Forgotten Freedom:60
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Lisa: What’s this little trip you have in mind?
Terra: Not much. I just want to show you one of my favorite pastimes.
Lisa: Oh, sounds fun.
Terra beckons Lisa over to her and takes her hand. They disappear into the shadows, reappearing on the Plane of Shadow.
Lisa: Why are we here?
Terra: Well, last time we were all here, I didn’t get the chance to get to know it, so I came back later a few times. It is the plane where I was born after all.
Lisa: True…
Terra: First things first. You know how the Material Plane has its own unique rhythms and sounds?
Lisa: Yeah…
Terra: Well, to those attuned, like Druids, these sounds are a language all their own. The rhythms of wind, water, earth, and life can tell a great deal to those willing to listen. My mother and I used to spend hours just hearing what it had to say. I still do that now, I’m just more subtle about it.
A moment after hearing this, Lisa is struck by an epiphany.
Lisa: THAT’S how you know what’s going on pretty much everywhere?!
Terra: *smiles* It’s one of my major contributors, to say the least. I’ve taken it to a level beyond what most others do. Now, since I didn’t grow up here, I had to learn to listen all over again. Each plane has its own language, but they’re not that much different from each other.
Lisa: I’d like to be able to hear it.
Terra: That’s what I brought you here for. My control over shadow is not limited to travel, combat, and destruction.
She reaches out into thin air. Making a few gestures, Lisa can see something forming there. When she looks at it directly, it disappears, but out of the corner of her eye it looks like a crystal. When it is finished, a soft, haunting note seems to flow from it and fill the air. Terra makes about a dozen more crystals, each bearing a different tone. The notes rise and fall in strength and pitch independently of each other. The resulting melody is strangely enthralling.
Lisa: It’s beautiful…
Terra: This is the breath of the Plane of Shadow. I’ve simply drawn it out. I’ve never been much of a singer myself, but I always did love a good song…
The two of them lie cuddled up near the crystals, relaxing as the soothing melody continues to play. To Lisa, what at first seemed to be a somewhat haphazard tune eventually shows itself to be an incredible mixture of several tunes, each complimenting the other in such a way as to seem impossible.
Lisa: This is what you hear all the time?
Terra: Not always, but most of the time. It never repeats itself, yet I always seem to be able to follow along.
Lisa: I never knew this kind of beauty even existed. I feel like I’m floating…
Her eyes grow heavy, and she yawns. Mortified, she tries to apologize.
Lisa: I-I’m sorry. I ‘m not bored or any-
Terra puts her finger over Lisa’s lips and smiles.
Terra: I know. The first few times I listened to the Material Plane, I couldn’t stay awake for more than a few minutes. It takes practice not to fall asleep. And believe me; you’ll never wake up more refreshed.
Reassured by this, Lisa lays her head on Terra’s chest, slowly drifting off to sleep. Terra slowly runs her fingers through Lisa’s hair, smiling as the song plays softly in the background.
Satnak - Gah Damn, I don't wanna intrude on their date, but I need help. I have no outfits aside from the messed up rags I showed up in, and this armor. Not that I don't wanna go a few rounds in the ring with Levy, but I have nothing nice to wear. I need cat stuff too. Damn. I wonder if Andrea is over the 234th way to skin a cat thing yet? I mean I did rescue Norbaz for her.
On Shavarath
A demonic horde smash through the ranks of a bearded devil spear wall. thousands of the demons cut down the devil forces. their Duke calls to the skys in a voice of panic as the blood of his kin spreads across the blackened lands of darkness and the black clouded skys rained the blood of angels.
Duke: we need to hold the lines! if there is any of the ancheint gods above me please send your aid to your loyal warriors
A terrible roar is heard from the sky as a figure appears, around him the clouds boil from the pure magical might. the figure appears as a seven foot tall lithe humaniod with alabastar skin. his black hair ripples behind him, he wears a anchient suit of black armour of a lot like Sa'vors, except there is an emrald rather than a ruby. in the humaniods left had is a large circular black shield with Naz'roths rune on it ( a Black moon obsuring the sun) on the shields outward edge is a wicked blade. behind Naz'roth a crimson cloak trails fluttering in the breeze, a torque with a pair of emralds in it blazes with green fire. Naz'roths right hand is free. Naz'roths ears are pointed like an elfs and his face displays astounding features. two black featherd wings are unfurled behind him and beat with a slow rythem, it lands before the duke.
Duke: who are you?
Naz'roth: i am Naz'roth of legion. the slayer of angels. i am the oldest of the Four Daemon lords whom ruled eberron in the age of demons. you called me to this place.
