The Eight-One sequence along the edge of the monster continued to disconnect itself from the meshwork, widening the gap and allowing the One-Eight-Ones in the soup to begin filling in the widening gap between the meshworks. Scanning into the crevice revealed that the base of the monster matched pattern of the meshwork in a complimentary way, yet was under control of the rest of the structure, allowing the monster to peel away from the meshwork below.
With the base meshwork cleared of the monster, I began pressing forward toward the attraction zone that the monster had to be covering. My Seven-One-One end was fairly good at acting like a One-Eight-One and brushed the underside of the detaching monster as nudged my way in. Slowly counting the mini-hops and tickling the monster, the outer edge caught a pulse of One-Eight-Ones.
The mesh of the monster flexed and rippled in response to the pulse, transmitting the tug on the edge along the base and eventually to the separation zone. The resulting rapid separation revealed a cavity that enveloped the attraction zone, and a flood of One-Eight-Ones rushed past the edge freeing the attraction zone for a clear view. It was quite a fright to be staring down a Six flanked by a pair of Sevens, one of which was spinning a highly charged One.
April 30, 2010
April 29, 2010
Survey Work
After discovering the blend line and seam, I re-measured the distance from the attraction point to the edge of the meshwork monster, and discovered that had mini-hopped about 30 times to get from zone to seam. Angling off from the zone, parallel to the seam, I started counting mini-hops. Measuring 56 mini-hops to the next attraction zone, it was loaded with a wiggle-tail 5-ring.
Scanning for the top of the monster, I re-vectored and rolled toward the mountain once again, counting along and reaching 32 mini-hops before discovering that it was very difficult to roll the Eights up onto the mountain mesh. Continuing the rolling and counting, exploring the rough distance between attraction zones and the base of the mountain mesh. I was certain that there was a zone underneath the mountain, and eventually, I reached the pucker pattern in the seam that I first spotted.
Venturing toward the odd construction, I tried scanning into a pucker, but the return was less than disappointing. The density was high enough that it may as well have been a wall of neutrons. Patrolling the boarder between the meshworks, I slid toward the next member of the pucker pattern just to try another scan, and as I moved to square with the opening, the forward Ones at the edge of the pucker released their hold on the meshwork below.
Scanning for the top of the monster, I re-vectored and rolled toward the mountain once again, counting along and reaching 32 mini-hops before discovering that it was very difficult to roll the Eights up onto the mountain mesh. Continuing the rolling and counting, exploring the rough distance between attraction zones and the base of the mountain mesh. I was certain that there was a zone underneath the mountain, and eventually, I reached the pucker pattern in the seam that I first spotted.
Venturing toward the odd construction, I tried scanning into a pucker, but the return was less than disappointing. The density was high enough that it may as well have been a wall of neutrons. Patrolling the boarder between the meshworks, I slid toward the next member of the pucker pattern just to try another scan, and as I moved to square with the opening, the forward Ones at the edge of the pucker released their hold on the meshwork below.
April 28, 2010
Large Loomer
I began alternating right and left turns at each attachment zone as I rolled toward the horizon. Before departing toward the next zone, I scanned toward the whorls to make sure that I was on course. I even made two lefts to get a better perspective, followed by four rights to see the other side. I knew that I was getting closer, but it was increasingly difficult to locate the edge of the meshwork at what I thought was the horizon.
After two more lefts and a return to the alternation of directions to equalize my course, I began to discover that the horizon was rising, and the pulse-induced whorls were coming from behind the edge. I was close enough now that I could look at the Seven-Six-Six backbone that made up the meshwork at the base of the mountain of meshwork that I had stumbled toward.
The blend-line was difficult to spot, as it used the same pattern as the meshwork, but in alternation, to create an attachment that appeared seamless. The difference was in the subtle change in angle and the occasional pucker that gave the seam away. Above, the Seven-Six-Six chain that formed the backbone of this mesh segment was far longer and convoluted than the smaller chains that made up the large and stable meshwork that I had been travelling. That's when I realized what I was scanning.
It was a monster.
