A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

Narumi weakly gets up and grabs onto his Skull Memory. " Narumi, what are you doing?" Phi asked.

"Hen...shin..." Narumi said, placing the Skull Memory in the Lost Driver.

SKULL!

Narumi transformed into Kamen Rider Skull. He then holds his Skull Magnum as he weakly aims at Lambda... "Doctor's right... The lives of many are worth the life of one... Lambda must be punished..." Narumi said, staring down Lambda with the gun.

edited 29th Jun '11 9:34:06 PM by Psyga315

   "Doctor, You've already digged yourself a hole big enough to be your grave. Stop digging further."   

   "And put that gun down Narumi, you'll only piss him off even more."   

edited 29th Jun '11 9:35:50 PM by Makuta9999

To be seen, stand up To be heard, speak up To be appreciated, shut up

Kisame thought of his life. He thought of the pain he'd seen and experienced. He thought of what Lambda had done... but also what he'd gone through. He thought of people that he himself would've done anything to protect.

He thought of Itachi.

Kisame looked Lambda in the eyes.

"Kill him."

edited 29th Jun '11 9:36:46 PM by DKN117

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Oh, Crap!, thought Sub-Zero. He's being mentally screwed with. I have to stop this! He unfroze his mouth.

"Do NOT give in to your rage! Any of you!" yelled Sub-Zero. "We've defeated the enemy! We're on home's doorstep! If you wanted to have a bit of mortal kombat, you shoulda done it beforehand! I don't want to have to fight, but if it comes to it, by the Cryomancers and all their descendants, I will!"

edited 29th Jun '11 9:37:44 PM by TestYourMight

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

   "EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!      You're only making things worse by flapping those things you call 'mouths'!"   

edited 29th Jun '11 9:40:02 PM by Makuta9999

To be seen, stand up To be heard, speak up To be appreciated, shut up

Sub-Zero quickly formed in mist, "You're using it too!" in front of Iota. Then, the ninja refroze his mouth.

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

A faint, glowing line that might have been a sadistic grin spread across Lambda's face, barely visible through the shadows. "Very well, then, Doctor; if you are so keen to see yourself rid of my 'evil', then permit me one question before you 'execute' me. When you faced the Beast on Krop Tor, if there had been no other way to prevent its escape, would you have allowed Rose to die? Would you have sacrificed your companion's life, by your own hand no less, if doing so meant that the Daleks would finally be erased from the flow of history? And what of the Ood, the race of peaceful cephalopoids that were lobotomized and exploited by humanity and other races in the galaxy as slave labour? Were these creatures not far fewer in number than their masters, and thus of less import than the faceless masses of the many? If ensuring the Ood's freedom meant that you would have forever crippled humanity's development and expansion across the stars in your own universal stream, would you have done so?"

edited 29th Jun '11 9:46:03 PM by SullenFrog

The Danse Macabre Codex

"You know what..." Rey narrowed his eyes, keeping his gaze and gun aimed squarely at Lambda. "I understand what it's like to love someone like you do. It's called agape...selfless love, where all you want is for the other person to be happy and well. I have a wife, I have children. There have been threats to them in my world, threats that it fell to me to handle, and I like to think I handled it well."

He shook his head. "But I couldn't...I wouldn't sacrifice even one innocent person for them. Death is something horrible. It's the worst pain one can feel, to be seperated from something you love, and to know there's no going back. But it's not right to try and use innocents to change it. It's not fair to intrude yourself on other people who have nothing to do with your situation, just because you can't deal with it. I would give my life for my children without batting an eye, but that is because it is MY life to give. Not anyone else's. That might make me a monster in your books, but I don't care. It's what's right and it's what's honorable. Choosing to hurt others...to take them away from their loves...to save what I love doesn't make me noble. It just makes me a monster, the likes of which my own family would despise for dipping to such levels."

edited 29th Jun '11 9:50:52 PM by MystyGlyttyr

Easing back into life one step at a time

Wrong thread. Sorry.

THWACKED by a Bob-omb, a monkey, and Dennis Hopper.

edited 29th Jun '11 9:53:30 PM by TestYourMight

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

The grin doesn't slide. Lambda. That's the difference between you and me. I've made mistakes. But I'll admit them. Back on Satellite 5 I couldn't kill the Daleks again and nearly cost the universe because of it. I made a mistake there. I killed Captain Jack because of it. Now maybe I've let humans or other species go too far. Maybe I've let people die I could have saved. But that's why I need people like Rose. The humanity. And maybe I am biased to humans... I'll try to change. But you? You're so deadset in the belief that you are right, some kind of moral anchor. That you won't see your flaws. And you know what? Sometimes you must make the wrong choice for better things later. I wish I could change. I wish I could stop Rome from burning. Or an tragedy. But I can't now can I?

edited 29th Jun '11 9:55:57 PM by Fusionman

To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy

Link was kneeling beside Galen, almost oblivious to everything else, dazed tears in his eyes as he looked down at his friend.

