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Post by frozenlake on May 9, 2016 4:09:49 GMT -8
FLord pulls himself out of the Magicant, horrified.
"I... oh god... that magicant's session... so close to the end."
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Er um... yyyes?"
"One Moment."
The Smith bends down, picking up the knob in a gloved hand.
"...you don't look okay."
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Post by raz on May 9, 2016 5:42:53 GMT -8
The leaning tower shudders under the weight of collapse below it, rocks upending upward like a jagged cradle as it falls. Its the end. Of the journey, and of Gospel. Standing at the end...
A pillar of light springs upward from the peak, just a flash. In the next moment the two stand there, one crouched with a hand to the summit below. The doomed tower glows brighter and brighter green, seizing to halt in its collapse as it turns almost blinding. And finally, the Knight opens his eyes, gray flame raging in one as he throws a hand back.
"C'mon... ENDYMION VANGUARD!!!!!!!!!"
The world shatters. An explosion of blue mist coalesces behind him and turns host to a figure twice his size who's shroud lifts to reveal... a figure whose sleek design, lack of legs and four arms home to gauntlets and too much minutia technology to parse mark it as abnormal but who's helm, home to a thin visor, armor, pauldrons cradling each shoulder, and the cape behind it, an ethereal thing fluttering with the stars of the universe dancing along its surface, mark it undoubtedly as a knight despite that. Four weapons crossed at its back mark that further, a spiral construct almost like a shield with significant gaps in it at its back, and its visor lighting green as it tightens all four fists simultaneously.
The world shatters. Below, a crack runs up the tower faster than sound before Gospel explodes in a swirl. Stasis holds the fragments in place as blue and green space spread outward in its wake, some impacting the shattered ground below and embedding in it, others floating free of gravity in a slow drift within that space. And at least one thing is left directly in the wake of the tower.
A white staircase, spiraling upward from its base to transparent platform that once was the roof of the tower.
Tremor cease. The phenomenon known as Gospel achieves its own resolution, one that falters no longer. And Raz looks ahead to their destination, the Dome. The Vanguard, his Vanguard, brings both sets of fists together, moving each opposite directions to flank it as it bends forward and reconfigures those things into jets gathering flecks of white from the air as its body turns like a platform. And he leaps aboard, throwing a smile to Samm and waiting for, or helping her on before the jets whine shrill before expulsing jets of light and propelling them forward.
Toward...
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Post by frozenlake on May 9, 2016 16:26:49 GMT -8
FLord runs into the Dome.
"Hey, wait up!"
The smith starts following behind him, before spotting the expectant delivery person.
"Er uh... how much?"
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Post by flightlessicarus on May 9, 2016 17:46:17 GMT -8
The prospitian with the pizzas speaks to the smith.
"I'm here to deliver these to a Thoren [REDACTED]? Would that be you? You sure don't sound like him." The prospitian nervously looks around.
"At this point I'm not even sure if the orderer is even here anymore, so I guess I'll let you have the pizzas. That'll be 9290 boondollars all together."
He holds the pizza boxes in his hands, still in the insulated pizza sleeve.
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Post by frozenlake on May 10, 2016 3:55:23 GMT -8
"He's busy inside."
The smith starts counting out boon dollars, and frowns when some of the coins counted out vanish before his eyes. He decides to hand the prospitian a boonbuck instead.
"Keep the change, I have a fair amount. Sorry for the trouble."
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Post by flightlessicarus on May 10, 2016 6:18:13 GMT -8
The prospitian accepts the boonbuck and then hands over the pizzas. "It's all fine. Here's the pizzas. Considering the huge tip you gave, I'll accompany you on the way to giving them to Thoren." The prospitian isn't exactly in the mood to take the entire long trip back to the pizza parlor yet. Besides, how bad could it be if his customer still exists supposedly?
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Post by frozenlake on May 10, 2016 9:33:16 GMT -8
Something shifts inside of the hood.
"That... probably isn't a good idea. I don't know how good your hearing is, but I'm kinda worried to go in there, and believe me, I have more combat experience..."
"Then again, I suppose after you take a single look in there, that you would realize exactly what I'm talking about."
