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Rec Room / Re: CDDA: Adventures in Cataclysm
« on: August 10, 2018, 11:17:12 pm »
“I see, so Ironwood had secured them before you could get them?”. Plague asked pacing around them room brandishing the biological sword.
“Yes my lord, they had been in the armory before hand but just before you ask for them he took them inside to secure them.”, Roxanne responded. She was genuflecting in the middle of the room with her head down and an arm crossed across her chest.
Plague stopped pacing and looked at Roxanne. “That was a risky move Luna, he might start to suspect something and might want to get involved.”
“My apologies, I saw no other way. Have I displeased you?”
“No no, you did your job and got me the items I asked of you. Just be careful next time. If anything comes of this I will personally deal with it ok?”
“Understood. No objections here.”
“Good, now raise, on your feet huntress.”
Roxanne stood up and looked forwards unmoving. Plague walked in front of Roxanne to address her directly. He unsheathed the saber, coalescence, Plague’s true identity. “Roxanne Luna, you have served me ever since you became a spirit of misfortune. You have done what I have asked you and even came all the way over here fulfill your purpose. Tonight is the night you shall; you will be rewarded for tonight we become one.”
At this announcement Roxanne broke her composure and looked at Plague with utter glee. “Yes! We will unite and be one step closer towards the goal!”
Plague nodded at her words; the sword in his hand was illuminated by a green aura. “Close your eyes and don’t move Luna…” Roxanne did as she was told. He then casted a spell of binding on her making so she could not move at all. “Now that I have right where I want you…” With a flick of his wrists, something seemed to exit Roxanne’s body; some sort of mist.
“W-what?”, asked a seemingly groggy and confused Roxanne. She tried looking around the room only to find she couldn’t move. “What’s going on? Wait since when did I… Why can’t I move?”
“Like I said, you have done my bidding all this time, obied every order without question but you know, that can get boring really quickly. I want to see you squirm a bit, right before I assimilate you… I had place you in a basic spell to control the undead; worked like a charm on you. Now I just lifted it so that the real you can experience becoming part of a greater being.”
Roxanne tried to move but wasn’t able to. No more words were exchanged; her self-preservation instincts kicked in as Plague approached with saber in hand. One he was within striking distance, he took the tip of the sword and pressed it against Roxanne’s chest right where heart would be. “Not going to say anything? This is hardly any more satisfying than if I had left the spell on. No matter, this still has to be done. By the power of the great god Anomon I claim you as mine!”
With a single thrust the blade pierced Roxanne and began doing it’ handy work; a distortion was engulfing Roxanne as the blade began assimilating her as it had done many beings before her.. However, she did not wince, or cry out in pain like the others did; nor was she giving in to the blades effect like he expected. This Plague found both intriguing and disappointed...until Roxanne made her move. You have seen it before, that cliche move where someone is stabbed so they push themselves into the blade to stab the enemy taking them down with them. However, Roxanne currently had no weapons with her so the only thing she managed to do with this maneuver was headbut Plague. This took him by surprise which she used to push him all the way to the back wall of the room; she stared at Plague right in the eyes despite the sword of coalescence effects.
“We am getting real tired of this you know? We have been pushed around for too damn long and this is where we put our foot down.” We? What the hell was she talking about? Why was she still standing; now, why was she still able to speak? Why wasn’t the sword doing its job? This and many other questions were racing through Plague’s mind.
“W-we? What they hell is going on? Why are you still standing? Give in already!” Plague managed to say.
“What’s going on you say? See, your mistake was to lift the mind control spell or whatever that thing was. I am the spirit of the void yet you thought you could just assimilate like any other spirit you have come across. Let me tell you something, better men have tried…”
He didn’t give a response, instead using his other hand to try and slash at Roxanne using the biological sword. She inturned reached over and grabbed his wrist. Suddenly his hand began to decay into a purple goo that began to drip into the floor; Plague looked with dread sketched on his unmasked face as his hand was gone. He, the augmented undead bio-weapon under the control of not one but two fragments of Anomon was being subdue.
“Now now.”, Roxanne uttered nonchalantly, “We can’t have that can’t we? Went right through your augments too huh? Did it hurt? If not it will in a minute. Come one, where was that bradado a moment ago? Squirm for me a little…”
“How are you even doing this? T-the sword should have claimed you by know… I am the rightful hei-” Roxanne slapped him before he could finish what he was saying.
“Oh shut up! Always going on with that nonsense. Listen, right now none of that matters ok? It is only you and I in this little dance of ours. I am your everything, I am your judge, the final authority...I decide how and when you die…”
“Why you! On whose authority do you say such things?!”