Duke: my lord *kneels* i had heard that one of you was free, but i didnot belive the rumours.
Naz'roth: * ties a Hankerchiefe that Tara gave him around his left arm, his eyes blaze with violet flames* i forgive you. i understand that it would be difficult to belive after all those years. *smiles* i see asmodeus is free, he's somewhere on this plane. i renember when he used to faint everytime i walked past *chuckles* well. lets defeat these Demons then shall we?
Naz'roth raises his hand towards the sky, the clouds swil around above the figure of Naz'roth. the clouds crackled with electricity as the clouds became a tempest. the danced and weaved in the sky. Naz'roth pionted a finger towards the demon hordes that advanced towards the second section of the devilish legions. the sky crackled with power as it discharged the magical energy fed into it. bolts of lightning incinerated hundereds of demons and high winds cast their corpses into the raging sky. Naz'roth mad a circling motion with his hand and a colosal form of a tornado touched down in the center of the demon hordes. tearing them apart and dropping exploding balors on groups of demons on the flanks. Naz'roth smiled as he created smaller tornados and sent huge hailstones the size of houses down on the demon hordes along with bolts of lightning that arched between them. within minuets the demons all lay dead. Naz'roth lowerd his hand and stopped the storm.
Duke: My lord! you have saved my skin. you have destroyed the hordes of one of the most dangerous demon lords!
Naz'roth: *with a smirk* renember Duke, Lord Naz'roth has returned. spread the news. soon a new age of peace will cover eberron. and when it does, we will see the mortals thrive like they never had before. then we will turn our sights onto a foe worse than anyother...
Duke: my lord?
Naz'roth: the C'tan, yes, i feel them re-building even now. the blow we struck weakened them greatly. they have been set back by centuries. but eventualy Bel Shammaroth will get to this world. and when he does, all the planes will fight as one.
Duke: I shall fight by your side Lord Naz'roth!
Naz'roth: *smiles* good, i knew i could count on you.
- opens a portal and steps through to see the Chibi Balor*
Naz'roth: tell your mistress this, she may be a demon lord. but i walk a path she can only dream of. no matter how many worshippers she gains she should always respect her elders. especialy now im free.
with that he turns and passes through a wall
Satnak - That was wierd Andrea isn't on the ships.
Terra and lisa, back from their date, come around the corner.
Satnak - Hey lovebirds, I need some help here.
Lisa - What could you need uor help for?
Satnak - Levy is coming to visit, and illis is bringing the cat.
Lisa - So you need what, catfood? a litter box? Scratching post? Feed dish?
Terra - Isn't levy the one who... oooooooooooh!
Lisa - wha... ooooooooooh indeed!
Satnak - well yes to both the cat thing, and the other.... :blush:
Terra - I've said it before, no love potions!! :mad:
Satnak - No nothing like that, besides no offense, but it probably wouldn't work on her. We're talking about the woman who turned thrane into a smoking glass crater after the shining flame attempted to force her conversion.
Lisa - :eek: SHE WHAT!!!
Satnak - Yeah its been impossible to find a decent biscuits and gravy place since. I'm thinking We could take the FFII for a lunch at a little place a bit north of flamekeep.
Lisa - Wait a second, shining flame? :confused:
In separate rooms Volrath, Ketler, Nalfien, Doog, and Silence are all scrying the scene between Lisa and Terra.
Volrath: How sweet.
P/Y/R: Ahem :waits:
Volrath: Coming :blush:
Ketler: Come on get to the good stu-
He is interrupted as a blast of psionic energy slams into him, through the crystal ball.
Doog: That was so beautiful :weep:
Nalfien: This isn't my channel! Where is the killling? (picks up Scrying guide book)
Silence:...
Hippy Kanatash, Cool Cthulhu , and Jhon are all gathered together. All except Jhon are take turns with the peace pipe.
Cool Cthulhu : Is it that only girls into other girls and creepy things come onto the Forgotten Freedom, or is it being on the Forgotten Freedom that causes girls to like other girls and creepy things?
Hippy Kanatash: Wow, that was like a big philisophical type question. Let me try one. Okay here it comes. Why do video game characters that come on the Forgotten Freedom seem to lose their old personalities and adopt new ones?
Jhon: I'll take a crack at this. Why do book characters not even attempt to act like their namesakes?
Hippy Kanatash and Cool Cthulhu stare at him blankly.
Jhon: You know Volrath and Nalfien?
