— The Emperor nodded in return, resolving to watch this latest recruit like he did any of his soldiery. Ambition was, after all, a natural and time-honoured Decepticon trait. —
- #Good. # -
Mason stared at the screen.
"What do you think we use that key for?"
Narumi weakly got up. He has seen Lambda possessing Shinji and saying that now is the time to ask questions. "So... Are we friends now? Or simply more than toys?" Narumi asked Lambda.
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Upon seeing that there were no takers, and ignoring Narumi's question, Lambda shrugged once and snapped his fingers. Immediately everything froze, as was usual for the end of a challenge, and his voice rang out—coming not from Dr. Ikari's mouth, but from all around. PRIMARY WIN CONDITIONS ACHIEVED.
With that, the challengers promptly vanished from the chamber, and time returned to normal.
The Danse Macabre CodexThe Doctor shudders and keeps looking for parts to make a converter.
To Be Updated when I'm not LazyRaz slowly, groggily rolled out of bed. He hit the floor with a hard thud. Groaning, he rose and dusted himself off. He couldn't remember much of the challenge. A wayward shot had managed to find its way to his head and, well, here he was. He walked into the Common Room proper and yawned. "What'd I miss?"
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably"We all went crazy, bickered, hurt ourselves, and learned we're not alone."
To Be Updated when I'm not LazyGordon stretched his limbs, and looked around. Well... that was that, he supposed. They were back in the common room. He recalled that Blink had been planning something that she thought would help them escape...
But... where was she?
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."Narumi removed the Skull Memory from the Magnum and demorphs. He suddenly fell to the floor again. "AH!" Narumi said, his body ached from the battle in the Thor challenge, however, a new pain showed up... Rather... an old one... bullet holes began to show on Narumi's suit, followed by the flowing blood. These were the same wounds that Narumi succumbed to all the way back before he was taken by the Nomads. Narumi struggled to get up, but to no avail.
-Returned to its chamber, the Dullahan feels a strange presence. Shifting his sight down, he sees tiny shards of divine statue, implanted by the force of its blows, peppered throughout its armor. Then the living metal washes over the shards, and they are forever entombed.-
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Wow... So how are you all doing?
"So Mason... what happened here while we did the challenge?"
To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy"Nothing much. But there was a huge-ass fight I heard. From the sound of it, it was two nomads duking it out in some room."
He pointed at the room the fight took place in.
"It stopped before we could see what was happening, though."
"Yup. That tasted purple.""Perfect. A Civil War between the Nomads. We could use this."
To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy"Yo."
Spriggan greeted the returning Champions. "Were you able to defeat the bad guy responsible for the things back in Thor?"
"It was a Nomad showdown, all right" Kisame cut in, his voice rather grim.
"What?" Kimimaro asked, absent-mindedly feeling the Key currently in his pocket.
"Quingenti showed up. Went after Blink. Digamma showed up and attacked Quingenti. Killed his avatar, banished him. And then took Blink."
Bendy Slendy in Upendi. Also, check out my ficMason's jaw dropped.
"Quingenti? That motherfucking bastard son of bitch? Shit, why didn't I get there earlier?"
"So Digamma has Blink but killed Quingenti's avatar on this plane of reality? It's a start. Now Digamma is the only big target."
To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy"I feel the same way. Except that I wanna get my hands on the SOB responsible for the events back in Thor."
"I doubt that Quingenti would die that easily" Kimimaro said, his voice snarling slightly. "He'll be back. And he and Digamma will suffer."
Bendy Slendy in Upendi. Also, check out my ficA cold darkness enters the Doctor's tone. "They wanted the Oncoming Storm. Well the storm arriveth!"
This easy to turn me back? Awaken the general? The killer?
To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy"Wait... arg..." Narumi said, painfully getting up. "What about the fact that one of the Nomads just helped us?" Narumi said to them, right before tripping and falling on his knees.
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"That Lambda guy? You heard him. He only helped you because he wanted to do the same things. The enemy of my enemy who is also my enemy is only my friend temporarily."
They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!"We don't know about him. But if he wanted to help... he would have done it before."
To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy
An intriguing offer, to say the least; Ravage had already had similar plans of his own brewing within his devious little mind for some time—after all, it was hard to ignore the potential of this place, and he would never have tried so fervently to escape if the only option was to return to the instant of his death—but this would serve as quite a useful springboard, indeed. One way or another, the Decepticon ideal would reign supreme on all Cybertrons, and accepting this mech's offer would go a long way towards seeing that objective fulfilled; it would save Ravage the time and effort needed to rally and unify the disparate elements of his reality's own Predacons and Decepticons into a cohesive fighting force, an army worthy of the name.
And if for whatever reason, this Megatron proved not up to the task...well, that could be delt with as well. If his time in the Nomads' captivity had taught the transmetal panther anything—the challenge immediately preceding this one in particular—it was that no leader was without flaws, and that a cause was not inextricably entwined with whoever espoused it the most fervently; should Megatron falter and fail, Ravage would be ready to step in and take his place...whether the Emperor of Destruction wanted it or not.
Smiling faintly, the Predacon gave a near-imperceptable nod. "I accept."
Meanwhile, Lambda held up one hand and folded his fingers up in preparation for a snap. "Well, I think I've wasted enough of everyone's valuable time; if you have any other questions to ask, speak now or forever hold your peace."
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