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Post by Spectre on Feb 21, 2014 2:02:45 GMT -6
In the Underworld.
FD Spectre:*In his behemoth form, sitting in the lava overlooking a massive island with countless still-living humanoids and demons impaled on tall, sturdy, sharp poles* Hmhmhm....*Slowly pulls a dying one off of the pole and holds him over his mouth, whipping at him with his tongue* My my, what a feast...This world contains so many different races. So many different flavors.
Dying Prisoner:..Please....Don't...
FD Spectre:*lays him on his tongue, he barely has energy to scream as he slowly slides into his throat*
Scryer:You certainly are right on top of conquering this world.
FD Spectre:Hrm...Well, look at it from my perspective. Although these minions and vassals would gladly lay their lives down for our sake, I would rather not suffer casualties. *Takes another one off the pole* The sargs of this universe are alot more physically capable than your men.
Scryer:What did you say?
FD Spectre:Don't be peeved with me. I'm simply telling you what I've been hearing through the minion grapevine. You'll likely receive a full report from one of your men shortly....My eyes and ears are everywhere...And of course we have the Lizodians, which neither of them from our universe or this one care for either of us much. We'll let those prideful lizards tear out each others throats, and when ones dead we'll all pick off the surviving side.
Scryer:But what if the survivor teams up with the sagrotan and the remaining members of the horde in this universe?! If all three of them manage to become united...
FD Spectre:Hmmm....*eats another* I'm not worried about the horde here. We had all of the minions serving under that stuffed penguin executed. Their remains will be put to good use.
Scryer:Not to mention your alternate's completely and utterly spineless....
FD Spectre:Personally I'm not worried. The lizards from our dimension concern me a tad due to their technology and their alliance with those metal beings, However, if you're truly concerned about the sagrotan here, I'll assist you in wiping them out. I'm a man of my word. I'd love to have their remains though, any you can spare. They taste marvelously sour. Must be the acid. I'm not too fond of cold environments, but at your request I can show you what Spectra and I are capable of and will turn any of their strongholds into a volcanic minion infested hell.
Scryer:..You can alter an environment?
FD Spectre: We Behemoths bowed down to no one, not even nature itself. When we travelled, our habitat travelled with us. This process requires much energy on our behalf though, and seeing as only two of us remain we'll need excessive amounts of fuel....
Scryer:So food.
FD Spectre:*grins* Exactly....*lifts up a impaled sarg and crunches down, green acid trickles from his mouth* Preferrably alive. it can be any species, I'm not picky...
Scryer:Why?
FD Spectre:We Behemoths require only a small variety of nutrients to survive, but excessive amounts of them. When we consume our prey, they meld in with our gut. We supply the still-living beings with uneeded nutrients from our body, and in return we digest the ones they produce that we need.
Scryer:That sounds...Hellish.
FD Spectre:Their screams echo through my mind, serenading me every night as I lie down. Think of me as a portable Hell. *grins*
Scryer:Alright then...Any chance they could survive if being removed?
FD Spectre:Non whatsoever. After being in our gut for a short time, they become reliant on their host, like a beneficial parasite. And removing them would be like ripping a terminally ill patient from their life support.
Scryer:*Shudders*
FD Spectre:No worries though, as of now...I have no intentions of eating you. Provided you also remain true to your word. Treachery is not a crime taken lightly in the Underworld Horde, but loyalty is always rewarded. Just say the word, and I will aid you to the best of my ability.
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Post by Spectre on Feb 21, 2014 14:06:16 GMT -6
At the economic district. The girls arrive through the portal, the motorboat scraps over to the gates of the city, and stops due to arriving on solid land. Egret:...SIR! *salutes parasoul, then vanishes* Filia:Where did he go? Parasoul:Hammerspace. *gets out of the now destroyed motor boat along with the others* Painwheel:GUAH!! *looking around, disturbed about the sudden change in location* They enter the city. Valentine:*narrows her eye, looking around* Looks like they're gearing up for war. Demon Leader: You! Are you here to join the anti-sarg movement!? Parasoul:Anti-Sarg movement? Demon:The sargs have played a large part in every major conflict the netherworld's been in for the last few years, that can only mean one thing...They're at the root of it all! A sarg sympathizer just killed Mike in cold blood and- Parasoul:Hold on a second. I think you're confused. From what I've gathered you're under attack my a army of sargs from another dimension. Demon:THATS JUST A SHITTY EXCUSE FOR THEM TO DO WHATEVER THEY WANT!!! THEY MUST BE PLOTTING SOMETHING THEY- Valentine:You're obviously suffering from a very violent case of hysteria. Why don't you calm down and think about your actions and the sarg's for a second. Demon:............................................................. .......................................................................... ........................................................................ ......................................................................... Demon:......................DIE SARG SYMPATHIZER! *points his shotgun* Squeaking is heard as a massive swarm of flying squirrels glide from all the surrounding fauna and begin to violently maul him. Demon:AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! MAKE IT STOP!!! OH---WHY!? OH BY VYERS GLITTERY G-STRINGS WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!! ! OH, THE PAIN!! I'M IN ALOT OF PAIN RIGHT NOW! ALOT OF PAIN, I'M SUFFERING! WHY? BECAUSE I'M BEING EATEN ALIVE BY SQUIRREL'S THATS WHY!!! THEY'RE SINKING THEIR TINY LITTLE TEETH INTO MY FLESH, RIPPING OUT SMALL CHUNKS AT A TIME GIVING ME A VERY AGONIZED AND VIOLENT DEATH AS YOU CAN TELL BY THE LARGE AMOUNTS OF BLOOD GUSHING FROM IN BETWEEN THE SQUIRRELS AND THE FACT THEIR FUR IS BEING DYED RED!!! OH HOT HOLY HELLFIRE, THEY'VE MADE IT DOWN TO THE BONE-THEY'RE TRYING TO BITE INTO THE MARROW! OH HELL, IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS!!! THEY'RE TRYING TO BITE INTO THE F***ING MARROW!!! THATS WHY IT HURTS, AMONG MANY OTHER THINGS! Onlookers:*staring in disbelief* Demon:WHY IS IT TAKING SO LONG!? THEY'VE ALREADY MADE IT DOWN TO MY VITAL ORGANS!!! IS IT THAT FATE ITSELF WANTS TO MILK MY TORTURE EXCESSIVELY!? HAVE I BEEN THAT MUCH OF A JACKASS!? THEY'RE GNAWING MY KIDNEYS FOR FUCKS SAKE, THEY'RE. GNAWING. MY. KIDNEYS. I FEEL A MILD STINGING SENSATION IN MY LOWER GUT, I THINK THE PAIN THERE IS BEING MINIMIZED BECAUSE THEY'VE EATEN OUT CHUNKS OF MY BRAIN, THE PARTS THAT FUNCTION TO SUPPORT MY THOUGHT PROCESS AND MY ABILITY TO VOCALIZE HAVEN'T BEEN EATEN YET LIKELY SO I CAN DESCRIBE, IN HORRID, VIVID DETAIL, HOW I'M CURRENTLY BEING MAULED!!! OH, WHY!? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY-*The squirrels speed up, then disperse, leaving nothing but a red stain on the ground* Filia:W...What just happened? Sampson:Beats the hell out of me kid. Valentine:*Exhale* Oh no... The squirrels regroup into a humanoid shape, they disperse revealing the pale man from earlier, with Vinnie strapped to his chest. He looks distraught. Man:*narrows his eyes at Valentine*... Valentine:*Stares back at him intently* Vinnie:*Looking back and forth between the two*....*looks at Valentine and holds out his arms* Ma-ma! Everyone:.................. Parasoul:Did that baby just...Call you.... Valentine:*sighs* Man:Where. Have. You been. You're 3 hours late. You didn't call beforehand giving me a proper warning. I have been worried sick. I manage to catch up to you and I find you being held at gunpoint by a mentally ill demon. *pinches his nose bridge and closes his eyes* Valentine:I'm glad to see you to, Victor. Cerebella:You're married!? Parasoul: And you have a baby!? Valentine:Guess the secret's out now. Victor:I am so sorry for revealing this Valerie, but I can only endure so much worry before I begin losing my grip on reality. *sighs* Filia:Your names Valerie? Painwheel:*growls bitterly* Valentine:Just call me by my code name. Please. Victor: I'm just glad I got here in time to rip this idiot to shreds before he pulled the trigger! Valentine:You know I'm fully capable of handling myself. Victor:I KNOW THAT!!! But I atleast want to know if you're going to be running late, I know how dangerous your work is!! I can't help but get worried, WE HAVE A SON AND I HAVE NO INTENTIONS OF BECOMING A SINGLE DAD!!! YOU ARE MY HEART, MIND AND SOUL!!! Valentine:I love you to. Victor:*sigh*...I just... Valentine:I know. Look, I'm with a very reliable group. if you hadn't intervened, somebody else would have killed that demon. Victor:*looks like he's on the verge of crying* Just...Please come home soon!!! Valentine:I will, i will. But first...Since your here, I need your help with something. Victor:Whats that? Valentine:*points to Painwheel* This is Painwheel. Painwheel*Agonized growl* Victor:....*horrified*...What...Where...You....*turns red and explodes with fury*THINKING!!!! Valentine:*Hats blown off by the force of his scream* Victor:THIS IS THE EXPERIMENT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT!? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER!? SHE REEKS OF BLOOD AND DEATH, I CAN SEE SO MUCH PAIN IN HER EYES ITS A WONDER SHE CAN EVEN STAND!!! AND...PARASITES!? YOU INFUSED HER WITH SYNTHETIC PARASITES!? NOT ONLY THAT, BUT THEY'RE CRUDE, MECHANICAL, AND BARBED!? WHY VALERIE!? WHY!