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Author Topic: Demongate: Wrapping up the Loose Ends.  (Read 696821 times)

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« Reply #2325 on: November 06, 2014, 09:44:07 pm »

I do not like the sound of all this.
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« Reply #2326 on: November 06, 2014, 09:45:33 pm »

And when we fight them back we throw goblins into the pit to make a landing pad for our dwarfs.
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« Reply #2327 on: November 06, 2014, 09:49:00 pm »

Oh, by the way, Demongate is up for induction in the hall of legends, it's just that Monk hasn't updated it in a while, so if you think this story is worth having a permanent link on the front page, go over there and vote for it.

This especially applies to non-players: while it's great to have active players vote for it, it's also nice to know that it has appeal beyond the narrow base of active players and that we aren't just sitting around in a circle writing things that are totally boring and stupid.  If it is, feel free to tell us (or just me, via pm's, if you don't want to offend the other writers).

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« Reply #2328 on: November 07, 2014, 01:01:56 pm »

FallenAngel's brother sits uncomfortably in the dining hall

"I wonder where FallenAngel is. Hiding from the military shouldn't take that long."

A random dwarf walks over

"Ah herd sum commoshun 'round the 'rena, I did. Some sorta dark beastie, it was. Scared me socks off 'n ah had ta get new 'uns. I thot yer brother was 'volved 'ome way."

"Thanks, Urist. You're name is Urist, right?"

"Ah, close 'nuff. 'onestly, ah can 'ardly tell us dwarves apart mahself. Say, son, whatsher name?"

"Risen. RisenDemon. It'd be best not to panic - the two of us had unusual parents. Just call me R."

"'ounds good tah me, son. 'ell, I finished mah meal, back tah work."

"Yeah, I have to return to work, too."

RisenDemon walks to Dantheman's lab and pulls a note out of his pocket

From the notes of FallenAngel IV, Legendary+2 Bodysurfer

"He's always been one with an ego."

I'm afraid I'll have to hide myself. There is a hunt for me. I foresee bad things in the future, so I advise you to take my soul swapping machine and follow the attached directions. No time to question, just go.

"Time to finish up what I've been told to work on..."

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« Reply #2329 on: November 07, 2014, 04:15:44 pm »

A breath was drawn in, then let out: a sigh of triumph, fatigue, and relief.  Higher language code, more easily comprehensible to a dwarf or human than the symbols used for more advanced magic (though the purpose of the code would have remained incomprehensible to most), had been compiled into a form that magic could understand...but the runes needed to be built out of a more stable substance before they were safe to use. High-quality adamant was the obvious candidate; stuff from swordthunders could not be used, for rather obvious reasons. 

The Entity nodded to himself.  It was time to take and analyze some samples from the adamant barrier. 

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« Reply #2330 on: November 08, 2014, 01:03:07 pm »

Yeah about that update...

I'm getting to it...

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« Reply #2331 on: November 08, 2014, 09:06:19 pm »

I added a small bit to the TvTropes page.

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« Reply #2332 on: November 09, 2014, 07:50:46 pm »

The Battle of the Arena, Part Two

The four dwarves pushed past screaming civilians, forcing their way through towards the arena. As they neared the arena, the air itself seemed to become heavier, more oppressive; the shadows became longer, seeming to extend towards them.  Finally, they reached the entrance of the arena, and all four of them stopped in their tracks.

Shadows swirled around the room, causing the torches to seem to flicker in and out as shadows surrounded them.  At the far wall of the arena, a massive demonic form was chained to the wall, bound by chains of pure darkness.  A long, shifting cord of shadows extended out from the center of the demon's chest, latching on to a human figure at the center of the room.

For as horrible as the demon was, the human was somehow the most scary thing in the room.  Her eyes gazed impationately forward towards the four, and there was no emotion behind they eyes, no life.  She raised her arms, the shadows of the room darkening to almost pure blackness, and a humorless smile touched her face, "Welcome, little dwarves, to the last day of your lives."




