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The "Ubitron" vacuum tube, short for "undulating beam interaction". This 1957 army-sponsored invention operated at 70,000 volts and was capable of generating 150 kilowatts of radio-frequency power at a whopping 54 Ghz.
Project eventually was cancelled because no waveguide or antenna could be built that could handle that much RF energy.
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Shadow Alastor is the closest we get to cursed cat Alastor. Imagine Vocx just petting him just to give him attention while trying to talk to Alastor while Alastor is now the one barely focusing.
Vocx, just minding his own business in his living room and writing down ideas for new shows and books when Alastor teleports in, already talking a mile a minute. This is normal. Alastor's shadow, before Alastor even has a chance to react, has clawed it's way out of the void, onto vocx's lap, knocked his notebook to the floor,and shoved its face into vocx's hands. it is clearly demanding pets.
this is not normal. (yet.)
both vocx and alastor are left utterly confused by this action. confused and viciously outraged on alastor's part. what the fuck was his shadow doing????? claiming vocx's attention like that, after the shit day Alastor's had?????? draging vocx's attention off alastor himself??? unforgivable????
but then vox, the king of rolling with it, just kinda shrugs and starts petting the shadow -- and the things is, alastor and his shadow are the same. so this means alastor can feel the echo of claws over his own ears, carefully scratching. (feels like sticking his hand into a pool of cool water without the getting wet part, vox notes).
static fills alastor's head, and he finds himself without words for the first time in his afterlife.
scritch scritch scritch.
alastor's shadow practically melts into vox's hands. when alastor finally comes back to himself, just standing there in the middle of vox's living room, with vox himself looking at him like he hadn't literally changed alastor's entire evening. his ears tingle. his scalp feels itchy. he wants --
alastor grabs his shadow in iron control and vanishes into the ether out of reflex. vox blinks once, mentally shrugs, and goes back to his work. alastor blowing through like a storm was normal.
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