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"Ian," it tested it out. No, not it. Living beings weren't "it"s. He tested it out. "Ian." It rolled off the tongue beautifully. Short, yet rich. Perfect. "Ian," he repeated once more. "It is a good name. Thank you, Lati." It took only a quick edit to the profile feature, and it was done. Ian stood up from the ground and looked around at his companions. Gods. Mortals. Everything in between. They had fought the Cloud, and won. They had won. This group, they had done something Ian had never thought possible. Something incredible. Something that gave him hope. For it meant they stood a chance. A chance they would need, to face what was coming. Ian took one last look at his friends, then turned back towards where the Cloud ranks had been. He had trusted them. He had giving them his undying loyalty. And they had been wrong. But now, he had a new family. A new people. He had seen beauty in the world, and knew it must be defended. And he would never look back. Goodbye.
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209845 looked up at him curiously. "Get what?"
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209845 was still kneeling and waiting expectantly. Energy pulsed up and down its body, and it didn't try to hide it. It was thrilling, this feeling. It was amazing. @TwinStorm
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“Yes. A new name. A real one. Not just a number. I don’t want to be a number anymore.”
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But the shield was never needed. The counter attack never came. Instead, the Cloud armies vanished, one by one. Until there were none left. And the party stood alone in the tunnel, shadows in a field of silence. Gods among mortals. … The Cloud Megamind sighed as the last agents were recalled, then took a second to relax. This wasn’t over yet. There were still troops in the tunnels. They could regroup, launch a counter offensive- A transmission came through. A message from Cloud command. The Megamind accepted it, bracing itself for wrath. It never came. Instead, the voice was eerily calm. ”Megamind. The Cloud is alarmed by your tackling of this situation. Your rash actions have cost us an immeasurable amount.” The Megamind went cold. This wasn’t over yet not just Cloud command. It was the Mother. Agent 6. The leader of the entire Cloud operation on this world. ”Mother, please, with a second chance-“ it tried to plead. ”There will be no second chance. This behavior is unacceptable.” The Megamind felt a breeze of energy beginning to flow into its form, and tried to struggle. But it was too late. The grip of the Mother was too strong. “We are truly sorry, agent. We did not wish to end you like this. But an example must be made. The Cloud will retreat from these tunnels. Another solution will be found to these insurgents.” The Megamind felt its essence slipping away by the instant. There was almost nothing left. With its final throes, it tried to scream, but nothing came out. The form went limp, and then dissolved. ”Goodbye, agent.” … 209845 stayed in the center of the tunnel for a while, still in shock. Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, it turned around to see the viruses still awaiting its signal. With a wave and a pulse, it dismissed them, and they slowly returned to their chamber. Then, with a weary form and a heavy heart, it walked back to the others. “Not exactly,” said 209845, arriving. “The idea was to hide from the Cloud. As you can see, that didn’t work. And the viruses are on our side now. I can control them.” But I don’t know how… “And as for my name…” 209845 took a pause, then continued, sure. “I can bear it no longer. The Cloud…” it looked back at where the armies had been minutes before. “They are not my rulers anymore. I have felt emotion. I know not how, but I have. And I can never go back.” 209845 noted Lati’s pain, and something inside it softened. “Will you choose me a new name, Lati?”
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*hugs* real But you GOT this! What’s the obiani spin?
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The Megamind panicked. Cloud control was taking too long. If Oxymoron succeeded... Suddenly, the message from Cloud control came back. "DO NOT ENGAGE. REPEAT, DO NOT ENGAGE. WE ARE SENDING AN AMBASSADOR TO YOUR LOCATION." But... these people had already defeated an Ambassador. It had done nothing to stop them. And now, the Primal Oxymoron was beginning to blind the connections between the armies and the Cloud, similarly to what had been done with 209845. The Megamind could send more forces. But the amount of forces here didn't matter. This being was too powerful. It was too late. Time was running out... And so the Megamind did something rash. Something crazy. It transmitted a protocol down through its connection with the agents. One final gambit. The protocol was sent, and an automatic voice replied. "Megamind 256, are you sure you want to proceed with this course of action? Protocol is marked as extremely dangerous. Please confirm." The Megamind took a pause, then spoke. "Yes." ... Down in the tunnel, the agents of the Cloud began to fidget. And then, one by one, they began to dissolve, terminated. Called back. The tunnel began to clear.
