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Most of the time Railrunner's railrunning through woods or over soft terrain, isn't he? And his wheels are pretty skinny. Wouldn't trying to apply like 20000 newtons downwards through one of them end pretty awkwardly for him? He'd have to have them flat to the ground, which means railrunning is more a sort of extra-high-speed waddle. ETA: rollercoaster butt shot attackbunny fucked around with this message at 08:50 on Apr 26, 2013 |
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attackbunny posted:
Is he hugging himself? I tried replicating the hand thing and all I got was some strange hug thing from it. Usually when I cross my arms I somehow tuck one arm under the other. How can you mess something as simple as crossing arms? JWKS, please come with the next chapter, we're getting so desperate we're talking physics and bringing whatever stuff that's in Miranda's gallery.
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Iced Cocoa posted:Is he hugging himself? I tried replicating the hand thing and all I got was some strange hug thing from it. Usually when I cross my arms I somehow tuck one arm under the other. How can you mess something as simple as crossing arms? I think it's supposed to be a generic coy, come-hither pose. No idea what his one segmented arm is supposed to signify, I'm sure there's a good reason for it.
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What I especially like is how Miranda experiments with different generic Disney-concepts expressions, whereas Railrunner in the book can only switch between "angry" or "irritated". Time, Round Three! As promised, today we're going to look at what really happens when Railrunner dropped from the museum ceiling, only to land gently on his feet, his grace rivaling that of a cat. I was afraid having no idea how to approach this conundrum, but I ended having a lot of fun, hope you enjoy it too. First up, there's a lot of unknown variables. Thankfully, we only have to pull one from our rear end: the hight of the museum's ceiling. Museums usually have pretty high ceilings, and since this one sounds like a big one, we're gonna assume the room was 5 meters high. Next up, we need to break down the landing. In order to land with the least force of impact possible, Railrunner needs to decelerate as long as he can. In his case, he can start the landing as soon as he touches the ground and has to stop it once his body touches it. To determine how long that distance is, we'll have to pull up this nice reference sheet again. Now, we know that Railrunner is 20 feet / 6.069 meters long, and since his cars seem to have a constant size, we can determine that the distance from the ground to his belly is about half a meter. Since he'll be turning when letting go of the ceiling, his fall height will be reduced to about 3.8 meters. But before we go on, we'll need a control to determine how soft Railrunner's impact has to be. Since he supposedly was no louder than a cat, let's use a cat for reference, shall we? The average cat weighs about 3.9 kilograms and is 46 centimeters long. Using the same principle we used to determine Railrunner's proportions, we now know that the distance between ground and catbelly is 15 centimeters. Next up, the force of impact! Now, this would have been a bit tricky, hadn't I found this handy tool that lets you calculate exactly what we need: the impact force of a falling object. Filling in our variables, we get a result of 973 Newtons! Which really isn't much. Now then, if we fill in Railrunners figures, we get... 6766635 (Edit: Just 676635, actually) Newtons. Slightly more than a cat. In fact, I'm pretty sure the floor would have failed catastrophically with that kind of power. We're talking half the thrust of a GODDAMN SPACE SHUTTLE AT LAUNCH (Edit: A 20th of the thrust, but still.) here. Forget not making a noise, he should be glad if there's still a hallway left to crawl around. Welp, I'm out of horriblePencilist fucked around with this message at 14:03 on Apr 26, 2013 |
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horriblePencilist posted:Welp, I'm out of Perhaps just what force is exerted by a roller coaster to bring down prey? http://railrunnermiranda.deviantart.com/art/Roller-Coaster-Anatomy-Fight-268569239 quote:Hunting: So, if a roller coaster moves at the top speed of 200 mph to bring down prey, will he even need to bite/slash the prey to bring it down when he connects with it?
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horriblePencilist posted:What I especially like is how Miranda experiments with different generic Disney-concepts expressions, whereas Railrunner in the book can only switch between "angry" or "irritated". Clearly Railrunner does it with a combination of Power No. 9 (Super agility), Power No. 26 (Shrink and expand at will), and Power No. 27 (Control gravity). I'm frankly surprised that Railrunner hasn't gotten flat-out flight powers by now.
