A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

Spriggan went to check his K3 LMG if it was still loaded.

"Good thing I got a secondary weapon with me." muttered the TGS agent, checking the sling of the G36C.

Mason had searched, but could not find the notes.
He sat down, and using his High School chemistry knowledge, began trying to make Nitro-9 with the materials he had present.

Of course this fails... The TARDIS is forced to fan out all of the hazardous gases formed.

Mason keeps trying.
"Fuck, it's just an explosive Mason! A variant of Nitroglycerine! When we defeat the Nomads, I'll come back here with tons of weapons."

The TARDIS starts beeping. Loudly.

Mason decided that he should get out.

"Is that a good or bad sign?"

Mason came running out of the TARDIS.
"More like a "Get the fuck out before you blow something up" sign."

"I think the TARDIS really didn't want you there anymore."

The Doctor sighs. "Oh you sexy thing... you have an attitude sometimes don't you?"

"You treat it like you're married to it."

"Well I've lived with her long enough. It's either wife or relative."

"But how do you, you know?"

"All TARDI Ses are alive. We grow them. She really was an old model. Ancient when I was young."

The Doctor pets the TARDIS. "Oh you know that's true!"

edited 15th May '11 1:53:10 PM by Fusionman

"No, I meant...."
He sighed.
"So, I guess it's been a while, If You Know What I Mean."

"Well seeing how I had a granddaughter by the time I was 450 I'd think that was obvious."

Spriggan sighed, seeing that there was nothing to do but to wait for the inevitable.

Hopefully I don't die before I get back to my world.

Rey sighed, then leaned against the wall, shifting a bit until hitting the button to release the armor, stepping out of it and blowing out a breath, stretching out, shaking his head slightly. "Up to their old mind games..."

"You seem to be alright."

Spriggan told Rey. "Well, after stepping out of that armor of yours."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good, I'm...I'm better. Just need to feel the air again. How are you holding up, Sprig?" Rey moved in slow stretches, wincing a bit.

"I'm alright. Just hoping that I'll be able to get out of here soon."

Icarax stood up; the pause in Sub zero's story had been longer than usual and boredom was already taking a hold.

He walked over to a table and cut it in half in one sweep of his sword, he then proceeded to shred it with the blades built into his shield.

"You'll get home...we all will. We'll figure it out. We've got some smart guys in here working on it." Rey nodded some, smiling as much as he could manage.

Rey raised an eyebrow at the stranger's antics with the table. "Have...we met?"

edited 15th May '11 9:28:48 PM by MystyGlyttyr

"Seems to be a newcomer. Don't think we've met anyway."

Icarax turns towards Rey.

"I believe we have, at least i've met you but if you know me then i suggest that you keep your distance or be prepared to be in an all out brawl. For your information, I am Makuta Icarax, master of shadows".

Icarax then watches what is left of the table crumble in on itself.

edited 15th May '11 9:44:39 PM by biomechtraveler

Rey nodded some to Spriggan, then looked back to Icarax. "I probably didn't notice you when we got back from the last world. Still...nice to meet you. I'm Rey Mysterio. Master of shadows, huh? Lot of that going around."