Monday April 9, 2012
Book 13: Random Access Memorabilia — Part II: Write


NARRATOR: Sergeant Schlock has been falling for twenty-seven-point-seven seconds and is dropping at two-hundred-and-fifty-two meters per second.

The bottom of this hole is twenty-seven hundred meters (and just nine seconds) away.


Fortunately, his plasgun is providing thirty-two meters per second of acceleration.

NARRATOR: Subtract local gravity, and he's breaking his fall by just over twenty-two meters per second for every second of thrust.


NARRATOR: If his plasgun had atmosphere with which to recharge, he would not need to worry about impact.

SCHLOCK: Well, crap.

SFX: Oooommmth

NARRATOR: He also wouldn't need to worry about the vacuum.