Re: Battle Royale! Round 6: Wainwright Omega 57
02-24-2010, 12:33 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
"I can't even laugh about this..."
Whit was stuck, it seemed. Apparently, Zeke had done something to damage the drill, such that it's rotation stopped. However, it was an impossiblity for the drill mechanism itself to be badly damaged- it was a tool clearly used for mining. Tools like those could not break easily.
"Ah," Whit said, as he spotted the problem. He shifted the drill's speed to low, and with a persistent whir the machine began turning again.
"Less speed, more torque..."
Zeke struck a few more times in vain. Without the machine's own speed to use against it, he could not create enough force to dent the drill. It was clearly tougher than the monsters he knew. Suddenly, the drill began moving again, slowly. With slow rotations, it dragged the vehicle out of the ground, the bent parts hardly hindering motion.
As soon as the sides of the truck were revealed, Zeke ran around to the door and smashed it. Only A fair dent appeared- the vehicle was heavily reinforced, even the door, to prevent structural collapse. Still, this hardly detered Zeke. He swung another blow into the joints of the door, weakening it's connection. He swung again towards the bottom, evening the distribution. Then, he paused. He had taken too long, already. If he broke the door, he had no way of attacking Whit besides dashing in. Although he was certain he could win a close ranged battle, having only one entrance wasn't worth it. Instead, he flipped over the truck, riding its ceiling, or it's other bottom.
Whit sighed. The one downside of the vehicle was that visability was low. And, if he went out, he'd surely be ambushed. Checking the grid map, Zeke's blip overlapped his own. Zeke was hitching a ride, it seemed.
"Wonderful! I hope you enjoy the trip as much as I do..."
Increasing the drill speed to medium now, Whit began drilling through the low ceiling, dragging the vehicle upwards.
"I can't even laugh about this..."
Whit was stuck, it seemed. Apparently, Zeke had done something to damage the drill, such that it's rotation stopped. However, it was an impossiblity for the drill mechanism itself to be badly damaged- it was a tool clearly used for mining. Tools like those could not break easily.
"Ah," Whit said, as he spotted the problem. He shifted the drill's speed to low, and with a persistent whir the machine began turning again.
"Less speed, more torque..."
Zeke struck a few more times in vain. Without the machine's own speed to use against it, he could not create enough force to dent the drill. It was clearly tougher than the monsters he knew. Suddenly, the drill began moving again, slowly. With slow rotations, it dragged the vehicle out of the ground, the bent parts hardly hindering motion.
As soon as the sides of the truck were revealed, Zeke ran around to the door and smashed it. Only A fair dent appeared- the vehicle was heavily reinforced, even the door, to prevent structural collapse. Still, this hardly detered Zeke. He swung another blow into the joints of the door, weakening it's connection. He swung again towards the bottom, evening the distribution. Then, he paused. He had taken too long, already. If he broke the door, he had no way of attacking Whit besides dashing in. Although he was certain he could win a close ranged battle, having only one entrance wasn't worth it. Instead, he flipped over the truck, riding its ceiling, or it's other bottom.
Whit sighed. The one downside of the vehicle was that visability was low. And, if he went out, he'd surely be ambushed. Checking the grid map, Zeke's blip overlapped his own. Zeke was hitching a ride, it seemed.
"Wonderful! I hope you enjoy the trip as much as I do..."
Increasing the drill speed to medium now, Whit began drilling through the low ceiling, dragging the vehicle upwards.