Re: Epic Clash Round 1 - Dungeon of the Crimson Fish
02-05-2010, 02:58 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Pinary.
Walt froze at the sound of an explosion echoing through the cave.
So, he thought, it's started already.
Seems that way, Greg replied. Stay alert.
Y'know, if these other competitors can blow things up, we should really work on some better weapons.
On that front, I do have a few ideas. First, how frozen is the ice in the walls?
Walt reached out with his power, mentally probing the walls. It varies, he replied, it's mostly solid, but there are pockets of liquid water here and there.
As I'd hoped, Greg said. I'd like you to try sharply increasing the pressure in one of those pockets- preferably one a bit away from us in the tunnel.
Walt reached out again, finding a pocket of liquid water. It built up pressure, increasing steadily until-
With a loud CRACK, the wall exploded outward several meters away. Chunks of ice, some as big as a man's fist, clattered against the tunnel's walls. Walt shielded his face against a shower of tiny flecks of ice, and when he looked back, there was a hole in the wall big enough for a person, as well as a few smaller holes knocked out of the opposite wall.
Excellent!, Greg thought. That should do the trick nicely. Now, we should probably keep moving.
What?
In case you didn't notice, that was rather loud. We're likely to have murderers closing in on us any second now.
Good point. Walt turned away from the hole in the wall and started back down the tunnel, carefully watching for any signs of movement.
Walt froze at the sound of an explosion echoing through the cave.
So, he thought, it's started already.
Seems that way, Greg replied. Stay alert.
Y'know, if these other competitors can blow things up, we should really work on some better weapons.
On that front, I do have a few ideas. First, how frozen is the ice in the walls?
Walt reached out with his power, mentally probing the walls. It varies, he replied, it's mostly solid, but there are pockets of liquid water here and there.
As I'd hoped, Greg said. I'd like you to try sharply increasing the pressure in one of those pockets- preferably one a bit away from us in the tunnel.
Walt reached out again, finding a pocket of liquid water. It built up pressure, increasing steadily until-
With a loud CRACK, the wall exploded outward several meters away. Chunks of ice, some as big as a man's fist, clattered against the tunnel's walls. Walt shielded his face against a shower of tiny flecks of ice, and when he looked back, there was a hole in the wall big enough for a person, as well as a few smaller holes knocked out of the opposite wall.
Excellent!, Greg thought. That should do the trick nicely. Now, we should probably keep moving.
What?
In case you didn't notice, that was rather loud. We're likely to have murderers closing in on us any second now.
Good point. Walt turned away from the hole in the wall and started back down the tunnel, carefully watching for any signs of movement.