Other 2: Ohhhhhh. :lightbulb
Hippy Kanatash: If Cool Cthulhu is all at peace now how will the end of times happen?
Cool Cthulhu : Why does pointing out that something is illogical cause it to become logical?
Satnak - It just happens on this ship :D
Cool Cthulhu and others - RUN
John - I want legs.
Satnak - Yes tremble, you make a fine scratching post.
Klaz: Ketler, Jaela got 13 back...
Ketler: *Single emo tear.* NOOOOOOO!
Klaz: Look, whatevah you gave me didn't paralyze 13 like you said they would mate. The ropes didn't work, chum!
Ketler: *sputter* But, the ropes, they were my masterpiece! They bound Thrys using his own linkage to creation itself! He'd have to destroy every universe and the greater multiverse to break out!
Klaz: Yeah, well, he snapped them like twigs, we know cuz we watched for a while afterwards.
Ketler: I trust you ah... have my payment ready.
Klaz: You get your "payment" when I get 13!
Ketler: Hmmmm... Well, I suppose I could give you the theoretical ropes...
Klaz: Wot?
Ketler: Well... Essentially they harness the improbability of something happening to make the probable event not happen. So in Thrys' case, he should be able to bust through anything with ease, so the odds of him not being able to snap ropes are ridiculously small. The ropes reverse that probability. In other words, these'll hold him and I'll have Jaela ALL TO MYSELF! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!
Klaz: Uh... Which ones are they? I can't tell, mate
Ketler: The ropes with the pale blue sparkles on the third shelf from the bottom of my work table.
Klaz: These ones? *Holds aloft a small coil of thread*
Ketler: Yep.
Klaz: But, this is thread... Ohh... I get it! It's even more improbable to be incapable to break through thread... Clever, mate!
Ketler: Yep. Now, give me small spoiler, will you? Please?
Klaz: I don't know if I should... I mean Jaela might get a bit made, old chum...
Ketler: Oh, Come on! I'm begging you man! I'm on my ****ing knees!
Klaz: Alright, since we're good mates... *tosses Ketler a small glass globe* I'll leave you to it!
Terra - OK we got things ready for your cat...
Satnak - Fluffy
Lisa - That almost sounds normal.
Terra - Now what precisely did you have in mind for Levy.
Satnak - Well basically I need clothes, and advice. I have treasure and gear, but nothing in the way of nice clothes, and even my day wear is pretty much shot at this point, i've been living in my armor for the past week. I also need advice on how to talk to her about stuff other than fighting, neither of us know much else.
Lisa - Who exactly is coming when and how long are they staying?
Satnak - Illis is just dropping in to get fluffy detached from his face, Fluffy will be staying. Levy Might bring Rixle or Telfon or both, but they will take one look at this crew and start causing mayhem, so they will be taken care of. They will stay anywhere from a day to a week, depending on whether or not something comes up at home.
13 is walking down a corridor looking for Terra's room. Jaela asked him to get some "special ingredients" for a magic item she's creating. 13 is taking his time because, truthfully, the constant :mymy: is beginning to bore him. He hopes that Jaela will finally get around to the point at which they can get out of the room together and have some adventures………of the non-:uh-huh: sort.
Klaz: Gotcha now, mate!
13: [COLOR=Cyan]Hey, what the?[/COLOR]
Klaz jumps 13 with a bag and ties him up, dino-hunter style.
Klaz: I'd like ta see ya get outa that one! It's Ketler's probability reversal rope, and it makes you high likelyhood of breaking out disappear.
13 is silent for a moment.
Klaz: :smirk: Thought so.
13: [COLOR=Cyan]Wait.[/COLOR]
Klaz: :mad: What?
13: [COLOR=Cyan]So these ropes transform a high probability into a low one? [/COLOR] Klaz: Ha! Got that in one go, didja? You're trapped—
13: [COLOR=Cyan]About as much as I was before, if not less.[/COLOR]
Klaz: Your yankin me.
13: [COLOR=Cyan]No. See, if these ropes reverse probability—or, more likely, use the improbability of something happening to make the probable event not happen—then my improbability of escape fuels the rope to cause the probable event, that is, my not escaping, not happen. So I should be able to get out easily.[/COLOR]
13 wriggles out like an eel from a grasping hand.
13: [COLOR=Cyan]Besides, you didn't tie that very tightly. I've had to get out of better restraints than that.[/COLOR] (he takes out a photo) [COLOR=Cyan]For instance, just this morning…[/COLOR](he holds it up)
Klaz: :pumpkin:
13: Oh, dear, I think I broke him again.
