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[wierd]

"You cannot destroy the concept of death, foolish beast..." she laughed. "For your very being personifies the truth of my existence!"

The creature was nothing more than yet another way to die, a revelation catalyzed by the raging truths that had cemented her as the single, only, true manifestation of that force. 'Waveform collapse', the mortal called it. 'The result of observing the super position.' Oh, she would bless this mortal forever. No other avatar could have gifted her with such power! Endless realms opened to her, so many beings, dying. In a single stroke, he had shown her how to consume an endless number of death gods, and now all were her.

With a laugh, she sang the creature before her out of existence. Death was hers, and hers alone.

[WillowLuman]

[Saved from triple post by ZTG ninja]

Oliolli looked out over the pavilion, over the city from atop the City Hall. He saw it all only for a fraction of a second, though, before the explosion. The noise transcended sound; it was too loud to be heard. It merely shook the entire body, down to the smallest particle, in such a way that you felt the immense power. The great mountain in the southern horizon... vanished. Like all the stone of it had suddenly transformed into smoke.

He could not tell how long it was. Hours, minutes, seconds. In the unknowable interval of time, the great wall of smoke washed over the city, rushing towards him over the square of people. The pyroclastic flow struck the wall of the Hall, surged up over the roof. Oliolli closed his eyes as it washed over him...

He blinked. He stood within the dome of the building, everything in total darkness. His eyes could see, though. Ash casts littered the floor that showed all the important people on the balcony in their final moments, having fled indoors to escape the storm. Futile. The archway out onto the great balcony was completely blocked with ash-stone.

[Almost done here, Oliolli. One more post about this story and you'll be free]

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

Hey wierd, can you tone it down a bit?  I meant for this to be difficult, and you are currently making it too easy.

[WillowLuman]

"You cannot destroy the concept of death, foolish beast..." she laughed. "For your very being personifies the truth of my existence!"

The creature was nothing more than yet another way to die, a revelation catalyzed by the raging truths that had cemented her as the single, only, true manifestation of that force. 'Waveform collapse', the mortal called it. 'The result of observing the super position.' Oh, she would bless this mortal forever. No other avatar could have gifted her with such power! Endless realms opened to her, so many beings, dying. In a single stroke, he had shown her how to consume an endless number of death gods, and now all were here.

With a laugh, she sang the creature before her out of existence. Death was hers, and hers alone.

[She would lose her personality, though. Cease to have a gender. All aspects of her would be purged, except for Death. This threatens the world just as much, you know, throwing the spiritual pecking order out of whack.]

Sorry, but both of you need to tone it down a bit.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

A spectre appeared in front of Death.  Death attempted to destroy it, but the attack was ineffective.  The spectre before her spoke.

"Death?  Bah, I am the embodiment of Black Mana.  Death falls under my domain."

Forced to do it, because wierd's death is out of control.

"You cannot destroy the concept of death, foolish beast..." she laughed. "For your very being personifies the truth of my existence!"

The creature was nothing more than yet another way to die, a revelation catalyzed by the raging truths that had cemented her as the single, only, true manifestation of that force. 'Waveform collapse', the mortal called it. 'The result of observing the super position.' Oh, she would bless this mortal forever. No other avatar could have gifted her with such power! Endless realms opened to her, so many beings, dying. In a single stroke, he had shown her how to consume an endless number of death gods, and now all were here.

With a laugh, she sang the creature before her out of existence. Death was hers, and hers alone.

[She would lose her personality, though. Cease to have a gender. All aspects of her would be purged, except for Death. This threatens the world just as much, you know, throwing the spiritual pecking order out of whack.]

Sorry, but both of you need to tone it down a bit.

I WAS going to keep it low!  I wanted this to be difficult, but solvable, but wierd is pushing me to where I don't want this to go!

[wierd]

Heheheheh. Don't mess with the king of the deus-ex-machina friends.

I flesh out my characters as far as possible. The only way to stop Nir, is to prove she isn't what she percieves herself to be.

What makes you think she is going to uphold her end of the bargain?

[WillowLuman]

A spectre appeared in front of Death.  Death attempted to destroy it, but the attack was ineffective.  The spectre before her spoke.

"Death?  Bah, I am the embodiment of Black Mana.  Death falls under my domain."

Forced to do it, because wierd's death is out of control.

Not forced. I will bring it under control, in a way that won't break the setting, and after some discussion. This is just going to push this further from DF and more into MTG. /Meta

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

A spectre appeared in front of Death.  Death attempted to destroy it, but the attack was ineffective.  The spectre before her spoke.

"Death?  Bah, I am the embodiment of Black Mana.  Death falls under my domain."

Forced to do it, because wierd's death is out of control.

Not forced. I will bring it under control, in a way that won't break the setting. This is just going to push this further from DF and more into MTG.

Read my edit.

[wierd]

Sorry ZTG.. but I warned you not to step on death's toes.

Death is usually a patient force. It doesn't need to act overtly 99.9% of the time. Everything that can die, eventually does. Death knows that.

It only gets bitchy when people walk on its toes. It's perfectly happy, as long as you don't dirty the rug.

[WillowLuman]

Just trust me. I have a solution ready. Please, no one jump the gun while I type it.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

She smiled.

"I know for a fact..." she said, "that there are whole universes where mana does not even exist. Yet, there is still death. Explain that one, my dear one...."

Mana is energy. Energy is what holds universes together.  And READ THE EDIT!  I struck that out!

[WillowLuman]

[Mana is what holds the MTG Multiverse together. Different Multiverses have different rules for how their universes work. I would rather not have the cosmology of MTG forced upon the entire setting, please.]

[wierd]

I edited.. but just to correct, mana is what holds MTG universes together.

Our universe, for example, is held together by statistics. That's the real underpinning behind quantum mechanics, and why einstein hated it. The whole "god doesn't play dice with the universe" bit. But yet, it has been experimentally verified several times.

No magic. Just consequences.

[WillowLuman]

I've read the edit ZTG, don't worry. If I can just type something without getting ninja'd by further escalation of the scope of the conflict..

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

[Mana is what holds the MTG Multiverse together. Different Multiverses have different rules for how their universes work. I would rather not have the cosmology of MTG forced upon the entire setting, please.]

Mana is just another name for energy.  As I said in the edit of that post.

Sorry ZTG.. but I warned you not to step on death's toes.

Death is usually a patient force. It doesn't need to act overtly 99.9% of the time. Everything that can die, eventually does. Death knows that.

It only gets bitchy when people walk on its toes. It's perfectly happy, as long as you don't dirty the rug.

How did I step on death's toes?  The phyrexians cause death, and are not immortal.  I don't see the problem.

I've read the edit ZTG, don't worry. If I can just type something without getting ninja'd by further escalation of the scope of the conflict..

Sorry for this post...

Speculation Below

I am thinking that Armok is not liking what Death is doing.  Yes, he does like blood, but I would say that Armok would also like seeing what causes the blood, and death is only winking out the existence of the beings, which is boring.  I also figure he likes seeing the building efforts, knowing that all the work is for nothing.

Just trust me. I have a solution ready. Please, no one jump the gun while I type it.

Hugo, just don't end this entire sequence with it.  I have something very, VERY specific in mind.  This thing of Wierd almost killed it and I don't want it happening again.