Saturday, 26 May 2012
Really Very Big Robots
Really Very BIG robots !
The Node didnt really have a horizon. You were either there or not there. Its edge if you could call that faded out into something like mist and clouds so you perceived it as a platform floating ina very pale "sky". A very large platform with a slight curve with objects and buildings scattered across it.
Coming aorund the edge of one of those buildings was a line of advancing robots, mechanical men, and giants of cold steel and other alloys, of varying models and sizes, from realms of anime, manga, and intergalactic space opera, and the wild beyonds of time and space and mortal dreaming.
Goldie and Jonahexed franticly begun pulling weapons and other things out of the saddle bags of the bike and Reg went back to his taxi's dashboard and pulled a few levers and the taxi levitated up just a few feet to give clearance for gunports to open and extend down and out.
The robots lumbered trundled stomped and rolled closer.
Goldie finally found her skateboard. The saddlebags were actually dimensional folds larger inside than outside so Jonahexed was now surrounded by a clutter of guns he was frantically checking the ammunition and power levels of.
The nearest robot raised a leg slowly and Jonahexed fired at its joints. Projectiles opened mid flight into strands of sticky entangling threads jamming its knee and ankle.
Sassy had an idea
"Er why don't we just drive or run under or around them?"
"whaa ... " cried Jonahexed as he was hit by a gas grenade and passed out falling to the ground in an elegant and melodramatic spiral.
Reg managed to toppled a few of the robots with ultra sharp flechettes shredding their limbs and screamed out
"Run Sassy Run!"
Goldie shrieked her crest raised.
"Yes Run Diversionary Tactic ....ack eraaah was it 36?!"
(Scribal note look up the ancient Chinese strategies of war gentle readers!"
Goldie screamed again.
Two words that some one really should have added to the robotic hordes' memories.
Two minijets lowered from her skateboard and ignited and the board whizzed off looping round and between and round again in a shifting random pattern.
Several of the robots fell over, losing their balance, trying to bend over and catch her. A couple of robot tanks crashed into each other. More entangled themselves together reachng down to try and snatch up the Goullawk and Dachshund.
Reg muttered to himself unheard praise.
"That dragon does do lovely chaos."
Sassy was demonstrating why there are dachshund races.
A fit dachshund while not greyhound fast can achieve quite remarkable speeds due to the combination of a torpedo shaped torso and muzzle reducing wind resistance and two very powerful front legs with shock absorber front paws for kicking off the ground. Plus avoiding giant robot feet trying to stomp you is an excellent adrenalin trigger!
However for the robots trying to swat or catch Sassy and Goldie was rather like swatting at flies and the swooping flight of Reg's taxi was like being divebombed by an Australian magpie in nesting season a sReg skilfully veered off in a different direction at the last possible moment before contact or impact.
The robots begun to turn and lumber after the goullawk and the dachshund and Reg took the opportunity to move upwards beyond their reach switch to sleath mode hovering silently praying the Gravity manipulators would overheat for his for lights of amber orange and blood red were flickering warnings on his dashboard.
Sassy had reached the doorway of the Cintamani Chapel when she heard a very close and loud stomp and a nyargle.
To be continued. Hopefully soon. sorry I'm late again folks!
Sick relative to tend to and other problems and obligations.