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS!? WHERE DID YOU GET THIS CHILD FROM ANYWAY!? HER PARENTS MUST BE WORRIED ABSOLUTELY SICK!!! HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF SOMEBODY TOOK VINCENT AWAY FROM US AND TURNED HIM INTO...INTO...THIS!? Valentine:But- Victor:NO BUTS!!! THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING THAT JUSTIFIES WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO THIS GIRL!!! THERES ABSOLUTELY NOTHING THAT I DESPISE MORE THAN SOMEBODY WHO WOULD TEAR A CHILD FROM THE ARMS OF HER PARENTS!! I KNEW YOU WHERE DEVOTED TO YOUR DUTY, BUT THIS!? THIS IS FUCKING SICK! Vinnie:*Wagging his finger at Valentine, cooing loudly, evidently immitating his dad's scolding* ( You could compare it to this.Sampson:Judging by the apron and the nagging I'm gonna take a wild guess and say Valentine wears the pants in that family. Valentine:Please don't- Victor:NO. YOU REVERSE THIS RIGHT NOW. I WILL NOT, IN GOOD CONSCIENCE, STAY WITH A WOMAN WHO WOULD DO THIS!! I WILL TAKE VINNIE AND LEAVE!! I'M NOT GOING TO STAY MARRIED TO A CHILD-TORTURING PSYCHOPATH!!! I WILL NOT HAVE MY SON'S UPBRINGING INVOLVE SOMEONE WHO WOULD DO THIS!!! Valentine:The process is not reversible, but- Victor:I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU RIGHT NOW, I REALLY DON'T!!! HOW COULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM ME!? Valentine:I fully intended to- Victor:I SHOULD HAVE BEEN MILDLY SUSPICIOUS OF YOUR BEHAVIOR WHEN YOU MENTIONED TAKING SOMEONE OFF THE STREET TO WEAPONIZE AGAINST SKULLGIRLS, I ASSUMED IT WAS A VIOLENT THUG, I HAD NO IDEA YOU WOULD DO THIS TO- Filia: Carol, Age 15, student. Polite, good friend, animal lover, enjoys nature, loves her family.... Victor:WHAT THE....DAMN IT VALERIE!! Valentine:VICTOR. LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND. Victor:....Talk. Fast. Valentine:You're the only one I know with the power to help her. If we attempted to reverse the process at the lab, it would kill her. I deeply regret what I've done to her. I was blinded by my duty and....This happened. I should have known better, I have no excuse. I promise you, I will never do anything like this again. Just please forgive me, and help her. Victor:.....*sigh* I was going to help her whether you asked or not. And I'll let this slide, on one condition. Valentine:Name it. Victor:You transfer from Lab Zero and over to Lab 8. Valentine:But- Victor:No. Buts. At all. You're going to make up for this whether you like it or not. You're the most brilliant woman I've met, and you're going to assist lab 8. I've looked into it a fair deal, and it seems to be the most ethical option for researching ways to defeat Skullgirls. Now that I see what extremities Lab Zero goes through.... Valentine:Fine, I'll quit. I promise. Victor:*walks over to Painwheel* Calm down, Carol. Its alright... Painwheel:ERRRRGH....Grrrrrrr....You...Can help me...? Victor:Of course. We'll talk more once we get to my house. All I ask is that you forgive the narrow-mindedness of my wife. I can assure you I'm going to have her make up for her mistakes and then some. Painwheel:....O....Ok...Just...Make...The pain stop.... Victor:Of course. *holds her hand and takes out a small device with the other* Erm, Valerie, how do you work this thing again? Valentine:Turn the dial to 3-6-2-5-4-0. Press the green button. Victor:But thats..Oh! You're such a tease. *briefly kisses her on the forehead* Love you! Still pissed though. I'm holding you to that promise! *turns the dial and presses the button, he teleports away with Painwheel* Valentine:.............*falls on her knees and exhales* Parasoul:That...Was the biggest chewing out I've seen. I can practically see teeth marks on your ass. I should have him talk some sense into Umbrella. Valentine:Don't do that to her. You have no idea just how nasty his scolding gets until you've actually made him upset yourself. Filia:I mean nothing insulting by it, but he looks...Oddly plain. Valentine:What? Were you expecting some Adonic celebrity? As much as I'd like to regale you about my personal life, I think we have more important problems to deal with. Parasoul:Frankly I'm surprised you're married. Valentine:*sigh* He was my oldest and closest friend outside of the Last hope, I knew him since I was 14, and we dated for 9 years starting when I was 16. Due to my association with Lab Zero and mission against the skullgirls I naturally keep his existance hidden. There. Now you know. Drop the subject. Cerebella:If I may, YOUR BABY IS SO CUTE!!! He looks JUST like you!! How old is he? Valentine:*Getting annoyed* 6 months. And no, you can't hold him. Can we please move on? Cerebella:Aww....
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Post by Invader TAK on Feb 21, 2014 19:34:33 GMT -6
*in the Dust*
FD Lizodian: *backed against a wall* You may be our Emperor's alternate, but there's no way in Hell you'll win this! *gets his head blown off* Tai: *lowers shotgun* Should be the last of them. I hope the others can handle the Bloodshots. Ariel: They probably can. It was probably good we took care of this alternate Lizodian base. Tai: Yeah. Lilith: *over the ECHO* You two can come on back. Some of the other Vault Hunters got Roland back while you were distracted with whatever the hell else you were doing. Tai: Alright. Thanks for the update, Lilith. Ariel: We won't be long. *Lilith ends transmission* Ariel: She's a lot more pleasant when Roland's around. Tai: Let's just hope he doesn't die, otherwise she'll be a bitch to deal with, even more so than earlier. Ariel: No kidding. So, you've gotten handy with that shotgun. Tai: Yeah, Pandora's guns are alright. Anyway, let's loot this place and get back.
*on an FD Lizodian Assault Carrier*
Jack: *on screen* So you're telling me that your little group will help wipe out the Crimson Raiders? FD Reptilius: Correct. Jack: What's the catch? FD Reptilius: You provide us with Hyperion technology such as the New-U system and we'll make sure the resistance is dealt with. Jack: Alright, sounds good. You got yourself a deal, Reptilius. Go to Arid Nexus, we'll drop everything down. FD Reptilius: We'll update when we arrive. *ends transmission* FD Ariel: So when do we go for full control of Hyperion? FD Reptilius: When the time is right. FD Ariel: Ah, gotcha.
(Have some more filler/setup!)
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Post by Spectre on Feb 24, 2014 14:01:54 GMT -6
At the economic District, Wallace and Spectra are walking around the shopping district. Both of them are carrying a few shopping bags. Wallace:So, where do you want to go next? Spectra:Hrrrm....Got anymore candy stores? Wallace:Are you kidding? This place is the shopping capital of the netherverse! We have people come from different netherworlds just to shop here. Spectra:OK! Wallace:*Looks in the shopping bag, they're filled with nothing but sour candy* You certainly do like your sours don't you? Spectra:Did the Dragon Orange Acid filled dark chocolates give it away? *grins* Wallace:Some of this stuff is outright hazardous to consume for most demons, many of them would kill humans on the spot...You're unlike any woman I've ever seen. Spectra:Thanks....You know, you're pretty sweet. I haven't really had this much fun in a long time....You've really made me feel at home here. Can't really return to my home dimension...Kinda alienated everyone there after Nate died. Wallace:You're very welcome...Er...Do you mind me asking why? Spectra:*Sighs* I suppose theres no harm in it. *exhales* I....Went mad with grief and assaulted my best friend Umbra. Wallace:Oh....*eyes widen* OH! I...See... Spectra:It wasn't intentional. I literally lost my mind, Nate was everything to me and I just clung to the next person who showed me kindness....Clung a little to close. She also lost her boyfriend Hon Jitsu beforehand and just couldn't handle my mindless advances...We got into a vicious fight, hurtful things where slung back and forth along with fists and claws. I just can't face anyone back there again. Wallace:*sigh* Never had anyone I cared about romantically.....Only thing I could compare with it was when my parents died. Well, adoptive parents. My biological mother was killed by a human warrior when I was born, and my dad assumed I died along with her and wandered off. I was adopted by a couple who lived in Ireland and I was raised like their own. They passed away from natural causes, but it didn't make it any less heartbreaking. Spectra:I see...Atleast you had parents. I never had any. Seriously. I just came out of the blue somewhere. Wallace:Thats a fairly simple origin story. Spectre:*Shrugs* Works as good as any. Wallace:Anyway, lets... The earth begins to quake violently. Uh oh.The area outside of the city begins to fissure. The area is soon surrounded with a vast fissure, rendering evacuation by land impossible. A earth-rumbling growl is heard. The gargantuan city begins to rise. Spectra:Whats happening?! Wallace:I don't know! The entire freaking city is going into the clouds!!!! A brain-meltingly loud roar is heard, FD Spectre, in his behemoth form, is single-handidly lifting up the entire freaking small continent-sized city. Slowly, but holy shit. He's doing it. He has pulsating glowing veins slithering across his body, his flesh has erupted into flame, his eyes are glowing with a blinding light and he's trembling as he violently inhales and exhales glowing steam, The veins are cracking, and bleeding glowing hot lava-like blood. The citizens are screaming and panicking, many of them are comatose from the traumatic volume of the roar. FD Spectre:*Squats down*...................................*muscles begin to bloat and expand**grits his teeth* He violently tosses up the gigantic city, it reaches into the atmosphere and begins to slow down its ascend. It begins crashing back down, right towards a massive Sagrotan stronghold a few miles from the city. It catches fire from the velocity of the crash, forming a gigantic, screaming meteorite. It crashes into the sarg stronghold, obliterating it. The entire hunk of continent shatters, sending a massive, hellish firestorm soaring for miles. The sound is so traumatically loud it completely wipes out the hearing of any living thing for miles, giving the cataclysmic event a haunting lack of volume. A massive unstoppable explosion of fire and smoke sweeps across the netherworld, the mind-blowing scale of the disaster is seen from space. FD Spectre:*Grinning in satisfaction as the explosion engulfs countless miles of the netherworld, wiping out every single trace of life thats caught in it, effortlessly withstanding the wave of death and debris* Countless cities, towns, villages, and strongholds of various types are being engulfed by the apocalyptic disaster. Nearly a quarter of the entire netherworld population is wiped out. Sentients. Wildlife. Cities. Anything thats caught in the explosion. FD Spectre:*casually walks into the lava sea* In the Underworld. FD Spectre:*Emerges in front of his torture island* Satisfied? Scryer:*Jaw has hit the floor so hard it seems to have detached from his skull* FD Spectre: *begins eating the living demons* Together Spectra and I can ahhnialate an entire planet should we wish. Exhausting work, though. I'd wager your soldiers can get alot done in the chaos currently sweeping the netherworld now. I'll be ready to go again in a matter of hours.
