A Game of Gods: Infinities

Cletus lifted his pants leg with his free hand, showing a rather large bite mark wrapped up with a handkerchief.

"Maybe this is a better example, Tick."

...and that's terrible.

"No, this is a better example!"

Dodgers lifted his shirt to reveal a hole in his stomach, obviously caused by bites:

"Your little friends did this to me! It was either that or the Atomic Pizza I ate last night."

Behind Fluttershy's back the Fuzzles began to bare their teeth at the trio, ready to defend themselves and their ward if need be.

"Perhaps," Garland said, whilst swinging the chains under and over each other as needed, "but that would remove the restrictions on their power. I can channel their power if I carefully lessen their restraints, but to actually set them loose..."

A holographic image of a demonic monstrosity◊ briefly flashed in the chamber. Garland looked momentarily uncomfortable (despite his helmet), before speaking up again. "Surely you would understand the importance of staying in control? I can hear your own 'problems' in this place..."

A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they will never sit in.

Rey frowned a little at the image, but resumed his working at the chains. "What are you talking about, problems? I'm fine. I'll be better once this is all over with." "Don't interfere in this if you know what's good for you."

edited 22nd Apr '12 5:50:53 PM by MystyGlyttyr

Easing back into life one step at a time

"OI!" Shouted a voice. "What the hell is going on here?" Shotaro said, coming into the house and confronting the Tick. "What's this I am hearing about Fuzzies?" He said.

"Maneating little bas..." He looked at Fluttershy, still keeping his gun trained on the Fuzzles. "beasties that Fluttershy's sheltering."

edited 22nd Apr '12 6:10:32 PM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.

"Dodgers and I were arriving at the Gunner's castle, when we saw the crowd of giant hairballs gathering beneath us. I sent Dodgers down to broach communications, when they started to surround the Duck, and latch upon him with their teeth! I came down to the rescue, as did others arriving on the scene, and a vicious battle ensued! After much punching, biting, and many explosions later, we finally achieved victory."

Dodgers lowered his shirt again:

"And it cost me my esophagus, pony lady. I liked my esophagus. We... we had many adventures together... a-and... chuif... it was the only one I had!"

Dodgers proceeded to cry, but he soon stopped, and began to tap his chin:

"Or was that my stomach?"

"...You don't have a stomach?"

Looking at Dodgers with outright confusion (and some unnerved apprehension) in his eyes, Link glanced down at the duck's midsection, before moving his gaze back up to his eyes... and then down and up a couple more times.

"Okay, then. Pleased to meet you, Dodgers..." Did different universes have different laws of nature, too?

Probably.

'Being around you guys makes me go "wtf" instead of pondering the ever increasing dread of time' - EchoingSilence, 2023

Moral guardians soon found Jail in workshop, fashioning something that looked like a crossbreed of Gunner's and his own technology: a mix of wires and mana circuits.
He didn't seem to notice the arrivals.

"Doctor?" Asked Mehir. "We, that is Grey, need you help. And we haven't finished our discussion, too. Do you mind...?"
While he waited for a response, he inspected the thing Jail was working on. He couldn't make head nor tails of it, but could feel the magic emanating from it.

The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground

"Ah, right. Sorry." the scientist finished the circuit line he was drawing and turned around. "Mehir, as much as I want to continue the cross study of magic, it has been brought to my attention that castle needs to function. I am just beginning to work on that, so I am afraid our research is postponed."
Jail looked into Grey's eyes before continuing.
"And I am guessing that Grey needs a check up after that accident. That will too have to be a later step: I need to start up the castle before I can use it's equipment to do the analysis safely."

"I see; you do have a point," said Mehir. "If you need my help, I'll happily do so in any way I can."
The Summoner turned around and regarded Grey for a while. He turned to Cletus.
"Cletus... Do Grey a favour and look after him while I help the doctor here, please. Since he expressed concern of suddenly going berserk" — he nodded toward the Reploid — "I think having someone watch him while Jail is working on the castle's maintenance is a good idea; if he won't need my help I'll join you in a short while."

