Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 1: Afterlife]
03-07-2010, 09:19 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by slipsicle.
Two entities now inhabit the ancient machine caught within the magical vortex. One, an animal, a being of mindless rage born from an entire species of violent mammals. The other, a steadily-growing intelligence of galactic proportions, a mind which has spent millions of years perfecting rational thought. Both acknowledge the imminent danger. Neither panic.
The cyborg seeks only to be done with this obstacle and crush Calm's skull between its hands. The gathering remnants of Hoss consider this strange phenomena of "magic", and consider the best course of action for dealing with it. The entities reach a conclusion which is mutually beneficial to both.
After analyzing his vessel's movements while struggling to escape from the ring of darkness, Hoss recognizes that the ring only appears to have gripped that part of him which it intersects. Moreover, it appears to be holding him in place, both horizontally and vertically.
The cyborg, also privy to Hoss's thoughts, takes action. It raises its legs, the ring holding it in place, preventing it from falling. It curls into a ball and locks its limbs into place as kinetic emitters arranged on its exterior begin to fire in sequence. The cyborg begins to spin, its axis parallel to the ground, and to the section of ring in which it is caught.
There is an interesting phenomenon known as gravitomagnetism, in which a mass in motion through a gravitational field can create a magnetic field. Strangely enough, if a mass experiences any kind of acceleration, a gravitational field is also generated. The inscrutable effects of both of these phenomenon were combining on the cyborg's rotating exterior. Its increasing angular acceleration was, oddly enough, creating a gravitational field which, oddly enough, was creating quite the significant magnetic field.
The cyborg, unconcerned with its steadily depleting energy reserves, opens its mouth and vomits a small amount of valuable plasma from its fusion generator. The steadily growing magnetic field violently seizes the stream of ionized gas, which spreads into a glowing sphere of plasma, completely enclosing the cyborg.
Meanwhile, the ring continues to close. However, the small portion of it which had previously flowed through the cyborg now begins to instead flow around it, seemingly driven away by the brilliant sphere of supercharged ions. Magic, being something wholly different from the laws of science, and therefore subject to a different behavior, is not affected by the plasma, magnetic field, or gravitational field per se. It is instead affected by the light.
The name of the spell gave Hoss the idea, and allowed the cyborg the execution. "Circle of Despair" indeed. A circle of darkness meant to strike fear and hopelessnes into its victims, aimed at a being which can experience neither, could only be driven off by a sphere of light and the combined feelings of two billion-year-old minds. One emits a sense of feral satisfaction from overcoming a challenge, while the other radiates a sense of inevitable victory, regardless of obstacles.
Yet even these three forces were insufficient to combat the force of Konka Rar's magic; how could they, coming from a mind which has had millions of years to entrench itself in a world without the supernatural? Instead, only a small hole is opened at the edge of the ring, though not in time for the cyborg to escape before the spell completes.
The ring closes.
A detonation tears through the cave, sending a massive shockwave throughout, knocking stalactites off the ceiling in droves. It is an explosion of the absence of light, punctuated only by an incandescent, sputtering ball of fire flying from its center, towards Calm, who has taken cover against the explosion. The sphere of plasma, no longer held in place by a magnetic field, is released along the cyborg's path of travel, spraying superheated gas towards a cowering Calm, who recovers just in time to see a heavily damaged and severely burned entity of destructing raise itself from the ground. Backdropped by a rain of stony spears, its black overcoat in tatters, smoke swirling around its sparking torso, the cyborg advances towards Calm, this time without obstacle, while the steadily healing mind of Hoss gathers itself to retake its unruly vessel
Two entities now inhabit the ancient machine caught within the magical vortex. One, an animal, a being of mindless rage born from an entire species of violent mammals. The other, a steadily-growing intelligence of galactic proportions, a mind which has spent millions of years perfecting rational thought. Both acknowledge the imminent danger. Neither panic.
The cyborg seeks only to be done with this obstacle and crush Calm's skull between its hands. The gathering remnants of Hoss consider this strange phenomena of "magic", and consider the best course of action for dealing with it. The entities reach a conclusion which is mutually beneficial to both.
After analyzing his vessel's movements while struggling to escape from the ring of darkness, Hoss recognizes that the ring only appears to have gripped that part of him which it intersects. Moreover, it appears to be holding him in place, both horizontally and vertically.
The cyborg, also privy to Hoss's thoughts, takes action. It raises its legs, the ring holding it in place, preventing it from falling. It curls into a ball and locks its limbs into place as kinetic emitters arranged on its exterior begin to fire in sequence. The cyborg begins to spin, its axis parallel to the ground, and to the section of ring in which it is caught.
There is an interesting phenomenon known as gravitomagnetism, in which a mass in motion through a gravitational field can create a magnetic field. Strangely enough, if a mass experiences any kind of acceleration, a gravitational field is also generated. The inscrutable effects of both of these phenomenon were combining on the cyborg's rotating exterior. Its increasing angular acceleration was, oddly enough, creating a gravitational field which, oddly enough, was creating quite the significant magnetic field.
The cyborg, unconcerned with its steadily depleting energy reserves, opens its mouth and vomits a small amount of valuable plasma from its fusion generator. The steadily growing magnetic field violently seizes the stream of ionized gas, which spreads into a glowing sphere of plasma, completely enclosing the cyborg.
Meanwhile, the ring continues to close. However, the small portion of it which had previously flowed through the cyborg now begins to instead flow around it, seemingly driven away by the brilliant sphere of supercharged ions. Magic, being something wholly different from the laws of science, and therefore subject to a different behavior, is not affected by the plasma, magnetic field, or gravitational field per se. It is instead affected by the light.
The name of the spell gave Hoss the idea, and allowed the cyborg the execution. "Circle of Despair" indeed. A circle of darkness meant to strike fear and hopelessnes into its victims, aimed at a being which can experience neither, could only be driven off by a sphere of light and the combined feelings of two billion-year-old minds. One emits a sense of feral satisfaction from overcoming a challenge, while the other radiates a sense of inevitable victory, regardless of obstacles.
Yet even these three forces were insufficient to combat the force of Konka Rar's magic; how could they, coming from a mind which has had millions of years to entrench itself in a world without the supernatural? Instead, only a small hole is opened at the edge of the ring, though not in time for the cyborg to escape before the spell completes.
The ring closes.
A detonation tears through the cave, sending a massive shockwave throughout, knocking stalactites off the ceiling in droves. It is an explosion of the absence of light, punctuated only by an incandescent, sputtering ball of fire flying from its center, towards Calm, who has taken cover against the explosion. The sphere of plasma, no longer held in place by a magnetic field, is released along the cyborg's path of travel, spraying superheated gas towards a cowering Calm, who recovers just in time to see a heavily damaged and severely burned entity of destructing raise itself from the ground. Backdropped by a rain of stony spears, its black overcoat in tatters, smoke swirling around its sparking torso, the cyborg advances towards Calm, this time without obstacle, while the steadily healing mind of Hoss gathers itself to retake its unruly vessel