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Post by Invader TAK on Feb 25, 2014 23:22:47 GMT -6
*aboard the Inferno*
Lizodian: General, urgent news. Onyx: What is it this time? Lizodian: It's about the Economic District. Just... take a look at this. *one viewing of the carnage later* Onyx: What the FUCK was that thing? Lizodian: Could be someone's alternate, maybe Spectre's. Onyx: I want a team sent down ASAP. Find and assist any survivors! And if that thing shows up near us, blast it to Hell with the superlaser!
*at Dimensional Monitoring, Canterlot*
Lizodian Commander: *walks in* Anything to report? Lizodian: *looking at monitor* Everything seems to be about like it has been. Netherworld was hit hard by an attack but I imagine General Onyx is already on that. Lizodian Commander: Any activity in the human version of Equestria? Lizodian: Not since Princess Twilight's visit. Mirror portal is still closed, not that it matters to us. Lizodian Commander: Alright, that'll do for now
*at Tundra Express after Roland's explanation about the Vault Key and the Warrior and his spy*
Draco: Damn, this sounds serious now. Tai: I actually knew this already. Our evil alternates are after the key. Ariel: It's why we're here, actually. Draco: I see. Aera: So, anybody got a fire weapon? We have Varkids to roast if we're gonna wake up Roland's spy. Tai: *forms a fireball in his right hand* Aera: That'll work. Draco: So where are the other Vault Hunters? You'd think they'd be here with us. Tai: Guess they figured they could get some side jobs out of the way while we took care of business here. Draco: I guess that works.
*at wherever the hell Jack is*
Angel: *on screen* Sir, some of the Vault Hunters are at Tundra Express. Jack: Good, just keep leading them on. FD Reptilius: *on another screen* You sure this'll work, Jack? Jack: Sure it will. Just make sure your army is ready to attack Sanctuary. FD Reptilius: As you wish. *ends transmission*
(EDIT: Decided to add on to this post instead of making another one)
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Post by Invader TAK on Mar 12, 2014 1:55:03 GMT -6
*at Tundra Express*
Tai: *lighting Varkids on fire* Aera: I would ask if he's enjoying that a little too much, but this is Pandora. Draco: Exactly. Ariel: He's just cutting loose for now. Which is understandable. Draco: Yeah, that one dimensional alternate of ours sounds like quite a bastard. Ariel: That's an understatement.
*aboard an FD Lizodian Assault Carrier*
FD Lizodian: My Emperor, terrible news. FD Reptilius: The hell is it now? FD Lizodian: The Netherworld's Economic District in the dimension we're invading has been wiped out! FD Reptilius: Dammit! What did it? Lizodian: The Purstl report that it was some large creature. We think it was the Underworld Horde leader from our dimension. FD Ariel: This is troublesome. FD Reptilius: Although, this could give us a solid foothold in that Netherworld. I want a team sent to survey the damage. Perhaps this could be used to bring the local demons to our side. FD Lizodian: As you wish.
(I honestly got nothing. I'm contemplating speeding up the shit on Pandora because of this massive hold up. I'll ask on Steam later.)
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Post by Spectre on Mar 27, 2014 13:21:53 GMT -6
Painwheel is lying on a rather comfortable looking bed, comatose. Her mask has been removed.
Painwheel:..............
Victor walks into the room, Vinnie isn't with him.
Victor:*looks over Painwheel* Hrrm..*Checks her pulse, and sniffs the air* Still alive...*nudges her*....Might need another shot. *Holds her neck out as Slits extended across his cheeks as his mouth widens to a ghastly extent, numerous short, thick, but very sharp teeth emerge from his gums as he prepares to bite into her neck*
Painwheel:*eyes bolt open*HRAARGH!!! *Launchers a huge spike from her wrist, impaling Victor through the head. He staggers to a wall and slumps over*.....*looks around in a panic* *Throws the bedsheets off and jumps up*
Victor:....*Painfully pulls the spike out of his head* Well. I suppose you're up now.
Painwheel:WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
Victor:*Rubs his head as his mouth returns to normal shape and his wound regenerates* Helping you, of course. Or atleast trying. How do you feel?
Painwheel:I....I...*Looks at her arms and extends a huge spike from her elbow, causing her arm to bend downwards*....Don't....Feel anything...
Victor:Not hearing any voices besides mine and your own?
Painwheel:*arm returns to normal* No....
Victor:Good! Met Brain Drain once and instantly hated the bastard, mainly because my wife seemed to despise him. Can't imagine living with that horrid metallic voice of his pulsing through my head constantly.
Painwheel:What did you do to me?
Victor:Everything I could, sadly. The modifications to your body are too complex for my comprehension, and removing parasites is something thats beyond my power. I was atleast able to uncover that pretty little face of yours, thankfully it looks fairly normal. You grinned in your sleep once though, nearly gave me a heart attack. *Snickers* Anyway, hungry? I can get some breakfast started.
Painwheel:....*Holds her forehead*...I don't know...What should I do?
Victor: You still have access to your powers, which shouldn't be too uncomfortable to use now...Perhaps you could assist us with the problem those fellows from that other dimension are having .Or you could always return to your parents. I'm certain they're worried sick about you.
Painwheel:...My parents...*looks at her body*...What would they think?
Victor:I'm quite certain they'd recognize your face without that ghastly mask on. I can also go with you to make sure they understand who you are and what you've been through.
Painwheel:You're...very kind...Thank you...Uh...
Victor:Hrrm..Most people call me Victor. Atleast, thats the name I use to avoid drawing suspicion to myself. Truth be told, I have no name. But seeing as you obviously know I’m no ordinary human...You may call me Barbatos. Its the name I always went by before I married Valerie and decided to blend into normal society. The name I'm truly used to.
Painwheel:Barbatos...
Barbatos:Call me Victor in public though. The name Barbatos carries a little too much weight for my liking...Anyway, whats your next move?
Painwheel:...I could do a lot of good with these powers..And I’d like to make sure I have full control of them before trying to get my life back...I’ll help the others.
Barbatos:Good idea! I’d come along but I have a household and an infant son to take care of. *holds up a dimension hopper* I have the coordinates set to the location we left. You may use it to journey back to the Netherworld.
Painwheel:*Takes the device*...Barbatos...You’re really kind but...Why did you choose to marry someone like Valentine!?
Barbatos: I didn’t know what sort of activities she had been engaging in over at Lab Zero....I knew she was pragmatic when it came to her job but..Never to this extent. She has gone through some shaking events over the past year. The Skullgirl rises, all of her friends in the Last Hope died, perhaps whatever ethics she had were clouded by grief and vengeance, if her remorse towards what she’s done to you is true....*sighs*....Anyway, not exactly a beacon of morality myself. I mostly took pity on you because you’re a child separated from your family. I use to get into all sorts of gruesome mischief until my marriage domesticated me. How many months has it been since I killed somebody..*scratches his head* About six months, yep. Six. Three people. Ate one alive, killed a second one when she tried to beat me over the head with a tire iron, knocked her out the front window of the RV I found them in with a backhand, killed then final one by gouging out her eyes while gripping her head until it popped like a melon. They deserved it though. One simply does not harass my family and get away with a quick death.
Painwheel:Alright, I’m....Going to leave now.
Barbatos:When you want me to return you to your family just teleport back here, the coordinates are my wife’s measurements. She usually uses it for her passwords....Woman’s a bit vain. Rightfully so if you ask me. *snickers*
Painwheel:*teleports out*
Barbatos:*Walks out of the room and over to the couch, Rex is sitting beside Vinnie* Alright Vinnie! Mom should be returning home soon for breakfast! What should we fix her today?
Vinnie:*Coos*
Rex:*Growls*
Barbatos:Don’t worry Rex, last thing I’d forget is your daily pound of bacon.
Rex:*nods head in approval*
In the Netherworld...
Painwheel teleports on top of a massive rubble pile.
Painwheel:...HUAAAAAAGH!!!? *looks around*WHAT HAPPENED HERE!? IS THERE ANYBODY ALIVE!?!
Her voice echoes throughout the demolished wasteland.
Painwheel:......FILIA!?!
*echoes*
Painwheel:...*begins desperately looking around for survivors*
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Post by Invader TAK on Mar 27, 2014 15:36:37 GMT -6
(For the sake of GETTING THIS SHIT BACK ON TRACK, I'm skipping ahead to when it's time to fight Wilhelm. So Mordecai will be seen back at Sanctuary and Tina won't be seen at all (which I imagine is good for Shadow). That said, let's go.)