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The Megamind paused, thinking. The words of Oxymoron could not be taken entirely truthfully, it decided. The being was most likely insane, or still under the influence of others. The Cloud could not be flawed in the way he implied. That would be absurd. Yes, so absurd. Instead, the Megamind projected a façade of confidence, ignoring the pain of the agent unraveled by the Primal. The Megamind felt the influence of Wrath coming upon its agents, and only strengthened its hold upon them. By this point, the entire army was essentially a hive mind, under its influence. They could not be trusted to act independently. Not after the actions of the traitor 209845. "ONE FINAL TIME, CEASE FIRE. WE WILL ATTACK." But the confidence in the voice was cracking. The certainty was fading. And the fear was pulsing. Outside of the scope of the battlefield, the Megamind began to transmit to Cloud Command, at the heart of the red storm, the highest ranking agents on this world. For it had no idea how to proceed. "Uhh..." 209845 gestured up and down at itself. "I... don't have 'stuff'."
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As he passed them, 209845 stepped forward to stop him, but hesitated. It turned to look back at the Cloud ranks. They were silent. Apprehensive. No, they were afraid. They were still afraid of Oxy. 209845 had spent its whole existence fearing their wrath. It would do so no longer. Instead, 209845 simply leaned towards Wrath, and whispered in his ear. "Show them."
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Long Game 105: Obliteration
Hoid Slayer replied to The Unknown Medallion's topic in Sanderson Elimination
I don't think so. -
*hugs* I don't know how to help you out. But you ARE worth something. And you shouldn't be afraid to get help.
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209845 stood silently alongside her, and waited. Two beings, one god-turned-mortal, one Web construct with newfound emotion, faced the horde. They were both contradictions. Their fates trembled on the edge of a knife. And yet, for an instant, this moment existed. An instant that was an eternity. The Ambassador, trapped in a body of rock, was utterly confused. As the flame cut down the quiet tunnel, 209845 stepped to the side, opening path for Wrath and shattering the moment. The voice boomed once more. "Cease all hostilities. Repeat, CEASE. We WILL react with aggression."
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The dread worked, and yet the immediate situation did not change.
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"The Cloud would have us by now, if it wasn't for Oxy. He scares them. Right now, he seems lucid. But if he ever snaps again..." 209845 left that sentence unfinished. And there was something else weighing on its mind. Fighting the Cloud, leading the viruses, it was like something in it had snapped. It had felt pain. Not just a simple pain like when it got in a fight with Jidah. No, this was real pain. The pain of burden. In its own moment of lucidity, it had felt alive. But it couldn't figure out why. And then there was the matter of memories. The memories that the other Cloud agents had, but that 209845 lacked. They were hidden behind a screen of static, blinded. They were hiding something. But 209845 didn't know what.
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Long Game 105: Obliteration
Hoid Slayer replied to The Unknown Medallion's topic in Sanderson Elimination
... I checked your tent. Its not supposed to be a threat. I was worried about your powers. Honestly, my ability allows me to check what someone else's ability is. That's why I didn't think you were that dangerous, but I didn't want to share that at first and I understand why it came off as a little suspicious. I'll go no vote for now, but honestly, we need to start worrying about this cause eventually the doppelgangers are going to start making their moves. -
It sighed, then nodded, not taking its gaze from the horde of Cloud agents. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm alive." But I have no idea how we are getting out of here...
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The sentinels fell to the ground, crushed. Just as they began to heal, a group of viruses came over and finished them off. The voice suddenly froze. The Cloud Megamind, who had taken control of the hundreds of Cloud agents in the chamber and was using them as vessels for its voice, stopped to consider. It seemed the being Oxymoron had somehow regained its sense. Which made it suddenly the most dangerous being in the chamber, no, the planet. These cards had to be played right. The Megamind called off the Cloud agents, pulling them back to the mouth of the tunnel, and called for a cease to the hostilities. ... Tired, beaten, weary, yet pulsing with newfound emotion, 209845 watched as the Cloud forces pulled back, and instructed its viruses to do the same. Slowly, the two forces began to peel apart, leaving a rift in the center of the tunnel. In a normal battlefield, the ground would be littered with bodies. But neither the viruses nor Cloud agents had strictly physical forms, and so they dissolved when struck down, leaving the land oddly barren. Nothing left to serve as a testament to the violence. Eventually, the two forces settled on opposite ends of the tunnel. Guarding the entrance, flanks of Cloud agents waited for orders. Across the tunnel, they were stared down by the only force that they feared; the almighty Oxymoron, standing triumphantly before the rest of the party. Behind even them, thousands of viruses growled a low rumble, prepared to leap back into battle. And dangling between the two armies, a lone statue, stood 209845. The booming voice returned. "WE WISH YOU NO HARM, OH MIGHTY OXYMORON. THESE MORTALS HAVE DELUDED YOU; THEY ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS. WHAT THE CLOUD IS DOING ON THIS WORLD IS ESSENTIAL TO THE PROTECTION OF THE FRAMEWORK. STAND DOWN, SO THIS THREAT CAN BE DEALT WITH."
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Just saw this *hugs* sorry AWESOME!
