Re: The Grand Battle [Round Six: Library of Lies!]
03-04-2010, 02:19 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
"This worthless soul that can't feel anything, there's only one thing it's good for."
Amethyst's speech was interrupted by a vacuum cleaner mindlessly ramming into her legs. It wasn't exactly dangerous, but it was a distraction, and one she couldn't afford at a time like this.
And then she noticed it - the healing energy from before was filling this place. Yet there seemed to be something... unusual about it.
Ari noticed as well, his minor wounds healing immediately.
"The crystal... Here? One of the others must be pulling some sort of trick."
His gaze turned to the machine, still trying to collide with Amethyst.
"I could destroy the crystal... or I could eliminate the vacuum cleaner. After all, a machine can't be healed, and in this state, it's mindless, and defenseless. It's more vulnerable than ever. And you have no way of harming me in retaliation, unless you wish to seek out and destroy the crystal - but I doubt you can find and destroy it before I can dismantle Eximo."
He grinned. "Of course, if you cooperate with me, I suppose I could leave the machine alone. What do you say?"
***
The vacuum cleaner's mental process had been reduced to "KILL CONTESTANTS". It could only move around aimlessly, seek to identify if a valid target was in the area, and then attempt to kill the target - a difficult task with its skeletal arms rendered useless.
Having noticed Amethyst, it attempted to ram into her, its only feasible means of attack in this state. It did not care about the general uselessness of this form of attack - it did not have the capacity to care. It simply pressed on with its futile task, unaware that its fate now lay in the hands of its target.
***
Before Aeon could object, Arnold created a chain out of ice, and bound his arms with it.
"Just to keep you out of trouble. I may find it useful to release you, depending on what Ari's doing."
Drake, meanwhile, was inconsolable.
"THEY WON'T SHUT UP! I can't even concentrate enough to force them out! Can't you do it, and put them in his head?" he screamed, pointing at the bound Aeon.
"I could. But I won't." Arnold smiled.
"You know, if we're going after this third Gentleman of yours, the masked man's screaming is going to give us away," Aeon commented, not sure what else to say. His tool was just out of reach of the ice-chain, but he could barely move his hands due to the intense cold.
"An excellent point." Arnold pointed an arm at Drake's head, and a small blast of snow came out, catching the other Gentleman in the mouth.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!"
"Um. Is that really a good idea? It's just going to make him angrier later..." Aeon was growing more and more uncomfortable with the situation, and not just because he could barely move.
"Now, now. A good tactician never limits himself to ideas that seem good. It's too easy for someone else to figure those out."
This must be the one who picked Eximo, Aeon thought to himself.
"This worthless soul that can't feel anything, there's only one thing it's good for."
Amethyst's speech was interrupted by a vacuum cleaner mindlessly ramming into her legs. It wasn't exactly dangerous, but it was a distraction, and one she couldn't afford at a time like this.
And then she noticed it - the healing energy from before was filling this place. Yet there seemed to be something... unusual about it.
Ari noticed as well, his minor wounds healing immediately.
"The crystal... Here? One of the others must be pulling some sort of trick."
His gaze turned to the machine, still trying to collide with Amethyst.
"I could destroy the crystal... or I could eliminate the vacuum cleaner. After all, a machine can't be healed, and in this state, it's mindless, and defenseless. It's more vulnerable than ever. And you have no way of harming me in retaliation, unless you wish to seek out and destroy the crystal - but I doubt you can find and destroy it before I can dismantle Eximo."
He grinned. "Of course, if you cooperate with me, I suppose I could leave the machine alone. What do you say?"
***
The vacuum cleaner's mental process had been reduced to "KILL CONTESTANTS". It could only move around aimlessly, seek to identify if a valid target was in the area, and then attempt to kill the target - a difficult task with its skeletal arms rendered useless.
Having noticed Amethyst, it attempted to ram into her, its only feasible means of attack in this state. It did not care about the general uselessness of this form of attack - it did not have the capacity to care. It simply pressed on with its futile task, unaware that its fate now lay in the hands of its target.
***
Before Aeon could object, Arnold created a chain out of ice, and bound his arms with it.
"Just to keep you out of trouble. I may find it useful to release you, depending on what Ari's doing."
Drake, meanwhile, was inconsolable.
"THEY WON'T SHUT UP! I can't even concentrate enough to force them out! Can't you do it, and put them in his head?" he screamed, pointing at the bound Aeon.
"I could. But I won't." Arnold smiled.
"You know, if we're going after this third Gentleman of yours, the masked man's screaming is going to give us away," Aeon commented, not sure what else to say. His tool was just out of reach of the ice-chain, but he could barely move his hands due to the intense cold.
"An excellent point." Arnold pointed an arm at Drake's head, and a small blast of snow came out, catching the other Gentleman in the mouth.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!"
"Um. Is that really a good idea? It's just going to make him angrier later..." Aeon was growing more and more uncomfortable with the situation, and not just because he could barely move.
"Now, now. A good tactician never limits himself to ideas that seem good. It's too easy for someone else to figure those out."
This must be the one who picked Eximo, Aeon thought to himself.
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