Volrath, Kanatash, and Nalfein stand around a table in the library. On it lays a long parchment that rolls off the table and through many of the isles. The title reads "Nalfein's Family Tree".
Nalfein: So? What'd you find?
Volrath: Well, it seems that waaaaaaaaaay back in your line, the Great Mother shows up in the tree.
Nalfein: Wait a minute...the Great Mother? The Beholder Great Mother? How-
Kanatash: You don't want to know.
Nalfein: But-
Volrath: You. Don't. Want. To. Know.
Caralot: I do! I do! I do! I do!
Quench: *rapid little dog barks*
Caralot: Come on, Kani-bunny, can't you tell just meeeeeeee? :bigeyes:
Kantash: (shudder) You sure you can't guess?
Caralot is silent for a minute, but the way her eyes are getting all bright like they do when she's just thought up a new creature combo.
Caralot: Is it anything like all those times I went down into the beholder nest and—
Volrath and Kantash: [SIZE=5]Don't say it![/SIZE]
Kantash: *ffew* (pause) I'm going to regret this, but doesn't that imply that you went more than once?
Caralot: Well sure. I mean, those eyestalks are just used for seeing—
Volrath: Think very sexy thoughts…Think very sexy thoughts…
A ninja appears infront of Bolt-Tooth Tony.
Ninja warrior-"White devil, feel the wrath of the sword Demon-Tongue! It was forged of steel brought forth from the center of Mt. Fuji and heated in the flames of a thousand burning trators. It was then cooled in the water of life in the temple of the emperor. It has killed thousands in its centuries of use. Prepare to di......uhgggggg"
(B.B.T. shoots ninja in the stomach with .44 Magnum)
B.B.T.- "Ninja poser, feel the wrath of gun Magnum. It was crafted by a underpaid man named Joe in a factory in Jersey and heated by coal from PA. It was then sold to Mike Squareenie's pawn shop on 34th and Broadway. So far to my knowledge it has never been used to kill anyone but in about ten minutes after your body goes into shock it will be up to one. Sayanara, sucker."
Still concerned with his new relationship with P/Y/R, Terra heads down to Volrath's room to check on him. His door is closed, and she can hear nothing coming from it. This, however, means little, since he soundproofed his room. She reaches out to knock, but stops. Something within the deepest, most primal part of her sanity-preservation instincts has told her not to. She pulls back, turns around, and walks away.
In the room, Volrath and P/Y/R are in a position that defies all known laws of physics, magic, and sanity, while simulatniously making insanity cry softly in the corner.
P/Y/R: Too bad she didn't come in.
Volrath: She knows better. Spend long enough with me and you get a sixth sense of when it's a good idea to just not ask. :devil:
Allen sits down next to Hippy Kanatash. "My theory on the whole women liking women and such is that either A: somehow this ship attracts that kind of thing, or B: The available men on this ship are what drive these women to homosexuality. It is possible that this will also happen to the men on the ship, due to the fact that the women are mainly with other women, and are capable of defending themselves against male attackers quite well. This would explain Doog/Dooj and Michael. Another theory is that the beings from beyond existence like it when women have intimate relationships with other women, and cause them to happen. I have no clue about the Doog/Dooj and Michael case though, if that is the cause." Allen explains to all four of them.
Aerith is on giving a sermon to the handful of good aligned redshirts in a small chapel. Suddenly, one of the redshirts in the front row goes into violent convulsions. Things can be seen writhing and undulating underneath his skin while blood pours from his open mouth. Then a hollow, worm-like creature wiggles its way out his mouth. With a chilling thought you realize this is his esophagus. The poor creature then splits open like an overripe melon and all of his internal organs spill out. And each organ begins moving of its own accord and attacking those around them. His intestines slither away and begin strangling another redshirt, his stomach sprays acid upon several more nearby, his lungs exhale a poisonous gas that slays any caught in its path, his appendix bounces off to explode unexpectedly in the midst of a group of redshirts, his blood forms a massive wave and rolls over another redshirt, engulfing him. Throughout all of this the original redshirt lies on the ground twitching as his eyes dart around the room and his mouth moves as if attempting to speak, clearly still alive. Within moments all the redshirts in the room are either dead or have fled the room and the animated organs cease moving. Aerith stands upon her pulpit transfixed with horror as Kanatash floats through the floor next to her.
Kanatash: I must admit this is some of my best work yet.
Aerith narrows her eyes and begins readying a potent smiting spell.
Kanatash: What? I needed to speak with you.