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First of all, I have to apologize for botching up a calculation. Railrunner doesn't exert 6766635 Newtons of force, but rather 676635 Newtons. Still not as graceful as a cat though, but at least it isn't half a space shuttle going off in a museum.JosephWongKS posted:Clearly Railrunner does it with a combination of Power No. 9 (Super agility), Power No. 26 (Shrink and expand at will), and Power No. 27 (Control gravity). Well, agility doesn't really have to do with deceleration. You might be able to cease momentum faster, but you'll also apply more force, which isn't what we're looking for here. The shrink/expand power doesn't actually help much either, since he has to preserve mass and can't make himself lighter. He could strech his legs to increase the duration of the braking phase, but his legs would have to be about 350 meters long to mirror the force of a falling cat. He could have stretched his legs to touch the ground before he let go of the ceiling, but the book specifically said he dropped and landed akin to a cat. Gravity Manipulation would change everything and render this whole thing invalid, but even with inverted gravity you couldn't descend upwards. descend is defined by travelling downwards, the opposite direction of up, so no matter how you would define down (either towards the earth or towards the gravitational pull), the statement always contradicts itself. The only rules that are being bent here are the definitions of the words "ascend" and "descend". Iced Cocoa posted:Perhaps just what force is exerted by a roller coaster to bring down prey? Well, the description doesn't explicitly say they kill using their claws or teeth, only that they target the neck and that their teeth can easily tear through flesh and bones. Also, rollercoasters love the thrill of the hunt , so who knows how fast they attack. But let's check out the force by comparing it to a car ramming into an animal at 100 km/h. Using F= 0.5*m*v^2, that'd equal 385802 Newton of force, around 385 Gs. Now, Railrunner on the other hand weighs 9071 kilograms and can reach a top speed of 200 mph, so there's a bit more force behind a crash. Using the same formula gives us 36282020 god drat skullcrushing Newtons. That's almost 4000 times the earth's gravity obliterating your body. Basically, all they have to do to kill their prey that apparently lives in Amusement Park Between is lightly bump into it.
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Chapter 18 - Final Rush quote:
Again, I ask – why do they bother running from the humans? Just flatten them with your one billion and one super-powers and stroll leisurely to your destination. It’s not like any of them give a drat about human lives. Or any other kind of life, given Railrunner’s wanton cruelty to animals. quote:
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Why is she neighing? She’s not an actual horse, nor even a were-horse. She’s a were-carousel-horse, which are known for not neighing. quote:The police were probably at the midway of the park. During my times here as a human, I remembered seeing a ferris wheel near the midway that overlooked the park. I could catch the police by surprise there. With my plan in mind, I veered off from our pack. Now “metal beams creaked and stressed” under his weight, where previously he was perfectly able to cling upside down on roofs and do all kinds of Matrix poo poo. I’m starting to get the impression that Miranda Leek doesn’t remember what abilities her characters have from chapter to chapter. quote:
Wouldn’t the police officers have left a few of their members behind as back-up? Is Static possessed of the same magic stealth abilities as Railrunner? quote:
Now he’s doing a friggin’ somersault. A twenty-foot long, twenty thousand pound were-roller-coaster is doing mid-air somersaults. quote:
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I’m pretty sure Miranda Leek meant “aroused” in that last sentence, given the context and Railrunner’s characterization so far. quote:
“It has powers that are very vital to you and to be discovered”, said Thunderbark of the Augu Ra in Chapter 12. Why does something with blood-bending, fire-bending and lightning-bending still need his McGuffin to give him Mass Disintegration? quote:
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gently caress YOU THUNDERBARK! Let Railrunner live or die on his own merits – who are you to interfere with the badass likes of Detective Black or FBI captain? quote:
The last chapter was pretty much free of typos – why have they returned with a vengeance all of a sudden? quote:
Also known as Hell.
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What anger? What frustration? You have a steady job, a supportive girlfriend and you recently discovered you're practically omnipotent. Are you angry because you found out your drinking buddies don't like rollercoasters? There is zero reason for you to be angry, especially considering what you've done to this city. Jesus loving Christ, this is absolutely horrid! I am really excited to find out more about Amusement Park Between. There's been a lot of bullshit piling up, I can't wait to see how further Miranda is going to entangle herself in her web of stupid, seeing how there's no way she'd actually elaborate on something in a reasonable manner.
