain monolith in North Georgia, the history of the area and people and groups who have utilized the site for social and commercial purposes.
During the opening years of the seventeenth century, Europe was gripped by Reformation and Counter-Reformation, when Catholics and Protestants persecuted one another with equal fervour. England was ruled by a Protestant regime, and in 1605 a group of oppressed Catholic landowners hatched a plot to kill the king, James I, during the state opening of parliament on 5 November. The plan, conceived by the Midland Catholics Robert Catesby and Thomas Wyntour, was to blow up the Houses of Parliament with dozens of barrels of gunpowder. Known as the Gunpowder Plot, it was thwarted at the last moment when conspirator Guy Fawkes was discovered nervously waiting to light the fuse. When Fawkes was tortured into revealing the names of the other plotters, the small band of conspirators fled to the Wyntour family home at Huddington Court in Worcestershire. Here they spent their last night, fleeing only a few miles the next day before being surrounded by the militia.
Six years ago, Arnold Curwing accidentally shot his brother with a .22 caliber rifle. He was nine years old at the time. Surrounding this incident, as you would expect, he was under fire by his neighbors and peers from thereon, even though it was an accident. Generally, they all blamed him. Some detested him for not getting in trouble. Some might debate that he got not enough punishment. Others might conclude that the knowledge of living the rest of his life knowing that he killed his brother would be punishment enough. The people that he loved, the people he was closest to blamed him, including his mother and sister blamed him. This is the kind of thing that a person nine years of age does not forget. For this reason I make the following analysis.
“Any fear I had ever had of the tree was nothing beside this. It wasn't my neck, bu...
was the first to reach the scene. They were soon joined by the "Little Giant"
“Albert, Dr. Cabell here. I have Scott and Ephraim present, and I wanted you to tell them about the print you located.”
Cyrus Drake was doing his usual pacing, slapping his wand on his leg at each stride. He glared at Sherlock. “Who would have the audacity to steal such an important egg? Tell us who did this deed and we will make quick work of him.”
“Nothing you need to worry yourself about, if you ever want help, a place to stay, or if you wish to use my lab you are more than welcome. I could teach you a thing or to. My name is Hero, but most people call me Herobrine now.”
“But aren’t you stars,” asked the boy with a quivering lip. “Did you lie to me?”
Beatty forced his feet to move over the charred, dirt path. He wound his way around burning mounds which writhed in agony. More than once, someone managed to claw their way out of the pile, reaching out to Beatty, calling for help. Distorted figures cried out in agony, begging for a rescue that would never come. One even managed to make it to his feet, draping a burning hand across his leg.
After a while, Sierra found the forum to be filled more and more with wannabe murderers who just wanted something to jack off to. It was really a waste of her time and while still keeping the forum opened -- just minimized on the laptop -- she went back to searching the normal browser for some other articles that could help her write her paper. However, it didn't take long for her to hear a small bell dinging and curious to see if it was from the forum, Sierra pulled it back up. Her eyes scanned the name once more. It had been the one she made the remark to and he had taken no time in replying back. Reading his message back to her, Sierra felt herself come alive for a moment. She thought more on his words; how he had left the women in his wake.
Once upon a time there lived a little girl named Mary who loved to go on adventures. She had really long blonde hair that was braided. Her eyes were blue as the sea and her skin was very pale like milk.