Would also be an excellent name for a indie metal bands debut album.

A black hole moon could be a useful telescope

As an scp fan I always like seeing shit like this but I feel like you fell into the "To Many Black Bars" problem here. Non of the sentences give any information all the crutial parts are censored. At the end it sadly felt like I read nothing. I like the twist at the end tho. "THEY DO NO COME IN PEACE" LOL

It does, since it would be so much smaller it would change the position of the focal point to be much closer.

A black hole with the mass of the moon would be 0.1mm. All that gravity in such a small area would make it strong enough to bend light, but being that small I don't think it would be very noticeable.

programmer here. base 8 roman numerals sent cold shivers down my spine.

Davids face after that one was priceless. Even more so when you understand the context of it.

The Bill one sees there is a character switched on, wich took David completely by surprise.

Nope, In a Nutshell.

It's still only the mass of the moon at the end of the day, so probably not? I don't think density matters here.

This one is my favourite :)

Well, we had a moon... sips coffee ... It fell in the hole.

-President Tomska

Would the lensing effect concentrate the solar rays to make a laser like a magnifying glass to an anthill?

Magic is not what I expected, but this is great.

Loved it

The system of mathematics that we have is a deeply interconnected web, where theorems from very different fields come together in weird ways. For example, you can solve the stolen necklace problem (fairly cutting up a necklace with different types of gems) with the Borsuk-Ulam theorem (topology) by using a hypersphere.

I was thinking mostly of this type of highly abstract maths; we're doing maths to have more maths, while the aliens are doing the maths that they need. As a result, we have a greater understanding of the underlying concepts (see: group theory and the monster), which is rarely useful (for example, we could invent a faster algorithm for doing something, such as the Fast Fourier Transform).

In short, the aliens would still have complex numbers (see Schrodinger equation, for example), advanced calculus and the like. But, of course, one of the best things about r/WritingPrompts is that the prompts can be interpreted in very different ways.

It is indeed

Nice. I like that it's our curiosity that wins the day.

I noticed a mix of formalisms and informalisms. For example, no use of contractions is quite formal. But then "figured out" and "tech" are quite informal.

But ye, fun read.

Well, we would have solved that with a shield of some sort, because having a black hole instead is more interessing!

We could even get rid of all of our trash! Just send it in the black hole and gone!

The human stared at the navigation database. Thiun recognized the look as one of puzzlement. It was distressingly common in humans, considering they made it to a different star system.

"Don't you have a numerical catalog with spacial coordinates? I can translate your zero point to ours easily enough, but this list of names isn't helping." She brushed back her hair from her eyes.

Thiun started to weave his two primary manipulator tentacles together in an expression of humor, then stopped himself. One of the few things humans were at an average level on was learning what they called "body language", and he did not wish to seem insulting.

"That is our numerical database. They are listed in order of proximity, but perhaps this might assist in comprehension." He reached out to the secondary console and filtered by order of discovery, with the coordinates listed after.

Hedy looked again. This time her expression was new to it. Thiun checked his external link, and found a single raised eyebrow meant the discovery of something odd. It allowed it's secondary manipulator tentacle to express a questioning demeanor.

"Ok, let me just confirm something. I know you're a scientist, so you're good at math?" Thiun nodded, that being a surprisingly common species indicator of agreement. "Would you mind multiplying 643 by 896? Manually, I mean."

It's own manipulators "raising their eyebrows", Thiun pulled out his tablet and started writing. A few minutes later, it exclaimed "576123."

"You're off by five." Hedy cocked her head. "Try me."

"Very well. 355 times 763."

"270865." Came back seconds later. She had done it without a writing surface. In her head. It typed in the numbers into his calculator. It took him longer to confirm the answer than it had for her to give it.

All 15 eyes swiveled to focus on the human. "How? No offense, but your capabilities are quite limited compared to ours, but I've only seen that kind of mental mathematics done as a parlor trick, by someone with perfect recall."

She shook her head. "I can't believe you made it out of the sail age like this..." She muttered distractedly. "correct me if I'm wrong, but this is the number 74, correct?" Thiun's glance showed that number hadn't shown up on screen. She wrote out a quick series of symbols, with the furthest along being a "?". "I don't know what that symbol looks like, but I know there is one."

Three eyes looked at the tablet, quickly followed by 8 others. The remaining stared at the human scientist as a threat response - his biology literally would not let him look away.

"I don't understand... You said this was the first time you've seen our databases, but you figured it out that quickly?"

She stared back. "I finally have something to trade, it seems. A positional numerical system." Again she brushed her hair out of her eyes. "How did you manage spaceflight with base 8 ROMAN NUMERALS?"

Funny and terrifying.

oh please continue

My dumbass kept on tapping at the covered parts thinking it was behind a spoiler tag.

Yep, a black hole the mass of the moon in the same orbit wouldn't change anything. Although a black hole eclipse sounds fun, I imagine it wouldn't be large enough to be visible from earth with the naked eye.

I don't know why the stars chose me. Why they continue to choose me. I move from city to city working the first jobs I can find. I'll take any job as long as it gets me away from them, though they always find me in the end.

Alaskan Slope? I worked facility maintenance there.

Oil rig in the Gulf of Mexico? I was a cook there.

Middle of the desert in Arizona? I poured concrete in the heat.

I even drove semi trucks across the rust belt for a few years, never having a base at all until they figured it out.

It all started in LA. I was on vacation when I was examining the TLC Chinese Theatre. I was absorbed by the geometric lines of the building. Hell, I didn't even notice the person standing next to me at first.

"Not quite like the other buildings around here, huh?" A melodic voice drew my attention. A pretty blonde stood next to me.

"No kidding. Nothing like it in my town in Ohio either!"

She laughed. "I'm Jennifer."

"Terrance. Pleasure."

We talked for a moment, and then another person arrived. "Downey! Go away! He's mine!" she shouted at him. This drew the attention of other people there, and several walked towards us. Then it hit me.

JENNIFER Lawrence

Robert DOWNEY Jr.

I looked around and realized I'm in a mob of the stars of LA, and they seemed to be fighting. OVER ME. I panicked and bolted. They chased me, and at that, I realized the truth. THE STARS CHOSE ME...

This is great, good job.

Did Jack make the leech fall off or something?