A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

—Saren's visor fluctuated again. Interesting.—

"Who is that droid? It seems... similar to our feline companion..." Whispered Galen.

Raz slowly backed away from Tigerhawk.

The Doctor's eyebrows raise. "Say where's Ravage? This looks like this winged creature has been blessed by their god."

"I don't think droids are programmed to believe, dear Doctor." Whispered the Jedi.

Transformers are. Very much so. But if I am scanning this one correctly, something's wrong.

The Doctor whispers to Saren. "What is it? It seems to be glowing almost like it's holy. What's the issue?"

"Should we... aggressively negotiate with it?"

Meanwhile, in the Nomads Ampitheature...

   Oh Lambida, it seems like we just had a break in.   

—The Turian looked sharply over at Galen.—

No.

—He shook his head.—

I can't really say. Some of the internal workings are different, unfamiliar.

edited 14th Feb '11 9:22:56 AM by Colonial1.1

Gordon said nothing, instead opting to keep one hand on his pulse rifle and focus concertedly on the transformer.

Blink, on the other hand, regarded the transformer with a great deal of curiousity.

"Hi! So, are you a new challenger? Probably not, 'cause you busted through the roof and all!" she said. "So, who are ya?"

"Well then, Cyborg, after you, since you seem to be the brainy sapient here..."

The Doctor nods. "I'll stay behind for back up."

Who's the negotiator here...

—There was a slight slump to his shoulders as Blink greeted the Fuzor.—

"SILENCE."

The Transformer had not raised its voice above a ragged whisper, but its word carried clearly throughout the entire chamber. He fixed his intense emerald gaze upon a seemingly empty spot, and twin beams of green energy lanced out. Ravage cried out as they struck him, more in surprise than any sort of pain, and at once his cloaking device shorted out and he became visible.

The winged Maximal gestured to himself and leaned forward, his lips peeling back to reveal sharp, almost organic teeth. "I AM TIGERHAWK, EMISSARY OF THE VOK. YOUR FORM HAS CHANGED, BUT I KNOW YOU, AGENT RAVAGE OF THE TRI-PREDACUS COUNCIL."

Ravage's optics narrowed as he straightened up, fixing this 'Tigerhawk' with a defiant stare. "Then you have me at a disadvantage; I am not familiar with any Maximal who answers to that name, and I know nothing of this 'Vok' you speak of."

"YOUR LACK OF KNOWLEDGE IN THIS SITUATION, WHILE UNDERSTANDABLE, IS IRRELEVANT. THE VOK CHARGE THESE NOMADS WITH THE WILLFUL DISRUPTION OF TIME AND SPACE, AND YOU ARE AN ACCESSORY TO THEIR CRIMES. SURRENDER TO ME, IMMEDIATELY; VIOLENCE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED."

"Should I mention, Tigerhawk, that we are not the Nomads?" Asked Galen.

Craft, deciding that angering this being was likely not a good idea, even if his attention was not directed at him for now, quietly powered down his laser cannon, the missile racks retracting back into their places. The Reploid then quietly stowed away the weapon.

Blink folded her arms and shook her head.

"Surrender? Nope! I've never been captured by any kind of law enforcement, and I don't care if you're extradimensional law enforcement. A master thief never lets herself get caught!" she said defiantly. "So, now that you know that, how about you actually ask us who the nomads are or something? 'Cause you're not getting me."

Gordon was a little more wary. Sure, he wasn't going to go with the transformer, but he certainly wasn't going to loudly shout it. Instead, he slowly reached for his RPG, just in case this thing decided to get violent.

edited 14th Feb '11 9:31:51 AM by AnnoR

The Doctor pulls out his screwdriver. "We have nothing to do with the crimes of the Nomads! I myself am trying to get access with some authorities of my universe similar to these Vok you mention. How about we all work together and arrest them Tigerhawk?"

edited 14th Feb '11 9:31:47 AM by Fusionman

Tigerhawk's response was a low growl. "YOUR EXPOSURE DURING THE INCIDENT OF A FEW CYCLES AGO HAS ALREADY JEOPARDIZED THE INTEGRITY OF THE TIMEFLOW ON A MULTIVERSAL SCALE; YOUR CONTINUED PRESENCE HERE WILL ONLY EXACERBATE THE PROBLEM. THE VOK CANNOT AFFORD TO WAIT; YOU MUST BE REMOVED AT ONCE."

"And if we refuse?" Ravage challenged.

"I WILL NOT REPEAT MYSELF, AND RESISTANCE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. YOU WILL ALL COME WITH ME."

Galen shifted to a ready stance.

"Listen to him - it's not worth getting ourselves killed over. I should know, as the last time I attempted to go toe to toe with a powerful being it ended badly." said Craft.

edited 14th Feb '11 9:39:08 AM by Flanker66

"Tell me this, are you going to put us back in our rightful home dimensions?" Gordon asked. "'Cause that's the only way I'm coming with you."

Blink shook her head and backed away from Tigerhawk. "Same here! And that's even a stretch!"

—The visor turned red.—

Ah. Strange. Transferring scan readout. PHANTOM?

—Displaying now, sir.—

—After a few seconds, Tigerhawk's interior was brought up on the hologram...—

Tigerhawk's optics narrowed. "THEN YOU WOULD RATHER REMAIN TRAPPED HERE? MADNESS."

The Maximal turned towards PHANTOM as soon as his schematics appeared, and loosed a low growl of warning. The view quickly dissolved into static, and the data was wiped from the stationary transformer's memory banks.

"SUCH INSOLENCE. YOU WILL NOT FIND THE SECRETS OF THE VOK SO EASILY DISCOVERED, ALIEN."

edited 14th Feb '11 9:45:04 AM by SullenFrog