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Macro Logic
9 years ago
I've often wondered about the whole macro fetish. I mean, sure, I suppose I can see the micro thing? Being tiny? Whatever.
But macro? Twenty, fifty, one-hundred feet tall monsters?
On an emotional level, I simply don't get it. Except that the character is a ruthless bully who likes to kill people. That much I can figure out, but trying to figure out the rationale is...well...it just ain't there. Unless I simply assume that the character is a ruthless bully. Then it all makes perfect sense.
On a logical level, it just simply does not compute. Ordinary ground would become quicksand as the shock of their footfalls causes liquefaction of the soil and ground water. They wouldn't be able to go within a mile of any river, bay or ocean, unless the ground were solid bedrock. That's not even taking into account that the physics of taking that step with a bipedal body would shatter every bone in the foot, followed by a compound spiral fracture of the lower legs.
And should fifteen tons of flesh and bone trip and fall from 50 feet high? You're gonna be hitting the ground at or around 40 MPH, with an energy of 2143456 Joules.
That's not just *BOOM!*, that's more *WHA-PPTTHHBBBTTHBTHTB*, where your flesh and bones simply trans-substantiate into hamburger.
And finally, on a practical level?
Bullets.
Sorry, unless you're a Japanese folk monster that's very popular with the Saturday morning crowd, then no, you just have skin. Not scales, no rubbery knobs of body armor, just plain old skin.
Bullets are going to feel to a macro, rather like Giant Japanese Hornets feel to us.
And if you start catching rounds from a high-powered rifle? It's only going to get worse. Much worse. Just because the bullet is tiny, doesn't mean it's not carrying a metric fuck-ton of force behind it. Catching a .243 to the ankle is going to bring you down.
Let's not even get into a .50 BMG.
But hey, let's just say that bullets only sting, and don't do much damage. That leaves fragmentation grenades, claymores, anti-tank mines, RPGs, ATGMs, TOWs, 20mm chain guns? And we're not even into air-to-ground missiles, such as the Hellfire, or things like the Exocet, Tomahawk or others.
Believe it or not, National Guard depots really do have those things down in the armory. So a sudden macro rampaging through the city has about 20 minutes of Happy Fun Time before the Death Clock starts ticking. Because that's how long it takes for F-16s to spin up and take off.
That's when they bring the rain.
And no, that's *not* "just Hollywood."
In fact, the Hollywood version is Rated-G compared to the real thing.
So yeah.
Macros.
Big, ego-stroking killer bullies.
Not a fan.
But macro? Twenty, fifty, one-hundred feet tall monsters?
On an emotional level, I simply don't get it. Except that the character is a ruthless bully who likes to kill people. That much I can figure out, but trying to figure out the rationale is...well...it just ain't there. Unless I simply assume that the character is a ruthless bully. Then it all makes perfect sense.
On a logical level, it just simply does not compute. Ordinary ground would become quicksand as the shock of their footfalls causes liquefaction of the soil and ground water. They wouldn't be able to go within a mile of any river, bay or ocean, unless the ground were solid bedrock. That's not even taking into account that the physics of taking that step with a bipedal body would shatter every bone in the foot, followed by a compound spiral fracture of the lower legs.
And should fifteen tons of flesh and bone trip and fall from 50 feet high? You're gonna be hitting the ground at or around 40 MPH, with an energy of 2143456 Joules.
That's not just *BOOM!*, that's more *WHA-PPTTHHBBBTTHBTHTB*, where your flesh and bones simply trans-substantiate into hamburger.
And finally, on a practical level?
Bullets.
Sorry, unless you're a Japanese folk monster that's very popular with the Saturday morning crowd, then no, you just have skin. Not scales, no rubbery knobs of body armor, just plain old skin.
Bullets are going to feel to a macro, rather like Giant Japanese Hornets feel to us.
And if you start catching rounds from a high-powered rifle? It's only going to get worse. Much worse. Just because the bullet is tiny, doesn't mean it's not carrying a metric fuck-ton of force behind it. Catching a .243 to the ankle is going to bring you down.
Let's not even get into a .50 BMG.
But hey, let's just say that bullets only sting, and don't do much damage. That leaves fragmentation grenades, claymores, anti-tank mines, RPGs, ATGMs, TOWs, 20mm chain guns? And we're not even into air-to-ground missiles, such as the Hellfire, or things like the Exocet, Tomahawk or others.
Believe it or not, National Guard depots really do have those things down in the armory. So a sudden macro rampaging through the city has about 20 minutes of Happy Fun Time before the Death Clock starts ticking. Because that's how long it takes for F-16s to spin up and take off.
That's when they bring the rain.
And no, that's *not* "just Hollywood."
In fact, the Hollywood version is Rated-G compared to the real thing.
So yeah.
Macros.
Big, ego-stroking killer bullies.
Not a fan.
One thing we need to understand is that people have different fetishes and desires that may or may not be real. I mean I myself am into Agalmatophilia. (Sexual arousal into being a statue/doll/manniquin, etc). It sure isn't realistic and doesn't make sense to a lot of people but it's my kink. You don't have to like it and you can have opinions about it, but you should also respect people's kink for it and not bash them for liking a certain thing. I'm sure some people don't understand yours as well.
Again just saying ;)