The pocket of air that was where you teleported now get displaced at a very decent fraction of the speed of light while the pocket of space you once ocupied becomes a almost pure vaccum. the air moves so fast it creates a sonic boom that ruptures the ear drums. Then, a few atoms of air collide together with such incredible force the atoms split and causes a small grade nuclear explosion.
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Assuming
- cylindrical human, 2m tall, 25 cm diameter.
- air displaced from the point you teleport to is instantly moved to form a monolayer (1 molecule thick) on your surface.
- The displacement of air is adiabatic (no heat is transferred, which will be true if the displacement is instantaneous)
Volume of displaced air: β 100L = 0.1m^3 At atmospheric conditions: β 4 mol
Surface area of cylindrical human: β 1.58 m^2 Diameter of nitrogen molecule (which is roughly the same as for an oxygen molecule) : β 3 Γ Volume of monolayer: β 4.7e-10 m^3
Treating the air as an ideal gas (terrible approximation for this process) gives us a post-compression pressure of β 45 PPa (you read that right: Peta-pascal) or 450 Gbar, and a temperature of roughly 650 000 K.
These conditions are definitely in the range where fusion might be possible (see: solar conditions). So to the people saying you are only "trying to science", I would say I agree with your initial assessment.
I'm on my phone now, but I can run the numbers using something more accurate than ideal gas when I get my computer. However, this is so extreme that I don't really think it will change anything.
Edit: We'll just look at how densely packed the monolayer is. Our cylindrical person has an area of 1.58 m^2, which, assuming an optimally packed monolayer gives us about 48 micro Γ ^2 per particle, or an average inter-particle distance of about 3.9 milli Γ . For reference, that means the average distance between molecules is about 0.1 % of the diameter of the molecules (roughly 3 Γ ) I think we can safely say that fusion is a possible or even likely outcome of this procedure.
Surface area of cylindrical human
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Can confirm, as a cylindrical human, 2m tall, 25 cm diameter.
This guy sciences.
I mean, no. That's not enough energy to cause nuclear stuff. This guy tried sciencing, which I still respect in the context of a goofy scenario, I guess.
The math actually says that we might quite possibly get nuclear stuff. I checked because at first I intuitively thought the same thing as you.
I assume it's a switcharoo scenario. Otherwise where does the air in my new location go?
I'm pooping next to my toilet, inside this wall. The tp roll is in my belly.
Now there are three of us
I have simultaneously merged with my desk. My bowels have been displaced and are now bisected with bamboo. I feel simultaneously ripped apart and yet stuck and solid. Every point of my being is as though it has been engulfed in flames. My existence and identity has now become insufferable pain. I feel an impending sense of doom at a foreign body now lodged inside of me.
There are no wounds for me to bleed from and I cannot gasp for air to scream. My spinal cord has been severed and I feel hot prickles on my cheeks and my ears feel as though they are being stuffed with cotton. An internal white hot pressure feeling erupts up my now-fractured spine until it reaches the back of my head and radiates towards my forehead. My peripheral vision looks like static and everything appears to shake. I am unable to make sense of anything and everything goes dark and still.
U killed me op wow
welp, I'm not sitting on a tram anymore
I am now shitting in the sink.
I move into a space occupied by my desk, thus taking 3d10 force damage before moving to the next unoccupied space.
I'm now having an uncomfortable moment with the airline passenger in seat 26A.
I am now sitting on the wing of a plane that is about to take off. Gonna try to Tom Cruise it. Will post updates soon.
Does the cat on my tummy come with me? If not Cheddar says that this expirement violates the cat sitting treaty of 1669
We only made that damn treaty because they promised to chase off the rats during the last bout of the Plague. We've had it twice more since then, lazy furballs.
I'm reading this while laying on my right side in my bed. So I suppose I bounce on the bed then. Seems fun!
I hover briefly in the air, next to my bed, and hold up a sign that says "uh oh" before I fall a couple feet to the ground onto carpet. I might hit my head on the nightstand, but I feel like I got off easy compared to most other people.
I'm suddenly on the outside of a bus on the motorway. Probably dead or at least badly injured.
Still sitting on my couch
hovers in air next to sofa, looks down, looks at camera, holds up sign saying "uh oh" and plummets two feet to the floor creating a puff of dust on impact
Well now I'm sitting in a different chair. And I don't like that chair as much. π‘
Iβll have a window seat at 30k feet and the person seated to my left will be free fallinβ for a while.
Hmm, well the railing of my bed would well... be railing me.
Taking a crap in the hallway
Fall out of my chair, but otherwise unaffected as I end up on the floor.
I'm sitting on top of the bin of laundry I need to fold.
Not much, I'm just lying on the other side of the bed. Although my pillow has been replaced with a garbage bag.
I'm standing in a box. I am now a cat.
Woah, lemmy is for shiters.
I telefrag the guy sitting next to me on the train
I would be spooning my dog who is on the other end of the couch. If this was a competition Iβd submit my outcome for winner or at least most wholesome. Some of yβallβs are definitely more funny though.
I would be rather sad since I would be sitting next ro my chair on the floor instead of un my chair. My coffee would also be out of reach. I would be sad.