A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

Max decided to look and see if there was anyone else who needed some hot beverage refreshment.

Eddie sat in one of the bar's comically oversized seats.

"So, any piss-warm chango?"

The bartender—a teal-coloured transformer sporting what appears to be a metal bow tie and a Van Dyke beard—slapped a large tankard of some unidentifiable substance down on the bar in front of Eddie. The colour of its contents seemed to shift constantly in a bizarre, almost-hallucinogenic manner, and if it had a smell, Eddie couldn't detect it.

"... This won't kill me, will it?"

"No, but it'll give ya a helluva hangover."

edited 20th Oct '10 8:51:11 AM by SullenFrog

-Saren glares at the wall, breathing heavily, still glowing; his eyes flicker from place to place throughout the room, the spoken words cycling through his mind; an idea clicks, and his mandibles part-

My thoughts can shape this space, can they?

"That's nothing I can't handle."

-He takes a swig-

The taste was not quite like anything the rocker had experienced before; it was as though his every taste bud was being stimulated at once, creating an odd and decidedly unique sensation. More to the point, however, a strange vitality seems to suffuse the rocker's body; almost as if he were full of ENERGY!!!

Ravage, meanwhile, had also begun to sample the goods; a hiccup escaped the jaguar's mouth as he lapped from a dish full of the same irridescent liquid.

"Ah, that's good; I'd almost forgotten what liquid energon tasted like..."

edited 20th Oct '10 9:08:12 AM by SullenFrog

-the mandibles clamp back into place-

We'll see about that.

-The Turian's eyes narrow in concentration; the space begins to change, the warm lights of the bar turning to a dull red, the smoke becoming coolant vapor, the patrons into racks of flash-light headed robots, some of them coming online with a series of whirrs and clicks-

I refuse to waste my time while I am trapped here.

"Hey, wait...!"

-The drink in Eddie's hand vanishes-

"Damn! I was enjoying that!"

edited 20th Oct '10 9:13:14 AM by GabrielGloom

A bleary-optic'd Ravage eyed the strange white robots with no small degree of irritation, groaning as he took note of their flashlight heads.

"Oh, great, an army of cheap Shockwave knockoffs. Get outta here, I'm tryin' to get over-energized!"

The jaguar waved a dismissive, if unsteady, paw at one of the nearest drones, and it turned back into the bartender.

"Pour me another one!"

edited 20th Oct '10 9:25:22 AM by SullenFrog

Hahli nervously entered the room, wondering why it had changed so much. As she entered, the areas around her began to metamorphose into gray, rocky land, with seaweed and plants waving.

Kraft stared at the constructs. They looked eerily similar to Pantheons, except... different.

He wasn't sure whether they were variants of Pantheons, or if they were another type of machine entirely.

"...Pantheons?" he simply asked.

-the mandibles part in the Turian approximation of a sneer-

Cold shower time. LIVE FIRE EXERCISES COMMENCE NOW!

-The geth all spring to life, unlocking their various weaponry; a chorus of chitters, whirrs, and buzzing fills the air, followed immediately afterward by the screech of accelerated rounds and rockets let fly; several waist-high walls spring up, saving the various challengers from instant death-

If you can get out of there alive, you can get back at me. Otherwise...

-Saren leans against the far wall, a barrier forming around him-

You are the target practice.

"I should warn you, I'm a mean drunk!"

-Eddie drew his axe and beheaded several geth to prove his point-

Cirno jumped and dove behind one of the waist high walls, which was tall enough to completely cover her. "You're a stupid jerk, you bug!" Cirno yelled at Saren before flinging several icicles at the Geth.

-teeth gleam back at the fairy; a quartet of geth destroyers come down and start firing-

Now, stupidity I can object to...

edited 20th Oct '10 9:35:18 AM by Colonial1.1

Everywhere Hahli stepped, that area began to shift and change. Caverns and caves sprouted from the sides of the hall, while strange and hideous half-glimpsed sea creatures hung in the air. The moisture in the air increased as well, and algae hung from the walls and ceiling.

edited 20th Oct '10 9:35:33 AM by CrowT.Robot

-The Turian looks over at Hahli, then biotically flings her into a wall-

Don't interrupt me.

Hahli was hurled backwards into the wall, but retaliated with a barrage of missiles.

A stray shot upended Ravage's dish, scattering liquid energon everywhere. The jaguar continued to sit in place for a few moments, utterly impassive; then he spun in his chair, leapt off and activated his rocket, streaking towards the geth trooper responsible for ruining his drink.

The synthetic drone had roughly half a second to react before Ravage was upon it, and by then it was too late; the jaguar's claws raked through its torso from the right shoulder to the left hip, and the geth trooper fell to the floor in four unequal pieces. Ravage snarled as the other geth turned to train their weapons on him, and activated his cloaking device; when the drones' fire reached the spot where they had last seen him, he was no longer there.

Gordon regarded the suddenly changing scenery. Then the alien told him that they could get back at him if they could survive.

Easy enough. And if they could change this room to their advantage...

Sudddenly, several explosive barrels appeared above the robotic creatures, and fell like stones. Gordon quickly took cover as the barrels hit the ground and ruptured. They were just like the numerous containers back in City-17. The moment those chemicals hit the air...

There was an outpouring of fire which consumed several of the geth.

Gordon's head snapped up, and the room went through bizzare changes. It was starting to remind him of Xen.

Then, he saw the robots, which were reminding him more and more of combine synths, heading for a child.

Gordon hadn't seen children in a while. The Combine had... purged the ones they could find, as far as he understood. Seeing a child set upon by synths made him, for lack of a better word, pissed off.

He raised his Pulse Rifle, and fired the secondary at one of the large synths. It vaporized the creature instantly, leaving behind flecks of white particles and a blackened, slowly disspating form.

edited 20th Oct '10 9:44:20 AM by AnnoR

Two can play at that game...

-the missiles impact harmlessly on the barrier, geth snipers firing on the woman; the air shifts around the few empty spaces of the zone, until something oily catches the light of the plasma rounds; something large jabs a very sharp blade towards this-

Cirno glared at Saren before looking to the robots and raising a hand. One of them froze completely over and fell to the side, shattering into pieces.

Hahli quickly rolled out of the way, as the room continued taking on the form of her nightmares. The roof collapsed into nothingness, revealing only a huge abyssal trench that seemed to go on forever, the remnants of the bar and hallway at the bottom. Hahli gazed up at it in fear, reminded of her experiences down here.