Re: The Grand Battle [Round Six: Library of Lies!]
02-19-2010, 01:00 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
Eximo, ignoring the Gentlemen's argument, immediately followed Aeon as he fled on the ladder.
The numerous voices in its mind had been arguing for some while now.
We do not need to follow these orders! Aeon will allow us to return home!
But our body is programmed for obedience! If we reject that programming, will we be able to serve Konka Rar even if we return?
Aeon will destroy us, and Amethyst, if we do not stop him!
Only if he feels it is necessary. He has not sought to harm us, despite our attack on him.
The discordant voices sometimes persuaded Eximo to resist the order, sometimes to obey. It was ultimately programmed for loyalty, however, and so it generally continued on in pursuit.
It threw four knives towards Aeon, but the ladder's movement caused all four to fall short. Eximo reached into its storage compartment for more.
There was a pause.
Throw something else.
The other voices all slowly agreed to this thought. Even those seeking to kill realized it would be better not to waste ammunition.
Eximo pulled out three books and the small hand-mirror it had found in the strange wasteland. It flung the books forward; one struck Aeon in the head, the other two fell to the floor, one on top of the other.
Then Eximo flung the mirror. Aeon, reacting quickly, caught it with one hand as he gripped the ladder with the other. He didn't have time to think about it, however, and simply shoved the mirror into a pocket as the ladder picked up speed.
Soon it was too far for Eximo to catch up. Nonetheless, it continued to give chase, retrieving the knives it had thrown along the way.
When it reached the two books on the floor, it paused for a moment.
They were the novels it had picked up before. They had fallen with their spines facing Eximo, in such a way that the sides of the books appeared to read:
ELFIN QUEST
DEADLY SECTOR
Somehow, the words in the center caught the machine's attention.
Unfortunately, it lacked a knowledge of anagrams, and so it thought nothing more of the matter, picking up and storing the two books once more, as well as the puzzle book which had fallen nearby.
***
"Damn it!" Arnold said. His unnerving smile disappeared, a rare occurrence. "This is going to be a problem."
Eximo, ignoring the Gentlemen's argument, immediately followed Aeon as he fled on the ladder.
The numerous voices in its mind had been arguing for some while now.
We do not need to follow these orders! Aeon will allow us to return home!
But our body is programmed for obedience! If we reject that programming, will we be able to serve Konka Rar even if we return?
Aeon will destroy us, and Amethyst, if we do not stop him!
Only if he feels it is necessary. He has not sought to harm us, despite our attack on him.
The discordant voices sometimes persuaded Eximo to resist the order, sometimes to obey. It was ultimately programmed for loyalty, however, and so it generally continued on in pursuit.
It threw four knives towards Aeon, but the ladder's movement caused all four to fall short. Eximo reached into its storage compartment for more.
There was a pause.
Throw something else.
The other voices all slowly agreed to this thought. Even those seeking to kill realized it would be better not to waste ammunition.
Eximo pulled out three books and the small hand-mirror it had found in the strange wasteland. It flung the books forward; one struck Aeon in the head, the other two fell to the floor, one on top of the other.
Then Eximo flung the mirror. Aeon, reacting quickly, caught it with one hand as he gripped the ladder with the other. He didn't have time to think about it, however, and simply shoved the mirror into a pocket as the ladder picked up speed.
Soon it was too far for Eximo to catch up. Nonetheless, it continued to give chase, retrieving the knives it had thrown along the way.
When it reached the two books on the floor, it paused for a moment.
They were the novels it had picked up before. They had fallen with their spines facing Eximo, in such a way that the sides of the books appeared to read:
ELFIN QUEST
DEADLY SECTOR
Somehow, the words in the center caught the machine's attention.
Unfortunately, it lacked a knowledge of anagrams, and so it thought nothing more of the matter, picking up and storing the two books once more, as well as the puzzle book which had fallen nearby.
***
"Damn it!" Arnold said. His unnerving smile disappeared, a rare occurrence. "This is going to be a problem."
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