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List of Railrunner’s powers Chapter 4 1. Remotely shatter glass 2. Possesses claws that are 15-inch long and perfectly sharp Chapter 5 3. Ability to run “faster than a car at top speed” 4. Can “hear anything and everything” 5. Heightened stealth Chapter 7 6. Bend lightning 7. Bend fire 8. Super strength 9. Super agility 10. Predict when things will happen, except death 11. Sense trouble 12. Never get sick 13. Venomous 14. Sight of a dragon 15. Gain power from amusement parks and carnivals 16. Control the speed of rides and how long they last Chapter 10 17. Healing factor Chapter 11 18. Immunity to bullets Chapter 12 19. Can change at will if wearing the Augu Ra 20. Can move between the worlds when wearing the Augu Ra Chapter 13 21. Can fire concussion beams Chapter 14 22. Bend metal Chapter 15 23. Bend blood 24. See in the dark 25. Heightened sense of smell Chapter 16 26. Shrink at will to fit into confined spaces 27. Control gravity so that they can "descend up" 29. Walk on walls and ceilings 30. Fall and land quietly on his wheels Chapter 18 31. Become “engrossed” by the sight of violence 32. Disintegrate people with his McGuffin
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List of damage caused by Railrunner and his gang of psychopathic monsters Chapter 4 1. Shattered the beer bottles being held by his friends Buddy and Sly, injuring their hands 2. Killed a cat 3. Wrecked the ambulance that came in response to Buddy and Sly's injuries 4. Wrecked a bar, killing at least 1 civilian 5. Attacked the bar-owner 6. Attacked the police officers who came in response to the chaos, killing 5 of them Chapter 5 7. Killed and ate a bull Chapter 8 8. Attacked his girlfriend Clare Chapter 9 9. Attacked Detective Black when he jumped in front of Clare to defend her from Railrunner's assault 10. Ran through the carnival, destroying nearly everything in his path, from toppling over small rides to completely obliterating food stands 11. Killed and ate a "fat black and white dairy cow" 12. Attacked and killed a SWAT officer who came in response to the chaos 13. Attacked his girlfriend Clare again 14. Attacked Detective Black again 15. Tried to attack Thunderbark with lightning Chapter 11 16. Cold-bloodedly murdered a gang of thugs who had accosted Clare but who had swiftly surrendered after seeing Railrunner's were-roller-coaster form 17. Attacked a pair of police officers who had come in response to a report of armed robbery in the area 18. Pushed large trucks out of his way while chasing the abovementioned police officers on the road, presumably causing multiple vehicle collisions Chapter 13 19. Killed a police officer by biting him in the neck 20. Killed another police officer by deflecting a bullet back into the police officer 21. Caused mass destruction to a group of police officers by firing a “concussion beam” 22. Flattened some more police officers by “flipping their cruisers” and crushing them underneath Chapter 15 23. Cruelly destroyed a mouse by manipulating the metal in its blood 24. Inflicted a minor injury on Detective Black 25. Slammed a few police offices on to a wall 26. Smashed a few more police officers with his tail 27. Knocked out a police officer by popping open his restraint 28. Attempted to crush a FBI captain by throwing a police car at him Chapter 16 29. Broke into a museum and stole a piece of jewellery known as the Augu Ra Chapter 18 30. Threw a dog into a tree, knocking it out (Thunderbark) 31. Destroyed a ferris wheel by climbing onto and then jumping off it with all of twenty thousand pounds of weight 32. Threw an armored truck at a group of police officers, hitting “several squad cars and policemen” 33. Broke off a light post and used it as a bat, breaking bones and smashing cars 34. Stabbed police officers with her “unicorn-like horn” (Merrylegs) 35. Stung people “as if they were a scorpion’s prey” (Static) 36. Disintegrated a row of police officers with his McGuffin 37. Struck down an FBI captain with a lightning bolt (Thunderbark) JosephWongKS fucked around with this message at 17:01 on Apr 26, 2013 |
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To the eternal memory of Detective Black, the unnamed FBI "Captain", and dozens of police officers who gave their lives fighting off a pack of feral Mary Sues, and, by doing that, saved thousands of innocent lives. I salute you, brave and noble book characters. edit: plurals my dad fucked around with this message at 16:57 on Apr 26, 2013 |
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And here we get to find out that Merrylegs is a unicorn for the first time in the book. We find that out when she's stabbing people with her horn. Maybe there was a reference to her lion-like tail earlier in the book. So much destruction, so much death. Every single one of team Railrunner is a bastard with no regards of human life whatsoever, and those are the heroes. And JWKS, you can add the destruction of the ferris wheel on that list, it will come up later.