Aerith: (stares at him speechless for a moment) ...and you couldn’t just have asked? (casts a spell to revive all the redshirts, who rapidly flee the room)
Kanatash: :smirk: Not my style.
Aerith: :nonono: Well, since you're here now I suppose I should hear what you have to say. (glancing at the bloodstained floor) I assume its not that you want to convert to the side of good and light.
Kanatash: That would be a safe assumption. I would like to know why I still can't kill my hippie alternate, and believe me I've tried, now that you have ceased being the ultimate goddess of everything.
Aerith: I don't see why I should. Hippie Kanatash is, if not a being of good, at least a being of peace and happiness. I see no reason why I should help you kill him.
Kanatash: I anticipated you might be difficult. Since I can't just raid you mind for the answers I have another plan to get my answers. Now, I'm going to ask you again and I'm going to keep asking you until I get the answers I seek. Everytime you don't answer me I'm going to kill a kitten. With my mind. Now how can I kill Hippie Kanatash?
Aerith: :eek: You wouldn't...
Kanatash: I would and wrong answer.
[SIZE=1]KRRRZAAAAP.... MRAOW!!![/SIZE]
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Later
Kanatash: How do I kill my alternate?
Aerith: :weep: No...
Kanatash: Yes.
[SIZE=1]KRRRZAAAAP....MRAOW!!![/SIZE]
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Still later
[SIZE=1]KRRRZAAAAP....MRAOW!!![/SIZE]
Kanatash: :bored: Ok, I've run out of kittens within a fifty mile radius. It looks like we will now have to proceed to puppies.
Aerith: No! No, please, I'll tell you. (she bends to whisper something in his ear)
Kanatash: :whatsthis Hmm, I see. Thank you for you assistance. (begins to float off)
Aerith: You won't get away with this. I'm going to warn him you're coming.
Kanatash: (with just his head sticking out of the floor) No. You're not. After all you have a lot of kittens to resurrect. :devil:
Terra, Lisa, and Satnak are in Sharn picking out outfits for her new wardrobe as well as for a bit of a makeover. Lisa and Terra wait in the lobby as Satnak is getting her hair done.
(Ok, I'm gonna need a stiff drink after that mental image. So..very...disturbing...)
Lisa: Um...I don't mean to press, but I was curious. When did you first...you know...realize you liked women instead of men?
Terra: Well, since we've got a bit, I don't mind. I guess I always knew, I just didn't admit it. At one time during our travels, Volrath took all of us (her, Urial, Garr, and Muradin) to this "great little place in Xoriat" he knew about. If I remember correctly, it was called the "Daelkyr's Oasis."
Lisa: If I didn't know you and Volrath, I'd say you were crazy. But because it's you two, I didn't expect any less.
Terra: :D Well, needless to say, I got very drunk.
Lisa: I thought you were immune to the stuff...
Terra: To alcohol, yes, but this was more like a kind of Hellbrew. My memory's a bit cloudy, but I remember bumping into Urial and landing on top of her when we hit the ground. On impulse, I frenched her. :blush:
Lisa: :blink: No. Way. What'd she do?
Terra: Neither of us remember. Garr and Muradin were totally smashed, so they didn't know either. Volrath said we kept at it for a while, but, you never know if he's telling the truth when it comes to that kind of thing.
Lisa: And...?
Terra: The two of us woke up the next day with a killer hangover and in a rather compromizing position in a room on our airship. She wouldn't speak to me for a week.
At this point, Satnak walks out.
Satnak: I haven't been in a dress in a long time. Still feels weird.
Lisa: Nonsense, you look great.
Terra: I agree. Once you dropped the "I can kill everything in sight" look, you've really become quite attractive...
Satnak: Don't get any ideas.
Terra: I still enjoy living, thank you.
SC Commander - Squeak squeak
Squirrel forces surround Kanatash.
Kanatash - what now?
SC Commander - Chirrup rup Squeaken Squeakar
Kanatash - I don't speak fuzzy tailed rat.
Squirrels descend on Kanatash, Warriors going for melee with ensorceled blades, and a few elite ravagers grappling with ghost touch gauntlets. Psionicists and magi focus on restraining his powers.
Kanatash - WHAT IN THE UNSPEAKABLE NAMES OF THE ELDER GODS' IN-LAWS IS GOING ON !!!
Aerith - You ****** off the squirrels when you started bumping off all their young ocelot KITTENS, you monster.
Kanatash - As if the glorified newspaper wasn't enough :mad:
Aerith - As they say payback's a female dog... wait a second...Brianna cut it out.
Satnak - Little warning: I could hear that whole conversation.
