A Game of Gods: Infinities

"I'm afraid I haven't, though I'd be happy to learn more at some point."

edited 1st Jan '12 4:01:43 PM by LizardOfAus

"Some other time. For now, would you care to introduce me to your compatriots over here?" She asked, gesturing to the rest of the group. They seemed to be wrapped up in their own little conversation at the moment, so she could understand why they'd ignored her.

Cletus looked at Violet. Did she just say she worked with the Brotherhood? They weren't big on letting outsiders in. The only reason he hadn't been shot when he entered Hidden Valley was because Veronica was with him. I wonder how she's doing. Back to the matter at hand, though.

"The Brotherhood? You're not going to try to stick a ripper in my chest over some energy cells, are you?"

Violet turned to Cletus and cocked her head to the side. "Why would I do that? Most Brotherhood members I've encountered have been pretty friendly. Except for the Outcasts, but they're just a bunch of dickheads. I mean, I don't really agree with their policies regarding ghouls and such, but so far none of them have shot at me and that's good enough."

From the bedroom where he'd be placed, the others would hear a rather startled shout, then some banging around and thumps before Rey called out to them.

"All right, whoever threw me up in here, not cool, man! Did I miss anything??"

They could hear the clomping of his armor as he came running out, looking for all the world like he expected the sky to be falling in on them, looking around frantically as he did.

Snake Eyes looked on, not giving away anything. He should've known Rey would only be unconscious for less than five minutes.

"...We're talking about the same Brotherhood, right? Fights the NCR constantly over old-world tech, hides in bunkers and jumps out to gun down passerby with advanced technology, willing to let their order die before going against the codex and helping others who can't help them?"

edited 1st Jan '12 4:23:29 PM by Krautman

The Doctor sighs and lifts 2 fingers touching each one as he speaks. "The Sea and us becoming women. Let Us Never Speak Of It Again."

Jack, startled at Rey's sudden appearance, was nonetheless pleased to see him back to his old self.

"I had hoped to ask you the same question," he said with some amusement. "I only recently returned here. But aside from that, it occurs to me I still am not familiar with most people here, and you have been in these new challenges longer than me. I would welcome what insight you have gathered."

"...Sorry."

Rey glanced at Snake Eyes, one hand to his temple. "You seem familiar, but at the moment I don't have time for that. Where is everybody?"

"Miss Gramme, may I present," He indicated to each, "The Doctor, Fluttershy, Rey Mysterio, Cletus, Samurai Jack..."

"Oh....um....sorry....." Fluttershy apologized to the Doctor, blushing and hiding her face in her mane was her hoof dug into the ground.

She then looked up as Tick called out her name as he introduced everyone to Violet. "Oh....um.....hi....." she bashfully greeted the former citizen of Vault 101.

edited 1st Jan '12 4:48:20 PM by UdtheImp

Another universe had been destroyed. Its inhabitants had screamed silently as an advancing white wall of nothingness disintegrated people, cities, worlds, galaxies. Even as their reality crumbled around them, their minds were suddenly wiped, rendering them amnesiac and helpless as they struggled to escape their implacable fate.

It was, thought Yee with remorse, a repeat of the isolated incidents that had been ocurring all across the multiversal clusters; entire realities collapsed into the swirling stuff of creations yet to be, unfit for any form of life to inhabit. As he analyzed the last picoseconds of the latest casualty of this reality consuing plague, he pondered. This strange phenomenon consumed universes almost as fast as they were being created.

What had the Nomads unleashed?

"COMMAND: IGNORE THE PHENOMENON" said Uhr brusquely to the white-clad Remnant, his own ebony black garments rippling as he analyzed the bloated remnants of constellations that hung outside the Librarium for any perceptible change. Not that there was any of course; the stars had not moved once in billions of years, thanks to the Remnant's final effort to preserve their home.

"THEORY:" Yee retorted, gesturing to the two other Remnants- perhaps a tad too dramatically, but enough to get their attention- " RATE OF MULTIVERSAL COLLAPSE AND REFORMATION HAS BEEN UNBALANCED. CURRENT ESTIMATE: UNIVERSES WILL BE DESTROYED FASTER THAN THEY CAN BE REFORMED. 98.2 PERCENT CHANCE OF CORELATION WITH NOMADS."

" REJECTION: NOMADS ARE IRRELEVANT." said Sahn, his gray tatoos flickering brighter as he stared at his comrade. " NOMADS ARE OF NO RELEVANCE TO US. PREPARATIONS HAVE BEEN MADE SHOULD THEY RETURN TO OUR HOME. IGNORE PHENOMENON AND MONITOR THREATS TO THE LIBRARIUM."

