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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 8:45 pm
by capt_tightpants
Tsar didn't understand why the monster didn't go down when he broke its leg, it was simple laws of physics. That was when Tsar realized that nothing was simple here.
He picked himself up from the floor, jumped to the wall and pushed off towards the skeleton with all the strength his suit had to offer.

Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 4:29 pm
by Xyster
"Calm..." The woman uttered and pressed her emmotion towards the tower, flooding it as she flooded the animals and the very earth upon which she walked.

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 2:16 am
by SchoolTheOld
Marren felt the tower scream against the forcefulness of the woman's consciousness.

Marren felt it enter her, as if she were part of the tower, as if everything around her were being compressed and filtered into a single being.

But, far from straining against it, Marren welcomed this strange sensation. How long had it been since she had felt reassurance? How long had it been since she felt that someone meant nothing but good? How many travelors had been and gone, selfishly, foolishly?

The tower struggled against the thing that infiltrated it with all of it's age-long rage, but the more it struggled, the more pointless the struggle felt, even to Marren.

Gradually, the tower's rage stifled, stiffened momentarily by the immense feeling of rationality that flooded through it's stones, through the vines crawling through it like nerves: through Marren. The skeletons one by one froze, and fell to the ground, their bones decintegrating to dust, and then scattering. The grand caches faded slowly away, and the tower's consciousness pensively withdrew, leaving the three of them alone once more, the woman's light shining into the darkness.

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:11 am
by Xyster
The woman caressed the wall as if were her child, touching it gently with her consciousness as she touched it with her fingers, "Easy now, we're not going to hurt you. Of course you will test us...but not so quickly...we'll still be here, and so will you." She continued to channel her calming energy, "Easily now...gently..."

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:01 am
by SchoolTheOld
Marren picked herself off from where she had fallen, on the side wall of the room, away from the door she had entered from.

She had underestimated them, and she was glad that the tower had as well.

The woman's soothing energy continued to flow into her, and she savoured it for a moment, letting it meld and flow into her.

She was tempted to go to them, to tell them to leave, to help them in some way. But this woman's magic stopped her. She was well prepared for the journey to the top of the tower. She rethought her movements towards them, and jerked back towards the side wall. They didn't need her help.

Why should she go against the tower when they were perfectly capable of doing things themselves?

Marren nodded to herself at this decision, and approached the seemingly ceilingless vined wall. Stretching a gnarled finger, she hefted herself easily up the vines, and perched there to wait for them to continue forward.

These travelors would bear watching.

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 10:17 am
by Xyster
Finally the woman stepped back, her eyes shifting between a pleasant green and a calming blue. She felt weak now, drained of all emotion and strength. It was always like this when she used so much power. it would be some time before she could do that again, or use any measure of her powers.

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 6:51 pm
by capt_tightpants
Tsar froze when the skeletons crumbled to dust and thought he saw movement out the side of his eye. He switched back to the infra-red spectrum and saw some residual heat traces, but whatever made them was long gone.

He didn't think to look up.

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 6:56 pm
by Xyster
"We should be moving on now...I feel very weak." The woman leaned heavily on the wall, panting.

Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:29 pm
by capt_tightpants
Tsar nodded but wasn't about to offer the woman a hand, he wasn't about to tell her about the spy either.

Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 4:15 pm
by SchoolTheOld
Marren jumped ahead of them, up the stairway at the end of the next corridor to the second floor. She couldn't feel the tower there...almost as if it had withdrawn into itself, the stony walls just that once more, abandoned by the consciousness that she had felt continuously since her arrival.

It wasn't right without the tower hovering over her mind.

It was a sensation that she didn't care for, even with the power of the woman's mind having calmed her significantly from her previous state.

On the second floor, she felt the tower's plotting begin anew, as if it had some sort of amnesia.

The second floor was prepared for her before she climbed into it.

A great forest met her eyes, much bigger and grander than it could possibly have been. The tower's diameter wasn't large, not nearly large enough for how many miles this forest seemed to go. Time and space were encompassed in the illusion. The trees were mostly composed of old ferns and oaks, each of varying height and width, none less than could be encircled by Marren's arms. The ground had become dew-laden earth, instead of harsh stone.

But there was something wrong with this believable version of the forest.

Marren couldn't remember exactly what a forest was supposed to feel like, but she knew this was missing something particular...and that was part of the tower's test.

She climbed into one of the trees to wait, realizing as she looked up that the sky was still eternal blackness, even though the forest was as light as it would be in day.

Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 12:30 pm
by Xyster
The woman was pleasantly surprised when she clambered up the last few stairs to the next floor. The forest that met her eyes was beautiful, like none that she had seen since the world had been thrown into chaos. She wondered vaguely how she knew that, but shook the feeling off as she conintued into the forest.

Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 8:24 pm
by capt_tightpants
Tsar had read about forests. He liked the idea of them, so clean yet still existing out of doors. They were fresh and clear without the bright chemicle smell of sterility. All of it spoke of life, or at least it did, before the world was turned upside down.
Tsar thought of the irony of that satement, upside down, Down Under rising up.
He thought back to when Australia had become capital of the civilized world. The only place seemingly untouched by the genetic holocaust. For years it lived past the rest of the world. But Tsar had put an end to that. Now it was a wasteland. Nothing lived down under anymore.