Terra - WHAT :blush:
Lisa - How?
Satnak - Simple I have very good ears and a tendency to use them.
Satnak - If you want I'll tell you about me?
Lisa - Normaly it doesn't work like that, but now I'm curious.
Terra - I gotta hear this.
Satnak - I was about 7 when my district got mobbed, when I arrived at the island i was almost nine. I had sort of stopped caring about myself, this is probably where the part of me that lets me live in armor for a week comes from. When she got the date of the mob, and a good look in my head (courtesy of that fink Forbes) she realized I had never had my 8th birthday party. That was the first time I saw her in hell-***** mode. She pulled together an amazing L8. She even ... :weep: ... got a cleric of Dol Arrah to channel my parents so I could say goodbye properly.
Lisa - Isn't 8-9 a little young though?
Satnak - Well that was the ... sniff... start of the big sis/little sis thing. I spent 5 years just being Levy's little sister. When Forbes starting courting her I got angry, I was 12 and just begining to notice people. Mostly boys, but girls who reminded me of Levy as well. The population of the island was basically deadly students, graduates, or future students of the academy, a few of their families (not many of those, even less whole), and the Unstoppable elemental forces that are Forbes and Levy. No one really willing to put up much fuss about... ahem :blush: preferance. I enrolled partially to keep an eye on them as they were basically the founders and primary teachers, and partially to learn to beat Forbes. I had some crazy notion that If I could out fight Forbes in the arena that Levy loved to attend and participate in, she would ditch his sorry ass. First thing I did was learn how to block out Forbes's ability to sense my emotions. He can still get in my head, but he has to fight for it instead of just knowing. Its one of the first things you learn if you take his courses. Forbes taught most of the tactical, historical, and power application classes. He can turn nova strength blasts back on their manifesters, or deflect just about anything with less than a fraction of what it cost to fire. He Is a master of using the minimal amount of power to achieve maximum result, Its the only way he could keep up with the sheer power of Levy. She is... well, unstoppable i've seen her lift a freaking continent, she was looking for a set keys. Argonessen needed to rearrange itself around the new geo thermal system when it got twisted slightly on the way down.
Lisa - :eek: just :eek:
Terra - I really don't want to believe that, but thats almost too ridiculous to disbelieve.
Satnak - Anyway I threw myself into my studies, I trained under Forbes's style under the assumption that I could learn to out do him. Thats why I'm a breaker. I lack his empathic gift though.
Lisa - You have empathy... that time you with the thing .... terra help.
Terra - Not what she meant love. Shes talking about how forbes can automatically feel the emotions of unshielded minds, and such.
Lisa - oh
Satnak - I trained like a woman possesed to surpass everyone. If there was a record for to be held, especially if Forbes was the current holder, I had to have it. I even Managed to get that fight with Forbes in the arena with Levy watching. I beat him Bloody, I reached out with everything I had, My hate for him, my adoration of Levy, everything. I crushed his body, mind, heart, and soul. Do you know what happened, he got up, he just kept getting back up. Not even healing himself, He would just get back up again and again. At the end he just put himself back together and walked out after time was called. I had let my shields slip a little and he realized one thing that I hadn't quite yet, I was in love with levy, he just couldn't bring himself to try to stop me. When I realized it myself it made sense the way he just took it. He accepted it as just part of being with her that he would have to live with my hatred of him. When I finally cleared my head long enough to realized I was in love with Levy. He told me "I wont try to stop you, but neither am I backing down". Thats when I started trying to get Levy to see me as something other than her little sister. I don't know if it worked, because I found out about my biological sister soon after, and well you know the rest.
Lisa - I've been touched and traumatized before, but never by the same story.
Terra - I'm sorry, I'm still quaking from the continent thing, lucky paladins and fearlessness.
Ketler walks up to Volrath's room. A mental conflict arises within him. Ketler (in his head) : I shouldn't go in there! Ketler (i.h.h.) : But I got to know. Ketler (i.h.h.) : Maybe if I cover my eyes. Ketler (i.h.h.) : Didn't work last time. Ketler (i.h.h.) : I could knock. Ketler (i.h.h.) : No, I just going in. As Ketlert opens the door his most deep seated sense of self is screaming at him to stop. As the door swings open he see... Nothing. In an attempt to save his sanity his eyes burst of their own accord. Volrath: Hello, what do you need Ketler? Ketler: Shouldn't you be telling me to get out of harms way? Volrath: No, actually all I was doing was organizing my potions. Ketler: You're serious? Volrath: Yes I am. Come on you need some replacement eyes. After several minutes of painful surgery (Volrath says painkillers are for whims) Ketler comes out sporting an new pair of golden eyes. Volrath: So, why did you come in here. Ketler: Well I was scrying on Terra, and... well... she talked about... Volrath: Oh, that time. You want to see it don't you. Ketler: Yes :bigeyes: Volrath: Alright bring me your crystal ball. Ketler brings a crystal ball, that seems to be taped together after several shatterings. Volrath then begins emitting a series of click and whistles. He continues this for several minutes. When he stops the crystal ball starts glowing. Ketler: Why did that take you so long. Volrath: Well the only way to set a crystal ball to a point in time is to speak Yithian. The Yithians have very exact words for time, it's their thing. Now, hurry back to your room and enjoy.
