Memories of the future

We join our regularly scheduled blog, already in progress… Viewer discretion is advised.

*CRASH*

“Oh, that’s not good”, said Tensai as she slowly crept up from behind the toppled cabinet. She timidly approached the ball of molten circuitry that once represented her life savings worth of hardware.

“That won’t do at all.”

What once was the pinnacle of technology, a machine of un-fathomable complexity lay…er smolder in ruins.

“Well Dogg, looks like we need to start over.” said Tensai to her cat that just got done prying her claws from the ceiling tiles.

“What was your first clue?” snipped Dogg’s synthesis collar.

“Look kitty, I didn’t give you that device so you could be smart with me.”

The collar crackled, “No, you gave it to me because you mutated my brain into super genius levels, and forgot to advance my physiology.”

Tensai looked over in one of those, ‘if you weren’t so valuable…’ looks. “Yes yes, this was supposed to help that…but well, something went wrong.”

“Don’t look at me; I’m just your cat.” Just then, Dogg looked up and winced. “Oh, there it is.”

Tensai, sifting through the wreckage held up a small, badly charred stuffed mouse. “Oh, there it is?! That’s what you have to say?! I find this jammed in the vent hole of a destroyed multi-trillion dollar time dilation device, and you say, ‘oh, there it is’!”

“Um, sorry?” chirped Dog’s collar, just before she ran from room, avoiding the debris and smoking mouse ruminants being hurled at her.

Tensai slumped to the floor. She stared at the carbon stained tiles as she remembered the difficulty getting the funding for this, the third attempt at a time dilator.

Just then, the control console lit up and announced, “*Bing* September 15th, 3508, 3pm, meet with finance committee with current progress *Bing*”

“Oh, crap”

Will she successfully Warp Spacetime to her whim? Will she fess up that her cat torched several trillion in hardware? Will she ever clean up this mess?! Join us Next time when Tensai faces her worst enemy yet… The Committee!

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Who am I?

“… do you smell smoke?”, Tensai said sniffing the air.

“Yea, you just blew up your lab again didn’t you?”, smirked Lunar.

“No, not that, I mean real smoke… Oh… that would do it”, said Tensai looking out the window to the street below, where a mob had formed.  “The torches are a nice touch… pardon, I beleive they want to talk to me.”

Watching Tensai head downstairs, Lunar sighed, “Great, what do I have to replace now?”

*SLAM* *SLAM* *SLAM* “WE KNOW YOUR IN THERE!”, Roared the croud.

Tensai threw the door open wide, startling the front most of the group, and with a smile asked, “Hello, Is there something I can do for you?”

Taken aback, the tallest one in the front scooted forward, mostly because he was shoved by the shorter one behind him.  Nervously, he replied, “um.. well Me and a few of the locals were concerned…”

The group behind him sheepishly sputed murmurs of ‘yea’ and ‘we ought to know’.

He continued, gaining some confidence from the thin show of support, “uh, some of us are concerned that you might be… um… ‘dangerous’ to our town, and um, would like to know why you are here.” He trailed off like a schoolkid worried the teacher was about to smack him.

Tensai smiled broadly, in one of those smiles a cat gets before they strike, “Well, why didn’t you ask earlier?”

–Tune in again, Tensai will explain the fantastic science of time travel, and the financing required to do it! (and what they do if you don’t pay up!)