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"So you took us all from our homes without our consent to find pieces of the destroyed vessel that was carrying this Sifuri, a superweapon capable of warping reality itself, because you have no idea where the weapon itself is or even what it looks like?!?" Atrocitus argued to Moja, steadily becoming angrier. "You're basically hiring us to clean up the mess YOUR ancestors made because you're either too weak, too cowardly, or too LAZY to do the job yourself!!! It does not matter if the weapon recognizes your race and would kill you on sight, you take that risk your damned self!!" Atrocitus sooner went up on Moja's face, staring the blue being down as the Red Light could be seen gurgling dangerously within the Red Lantern's mouth. We are NOT disposable mercenaries you can use to correct the sins of YOUR FATHERS!!!"
edited 24th Sep '11 8:33:29 PM by UdtheImp
Caillou listened to the ramblings around him, but he was still horrified by what he saw. Eventually, he managed to snap out of it. His expression changed from traumatized, to a blank one. "... So what you're saying is, you have no idea what Sifuri is, what it looks like, and where it is, aside from one clue." He stated, summing up what was said. "..." His face quickly turned livid. "JUST HOW DO YOU EXPECT US TO PULL THIS OFF!? DID YOU EVEN THINK THIS THROUGH!?" He furiously shouted at Moja. "(Just how DENSE do you have to be to pull this off!? At least Recette had that fairy to keep her naivety under control.)"
edited 24th Sep '11 8:55:03 PM by Marioguy128
"Even if he didn't...is there any other way?" a calm voice inquired. Sheik was standing there, eyes fixed on Caillou and Atrocitus. This weapon was dangerous, he knew. He had seen the scenes of war, of mindless carnage between the starfaring beings, and had felt a tremble of revulsion run down his spine. All this death and destruction... too much like the Fierce War that had almost ripped Hyrule apart in her father's day. Too much like Ganondorf's reign. He shuddered, before regaining his composure. He had to think. A weapon that could destroy entire armies composed of beings such as Moja... such power would be great enough to obliterate entire worlds. It was also sentient. And angry.
He, for one, knew what he would do. He had to get the others to understand.
"You heard Moja," he continued. "You saw what the members of his race could do. It takes no great stretch of the mind to realize that a weapon capable of obliterating the opposing faction would have to be of surpassing potency, even to the greatest of their race. Sifuri is stronger now, self-aware and filled with nothing but rage against its creators. Moja and his kind cannot stop or retrieve it. If none of us are willing to aid him, someone else will most probably get it before us - and will use it to destroy worlds. It does not matter if he pulled us out of our worlds without consent. He had no choice. We are the only ones who can act, and we must. Act. Now. Before it is too late."
He looked around the group, voice and eyes filled with determination. "I, for one, will join this cause. For it is not merely a personal vendetta at stake here, but the fate of worlds."
"Who is with me?"
edited 24th Sep '11 10:00:38 PM by troydenite
"I apologize, but I don't think I ever heard of this Dekaranger."
Sky offered a hand to Eiji.
"Sky Tate. Real name's Schuyler Tate of the Space Patrol Delta Earth branch. Also known as SPD Blue Ranger."
"Yes, SPD. Space Police Dekaranger. You work under the Anubian, Doggie Kruger, correct? I've fought with him."
"..." Caillou stared blankly at Moja, and then at Sheik for a while. "... Well I guess if you put it that way it makes sense." He said calmly. A slight smile appeared on his face as he stepped toward the Sheikah. "I guess I'm with you." He said. "(He seems to grasp what's important. Looks like he's the perfect guy to turn to for advice or things like that.)" He mentally noted.
Sheik hit Atrocitus with the one things that only few Red Lanterns, including himself, were weak against, which even the Red Light cannot dissolve: Cold hard logic.
If this Sifuri did manage to evolve into a sapient being, then he could sympathize with it. It would not be hard to imagine how one would be angry to find out that its creators made it into a work of art only to be used as a killing machine. To him, no sane being ever actually enjoys committing senseless carnage unless the victims truly deserves such a Fate. And the ability to wield enough power to destroy worlds.....that in of itself could frighten even him.....
And the way Moja spoke of it gaining sentience suggested it might have been recent. This weapon could have the mind of a small child, or even an escaped animal, only aware enough to know to hate its creators and to know it wields such immense power......the perfect mindset for any villain to corrupt the weapon to their own purposes......
The possibilities would be even more catastrophic if a villain would be able to forcefully enslave the weapon.......that sort of possibility reminded him far too much of the last time he was forced to help in saving his own universe......
"I am with you," Atrocitus said to Sheik. "I join you to protect life. I am familiar with cleaning up the messes made by ancient races from long ago, and I am willing to endure the task again if it means preventing the deaths of countless innocents." He then turned back to Moja. "However, I warn you, if Sifuri is too dangerous to allow to exist.....then I will strike to down and destroy it with all my power!" He narrowed his eyes. "Benefits be damned......."
edited 24th Sep '11 10:22:46 PM by UdtheImp
On an Unknown world:
" Protoss brethren, heed me! The last twilight has fallen. The galaxy burns around us! The terrans have been consumed. We are all that stands against the shadow. But if we are to meet our end this day, then we will do so AS ONE! En Taro Tassadar! " Zeratul cried out to his gathered bretheren, ready to fight the darkness.
And so, the battle was joined in glorious combat.
"Keep fighting! Don't let them through!" A cry came from a valiant zealot before he was obliterated by a blast of toxic acid.
Death. Destruction. Madness.
This is what the leader of the Dark Templar saw across the battlefield, strewn with his fallen brethern, both of the dark and light.
His greatest allies. All had died in glorious combat. All save for him.
The abominable wave still persisted, despite his efforts to push them back. For every enemy slain, more would take it's place on the battlefield tenfold. And so, he kept fighting until his last breath. " My comrades, your deaths shall not be in vain!" He muttered as he slew another Zerg hydralisk in front of him, only to be pierced through his body. "No. If only... we had acted sooner." he cried out before darkness consumed him.
You must awaken. Your journey has not ended, Zeratul. There is much more to do. A whole array of universes is at stake now and new allies will assist you upon your awakening. W-who are you? That doesn't matter. You must go now. AWAKEN!
Zeratul opens his eyes rapidly and moves upright slowly. The Dark Templar scans his new surrondings. Hm, a most unusual place. He sees a group of most unusual people nearby. He approaches them cautiously. He speaks up to inform them of his prescence," My apologies everyone. May I inquire as to my predicament?"
edited 24th Sep '11 10:26:01 PM by VoidsEmpathy
Megamind began to pat his mouth, "Where is your....mouth?"
edited 24th Sep '11 10:33:40 PM by Philosopher
~*~The Salubrious Society Of Scientific Sensationalists~*~
He was riding in the Lancelot following the red being and listening with the external microphone. And as he had listen, Suzaku actually agreed with a few ideas that the red being had said..
“So...you've got a giant weapon able to annihilate whole worlds possibly and need us to get it under control cause it might just destroy you if you show up near it...great...”
“But something like that is far too dangerous to leave where someone with the wrong intentions can get it. Can we take any precautions against it...acting against us?”
Suzaku was firmly of the opinion such a device needed to be destroyed and fast.
Then the new alien showed up...and Suzaku 'heard' the voice in his mind...not his ears.
“Did you just...speak via telepathy?” Suzaku had the Lancelot point at the new alien with one of its hands.
edited 24th Sep '11 10:38:55 PM by RevenVrake
Sky shook his head after hearing Eiji's question.
"He's not my commander. Anubis Cruger is the commanding officer of the Space Patrol Delta's Earth branch. Also the commanding officer of the anti-Troobian Empire task force."
Zeratul eyes the blue being warily and responds, " My mouth is of no concern to you. However, one shouldn't be too concerned with appearances."
He hears the voice from the large robot, and responds wearily," Telepathy or not, I felt that I should announce myself, terran child."
edited 24th Sep '11 10:50:36 PM by VoidsEmpathy
"Oh", Megamind could not help but stare and move his hand back and forth over his mouth.
edited 24th Sep '11 10:47:09 PM by Philosopher
Suzaku lowered the arm of the Lancelot.
“You can't communicate any other way, can you? Your people communicate thought telepathy.”
The alien was quite off putting to Suzaku, with his reverse joint legs, skin color and glowing eyes.
