Re: The Grand Battle [Round Six: Library of Lies!]
02-04-2010, 12:12 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
Drake heard the vacuum cleaner approaching him. It had not been built for stealth.
He called out to it before it arrived. There were only two reasons he could think of that the machine might come back looking for him, and for one of them he would prefer to keep his distance.
"Do you have a question for me?"
"Affirmative," came the reply. "This unit has been informed that you are a contestant in this game. Can you demonstrate otherwise?"
Drake groaned. One of the others must have decided to cause trouble for him.
"And may I ask who informed you of this?"
"Lifeform Amethyst. This unit was given an argument that you were a higher priority target than her, and thus she has been left alone." The vacuum came into view, four arms wielding knives at the ready.
Drake looked at Eximo thoughtfully.
"Yet you offer me a chance to prove I am not a contestant. How interesting. It is as if you are still hesitant to attack, despite the orders."
Eximo advanced slowly.
"Or perhaps, you are trying to avoid a victory. If you are destroyed, you will not be able to carry out your orders, and will not have to try to destroy Amethyst or Aeon. Could this be the case, I wonder?"
Eximo simply advanced, slightly faster, saying nothing.
"Or do you suspect, as I do, that it was not truly Amethyst who told you we were contestants? It could be a Gentleman, like myself, using an illusion to deceive you."
Eximo stopped.
"Ah. I've established doubt, eh? Well, I could have some fun with you, but I really must be going. And do remember what I said about that book. Farewell."
He left swiftly, as Eximo pondered his words.
Drake heard the vacuum cleaner approaching him. It had not been built for stealth.
He called out to it before it arrived. There were only two reasons he could think of that the machine might come back looking for him, and for one of them he would prefer to keep his distance.
"Do you have a question for me?"
"Affirmative," came the reply. "This unit has been informed that you are a contestant in this game. Can you demonstrate otherwise?"
Drake groaned. One of the others must have decided to cause trouble for him.
"And may I ask who informed you of this?"
"Lifeform Amethyst. This unit was given an argument that you were a higher priority target than her, and thus she has been left alone." The vacuum came into view, four arms wielding knives at the ready.
Drake looked at Eximo thoughtfully.
"Yet you offer me a chance to prove I am not a contestant. How interesting. It is as if you are still hesitant to attack, despite the orders."
Eximo advanced slowly.
"Or perhaps, you are trying to avoid a victory. If you are destroyed, you will not be able to carry out your orders, and will not have to try to destroy Amethyst or Aeon. Could this be the case, I wonder?"
Eximo simply advanced, slightly faster, saying nothing.
"Or do you suspect, as I do, that it was not truly Amethyst who told you we were contestants? It could be a Gentleman, like myself, using an illusion to deceive you."
Eximo stopped.
"Ah. I've established doubt, eh? Well, I could have some fun with you, but I really must be going. And do remember what I said about that book. Farewell."
He left swiftly, as Eximo pondered his words.
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