Re: The Grand Battle [Starring Eximo Pulvis!]
11-06-2009, 06:04 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Draykon.
Amethyst glanced around a couple times to quickly take in her surroundings. Aeon was getting up after being knocked off his feet by the transition. Eximo was vacumming up bits of debri from their current island, Dokurumets- or whatever it was had possessed his form, was simply floating, perhaps having a conversation with itself. And Lutherion...
She looked in the distance, and saw Lutherion- his skeletal wings- though probably not the same ones- returned, she looked back at Nathan, the demon's grin projected upon his face. There were far too many unknown factors to be able to practically continue this battle.
She thrust her hand outward, pulling her crystal broom from some distance away, and hopped on it, before shouting,
"Photon Burst!"
A bright white light emerged from before her, firing off to form several beams. Amethyst quickly chose one, closed her eyes, and flew inside of it. Hopefully escaping the others.
The island she landed on was indescribable. At least, using the language Amethyst knew, she couldn't find the words to describe it. A tower sat at the center, fairly simply, but beside the tower- powering a waterwheel- was a stone waterway, which seemed to tilt down, yet at the same time ascended. The waterway bend around, returning to above its starting point, falling off the waterway, turning the wheel, and starting its journey again. The paradoxical structure provided a source of free energy for the building. However over time the indefinite introduction of energy into the system would gradually increase the local temperature. It was really extremely dangerous, and most likely hadn't been here for long- at least by universe standards.
A source of theoretical destruction, the result of breaking the laws of the universe, no matter how innocent the intended purpose of powering one's home.
Amethyst sat by the tower, and began muttering incoherent commands. She didn't have a preset for this, it wasn't something she had to do alot, but somehow she felt that etching her thoughts into stone would be more practical. Slowly, violet light carved into the stone, and etched words;
"To the one who finds this; I wish to describe my struggles, for I believe they may be the same for those who will read my words in the future. I speak as Amethyst, but I wish to convey the thoughts of my comrades; Dokurumets, Alcarith, Emily, Nathan, Aeon, Eximo, and even- I wish to believe- Lutherion.
We have all been brought here for the sake of some divine being's twisted show, and that we should destroy one another is his desire. Thus far, my every attempt to escape this 'game' has been unsuccessful, and even met with- as I have interpreted it- taunting from my captors. But do not be disheartened, for there is a world beyond this 'game.'
There must be, for I have seen it. We all have seen it before our time here. I do not know just how long that time has been- I cannot judge it from this world- but it can't have been long since I stood within a Godless world, unrestrained by the will of the 'Guy Running the Show'"
Amethyst paused and shook her head, her original world was irrelevant to this. But it was true that for such cataclysm, it must have been Godless...
"The spacial tricks he has used have carved me a cage of noneuclidean alloys. Though this may seem unbreakable, it means they must not be adamantium. If my wit alone shall fail me in my task, I ask you who finds this: Do not bother with loopholes, do not bother with warped space. If my magic will not bend a tunnel out of this barbed wire, then yours must tear a hole through it. We shall attack from two points, and find the weakness of the Director.
Whether this is found in the future, the present, or even- and it would not surprise me at this point- the past. We must not allow this being to proclaim himself God. For if my world is Godless, I will rise up as a Goddess, and tear down those fools who have placed themselves upon pedestals. Please join me in my ascension,
To forever destroy the Grand Battle."
Sensing movement, Amethyst called her broom back to her, and flew from the island.
Amethyst glanced around a couple times to quickly take in her surroundings. Aeon was getting up after being knocked off his feet by the transition. Eximo was vacumming up bits of debri from their current island, Dokurumets- or whatever it was had possessed his form, was simply floating, perhaps having a conversation with itself. And Lutherion...
She looked in the distance, and saw Lutherion- his skeletal wings- though probably not the same ones- returned, she looked back at Nathan, the demon's grin projected upon his face. There were far too many unknown factors to be able to practically continue this battle.
She thrust her hand outward, pulling her crystal broom from some distance away, and hopped on it, before shouting,
"Photon Burst!"
A bright white light emerged from before her, firing off to form several beams. Amethyst quickly chose one, closed her eyes, and flew inside of it. Hopefully escaping the others.
The island she landed on was indescribable. At least, using the language Amethyst knew, she couldn't find the words to describe it. A tower sat at the center, fairly simply, but beside the tower- powering a waterwheel- was a stone waterway, which seemed to tilt down, yet at the same time ascended. The waterway bend around, returning to above its starting point, falling off the waterway, turning the wheel, and starting its journey again. The paradoxical structure provided a source of free energy for the building. However over time the indefinite introduction of energy into the system would gradually increase the local temperature. It was really extremely dangerous, and most likely hadn't been here for long- at least by universe standards.
A source of theoretical destruction, the result of breaking the laws of the universe, no matter how innocent the intended purpose of powering one's home.
Amethyst sat by the tower, and began muttering incoherent commands. She didn't have a preset for this, it wasn't something she had to do alot, but somehow she felt that etching her thoughts into stone would be more practical. Slowly, violet light carved into the stone, and etched words;
"To the one who finds this; I wish to describe my struggles, for I believe they may be the same for those who will read my words in the future. I speak as Amethyst, but I wish to convey the thoughts of my comrades; Dokurumets, Alcarith, Emily, Nathan, Aeon, Eximo, and even- I wish to believe- Lutherion.
We have all been brought here for the sake of some divine being's twisted show, and that we should destroy one another is his desire. Thus far, my every attempt to escape this 'game' has been unsuccessful, and even met with- as I have interpreted it- taunting from my captors. But do not be disheartened, for there is a world beyond this 'game.'
There must be, for I have seen it. We all have seen it before our time here. I do not know just how long that time has been- I cannot judge it from this world- but it can't have been long since I stood within a Godless world, unrestrained by the will of the 'Guy Running the Show'"
Amethyst paused and shook her head, her original world was irrelevant to this. But it was true that for such cataclysm, it must have been Godless...
"The spacial tricks he has used have carved me a cage of noneuclidean alloys. Though this may seem unbreakable, it means they must not be adamantium. If my wit alone shall fail me in my task, I ask you who finds this: Do not bother with loopholes, do not bother with warped space. If my magic will not bend a tunnel out of this barbed wire, then yours must tear a hole through it. We shall attack from two points, and find the weakness of the Director.
Whether this is found in the future, the present, or even- and it would not surprise me at this point- the past. We must not allow this being to proclaim himself God. For if my world is Godless, I will rise up as a Goddess, and tear down those fools who have placed themselves upon pedestals. Please join me in my ascension,
To forever destroy the Grand Battle."
Sensing movement, Amethyst called her broom back to her, and flew from the island.
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