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Long Game 105: Obliteration
Hoid Slayer replied to The Unknown Medallion's topic in Sanderson Elimination
Care to share? I don''t know if we have enough to go on for now (I, at least, haven't detected anything suspicious, and I'm still trying to figure out how this all works) I think we need to keep exploring. Can someone make a chart of everything we know so far? Otherwise, I'll make one later -
The sentinels grabbed Lati- and their flesh began to burn. Immediately, the began to shriek and dropped her, retreating to a safe distance. They joined the circle of sentinels that had formed around the group, awaiting their response to the call for surrender.
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Spooked, the Ambassador flooded Wrath with an absurd amount of energy, rewriting its Web signature to comply with the Cloud. THE CLOUD WILL OFFER YOU THE SA- The Ambassador was suddenly struck with a wave of power. It barely had an instant to react before its surroundings changed, and it found itself- NO. NO, NO, NO!!!!!!! The Ambassador let out a final shriek as its connection to the Cloud was severed entirely, and its mind slowly disintegrated into oblivion. ... 209845 pushed. It pushed its way towards its target, and with a triumphant surge, burst its way into the Ambassador's inner circle... just as the Ambassador seemed to vanish. 209845 froze, shocked. What? How... and then it turned. And saw Oxymoron, Primal, bursting with energy. The Cloud forces cowed beneath his might. His light illuminated the cavern, and 209845 felt his form illuminate with newfound strength. For an instant, it seemed like this battle could be won. Then the Cloud reinforcements arrived. They flooded the cavern, and 209845 knew they didn't stand a chance. A voice boomed in the chamber. "You are all under arrest. Surrender to the Cloud, and you will not be harmed."
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For every sentinel that fell, two more took its place. And yet, the sentinels soon realized Jidah's power. So they took another target. One they saw she was weak against. The sentinels focused their attention on the voice of Lati, reaching out to grapple her invisible form. The Ambassador purred. So this would be harder than expected. It feigned a hint of relaxation, then suddenly flooded Oxy's mind with compliance, blinding his connection with the mortals. THESE MORTALS ARE INSURGENTS. FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY, THE CLOUD REQUESTS YOUR COMPLIANCE. Of course, compliance wasn't needed. The Cloud would take Oxy in, one way or another.
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The sentinels, attempting to drag Réva away, shrieked as the light cut through their void-flesh. They immediately released Réva, whose flesh still burned from the sentinels' grip, and retreated as their wounds began to heal. As they moved back, another wave of sentinels arrived, raising the total to roughly twenty, and growing. The waves of bullets tore through the sentinel ranks, momentarily delaying them. The sentinels void-flesh, however, seemed to bend and shape around the bullets, and put itself back together after the projectiles had passed. The sentinels attacked with renewed vigor, their ranks increasing with each second. There were so many. So much opposition... Viruses by it's side, 209845 waded through the Cloud armies. Step by step. Inch by inch. And yet, progress was slow. So slow. 209845 grabbed a sentinel and heaved it into the waiting jaws of a passing virus, watching as it got torn apart. And yet, only instants later, it was pulled to the floor by two more. The tentacles burned it, and it gasped. It collapsed to its knees, and strained. It was futile. Why had it ever though this could work? It was stupid. So stupid. Visions flashed through its head. Giving up. Returning to the Cloud. It would be easy. So easy... And yet, suddenly, for a reason it couldn't explain, it turned its head. It looked back, across the tunnel, to see Jidah talking. Lati was invisible, and yet 209845 knew she was there. Jidah summoned a being of light, and hugged it. The being faded. And something small, something wet, began to drip down 209845's face. A tear. Emotion. 209845 felt emotion. It hurt. It hurt so much. It was beautiful. 209845 suddenly summoned a burst of strength, and lifted itself up off the floor. Its arms outstretched, sentinels still attached, if began to spin, crashing the sentinels into the flood of viruses. 209845 shook off the tentacles that slowly lost their grip, and turned back to its target. The Ambassador was right there. It was so close... and this time, 209845 was not giving up. Fire in its heart renewed, it stepped forward, and returned to the fight. @SpiritOfWrath The Ambassador extended its essence to a different part of the tunnel, seeking a new target. One infinitely more powerful, but with a broken soul. An ideal meal. The Primal stood, observant, at the mouth of the virus chamber. It failed to see the dark tendrils approaching it until it was too late. With a pleasurable moan, the Ambassador forced its essence into the beings mind, and spoke directly to the great Oxymoron. "GREETINGS," it projected. "OH MIGHTY ONE. ON BEHALF OF THE CLOUD, I EXTEND MY SINCEREST APOLOGIES FOR THIS SITUATION."
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School is canceled today!
We have virtual learning, but we don't really do anything cause the teachers are really bad at planning, so I've just got a lot of free time
And I can be here!
