Yes.
I'd explain further, but spoilers. Suffice it to say that it isn't what it will be, it won't always be what it's going to be, and I'm going to let me answer your question for you, rather than answering it myself.
Sadly, I don't know what you just suggested to me, and would have a hard time finding that much metal on my car. It's one of those modern, plasticky monstrosities.
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Entry 6 (Day 4)
I'm typing this entry from a rock next to the river. The rock next to me has one of the local water-dwellers on it- the result of about ten minutes of work.
These are the strangest fish I've ever seen.
The first hint came when I spent a bit of time watching the fins move through the water, looking for an exploitable pattern. I'd actually noticed it last night, but I didn't realize that I'd noticed it, if you catch my drift. The things don't swim like normal fish. They spend a few seconds wriggling around in one place- moving ridiculously slowly by terrestrial standards- then straighten out and shoot forward a few feet. Then they repeat the cycle. It was simplicity itself to watch one, time the cycle, and scoop it up in my hamper when it stopped moving forward.
What I saw left me boggling. Imagine the shape of a normal fish. Bulk it up a bit- make it wider, closer to round. Give it a wide mouth on the bottom, sort of like a catfish- it's fairly obviously a bottom-feeder of some sort. Above the mouth is where things began to get odd.
The creature has three eyes- one on each side of its body, lower than Earth fish have them, and a third more in the center of its 'face'. Above the middle eye, there were three gill slits surrounding an odd pucker in the fish's face. As I watched, the pucker opened up, exposing a churning tube of muscle- one look, and I figured out what the thing was.
Turns out the local fish somehow evolved water jet propulsion. The middle of the fish is a hole, filled with an impressive number of muscles, which pulse in sequence to force a jet of water out the back of the fish. That's why it was moving in spurts!
I'm just going to sit here a while, and let it choke to death. Later!
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
I'd explain further, but spoilers. Suffice it to say that it isn't what it will be, it won't always be what it's going to be, and I'm going to let me answer your question for you, rather than answering it myself.
Sadly, I don't know what you just suggested to me, and would have a hard time finding that much metal on my car. It's one of those modern, plasticky monstrosities.
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Entry 6 (Day 4)
I'm typing this entry from a rock next to the river. The rock next to me has one of the local water-dwellers on it- the result of about ten minutes of work.
These are the strangest fish I've ever seen.
The first hint came when I spent a bit of time watching the fins move through the water, looking for an exploitable pattern. I'd actually noticed it last night, but I didn't realize that I'd noticed it, if you catch my drift. The things don't swim like normal fish. They spend a few seconds wriggling around in one place- moving ridiculously slowly by terrestrial standards- then straighten out and shoot forward a few feet. Then they repeat the cycle. It was simplicity itself to watch one, time the cycle, and scoop it up in my hamper when it stopped moving forward.
What I saw left me boggling. Imagine the shape of a normal fish. Bulk it up a bit- make it wider, closer to round. Give it a wide mouth on the bottom, sort of like a catfish- it's fairly obviously a bottom-feeder of some sort. Above the mouth is where things began to get odd.
The creature has three eyes- one on each side of its body, lower than Earth fish have them, and a third more in the center of its 'face'. Above the middle eye, there were three gill slits surrounding an odd pucker in the fish's face. As I watched, the pucker opened up, exposing a churning tube of muscle- one look, and I figured out what the thing was.
Turns out the local fish somehow evolved water jet propulsion. The middle of the fish is a hole, filled with an impressive number of muscles, which pulse in sequence to force a jet of water out the back of the fish. That's why it was moving in spurts!
I'm just going to sit here a while, and let it choke to death. Later!
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.