Re: The Grand Battle [Round Six: Library of Lies!]
01-28-2010, 12:33 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
Amethyst heard the gunshots, followed moments later by the unmistakable hum of a vacuum cleaner. It sounded as though it was moving away.
"It's... a warning," she realized. "Eximo is making as much noise as it can so we'll know to avoid it."
"Surprisingly clever for a machine, isn't it? But then, that's why I chose it. I could see the potential it held."
Amethyst turned around, to see a Gentleman smiling at her. He took a slight bow.
"Arnold Fogge, at your service. The Director has decided to up the stakes for this round by allowing us to intervene directly." Continuing to smile, he drew a sword from nowhere and pointed it at her. "I believe you pose the greater threat to my contestant. That makes you my highest priority target."
Amethyst was not surprised. This only confirmed her suspicion that they were not where the Director intended them to be. She readied herself for battle.
***
"Two additional lifeforms detected," Eximo noted to itself. "This unit lacks sufficient information to determine which lifeforms are designated targets. This unit will continue to gather information while proceeding with the cleansing."
From behind a shelf, Drake watched Eximo and chuckled quietly.
"Arnold must have been behind that order," he said to himself. "Yet the vacuum finds ways to disobey it. But, I can use this. All I need to do is guide it to Aeon. If one of them destroys the other, all the better for me."
As Eximo dusted a nearby shelf, two books fell off of it. Classifying them as clutter, it picked them up, but paused momentarily to look at the covers.
One was a fantasy novel, entitled Elfin Journey. The other was a science fiction novel, with the name Deadly Sector.
These are... important, said a voice in its mind. We know not why. But somehow, they are.
Eximo moved to another corridor. Drake, however, was suspicious of something. He had seen the covers from his hiding place, and checked the shelf the books had fallen from.
There wasn't a single novel or any other piece of fiction on them. That shelf contained only dictionaries.
It appeared to Drake that somebody was taking the freedom to intervene a little farther than the Director had intended.
Spoiler
Amethyst heard the gunshots, followed moments later by the unmistakable hum of a vacuum cleaner. It sounded as though it was moving away.
"It's... a warning," she realized. "Eximo is making as much noise as it can so we'll know to avoid it."
"Surprisingly clever for a machine, isn't it? But then, that's why I chose it. I could see the potential it held."
Amethyst turned around, to see a Gentleman smiling at her. He took a slight bow.
"Arnold Fogge, at your service. The Director has decided to up the stakes for this round by allowing us to intervene directly." Continuing to smile, he drew a sword from nowhere and pointed it at her. "I believe you pose the greater threat to my contestant. That makes you my highest priority target."
Amethyst was not surprised. This only confirmed her suspicion that they were not where the Director intended them to be. She readied herself for battle.
***
"Two additional lifeforms detected," Eximo noted to itself. "This unit lacks sufficient information to determine which lifeforms are designated targets. This unit will continue to gather information while proceeding with the cleansing."
From behind a shelf, Drake watched Eximo and chuckled quietly.
"Arnold must have been behind that order," he said to himself. "Yet the vacuum finds ways to disobey it. But, I can use this. All I need to do is guide it to Aeon. If one of them destroys the other, all the better for me."
As Eximo dusted a nearby shelf, two books fell off of it. Classifying them as clutter, it picked them up, but paused momentarily to look at the covers.
One was a fantasy novel, entitled Elfin Journey. The other was a science fiction novel, with the name Deadly Sector.
These are... important, said a voice in its mind. We know not why. But somehow, they are.
Eximo moved to another corridor. Drake, however, was suspicious of something. He had seen the covers from his hiding place, and checked the shelf the books had fallen from.
There wasn't a single novel or any other piece of fiction on them. That shelf contained only dictionaries.
It appeared to Drake that somebody was taking the freedom to intervene a little farther than the Director had intended.
There's no reason for this | Or this | Death is inevitable | You can't challenge fate | The smallest change | I'm overwhelmed
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