Mr. Birdbird
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[X]What Could Go Wrong?
You look at the crystals and while they don't look back, you can imagine your companion staring at you curiously. You decide that there's no other option but to test your theory directly and approach the crystals and before your companion can react, grab both of the crystals.
Immediately you hear a sound like roaring flames followed by screaming winds, a grinding scream rips through the world of connections and you see flashes of colour and noise.
As it turns out, trying to grab two unknown crystals with your bare hands is not a very good idea, especially when one of them was a creation of the shard's defense system. The last thing you see is some rather pretty lights and a rather disappointed look on your new companion's face as your brain turns into a very fine sludge.
Bad End: 4 - Data Feedback Error
Conjured Blade: Come on... you said it in red we were going to call a vote here. Let's call the vote here?
Louise: I won't do it. Did you even have a plan for the Cortical Stack reload more specific then Kiana going back to Extropia? Or her and Aldrick dying in unexplained accidents? It gets the audience back in the action quicker, and I liked your other plan more anyway. And if anyone in the audience tries to claim Knox's 8th here, I'll say this in red. The title of the previous update was a complete description of what the Creature did to create that domain. The pointer to the shard was linked to myself and the Nightfall's Mirror code as a source of assets, and the shard did the rest of the work.
Conjured Blade: You too Gideon?
*Louise makes a motion with her wand behind Blade*
Gideon020: She has a point.
Conjured Blade: Fine. I can see when I'm outvoted. Let's switch over to the other fragment.
[X]A Proper Plan Of Action
You blink as you shake your head and the creature tilts it's smoky head at you. You return your attention to the crystals and wonder about the nature of the link domain you're currently presiding in. If your theory is correct...
You attempt to use a table leg to carve a message telling you not to think of a Gold Crystal for Earth, a Green Crystal for Wind, and a Blue Crystal for Water appearing with the black crystal in the center. The floor doesn't give.
Your eyes flutter open and you pout at the failure, "Blast." You don't fail to notice the way the Black Crystal shimmered at the word as the creature floats nearer to you.
"What are you doing/attempting/trying?" It asks in a voice like a smith's filigree hammer on a sword, curious and interested.
"Ah." You blink as you regard it, "I had a theory that my Fire Affinity is linked to the Red Crystal and the Black Crystal is related to the Void." You wave your hand at the Black Sun floating in the distance, "Then perhaps I could create crystals that tapped into other affinities." You look at the creature and it looks back, before shaking it's head with a giggle of tinkling steel.
"Admirable/Respectable/Creative, but flawed/wrong/incorrect. Cannot express affinities not present in DNA-encoding, only what is already present/available. Only possess Fire and Void encoding." It drifts over to the crystals, "No options other than these two."
Well, that was disappointing, but not completely unexpected. You doubt that touching those crystals with your bare hands is a good idea, so you look around and notice the four table legs and swiftly walk over to pick them up. As you walk back to the crystals, you regard one pair of legs and have a spark of inspiration. Placing two on the ground, you hold the remaining two pieces end to end and imagine them being bound by chains. Before your eyes, fine silvery chains stitch themselves into the legs and bind them tightly together, a pair of small swords locking them into place.
Moving over to the crystals, you find that they don't quite reach, and repeat your actions with the remaining two legs while the creature watches as the legs are bound together. It makes a small screech of steel tearing that you can easily tell is curious and slightly confused.
You smile at it, "Be ready. If this works, I want you to trip up the shadow so I can catch it." It nods and settles down into position as the shadow races past you on a path of flame circling overhead, laughing.
You ignore it in favour of placing the improvised pole between the two crystals and immediately you see some form of reaction between the two crystals; wisps of energy arcing from them and into the pole, intensifying as you bring it closer. The Black Sun is also reacting, pulsing slightly as flares of energy ripple across its surface, becoming steadily more violent.