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quote:A fleet of officers stood in rows with shields, and their guns aimed at me. I felt the power from the Augu Ra. I started to absorb it, the necklace began to produce a blinding glow. Then the power that generated from it was released in a major blast that came from the amulet, it hit the row of men, completely disintegrating them. Sigh. The important thing is that Detective Black, Captain Vicks and Special Agent Captain are all stone cold badasses.
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Isn't the RPG dude's name Vicks? He was the guy who interviewed Claire, wasn't he? Yes I know she says "bazooka" but it's an RPG in my headfiction. I doubt Miranda even knows the difference anyway. Uh. Well, you know... I get the distinct impression that Miranda was in an abusive relationship when she wrote this book. I mean everything about Clare's reactions make sense, the way she just has to accept that he can't control himself, the way she has to realize that deep down he cares about her, and so on. I mean hell, their relationship in this novel basically goes through the whole Cycle of Abuse. Not to mention the way Miranda keeps going on about Railrunner's drinking. This book is actually really quite horrible on multiple levels.
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Roller coasters, carousel horses, bumper cars: all living, sentient beings. Ferris Wheel? gently caress it, just a thing. This book is racist against its own fictional races!
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quote:Blood pumped at an abdominal [sic] rate. Seeing as your heart's in your abdomen, it'll tend to! quote:“We need to lose these goons once and for all. They probably have video cameras with them, if they film us as we leave. We will be exposed. By getting rid of them we are safe.” So your response to the fear that you might be captured on film is to massacre the well-lit police lines and leave behind hundreds of witnesses (along with who knows how many dashboard cameras and distant news crews) instead of laying low until you can discover the portal and sneak in? And that's just leaving aside the fact that Railrunner was caught on the bar's surveillance cameras way back when.
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# ? Apr 26, 2013 21:01 |
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JosephWongKS posted:Chapter 18 - Final Rush Oh, I get it now. He's running fast because he's Sonic and he needs to kill all these people to get those RADICAL! bonuses.
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What amazes me the most is that Merrylegs had no objections with engaging in wanton slaughter of the police force. She struck me as the token moral party member. Man, none of the rides have any redeeming qualities at all.
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~*~Fanfiction~*~ posted:"Guess who's home!" Black seems like a family person.