After two more lefts and a return to the alternation of directions to equalize my course, I began to discover that the horizon was rising, and the pulse-induced whorls were coming from behind the edge. I was close enough now that I could look at the Seven-Six-Six backbone that made up the meshwork at the base of the mountain of meshwork that I had stumbled toward.
The blend-line was difficult to spot, as it used the same pattern as the meshwork, but in alternation, to create an attachment that appeared seamless. The difference was in the subtle change in angle and the occasional pucker that gave the seam away. Above, the Seven-Six-Six chain that formed the backbone of this mesh segment was far longer and convoluted than the smaller chains that made up the large and stable meshwork that I had been travelling. That's when I realized what I was scanning.
It was a monster.
April 27, 2010
Circling Outward
I kept rolling and mini-hopping from one attraction zone to the next, making a partial left turn at each secured 5-ring. Things were beginning to look very much the same, mainly because they were. Locked in place, the 5-rings provided the stress and wiggle necessary to keep the soup flowing from the pulsed network and into the zones between the meshworks.
Moving ahead and pushing the horizon, I found that I was able to scan off the edge from time to time while between active zones. The One-Eight-Ones of the soup were floating in an agitated pattern above and around me as I continued to ply the boundary between the soup and the meshwork. It was purely by accident that I noticed the whorls.
While tracking the motion of One-Eight-Ones is fairly random, the pulses from the network create channels of motion. In some cases, they just pulse outward into diffused randomness. In this case, near the horizon, each pulse produced two upward streams that diverged. Each stream curved back upon itself in a tightening spiral, leaving the wedge zone between the streams undisturbed, relatively.
Moving ahead and pushing the horizon, I found that I was able to scan off the edge from time to time while between active zones. The One-Eight-Ones of the soup were floating in an agitated pattern above and around me as I continued to ply the boundary between the soup and the meshwork. It was purely by accident that I noticed the whorls.
While tracking the motion of One-Eight-Ones is fairly random, the pulses from the network create channels of motion. In some cases, they just pulse outward into diffused randomness. In this case, near the horizon, each pulse produced two upward streams that diverged. Each stream curved back upon itself in a tightening spiral, leaving the wedge zone between the streams undisturbed, relatively.
April 26, 2010
Surface Search
I rolled around the entire attachment zone. Thumping as I could, spinning and flipping next door to Electrons in the attachment structure, all to no net effect. It was possible to stress and strain individual locks, but no single lock was able to eject the wiggle-tail 5-ring. Moving quickly and double-flipping pairs of locks, I was able to lift the last Six in the ring.
Once the Six popped up, I tried to get to a third lock point, but the Six would snap back into its old position before I could even get to the next lock. I tried many routes and switched the direction of travel, trying to work the tail-lock which was shut far tighter. There was just no way that I could be the key that releases the 5-ring.
Knowing that what slots in pops out, there had to be a key. The 5-rings could not stay, and should not stay. If this ring was not going to cooperate, there had to be a ring attached somewhere on this meshwork that was departing. Setting a course, I rolled the 50+ mini-hops toward the next zone. Finding that it was filled and secure, I adjusted course toward the left by about the same angle that I saw in the 5-ring and rattled off to find the next zone.
Once the Six popped up, I tried to get to a third lock point, but the Six would snap back into its old position before I could even get to the next lock. I tried many routes and switched the direction of travel, trying to work the tail-lock which was shut far tighter. There was just no way that I could be the key that releases the 5-ring.
Knowing that what slots in pops out, there had to be a key. The 5-rings could not stay, and should not stay. If this ring was not going to cooperate, there had to be a ring attached somewhere on this meshwork that was departing. Setting a course, I rolled the 50+ mini-hops toward the next zone. Finding that it was filled and secure, I adjusted course toward the left by about the same angle that I saw in the 5-ring and rattled off to find the next zone.
April 25, 2010
Field of Dreams
One-Eight-Ones and other assorted small atoms were continuing to flow from the pulsed soup network into the meshwork region that I found myself in. Clinging to the meshwork and letting the Eights to their roll-and-flop across the One-heavy surface, I managed to dance along, dodging the pulses in the soup.