The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground

Cletus nodded. Jail with technology... well, not something that made him comfortable. He could practically feel the bits where his spine used to be acting up. Still, Grey was more important than his discomfort.

edited 23rd Apr '12 7:27:49 AM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.

Garland started laughing a hearty, yet strangely cold, chuckle. "Over with? The Cycle of Battle never ends! Even to escape is just to enter it anew!" His voice lowered slightly. "I speak from centuries of experience. You're better off just accepting your fate, and embracing the pleasures of an eternity of combat."

The Fiends looked more than a little disgusted at this, and began to mutter among themselves. "what happened to him while we slept?" "does he have no ambition any more?" "that accursed Wyrm is responsible for this, I just know it!"

edited 23rd Apr '12 9:19:16 AM by Anura

A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they will never sit in.

The mounting evidence, including actual wounds*

, made Fluttershy consider the fuzzles were actually dangerous. She heard them growling on her back. The pegasus picked one up and gently opened its mouth.

Within was FAR more razor sharp teeth than proportionally possible for a creature that size.

"Oh......my......" Fluttershy said, slightly blanching back. She closed the mouth again and placed the creature on her back. "Maybe they're all just hungry," she said, her conviction about the puff balls' innocence having been now shot. "I could probably find something from the kitchen.....anyone know where it is?" she quickly asked.

"Well before, I did it with reckless abandon. Now I can't control myself!" ~ Jesse Cox, 2014

"Fluttershy, I... think you might want to keep those things outside." He knew that might distress the poor little pegasus, so he came up with a justification. "[Speech 45] Imagine if Metaluca came back and found out you'd kept pets in here without her permission!"

edited 23rd Apr '12 10:44:07 AM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.

"Oh no, you're right!" Fluttershy said to Cletus. She remembered how frantic everything was after she had taken Philomena from Celestia's cage thinking the poor bird was sick. Despite the Princess being the understanding sort, she was still very worried about the consequences*

. "But I think we better find some food for these poor dears first," the pegasus insisted. "And maybe we can build an enclosure outside for them afterwards!"

"Well before, I did it with reckless abandon. Now I can't control myself!" ~ Jesse Cox, 2014

Grey waited politely while Cletus, Mehir and Jail talked. Just before he was shepherded out of the room, he added, "Thank you, Doctor."

He had been mostly lost in his own thoughts, eyeing the Fuzzles with a mixture of distrust and displeasure, when he decided to finally speak. "You might want to be quick, then."

"Sorry for changing the subject, but if I do go beserk... what will you do?" asked Grey, looking up at Cletus as he did so. "I want to be sure, just in case."

Locking you up on radar since '09

Rey shook his head as he worked. "I've accepted that. I've even accepted that I'm going to go insane sooner rather than later. That doesn't mean I give a shit. I don't dare care anymore. "For now I just want to get the others home and go off to die somewhere and finally be done with all this."

Easing back into life one step at a time

"Shut down your movement systems, try to get Model A to snap you out of it, if that fails, well, I hope you have solid state storage."

...and that's terrible.

"Sorry Mehir, but I do not think you will be able. As I gather, your world have not veered into research of electronics, which constitute the basis here."

Grey swallowed hard. "...Thank you. If it does come down to that, I hope you stop me before I can do anything. I might not know you all very well, but I don't want anyone to get hurt."

There was a pregnant pause before the reploid continued. "And I don't know about you, but it feels like whenever it comes to the major battles I keep losing. I managed to save earth from Master Albert, but then Master Thomas comes along and undoes everything. We've 'won' a few of the scenarios we've encountered, but one of the worlds I entered seemed to be destroyed... I wish I could have done something."

Locking you up on radar since '09

Cletus crossed his arms.

"Can't keep dwelling on the past, kid. There's a lot of what ifs, but if you want to make 'em happen, you gotta put some effort into it. A man doesn't get things done just worrying about past failures."

edited 23rd Apr '12 12:44:28 PM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.