Re: The Grand Battle [Starring Eximo Pulvis!]
10-30-2009, 01:20 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
The damage to the crystal greatly reduced the flow of healing energy. As the bulk of the energy flowed away from Eximo, its undead parts began their own regeneration process and came to life again. It was slow, but the spirit could sense it beginning.
We can return, thought the amalgamation. It concentrated on the slowly-reviving undead components. Two skeletal arms gradually made their way out of the vacuum, and pushed against the ground.
It was still groggy, and could not fully return to its own body yet. The intact half of the crystal still made it weaker than it had been in the previous round. In an attempt to regain its bearings, it attempted to use the now-functioning life scanner. The mechanical part, meanwhile, was now able to begin cleansing the ashes, and did so. The noise from the vacuum alerted the others to its awakening, but it had no concern of this at the moment.
The scan indicated two standard readings (Amethyst and Aeon - it was slowly recalling their names), one unusual reading of standard strength (Nathan), and one reading that continually fluctuated in strength and occasionally disappeared - though that one appeared to be slowly stabilizing. Process of elimination suggested this was Lutherion, though that theory was unconfirmed. Eximo was beginning to recall what had happened before it had been forced from its body.
But those were not the only lifeforms it detected. There was a significant cluster of them some distance away; the radar did not have enough accuracy at that range to pick out the exact number, however, and something seemed to be interfering. There also seemed to be a large concentration of filth among them, and it actually appeared to be moving. However, there was also filth here to be cleansed, and Eximo did not have enough control over its body yet to delay cleansing and investigate the strange new source of filth.
It would soon have more control, however. The regeneration process had picked up greatly. Eximo focused, and gained more control; it stopped vacuuming for a moment, just to confirm that it could, then resumed. It seemed to be getting easier to issue commands, especially without all of the distracting error messages; they had stopped now.
Including the transmission error.
***
In a distant world, in a foreboding castle, a communications terminal beeped incessantly.
A hooded figure walked to the terminal. Noticing the sender, it decided the actual diagnostic report could wait. With a hand of bone and a hand of metal, it typed in a command to track where the transmission had originated.
The screen displayed: "Location unknown."
"Useless," muttered the figure. "I spent hours assembling this communication grid and imbuing it with dark magics, and it can't even locate a vacuum cleaner."
Konka Rar walked away. It didn't concern him that much, regardless. He was fairly certain who was responsible for the machine's disappearance. After all, he could think of no reason why anyone would want to steal his vacuum cleaner, and that left one obvious suspect.
Spoiler
The damage to the crystal greatly reduced the flow of healing energy. As the bulk of the energy flowed away from Eximo, its undead parts began their own regeneration process and came to life again. It was slow, but the spirit could sense it beginning.
We can return, thought the amalgamation. It concentrated on the slowly-reviving undead components. Two skeletal arms gradually made their way out of the vacuum, and pushed against the ground.
It was still groggy, and could not fully return to its own body yet. The intact half of the crystal still made it weaker than it had been in the previous round. In an attempt to regain its bearings, it attempted to use the now-functioning life scanner. The mechanical part, meanwhile, was now able to begin cleansing the ashes, and did so. The noise from the vacuum alerted the others to its awakening, but it had no concern of this at the moment.
The scan indicated two standard readings (Amethyst and Aeon - it was slowly recalling their names), one unusual reading of standard strength (Nathan), and one reading that continually fluctuated in strength and occasionally disappeared - though that one appeared to be slowly stabilizing. Process of elimination suggested this was Lutherion, though that theory was unconfirmed. Eximo was beginning to recall what had happened before it had been forced from its body.
But those were not the only lifeforms it detected. There was a significant cluster of them some distance away; the radar did not have enough accuracy at that range to pick out the exact number, however, and something seemed to be interfering. There also seemed to be a large concentration of filth among them, and it actually appeared to be moving. However, there was also filth here to be cleansed, and Eximo did not have enough control over its body yet to delay cleansing and investigate the strange new source of filth.
It would soon have more control, however. The regeneration process had picked up greatly. Eximo focused, and gained more control; it stopped vacuuming for a moment, just to confirm that it could, then resumed. It seemed to be getting easier to issue commands, especially without all of the distracting error messages; they had stopped now.
Including the transmission error.
***
In a distant world, in a foreboding castle, a communications terminal beeped incessantly.
A hooded figure walked to the terminal. Noticing the sender, it decided the actual diagnostic report could wait. With a hand of bone and a hand of metal, it typed in a command to track where the transmission had originated.
The screen displayed: "Location unknown."
"Useless," muttered the figure. "I spent hours assembling this communication grid and imbuing it with dark magics, and it can't even locate a vacuum cleaner."
Konka Rar walked away. It didn't concern him that much, regardless. He was fairly certain who was responsible for the machine's disappearance. After all, he could think of no reason why anyone would want to steal his vacuum cleaner, and that left one obvious suspect.
Spoiler
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I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse