Post by Jakob on Oct 27, 2014 4:15:40 GMT -4
For every universe, there exists one of us. We exist because the universe exists. Our purpose is that of the universe we are bound to. We are timeless. We have witnessed gods appear and fade. We have seen our universes reset countless times. Our power is limitless.
Or so we thought.
Drawl… An impossible creature, in that there is only one of him throughout the entire multiverse… and he knows it. He should not be able to know that, and yet…
The membrane of the universe split at a small area, on the other side, a crack in dark space was haphazardly slicing through the nothingness in dark space.
“Drawl…” A colossal creature grumbled in what was its first utterance of any kind of sound in countless cycles. The voice could be heard across the universe.
The four hundred mechs fired at the giant with a volley of plasma cannon fire. The beams materialized and pierced the giant in multiple areas. The sudden strike caused the colossus to groan a pained cry.
Jakob lead the charge, followed closely by KPG’s own mech. All four hundred Stylus mechs continued firing as their mechs propelled themselves through the crack in space. At last, they broke through the membrane of the universe.
“Drawl…” the colossus growled out of a garbled mess of indescribably sounds. A volley of red beams emitted from random areas on its strangely humanoid body. Each beam immediately pierced a mech right before the mech vanished into the blue orb that marked the Blink system. When the mech rematerialized in a different area, the red beam’s effects appeared to be nullified. “Clever…” it emitted.
“Three times, you’d think I’d have learned from then,” KPG called back. From their current position, their voices were amplified so they could also be heard from across the universe behind them. “Do not let up!”
The Stylus agents had no reason to let up. Their beams pierced the body of the colossus that watched over the universe. From afar, there appeared to be other colossi staring intently at universes of their own, in a calming blue void. Curiously enough, more and more pairs seemed to materialize from nowhere.
Somewhere in his memory banks, Jakob knew exactly what this was. The knowledge came to the forefront, and the android was given pause. “Doc… is this what I think it is?” He asked.
“The Multiverse, from the outside,” KPG replied, “We kill the Colossus, and we will be free to pass its power to everyone in our universe. Only then can we unite the Multiverse.”
“You misunderstand…” the colossus growled as more volleys of beams from both sides sliced across the blue void. “Drawl… is greed… he will not stop…”
“Who the hell do you think I am?” KPG barked. “You claim to know me so well, but all you have is a name.”
“What Doc wants is unity,” Jakob added. “Look around you. So many Colossi, but you never once interacted with them. Look at them now.”
The other Colossi slowly turned what appeared to be their faces to watch the unfolding assault on one of their own. Soon, the eyes of every colossus was on this event. They looked dull, bored.
“We want to see those universes, and they want to see us,” Jakob continued.
The colossus being attacked soon lost arms and legs from the constant barrage of slicing beams. The removed limbs melted into nothingness, and the beams still continued.
“So this is how I die…” the Colossus grumbled as more and more of it melted into nothingness. “Drawl… you scum…”
Jakob’s mech blinked to the colossus’ still-intact face, and the cockpit opened. Jakob leaped forward, carrying an unusual device with a large needle-like pipe on one end.
“At last,” Jakob muttered as he stabbed the giant needle into the bridge of the colossus’ brow. Upon the device’s activation, Jakob seemingly went limp.
//DIRECTIVE ACHIEVED. AWAITING FURTHER DIRECTIVE.
The device blinked a bright blue light, much like the orb from the Blink system. KPG’s mech pulsed the same blue light. As this happened, every other Stylus agent’s HUD blinked the same words:
//MISSION COMPLETE. GO ON, MY FRIENDS. YOU ARE ALL DISMISSED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP, NOW GO AND EXPERIENCE THE MULTIVERSE.
“No problem, sir,” Lazarus spoke for everyone. After that, the mechs all inputted different coordinates and blinked away to parts unknown.
KPG’s mech floated up to Jakob’s inactive body, still pulsing that same blue. After waiting a while, the pulsing stopped, and the colossus’ head finally vanished, leaving the device to float in the blue void. “Now that I have the power…” KPG muttered as his mech waved an arm over Jakob’s exoskeleton. From the mech arm, a white outline of some hand appeared, and simply touched Jakob’s forehead with a finger.
