Re: Battle Royale! Round 4: Artistry
01-14-2010, 09:24 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Mystify.
"A good thought, though not as simple as you might think. The hole is merely an extension of the negative space we normally consider empty. By erasing it,you would revert it to be positive space. Anything in the hole at that time would then exist in the positive space. However, from their perspective, they are still in the negative space, and we would become the positive space." Itzal replied, as it started creating several pits around the area and covering them.
"So... they would be in the walls?" Whit asked
"More or less. Everything we consider to be solid they would consider to be empty, and visa versa. IT would prevent them from interacting with use directly, and I doubt Zeke understands this well enough to interact with us. Mike certainly didn't. Here, let me show you some otehr things I prepared." Itzal pulls aside the bushes to reveal one of his devices. Due to its warped perspective, every point on it seemed to be above a neighboring point. A small ball was rolling down it, an endless hill with no bottom. IT was picking up speed as it tolled, faster and faster. "I made this so that I can break part of the wall away, and the object will fly out at a tremendous speed, as if it had been dropped from high in the sky."
"But...that doesn't work...it can't work. It violates the laws of physics..."Whit stuttered.
"Your point?"
"Err...fine, I guess none of this has made a whole lot of sense."
Itzal then went to a clear spot in the courtyard and started drawing a thick grid in ink. When it was done, it reached down and picked it up, and he stared folding the net. "This should be of interest to you." Itzal said as it drew a pencil bullet around the net. "Try firing this out of your gun." Itzal said, tossing the bullet to Whit.
Whit caught the bullet out of midair put it in the god gun. IT fired at a nearby statue. The pencil vaporised almost immediately, and the pen net unfolded, hitting the statue and entangling it. "Nice. Can you make me some
more?" Whit started planning. This could be a significant advantage.
"Sure, but before you get any ideas, don't think a net could hold me for more than a moment."
"I wouldn't dream of it" Whit replied.
Itzal stopped and stared at Whit. "Right... another thought. With your tools we can easily make an escape, even through a wall if need be. We can make Pen barricades over all the doors, and drop them when he enters. It would keep him pinned in here. After we stop him, we can easily whiteout the doors and leave."
"Good idea."
Itzal tossed it the pencil. "Draw slabs large enough to block the doors, and then dump ink all over them. That should be make then impregnable."
Whit caught the pencil. He stared at it.
"You should just take it and run." The skull said. "Make sure you come out of this with an advantage."
Whit ignores the skull and started drawing the slabs. The illusionist was obviously
much more in tune with the workings of this world than he was, and hence this was not the time to betray him. The odds where too far in Itzals favor.
"A good thought, though not as simple as you might think. The hole is merely an extension of the negative space we normally consider empty. By erasing it,you would revert it to be positive space. Anything in the hole at that time would then exist in the positive space. However, from their perspective, they are still in the negative space, and we would become the positive space." Itzal replied, as it started creating several pits around the area and covering them.
"So... they would be in the walls?" Whit asked
"More or less. Everything we consider to be solid they would consider to be empty, and visa versa. IT would prevent them from interacting with use directly, and I doubt Zeke understands this well enough to interact with us. Mike certainly didn't. Here, let me show you some otehr things I prepared." Itzal pulls aside the bushes to reveal one of his devices. Due to its warped perspective, every point on it seemed to be above a neighboring point. A small ball was rolling down it, an endless hill with no bottom. IT was picking up speed as it tolled, faster and faster. "I made this so that I can break part of the wall away, and the object will fly out at a tremendous speed, as if it had been dropped from high in the sky."
"But...that doesn't work...it can't work. It violates the laws of physics..."Whit stuttered.
"Your point?"
"Err...fine, I guess none of this has made a whole lot of sense."
Itzal then went to a clear spot in the courtyard and started drawing a thick grid in ink. When it was done, it reached down and picked it up, and he stared folding the net. "This should be of interest to you." Itzal said as it drew a pencil bullet around the net. "Try firing this out of your gun." Itzal said, tossing the bullet to Whit.
Whit caught the bullet out of midair put it in the god gun. IT fired at a nearby statue. The pencil vaporised almost immediately, and the pen net unfolded, hitting the statue and entangling it. "Nice. Can you make me some
more?" Whit started planning. This could be a significant advantage.
"Sure, but before you get any ideas, don't think a net could hold me for more than a moment."
"I wouldn't dream of it" Whit replied.
Itzal stopped and stared at Whit. "Right... another thought. With your tools we can easily make an escape, even through a wall if need be. We can make Pen barricades over all the doors, and drop them when he enters. It would keep him pinned in here. After we stop him, we can easily whiteout the doors and leave."
"Good idea."
Itzal tossed it the pencil. "Draw slabs large enough to block the doors, and then dump ink all over them. That should be make then impregnable."
Whit caught the pencil. He stared at it.
"You should just take it and run." The skull said. "Make sure you come out of this with an advantage."
Whit ignores the skull and started drawing the slabs. The illusionist was obviously
much more in tune with the workings of this world than he was, and hence this was not the time to betray him. The odds where too far in Itzals favor.