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"Guys!" comes a voice through the air, over to where Vault and Bug converse, "I'm over here! Come find me on the other side of the ship! I'll have to be in disguise, but I think you'll sense my presence when you've reached me."
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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The Vault turns to Bug as they run. "Well, I hope that's something you can do." It says as their feet pound along the grass, now warping, growing, changing in the presence of the Wild Hunt. "Other side of the ship. As if that's, like, a block or someth-"
A hound, black as hell with eyes that burned like embers, bounded in from the side as arrows rained down all around them. The Vault leapt, the hound going sailing under it's legs and receiving a kick to the behind as it went sending it into a tumble. The Vault looked around. A part of the hunt, apparently disinterested with the robots their brethren were currently waging a war in miniature with. Four strong on shadowy steeds, two dogs to a faery. "Well, that works." The Vault searched within it's current body, wishing that it had the Intellectus of it's normal owner. But it shouldn't be to hard.... The Vault found it. A shipwreck. It's arm rippled, and out burst a rusted chain which it looped around it's arm. The Vault rounded on the fairies, throwing out its arm. It ripped through the air like a rushing river. The closest fairy caught a iron knuckle to the side of the head with a shriek and the smell of burning bacon, tumbling from it's dark steed onto the deck. The Vault reached out with it's other arm and wrapped it around the riderless horses neck, lifting itself up onto the vacant seat. The horse bucked and kicked wildly, trying to through this foreign interloper off. The Vault gripped it by the mane as the horse threw itself around in midair, unwinding the iron chain from it's fist and throwing it around the broncos neck. The Vault yanked, hard, and with the same burning smell the horse was forced down. The Vault pulled up alongside Bug and pulled him on before lashing the horse and sending it into a breakneck pace. It juked left and right, avoiding the arrows that the remaining riders were firing at the two. "Bug, take care of those guys while I concentrate on steering this thing!" It shouted.
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Narrator run in Penultimate's general direction...
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"Hey Zale, you're smart, take this" I say as I toss him a newly created data chip. "Took a scan of that Vexus-Robot's brain. If you can comb through it we might be able to find out how to stop them from shutting off our powers."
"Now let's get out of here. The other Correnian's will have to be left behind, hopefully to clean up this mess once we and our foes are gone."
Romans 8:31 What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us?
1 Corinthians 13:1-3 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing. |
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Narrator: I know I'd love to be back at full strength, I'm not sure how much longer I can resist Areson's influence....
Areson: Am I wearing you down?
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A harrowing chase across the ship ensues, the fae steed barely under control as it zigged left and zagged right in agony. The pursuing faeries are left in the dust between the pain maddened speed of the beast and the telekinetic assault of Bug. Finally they reach the edge of the ship. Spying a lone figure. the Vault calls a warning to Bug and jerks the makeshift reign sharply downwards.
The screaming horse collides headfirst with the deck, throwing it's occupants from it and sending them tumbling over the deck to the figure. The Vault leaps to it's feet. "WHOOO! How amazing was that, huh? Ha-ha!" It says to both of them. Then it turns it's attention specifically to the figure he didn't recognize. "You'd better be he Penultimate."
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"That I am, young whippersnapper."
The Penultimate snatches off the fake facial hair, monocle and top hat, casting aside the cane and suit, "Sorry. I couldn't think of anything else, so I whipped up something Homestuck-style. Though, now should be as good a time as any to head on, and move out." (Really, let's try not to take too much longer, please...I need folks into the ship, and away from the Wild Hunt as best you can...)
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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Narrator and his mental cohorts go into the ship...
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"Me and Zale are as ready as we're going to be" I say telepathically to the group "Let's get out of here."
Romans 8:31 What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us?
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The Vault looks at the thoroughly splattered remains of the horse, looks off into the distance where the wheelhouse is, looks back at the Penultimate, and cocks it's head.
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"And you could have told me you could teleport before we had to walk all the way to the side of the ship the first time. Speaking of which, take me to the bridge so we can get off this planet."
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* I'm lost*
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*ohhh, wow, my bad* Narrator and his mental comrades are still on the ship.... Thank you,
Derek A. Haynes Senior, College of Agriculture & Life Sciences Plant Biology Major North Carolina State University cell: (919)886-6614 On Mon, Jun 10, 2013 at 11:08 PM, Bug 10,000 (Bug) [via Superpower List Forum] <[hidden email]> wrote: (ummm narrator go to rp comments thread for ooc stuff and were heading to the bridge of the ship to gtfo of here)
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The huge plant-thing was dwindling as it heaved onto the ship, billows of steam floating off it in a mist.
Rapid conversion of matter to energy tends to cause that. As the plant matter was absorbed, the chip was held carefully, sealed from the moisture.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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With everyone on board (I'm assuming everyone IS on board), the Penultimate ambles to the control room. Flinging the door open with frantic strength and speed, he hurries for the steering controls, before anything else can delay their departure.
Earth awaits. (A few posts on the trip to Earth, if you want, but no battle scene in between, please...Maybe talk about another battle in passing, but Earth is the next outright actual battle scene, and hopefully, some character development and all that.)
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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