“It’s time to complete you.”
//AWAITING NEW DIR-#@@gsq!!@!@!T:%@01010111010010101000101010010110101011011
//
…
“Hello… world?”
“Hello world, indeed,” KPG commented, “How do you feel?”
“I feel…” Jakob replied from within his suit. The sensation of a nervous system, though faint, was clearly present now. “I can see, and smell.”
“What are you thinking?” A white outline of KPG materialized in front of Jakob, without the suit, he looked like an ordinary man in a suit jacket, a well-trimmed beard, and a mullet. He wore glasses that hid his eyes. It was the first time in a while that Jakob had seen his creator.
“To be honest, I’m thinking about why did we did this,” Jakob confessed. “Why did we kill the colossus?”
“To ascend and achieve freedom,” KPG replied, “It’s as simple as that.”
“But that device absorbed its power. You’ve become powerful, maybe too powerful…” Jakob tugged on the cable to pull himself back to his mech. ”Also, I’m sure the other Stylus agents understand perfectly that you lied to us.”
“I’ve been preparing for this responsibility ever since I learned about these Colossi. That preparation, unfortunately, came with the lies. If you knew the truth about the colossi, if anyone from Stylus knew, would they have taken the task?”
“… You’re worse than Kane… You really are scum.”
KPG smiled the biggest grin that was physically possible. “Yes… Yes I am. Are you going to waste your new life on trying to kill me? Would you waste this new physiology and freedom to avenge what was already done?”
Jakob didn’t answer. He knew what the answer would have been, but the horror of what was ultimately done had begun to dawn upon his directive-lacking, critically thinking mind. “You really are worse than Kane,” Jakob repeated. His armour-clad hands rose to his helmet-clad face as he hunched over.
“Don’t worry, dude. I have a promise to you and to everything else: In my new position of power, I can see everything, I can know everything. But I will never act on anything, save for one and only one condition.”
Jakob rose his head at KPG’s outline. The doctor continued, “I love the human race. Their chaotic nature, their adaptability, their diversity. They are why I have kept myself sane after all this time. If their existence as a species is threatened by complete and utter genocide, or anything that would make them boring, only then would I act. That’s a promise.”
“And how do I know you won’t go all Kurgan on the other Colossi?”
“To be frank… you don’t,” KPG replied with a laugh. “That being said, In Drawl, We Trust.”
“In Drawl We Trus-“ Jakob stopped, “Yeah… definitely worse than Kane…”
KPG and Jakob stared at each other for what seemed like hours. KPG then rose his hand to his old mech and remotely activated the Blink system. “I’m sending it back home, to the Tremorton base,” The doctor explained, “You should probably do the sam- Actually, it’s your life now. You make your own objective for once. Are you going to visit another multiverse? Are you going to try to kill me? Are you going home? I can’t make that decision for you, man.”
“… I’ll go home, work from there,” Jakob replied, “But… if you don’t make due on your promise, I’m getting everyone back together and we’ll kill you. That is a promise.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way, Jake. I think I would need someone to keep tabs on me.”
Jakob input the coordinates for a blink, when he asked one more question, “If you loved the human race, why did you wait until now to strike, KPG?”
“Call me Drawl,” the doctor replied. He did not answer the question, however.
After Jakob’s mech blinked out, Drawl glanced at the crack in space. The membrane regenerated and sealed up once more. Satisfied with what had been accomplished, Drawl rose his hands behind his head, and he rested in zero-gravity.
—
At Tremorton, the blue orb appeared. From it, Jakob’s mech materialized in front of his concrete abode. The machine's cockpit opened up, and the armoured thing hopped out. Jakob took off his helmet to reveal a more human face. The mechanisms on his eyes were gone, replaced with seemingly human eyes. There was a newspaper on the ground in front of the door. With an armoured hand, he picked up the newspaper and began looking over the main headlines.
The other vigilantes did a good job while he was gone.
Once inside the house, Jakob unhooked the main piece of his torso armour and set it on the floor next to the duct tape-covered sofa. The most breaking news on the television that day was the cryptic, strange dialogue that was heard across the universe, as well as the sudden appearance of a crack in space-time that could also be seen from across the universe. Many were speculating what any of it meant. Jakob, however, switched the channels until he found a mindless television show about building motorcycles, set to some Jimi Hendrix music.