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"I cut down the last Vietnamese guerilla fighter with my trusty machete, in my victory I impregnated the entire village.” “No way.” Kowalski says. “So let me get this straight; you successfully led a one man assault on a village with nothing but your favorite brand of cigarettes and a machete and had sex with the entire female population before your back-up arrived?” “To be fair, my back up came while I was repopulating the village, but I made them wait until I was done.” Detective Black states right before taking a sip from his coffee. “Classic Black.” Kowalski says while shaking his head. Detective Black brings his coffee back to his lips for another sip when his radio crackles to life. “Break-Break, this is Dispatch. All available units needed for a disturbance at bar Snooks; corner of 5th and Broadmore, over.” Black snatches the radio off the diner table and holds it to his face. “Dispatch this is Black. Wilco to Snooks, over and out.” “Well there goes the idea of a quiet night.” Says the officer. “Also, I think your lingo may be off…” “I’m a man of action Kowalski. I don’t have time for some dumb vernacular. I only have time to bust some heads in.” Black snatches the radio from the table and leaves a large tip with his phone number for the waitress he’ll probably have sex with tomorrow. Detective Black effortlessly drifts into a parking spot and coolly steps out of his sports car while lighting one of his favorite cigarettes. In front of him, there was pandemonium. There were bodies lying around and injured policemen being treated by paramedics. Black walks up to one of the injured and as he stoops to his eye level he asks, “So, did you see who did all this?” He blows out a ring of smoke into the officer’s face. “I have no Idea.” He says. “All I can remember is a squad car coming at me.” The fat police officer held an ice pack to his head to help with the swelling. Black, nodded his head and then turned to address his colleagues. “Does anyone else involved have a brief description of what our suspect looks like?” Black neither had the time or the patience for this mess. He had a stable full of honeys that were not going to impregnate themselves. A tall officer waves Black over and briefs him. “Yes, the bar owner was also involved.” He says pointing to a bald man sitting on the steps of the ruined building. Black heaves a sigh and takes a drag from his favorite cigarette brand cigarette and walks over to Mr. Calloway. “Mr. Calloway, what did you see?” Black demanded firmly, yet pensively. The bar owner looked exhausted and he took a moment before he replies. “You’re not going to believe this, but it was a roller coaster.” Black began to laugh but then started to choke on his cigarette. “Sir, have you been drinking?” He asks. “Heavens no! It was a roller coaster! A mutant roller coaster! It was unlike anything I’ve ever seen! It was red and about seventeen feet tall. It had two cat-like eyes and a nose like a snake’s. Its teeth were like a wolf’s and it could roar like a tiger!” He protested, looking very flabbergasted. “That’s quite enough Mr. Calloway.” Black says as he rolls his eyes. “Mr. Calloway persists. Detective, I think it may be on the security camera.” He pulls it out of his pocket and hands it over. “Here’s the tape.” Black took the tape and excused himself from the bar owner. Stepping into a police van, he hands the tap over to one of the tech guys and they all begin to watch. Black never even notices his favorite cigarette brand cigarette falling from his open mouth. “He is right…” Mercedes fucked around with this message at 02:06 on Apr 27, 2013 |
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horriblePencilist posted:Something quite good. Please keep this up, the ~*~Fanfiction~*~ is so much better than the real deal. After all, Black's still alive in it. FakeEdit: Mercedes posted:A different perspective. I like Pencilist's Black better, but yours definitely has that action-movie hero appeal.
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We should buy these for Miranda.
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When the rusty brown compact pulled up alongside the police tape, Officer Coleman couldn't help but laugh. "What's so funny?" asked his partner, Blake. "Over there." Coleman pointed at the car. "You said Central wouldn't take our report seriously. Well, there's your proof that they did." Detective Black exited the car with a fast food coffee in one hand and his Marlboros in the other, awkwardly alternating between trying to sip from his still-too-hot coffee and packing his cigarettes against the side of his forearm. Blake's first impression of the detective was of rumpled insomnia; his hair might have been neatly parted on the left if he had bothered to comb it, his shirt and pants were as rumpled as if he had tried to sleep in them, and the badge he kept on a necklace was flipped the wrong way. "Not many folks know him this far out in the suburbs," Coleman whispered, "but those who do..." Blake followed Coleman's subtle nod and noticed how certain of the other officers seemed to maintain a respectful distance away from the detective, eying him warily whenever they thought he wasn't looking. Black walked straight over to Coleman and Blake where they were maintaining the line. "Either of you fellas can tell me why I got woken up after midnight?" he asked the pair. "Captain mighta told me on the phone, but I was still mostly asleep at the time." "Sir. We received reports--" Blake began, but Black interrupted by shoving his coffee into Blake's hands. Giving his pack two more solid smacks, he drew out a smoke, put away the rest, and began to pat himself down, hunting for his lighter. He waved for Blake to continue as he searched. "...We received reports that an unknown assailant attacked a group of paramedics as they were tending to two men who hurt their hands when their glass bottles shattered in their hands. One of the men fled out to the street, but the other man and the two paramedics hid in the bar. The assailant then smashed