Roxanne’s previously empty hand now wielded the sword of the void and she pinned the tip of it right in Plague’s neck; the effects of it peeling some of the decayed flesh from him. “Well, you see. Void here has said you, Assimilation, and Despair have always bullied him; hard to believe beings like yourself would do such human actions but you know… He wants revenge now. You think you are all mighty just because you assimilated Convergence? Well, if she is in there, how about it? How about you help your brother and I teach this pretentious spirit a lessons? I call upon you Convergance, let’s take this fucker down!”
Plague squirmed at Roxannes’ grip; he was pinned down by her and his left arm was decaying as time went by. “I-I won’t let you! This is my destiny...I won’t let a bitch like you strip that away from you.”
It was now her turn to dig her blade into him; she thrusted it right into his next. Roxanne gave out a little cry of delight as she heard him for the first time scream in pain. “Oh my, you are finally giving in. How does it feel? To hurt, to face the very thing humanity has on a regular basis: your own mortality?” She held there and moved the sword around causing him to lose his grip on the sword of coalescence still in Roxanne’s chest. “A person’s last moment says a lot of who they are and I am honored you will share yours with me… There is nothing more intimate than a blade for the occasion wouldn’t you agree? Let’s see what kind of person you are…”
Roxanne let go of the blade as it was now stuck to bone and bionic in his neck. The purple goo started to ooze out of the wound which meant the clock was ticking. “Don’t worry, I will prolong this as much as I can...Haven’t indulge myself like this in quite a while...Please...It’s ok to scream…”
Victor was still mulling over what he had just read. “To the end of the world and back… By any means necessary.” Those were phrases that means nothing to him now but he felt they somehow should. If what he knew currently was correct, it was irrelevant anyways given he had completed what the main task of the note was. Then why did Roxanne make him read it? Was it not actually over? Did she need help? Then why make this whole thing so ominous? That couldn’t be it; if it was why would that woman show up and told him to back off from Luna? None of this made sense and had only given him more questions.
“Just who the hell are you Roxanne? Who the hell am I?”
He decided he wasn’t going to get any answers on his own. He needed to talk to some people; hopefully Roxanne would tell him what she was planning to at least get that out of the way. Maybe his friend Blackjack knew something? Whatever the case, what that note said was no longer him; the mission was over as well so there no use worrying over it. Still, the last part of it still lingered on his mind. “...Whatever your feelings are after all of this is up to you. Ask yourself the question and from there do what you think is right. As for me, I am starting to grow fond of her; Helen McKinnon, how about you? Those that feeling linger?”
“Very much so...seems not even memory loss can take that away from me… but to think it started b-... no, that doesn’t matter. Now of it does, it’s the now that matters...So long as the sun shines upon this earth…”
It had been a few hours inside of Plagues office by now; the night having descended upon them for some time now.. Downstairs the undead patrolling the area, as well as the ones outside, had just dropped on the spot; they were unmoving as if they had all just fainted. One of them remained up however; it was Plagues favorite toy: Bio-Weapon Psi. It looked around with new found lucidity as his brethren collapsed. After a moment that only those with new found sentience would understand, Psi gathered some items and gear and calmly exited the tower unimpeded; everyone else was in their rooms or “busy”.
Roxanne excited Plague’s office with a wide smile of satisfaction. She was covered in the purpled ooze which she seemed to be happily licking off her one of her hands while the other was behind her back. Her katar still sheathed in their place. She walked along the hall humming a familiar tune as she was heading to the stair that would lead her to the lower floor. Suddenly a figure appeared before her blocking her way.
“Hey, you. I don’t know who you are or why you are her or frankly do I care. I have had a long day now so I will give you a chance to leave unharmed. But know that you are in my way so if you choose not to you will be moved.”
The figure laughed before speaking. “We can do introductions later. For now you can call me Lucy. I know who you are Roxanne and what you just did. I am here to speak to Plague if you don’t mind.”
At this Roxanne smiled. She revealed the hand behind her back and brandished something before tossing it at Lucy’s feet; it was Plague’s severed head. It sparked from damaged bionic and it leaked the purple ooze like if it was soaked in it. Lucy simply facepalmed. “Of all the things you could’ve done Roxanne… Let me guess, you know wield the sword of singularity?”
“Guilty as charged. You seems to know your stuff. Well, then you should know it’s best for you to move along. Don’t want to dirty that nice outfit of yours.”
Lucy gave a deep sigh. “I am afraid I can’t do that… I sensed Singularity being awakened and I came her expecting Plague to have disobeyed me but… you of all people? I swear, you and Ironwood cause me so many headaches…”
“So I am taking that as a no on leaving me alone. Alright, you asked for it. Behold the power of the singularity!” Roxanne unsheathed her katar and charged at Lucy. Her response was another sigh before snapping her fingers; a bright white light engulfed the room as if a flashbang had been detonated.
