Re: The Grand Battle II! [Round 1: The Labyrinth Field!]
10-04-2009, 05:44 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by SleepingOrange.
The spider was collapsing in on itself, forming a roiling mass that was gradually sorting itself back into the boxes. It worked as quickly and efficiently as ever; soon, the only items not in the boxes were the pen, paper, and ink, and a pair of gears, which were hovering about eye level and clicking together, propelling imaginary clockwork.
The pen started drifting lazily, apparently pensively, across the paper; the golem's thoughts were less pointed and utilitarian than usual. It seemed to be... musing.
there is an interesting property of objects from my perspective
form dictates function and function sets form
take these things as an example
-the gears waggled at Reccxer-
i have never encountered these objects before but i know what they are for and how they work and with a little concentration what these ones in particular have been used for in the past
and that is what intrigues me about this
One of the boxes opened, and the sphere from earlier hovered lazily out, a small amount of dried blood still crusted on it.
i am having a harder time than usual deciphering this thing
but i think i may have figured it out
touching it will send your mind to somewhere or somewhen else
it is less of a transportation than the sharing of a
of
of a living memory
your mind travels elsewhere but your body lays limp and inert waiting for your minds return
obviously this is unacceptable in our situation
but if you know the way of it and touch it just so
it will hide your physical presence
or send it with your mind
i am unsure
this thing is somehow tied with this place and it may be worthwhile to see what it can do and where it takes one
and it may not
There was a pause for a moment, and the pen tapped on the paper, flinging a few errant blots across it.
i think
on less basis than is likely wise
that what you have done is approximated this things function
indeed the sphere feels somewhat odd now that we are here
i cannot pretend to know what you did
but i worry that we may not be here physically
The pen scribbled little circles for a few moments, the gears spinning faster
there are many things i do not understand
Gestalt was frustrated.
The spider was collapsing in on itself, forming a roiling mass that was gradually sorting itself back into the boxes. It worked as quickly and efficiently as ever; soon, the only items not in the boxes were the pen, paper, and ink, and a pair of gears, which were hovering about eye level and clicking together, propelling imaginary clockwork.
The pen started drifting lazily, apparently pensively, across the paper; the golem's thoughts were less pointed and utilitarian than usual. It seemed to be... musing.
there is an interesting property of objects from my perspective
form dictates function and function sets form
take these things as an example
-the gears waggled at Reccxer-
i have never encountered these objects before but i know what they are for and how they work and with a little concentration what these ones in particular have been used for in the past
and that is what intrigues me about this
One of the boxes opened, and the sphere from earlier hovered lazily out, a small amount of dried blood still crusted on it.
i am having a harder time than usual deciphering this thing
but i think i may have figured it out
touching it will send your mind to somewhere or somewhen else
it is less of a transportation than the sharing of a
of
of a living memory
your mind travels elsewhere but your body lays limp and inert waiting for your minds return
obviously this is unacceptable in our situation
but if you know the way of it and touch it just so
it will hide your physical presence
or send it with your mind
i am unsure
this thing is somehow tied with this place and it may be worthwhile to see what it can do and where it takes one
and it may not
There was a pause for a moment, and the pen tapped on the paper, flinging a few errant blots across it.
i think
on less basis than is likely wise
that what you have done is approximated this things function
indeed the sphere feels somewhat odd now that we are here
i cannot pretend to know what you did
but i worry that we may not be here physically
The pen scribbled little circles for a few moments, the gears spinning faster
there are many things i do not understand
Gestalt was frustrated.