Mini-Grand 5104 (Game Complete)

Mini-Grand 5104 (Game Complete)
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Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Round 1: Parliament)
Originally posted on MSPA by Lord Paradise.

Hector was immediately confronted with a great load of blackness and a sound like pinwheels turning, which he assumed was the effect of being brought into this… battle… thing… until he realized that no, he was already there. The blackness and the noise was just his Thing happening, presumably in reaction to the shock of ending up here. Wherever here was.

He was in a brightly-lit hallway, and was discomfited to see that all the light was coming from outside of a large window and an impossibly bright sun lighting up an impossibly bright sky. He had never been this close to a sun before. “Do you think a well-placed solar flare could just… shut down our engines?” he asked one of the several dozen not-people surrounding him.

“’Caww,” it responded. It was shimmering black, had muscular wings where its arms ought to be, and its legs looked like they could have been eating utensils, or snack food. It was about the size of Hector’s head and had a little pointy smelly mouth that Hector didn’t want around his eyes. There was another one on his shoulder. “Caww,” the not-person on Hector’s shoulder agreed.

Hector waved his arm and the thing flew off. Most of the rest (man, there were so many of them!) stayed, if only to gnaw at the green things and the squiggly brown things that were growing all around his feet.

Aware that he was mucking up Parliament something awful (in a perverse layered effect, the not-people he’d made were converting the foodstuffs he’d made into little white piles of shit, for which he claimed no responsibility), Hector began to walk. Walking, he had learned, was the best way to make the Thing stop happening, except for all the little green lines, which he’d come to accept as a constant presence. He pondered his situation, starting with the questions that seemed psychologically manageable. What was a ‘worm?’ What was a ‘fish?’ What was a ‘demon?’ If he was from the distant future, did that make this the distant past? What’s a ‘country?’ Was the sun so close by because he was on a planet?

Only one of these questions was tautological enough that he could answer it without any more evidence than that gleaned from a series of frustratingly empty corridors. Whatever computer was hijacking him had probably brought him to a simulation of the distant past, or worse yet, the past itself. That explained the shitty voice synth on the computer. Judging by the “fish,” this was presumably a distant enough past that non-human living things were suffered to exist outside of Hector’s immediate vicinity. What was the word the voice had used? “Creatures.” He wondered if that was spelled so as to link etymologically with “create,” as in “shit that Hector creates when he does his Thing.”

Well, that was all well enough. Maybe he’d blend in, here, before the other three… things… tried to kill him. “Caww,” agreed a straggling creature.

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Mini-Grand 5104 (Game Complete) - by Dragon Fogel - 06-26-2011, 02:56 PM
Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Round 1: Parliament) - by Elpie - 06-28-2011, 03:04 AM
Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Game Complete) - by Elpie - 10-15-2011, 03:31 AM