“I don’t think so. You are coming with me. We need to have a nice long chat…”
“Yes my lord, they had been in the armory before hand but just before you ask for them he took them inside to secure them.”, Roxanne responded. She was genuflecting in the middle of the room with her head down and an arm crossed across her chest.
Plague stopped pacing and looked at Roxanne. “That was a risky move Luna, he might start to suspect something and might want to get involved.”
“My apologies, I saw no other way. Have I displeased you?”
“No no, you did your job and got me the items I asked of you. Just be careful next time. If anything comes of this I will personally deal with it ok?”
“Understood. No objections here.”
“Good, now raise, on your feet huntress.”
Roxanne stood up and looked forwards unmoving. Plague walked in front of Roxanne to address her directly. He unsheathed the saber, coalescence, Plague’s true identity. “Roxanne Luna, you have served me ever since you became a spirit of misfortune. You have done what I have asked you and even came all the way over here fulfill your purpose. Tonight is the night you shall; you will be rewarded for tonight we become one.”
At this announcement Roxanne broke her composure and looked at Plague with utter glee. “Yes! We will unite and be one step closer towards the goal!”
Plague nodded at her words; the sword in his hand was illuminated by a green aura. “Close your eyes and don’t move Luna…” Roxanne did as she was told. He then casted a spell of binding on her making so she could not move at all. “Now that I have right where I want you…” With a flick of his wrists, something seemed to exit Roxanne’s body; some sort of mist.
“W-what?”, asked a seemingly groggy and confused Roxanne. She tried looking around the room only to find she couldn’t move. “What’s going on? Wait since when did I… Why can’t I move?”
“Like I said, you have done my bidding all this time, obied every order without question but you know, that can get boring really quickly. I want to see you squirm a bit, right before I assimilate you… I had place you in a basic spell to control the undead; worked like a charm on you. Now I just lifted it so that the real you can experience becoming part of a greater being.”
Roxanne tried to move but wasn’t able to. No more words were exchanged; her self-preservation instincts kicked in as Plague approached with saber in hand. One he was within striking distance, he took the tip of the sword and pressed it against Roxanne’s chest right where heart would be. “Not going to say anything? This is hardly any more satisfying than if I had left the spell on. No matter, this still has to be done. By the power of the great god Anomon I claim you as mine!”
With a single thrust the blade pierced Roxanne and began doing it’ handy work; a distortion was engulfing Roxanne as the blade began assimilating her as it had done many beings before her.. However, she did not wince, or cry out in pain like the others did; nor was she giving in to the blades effect like he expected. This Plague found both intriguing and disappointed...until Roxanne made her move. You have seen it before, that cliche move where someone is stabbed so they push themselves into the blade to stab the enemy taking them down with them. However, Roxanne currently had no weapons with her so the only thing she managed to do with this maneuver was headbut Plague. This took him by surprise which she used to push him all the way to the back wall of the room; she stared at Plague right in the eyes despite the sword of coalescence effects.
“We am getting real tired of this you know? We have been pushed around for too damn long and this is where we put our foot down.” We? What the hell was she talking about? Why was she still standing; now, why was she still able to speak? Why wasn’t the sword doing its job? This and many other questions were racing through Plague’s mind.
“W-we? What they hell is going on? Why are you still standing? Give in already!” Plague managed to say.
“What’s going on you say? See, your mistake was to lift the mind control spell or whatever that thing was. I am the spirit of the void yet you thought you could just assimilate like any other spirit you have come across. Let me tell you something, better men have tried…”
He didn’t give a response, instead using his other hand to try and slash at Roxanne using the biological sword. She inturned reached over and grabbed his wrist. Suddenly his hand began to decay into a purple goo that began to drip into the floor; Plague looked with dread sketched on his unmasked face as his hand was gone. He, the augmented undead bio-weapon under the control of not one but two fragments of Anomon was being subdue.
“Now now.”, Roxanne uttered nonchalantly, “We can’t have that can’t we? Went right through your augments too huh? Did it hurt? If not it will in a minute. Come one, where was that bradado a moment ago? Squirm for me a little…”
“How are you even doing this? T-the sword should have claimed you by know… I am the rightful hei-” Roxanne slapped him before he could finish what he was saying.
“Oh shut up! Always going on with that nonsense. Listen, right now none of that matters ok? It is only you and I in this little dance of ours. I am your everything, I am your judge, the final authority...I decide how and when you die…”
“Why you! On whose authority do you say such things?!”