Then, as you touch the ends of the pole to each crystal, it happens. An awful, ear-aching grinding sounds through out the link domain as a part of a distant shifting path explodes in a blast of black fire between you and the sun. While the Black Sun is distracted, your companion launches into action, chains lashing upward beyond the limits of physical possibility across the paths of shadow and flame to wrap around the ankle of the running shadow as it stutters and jumps, before yanking hard. As it goes flying and slams face-first into the path, the crystals crack.
And then they explode, catching you full on with a small, but fiery explosion that sends you flying backwards to land on your back gasping in agony as the flames force their way into your body, burning black as pitch as they force themselves through your skin, your eyes, ears, nose and mouth.
You lie there convulsing in excruciating pain before it finally subsides and you gingerly get to your feet, feeling there's a forge inside your blood, before taking a deep breath and approach the prone form of your shadow, diverted here by the shifting paths, the Black Sun dormant, while your companion holds it down in its chains.
As you approach, it looks up at you with eyes made of stars, "You will not corrupt me, you will not defy the W̷ͫ̽̓ͨ̇ͥͨ̏͆ͬͥͭ̃ͧͥͤ̀҉͚̬̳̲̳̝̯̦i̧̦͓̮͈̤ͩͫ̒̂͢ͅļ̶̴̝̦͓͌̌ͯ̾̌̍͟l̶̛̠͔̙̱ͬ̓̔ͮ͛̅ͩ̂ͤ̒̔͆ͬ̍͐͘͠ ̑̒̐͒̎̀̽҉͟͏͈̭̣̙̩̱̖̫̞̰͈̣̖͖ơ̸̙̰̭̹͕͇͉̠̯̱̼͍̻̜̗̪̍́̏ͭ̚͞͠͞f̸̛̝͇͔̥̗͕͙͑ͬ̽ͩ̂̑ͣͧ̀͡ ̧͈͍̻͒̄ͥ̒̍̏ͬ̈́ͤ̏̎̽͠O̧͎̘̞̜̣ͬ̋̒ͭ͗̈̓ͭ̔ͤ͞ͅͅD̸̴̴̢̖͕̝̫͈̤͔͈ͨ͑ͤ̽ͦ͑ͣ̇̈̀ͨ̀ͮ̿̏I͙̻̖͈̝͎̤͖̟͛̀ͧͣͯ̋̆̌ͮͭͫ́͋͋ͪͩ̚͘Ń̴̠̗͎̯̟̫̹̫̼͙͇̖͈̤̥͉̼͚̊͆̓͒ͪͣ̚͢ nor will you defeat r̽ͭ̐̊͛̾̆ͫ͑̄̒̔̀̓́̓͌̄҉͠҉͇̞͙͙͔͇̯͈̩̱̗͢o͖͖̼̭̝̖̪͔̰̎͆̈́ͯͪ̌̒͒͘͢p̸͓̦̻͚͔͔͎͑̂̈́ͦͨ̌ͧͧ͞ê̢͈̬̤̦͖̖̼̫̻̲̗̱̋͐͛͜͞ ̨̧̦͓̬̬̮̳͛ͬ̓͗ͥͫ̈̕ǫ̸̡͔̲͔̞͐͂̾ͦ́̈́ͥ̋̑͊̒̍͒̑̍̑̂̔f̨̨̹͚̝̜̤̖͍̩̘̳̳̠͖͓͗͌ͧ̽̇ͧͩͨͮ̔ͯ͛͒̐͊̚͜͞ ̷̜͉̱̻̼̳̄͐̍̍ͭ̔ͫͦ̓̊̀͘͞͞ţ̵̣̹̯̘̱̳͚̱̺̠̘̝̪̠̘͓̖̯̿͛́̏ͫ̒ͫ̑͊͑͢ḣ̶̵ͩ͐͊̍̎ͫ̒͂̂ͦͫ͛͒̚͏̜̼͍̙̩̬͎͇̪̭̰e̛̛̱͍͍̼̱̦̰̰̗̤̻͎̦̪̮̪̤͆ͭͤ͂̏͗͐ͣ̈͆ͯ͌̈̿̊͟͠͡ͅ ̵͇͍̻̦͓̦̲̖̤͍͎̯͈̔̌̊̃̏̈́ͯ̉̔̃̋̏̃ͦ́͢͜͡N̷̴̸̘̠͖͎̻̰͙̭̞̮̻͎̦̳͓̦̣ͥ͌̍̊ͣͬ̍̐ͦͥ̔ͮ͑̊̕O̸̡̟͇̰̣̗̗͚̟̹̮͚̫̩͈̺͚̝̘͊̈̂̐ͨ̅̅̍̀̚͜͠Ȑ̛̥͇͙͈̙̩̪̥̻̦͇͉̩̌̏͌̿̎͛ͪͦ̑ͭͦ̂̃͘ͅN̡̧̧̛͔̺̞̩̗̮̟͋̀ͧͤͅS̃ͣͨ̒̑̓͌̿̅ͦ͑͒̌̊͂̒̈͠͝͝͏̶͉̞̗̬̮̞̫̫̥̭͔͕̘̟̳̺͖ before your world falls, o p̈͂̔̎̋̑̌̐͐ͭͧ̓҉͙̝͈̯̞͘ǘ̡̫͉͍̩̲ͦ̊̾̓͑̏ͨ̎́͟͞p̴ͦ̒ͤ̈̆̏̉̓̇̉͊́̀҉̹͎̤̟̮̝̝̟͈̠̙̩͈̙͢p̸̷͍̦̠̖͇̺͐̇̃ͬͥ̿͋́͡e̷̢̯̠̝̱̘̞̖̟ͫ̋ͥͧ́̈́̑̈́̓ͮͥ̿ͣͤ̆̉̆́́͝ͅẗ̸̬̪̮͈̗̩̮̺̦̬̠͇̝͙́̑ͭ͒̌̉̍͋͂̓̀̀ ̗̤̼̻̫͍̋̆͂͂̒̎ͮ̄̾͌̂̋ͩͬ͛ͧ͒ͥ̕͜͝o̴̡͔̪͉̪̠͈͉̣͕̠͙̳͉̙͍̯͊ͪ͑̿͊̏̀́̚͟f̧̛̛͍̦̱̪͔͉̻̠͎̲̬͇̟̮͛̂́͋͋́̀͡ ̵̣̬̝̤̞̩͌ͮ́ͤ̇̊͋̒̋̉͐́͘͟ͅS̓͛̃ͦ҉̬̙̮̫̬̳̰̖̬̜̰̺̬̬̗͝ͅͅǨ̶̷̟̖̠̱͇̠̗͓̬͉̺̳̼̩ͩͧ͑͗̾̽͐̓͌̿̊̋̆ͭͣ̔ͤ͝R̸͎͓̼̺͙̗͇̝̬̮͚̲̭̱̥͈̫̖ͭ͛̄͆ͬͦͪ͒͢͠Y̴͈̺̜͒̃͋͐ͩͤͦ̄́͜M̷̷̸̟̭̥̫̫̭͍͈̰̱̽͑̎̄̀̽͢I̠̗͖͔̫̪̲̩͕̣̩̻͚̰̣̲̯͋̏͋͋̋͛̑̋̎͞͠͠R̨̅̉ͦ͋͐̈́̑ͭ̄̿ͪ͛͑ͣ̑ͨ͟͝͏̞̗̙̹̟̼̗͎̘̭̥!"
You regard your shadow, privately filing away that information. These names, perhaps they relate to the suspected lord of the Anathema?
Still, that is a matter for another time. What should you say to your shadow now that you've caught it?
[]Question your Shadow(Write-in)
[]Overpower your Shadow.
[]Destroy your Shadow and absorb it.