The Smith captchalogues the pizzas, placing them in a card next to the doorknob, keeping them at a proper temperature. Good thing that dream sylladexes work on real objects!
He then walks to the door, and opens it.
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Post by metreu on May 11, 2016 15:46:08 GMT -8
Gospel shifts, the roof creaking and soon caving in with a crash.
The door still stands on part of the roof that didn't fall in, however the big rig and the dome are now inside the tower of gospel...
A strange aura surrounds the collapsing planet and gospel...
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Post by metreu on May 12, 2016 20:33:08 GMT -8
The aura solidifies and clouds... a dream bubble has consumed the world and gospel. Inside is a vast and expansive city that lines the inside of the bubble, all buildings pointed up at the hollow center where the planet and gospel float. Gospel itself branches across the sky and it's roof touches the city.
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Post by SJmun on May 27, 2016 13:08:37 GMT -8
Ikin phases out of the dream dome and finds himself surrounded by the expansive cityscape.
He checks his pearltop and notices some unknown watercooler is in need of assistance. Ikin isn't entirely interested in saving them, but it's at least something to do to distract him from the constant fear of being hunted down by Eniar.
He closes his eyes and takes off in an unknown direction, letting his voidy vibes guide him.
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Post by metreu on Jun 5, 2016 14:48:12 GMT -8
Dys stands with the console while standing near the door. In one paw, it has the knob to the door. In the other, the console to White Wall. The program sent through dimensions had arrived and was loaded up, primed for execution.
Dys looks down at the program and very carefully weighs the options.
The small tux wearing creature looks up at the end game door and places the knob in the door, making it spark to life and glow. It was finally completed. The door knob sends off small pulses of electricity that sail through the air and spark wildly.
Dys raises the Console high and the sparks jump to the console, turning on the program.
The white wall Console expands and stretches out high, covering the entire door. The door flashes in an array of colors that rattles the door, as if it were trying to force itself open.
Dys reaches through the screen of the console and grabs the handle.
"In your body... you carry a sun. It burns more brightly than any sun I have ever seen. Whether it was something someone else made... or something you fostered and cared for yourself... You grew up into a wonderfully brave... but reckless person... but your heart was always in the right place."
Dys turns the door knob and pushes the door open as it is consumed by the white wall in a brilliant bright white light.
All throughout the void, the faint voice of a baby's cry could be heard...
The wings extend outside of the dream dome and latch onto the white wall console that had consumed the door of creation. Dys quickly moves out of the way and watches as the wings pull the door and console away from the ground and forces it through the door of the dream dome.
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Post by SJmun on Jun 6, 2016 9:45:47 GMT -8
Ikin is too far to watch this, but it's likely the interior of the Eros Machina was bashed up by having the door of creation slammed through it, considering the Dream Dome front entrance was placed in there.
Eventually though, Ikin arrives... somewhere? It looks like the Kracken isn't too far away, just sorta floating there, not doing much. Ikin squints to see if the watercooler golem or any of its associates are nearby.
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Post by SJmun on Jun 8, 2016 11:31:46 GMT -8
Meanwhile, somewhere else, Jessica has entered the massive bubble home to Gospel City and a rather well-sized, likely previously hospitable planet, which unfortunately seems to be slowly collapsing in on itself.
She wonders to herself if she can find a way to save this world from destruction.
That's surprisingly not where the strange warp in space was, though very close, relatively.
She is led to a purple dome connected to an absolutely garnish red RV. Who even designed this tasteless vehicle?
She can sense something very highly space related that is inside of the purple dome. She makes her way inside, and can hear quite a bit of commotion from inside.
Hopefully she can get some answers here.
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Post by togetic on Jun 9, 2016 0:58:21 GMT -8
The former guardian of the orange planetoid can be seen still fruitlessly struggling to move the kracken's motionless form. Two silhouettes are rapidly spinning in place to it's right, one of which seems to be carrying something white and blue, but it spinning too fast to make out the object's exact shape
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Post by SJmun on Jun 9, 2016 21:36:53 GMT -8
Ikin flies over towards the group.
"?gnoht gniht eht htiw s'tahw ,ooooooy"
The watercooler golem, having been ordered from the mirror meteor's rewardificator, should be able to process mirrorspeech.
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