through the windows and began to destroy the interior. The owner attempted to fend him--it--off, but he just made it angry. The assailant then chased him into the basement and almost tore a steel door out of its frame, but by then Officers Jacobs and Rodney, the first responders, managed to distract its attention back outside the building. In response, the--the thing..." Blake began to stutter. He'd never known Jacobs as more than a coworker, but Rodney had been a member of his weekly board gaming club. Coleman stepped in with the rest of the information. "That's their squad car over there," he said, pointing to an upsided heap of cars two more officers and a tow truck driver were scratching their heads over, "and Jacobs was thrown over there," he added, pointing to another car on the other end of the parking lot with a broken windshield. "After that, the thing ran off into the woods along the back there. Luckily, the paramedics weren't severely injured and got everyone the first aid they needed. No casualties, although we did find a dead cat in a drainage ditch by the parking lot. Jacobs and half the customers are at St. Francis Hospital now, but the rest are waiting inside for witness statements. Bar owner's in there, too; somehow he escaped without a scratch." "Guess he's got Jacobs to thank for that," Black observed. "I'll see if I can't get someone to give her a medal. Rodney, too." Finally locating his lighter, Black lit his cigarette and pulled a deep drag out of it. Suddenly remembering his coffee, he leaned forward to retrieve it, breathing smoke into Blake's face. "Sorry about that," Black apologized as he ducked under the police tape and walked to the bar. After a few moments, Blake turned to his partner. "Wait, how'd he know Jacobs was a she?" he asked. Coleman only answered with a warning shake of his head. Detective Black entered the tavern with an appreciative whistle. Not only were two wide windows completely smashed, their steel frames warped from a sudden impact, but the walls beneath them were nearly demolished to the foundation. The interior walls and furniture seemed to be scattered about at random, although paths had been cleared out and intact furniture found for the witnesses to use. The bar owner himself sat on a stool behind his bar, or rather what was left of it; Black was able to appreciate the pure quartz countertop thanks to the deep, wide claw marks that bit straight through the stone and halfway into the wood beneath it. Most of the taps had been smashed and were still leaking onto the ground, mingling with a number of liquor bottles that got too close to the action and gave the whole room a thick alcoholic stench. The owner sat unmoving, staring at a glass of what Black could only guess was water; far too much booze had spilled on the floor for him to be certain. "Mr. Calloway? Detective Black." Glancing down, Black finally noticed his badge and flipped it the right side out, then extended his hand. Calloway, only registering the policeman after a full two seconds of staring, took the man's hand in what the detective noted was a very wet and timid handshake. "I understand this may be a hard time for you, but I do need to know what happened here tonight." The overweight owner shook his head sadly. "You'd never believe me." "You might be surprised," Black replied. Calloway sighed, then spoke: "A roller coaster did it." Black got a sudden mental image of a tall, green amusement park attraction and falling down a steep hill into a pair of loop-the-loops. "So you mean, like, a roller coaster train? You're saying one of those things got up off its tracks, scared the living daylights out of a pair of medics, tore down that wall over there, gouged out your bar, tore up a steel door, and tossed a car like it was trying to hit milk bottles at the midway?" Calloway nodded and sighed once more, and Black scoffed. Internally, however, the detective was furiously correlating everything he'd seen so far. As many years as he'd spent in the paranatural department, living amusement rides were a new one on him, and he'd need to know as much as he could about the new creature as fast as he figure it out. Still, most people didn't expect authority figures to take them seriously after a brush with the supernatural, and defying that expectation usually created more unease and panic than it relieved. All of a sudden, the bar owner perked up. "I just had a thought--if it's still safe--it should still be safe..." The middle-aged man hopped off his stool and hustled into the kitchen whose door had been forcibly widened by a very stocky figure. Stocky enough to seat two adults side by side? Black wondered. He followed close behind Calloway as the latter rattled off an explanation: "Security cameras...had 'em installed after a couple customers gave me trouble for 'throwing them out too early,' hmph...but if they lasted long enough...if the computer's still intact..." The bar owner led the detective down into a basement full of steel kegs, crates of liquor, stacks of wine, and bottles of beer. At the other end sat what remained of the steel door: the metal was merely hollow, but this time the claw marks were unmistakable. "Aha!" Calloway exclaimed, rushing to the computer. "I've got two angles for you to pick from, officer." Detective Black waited as Calloway muddled his way through the recording software, and his patience was rewarded when what could only be a red roller coaster train burst in through the wall, destroyed half the furniture, leaped across the bar, and then surged back out the hole it created, following the police responders who briefly appeared on one camera. Black had the bar owner pause the video on the creature's profile and took a good, long look. The monster appeared to have an almost lizard-like facial profile, with disturbingly human-like arms and dozens of legs which all ended in three wheel-tipped fingers with massive metallic claws for spokes. Black had never known such a thing could even exist, but he knew trouble when he saw it. He turned to Calloway. "I'm going to have to borrow your computer."