[]Something Else?(Write-in)
You look at the crystals and while they don't look back, you can imagine your companion staring at you curiously. You decide that there's no other option but to test your theory directly and approach the crystals and before your companion can react, grab both of the crystals.
Immediately you hear a sound like roaring flames followed by screaming winds, a grinding scream rips through the world of connections and you see flashes of colour and noise.
As it turns out, trying to grab two unknown crystals with your bare hands is not a very good idea, especially when one of them was a creation of the shard's defense system. The last thing you see is some rather pretty lights and a rather disappointed look on your new companion's face as your brain turns into a very fine sludge.
Bad End: 4 - Data Feedback Error
Conjured Blade: Come on... you said it in red we were going to call a vote here. Let's call the vote here?
Louise: I won't do it. Did you even have a plan for the Cortical Stack reload more specific then Kiana going back to Extropia? Or her and Aldrick dying in unexplained accidents? It gets the audience back in the action quicker, and I liked your other plan more anyway. And if anyone in the audience tries to claim Knox's 8th here, I'll say this in red. The title of the previous update was a complete description of what the Creature did to create that domain. The pointer to the shard was linked to myself and the Nightfall's Mirror code as a source of assets, and the shard did the rest of the work.
Conjured Blade: You too Gideon?
*Louise makes a motion with her wand behind Blade*
Gideon020: She has a point.
Conjured Blade: Fine. I can see when I'm outvoted. Let's switch over to the other fragment.
[X]A Proper Plan Of Action
You blink as you shake your head and the creature tilts it's smoky head at you. You return your attention to the crystals and wonder about the nature of the link domain you're currently presiding in. If your theory is correct...
You attempt to use a table leg to carve a message telling you not to think of a Gold Crystal for Earth, a Green Crystal for Wind, and a Blue Crystal for Water appearing with the black crystal in the center. The floor doesn't give.
Your eyes flutter open and you pout at the failure, "Blast." You don't fail to notice the way the Black Crystal shimmered at the word as the creature floats nearer to you.
"What are you doing/attempting/trying?" It asks in a voice like a smith's filigree hammer on a sword, curious and interested.
"Ah." You blink as you regard it, "I had a theory that my Fire Affinity is linked to the Red Crystal and the Black Crystal is related to the Void." You wave your hand at the Black Sun floating in the distance, "Then perhaps I could create crystals that tapped into other affinities." You look at the creature and it looks back, before shaking it's head with a giggle of tinkling steel.
"Admirable/Respectable/Creative, but flawed/wrong/incorrect. Cannot express affinities not present in DNA-encoding, only what is already present/available. Only possess Fire and Void encoding." It drifts over to the crystals, "No options other than these two."
Well, that was disappointing, but not completely unexpected. You doubt that touching those crystals with your bare hands is a good idea, so you look around and notice the four table legs and swiftly walk over to pick them up. As you walk back to the crystals, you regard one pair of legs and have a spark of inspiration. Placing two on the ground, you hold the remaining two pieces end to end and imagine them being bound by chains. Before your eyes, fine silvery chains stitch themselves into the legs and bind them tightly together, a pair of small swords locking them into place.
Moving over to the crystals, you find that they don't quite reach, and repeat your actions with the remaining two legs while the creature watches as the legs are bound together. It makes a small screech of steel tearing that you can easily tell is curious and slightly confused.
You smile at it, "Be ready. If this works, I want you to trip up the shadow so I can catch it." It nods and settles down into position as the shadow races past you on a path of flame circling overhead, laughing.
You ignore it in favour of placing the improvised pole between the two crystals and immediately you see some form of reaction between the two crystals; wisps of energy arcing from them and into the pole, intensifying as you bring it closer. The Black Sun is also reacting, pulsing slightly as flares of energy ripple across its surface, becoming steadily more violent.