Or so we thought.
Drawl… An impossible creature, in that there is only one of him throughout the entire multiverse… and he knows it. He should not be able to know that, and yet…
The membrane of the universe split at a small area, on the other side, a crack in dark space was haphazardly slicing through the nothingness in dark space.
“Drawl…” A colossal creature grumbled in what was its first utterance of any kind of sound in countless cycles. The voice could be heard across the universe.
The four hundred mechs fired at the giant with a volley of plasma cannon fire. The beams materialized and pierced the giant in multiple areas. The sudden strike caused the colossus to groan a pained cry.
Jakob lead the charge, followed closely by KPG’s own mech. All four hundred Stylus mechs continued firing as their mechs propelled themselves through the crack in space. At last, they broke through the membrane of the universe.
“Drawl…” the colossus growled out of a garbled mess of indescribably sounds. A volley of red beams emitted from random areas on its strangely humanoid body. Each beam immediately pierced a mech right before the mech vanished into the blue orb that marked the Blink system. When the mech rematerialized in a different area, the red beam’s effects appeared to be nullified. “Clever…” it emitted.
“Three times, you’d think I’d have learned from then,” KPG called back. From their current position, their voices were amplified so they could also be heard from across the universe behind them. “Do not let up!”
The Stylus agents had no reason to let up. Their beams pierced the body of the colossus that watched over the universe. From afar, there appeared to be other colossi staring intently at universes of their own, in a calming blue void. Curiously enough, more and more pairs seemed to materialize from nowhere.
Somewhere in his memory banks, Jakob knew exactly what this was. The knowledge came to the forefront, and the android was given pause. “Doc… is this what I think it is?” He asked.
“The Multiverse, from the outside,” KPG replied, “We kill the Colossus, and we will be free to pass its power to everyone in our universe. Only then can we unite the Multiverse.”
“You misunderstand…” the colossus growled as more volleys of beams from both sides sliced across the blue void. “Drawl… is greed… he will not stop…”
“Who the hell do you think I am?” KPG barked. “You claim to know me so well, but all you have is a name.”
“What Doc wants is unity,” Jakob added. “Look around you. So many Colossi, but you never once interacted with them. Look at them now.”
The other Colossi slowly turned what appeared to be their faces to watch the unfolding assault on one of their own. Soon, the eyes of every colossus was on this event. They looked dull, bored.
“We want to see those universes, and they want to see us,” Jakob continued.
The colossus being attacked soon lost arms and legs from the constant barrage of slicing beams. The removed limbs melted into nothingness, and the beams still continued.
“So this is how I die…” the Colossus grumbled as more and more of it melted into nothingness. “Drawl… you scum…”
Jakob’s mech blinked to the colossus’ still-intact face, and the cockpit opened. Jakob leaped forward, carrying an unusual device with a large needle-like pipe on one end.
“At last,” Jakob muttered as he stabbed the giant needle into the bridge of the colossus’ brow. Upon the device’s activation, Jakob seemingly went limp.
//DIRECTIVE ACHIEVED. AWAITING FURTHER DIRECTIVE.
The device blinked a bright blue light, much like the orb from the Blink system. KPG’s mech pulsed the same blue light. As this happened, every other Stylus agent’s HUD blinked the same words:
//MISSION COMPLETE. GO ON, MY FRIENDS. YOU ARE ALL DISMISSED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP, NOW GO AND EXPERIENCE THE MULTIVERSE.
“No problem, sir,” Lazarus spoke for everyone. After that, the mechs all inputted different coordinates and blinked away to parts unknown.
KPG’s mech floated up to Jakob’s inactive body, still pulsing that same blue. After waiting a while, the pulsing stopped, and the colossus’ head finally vanished, leaving the device to float in the blue void. “Now that I have the power…” KPG muttered as his mech waved an arm over Jakob’s exoskeleton. From the mech arm, a white outline of some hand appeared, and simply touched Jakob’s forehead with a finger.
“It’s time to complete you.”
//AWAITING NEW DIR-#@@gsq!!@!@!T:%@01010111010010101000101010010110101011011
//
…
“Hello… world?”