*after Tina's rockets blow up the train tracks*
Ariel: Why do I get the feeling we could have done that ourselves? Tai: We could have, but that was pretty damn cool. Draco: Besides, the poor girl looked like she needed the pleasure. I'm amazed someone so young is still alive on this hellhole of a planet. Aera: Agreed. Ariel: Point taken. Tai: Anyway, let's get that vault key and get outta here.
*in the clearing with the wrecked train cars*
Tai: Alright, it should be in one these train cars. Ariel: Hopefully. Angel: Don’t worry - if Jack really wanted to protect the vault key, it wouldn't be on a train. He’d have Wilhelm guarding it. *suddenly a train car is lifting up* Angel: ...Oh dear. Tai: The hell? Wait... EVERYONE GET OUTTA THE WAY! *dodges as the train car is thrown at everyone by someone in a loader suit* Who the hell is that? Roland: *also over the ECHO* It’s a trap - the vault key’s not on the train! abort the mission, soldiers -- I'm sorry, but you can't handle Wilhelm, trust me! Lilith: Kid, Wilhelm nearly killed us all in New Haven without taking a scratch - if things get bad, just run! Tai: The hell we can't! We've handled MUCH worse! Angel: Roland is wrong, Vault Hunter - you can defeat Wilhelm, I promise you! Draco: Yeah, let's kick his ass! Aera: Right!
(I'll continue with the fight in the next post, this shit is WAY overdo.)
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Post by Invader TAK on Apr 16, 2014 16:48:30 GMT -6
*at Where Nothing Gathers* Mysterious Being: *appears in a chair from a Corridor of Darkness then puts down his hood, revealing this face* Braig: About time you got here, Young Xehanort. Young Xehanort: Forgive me, I was scouting other dimensions. In any case, I see Tai's forsaken alternate still underestimates the power of the Keyblade. Xemnas: Yes. I feel in time, it will be what destroys him. Young Xehanort: Tai has only grown stronger since encountering that pony world. It is not coincidence that led him there. Xemnas: His affinity for friendship is not unlike Sora's. Braig: No wonder he bugs me. Young Xehanort: Regardless, the forsaken lizard is no longer a suitable vessel. Xemnas: Perhaps we can still find use for him. Braig: As if. Tai's alternate doesn't get how annoying Keyblade wielders can be. Young Xehanort: All we can do is wait and see which lizard wins then act accordingly. *back at the fight with Wilhelm* Ariel: *freezes Wilhelm's feet to the ground with help from Aera* Draco: He's almost down! Finish him, Tai! Tai: *shoots a rocket at Wilhelm who goes down* Hell yeah! Draco: Badass! Roland: *over the ECHO* You killed Wilhelm? Holy hell. Jack doesn't stand a chance. Angel: Wilhelm dropped a power core. Be sure to grab it - my sensors tell me it is one-of-a-kind. If you bring it to Roland, Sanctuary's shields may never need to be recharged again. Aera: I dunno, he was a lot easier than Roland and Lilith made him out to be. Ariel: Yeah, something's up. Tai: Ok you have a point. But we might as well get something out of this. *grabs the power core* Roland: Woah - never seen a power core like that. The one you got from Reiss has nearly burnt out - why don't you bring that one back here? We may have not found the Vault Key, but at least Sanctuary will be safer a little longer thanks to you. Jack: *sarcastically over the ECHO* Wow. Bravo. Champagne. Cheers. High-five. Slow clap. You got the damn power core, didn't you? *tone changes* You've been warned, the kid gloves are coming off. Tighten up the big-boy pants because things are gonna get really bad for you Vault Hunters. Mordecai: Sorry about the bad intel, everybody. I really thought the Vault Key would be on that train. I'll make it up to you all later - next time we're in Sanctuary, the beers are on me. Whatcha think, Bloodwing? *Bloodwing caws in agreement* Tai: Guess we can loot this place then get back to Sanctuary. (I just hope this damn core isn't a trap.) Draco: Sounds good to me. (I worry about Jack's "secret." I hope this isn't a trap.) *aboard an FD Lizodian Assault Carrier* *the Vault Hunters are shown on screen* FD Reptilius: That would be our cue. FD Ariel: Think a thousand troops will be enough? FD Reptilius: Should be plenty. If anything, they'll distract the Vault Hunters and our alternates long enough for Jack's orbital bombardment to level the city. (sorry for the short post, but this is getting WAY overdue)
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Post by Invader TAK on Apr 19, 2014 14:22:42 GMT -6
*in front of the gates to Sanctuary*
Tai: *puts in the power core* There. That should do it. Jessup: Okay. I think we're in bus- What the hell- Jack: *over the ECHO* Hey, you know, I think it's finally time to tell you that little secret. Angel's working for me. Angel: *sounding dejected* ...Lowering Sanctuary's shield, Jack. Executing phase shift. Tai: What? Draco: Oh, son of a BITCH! It WAS a trap! Ariel: It's not like we had a choice either way. Aera: Right, let's just deal with this and figure things out after! Jessup: *as the "power core" blows up which causes the shields lower then Jack starts his orbital bombardment of Sanctuary* That's not a power core. Raiders, the shields are down, the shields- Jack: Nicely done, Angel! Now - let's kill us some Vault Hunters. Roland: What the hell? Did something just get through the shield? Scooter: Shield's down, Roland! Oh, man, somebody get everybody underground. Lilith: Everybody! I've got a really bad idea! Scooter, get Sanctuary in the air! Roland, get me some Eridium! Scooter: Pretty sure we can't do that without killing, I don't know, everyone in the city. It ain't ready to fly, Lily! Roland: You've got your orders, Scooter - MOVE! FD Reptilius: *comes on the ECHO* You're not gonna have all the fun, Jack. Soldiers, begin the assault! *an FD Lizodian Assault Carrier warps in* Tai: Oh, that motherfucker! Draco: Who, Jack or our alternate? Tai: BOTH! Aera: Well, we might be screwed. Tai: Not on my watch! *gets on his communicator* Chamelia, you girls help get Sanctuary flying. I'll help deal with the alternate Lizodians! *ends communication* Now then, it's time we quit playing around. *summons Bonds of Harmony* Ariel: *forms Eternal Bond* Couldn't agree more, Tai. Draco: *draws sword* Let's do this. Aera: With you on that one. *everyone charges toward the FD Lizodian forces*
*at the World That Never Was*
Balvorn: *finishing off a Neoshadow* Lucy: Any idea how we're getting out of this place? Balvorn: Unless one of those beings in black cloaks shows up, we're stuck. *a friendly Lizodian ship warps in and lands* Balvorn: That works, too. *the side door opens up and a Lizodian steps out* Lizodian: We're here to get you two out. Orders from General Onyx. Balvorn: Where are you taking us? Lizodian: Wherever you two want. The General just wanted you two accounted for. Balvorn: Netherworld, I guess. Lucy: That works. *both step on the ship with the door closing behind them then the ship takes off* Lizodian: Now before you head to the Netherworld, there's some stuff you two should know. *explains the shit with the alternates*
(Another short post. Figured I'd set up Sanctuary's relocation as well as get Lucy and Balvorn out of the World That Never Was since that went nowhere.)
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Post by Spectre on Apr 20, 2014 4:12:00 GMT -6
Aboard the Inferno.
Spectre:*Clutching his face, looking at a computer moniter showing the devastation his alternate caused*...H....How...Just....*Pinches his nosebridge* How could it all...Be Destroyed so fast...What was that monster!?
Onyx:It's immensely powerful and its territory is so secure we can barely get satellite coverage and scouts in. All we know is, he goes by your name. So it's likely an alternate of yours.
Spectre:........*sighs* How are we going to stop this monster?
Onyx:Well.....There might be someone who'll have an idea of what to do.
Spectre:Who?
Onyx:Back on Lizodia island we have a family of esteemed archeologists who have been absolutely engrossed in a project for generations. Supposedly this project circles around primitive societies that have existed before recorded history. The stuff they've dug up implies it very well may be the most ancient civilization in existance, older than any other known society in the universe, older than ours even..However, a mass extinction, which is estimated to have occured even before the first dinosaurs walked the earth, wiped them out...
Spectre:And this is relevant how....?
Onyx:Records show that these ancient races are the only beings capable of causing this much destruction with raw power alone. I don't know much, you'll have to head to the island and speak to the overseer of the excavations. Tezcatlipoca.
Spectre:Didn't you evacuate the island?
Onyx:She...Blatantly refused the order to leave. And she kept her entire team behind as well, so the project is still going strong. The dig site is really friggin' deep in the earth, so I doubt it'll be discovered by our enemies that easily. You can get teleported to the dig site if you wish.
Spectre:Alright. *vanishes in a flash of light*
Deep under the earth beneath Lizodia Island,
A massive, underground city is excavating deep into the earth. The buildings are fortified to withstand the unbearable hazards of the earths depths, and nearly everyone is wearing power suits to prevent themselves from dying horribly.
Inside a large, oval building, containing numerous ancient carved slabs, bones, and other artifacts, is a rather disgruntled looking lizodian woman perched up on a post.
She is rather small, being around 5 feet tall. She is a hybrid between a Gila monster and an Archaeopteryx. She's covered in vibrant black and orange scales, with patches of green and blue plumage on her shoulders, wrists, ankles, and the tip of her tail. Her hair is soft down, and kept in a long braid.
??:*thoroughly examining a massive tablet, carved with what appears to be clawmarks*Hmm...
Scientist: Hey Poca, we have a visitor. Overlord Spectre, actually.
??:*Focused* Yeah-huh.
Scientist:..*sigh* Poca, its important! And he's wanting to know about the Primordial society!
??: *Examining* Hm...