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That was absolutely fantastic. Can Leek use this for her edited version of Twisted?
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# ? Apr 27, 2013 08:57 |
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We should invite her to these forums where we'll basically rewrite the entire book for her.
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The Something Awful Forums > The Finer Arts > The Book Barn > Where I Read: Miranda Leek's "Twisted" – Coasterwriting 101: A private literature session for Miranda Leek
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I am loving the fanfictions that are arising from this thread. Goes to show just who is the real hero of the book. And I like it because Black is my favorite character, probably because he died before becoming too abhorrent for any to like him. Well, for birthday I managed to get a book which is basically Twisted! with werewolves, except the whole fantasy world, and much better spelling. It's not out in English, and I hope it won't be. Guy who discovers he's a born werewolf, has bad tempers because of that, loses control and and attacks, mentor type + others reel him in, final confrontation and of course there is this girl and they're so much in love with each other and it turns out that she's a werewolf. And the advertisement blurb for the book? "If you liked Twilight and the Hunger Games, this is a book for you!" Zero anything that could resemble Battle Royale, ham-handed romance, and the main character is a man? Feels more "Oh poo poo we printed too many copies before we realized this book is poo poo, buy it!" What would a blurb be for Twisted! ? "Nothing you've seen before!"
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Iced Cocoa posted:What would a blurb be for Twisted! ? "Imaginative in a unique way." -Newsweek "Unbelievably special." -The Detroit News "A brilliantly surrealistic and outrageous portrait of the inner workings of the mind of a band of amoral, unbalanced, and psychopathic beings endowed with near infinite power." -The Toronto Star "Why is this?" -Publishers Weekly
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Mercedes posted:We should invite her to these forums where we'll basically rewrite the entire book for her. I take jokes too far so I might do this. Let's get to the coaster loving first. ... What? Oh come on, you know it's coming. 1. This book is written by a lonely teenage girl... 2. ...Who uses words starting with "anthro-"... 3. ...To describe something like Shadowtrack Coaster loving is all but guaranteed.
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I'm going to wager that the coaster loving will have to be done without waking someone in the next room, in keeping with the "stealthy 20 ton metal object" theme.
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Interlude - Dangerous Watersquote:
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This is great. I hope you'll write more Twisted ~fanfics~ eventually.
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If this place is populated by remorseless murderers like yourselves, I can why it’d be dangerous. quote:
Motif =/= Motive. quote:
“Moonhoof”? Seriously, you are going to go with “Moonhoof”? quote:
Why do you guys need “fortunetellers” and “psychics” when every one of you can “Predict when things will happen, except death” and “Sense trouble”? quote:
Does that mean this character bio is written from 38 years in the book’s future? Though Railrunner being a “big baby” does explain a lot about the immaturity and childishness he has demonstrated in the book. quote:
If you have technology that is far more advanced than any humans, why are you running like scared chickens away from them all the time? And why haven’t you used any of that technology so far? quote:
Miranda Leek has serious issues with the apostrophe, doesn’t she? quote:
Of course were-roller-coasters have nictitating membranes over their eyes. quote:
Are those carousel-fish? If not, why would there be inferior organic fish in the paradisial Amusement Park Between? quote:
And of course they can hold their breath underwater for thirty minutes. quote:
So were-roller-coasters can swim but other amusement park rides need boats to travel across water. Croweton was right, this book is racist against its own fictional races. quote:
Why is a place with “technology far more advanced than any humans” still using potions and candles and books? Where are the pills and electric lighting and Kindles? quote:
As someone earlier in the thread mentioned, shouldn’t Amusement Park Between be the “real world” for these amusement park rides? quote:
Number of sighs this chapter – 2 quote:
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Is it just me, or just this scene feel slightly skeevy? quote:
Yep, “big baby” pretty much describes Railrunner. quote:
Number of sighs this chapter - 4 quote:
Number of sighs this chapter – 5 quote:
Wait, what was the point of that switch from Railrunner’s first-person perspective to Thunderbark’s third-person perspective and back to Railrnner’s first-person perspective? The only thing of note that transpired during Thunderbark’s third-person perspective was Moonhoof refusing to divulge the location of “The Temple of the Red”, on which she immediately relented right after seeing Railrunner in the very same chapter. There was no information or secrets hidden from Railrunner but divulged to the reader that would create tension or suspense or anxiety. quote:
Reminiscent of “His eyes turned into that of which they were” in Chapter 13.