Then, as you touch the ends of the pole to each crystal, it happens. An awful, ear-aching grinding sounds through out the link domain as a part of a distant shifting path explodes in a blast of black fire between you and the sun. While the Black Sun is distracted, your companion launches into action, chains lashing upward beyond the limits of physical possibility across the paths of shadow and flame to wrap around the ankle of the running shadow as it stutters and jumps, before yanking hard. As it goes flying and slams face-first into the path, the crystals crack.
And then they explode, catching you full on with a small, but fiery explosion that sends you flying backwards to land on your back gasping in agony as the flames force their way into your body, burning black as pitch as they force themselves through your skin, your eyes, ears, nose and mouth.
You lie there convulsing in excruciating pain before it finally subsides and you gingerly get to your feet, feeling there's a forge inside your blood, before taking a deep breath and approach the prone form of your shadow, diverted here by the shifting paths, the Black Sun dormant, while your companion holds it down in its chains.
As you approach, it looks up at you with eyes made of stars, "You will not corrupt me, you will not defy the W̷ͫ̽̓ͨ̇ͥͨ̏͆ͬͥͭ̃ͧͥͤ̀҉͚̬̳̲̳̝̯̦i̧̦͓̮͈̤ͩͫ̒̂͢ͅļ̶̴̝̦͓͌̌ͯ̾̌̍͟l̶̛̠͔̙̱ͬ̓̔ͮ͛̅ͩ̂ͤ̒̔͆ͬ̍͐͘͠ ̑̒̐͒̎̀̽҉͟͏͈̭̣̙̩̱̖̫̞̰͈̣̖͖ơ̸̙̰̭̹͕͇͉̠̯̱̼͍̻̜̗̪̍́̏ͭ̚͞͠͞f̸̛̝͇͔̥̗͕͙͑ͬ̽ͩ̂̑ͣͧ̀͡ ̧͈͍̻͒̄ͥ̒̍̏ͬ̈́ͤ̏̎̽͠O̧͎̘̞̜̣ͬ̋̒ͭ͗̈̓ͭ̔ͤ͞ͅͅD̸̴̴̢̖͕̝̫͈̤͔͈ͨ͑ͤ̽ͦ͑ͣ̇̈̀ͨ̀ͮ̿̏I͙̻̖͈̝͎̤͖̟͛̀ͧͣͯ̋̆̌ͮͭͫ́͋͋ͪͩ̚͘Ń̴̠̗͎̯̟̫̹̫̼͙͇̖͈̤̥͉̼͚̊͆̓͒ͪͣ̚͢ nor will you defeat r̽ͭ̐̊͛̾̆ͫ͑̄̒̔̀̓́̓͌̄҉͠҉͇̞͙͙͔͇̯͈̩̱̗͢o͖͖̼̭̝̖̪͔̰̎͆̈́ͯͪ̌̒͒͘͢p̸͓̦̻͚͔͔͎͑̂̈́ͦͨ̌ͧͧ͞ê̢͈̬̤̦͖̖̼̫̻̲̗̱̋͐͛͜͞ ̨̧̦͓̬̬̮̳͛ͬ̓͗ͥͫ̈̕ǫ̸̡͔̲͔̞͐͂̾ͦ́̈́ͥ̋̑͊̒̍͒̑̍̑̂̔f̨̨̹͚̝̜̤̖͍̩̘̳̳̠͖͓͗͌ͧ̽̇ͧͩͨͮ̔ͯ͛͒̐͊̚͜͞ ̷̜͉̱̻̼̳̄͐̍̍ͭ̔ͫͦ̓̊̀͘͞͞ţ̵̣̹̯̘̱̳͚̱̺̠̘̝̪̠̘͓̖̯̿͛́̏ͫ̒ͫ̑͊͑͢ḣ̶̵ͩ͐͊̍̎ͫ̒͂̂ͦͫ͛͒̚͏̜̼͍̙̩̬͎͇̪̭̰e̛̛̱͍͍̼̱̦̰̰̗̤̻͎̦̪̮̪̤͆ͭͤ͂̏͗͐ͣ̈͆ͯ͌̈̿̊͟͠͡ͅ ̵͇͍̻̦͓̦̲̖̤͍͎̯͈̔̌̊̃̏̈́ͯ̉̔̃̋̏̃ͦ́͢͜͡N̷̴̸̘̠͖͎̻̰͙̭̞̮̻͎̦̳͓̦̣ͥ͌̍̊ͣͬ̍̐ͦͥ̔ͮ͑̊̕O̸̡̟͇̰̣̗̗͚̟̹̮͚̫̩͈̺͚̝̘͊̈̂̐ͨ̅̅̍̀̚͜͠Ȑ̛̥͇͙͈̙̩̪̥̻̦͇͉̩̌̏͌̿̎͛ͪͦ̑ͭͦ̂̃͘ͅN̡̧̧̛͔̺̞̩̗̮̟͋̀ͧͤͅS̃ͣͨ̒̑̓͌̿̅ͦ͑͒̌̊͂̒̈͠͝͝͏̶͉̞̗̬̮̞̫̫̥̭͔͕̘̟̳̺͖ before your world falls, o p̈͂̔̎̋̑̌̐͐ͭͧ̓҉͙̝͈̯̞͘ǘ̡̫͉͍̩̲ͦ̊̾̓͑̏ͨ̎́͟͞p̴ͦ̒ͤ̈̆̏̉̓̇̉͊́̀҉̹͎̤̟̮̝̝̟͈̠̙̩͈̙͢p̸̷͍̦̠̖͇̺͐̇̃ͬͥ̿͋́͡e̷̢̯̠̝̱̘̞̖̟ͫ̋ͥͧ́̈́̑̈́̓ͮͥ̿ͣͤ̆̉̆́́͝ͅẗ̸̬̪̮͈̗̩̮̺̦̬̠͇̝͙́̑ͭ͒̌̉̍͋͂̓̀̀ ̗̤̼̻̫͍̋̆͂͂̒̎ͮ̄̾͌̂̋ͩͬ͛ͧ͒ͥ̕͜͝o̴̡͔̪͉̪̠͈͉̣͕̠͙̳͉̙͍̯͊ͪ͑̿͊̏̀́̚͟f̧̛̛͍̦̱̪͔͉̻̠͎̲̬͇̟̮͛̂́͋͋́̀͡ ̵̣̬̝̤̞̩͌ͮ́ͤ̇̊͋̒̋̉͐́͘͟ͅS̓͛̃ͦ҉̬̙̮̫̬̳̰̖̬̜̰̺̬̬̗͝ͅͅǨ̶̷̟̖̠̱͇̠̗͓̬͉̺̳̼̩ͩͧ͑͗̾̽͐̓͌̿̊̋̆ͭͣ̔ͤ͝R̸͎͓̼̺͙̗͇̝̬̮͚̲̭̱̥͈̫̖ͭ͛̄͆ͬͦͪ͒͢͠Y̴͈̺̜͒̃͋͐ͩͤͦ̄́͜M̷̷̸̟̭̥̫̫̭͍͈̰̱̽͑̎̄̀̽͢I̠̗͖͔̫̪̲̩͕̣̩̻͚̰̣̲̯͋̏͋͋̋͛̑̋̎͞͠͠R̨̅̉ͦ͋͐̈́̑ͭ̄̿ͪ͛͑ͣ̑ͨ͟͝͏̞̗̙̹̟̼̗͎̘̭̥!"
You regard your shadow, privately filing away that information. These names, perhaps they relate to the suspected lord of the Anathema?
Still, that is a matter for another time. What should you say to your shadow now that you've caught it?
[]Question your Shadow(Write-in)
[]Overpower your Shadow.
[]Destroy your Shadow and absorb it.
[]Something Else?(Write-in)