I hopped off of the sieve and onto an attached meshwork. Here, I found one of the tagged 5-rings locked into a receiver zone. I was not sure if this was the same 5-ring that I had collided with to get here or not. I did not see any extra Neutrons, but then again, I did not dive in and flitter around the backside to check everything. Usually a heavy nucleus is just a little larger.
Leaving the 5-ring still twitching, I rolled across the surface and found several more attachment zones, all arranged in a regular pattern. Pick a direction and travel. I counted about 57 mini-hops each time, and found another filled receiver. Considering my past experience, capturing one of these wiggle-tail 5-rings could be very interesting. The only task ahead of me was unlocking one of them from a receiver area. I still recall the rejection jolt from my past misaligned adventures.
I hopped off of the sieve and onto an attached meshwork. Here, I found one of the tagged 5-rings locked into a receiver zone. I was not sure if this was the same 5-ring that I had collided with to get here or not. I did not see any extra Neutrons, but then again, I did not dive in and flitter around the backside to check everything. Usually a heavy nucleus is just a little larger.
Leaving the 5-ring still twitching, I rolled across the surface and found several more attachment zones, all arranged in a regular pattern. Pick a direction and travel. I counted about 57 mini-hops each time, and found another filled receiver. Considering my past experience, capturing one of these wiggle-tail 5-rings could be very interesting. The only task ahead of me was unlocking one of them from a receiver area. I still recall the rejection jolt from my past misaligned adventures.
April 24, 2010
Forceful Pause
I was coping with the deluge for quite a while, finding my Shorty inadequate to the task of station keeping in the flow, I began cutting across the flow as best I could. Approaching an unexpanded meshwork and taking advantage of the flow, I rotated the Shorty to land on the Eights and headed for the Seven once again to keep things straight and normal to the meshwork.
Locking on and making the partial mode switch into sliding mode, I was able to power along against the flow, and scan the opposite side between the One-Eight-Ones that were moving swiftly. That's when I started to feel the bend. The Seven was being tugged at by the Ones and I was working to maintain the vertical orientation, lest I slip and drop into full mesh mode.
Working the subtleties of the synchro drive, I kept from loosing all scanning ability by keeping the Seven end free of the meshwork. The force paused and I relaxed to prevent drift, and the direction reversed at the same time as waves of Electron pulses washed through the region. The result of these pulses was a huge displacement as the forces accelerated briefly and then stopped. Even the flow of One-Eight-Ones paused, missing a pulse or two.
Locking on and making the partial mode switch into sliding mode, I was able to power along against the flow, and scan the opposite side between the One-Eight-Ones that were moving swiftly. That's when I started to feel the bend. The Seven was being tugged at by the Ones and I was working to maintain the vertical orientation, lest I slip and drop into full mesh mode.
Working the subtleties of the synchro drive, I kept from loosing all scanning ability by keeping the Seven end free of the meshwork. The force paused and I relaxed to prevent drift, and the direction reversed at the same time as waves of Electron pulses washed through the region. The result of these pulses was a huge displacement as the forces accelerated briefly and then stopped. Even the flow of One-Eight-Ones paused, missing a pulse or two.
April 23, 2010
Influx Exodus
The Ones began to wiggle as the Eights continued to protrude through the expanding mesh. A nearby Eight made it completely through the mesh and pulled it's other One through. The meshwork contracted slightly around the One as it passed, relaxing the grip on the neighboring Eights that began to popping through in response.
Revealing their extra Ones as they entered the soup, the influx of One-Eight-Ones began to distance me from the meshwork. Another wave of Ones began to protrude, and one of the larger openings was sporting an Eleven as the meshwork continued to expand. There was only a brief pause as the Eights crossed the meshwork, releasing the next wave of One-Eight-Ones into the local soup.
A new flow was beginning in the soup, and I was working hard to keep position. Scanning into one of the holes, I spotted an old and familiar meshwork that was unaffected as it passed below the openings. The unique structure that veiled high concentrations of Eights was quite unmistakable as it passed, only to be followed by the outflow of an even larger number of One-Eight-Ones.
