Re: The Grand Battle [Round Six: Library of Lies!]
01-31-2010, 01:00 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
The Director's screen turned to static.
An image replaced his view of the library. It was a face, shrouded in shadows, surrounded by viewscreens.
"What is the meaning of this, Monitor?" he yelled. "You are interrupting my view of the battle."
The Monitor's silhouette barely moved as he spoke.
"I wish to speak to you about discipline. I have detected an anomaly in my contest's current battlefield, and I calculate an 85% possibility that one of your Gentlemen is responsible."
The Director sneered. "You wish to speak to me about interference? I understand one of your own contestants is a spy."
"That is simply a necessary precaution," said the Monitor, unfazed. "Based on the current status of your battle, I calculate only a 58% chance that you are not killed before it concludes. Furthermore, that number could drop as low as 17% depending on what occurs in your library."
The Director's face grew serious. The Monitor did not throw numbers around lightly. "Then you had better allow me to watch what is going on there, rather than obstructing my view."
"As you wish. I have my own battle to manage, after all. I simply ask that you see to the punishment of the Gentleman who has decided to interfere."
The view returned to the library. But Drake's words had already been spoken.
***
"You have a goal that extends beyond this battle," Eximo said, sounding thoughtful.
"I might. It hardly concerns you, machine. Of course, I suspect I'm not the only one. Ari and Arnold both seem to have plenty to hide, even from us." He grinned.
Eximo noticed two lifeforms pass nearby on the scanner. It ignored them. "Is there something you wish to ask of this unit?"
Drake laughed. "There might just be."
***
Amethyst grew worried. There was no sun in this library, so she would have to preserve mana. But Arnold was not making that easy.
She would have to find some way to escape the battle. This direct intervention had made it clearer than ever that they were close. She couldn't waste time and mana here, but what other choice was there?
The Director's screen turned to static.
An image replaced his view of the library. It was a face, shrouded in shadows, surrounded by viewscreens.
"What is the meaning of this, Monitor?" he yelled. "You are interrupting my view of the battle."
The Monitor's silhouette barely moved as he spoke.
"I wish to speak to you about discipline. I have detected an anomaly in my contest's current battlefield, and I calculate an 85% possibility that one of your Gentlemen is responsible."
The Director sneered. "You wish to speak to me about interference? I understand one of your own contestants is a spy."
"That is simply a necessary precaution," said the Monitor, unfazed. "Based on the current status of your battle, I calculate only a 58% chance that you are not killed before it concludes. Furthermore, that number could drop as low as 17% depending on what occurs in your library."
The Director's face grew serious. The Monitor did not throw numbers around lightly. "Then you had better allow me to watch what is going on there, rather than obstructing my view."
"As you wish. I have my own battle to manage, after all. I simply ask that you see to the punishment of the Gentleman who has decided to interfere."
The view returned to the library. But Drake's words had already been spoken.
***
"You have a goal that extends beyond this battle," Eximo said, sounding thoughtful.
"I might. It hardly concerns you, machine. Of course, I suspect I'm not the only one. Ari and Arnold both seem to have plenty to hide, even from us." He grinned.
Eximo noticed two lifeforms pass nearby on the scanner. It ignored them. "Is there something you wish to ask of this unit?"
Drake laughed. "There might just be."
***
Amethyst grew worried. There was no sun in this library, so she would have to preserve mana. But Arnold was not making that easy.
She would have to find some way to escape the battle. This direct intervention had made it clearer than ever that they were close. She couldn't waste time and mana here, but what other choice was there?
Spoiler
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