A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

-Another geth destroyer charges Freeman, its blade hacking through his weapon, while its other claw sweeps up to hit him in the face; from the abyss comes a Geth dropship-

edited 20th Oct '10 9:46:08 AM by Colonial1.1

The kid had ice powers. Frankly, Gordon wasn't too shocked by this. He fired the pulse rifle, and it ripped into one of the synths, pale blood fluids spraying everywhere. The synth, one of pale, smaller ones, collapsed.

But as the room continued to shift, Gordon could help but blurt out his sheer astonishment.

"What the hell?" he asked, before ducking further fire from the synths.

Suddenly, Gordon's pulse rifle was cleaved in half by one of the large synths, another claw heading for his head.

It was only quick thinking that save his life.

He managed to withdraw the Gravity Gun, and used the primary fire. The synth, which was apparently inorganic enough to be affected, knocked to the ground.

edited 20th Oct '10 9:52:41 AM by AnnoR

The large geth stabbing at the cloaked Ravage hit nothing but air, the big cat's reflexives being quicker than what it was expecting. Claws raked across its optic sensor and neck, sending its shattered head to the floor, and then Ravage smirked as the craggy seafloor began to rumble. Violently.

"I've been waiting for you, old friend..."

"Can't say the same, furball; your hair stinks, 'specially now that it's all wet!"

The vibrations continued to wrack the seafloor, knocking the geth from their feet; at the same time, a gleaming red light winked on in the darkness of the abyss, seeming to stare up at the alien craft...

edited 20th Oct '10 9:52:38 AM by SullenFrog

Gordon quickly withdrew his shotgun, stowing the Gravity Gun. He fired both barrels, point-blank, into the downed synth's head, causing a rapid structural failure as the pellets tore through the eye and metal, splattering the area with fluid.

"Can't we stay..."

-Eddie smashes two geth heads together-

"in the same place..."

-he slices another clean in half-

"for five..."

-another is struck by a guitar blast and explodes-

"fucking..."

-he dives into the abyss and lands on the dropship's hull-

"MINUTES?!"

-he begins charging a power chord-

edited 20th Oct '10 9:58:37 AM by GabrielGloom

Travis somehow got lost during the fight, and by the time he got his bearings, he reappeared in his apartment.

"The fight's over already? Damn.."

He left the room and walked through the hallways, following the sounds of gunfire he heard. He eventually walked up to Saren and his live-fire test.

"What's going o-WOW!" He said as he took a step back at the sight of Saren's face. "Man, you're ugly."

Kraft popped up occasionally from behind cover to fire at the Geth, cleanly blowing them apart.

"No tougher than average Pantheons, obviously."

-Eddie channels the music into Clementine's headstock and fires it at the dropship, blasting a massive hole right through it-

edited 20th Oct '10 10:48:14 AM by GabrielGloom

At the same time, a massive green-and-purple hand reached up from the lightless depths of the trench, closing around the dropship in a vicelike grip as its fingers dug deep into the hull. Slowly a towering machine, green and purple save for the black, grey and red of its face, arose from the darkness to peer at the dropship's damaged bride with a single optic band; were any geth still functional on board, they would see the machine's head was nearly as big as that of their ship.

PREPARE FOR EXTERMINATION!!!

And with that, Devastator clenched his massive fist, crushing the dropship amidships.

"Hey, I called that kill!"

-Eddie spreads his wings and leaps into the air, flying around Devastator's head like a wasp (or dare I say it, a Bumblebee?) striking glancing blows with the Separator-

-Saren blinks, then nods-

__Inventive, but not the whole point of an exercise. Enough.__

-the entire battlescape goes white; Saren floats in a void, various geometric shapes shifting hither and thither in front of him: there is a hiss as a hail of hammerhead rounds is launched at Ravage-

"If you can do that, I can do this," Gordon muttered. He concentrated.

And suddenly, they were in an oversized version of the Black Mesa cafeteria. Minus all the blood and bodies Gordon had last seen in it.

-Saren lands on a table, biotic glow active-

You shouldn't have done that.

-a gesture, and dozens of tables and chairs go flying at the group-

Kraft fired at the tables and chairs.

Just what is this guy?