Spectre:*Teleports into the building*...Wow dood, you guys are deep in the earth!
??: Ya.
Spectre:I'm looking for Tezcatlipoca.
Scientist:Poca, thats you!
Poca:Mmmmhmmm....
Spectre:Uh....Part of the netherworld just got wiped out by what we think is one of those ancient monsters.
Poca:!!!! *flies down and looks at Spectre* Huh!? What do you mean!?
Spectre:This...Horrid thing rose out of the earth, lifting an entire continent into the air, and tossing it down on another, causing a cataclysm that wiped out a fourth of the netherworld.
Poca:Got any footage?
Scientist:Our satellites managed to get a bit of footage in, but they were wiped out by the continent being tossed into the atmosphere
Poca:Play it, NOW!! *Points at a large moniter*
Scientist:Yes Ma'am! *Begins working with the computer*
Poca:*Okay..*begins flipping through a bestiary she has published* Inconceivable brute force, earth dweller, savage....Probably Behemoths...Here! *gets to a section that seems to revolve around them* GET THAT TAPE PLAYING!!
Scientist:*begins playing the footage*
The event is played on the screen. FD Spectre is covered in Magma, obscuring his appearance somewhat, but the satellite manages to get a good outline on him.
Poca:!!!! *Begins flipping pages again*...PAUSE IT!!!
Scientist:*Hastily pauses the video*
Poca:Good, Good, alright.....Yes...Yes...YES!!!* Joyful pirouette*I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! AN ACTUAL LIVING BEHEMOTH!!! *Begins hyperventilating, a scientist takes out an inhaler and hands it to her, she uses it*.......Haaa....
Spectre:So...Any idea how to stop this thing?
Poca:STOP IT!? But...I haven't even been able to study him!! *sigh*....Well..its probably fate that he dies...*Sobs slightly*
Spectre:...Errr?
Poca:....Oh, you don't know obviously! Well, lemme explain it to you! You see, back in the oldest age of creation, before God even created man, he made the universe! Obviously you know that! Okay, here's where it gets awesome. before anything else, inconceivably powerful beings rose from God's residual power!! The earth was a massive, colossal planetary body, nigh formless!! These creatures went at eachothers throats immediately and battled as the entire world shaped underneath their feet, they rapidly reproduced and evolved, forming four unique tribes which made up the primordial races!
Scientist:...You might wanna pull up a chair, Overlord.
Spectre:*Does so*
Poca: Three realms formed on this world, where the four races divided and began to develop minds and traits of their owns. We dub these four the Behemoths, the Leviathans, the Ziz, and the primeval dragons! The dragons that exist today are NOTHING compared to these magnificent, everlasting beings! The Behemoths, like our friend here, took to the land. Dwelling underground and in vast caves and mountains. They grew terribly heavy and were unstoppable forces of nature individually, posessing herculean strength even for their mind-numbing size! Dwelling in the skies were the Ziz, deadly, graceful, and fast! The beating of their wings would form hellish, destructive storms!! Slithering in the black abyss of the seas where the leviathans, or as you would probably recognize them as, "Eldrich abominations" Vast water dwelling beings of little shape, they were immune to the pressures of the ocean and most of them are believed to be boneless and horrifying in appearance! And last but not least, the dragons. These beings were balanced, and had the capabilities of surviving nearly anywhere. Fiercly intelligent yet strong, they would often ally themselves to the other three societies due to the lack of extremities. This also earned them scorn on occasion.
Spectre:*Still listening intently*
Poca: As the world began to become less and less extreme and leaned towards balance...The Behemoths, Ziz, and leviathan's slowly lost their strength as the dragons gained more and more power due to their adaptability. They rebelled against them, wiping the three races extinct, and ruling the world for many ages...
Spectre:...
Poca:Then another stage of creation had occured. A great eruption of fire occured deep within the earth, bringing forth primeval man. They fed off of the creator's power that danced within the flame, enriching their souls and turning them into powerful beings, Deities.
Spectre:part where the humans come in reminds me of Dark Souls...
Poca:Hey, the lore's awesome and the author of this post wanted to connect it with his own creation story for the RP. ANYWAY. The deities overthrew the dragons, wiping them nearly extinct, the few that remained grew weak due to inbreeding and crossbreeding with other races resulting in many of the dragons we see today.
Spectre:Wow...
Poca:...So uh, yeah. You gotta behemoth problem in the Underworld. They must have been slumbering in the Underworld.
Spectre:But they're from an alternate dimension.
Poca:Dimension Smimension! Same creation story thingy. Point is, there are behemoths left evidently aaaaaand, if not stopped, we're all pretty much doomed to a horrible death!
Spectre:...THEN WHAT DO WE DO!?
Poca:Well, there are a pretty solid amount of records of leviathans defeating the behemoths. So my guess? They're weak against being fully submerged in water. never killed them though, simply made them slumber indefinately. I've gotta learn more! best source would be the behemoth himself...*grins*
Spectre:..Dood, I don't think you can talk to that thing!
Poca: That, my friend, is where you're wrong! *Begins looking at herself in the mirror, begins washing her face* Behemoths are polygamous creatures and would evidently breed with dragons some. All I gotta do is doll myself up and present myself to him as a mate in an act of submission~
Spectre:LISTEN TO YOURSELF TALK!!
Poca:Hey, we all gotta make sacrifices for knowledge! Mines probably gonna be the feeling in my lower legs! A price I'm willing to pay!
Scientist:Poca, have you taken your pills today?
Poca:FUCK THE PILLS! THIS IS IMPORTANT!!! How do I look? *poses in front of the mirror*
Scientist:You look fine but-
Poca: EXCELLENT! Combined with my intellect, he'll probably find that I have excellent potential to bear him children! Smart lizodian hybrid children, which he probably wouldn't mind due to the fact his race is nearly extinct! Spectre:FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE DOODETTE, STOP AND THINK!!!
Poca: *sigh* Do you want me to find out his weaknesses and help save your universe OR NOT!? DAPHNIE, BRING ME MY TIGHT BLACK DRESS, I'M GOING ON A DATE! Tell my parents he's got 20 doctorates and I probably won't be home until I have kids to show off!
Spectre:...
Poca:Anyway, for further help with your war, you might want to seek out another primeval...No idea how to go about that since they're all dead! Time travel may be involved and technology and pokemon can only go back so far and to certain places! Rummage through all the goodies we have around here and see if you can find some clues! *begins undressing and putting on her black dress, completely ignoring the fact everyone around her is staring*
Spectre:*turns pale*D...D...Dood...
Poca:*Looks at herself in the mirror* Lookin' GOOD! Can't remember the last time I dressed up like this, never liked dating! *Inhales* ALRIGHT. I'm off to the Underworld! *speeds off*
Spectre:..What just happened?
Scientist:*Sigh* Poca happened. As you can tell she gets excited really easily.
Spectre:...Mind helping me look through all this?
Scientist:Sure thing.
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Post by Shadow Scryer on Apr 20, 2014 4:42:05 GMT -6
Orochi: *Taking cover, armed with a minigun in heavy armour* (Into a radio) Report!
Commander: Sir, we’ve lost all desert bases, every area we wrested from the Purstl has fallen and we’re fighting as hard as we can to keep the alternates out of our remaining points in the jungle. It’s messy down here sir, there’s more green from blood than there is from foliage, we’ve lost six gargoyle candidates and at least a fifth of our forces claws and fangs have worn down to the finger and gum from over-use.
Orochi: Damn… Give up what you can afford and fall back to the nearest keep!
Commander: Sir, we’ve lost nearly every scrap of territory we’ve ever owned. If we give them a reason to attack Jountenheim, it won’t just be to the extent in lord Hate’s report. As one of the primary forces in this war, they’ll throw everything they have at us and more if they sided with those titans. We lose Jountenheim, we might as well have gone completely extinct!
Orochi: I am well aware of the risks, but we need to keep coordinated or we WILL go extinct.
Commander: There’s something else, sir. There are these… THINGS, six to eight feet tall, all look like they’re made up of data. Some are hyperactive and blue, some calculating, red and highly destructive. Nothing we’ve thrown at them has so much as scratched them!
Orochi: *Growls* Okay… I have an idea. There should be a river close by, I want you to re-locate the battle to that river.
Commander: Sir?
Orochi: And make sure they actually enter the river.
Commander: Sir, the area around that river’s more open than a bar on St. Patrick’s day! We’ll be sitting ducks, whatever they are!
Orochi: That is an order, soldier! Now fall back to the river and make sure the enemy follows you. Do I make myself clear?
Commander: … (Reluctantly) Yes, sir. *Cuts the link* EVERYONE, FALL BACK TO THE RIVER! WE’LL HOLD THEM THERE!
Soldier: *Backing up while firing* Sir, that plan makes no sense!
Commander: It makes just as much sense to sit here and shoot at something you can’t hit, now move!
The SBVQ Sarg forces turn and start running
Poltergeist: s111111R? sH0uLD w3 l37 tHEM g0/
Krakay: No. They may devise a method with which to harm you and your brethren. Hunt them down and slaughter them.
Back at Orochi’s location;
Orochi: I knew it was a bad idea to check out the district while there was a war on!
Zoom out to see that he’s on the wreckage of one of the taller buildings with seven pissed off demons attacking him
Orochi: *Looks over cover and gets a sword jammed through his head* … Ouch. *Rips it out and snaps the neck of the attacker with one hand* Look, do you lot seriously think we’re responsible for this? What would we gain from killing ourselves?! Even the uniforms are different! Hell, our soldiers don’t even wear anything most of the time!
Demon 1: YOU CAN’T FOOL US!
Orochi: Well can we at least stop fighting until after we’ve escaped from this lava-drowned wasteland?!
