Re: Mini-Grand 5101 [Round 1: RMS Titanic]
06-30-2011, 05:41 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
It was chaos on the deck; people were fighting over the far too small number of lifeboats. It was becoming apparent that this unsinkable ship was going down, whether it was due to the massive octopus that was currently grappling on the side of it, or the general destruction that had taken place who knew, and at this juncture who cared. The Titanic was sinking, that much was certain. In the skies above the Titanic the deadly cyborg Deathwing fired his death cannon at the gargantuan octopus. The globe of plasma scythed through the beast’s thick rubbery hide. A pause and then every single cell struck by the blast exploded, reducing the octopus to something reminiscent of an extremely unpleasant confetti; scattered wide across the turbulent ocean. As the remains of the octopus slid back into the depths where they had come from most passengers were cheered. Bartleby however was not most passengers. The Flux found himself some crates to climb up onto, so that he stood out from the crowd and bellowed into the night, demanding Deathwing’s attention.
“Stop!” Bartleby demanded. He struggled to find the right words; half made speeches wound through his head questioning whether the cyborg even knew what consequences his actions had, forcefully insisting that he would not allow these crimes to go unaddressed, naively claiming that that octopus hadn’t deserved death not having understood the quality of its actions. None of them really did justice to the scale of the atrocities being committed by Deathwing, by the vast number of lives he had extinguished forever. It was as he was momentarily contemplating an adequate response that Deathwing fired his death cannon. It engulfed Bartleby, causing him more agony than he had ever gone through in any death before now. The burning hot plasma ripped him apart molecule from molecule, and then it exploded him.
If he had had time to think he would have realized that this was one death from which he was not going to recover. In a way he would not be sure how to feel about that. He had been fighting to stay alive through death for such a long time. It had become his life and for better or for worse he had missed out on a lot of what living actually was. His main regret would have been that he did not seize the moment when it had been presented to him.
When the smoke cleared Bartleby had been reduced to dust. There was simply nothing left to regenerate with.
As Deathwing and the others were pulled away from the sinking ship, off to their next location, it would have been a consolation to know that despite how badly thought through and naïve his plan had been, it had worked. Deathwing was no longer in a position to hurt any of the people on this ship, and perhaps some even survived on the lifeboats. It was all he had wanted.
It was chaos on the deck; people were fighting over the far too small number of lifeboats. It was becoming apparent that this unsinkable ship was going down, whether it was due to the massive octopus that was currently grappling on the side of it, or the general destruction that had taken place who knew, and at this juncture who cared. The Titanic was sinking, that much was certain. In the skies above the Titanic the deadly cyborg Deathwing fired his death cannon at the gargantuan octopus. The globe of plasma scythed through the beast’s thick rubbery hide. A pause and then every single cell struck by the blast exploded, reducing the octopus to something reminiscent of an extremely unpleasant confetti; scattered wide across the turbulent ocean. As the remains of the octopus slid back into the depths where they had come from most passengers were cheered. Bartleby however was not most passengers. The Flux found himself some crates to climb up onto, so that he stood out from the crowd and bellowed into the night, demanding Deathwing’s attention.
“Stop!” Bartleby demanded. He struggled to find the right words; half made speeches wound through his head questioning whether the cyborg even knew what consequences his actions had, forcefully insisting that he would not allow these crimes to go unaddressed, naively claiming that that octopus hadn’t deserved death not having understood the quality of its actions. None of them really did justice to the scale of the atrocities being committed by Deathwing, by the vast number of lives he had extinguished forever. It was as he was momentarily contemplating an adequate response that Deathwing fired his death cannon. It engulfed Bartleby, causing him more agony than he had ever gone through in any death before now. The burning hot plasma ripped him apart molecule from molecule, and then it exploded him.
If he had had time to think he would have realized that this was one death from which he was not going to recover. In a way he would not be sure how to feel about that. He had been fighting to stay alive through death for such a long time. It had become his life and for better or for worse he had missed out on a lot of what living actually was. His main regret would have been that he did not seize the moment when it had been presented to him.
When the smoke cleared Bartleby had been reduced to dust. There was simply nothing left to regenerate with.
As Deathwing and the others were pulled away from the sinking ship, off to their next location, it would have been a consolation to know that despite how badly thought through and naïve his plan had been, it had worked. Deathwing was no longer in a position to hurt any of the people on this ship, and perhaps some even survived on the lifeboats. It was all he had wanted.
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