Revealing their extra Ones as they entered the soup, the influx of One-Eight-Ones began to distance me from the meshwork. Another wave of Ones began to protrude, and one of the larger openings was sporting an Eleven as the meshwork continued to expand. There was only a brief pause as the Eights crossed the meshwork, releasing the next wave of One-Eight-Ones into the local soup.
A new flow was beginning in the soup, and I was working hard to keep position. Scanning into one of the holes, I spotted an old and familiar meshwork that was unaffected as it passed below the openings. The unique structure that veiled high concentrations of Eights was quite unmistakable as it passed, only to be followed by the outflow of an even larger number of One-Eight-Ones.
April 22, 2010
Permission Slip
Flipping the scan to follow the passing 5-ring, I realized that the Shorty had not traveled far from the attraction zone, so I shut down the synchro-drive and drifted lazily. For a few moments, I recorded rotation, and discovered that it was not my Shorty that was rolling, but the 5-ring was reorienting itself.
The 5-ring emitted a final Wig as the tag slotted into the attraction area, nestling nicely. The rest of the process completed without incident, and I continued my float toward the meshwork as the 5-ring itself locked into position and began a pulsing waveform that began to travel across the sea of Ones that made up the vastness of the meshwork.
Another wave rippled across the meshwork, and a nearly regular gridwork of Ones began to rise. Each pulse from the attraction area rippled outward, jiggling the sea of Ones and pushing the gridwork farther upward from the nominal surface. Then things got bigger, as each of the ones was attached to an Eight that began to breach the meshwork. Locked in, just waiting to be be released by a pulse, the sea of Ones continued to thin, as the Eights began to wobble in response to the weakening force holding them in place.
The 5-ring emitted a final Wig as the tag slotted into the attraction area, nestling nicely. The rest of the process completed without incident, and I continued my float toward the meshwork as the 5-ring itself locked into position and began a pulsing waveform that began to travel across the sea of Ones that made up the vastness of the meshwork.
Another wave rippled across the meshwork, and a nearly regular gridwork of Ones began to rise. Each pulse from the attraction area rippled outward, jiggling the sea of Ones and pushing the gridwork farther upward from the nominal surface. Then things got bigger, as each of the ones was attached to an Eight that began to breach the meshwork. Locked in, just waiting to be be released by a pulse, the sea of Ones continued to thin, as the Eights began to wobble in response to the weakening force holding them in place.
April 21, 2010
Wag Drive
The Six-Six-Seven tail segment hanging from the 5-ring was hanging freely compared to my shorty, which had a pair of Eights hanging directly off the second Six. The massive anchor of the 5-ring and the flexibility of having the second Six connect with a Six on the ring, was the key to shove-off move that I had just watched the tagged 5-ring produce.
Each Wig pulse corresponded to pulling the Seven closer to the ring, and orienting a soup member into the push zone. While one would expect that the One-Eight-One that became the target would just push into the soup, making a hole, this was not the case. As the Wag move popped out a pulse and the push began, the springboard Eight pushed the ones into the soup, and stopped.
One-Eight-Ones have an interesting property that they will lock together, creating an immobile wall that simply does not move when pushed. Each new One-Eight-One that the 5-ring pushed on was locked into the wall structure as the 5-ring plowed its way forward. I followed as best I could, finding my synchro-drive to slow to keep up. Lucky for me, there was not far to go.
Each Wig pulse corresponded to pulling the Seven closer to the ring, and orienting a soup member into the push zone. While one would expect that the One-Eight-One that became the target would just push into the soup, making a hole, this was not the case. As the Wag move popped out a pulse and the push began, the springboard Eight pushed the ones into the soup, and stopped.
One-Eight-Ones have an interesting property that they will lock together, creating an immobile wall that simply does not move when pushed. Each new One-Eight-One that the 5-ring pushed on was locked into the wall structure as the 5-ring plowed its way forward. I followed as best I could, finding my synchro-drive to slow to keep up. Lucky for me, there was not far to go.
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