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Dr. Gregory A. Moore - PliantReality - 01-08-2009
Log Entry 30107817
I must say I am both giddy and anxious. Having finally purchased and outfitted my Science Vessel I now have no reason not to embark on my mission. And I must admit that mission is somewhat unspecified. Science, of course, but having as diverse an interest as I do, it remains a trial of will and organization to keep each passion in check.
For now - and pending any funds I am consigned to certain gravitational anomalies in the New York system. If only I could ameliorate whatever issue the Liberty Rogues seem to have with me - I tire of their incessant attacks. It interrupts my work and twice now I've had to reboot the thermal and electromagnetic imagers because I feared they would be damaged in the attack.
Still, I did help one of the polite Rogues, a young woman callsign LR-Hopeless.Romantic with a post-surgical infection. I cannot imagine the deplorable conditions available to whatever butcher the Rogues call their surgeon - it is not, however, in my nature to offer empathy, and so my responsibilities to this Rogue extend only insofar as she remains my patient.
On a promising note, I made my acquaintance with a Dr. Werner Mazursky, a scientist dealing with certain logarithms in commercial hypercommunication. While I certainly admire his adroitness - there are nuances and complexities to the computations of trade lane antenna that escape even my (and I say this with no ego) prodigious intellect - I cannot say the same for his profession. Sadly, I am one of those hardlined fellows who cannot think to the commercialization of science.
I hold science very dear to my heart, and above most other things in terms of value. Still. This Dr. Werner will remain in my regard, and I shall continue communication with him. I hope that I can contact still more academically minded individuals.
My only hope is that my rather sordid history with academia at large escape notice. 'Ethics' are not a concern of the truly scientifically minded.
Dr. Gregory A. Moore - PliantReality - 01-09-2009
Log Entry 40108817
I have managed to - with some difficulty, but ultimate success - map out a considerable portion of the Ommicron systems. Granted, the entirety of the systems is beyond my capabilities, but I found the jumpholes I was interested in.
On a more interesting note, I spent some time near New Berlin, gathering data from the unstable jumphole leading to Sigma-13. It was truly a work in both frustration and futility - had it not been for the help of the Rheinland Military, I might've gotten no scans whatsoever.
Still, what I did find was more than interesting. For quite some time it has been a matter of contention amongst scientists whether or not the Sigma jumphole may be classified 'stable'. On the one side are the purists and number-crunchers who hold the fluctuating and patternless shifts in its electrical and magnetic internal structure as evidence that it is unstable.
On the other side are the pragmatics who point to its frequent use by pirates, Das Wilde, and smugglers as evidence that it is apparently stable enough.
The debate is largely ignored by academia at large, but has been the catalyst for at least two bouts of passionate pugilism to my observation.
So it is with some hesitancy that I tender forth my own observations on the matter and attempt to allay, ameliorate, or in some way explain the apparent dichotomy.
The issue is not necessarily simple, and I would've tossed out my gathered data had it not been for the stabilizer issues of a nearby Battleship.
Consider this. The usual analogy of what is a stable and unstable jumphole is as follows; a stable jumphole has an internalized magnetic and electrical structure which inhibits its terminus from overlapping its genesis. The implication is that an unstable jumphole has NO internalized magnetic or electrical structure, and thus, its terminus and genesis DO overlap.
The paradox with Sigma is this - despite having no internalized electro-magnetic structure, the jumphole has clearly defined terminus and genesis. Does this break the established definitions? Strictly, yes, but I hope to redefine them herein and submit them to satisfaction eventually.
While the Sigma-13 hole might, perhaps, be anomalous it follows thus...
- The unstable internal electro-magnetic mechanisms are in a constant state of flux. Compared to the smooth and defined lines of a Bretonia ship, for example, by comparison the Sigma hole is a rolling ball of debris.
- The genesis (start) of the hole and the terminus (end) of the whole are defined and never overlap; overlap results in what is commonly referred to as 'winking', though more technically the process is called 'electro-magnetic striation patterning'. A ship caught in a jumpholes 'wink' is. Well. Destroyed does not encompass the entirety of what happens, but will suffice for now.
- Therefore, it may be said that, rather than a rolling ball of debris, the Sigma hole is something of a slinky with a semi-flexible pole stuck through it. The overall pattern and direction of its internal structure is almost of no consequence, since the semi-flexible pole keeps the ends from ever crossing.
- This may or may not ameliorate the debate over wether the Sigma hole is stable or unstable, since it both fits and breaks both definitions.
I am, unfortunately, intellectually spent from collating that data. I shall explicate more on this all later.
Dr. Gregory A. Moore - PliantReality - 01-09-2009
Log Entry 50108817
Though I am not given to emotionality whatsoever, it is difficult to suppress the neuro-chemical release of dopamine and adrenaline at the news; my science vessel has been upgraded. Previously, I've been taking the service of a retro-fitted Armored Transport graciously 'loaned' by the Academy of Astrological Sciences on Cambridge - adequate, yes, but the sheer power output of my electromagnetic frequencer, resonater, imager, and molecular analyzer meant I was limited in which tests I could run simotaneously.
That said, I was approached by a very odd man who proved my benefactor.
His name was Jack Agincourt. He was somewhat vulgar in speech - a fascinating hodge-podge of linguistic knick-knacks which can only be described as 'confusing'. The mark of a career traveler, it seems. The man was huffing a medical Cardemine re-breather but despite his physical and linguistic offenses, seemed remarkably lucid. I do not know why he gave me 22 million credits. Nor do I know why they were without a single demand in return.
I am, however, a man of the present, so I shall waste no effort worrying.
I feel somewhat guilty, having almost forgotten the contribution of one Dr. Werner. My friend was kind enough to wire me the modest, but not unappreciate sum, of 500 thousand credits. I am eternally grateful for Dr. Werner's aid - and I have enlisted him to help me organize my vision of a community of like-minded astro-scientists and explorers. The reality of such an organization is some ways off, I am thus inclined to focus on the here and now.
My new ship. I am no engineer, but I find it a marvel of efficiency where it concerns my work.
For one, the amount of space is much improved - never again will I knock my elbows into the processor as I activate the frequencer...
As I mentioned before, its powerplant is not only able to handle the equipment I have now, but will handle all the more I intend to purchase. Its radar and sensors are many, varied, and well placed - it also has the capability of mounting certain radiation resistant shielding which will allow me even closer proximity to certain more dangerous anomolies I might wish to study.
On that note, the shields will better keep me from those blasted Xenos and Hessians. I am not a political man - such paltry arbitrations are beneath the worry of a man of science, to my thinking - and yet I dislike these peevish rogues simply because they interrupt my work every five minutes! I suppose if I build the capitol, I shall endeavor to grease their palms, and thereby quell such incursions. But for now, my shields shall do their job even as they try to interrupt mine...