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Post by doctorzero on Dec 4, 2011 22:24:07 GMT -5
GG: you could at leat be nice about it.
Moving on, you saw that giant insect, right?
GG: You mean the thing the doll turned into?
Yep. Now, imagine eight of those things.
Jaron blinked, disconcerted. EIGHT of them?! That was a scary thought.
there's eight of these things?
Yes, but I'll get back to that in a second. Now, outside of the dimension your island is in is a very powerful monster.
Okay, monster is not the word that would accurately describe it.
But anyway, this thing is capable of...destroying entire worlds. And if it enters the island's dimension, well, take a wild guess.
GG: why are you telling me this?
Because this monster can't enter the island.
GG: Why not?
The Mother Gospel.
Jaron stopped typing for a minute. Now that he thought about it, he realized that this was a bit hard to believe.
Okay, so he just tangled with a giant moth needle whatever and had gone through a LOT of weird stuff today, but this guy just contacts him out of nowhere and claims that there was some monster that wanted to destroy the world.
He decided to place any judgement on hold until he was done talking to him.
GG: Whats a mother gospel?
Powerful macguffin. Artifact. Whatever. It keeps the monster out of that dimension. It can't touch the Gospel, period. The thing's like garlic to a vampire twentyfold.
GG: Vampire?
Nevermind. Now, you're probably wondering why I'm bothering you with this if there's something like the Gospel keeping the monster out.
Well, that's where those monsters came in.
Every time one of those monsters show up, their mere prescence on the island damages the Gospel. If all eight of them manage to make their way on the island, then the Gospel shatters.
And then, say hello to dimension eating beast.
Jaron's eyes widened in shock.
"Professor! Other guy! Get over here, I think you should see--"
I'm not done.
Jaron blinked. Wait, wha--
Besides, don't you think that it's a bad idea for a couple of strangers to be involved?
GG: Their already involved!
Well, I suppose you have a point. But if the guy in the hood demands to talk to me, I won't respond. Make a note of that.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 5, 2011 1:04:21 GMT -5
Shantotto looked at the screen a moment, before shoving away Jaron to take a look. Taking a look at the highlighted text, she raises an eyebrow a moment.
Hmmm.... So another world destroyer dared to try and challenge the hold she had on this island alread eh?
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GG: Another destroyer eh?
GG: Coming here you say?
GG: Do tell me, mysterious one, of this mysterious beast,
GG: What sort of danger could it ever have in the least?
GG: My power is far greater then anything you had yet seen before,
GG: Leave this beast to me! It wants to destroy? I'll wipe it on the floor.
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Alex looked a bit surprised to find this... Whatever it was typing so eloquently. Judging by her clothes, she didn't really SEEM computer saavy.
Shantotto grinned, thanking the experience she spent with Gene and Gantz previously for helping her pick up her typing skill.
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 5, 2011 1:19:26 GMT -5
They waited a few minutes for a response.
Nothing.
They looked at each other for a moment. "Ummm..." Jaron went to type.
GG: Hello?
I'm not talking to her, you know.
Do you think I would sink that low?
Well in that case you're wrong,
and this is taking too long,
and now we've rhymed twice in a row.
Jaron rubbed the back of his head. "Ummm..." he glanced at Shantotto sheepishly. "Sorry, professor. I don't think he's very fond of you."
Damn straight.
...
"Did he just--"
Yes. But let's ignore the fact that I am apparently watching your every move and that I'm capable of reading lips. And no, I will not explain myself on that.
Jaron looked up, expecting to see a security camera or something. None were to be found.
Let's get back on track.
GG: But the professor's right, what kind of monster is it?
Ask Kavma.
Oh, that's new.
GG: You know Kavma?
Somewhat. The gospel?
GG: Oh, yeah, yeah, it breaking and stuff. what do we do about it?
Fortunately, it can be fixed. There's nothing you can do to stop the monsters from showing up whenever they want to, but you can do something about the Gospel. I'd like you to find it for me.
GG: why ask me? if it's so improtant, wouldnt you do it yourself?
I can't enter the dimension the island's in.
GG: Why not?
Doomed timeline.
That didn't make any sense. "Timeline? What?"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 5, 2011 1:34:46 GMT -5
It looked like the only person that was willing to believe this guy was Alex... But of course that only came natural since Sburb was RIFE with Time Paradox's and doomed timelines... That is, if you played the game wrong. He wanted to type, desperately ask what he meant by that. This world was his to protect, and he wanted some clue as to how to fight this.