And yet, mused Yee as he gazed out on the multiverse- healthy yellow stars ablaze with energy; nebulae and black holes regulating the cosmos- that the Nomads, even though they were no longer at their zenith, still outnumbered the Remnants. Three of them now remained, versus several hundred thousand of their wayward kin. A race that hid secretively among the stars, creating nothing, aspiring to nothing, had not only outnumbered their right-thinking kin, but had managed to survive in the ever-changing flux of the multiverse.

Were the Remnants so powerful?

Yee shook himself mentally, even as he willed himself deeper into the facility. It was heresy to think such thoughts, to blaspheme upon his aeons-long duty to his home. Remnant and Nomad, if they met today, would they even recognize one another? So much had changed since the two had last crossed paths. He sighed, staring out upon the accumulated tomes of knowledge that he had collected and patiently compiled. So much knowledge doomed to stagnate and wither. But that was the way the Remnants worked. They calmly and methodically collected, analyzed, and sorted data, caring only for the implications it would have for their home universe. Door after door led to rooms that could house a small city.

- but this door, he had not seen before. It was an old wing now, scarcely visited as new halls of knowledge were built on top of it, but Yee, like all three Remnants, had a photographic memory that could hardly be altered by the weight of centuries. This door had not been here last he had visited it, that much he knew. Novelty. It was something unheard of for a being who had chronicled the explosive vista of untold supernovas, or methodically catalogued the energy outputs of nebulae, and yet the idea of something entirely new; a mystery, in his very own home, was something that sent both a thrill and a guilty shock into Yee's normally emotionless facade. With a burst of modulated energy, he opened it.

The room was positively diminuitive. Cozy chintz armchairs were nestled alongside a tea set. In the corner, a polished stone and marble fireplace crackled merrily. Across from the fireplace was a bookshelf- a mere smattering of the vast amounts of knowledge that the Remnants had encountered, but all of it was easily understandable to a lesser creature. To the right, down the hall and down a large stone spiral staircase, was apparently a ballroom, a large round room with smooth tile-inlaid floors and majestic pillars holding up a round roof adorned with a skylight. While it appeared to be made for dancing- no Remnant had danced for millennia-, it was clear from the residual energy flows that this was in fact a subtly crafted portal generator. But who could have made this, and why?

Uhr and Sahn would not engage in such aesthetic frivolousness- since the execution of Suh they had been noticeably more on edge. Could a Nomad have penetrated their defenses? Impossible. No other race of multiversal travellers had ever paid heed to the Remnants, if they were ven aware of their existence.

Which only left Suh...

But why?

edited 1st Jan '12 4:51:16 PM by Locoman

Under the helmet, Violet raised a brow. "I was about to ask you the same thing. I don't know what kinda' nasty fuckers you ran in to, but it wasn't the Brotherhood that I know." A small voice behind her, female. Sounded nervous. Violet turned and saw the horse looking at her. No, not a horse. Too small for that. A pony, that was it. She smiled. "Well, aren't you just the cutest goddamn thing ever." She said, enthusiasm dripping from her voice.

Fluttershy blushed at Violet's comment, giving a tiny smile and digging her hoof into the ground again. "Thank you" she said in a tiny whisper.

Rey still sounded rather irritated. "I told all of you I didn't need to rest, I have to stay on guard. If I figure out who threw me in there, we are going to have words." That being said, Rey started to stalk towards the door again, grumbling to himself in Spanish.

Arriving at the bottom of the building, Xigbar was still barely holding himself together walking to the castle, intent on resting, regardless of the other people nearby. He did take note, however, of some familiar faces at returned from wherever they came from. He then refocused his attenion on his primary goal: sleep.

Snake Eyes stood in front of Rey, barring him exit from the castle.

Rey stared at Snake Eyes, contemplating him for a moment. "What do you want?"

"Veronica did mention something about a less... extreme Brotherhood out East." Cletus said, when he spotted Rey moving for the door.

"For you to get some rest. You've had a long day, Rey. We can handle standing guard."

Snake Eyes simply pointed at Rey and mimicked sleep.

Rey glanced between them, then looked to Cletus, crossing his arms. "How old are you?"

"Thirty-three."

Ignoring Cletus, Violet crouched down to meet Fluttershy at eye level. "Hey hey. No need to be so shy. But I guess since it's part of your name and all that'd be kind of difficult. But it's not like I'm gonna' hurt you or anything." She said, her tone gentle. "Hold on." Reaching for her helmet with both hands, Violet removed the headgear and placed it next to her on the ground. She shook out her hair, matted and drenched with sweat as it was. Christ, but it was stuffy in there. They could make a suit that turned you invisible, but they didn't have the time to put in a proper ventilation system. That done, she looked back to the pony, smiling sweetly.

"Nice meetin' you, Fluttershy. I'm Violet, though the big guy said that already so you already know that." She extended a hand towards the pegasus. It was kind of odd, attempting to shake hands, or hooves, with what basically amounted to a sentient animal. A brightly colored, winged animal with a tramp stamp, but an animal nonetheless.