04-01-2011, 07:34 AM
As John and the girl entered his physics office, a blast of heat hit them. He couldn't help but smile. The room was always kept in the high twenties to low thirties (Celsius; that would be, um, significantly higher farenhiet) -- not for any particular reason save the heater never quite worked -- and he loved it: to him it felt almost like home. Covering the walls, and in a few places ever the ceiling, were thousands of papers, pictures, diagrams, formulas both chemical and mathematical, and writing in several different languages. He turned to the girl. "Alright, you should be safe here; I'll be back in a bit, ok?"
The most dangerous phrase ever uttered in all of minecraftia: "/give honeydew 46 64"
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
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Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