He had tried to stop it. He was too late. Even as he had ran towards the Jedi, screaming his name -

He had known he would be too late.

"Galen...."

"Why?"

"You... can't die... you can't. You have to go home... we all have to go home together....."

"Please....."

edited 29th Jun '11 11:00:56 PM by troydenite

'Being around you guys makes me go "wtf" instead of pondering the ever increasing dread of time' - EchoingSilence, 2023

-Isaac wonders why the Dullahan isn't with them. Then his attention goes back to the mad god who wants to kill them.-

---

-In the tortured remains of the Nomad's planet, speeding towards the wormhole...-

Finally...

"You're wrong. How is what the Nomads did to them" Chi indicated the surviving challengers "any different to what happened to her?"

edited 30th Jun '11 1:16:45 AM by Deadbeatloser22

"Yup. That tasted purple."

Icarax had burst out of his prison but his power had been drained to the bare minimum, with all the effort he could muster he had thrown himself through the portal.

Now he sat in shadow, slowly trying to regain his strength.

One day.......I'll kill you al.....

"Why can't we just take the TARDIS back in time to save Lambda's wife?"

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

Galen took Link's hand in his. He breathed heavily. "I... am... dying..." He coughed blood. "The Force... calls me. I... am honoured that we have met... Link... of Hyrule..." He coughed again, spraying his and Link's shirts with blood. "I... cannot go home... I am dead there... after all... I have Sensed... that we will... meet again... Link... I now go... to... become one... with... the Force..." He swallowed. "May the Force be with you, Link - always..." He whispered, and slumped. He took one last ragged breath, and died. Soon, a pillar of blue energy sprang from his body and struck the ceiling; after it was gone, Galen's body was gone with it. Only his bloody and crumpled clothes remained.

The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground

"Because simply put, Mason, she would not fit within it," another voice called out, its tone making it sound as though it were faintly amused by the whole affair.

Lambda blinked, then turned away from the Doctor and glanced over to the doorway. Dis Baba stood there, posture hunched and hands clasped behind his back; faint points of yellow, grey, blue and green light twinkled within the cavernous depths of his eye sockets, and a thin smile had spread across his face.

Lambda let go of the Doctor's jaw and straightened up, folding his hands together within the voluminous sleeves of his robe as he turned to face the newcomer directly. "How did you get in here?" the argent Nomad demanded, his eyes narrowing in what might have been contempt, anger...or possibly resignation.

"Rather easily," the Kin overlord replied, gesturing broadly at something behind himself as he stepped into the false ballroom. "I came in through the door."

---

The creature would have responded in kind to Digamma's assertion or brushed it off under normal circumstances, but preoccupied as it was with bellowing in pain as this burst of solar energy struck it in the back, it was unable to do so. Two of its tentacles whipped forwards to intercept the blade of the golden Reaper's scythe, though they were visibly straining and buckling from the effort of holding back Digamma's blow; every second which passed during this bladelock brought the wicked edge of that scythe closer and closer to the creature's body, made its tendrils buckle more and more under the pressure, and it was clear that it would not be able to hold this attack at bay for much longer.

Then, just as the tip of the scythe reached its rugose hide and knicked the creature's flesh, its mind was suddenly awash with a multitude of emotions and sensations—foreign, alien emotions that did not belong to this entity and which threatened to overwhelm its sensory and mental faculties with this abrupt and completely unanticipated onslaught. It rumbled in confusion and shook its head back and forth, attempting to make sense of what it was feeling and with whom these sensations had originated; the only other being which had any sort of link to its mind was its father and creator, Lord Lambda, but he never—

And it was then, even as the blade of Digamma's scythe slowly traced its way in a shallow arc across the creature's hide, that realization struck. It understood now that what it was feeling—and in turn, what its father was or had been feeling recently—was an extreme sensation of grief and anger...and, as the memories and sensations became clearer and a semblance of order began to form amongst them, it understood why this was the case.

   "...Mother..."   

