Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Final Round: The Treasury)
10-13-2011, 08:36 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
Amidst the tall grass there laid precious golden trinkets. A golden tea-tray shone from a thicket of bushes. In this beautiful forest, here and there were hints of what had been before. If you really hunted you could amongst the wild growing grass find the bones of those who had been there at the time; those whose minds had been blanked by the failed experiment's influence. It was not just the thieves that had been in the vault, or the guards that had been advancing upon the security breach. Obfuscation's influence had extended farther than the prison that held a collection of people imprisoned for their parts in grand battles. Throughout the entire complex people slumped to the ground, thoughtless, and waited to starve to death. This scene was at once a scene of remarkable beauty, and of a profound tragedy.
Obfuscation could see neither.
Its short life had been a happy one, full of joyful exploits and interesting things that were forgotten minutes later; mysteries to be discovered again and again, time after time. In some ways it was infuriating that the cause of so much pain should be so innocent, so hopelessly incapable of comprehending what it had done.
If it had been some kind of evil mastermind that would be one thing. It would have been possible to hate it for what it had done, but as Hector prepared to kill the creature, all he could see in its eyes was honest confusion; an awful sense of distress at a new sensation it didn't understand. It tried to wriggle free from Hector's grip, a low-pitched plaintive squeal somehow emerging from its featureless body.
Hector hardened his heart to its plight. Obfuscation had taken his Helen away. Even if it had not Obfuscation was a danger to the world. It had to be killed, if not for his revenge then for everyone who would have had the misfortune to encounter the experiment in the future.
Trying hard not to look the innocent creature in the eyes, Hector dug his nails into Obfuscation's soft body. It squealed in pain as Hector's fingers sunk into its fragile body, and were at once silenced as Hector tore it apart. His mood was far from triumphant as he cast the remains of the blob to the forest floor.
Amidst the tall grass there laid precious golden trinkets. A golden tea-tray shone from a thicket of bushes. In this beautiful forest, here and there were hints of what had been before. If you really hunted you could amongst the wild growing grass find the bones of those who had been there at the time; those whose minds had been blanked by the failed experiment's influence. It was not just the thieves that had been in the vault, or the guards that had been advancing upon the security breach. Obfuscation's influence had extended farther than the prison that held a collection of people imprisoned for their parts in grand battles. Throughout the entire complex people slumped to the ground, thoughtless, and waited to starve to death. This scene was at once a scene of remarkable beauty, and of a profound tragedy.
Obfuscation could see neither.
Its short life had been a happy one, full of joyful exploits and interesting things that were forgotten minutes later; mysteries to be discovered again and again, time after time. In some ways it was infuriating that the cause of so much pain should be so innocent, so hopelessly incapable of comprehending what it had done.
If it had been some kind of evil mastermind that would be one thing. It would have been possible to hate it for what it had done, but as Hector prepared to kill the creature, all he could see in its eyes was honest confusion; an awful sense of distress at a new sensation it didn't understand. It tried to wriggle free from Hector's grip, a low-pitched plaintive squeal somehow emerging from its featureless body.
Hector hardened his heart to its plight. Obfuscation had taken his Helen away. Even if it had not Obfuscation was a danger to the world. It had to be killed, if not for his revenge then for everyone who would have had the misfortune to encounter the experiment in the future.
Trying hard not to look the innocent creature in the eyes, Hector dug his nails into Obfuscation's soft body. It squealed in pain as Hector's fingers sunk into its fragile body, and were at once silenced as Hector tore it apart. His mood was far from triumphant as he cast the remains of the blob to the forest floor.
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