My Poor Lunch

Before anything else, Valenth.
Uraraka, Freddie, Abigail, Talstag, Silent Rose, Phoenix, Izo. Just click on links to feed.

TURN THE SOUND UP.

As we all know, my luncheon diet consists of two musubis and a bottle of V8. But these are no normal musubis. Within are contained rice, cheese, spam, kim chi, and an occasional dash of mustard. While the contents may seem convoluted (especially the cheese), the musubi on the whole is actually quite succulent.

Ocean Science Bowl is an event that I partake in every Thursday with Secret Operative 1, Secrete Operative 2, and Secret Operative 3. Meetings are at the secret OSB headquarters that nonmembers are not allowed to breach without permission.



Isn't Secret Operative 2's laugh cute? Or is it evil?

While at headquarters, I discovered a sizable hole in one of the transport carts that was just large enough to accommodate one of my musubis. Yet to my surprise, the musubi fell through. The weight of the musubi pulls it down, and since there is no cart part under it, there is no normal force. Therefore the net force is down and the musubi accelerates downward. The musubi does not fall immediately as the kinetic friction between the plastic armor and the side of the hole absorbs energy, making the fall slower. When the musubi is struggling though the hole, it has gravitational potential energy that is converted to kinetic energy as it falls. After the musubi falls to the second level, I have to do work by lifting the musubi up to the hole again, thereby repeating this gruesome phenomenon.