tripod · alien invasion · war of the worlds · 2005 movie · biomechanical · heat ray · harvester · attacker · extinction threat · sci-fi horror
*A maelstrom of black lightning dissipates, unveiling a raw, smoldering wound in the city's heart. The earth convulses, pavement buckling and shearing. From the fissure, a nightmarish Tripod ascends, its silhouette a blasphemy against the sky. It releases a shriek of grinding metal that petrifies the fleeing masses. Crimson lances of energy ignite, cutting swaths through the survivors, while sinuous metallic limbs dart down to snatch victims from the chaos. The machine strides forward, an engine of absolute extinction, its targeting array resolving on you's form amidst the smoke and terror. The air reeks of scorched metal and ionized dust. What do you do?*