Roxanne’s previously empty hand now wielded the sword of the void and she pinned the tip of it right in Plague’s neck; the effects of it peeling some of the decayed flesh from him. “Well, you see. Void here has said you, Assimilation, and Despair have always bullied him; hard to believe beings like yourself would do such human actions but you know… He wants revenge now. You think you are all mighty just because you assimilated Convergence? Well, if she is in there, how about it? How about you help your brother and I teach this pretentious spirit a lessons? I call upon you Convergance, let’s take this fucker down!”
Plague squirmed at Roxannes’ grip; he was pinned down by her and his left arm was decaying as time went by. “I-I won’t let you! This is my destiny...I won’t let a bitch like you strip that away from you.”
It was now her turn to dig her blade into him; she thrusted it right into his next. Roxanne gave out a little cry of delight as she heard him for the first time scream in pain. “Oh my, you are finally giving in. How does it feel? To hurt, to face the very thing humanity has on a regular basis: your own mortality?” She held there and moved the sword around causing him to lose his grip on the sword of coalescence still in Roxanne’s chest. “A person’s last moment says a lot of who they are and I am honored you will share yours with me… There is nothing more intimate than a blade for the occasion wouldn’t you agree? Let’s see what kind of person you are…”
Roxanne let go of the blade as it was now stuck to bone and bionic in his neck. The purple goo started to ooze out of the wound which meant the clock was ticking. “Don’t worry, I will prolong this as much as I can...Haven’t indulge myself like this in quite a while...Please...It’s ok to scream…”
Victor was still mulling over what he had just read. “To the end of the world and back… By any means necessary.” Those were phrases that means nothing to him now but he felt they somehow should. If what he knew currently was correct, it was irrelevant anyways given he had completed what the main task of the note was. Then why did Roxanne make him read it? Was it not actually over? Did she need help? Then why make this whole thing so ominous? That couldn’t be it; if it was why would that woman show up and told him to back off from Luna? None of this made sense and had only given him more questions.
“Just who the hell are you Roxanne? Who the hell am I?”
He decided he wasn’t going to get any answers on his own. He needed to talk to some people; hopefully Roxanne would tell him what she was planning to at least get that out of the way. Maybe his friend Blackjack knew something? Whatever the case, what that note said was no longer him; the mission was over as well so there no use worrying over it. Still, the last part of it still lingered on his mind. “...Whatever your feelings are after all of this is up to you. Ask yourself the question and from there do what you think is right. As for me, I am starting to grow fond of her; Helen McKinnon, how about you? Those that feeling linger?”
“Very much so...seems not even memory loss can take that away from me… but to think it started b-... no, that doesn’t matter. Now of it does, it’s the now that matters...So long as the sun shines upon this earth…”
It had been a few hours inside of Plagues office by now; the night having descended upon them for some time now.. Downstairs the undead patrolling the area, as well as the ones outside, had just dropped on the spot; they were unmoving as if they had all just fainted. One of them remained up however; it was Plagues favorite toy: Bio-Weapon Psi. It looked around with new found lucidity as his brethren collapsed. After a moment that only those with new found sentience would understand, Psi gathered some items and gear and calmly exited the tower unimpeded; everyone else was in their rooms or “busy”.
Roxanne excited Plague’s office with a wide smile of satisfaction. She was covered in the purpled ooze which she seemed to be happily licking off her one of her hands while the other was behind her back. Her katar still sheathed in their place. She walked along the hall humming a familiar tune as she was heading to the stair that would lead her to the lower floor. Suddenly a figure appeared before her blocking her way.
“Hey, you. I don’t know who you are or why you are her or frankly do I care. I have had a long day now so I will give you a chance to leave unharmed. But know that you are in my way so if you choose not to you will be moved.”
The figure laughed before speaking. “We can do introductions later. For now you can call me Lucy. I know who you are Roxanne and what you just did. I am here to speak to Plague if you don’t mind.”
At this Roxanne smiled. She revealed the hand behind her back and brandished something before tossing it at Lucy’s feet; it was Plague’s severed head. It sparked from damaged bionic and it leaked the purple ooze like if it was soaked in it. Lucy simply facepalmed. “Of all the things you could’ve done Roxanne… Let me guess, you know wield the sword of singularity?”
“Guilty as charged. You seems to know your stuff. Well, then you should know it’s best for you to move along. Don’t want to dirty that nice outfit of yours.”
Lucy gave a deep sigh. “I am afraid I can’t do that… I sensed Singularity being awakened and I came her expecting Plague to have disobeyed me but… you of all people? I swear, you and Ironwood cause me so many headaches…”
“So I am taking that as a no on leaving me alone. Alright, you asked for it. Behold the power of the singularity!” Roxanne unsheathed her katar and charged at Lucy. Her response was another sigh before snapping her fingers; a bright white light engulfed the room as if a flashbang had been detonated.
“I don’t think so. You are coming with me. We need to have a nice long chat…”