Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 2: Giant's House]
03-12-2010, 12:43 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Diego felt like screaming, for a moment. His carefully laid out plan had been erased in an instant as the playing field shifted. However that feeling subsided and was replaced by a nausea brought on by the fact that a giant, rancid rat corpse was splayed out in front of him. He covered his mouth, trying to stop the smell. It was the terrible smell of rotting, the smell of things wasting away- nothing like the fresh smell of blood, which announced life wherever the scent could be sensed.
Realizing his situation, he quickly reactivated his amplified hearing. The lich was approaching, the meatball and cyborg were nearby... The others had yet to move, and he could not sense them yet. Above all, though, he heard a loud, resonating breathing.
Suddenly, his mind was racing, grasping the information around him and recomposing his plan. He was idly aware of the lich attempting to make small talk and his ressurection of the rat, but Diego's mind was occupied. Allowing himself to naturally respond to the rancid smell would hopefully be enough to appease the Lich. A moment later, Diego's plan crystalized in his head- and now was the time to put it into action. Turning to the Lich, he gave a satisfactory answer to the question apparently asking about what to do about the trapped rat, then segwayed into the topic he needed to be in.
"I... I say you should free it. It seems a lttle absurd, trying to behead something so large... Damnit. Why did the stage have to change so soon? I was so close... I just needed to open the door."
Konka let out a small laugh.
"Did you really expect to get help so easily?" he said, slightly derisively.
Good, Diego thought, Konka responded. Now came th. Slightly tricky part- making what came next convincing. First, he recreated the voice program of the god of the underworld, and sent it upwards. Then, With his air abilities, he focused around the deep breathing. Being close enough would be fine... On that point, he wove his new magic program, and then began speaking.
"I... I don't know. But, no matter what, it's better than what the Cultivator offered us-"
The voice of Sedah boomed aloud, cutting Diego off. That detail was important. It gave a small impression that the god disregarded Diego's want to talk, potentially making their connection more tenuous.
"I see that none of you were able to help me, and instead felt the need to kill one another... But I'll attempt to help you, at least. Hopefully, I will be helped eventually in Return..."
The voice was fading now, but suddenly turned into a stream of unpronouncable sounds. Then, the voice returned to normal, fading quickly now.
"I think he should be awake enough, now... Good luck...."
"... What, what was he saying?" Diego commented, preparing to run the next program.
From the direction of the deep breathing, a new voice resonated for all to hear.
"... I am still here... Why have I woken!?! Who calls me? Oh. Oh... Another game of the Cultivator's, I see! But, I see she's become cocky... Putting the players so close that I could interact with them! Can you hear me? It's fine if you can't answer, I don't expect an answer. Just, come and get me out. I am stuck in this good for nothing loafer's brain, tied down by his imagination... Come to me, and destroy this man's brain! If you can do that, I'll give you something, anythig in return! ... Augh, I can feel it draining me again... I'm going to be sleeping again... Wake me up when this man is lobotomized."
The voice program ended. It was good, Diego thought- he had made the voice different in every way from the last one. However, now Diego was fairly tired. Such fine control, over such a long distance, was extremely draining. But, he needed to talk a little bit more, this time on his own.
"...I think I understand. These worlds... They are built around these... Gods. I suppose they are gods that the Cultivator somehow subdued... Also, this god was talking about another person... A man. There must be a giant man in this room, too..."
Diego trailed off, feeling he had said all that he needed to, and looked at Konka, waiting for a new response.
Diego felt like screaming, for a moment. His carefully laid out plan had been erased in an instant as the playing field shifted. However that feeling subsided and was replaced by a nausea brought on by the fact that a giant, rancid rat corpse was splayed out in front of him. He covered his mouth, trying to stop the smell. It was the terrible smell of rotting, the smell of things wasting away- nothing like the fresh smell of blood, which announced life wherever the scent could be sensed.
Realizing his situation, he quickly reactivated his amplified hearing. The lich was approaching, the meatball and cyborg were nearby... The others had yet to move, and he could not sense them yet. Above all, though, he heard a loud, resonating breathing.
Suddenly, his mind was racing, grasping the information around him and recomposing his plan. He was idly aware of the lich attempting to make small talk and his ressurection of the rat, but Diego's mind was occupied. Allowing himself to naturally respond to the rancid smell would hopefully be enough to appease the Lich. A moment later, Diego's plan crystalized in his head- and now was the time to put it into action. Turning to the Lich, he gave a satisfactory answer to the question apparently asking about what to do about the trapped rat, then segwayed into the topic he needed to be in.
"I... I say you should free it. It seems a lttle absurd, trying to behead something so large... Damnit. Why did the stage have to change so soon? I was so close... I just needed to open the door."
Konka let out a small laugh.
"Did you really expect to get help so easily?" he said, slightly derisively.
Good, Diego thought, Konka responded. Now came th. Slightly tricky part- making what came next convincing. First, he recreated the voice program of the god of the underworld, and sent it upwards. Then, With his air abilities, he focused around the deep breathing. Being close enough would be fine... On that point, he wove his new magic program, and then began speaking.
"I... I don't know. But, no matter what, it's better than what the Cultivator offered us-"
The voice of Sedah boomed aloud, cutting Diego off. That detail was important. It gave a small impression that the god disregarded Diego's want to talk, potentially making their connection more tenuous.
"I see that none of you were able to help me, and instead felt the need to kill one another... But I'll attempt to help you, at least. Hopefully, I will be helped eventually in Return..."
The voice was fading now, but suddenly turned into a stream of unpronouncable sounds. Then, the voice returned to normal, fading quickly now.
"I think he should be awake enough, now... Good luck...."
"... What, what was he saying?" Diego commented, preparing to run the next program.
From the direction of the deep breathing, a new voice resonated for all to hear.
"... I am still here... Why have I woken!?! Who calls me? Oh. Oh... Another game of the Cultivator's, I see! But, I see she's become cocky... Putting the players so close that I could interact with them! Can you hear me? It's fine if you can't answer, I don't expect an answer. Just, come and get me out. I am stuck in this good for nothing loafer's brain, tied down by his imagination... Come to me, and destroy this man's brain! If you can do that, I'll give you something, anythig in return! ... Augh, I can feel it draining me again... I'm going to be sleeping again... Wake me up when this man is lobotomized."
The voice program ended. It was good, Diego thought- he had made the voice different in every way from the last one. However, now Diego was fairly tired. Such fine control, over such a long distance, was extremely draining. But, he needed to talk a little bit more, this time on his own.
"...I think I understand. These worlds... They are built around these... Gods. I suppose they are gods that the Cultivator somehow subdued... Also, this god was talking about another person... A man. There must be a giant man in this room, too..."
Diego trailed off, feeling he had said all that he needed to, and looked at Konka, waiting for a new response.