“Hello world, indeed,” KPG commented, “How do you feel?”
“I feel…” Jakob replied from within his suit. The sensation of a nervous system, though faint, was clearly present now. “I can see, and smell.”
“What are you thinking?” A white outline of KPG materialized in front of Jakob, without the suit, he looked like an ordinary man in a suit jacket, a well-trimmed beard, and a mullet. He wore glasses that hid his eyes. It was the first time in a while that Jakob had seen his creator.
“To be honest, I’m thinking about why did we did this,” Jakob confessed. “Why did we kill the colossus?”
“To ascend and achieve freedom,” KPG replied, “It’s as simple as that.”
“But that device absorbed its power. You’ve become powerful, maybe too powerful…” Jakob tugged on the cable to pull himself back to his mech. ”Also, I’m sure the other Stylus agents understand perfectly that you lied to us.”
“I’ve been preparing for this responsibility ever since I learned about these Colossi. That preparation, unfortunately, came with the lies. If you knew the truth about the colossi, if anyone from Stylus knew, would they have taken the task?”
“… You’re worse than Kane… You really are scum.”
KPG smiled the biggest grin that was physically possible. “Yes… Yes I am. Are you going to waste your new life on trying to kill me? Would you waste this new physiology and freedom to avenge what was already done?”
Jakob didn’t answer. He knew what the answer would have been, but the horror of what was ultimately done had begun to dawn upon his directive-lacking, critically thinking mind. “You really are worse than Kane,” Jakob repeated. His armour-clad hands rose to his helmet-clad face as he hunched over.
“Don’t worry, dude. I have a promise to you and to everything else: In my new position of power, I can see everything, I can know everything. But I will never act on anything, save for one and only one condition.”
Jakob rose his head at KPG’s outline. The doctor continued, “I love the human race. Their chaotic nature, their adaptability, their diversity. They are why I have kept myself sane after all this time. If their existence as a species is threatened by complete and utter genocide, or anything that would make them boring, only then would I act. That’s a promise.”
“And how do I know you won’t go all Kurgan on the other Colossi?”
“To be frank… you don’t,” KPG replied with a laugh. “That being said, In Drawl, We Trust.”
“In Drawl We Trus-“ Jakob stopped, “Yeah… definitely worse than Kane…”
KPG and Jakob stared at each other for what seemed like hours. KPG then rose his hand to his old mech and remotely activated the Blink system. “I’m sending it back home, to the Tremorton base,” The doctor explained, “You should probably do the sam- Actually, it’s your life now. You make your own objective for once. Are you going to visit another multiverse? Are you going to try to kill me? Are you going home? I can’t make that decision for you, man.”
“… I’ll go home, work from there,” Jakob replied, “But… if you don’t make due on your promise, I’m getting everyone back together and we’ll kill you. That is a promise.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way, Jake. I think I would need someone to keep tabs on me.”
Jakob input the coordinates for a blink, when he asked one more question, “If you loved the human race, why did you wait until now to strike, KPG?”
“Call me Drawl,” the doctor replied. He did not answer the question, however.
After Jakob’s mech blinked out, Drawl glanced at the crack in space. The membrane regenerated and sealed up once more. Satisfied with what had been accomplished, Drawl rose his hands behind his head, and he rested in zero-gravity.
—
At Tremorton, the blue orb appeared. From it, Jakob’s mech materialized in front of his concrete abode. The machine's cockpit opened up, and the armoured thing hopped out. Jakob took off his helmet to reveal a more human face. The mechanisms on his eyes were gone, replaced with seemingly human eyes. There was a newspaper on the ground in front of the door. With an armoured hand, he picked up the newspaper and began looking over the main headlines.
The other vigilantes did a good job while he was gone.
Once inside the house, Jakob unhooked the main piece of his torso armour and set it on the floor next to the duct tape-covered sofa. The most breaking news on the television that day was the cryptic, strange dialogue that was heard across the universe, as well as the sudden appearance of a crack in space-time that could also be seen from across the universe. Many were speculating what any of it meant. Jakob, however, switched the channels until he found a mindless television show about building motorcycles, set to some Jimi Hendrix music.