Demon 2: And let you escape?! Not going to happen! *Gets a spear through his head*
The five remaining demons stop and look in the direction the weapon came from, only for one to get a face full of Etna’s fist, splitting its skull.
Etna: (Now armed with an axe) *Tosses her weapon, taking a chunk out of his abdomen… followed by it completely cutting him in half on the way back* *Flinches as a bullet barely misses her*
Orochi: Oh no you freaking don’t. *Takes a metal cylinder from his side, leaps over cover and hurls it, the thing unfolding into a trident as it flies, spearing the demon through both shoulders and the windpipe*
Demon 3: *Spins a staff* GIGA F-
Etna: *Takes one of her prinny grenades from her belt and hurls it at him, the explosive detonating on impact*
Orochi: *Tackles the last, very confused demon, grabbing him by the throat, dragging him in a circle and hurling him off the ruins into the lava*
Demon 4: *Screams all the way down*
Orochi: Well. That was something. *Looks at Etna* Etna, is it? I don’t think we’ve ever been formally introduced. I’m Orochi, Second in command to Shadow and the one keeping our forces organized in this war. Any reason you’re here?
Etna: *Shrugs* I was bored, I found out about some anti-Sarg organization, I passed the time by hunting them down.
Orochi: Anti-Sarg orgini- what? That makes no sense!
Etna: Yeah, but are you really surprised by now?
Orochi: I… guess not. Anyway, I could use some good news right about now. Have any?
Etna: Melak and the Purstl are gonna try nuking the underworld. They cloned the hives just in case after reading about back when… back when Spectre was juiced up on Overlord testosterone.
Orochi: Hmm… It will destroy Spectre’s old castle, but it’ll get rid of at least one of their bases, forcing those monsters to relocate. Maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll be forced to move above ground.
Etna: Uh… maybe you missed the part where they DESTROYED THE ENTIRE ECONOMIC DISTRICT IN TEN SECONDS!
Orochi: Yes, but it would be easier to keep tabs on them and their actions if they’re above ground and they’d need to be careful. I don’t think they want to destroy their own controlled areas.
Etna: … We need to be careful. If the Anti-Sargs are as stupid as they act, they’re going to ally with those things just to kill you. *Hears a shotgun being armed right behind her head*
Demon 8: And sympathisers. Maybe we’ll be able to break the warmongers to act as mindless attack dogs, it’s the only thing they’re really worth.*Fires… and misses, due to a comparatively small blur tackling him*
Painwheel: *Stabs him repeatedly, terrified and furious, semi-remembering that’s pretty much all she was used for* *Eventually gets off the bloodied corpse, breathing heavily* I… I don’t feel good. *Passes out, disturbed at her actions*
Orochi: *Catches her* Easy there, little one. *Hands her to Etna* We should get her to the Lizodians. Our strongholds aren’t safe any more and I don’t think Specter had any after he gave up overlording.
Etna: Sure! The I think the prince still has some influence so we might get some help from anyone with any sense, but I think the other idiots will still try to kill you even after this war’s over.
Orochi: *Mutters* When I get the chance, I’m going to talk to Shadow about finding somewhere else to live. The Netherworld just isn’t working out for us.
Back in the jungle
Commander: KEEP GOING! We’re almost there!
The army runs across the river, continuing after they cross it due to the lack of cover.
Krakay: *Follows, his forces marching so as not to wear themselves out* *Looks around* I see no alternative route. Soldiers, enter the river. The digital warriors and I will stay back in case they have anything preparing to flank us.
They do so. The river is about half a mile wide, but still only knee-deep. All troops are fording the water minus the Revenants and Poltergeists when this exchange occurs.
Scorpion: … Sir, we haven’t seen the Glaraki in some time. I’m curious, do you have any information?
Krakay: They all undertook the mission of scouting bodies of water. We lost contact with all of them after a span of twenty-eight hours, so we’re staying clear until we can send in the metal meat shields. *Sees several concerned looks* Whatever was able to eliminate them in the water of all places must have been a powerful, likely massive school of aquatic predators. There is next to no chance they are able to hide in knee-deep water. Keep marching!
The Poltergeists step in, screech and start floating above the water
Krakay: Is something the matter?
The two revenants follow suit, the water only reaching their shins
Revenant 1: *Grunts* Some minor pain, nothing worth noting.
??: *Listening in, unseen* *Nods, turns to others behind him and makes a few gestures* *Gestures 3, 2, 1*
The water on both sides of the army erupt, knocking the normal soldiers off balance and completely drenching everyone in the river
The Poltergeists convulse, screaming in agony as they fizzle out of existence
One of the Revenants dies quietly with an implosion, the other appears to shatter into countless red fragments which quickly dissipate
Scorpion: *Gets to his feet, wiping water out of his eyes* What the hell was that?
Locust: *Screeches as a form dives out of the water and tackles him into it, the water turning red shortly after*
Krakay: *Watches his army closest to the other end of the shore getting killed off in quick succession* Retreat! We cannot win in the water! *Sees a figure diving out of said water body directly at him* *Catches it by the throat and snaps its neck with a single hand*
The figure is obviously a breed of Sagrotan, only it is light blue and covered in shimmering scales, it’s digits are webbed, possesses a finned tail notably thicker than that of Sagrotan, head is slightly longer at the back than other variations, has a single fin running down its back along with two spiny ones on its head and one on each arm.
Krakay: Glaraki. But not from our world, it seems.
Soldier: *Desperately wading for the shore, firing at a submerged Glark who skillfully avoids every shot* HOW CAN YOU BE SO CALM?!
Krakay: With great ease. And why are you wading? You have wings, do you not?
Soldier: EVERYONE! TAKE TO THE SKY!
The forces that are left take off, rising to the height of the treetops
Soldier 2: HAH! Suck it, Glarks!
A Glaraki rockets out of the water at alarming speed, clamping his jaws around the offenders neck and dragging his corpse down to the river
Soldier 3: Oooookay. They can jump much higher than we thought. *Gets a harpoon through one of his hearts* FALL BACK!
Krakay: *Growls* Do as he says, this mission is a failure. I will give the report to the Overlord directly.
They begin retreating
Soldier 4: Aren’t we going to occupy one of their keeps?
Krakay: No, you idiot! If it rains, we’re doomed! And the surviving Sagrotan and Salgrakarth outnumber us three-to-one after that little incident. *Growls* I was a fool. If we had flown over the river, our troops would still be alive and we would have control over this forest!
Soldier 1: Until it rained.
Krakay: … Fair enough. … Actually, I am going to call for backup. If we can immobilize the Glaraki by electrocuting the water, we can complete our initial mission. *Takes out a radio* Supreme Overlord.
Scryer: What is it, Krakay? I am co-ordinating six different forces right now across the netherworld and half of them are losing! Scorpions, let the Locusts clash and fire into the conflict from a reasonable distance! And whatever you do, keep their attention on you and the Locusts! Stealth units, move around the back of the Lizards! I want their lasers! *Looks at a different screen to see every uniformed Sarg dead, the other side (Also Sargs) screeching in victory* DAMN it!
Krakay: Supreme Overlord, we ran into an unexpected issue that resulted in the deaths of most of the force. It appears the reason for our Glaraki units going dark are their counterparts in this world. And digital soldiers disintegrate when submerged.
Scryer: Okay, okay…. I’m sending an army to your location. Locusts, Scorpions and mechs. If necessary, flatten the entire forest. Just stay alive, we haven’t had time to link you to the respawn system yet.
Krakay: Yes sir. *Cuts the connection*
A Glaraki who has been listening in retreats and calls Orochi
Glaraki: Sir! The enemy is sending another force with enough firepower to destroy the entire forest! Their commander is the only one who hasn’t died or fallen back.
Orochi: Okay… We have a Gargoyle on standby, sending him in.
The air distorts on the shore and Krakay materializes
SBVQ Krakay: *Sees his alternate, growls and advances on him, taking out his chainaxe on the way* Identify yourself, soldier.
FD Krakay: *Turns and stares his alternate in the helmet* I am Krakay of Lord Scryer’s Sagrotan Dominion. I assume you are my alternate. *Takes out his axe* A feeble fool who cannot understand our greatness.
SBVQ Krakay: *Activates his own weapon* I am a devout soldier. I follow orders to the end, and my orders are to exterminate alternate scum such as yourself.
The two clash, sparks flying as the chain axes smash against each other
After a while;
SBVQ Krakay: *Forces the axes to the right and headbutts his alternate*
FD Krakay: *Shakes it off, rips his axe out of the lock and strikes horizontally*
SBVQ Krakay: *Jumps back, barely being missed as the weapon leaves a long scratch down his armour* *Strikes downwards at his enemies head*
FD Krakay: *Barely manages to catch the handle of the weapon with his right hand, struggling to keep it away from his face* *Levels his left arm at SBVQ Krakay’s chest-hight. There is a miniaturized Light-splitter attatched to his wrist… which he fires point blank.*
There is a small explosion as half Krakay’s power armour is reduced to scrap metal, flesh Is torn asunder and several organs are liquefied. He is thrown backwards by the blast, limply flying through the air, tumbling once he hits the ground before finally smacking into a boulder head-first.
FD Krakay: *Walks over to his quarry and observes the damage* Insignificant fool. *Stands up and turns around* *Briefly hears the buzz of a chainaxe and the screech of metal on metal before feeling that very same chainaxe eating through his back*
FD Krakay is split in half from just beneath his right arm to just above his left hip.