Jaron found himself pushed away again, only this time by Alex. Shantotto meanwhile sniffed in an insulted fashion at the man's message.
GG: Look, I don't care what's going on, there's no way you can leave me out of this. If this is the world I found on the other end of the Scratch, I want to do my part to protect it. I may not have natural powers but I still want to do what I can.
GG: If you want this guy to find this... Gospel thing, you can leave it to us.
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 5, 2011 1:53:34 GMT -5
The reply came as soon as Alex finished typing.
I personally don't care what you and the imp do, Alex.
If you want to help the kid, go nuts. I know from experience that trying to convince people like you to do otherwise is impossible, even when you're clearly in violation of your own common sense.
But creation forbid that you try to look for it yourself.
But anyway.
Jaron glanced at Alex. First Gantz, now this guy...a whole bunch of people he had run into today were sure willing to help him, weren't they? "Can I see the keyboard for a sec?"
GG: Okay, so, we just need to find and fix this mother gospel thing, right? were is it?No idea.
............................................................................ Jaron facepalmed.
GG: um...well, what does it look like?Don't know.How do we fix it?Not sure.
Jaron was getting annoyed. This guy was quickly going from helpful to useless in a heartbeat.
GG: Is there ANYTHING about it you can tell us?!Kavma's the only one who has any info on the thing. And he would never tell.
All I know is that it's in the one place on the island where you would never find it.GG: Where?That's up to you. But you need to make it quick.GG: The monsters, right?Not just them. Kavma's looking for the Gospel too. It's the reason why he came to the island in the first place.GG: really? what's he want with it?Don't know, but he has no more of an idea of where it is that you do. I suggest that you find it before he does.
Jaron leaned back, thinking. He had thought that Kavma had come here because of his little game with he had going on between the two of them. Was it just something Kavma did on the side? He had no idea what to think.
GG: how do i know i should trust you?You don't. ceased pestering gantzGun [GG] at ??:??
... Jaron stood up, staring at the computer with a troubled expression. First his memory was gone, now this. How was he supposed to save an island from destruction when he barely knew who he was? Maybe he should reunite with the others first and tell them about this. Gantz might know something about this gospel, probably... But first... He turned to Alex and held out his hand. "Forgot to introduce myself. I'm Jaron, what's your name?" Okay, so it was an odd conversation starter just after something like that, but he was tired of thinking of this person as 'that guy'. |
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 6, 2011 23:10:29 GMT -5
The hooded figure looked to him a moment, not really sure what to make of his sudden semi-casual greeting. Normally people don't greet each other in such a fashion after such a scene as that...
Still... He couldn't find any reason to mistrust this man... He seemed too... Naieve for him to distrust.
..... After a second, he lowered his head. "... Alex..." He said simply. "... Who are you?"
Shantotto looked to the man taking in his form, and his powers with curiosity. Hmmm... He was certainly an interesting young man.
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 7, 2011 1:00:41 GMT -5
"Well, like I said, I'm Jaron...ummm..." He scratched his head. "Sorry, can't remember my last name. I have amnesia, it's a long story, you see I got robbed by some immortal omnipotent guy wearing a tux and he made me go all over the place playing his games and..." He trailed off as he noticed the look on Alex's face. "Oh, sorry, listen to me, I sound like a total whackjob! Sorry, I guess what I just said was rather unbelievable, wasn't it?"
He was losing him, he could tell. "Well, enough about me, let's talk about you. Your name's Alex? I know a guy named Alex! Well, he prefers to be called Gantz. You know him? Actually..." He examined Alex's face. "I think you actually look like him a bit...maybe..if I squint a little...and he didn't look so tired...hey, no offense, but when was the last time you slept? You look exhausted!"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 7, 2011 9:09:48 GMT -5
To be fairly honest, Alex wasn't sure whether or not to believe the young man's story... but hey he had heard far weirder stuff before. Though he looked at Jaron weird, it was the curious kind of weird...
This of course was followed by Jaron's commentary of how tired he looked. Alex didn't need to be told he looked tired honestly. He felt tired in the worst of situations. ".... I haven't slept since the day I died."
..................................... Yeah, you could tell Jaron didn't see that coming.
"Died did we, you poor little hood,
Led a life that could be considered good?
How is the undead life treating you? as it should?"
