Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 2: Giant's House]
04-24-2010, 06:47 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by slipsicle.
Hoss finds himself in agreement with Konka Rar's analysis, with one small exception.
"Gaining entry is indeed our priority. However, I believe I can burrow through to the Giant's innards from any point on his body, through use of less... conventional drilling methods."
With a glance shot askance at the lich, Hoss raises his synthetic arm, silver hand no longer protruding from its end, replaced instead by a curious contraption. It is a cylinder formed of web-like metallic tendrils, form ever shifting. A quick motion is sensed from its depths, and the machine activates. Space seems to distend from an area immediately projected from the muzzle of the webbed cylinder, magnifying everything occluded by the projection. The effect ends approximately half of an arm-length from Hoss's new hand, forming a "blade" of warped space.
Konka Rar, were he able, would be narrowing his eyes at this moment. He recognizes the effect from Dr. Anarchy's modified gun; it is startlingly similar to the graviton beam which wreaked so much havoc in the previous round.
Ignoring the still burning bed, Diego slinks after the rampaging Giant, whose ears now belong solely to the aeromancer. As the Giant tears through the cluttered former ceiling, Diego enters the dining room, and reaches out to the air currents. Voices, a grating, empty drone accompanied by metallic-tinged baritone are brought to him from across the room, and he spies the tyrant and animated sack of bones standing, barely hidden, in the entry to the kitchen. Diego grins. Casually manipulating the currents of the room, he augments the voices of his two opponents, sending their machinations straight to the Giant's ears, whose head turns towards the new sounds, boulder-sized eyes fixating on the miniature schemers. Diego hides himself in a convenient perch, and sits back to watch the show.
Hoss brandishes the gravity blade, gesturing towards the Giant with his other hand.
"So long as I can get close, I can gain entry though whatever piece of the Giant is nearest to me, and burrow through bone and muscle to any desired location. The difficulty is ensuring he doesn't see-"
YOU! FLIP MY HOUSE, SET FIRE TO MY BED, FLOOD MY KITCHEN, AND BURROW THROUGH MY BONES, WILL YOU?! I THINK NOT!
Hoss's eyes widen as the Giant bashes his fists together, and with a muttered word, the skin on his entire body transforms into a glowing crystalline barrier.
Hoss barely has time to realize how useless his gravity blade has just been rendered before the Giant charges. As if of a single mind, Konka Rar and Hoss burst into motion; kinetic emitters on Hoss's back fling him towards the Giant's feet, and Konka Rar begins casting spell after spell. The two work together to keep the Giant's attention divided, knowing that, were he to focus on either of them individually, it would mean their doom.
Hoss, practically skating across the floor, now has a new goal in mind. It won't do to simply kill the Giant, now. No, he'll have to do more than that. It is now doubly imperative that the ancient tyrant find away inside the precious, magic-casting body before him.
Hoss finds himself in agreement with Konka Rar's analysis, with one small exception.
"Gaining entry is indeed our priority. However, I believe I can burrow through to the Giant's innards from any point on his body, through use of less... conventional drilling methods."
With a glance shot askance at the lich, Hoss raises his synthetic arm, silver hand no longer protruding from its end, replaced instead by a curious contraption. It is a cylinder formed of web-like metallic tendrils, form ever shifting. A quick motion is sensed from its depths, and the machine activates. Space seems to distend from an area immediately projected from the muzzle of the webbed cylinder, magnifying everything occluded by the projection. The effect ends approximately half of an arm-length from Hoss's new hand, forming a "blade" of warped space.
Konka Rar, were he able, would be narrowing his eyes at this moment. He recognizes the effect from Dr. Anarchy's modified gun; it is startlingly similar to the graviton beam which wreaked so much havoc in the previous round.
Ignoring the still burning bed, Diego slinks after the rampaging Giant, whose ears now belong solely to the aeromancer. As the Giant tears through the cluttered former ceiling, Diego enters the dining room, and reaches out to the air currents. Voices, a grating, empty drone accompanied by metallic-tinged baritone are brought to him from across the room, and he spies the tyrant and animated sack of bones standing, barely hidden, in the entry to the kitchen. Diego grins. Casually manipulating the currents of the room, he augments the voices of his two opponents, sending their machinations straight to the Giant's ears, whose head turns towards the new sounds, boulder-sized eyes fixating on the miniature schemers. Diego hides himself in a convenient perch, and sits back to watch the show.
Hoss brandishes the gravity blade, gesturing towards the Giant with his other hand.
"So long as I can get close, I can gain entry though whatever piece of the Giant is nearest to me, and burrow through bone and muscle to any desired location. The difficulty is ensuring he doesn't see-"
YOU! FLIP MY HOUSE, SET FIRE TO MY BED, FLOOD MY KITCHEN, AND BURROW THROUGH MY BONES, WILL YOU?! I THINK NOT!
Hoss's eyes widen as the Giant bashes his fists together, and with a muttered word, the skin on his entire body transforms into a glowing crystalline barrier.
Hoss barely has time to realize how useless his gravity blade has just been rendered before the Giant charges. As if of a single mind, Konka Rar and Hoss burst into motion; kinetic emitters on Hoss's back fling him towards the Giant's feet, and Konka Rar begins casting spell after spell. The two work together to keep the Giant's attention divided, knowing that, were he to focus on either of them individually, it would mean their doom.
Hoss, practically skating across the floor, now has a new goal in mind. It won't do to simply kill the Giant, now. No, he'll have to do more than that. It is now doubly imperative that the ancient tyrant find away inside the precious, magic-casting body before him.