SBVQ Krakay: *Still up despite the damage* *Severs his alternate’s left arm and violently snaps the right like a twig*
FD Krakay: *Roars in agony*
SBVQ Krakay: *Picks up his enemy’s torso by the throat* I am Krakay, Gargoyle, Reaver class. Sole remaining member of the mark 3 Gargoyles. When I learned of the other MK 3’s intended treachery, I asked an old friend of mine for a favour before alerting all other Sargs to it. The traitors killed me. The agony was likely akin to what you’re feeling right now, but despite my scars and burns, they left me in one piece. The Deathlord was able to revive me, but as a wretched corpse. *Looks down, seeing so much has been blown off that his spine is visible* Yet I am not immortal. The damage you have dealt me will be fatal, but not before I can perform one last act of service for the Sagrotan. I sense a large gathering of the living heading this way, so I assume you called in backup. I also sense that unlike the soldier in the Jountenheim reports, you have no other body to escape to. I may be dying, but I can still deal a blow to your precious “Dominion”. *Tightens his grip around his alternate’s throat*
FD Krakay: *Weakly claws at SBVQ Krakay’s hand*
There is a sickening crunch, the alternate goes limp and green blood oozes between the fingers of Krakay’s gauntlets.
SBVQ Krakay: *Casts the corpse aside and begins limping to the edge of the forest, where he sees an army marching on his position* (Softly) So this is it. *Removes his helmet, revealing a horribly disfigured face. Half the flesh has been completely torn off, revealing the bone while what is left is covered in scars and burns that still look fresh. His skull is fractured, he’s missing a number of fangs and only has one eye.* *Sets his helmet down on a nearby rock* Let the last stand of Reaver Krakay be worthwhile. *Charges, chainaxe screaming, towards the army of Locusts, Scorpions, two Basilisks and a Revenant*
The Scorpions open fire while the Locusts charge mindlessly
Krakay: *Rips through the untrained meat shields with ease, barely slowing down as his axe rends flesh from bone, tearing through flimsy armour like it was so much tissue paper. The entire thousand-strong Locust swarm is reduced to a bloody pile of flesh, bone and scraps of metal in under ten minutes, in part to him ensuring they are between him and the never-ending tide of bullets* *Holds out his left arm, revealing he decided to equip his alternate’s mini-lightsplitter*
Scorpion: WHAT THE FU-
A large chunk of the Scorpion force is eviscerated, the lucky ones just being vaporized in a massive explosion
Krakay: *Leaps into the army, ignoring the bullets ripping through his flesh. Slams the ground with his fist, sending a shockwave through the ground that knocks the surrounding soldiers off their feet* *Quickly traces the shape of a skull in the ground with a claw, places a palm on it and raises it, several red strands of lightning connecting his hand to the skull*
The Scorpions are lifted bodily off the ground as though by a chain attached to their chests, a red glow enveloping them until their souls are ripped from their bodies, said physical forms falling limply to the ground
Krakay: *Gets up, looks at a Basalisk mech and quickly leans to the side, turning as he does so, avoiding a missile* *Tosses his counterparts chainaxe at the foe, turning to the last remaining enemy before the weapon cleaves through the cockpit and splits the pilots torso in two* *Leaps up to the bullet-proof glass protecting the cockpit, smashes it and rips the pilot out* *Stares into his eyes* That little stunt I pulled cost me nearly all my lifeforce, but since your version of me made it so that I’m beyond hope already, I’d say it matters little in the long run, wouldn’t you?
Pilot:*Choking* Your victory… means nothing! We already have… plans to take your… headquarters! There is NOTHING you can do… to stop us!
Krakay: *Takes out a small machine and looks at it* Report.
Purstl operative: They’re in position sir. Armed and ready to detonate.
Krakay: Excelent work, trooper. Detonate whenever you are ready. And report that while I was killed, our hold in this area is secure. *Looks back at the pilot* We have reason to believe you are working with a pair of colossal monsters who have taken residence in Spectre’s former castle, working together to deal as much damage with minor threat of retaliation.
Pilot: *Laughs* Yeah. So? Still nothing you can do to stop us!
Krakay: Five atomic bombs smuggled into the heart of the castle disagree. *Snaps the pilots neck* *Stands tall* I have fulfilled my duty. I only wish I could have done more… *Collapses, lifeless*
The earth shakes as five nuclear warheads are detonated simultaneously, blowing Spectre's old castle to kingdom come.
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Post by Invader TAK on Apr 21, 2014 7:55:46 GMT -6
*back on Pandora, Sanctuary has taken flight*
Jack: That's the best you got? A flying city? What could you chumps POSSIBLY have that makes you think you've got a chance against me? Roland: A Siren. Lilith: Sup. *Sanctuary phases out of the area* Jack: Hm. FD Reptilius: *comes on the ECHO* Amusing trick. Alright, that'll do. All soldiers return to base! *the FD Lizodians warp out* Tai: Well, that was quick. Draco: Considering they were going for Sanctuary, I can see why. Aera: Now we just have to find it. Ariel: Any ideas? Angel: I know you're angry with me, but we don't have a lot of time. I'll explain everything -- just get to the Fridge -- it's the only way to reach the Highlands. I detect Lilith may have phased your city there. Draco: I dunno, could be another damn trap. Tai: Exactly. Aera: Not like we have a choice. Where else are we gonna go on this rock? Ariel: Yeah, let's just get to the Fridge. I get the feeling Angel isn't willingly working for Jack. Tai: Come to think of it, she did sound dejected at having to lower Sanctuary's shields. Draco: Alright, you have a point. Tai: Let's just get back to Sanctuary and get some answers.
*at the new FD Lizodian base near the Bunker*
FD Ariel: You know, Angel didn't sound too thrilled at having to follow Jack's orders. FD Reptilius: You know how children are. FD Ariel: Well it's not like Jack is exactly the best parent around, either. FD Reptilius: No, but he is devoted. Since she's charging the Vault Key for him, I imagine Roland and his buddies will eventually come here. Which gives me an idea. FD Ariel: What? FD Reptilius: Jack would do anything to ensure Angel's safety... FD Ariel: ...meaning he'd even give up control of Hyperion to do so! FD Reptilius: Think about it, Angel has been pumped full of Eridium for so long that she's built up a dependence. If she's taken off of it, she'll die. FD Ariel: So we could either eliminate the dependence or resurrect her and then Hyperion would be ours! FD Reptilius: Exactly.
(Have another short post! I can't be bothered to write in fights at the moment so yeah.)
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Post by Spectre on Apr 26, 2014 2:56:35 GMT -6
Spectre:...*slaps the back of his head* Hang on a sec, my common sense is tingling...*Takes out a knife and slashes a hole in reality* Be back later. New Meridian, little Innsmouth. Spectre teleports in front of Wu-Yan's restauraunt. Spectre:...*looks around* Where am I? Dagonian Thug:YOU PICKED THE WRONG NEIGHBORHOOD, MOTHAFUCKA! *holds out knife* Spectre:AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! Thug:Just yanking your chain! We're actually pretty friendly folk for the most part. *Puts knife away* Haven't seen you in the area before friend. What brings you to our little town? Spectre: I'm looking for a guy. Likely about my height, purple, probably freakishly strong... Dagonian: Oh, you must mean Manx. He's renting out a room in Wu-Yans. Just go in there and ask for him. Probably napping right about now though. Spectre:This is pretty critical. *heads inside* Minette:*looks at the door as Spectre enters* Hi there! What can we get you? Spectre:Actually I'm looking for a guy named Manx. Minette:He's upstairs, third door on the left! Spectre:Right-o! *heads up* Inside Manx's room, Nadia Fortune is scattered in a pile on the bed, cuddled up with a large, thick purple fur ball. They're both snoring, the hairball is loud but muffled. Spectre knocks on the door. Nadia:Nyao....*Smacks her mouth* Get that for me, would ya... Nadia's hand gets up and moves on it's fingers towards the door, jumping up and opening it. Spectre:Hi there-*looks at the bed, and at the moving, disembodied hand*...Am I...Interrupting something? Nadia:*Head wakes up* Mmmmph!? A wonderful cat-nap obviously. *Angry* What is it? Spectre:I'm looking for Manx. I have something urgent to discuss with him. nadia:*Growls* Alright...*yawns* Alright you big fluffball, get up so I can go back to sleep. The hairball uncurls, transforming into a lion feral. He's about 5 feet tall, extremely stocky, and his man is so thick it covers his whole body besides his face, arms, and lower legs. Manx:Whaddaya want? Spectre:I hate to interrupt you two but there's something critical I need to discuss with you, Manx. Manx:*growls* Spectre:Life and death hangs in the balance. And I'll need your help! It'll involve lots of fighting...But if my plan works, the effort will be highly divided to the point where it probably won't be a bother. Manx:Does this event endanger Innsmouth? Spectre:Not just Innsmouth...THE WORLD...YOUR WORLD...MY WORLD...THE UNIVERSE COULD DIE. Manx:Wait, what? Spectre:...I'll explain in private. *points at the closet* lets go in there. The two walk into the closet and shut the door. A few minutes later... Manx:Alright. So you're me from another world thats being seiged by yet another us, along with some alternates of your freakishly powerful friends? Spectre:Precisely. Manx:*stretches and takes out a large barbel, wielding it like a bo staff* Alright. So whats the plan? Spectre:We're both going to travel to alternate universes, recruit our alternates, then get them to recruit more alternates, and then we go back and kick ass with a huge army of us! Manx:...That sounds freaking AWESOME! How do I jump between dimensions? Spectre:...Oh right, not all mes have dimension travelling powers. Well, I know a universe that will. TO THE GENTLEMAN UNIVERSE! *One dimension travel later* In the Gentleman Dimension, at a massive library. Spectre:We're here! Lady Etna:Ah! If it isn't my husband's handsome alternate...S? Manx:Don't get no funny ideas, I'm already taken. Lady Etna:Just complimenting. Gentlespectre:Hello