“What are you exactly? I mean, the name of your people?”
Sec was used to telepathy by now, it was the communication method favored by several Overlords. He began searching his pockets for anything of use.
Koragg spent his time listening to all possible Fridge Logic being thrown towards Moja. Finally, Shiek spoke plain, crisp words that he agreed with. When he said "Who's with me?" he responded. " I'm with you." Koragg said to Shiek, standing boldly. " Just so you know, I already follow a master, so I won't be just a simple tool for you." Koragg said to Moja.
edited 25th Sep '11 4:46:41 AM by Psyga315
Kribnefka had gone into the house, coming out with a large mace. It looked like something a much larger creature would wear.
"I'll help, if only because incomprehensible numbers of lives are at stake."
"Well, let's get going," said Axl, a smile coming to his lips. "We aren't gonna get anywhere by yacking all day. But first... is there anything else we should know? I don't want there to be any unpleasant surprises."
Axl was now feeling excited by the prospect of going on a multiverse spanning adventure. It'd just be like going on a mission with X and Zero, except that it would be on a far grander scale, and with more backup to boot. He'd always found it a bit funny that only he and the others were sent on these missions - no other Maverick Hunters would accompany them. But then again, these missions were often very dangerous, so they couldn't really afford to risk unnecessary casualties. On that note, he'd often been told by the other Hunters that you should know your enemy to prevent problems cropping up, so he felt that justified his question, even if it was at odds with what he had just said a few moments earlier.
Soon after his last comment, Flere-Imsaho's aura field completely surrounded it, and became reflective. After Zeratul showed up, though, it became yellow-green again. "A telepathic species? Hm..." it said. Fiddling with its nearly useless effector, it managed to get a lock on the Protoss's brain. Can you hear me? It sent.
edited 25th Sep '11 11:10:04 AM by desdendelle
Robotboy looked at the newcomers with interest. If nothing else, this place had variety.
Sec found a wallet and a watch in his pockets. Probably Mr. Diagoras's. Since Diagoras had no use for them anymore, Sec, with some difficulty, put the watch on. Looking around, his comrades were different than what he had experienced at the hands of the Overlords. Most of them gave the impression of being on the side of morality Sec never knew himself. The large green humanoid looked dubious though, and he hadn't gleamed enough information on the Human in the machine or the blue person to judge yet, but the blue person's exclamation of "Death Ray" did not bode well.
~*~The Merry Magical Mob~*~
Lyna nodded at Ayumu, and with some reluctance finally let go of his hand, before looking off to the side to hide how red her face was.
She didn't quite know how she was supposed to progress with this. She'd never really had much experience with boys, the only one she'd ever really been around in the past being Dharc, and well... He hardly counted. How she wished that one of the other Charmers were there to help her, or at least tease her a little. But that wasn't going to happen. She was the only one of them here, and she had to be strong by herself. She couldn't let their name be besmirched by her acting all goofy when there's important work to be done, and after listening to Moja's explanation and Sheik's little speech, she realised that she had no choice but to help.
"I... I'm with you, Sheik," she squeaked in a raised voice. "If... If it means preventing something like... Like what we saw from happening again, then... Then the only right thing is to help!"
"I am with you too, Sheik." Ayumu chimed in, looking over Sheik with one of his eyes. He gave off a rather weird aura for a male, though the zombie disregarded that. "Everything should be able to have peace. Especially Sifuri, for all its background." He was an equal opportunist, so after hearing the info on the artifact, he decided to help out. In many ways, Sifuri was alike to his Necromancer, Eucliwood Hellscythe, who couldn't speak or express emotions lest she accidentally alter the fabric of reality. For all her powers, she was a fragile girl, and Ayumu had to help her every now and then.
It was then that Ayumu decided. When he met the artifact, he would try to convince it to let go of its rage and enjoy itself. He knew that there was already danger involved, but for one so like Hellscythe, he would try to change it for the better. Not that he was going to tell the others that.
The Magical Mystical Mysterious Mages, Marauders, and Mortals
"We side with you, Sheik," we spoke. "We recognize that Moja has good reason to choose us."
"We... We have to stop that happening again..." It was clear Yuuno was more than a bit broken by what he'd seen.
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