Gordon pulled out his Gravity Gun, but not before a chair took out his legs. He pushed up, and reacted just in time to catch a table that was heading right towards his head with the Gravity Gun.

He shot it right back at the alien.

Jorge...was separated from the group when the scenery changed so dramatically. Kicking down one of the doors to the cafeteria, the Spartan lumbers in with his M247H, and sees everyone fighting against Saren, his geth...and Devastator.

"God dammit, when will it end?!" Jorge shouted, exasperated. He opened fire on a few of the geth, putting them out of condition, before focusing on the turian Spectre.

"I knew you were bad news," He muttered as he squeezed the trigger.

edited 20th Oct '10 1:07:18 PM by Nimitz

-Eddie lands on Devastator's shoulder-

"Excuse me, is this the ferry to Staten island?"

-he leaps up and swings his axe at the combiner's eye-

edited 20th Oct '10 1:13:12 PM by GabrielGloom

END SIMULATION came a thought in everyone's heads. Immediately, the convoluted battlefield dissolved and faded, eventually dwindling downwards into a small gray chamber. In the middle of that chamber stood a large, shimmering portal- only one this time. A large arrow flashed over it.

Kraft was about to launch another volley of lasers when the portal appeared.

"Let's do this." Wasting no time, he made his way over to the portal, entering it.

"Aw come on! Are all my kills gonna be stolen today?"

-he goes through the portal-

Gordon watched everyone head through the portal. He'd seen portals before, been teleported before, and all manner of things involving transportation from one location to another via shiny object.

Needless to say, he only thought for a moment before heading through the portal.

The Constructicon gestalt roared in anger, reaching up to grasp Eddie just before the rocker's axe connected. Devastator then pulled his attacker back to a safe distance and regarded him.

HUMAN GERM! DEVASTATOR SMASH!!!

Ravage, meanwhile, staggered under the impact of the hammerhead rounds; numerous small pockmarks and dents denote where the alien's fire struck him. Despite the rounds' impressive stopping power and cosmetic damage, however, this did not deter or harm Ravage to any great extent.

Rather, it made the Decepticon angry.

With a snarl, the jaguar batted aside a table and activated his rocket, zipping to his attacker's location.

"Your egotism is beginning to grate, organic. Frenzy—get his attention!"

Something landed atop Saren's barrier; if the Spectre were to turn around, he would discover it to be a blue, humanoid robot slightly smaller than he was. The blue man grinned down at the alien inside, his arms transforming into enormous pistons as he did so.

"First we crack the shell, then we crack the nuts inside!"

And with that, the pistons began to slam down on the biotic barrier with enough force to seriously muck up even the toughest of alloys and metals.

Then the battle ended, and Frenzy faded out of existence.

edited 20th Oct '10 1:23:12 PM by SullenFrog

Hahli took a deep breath and nervously stepped through the portal. Once more, she found herself in that horrible darkness, still gasping for air as she flew through the dimensions to places unknown. She reached out for anything that could make her hold on... and she found something. Something soft, and feathery, that clucked at her.

She nervously opened her eyes, only to discover that she was holding onto a chicken. The chicken eyed her suspiciously, and kicked at her with its talons, doing nothing. The man, dressed in what a human would recognize as clothing from the Renaissance, glared at her angrily. She nervously put the chicken down and backed away, taking in her surroundings.

She was in a large square, that much she could tell. The square was surrounded by elegant cobblestone paths and stone buildings, where the people of this city went about their business. It looked a little like home... but not much.

"Excuse me," she said to a nearby merchant. "Could you tell me where I am?"

The man looked at her with a combination of mirth and shock.

"Why, you're in Verona, of course!" he laughed jovially.

Ravage snarled in frustration, then padded towards the portal. Before entering, he shot a glance at Saren.

"A word of advice, my friend. Don't do that again, or the next time you sleep you'll wake to find a large gash where your trachea should be."

And with that, the Decepticon stalked through, soon finding himself in a noisy square full of people dressed in gaudy clothing. he sighed.

"More humans...thank Primus for that."

Cirno let out a sigh once all the fighting was over and looked to the portal. She pumped her arms up and said "ooookay! I'm gonna win this time!" The fairy then took to the air and flew into the portal.