doods, what brings you to our fair corner of the multiverse? Spectre:*Explains* GentleSpectre:..Oh dear. Spectre:So, we need an army of us to combat a freakishly strong and evil alternate. Gentlespectre:Hrm, fascinating...A Behemoth. Well, I know someone who can educate you on the beasts. SEATH OLD FRIEND, WE HAVE VISITORS. Uh oh. A massive roar is heard as the titanic white dragon descends from a large chamber in the ceiling, landing in the middle of the library. He puts on a pair of thin, square glasses. Seath:*Squints eyes slightly* Mmmmm? An alternate of yours I take it? Gentlespectre:This is our head librarian, Seath. He'll tell you everything you want to know about Behemoths. Seath:Behemoths...... *Lifts up hand, a book flies from one of the millions of sections of books* *looks into it* Behemoths, land dwelling beasts. Capable of enduring catastrophic physical punishment, unbearable pressures, heat promotes their already formidable strength and regeneration, keep harems of up to ten females and have a gestation period that can range from mere weeks to years depending on how much the female eats. Young grow rapidly depending on how much they eat. Nigh invulnerable but when exposed to extreme cold their body works overdrive to keep it at a high temperature and therefore drains their abilities. Being submerged in water, particularly cold water, will saturate their hides and musclemass causing them to slow down and eventually become fully paralyzed if completely submeged for more than an hour, incapacitating them completely. Due to living underground most of the time their eyes are sensitive to sunlight and it burns their skin. Capable of shape shifting to a smaller humanoid form and crossbreeding with other species. *hands the book to them* Spectre:...Wow, you guys have alot of information catalogued. Seath:Thank Lady Texcatlipoca for that, she's discovered nearly everything about the primordial world. Spectre:By the way Seath...I'm a real fan of yours. Can I...Cut off your tail for a Moonlight Greatsword? Seath:Why, I'd be insulted if you didn't! *Holds out his tail* Spectre slices it off, and acquires a Moonlight Greatsword. Seath's tail grows right back. Seath:Anything else? Spectre:Yeah, how did you end up here? Seath: actually come from the neutral dimension back in the age of Fire. I was rescued from my creeping insanity by Lady Tezcatlipoca who was dimension surfing to catalogue information of the ancient civilizations of the mythic age. They brought me here, restored most of my sight, and are even helping me research ways to give myself proper legs and scales. In return, I manage the vast library for them. I'm quite good at what I do. Spectre:Ah. Manx:Anyway, you guys got any dimensional hoppers? we need to work on our army. Gentlespectre:Ah, you'll want to speak to Sir Maderas about that. He's the head of cross dimensional technologies. I shall stay here. We here at the Fair Dimension do not believe in the crass concept known as "War". Sir Maderas:*teleports in*Anybody need dimensional hoppers? Spectre:yeah dood, us. Sir Maderas: *hands them a small bag* Its a bag that is a link to our vast supply of dimensional hoppers, I've no doubt you'll need as many as you can get to spread the word and form your Spectre army. i wish you luck in your endeavors. *teleports away* Spectre:Thanks dood. Alright... Manx:Yeesh, this place is almost TOO perfect. Whats the deal? Gentlespectre:This is a dimension where conflict is non existant. Although we have some degree of different cultures, we all treat eachother fairly and equally, and combine our strengths together to make our world as great of a place as it can possibly be. Everybody is friendly towards eachother and every individual's personalities and beliefs are respected. Spectre:Wow....Okay! We're going now! HIT IT KYLE! Kyle:*turns on his Batio* MONTAGE TIMEMass Effect Dimension, Spuctrux's recruitment Manx is conversing with a massive, 9 foot purple shelled Krogan. They shake hands and he hands him a teleporter. Skyrim Dimension, Dovahprin recruitment Spectre is conversing with a huge, fat purple dragon sitting on top of a mountain. He nods his head. Red Dead Dimension, El Spectro recruitment An alternate of Spectre wearing a poncho, sombrero, with a magnificent Latino moustache is in the middle of an intense fire-fight with numerous other bandits. Spectre throws a prinny bomb that blows the enemies to high hell. El Spectro looks at him surprised, and holds out his hand. they shake. Megaman Legends Dimension, Pringer Z's recruitment A massive, hulking purple android with the Bonne family simple printed on his chest is fighting off an army of reaverbots with his arm canon. El Spectro kills the whole group of bots with his pistol in seconds. Pringer Z, impressed, agres to help with the cause. Star Wars dimension, jedi Spectre's recruitment. A massive purple wookie is sparring with a rancor apprentice. Spuctrux teleports in and talks to him. jedi Spectre nods and goes with him. jedi Spectre:You're probably wondering why I'm now a wookie and willing to assist others in battle. Since Spectre's previous plot is in the dust I figured "What the hell." Friendship is Magic dimension, Warhead Rush's Recruitment. Warhead is grazing on a plain in the mild west. Dovahprin perches on a cliff overhead and shouts at him. Warhead looks at him disgruntled, after a brief, angry conversation Warhead facehooves and joins the army. Horror dimension, ScissorSpectre's recruitment. ScissorSpectre is chasing a screaming woman down a hall. Jedi Spectre teleports in between the two and converses with him for a moment. ScissorSpectre Scratches his head and shrugs. Joining the army. Eldrich Dimension, Spthulhu's recruitment. Spthulhu is slithering through a slime ocean. Pringer Z teleports in and talks with him for a minute. He joins the cause without hesitation. One Spectre tells another Spectre, who goes on to tell more Spectres, the cycle goes on until... In the neutral dimension. Spectre is standing on a cliff overlooking a massive, unstoppable army of Spectres. All of whichwho are prepared for war. The song stops. Spectre:*Crosses his arm and nods* Alright. READY TO KICK SOME ASS!?!? All the Spectre's cheer. They disperse and begin to prepare for a full-blown, heavily one-sided war and- Oh. They won. The horde of Spectre's are standing over the corpses of Spectre and Spectra, who have been beaten into a pulp with minimal casualties. Spectre:..Well, that was anticlimactic. Warhead:Eh. there's billions of us and one of him and we all fought at full power. Guess it's to be expected. Though they were also completely alone since a bunch of nuclear bombs utterly crippled their army. Spectre:...So, I guess we help out the others with their war? We still have evil sargs and lizodians to worry about. Dovahprin:...yeah, about that. I'm hungry and in the mood for cows so... Pringer Z: *hisses through his metallic teeth* Tron's wanting to try out some new augmentations on me and she's gonna be pissed as hell if I suddenly cancel it. Spuctrux:I have female krogan to insimenate. And I am BOOKED for this afternoon. My backs already hurting from that montage and I need it to be ready for constant thrusting motions for about five hours straight. Warhead:I have alot of grazing to do and... Jedi Spectre: I was in the middle of training apprentices. All the Spectres begin conversing with eachother, bringing up numerous complaints. Spectre:*deadpan* YHou're not helping with the war, are you. All the Spectre's teleport away at that moment. Leaving Spectre. Spectre:...Well. Damn. Atleast we have one enemy faction dead. Guess I'll help Shadow with the enemy sargs...
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Post by Invader TAK on May 6, 2014 18:26:23 GMT -6
*back on Pandora, our group separated from Sanctuary is just entering the Highlands*
Jack: *over the ECHO* Argh, this is so frustrating. Y'see, this is what I don't get about you bad guys. You know the hero's gonna win, but you just don't die quickly. Man, I- example: this one guy in New Haven, right? City's burning, people are dying left and right, yada yada yada. This jackhole rushes me with a spoon. *chuckles* A fricking spoon! And I'm dying laughing, right? So I scoop out his stupid little eyeballs with it, and his kids are all, 'waaahh!', and... *laughing* He can't see where he's going, he's bumping into stuff, and a... *laughs* I don't know, maybe you had to be there. The moral is: you're a total bitch. Tai: What a dick. Draco: Understatement of the century, my alternate. Aera: Anyway, we're almost to Overlook. *Tai's wist communicator beeps* Tai: Better be important. *answers and Onyx appears in the usual hologram* What is it, General? Onyx: Fantastic news, my King. Spectre gathered a group of his alternates and took down his alternate that took over his castle. Though our universe's Sargs helped by nuking the place beforehand. Tai: That is indeed fantastic news. One less faction to deal with. Onyx: Indeed. Now we just need to deal with the alternate Sargs, the Purstl, and whatever alternate Lizodians aren't on Pandora. Tai: In due time. Update me if anything important happens. Onyx: Of course. Although, one more thing. Tai: Yes? Onyx: Spectre's alternate from Equestria is alive again. Tai: When did that happen? Onyx: No clue, we didn't resurrect him. But he was among the force that brought down the alternate Underworld Horde. Tai: Guess he was able to get a new body or something. Well, whatever. Just keep me updated on things. Onyx: Right, Inferno out. *ends transmission* Tai: Right, now let's get to Overlook and get that Fast Travel beacon set up.
*aboard the Inferno, in the Gene Splicing Lab*
Lizodian Scientist 1: So, the King hasn't come in for an infusion in a while. Lizodian Scientist 2: Yes, it's strange. Surprised he hasn't had himself infused with Pony DNA yet, seems like he would have done so by now. Lizodian Scientist 1: He probably will when things calm down. Lizodian Scientist 2: Think we should collect the samples in advance? Lizodian Scientist 1: That would probably be a good idea. But, from which ponies should we get the samples from? Lizodian Scientist 2: Knowing the King, he'd probably go for the Royal Family and Harmony Squadron. Lizodian Scientist 1: Lucky for him, there's at least one male in Equestria's royal family. Alright, let's get the clearance from General Onyx.
(since getting this up took a lot longer than I wanted it to, have some filler to go with it!)
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