Several hours later Ketler walks back into Volrath's room. He looks diseveled and pale. Ketler: You are a horrible person! Volrath: You wanted to see it. Ketler: Not because of that. Because of what you did back then! Volrath: Oh yeah, nearly forgot about that part. Ketler: How could you forget? It was half the frickin time! Volrath: I said nearly. That remind me, I have got to show P/Y/R that position! Ketler faints and melts through the floor.
"Kan-tash! Kan-tash!"
Kantash (wearing a suit and tie): Today on the Kantash Springer show we have with us Jaela Daran, pontiff of the Silver Flame religion, and 13, a progenitor wyrm who once tried to temporally eradicate Jaela's religion. In an interesting twist of events the two of them have hooked up and, to use a euphamism, "are very intimate".
Jaela: It's great, you know. He's not like all those stuffy, "oh I want to wait for marriage because it's all about the bond between husband and wife" whimpy little *beep* silver flame *beep*. Huge size, if you know what I mean. ;)
Kantash Springer: I would think a progenitor wyrm would be bigger than Huge.
Jaela: Oh, I wasn't talking about his whole body. :D
13: [COLOR=Cyan]The girl is insane. And I mean that in a good way. You wouldn't think someone from the repressive culture of the silver flame would know that many kinks. I lost count after 34.[/COLOR]
Kantash Springer: You two must spend a lot of time together.
13: [COLOR=Cyan]No, that was just the first morning.[/COLOR]
Kantash Springer (speaking away from 13 and Jaela): What these two don't know is that we've got Jaela's father, the notoreous Captain Jarlot, listening back stage.
Jarlot (rushing out all mad): You *beep*. First you try to destroy my ship, then you *beep* my daughter? Screw this show, where's Satnak?
Jaela (rounding in on her father): Oh, and like you're the world's greatest father?! I had to wait 13 *beep* years to find out! While your lackeys were sending me all those "wands of black tentacles" you couldn't have sent me even a note saying "So sorry, but I'm your father"? You left me to rot in that country of *beep* *beep* retentive frigid hags!
13: [COLOR=Cyan]I would just like to state for the record that she was thouroughly warped before I got to her.[/COLOR]
Kantash faces the camera while Jaela and Jarlot fight in the background.
Kantash Springer: Next we beings from another dimension. Can Satnak still accept Forbes and Levy as a couple?
The camera pans out to focus on Volrath
Volrath: When we return, we will find out who is the other parent of Lisa's baby, if Jaela passed her lie detector test, and what Micheal's reaction to his parentage is. All this and more when we return to the Kanatash Show!
Silver: My money's on Terra. I have just one word for you: tentacles.
The three women arrive on the FF carrying a Shopping Bag of Holding. Terra is wearing a black, strapless dress (natural fibers). Her hair in a loose ponytail. Lisa is in a soft pink silk dress, modestly cut. Her hair is curled up into a bun on the back of her head. Satnak is sporting a white, low cut dress with her hair in a perm.
Michael: :drool:
Devon: Hey, Michael, are you- :drool:
Jarlot: What're you two- :drool:
Ketler: Whoa... :drool:
Lisa: (looking at the guys) You were right. That was fun.
Terra: The best part is that they know better than to try anything by now.
Satnak: Usually at this point I'd be cracking heads, but the look on their faces is priceless.
Terra: Ready?
Lisa & Satnak: Yep. :devil:
All Three: Pose!
The sight causes the guys to simply pass out as blood gushes from their noses.
Satnak: :D Charm spells are for wimps...
Andrea: :mad: Those b**ches are stealing my thunder!
Caralot: That's nothing. Check out this! (pose)
Caralot is wearing a sweater and jenes, plus glasses.
Terra: Uh…
Satnak: :bored:
Quench comes up and stands near Caralot. She reaches down to pick him up, and he licks her face.