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# ? Apr 28, 2013 05:44 |
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List of Railrunner’s powers Chapter 4 1. Remotely shatter glass 2. Possesses claws that are 15-inch long and perfectly sharp Chapter 5 3. Ability to run “faster than a car at top speed” 4. Can “hear anything and everything” 5. Heightened stealth Chapter 7 6. Bend lightning 7. Bend fire 8. Super strength 9. Super agility 10. Predict when things will happen, except death 11. Sense trouble 12. Never get sick 13. Venomous 14. Sight of a dragon 15. Gain power from amusement parks and carnivals 16. Control the speed of rides and how long they last Chapter 10 17. Healing factor Chapter 11 18. Immunity to bullets Chapter 12 19. Can change at will if wearing the Augu Ra 20. Can move between the worlds when wearing the Augu Ra Chapter 13 21. Can fire concussion beams Chapter 14 22. Bend metal Chapter 15 23. Bend blood 24. See in the dark 25. Heightened sense of smell Chapter 16 26. Shrink at will to fit into confined spaces 27. Control gravity so that they can "descend up" 29. Walk on walls and ceilings 30. Fall and land quietly on his wheels Chapter 18 31. Become “engrossed” by the sight of violence 32. Disintegrate people with his McGuffin Chapter 19 33. Nictitating membranes over his eyes 34. Can hold his breath for more than thirty minutes
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Considering their sheer length and mass, I think the fact that they can swim in the first place should be considered a 'power'. I don't see anything that heavy doing anything but sinking straight to the bottom.
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# ? Apr 28, 2013 06:04 |
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JosephWongKS posted:Merrylegs chuckled a little. “A roller coaster can live forever if it plays its cards right.” drat. A possible lifespan between zero and infinity and "old" is still in double digits? Roller coasters must tear each other apart constantly. quote:“Well, if a roller coaster could run on land and rails, then it can swim,” I said quietly to myself. Perfect logic! After all, a regular train runs on land and rails, and it can swim, right? ...Oh. quote:Miranda Leek has serious issues with the apostrophe, doesn’t she? Sadly prevalent. quote:Why is a place with “technology far more advanced than any humans” still using potions and candles and books? Where are the pills and electric lighting and Kindles? You tell me how you're supposed to have a wise Jamaican voodoo lady who lives in a swamp without potions, candles, and books.
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# ? Apr 28, 2013 07:49 |
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Bobbin Threadbare posted:drat. A possible lifespan between zero and infinity and "old" is still in double digits? Roller coasters must tear each other apart constantly. I wouldn't be surprised. The two were-roller-coasters we've seen so far have been a vicious, murderous lot.
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# ? Apr 28, 2013 07:53 |
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Yes, some of those "irresponsible decisions." Like murdering people. Lots of people. On purpose. Murder is very irresponsible. Especially when you're a destined hero like Railrod here. Don't wanna go murdering people, unless they're people in which case they're less than people and so you can murder a murder of people. People who say otherwise are just sheeple. A murder of sheeple. Also, bad language. Don't swear, Murderrunner. It's bad form. You should be polite and remember your "thank yous" while slaughtering humans by the dozen. Otherwise, you'll get chastised and you'll turn redder than you already are from the blood of all the people you murdered. But saying "drat?" That'll drat you harder than the murder of scores of people. I really wish Rodney the Murder King would just keel over and die. Maybe commit suicide, since that's sort of like murdering yourself.
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