Wait what? Alex looked to the tarutaru, taking her in... He SWORE she looked familiar a moment before he shook his head. "No... I'm not undead... See... I died on my quest-bed... Due to this, I've ascended to God-tier... But... since my waking self is dead, and your looking at my dreaming self... I can't sleep... Not without getting... Horrible visions..."
Granted he hadn't actually TRIED sleeping of late, but really, after that one attempt, he wasn't sure he wanted to try again.
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 8, 2011 21:20:30 GMT -5
Jaron was struck dumb by this. And not just by the revelation that Alex had died; he had NO idea what he was talking about, what with dreaming selves and quest beds and god tiers and whatnot...
"...well, you must be the healthiest zombie I've ever seen," he joked, somewhat lamely.
After Alex responded to Shantotto, Jaron crossed his arms, thoughtful. "Well, um...what brings you down here, anyway? Were you with that guy in red?
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 8, 2011 22:12:03 GMT -5
Yes Jaron's commentary was extraordinarily weak... but Alex chuckled regardless. "Heheheh... Nice one... It's.. been a while since I've heard a joke like that... Thanks."
That was when his question came to him. "... No... I've never met him before in my life..." He said this simply as he kept his head lowered. "I... got here through the void."
"The VOID? What preposterousness is this?
None make it through that ever eternal abyss.
Except for me of course clever clever little me,
What makes such an acceptional person thee?"
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Whatever the answer was, you could tell it was bothering him a great deal...
"I'm... I'm the Thief of Void.... I'm a spawn of the void itself... And... And I'm a monster..."
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 9, 2011 1:48:29 GMT -5
Okay, that statement did NOT sit well with Jaron.
"Wait, wait, wait! Monster? Listen, Alex," he began, placing a hand on the other's shoulder, "I know we just met, but you don't seem to be like any monster I've ever seen--" --which isn't saying a lot, seeing as I have amnesia-- "--but if you're a monster, then so am I." His hand flared with healing energy to prove his point. "Just because you have odd powers doesn't automatically make you a demon, right? Now repeat after me: I am not a monster."
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 9, 2011 20:02:56 GMT -5
Alex didn't repeat after Jaron, no matter how much he seemed to insist on it. "You're abilities are magic. Mine are of the void. Those are two entirely different abilities." As he said this, he shook his head. "Listen, I appreciate you trying to help me. But there's no comparison... You saw what I did back there..."
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 11, 2011 23:33:03 GMT -5
Oh, this was going to be difficult. "But--" Jaron looked at Shantotto helplessly for a second, then back to Alex. "So what? We were in danger, it couldn't be avoided, right? Just because you can do something strange doesn't automatically make you a bad person! So what if you have void powers? I know a girl who's just plan scary when fighting people and yet she's the sweetest person I know!" Again, not really saying much, he thought privately. He chose not to mention it. "Listen," said Jaron, "I don't see why you should be putting yourself down like this. You're a good guy, aren't you?" He put a hand on his shoulder. "Come on, try to smile, at least!" After Alex's response-- DING! Jaron jumped. "What now?!" The computer was signaling yet ANOTHER pesterchum. One would be forgiven for thinking that Alex (BOTH of them) gave out their contact information like candy. began pestering gantzGun [GG] at ??:?? : Hello? Is this thing on? |
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 12, 2011 1:59:42 GMT -5
..................... Nope. Not even the smallest of a grin. "I'm sorry... I-" That was when the computer seemed to pick up the new pester... Which was odd since this account number was also unfamiliar... Alex looked at the text unsure what to make of it.... After a moment, he decides to type. : Hello? Is this thing on?GG: We read you loud and clear. Please tell us your chumhandle, and what your reasons are for contacting me. |
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Post by doctorzero on Dec 12, 2011 21:45:57 GMT -5
"But--" Jaron was ignored at Alex checked the computer. He sighed and looked at Shantotto, mouthing, What should I do with him?Just seeing Alex like that really bothered him, yet nothing he said seemed to help cheer him up. Well, maybe after he was done talking to whoever was conta-- Wait a minute... He looked over Alex's shoulder to see the text, intrigued.
GG: We read you loud and clear. Please tell us your chumhandle, and what your reasons are for contacting me.: Chumhandle...? I don't know what that is.
But I caught a signal somewhere, so I guess that was you. Sorry, I don't really know how this thing works...
Oh, almost forgot! My name's Lucas.
LUCAS?!Jaron nearly had a seizure. He shook Alex's shoulder, exclaiming, "I know him! Gimme the computer!" He was pretty frantic. |
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