Everyone: :gah: [SIZE=4]To cute![/SIZE]
They all run. They encounter Kantash floating out of a wall. He is wearing leather………well, not much leather.
Kantash: Where are you my little abberration-maker? I thought you wanted to test out how to breed incorporeal males?
Jarlot: Must…scrub…mental…image.
Satnak: It's worse for me. I have some connection to Kantash, so I get to experience flashes of what he experiences.
Satnak - Note to self: purge connection to ghost boy. That last one was just plain wrong.
Volrath walks out on deck looking disheveled and tired. He looks up at the girls, back from their shopping trip. Volrath: Meh. :bored: Terra: Oh come on! Is that all you have to say? Volrath: It's just that black isn't a good color for you, I hate pink, and Satnak is well just a little too ma- Satnak lifts Volrath up, by his neck. Satnak: You better stop right there. :mad: She then drops him into a heap on the deck. Terra: You were actually evaluating the dresses, not us? Volrath: I guess. Maybe I'm just deeper than other guys? P/Y/R walks by wearing a skin tight elestic suit. Volrath :blink: :drool: He then begins to run after her. Terra: Right. :rolleye2: :rimshot:
Jarlot: We don't have that many girls who like girls onboard...
Ketler: ....yeah we kinda do.
Jarlot: Lisa, Terra.....Andrea and Marish count only as bi because they're familiar and master....
Ketler: Tiffa does err...
Jarlot: Say what?
Ketler: Nothing.
Jarlot: Okay maybe we're ALITTLE above average.
Ketler: Oh, it's the fifth year anniversary of when we first set sail Captain.
Jarlot: Ahhhhhhh....remember our first mission together Ketler?
Ketler: Yeah I do.
In A.W 0, war was ending.
Captain Jarlot: What happen ?
Ketler: Somebody set up us the bomb.
Slip: We get signal.
Captain Jarlot: What !
Slip: Main screen turn on.
- Shadow Jarlot appears with a half cybernetic face*
Captain Jarlot: It's you !!
CATS: How are you gentlemen !! CATS: All your base are belong to us. CATS: You are on the way to destruction.
Captain Jarlot: What you say !!
CATS: You have no chance to survive make your time. CATS: Ha Ha Ha Ha ....
(Spoken in flash animation as Ha Ha Ha)
Slip: Captain !! *
Captain Jarlot: Take off every 'Zig' !! Captain Jarlot: You know what you doing. Captain Jarlot: Move 'Zig'. Captain Jarlot: For great justice.
- Jarlot just STARES at Ketler*
Nalfein is walking down a hallway on the FF when the shadow from before slides along the floor and into Nalfeins shadow.
Nalfein: I need more redshirts to test my new spells on...
All of a sudden the shadow leaps up and grabs Nalfein's head, then the shadow starts to quiver with energy and sends it into Nalfein.
Nalfein: (falling to his knees) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Shadow: [COLOR=Red]I HAVE FOUND YOU, LAST IN THE LINE THAT DEFEATED ME.[/COLOR]
Nalfein: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
Shadow: [COLOR=Red]YOUR ANCESTORS SEALED ME AWAY, NOW I SHALL GET MY REVENGE![/COLOR]
The shadow starts to pulse far more rapidly, and Nalfein falls to the floor.
Nalfein: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hearing Nalfein's scream, Volrath runs to see what is going on. When he rounds the corner and sees the shadow over Nalfein he pulls out a dagger and throws it at the shadow, the dagger's blade sinking into it's back. The shadow starts twiching horrbily.
Shadow: [COLOR=Red]YOU DARE TO INTERFERE, HALF-BREED?![/COLOR]
Volrath: Damn right.
The shadow begins to dissipate.
Shadow: [COLOR=Red]I DON'T HAVE THE POWER TO DEAL WITH YOU BOTH AT THIS TIME, BUT I SHALL RETURN.[/COLOR]
Nalfein: Who are you?!
Shadow: [COLOR=Red]MY NAME IS NOT FOR YOU TO KNOW. YOU MAY CALL ME THE FLAMED ONE.[/COLOR]
As he says this the Flamed One completely dissipates.
Volrath: Flamed One?
Nalfein: (on the brink of unconsciousness) No, no it can't be...
Volrath: What is going on?
Nalfein: I remember my parents telling me about him, he must have come when I passed through the gate you made.
Volrath: Do you know his true name?
Nalfein waves for Volrath to come close and wispers the name into his ear, then he passes out.
Volrath: Oh sh*t. We are screwed...
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