The Danse Macabre Codex

The Doctor coughs up blood as he sees Dis come in and is dropped.

To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy

Spriggan saw Dis as well, but kept silent as he didn't know what to say.

Hope immediately ran over to the Doctor, his brand glowing green.

"Yup. That tasted purple."

Hope. Attack Lambda. That or listen to Dis... I'm sure he has an idea.

To Be Updated when I'm not Lazy

Blink stared for a few moments. Much of this situation had gone well over her head, as she had no memory of most of these events. Indeed, confusion was the best word to sum up how she was feeling at the moment. There was fear, too, over what was going on between Lambda and the others, but mostly confusion.

And then, Dis Baba's sudden appearance.

"Mister Baba?" she asked. "I was wondering where you went!"

---

Meanwhile, Gordon was unaware of this. All of it.

He fell. He wasn't precisely sure where he was, or what was going on. It felt like he'd been falling for ages, hours even. His surroundings were a void, an inpenetrable veil of darkness that seemed to go on forever. He was the only thing in this void. Why was he here? He didn't know. The portal had shown a city, what City-17 was now that the Combine had never come to it. It had not shown the blackness that he was no engulfed in.

There was one explanation, but he didn't want to believe it. He wouldn't believe it. Not until he heard him, he saw him. He thought, maybe, just maybe, the bastard would let him be. He would finally leave him alone.

This hope was crushed when Gordon heard that voice.

"Mister Freeman..."

Gordon came to a sudden halt, suspended in the void. Rage welled up inside him like a volcanic eruption.

"You."

The suit-wearing man shimmered into appearance, walking towards him on some kind of invisible walkway from the darkness.

"You have been... gone for an unprecedented period of time," said the suit-wearing man, coming to a halt directly in front of Gordon.

Gordon's anger was palpable.

"The absence of one of my investments has proved most... in... con... veniet..."

Gordon pulled out his revolver and fired, again and again, into the suit-wearing man's body. Holes opened with each shot, but they closed almost instantly.

"Now now, Mister Freeman," the suit-wearing man admonished. "Hostilities are not recommended."

He was face to face with Gordon now.

"I will... return you to safety," he continued with a slight flourish. "You... are no longer required due to a temporal shift in reality..."

Gordon reached into one of the storage pouches, and his fingers brushed a single bullet. The bullet. The Shot Heard Around the Universe.

He only had one shot at this.

He slide the bullet into his revolver, and clicked the hammer back.

"You may find these... circumstances unfair, but in time you will... un... der... sta-"

The suit-wearing man's voice was cut off when Gordon shoved the barrel of the revolver into his mouth.

"Get the fuck out of my life!" he yelled, channeling all of his anger into this one, simple sentence.

His trigger finger clicked down on the trigger. There was a flash of heat and sound as The Shot Heard Around the Universe was propelled through the barrel. Time seemed to slow as it exited the barrel, pierced the suit-wearing man's head, and exited through the other side.

There was no blood. The bullet, as it exited the suit-wearing man's body, took all life with it.

The corpse was suddenly floating, as Gordon was. It slumped back, limp and lifeless. The inactivity was only for a few moments. Suddenly, the body was collapsing in on itself, ripping itself apart and pulling itself into the tiniest pinpoint of matter. Along with it went the void, the darkness pulled into the vanishing remenants of the suit-wearing man's body.

Gordon's boots clacked against hard concrete, and he fell to his knees.

"Gordon?" a female voice asked. It was Alyx, he recognized it, but couldn't see her.

With one last smile, he slumped forward and slipped into unconciousness.

He needed the rest.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

"For once, the good Doctor exhibits a modicum of sense," Dis Baba said to no one in particular, examining the sharp talons of his fingernails with marked interest. "I come to you offering an alternative to this current state of affairs."

Lambda inclined his head slightly, one of his eyes brightening faintly as though he were arching a contemptuous eyebrow. "You."

"Indeed."

Rather than elaborate on what he might have meant by this, the Kin overlord glanced at Blink and nodded in acknowledgement. "It seems you are fairly baffled by the present state of affairs, young Kamiyu Tsuri; pray tell, are you vexed?"

edited 30th Jun '11 10:48:49 AM by SullenFrog

The Danse Macabre Codex

Slowly, Blink nodded.

"Um... How do you know my real name?" she asked. "I never told any of you it! This is even more confusing now... Err... what's even going on?"

edited 30th Jun '11 10:51:35 AM by AnnoR

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Phi tries his hardest to stop Narumi from firing at Lambda.