Brenzen stared at the human, his feet frozen to the ground. He could feel the power radiating off of her, the darkness shrouding the room.  Something in him knew that the ritual was almost complete, that she could summon forth the demons at any time.  He was paralyzed, unable to move: it was hopeless, there was no way to fight this.

Suddenly, he heard a voice whispering to him, "Move, knight.  Do your duty."

The paralysis faded from his limbs, and he glanced around. Thane, Thanatos, and FallenAngel looked at him, waiting for orders. He pulled his pickaxe off of his back, determination setting in his jaw.

"Charge!"




It went wrong almost immediately.

As the dwarves charged forward, Oku's smile became broader, and she stomped one foot on the ground.  The ground under her seemed to be rent assunder, as black steel armor surrounded her body. She reached down into the ground and pulled out a massive sword composed of the same material, easily hefting it in one hand.

Brenzen was the first to reach her, swinging his pickaxe down in an arc.  With impossible speed, Oku dodged to the side, slamming Brenzen off balance with a magic-imbued punch.  Thanatos leaped towards her, but a heavy counterattack forced him backwards, barely able to stop her swings.  Thane brought her hammer down on the woman from behind, only to have Ob Kat glance off the massive steel plates, barely making a dent.  As FallenAngel stabbed his magical blades towards her, Oku whirled around and slammed the flat edge of her sword into his chest, sending him flying into the wall.  He impacted with a sickening crunch, slumping forward and collapsing to the ground.

Attempting to take advantage of distraction, Thanatos lunged forward again, but his sword bounced off of her armor.  The force of the impact almost dislocated with his arm, and while he was off balance Oku's sword flashed around, cutting a deep gash in his side.  He tried to raise his shield to block her next swing, but the slash cut under his guard. He felt his leg crumple beneath him, pain washing over him and almost causing him to black out.




"Where are we going, sir?" Melbil Arbanas asked as the two commanders followed Tarmid up the stairwell.

Tarmid hesitated as they walked, then simply said, "To help".

The three walked in silence into the main part of the fortress, cowering civilians moving quickly out of the way.  Suddenly, Tarmid held out his arm, stopping the other two in their tracks.

"Now what, sir?"

"Now," Tarmid said, staring ahead into the darkness, "we wait."

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« Reply #2333 on: November 09, 2014, 08:06:43 pm »

If you haven't already written up everything, Flame would like to interfere.

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« Reply #2334 on: November 09, 2014, 08:48:23 pm »

Oh, by the way, RisenDemon was working on a dwarven biosuit.
Unlike high-tech ones, it just keeps the wearer alive longer, and, since it was fashioned from the soul-swapper, lets the user swap two people's souls using their hands.
To put it in TvTropes words (it has enhanced my life in an odd way), he might need a Big Damn Heroes moment.
Maybe putting FallenAngel (or someone else, but FallenAngel would be the easiest and safest for soul-swapping) into Oku's body?

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« Reply #2335 on: November 09, 2014, 11:45:08 pm »

People stop trying to mess with my story  >:( :P

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« Reply #2336 on: November 09, 2014, 11:53:17 pm »

People stop trying to mess with my story  >:( :P

Excuse but Vanderhuge needs to hook up with Otu b/c I ship it, is this ok?
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« Reply #2337 on: November 10, 2014, 08:11:11 am »

Oh, by the way, RisenDemon was working on a dwarven biosuit.
Unlike high-tech ones, it just keeps the wearer alive longer, and, since it was fashioned from the soul-swapper, lets the user swap two people's souls using their hands.
To put it in TvTropes words (it has enhanced my life in an odd way), he might need a Big Damn Heroes moment.
Maybe putting FallenAngel (or someone else, but FallenAngel would be the easiest and safest for soul-swapping) into Oku's body?
There are bad ideas roaming the world, each powerful in their own right. Attempting to possess a master of dark magic who serves ancient and powerful demons is a prince among these ideas, reigning over the common 'How hard can it be' and 'Alcohol keeps me alert'.
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« Reply #2338 on: November 10, 2014, 09:07:45 am »

There are bad ideas roaming the world, each powerful in their own right. Attempting to possess a master of dark magic who serves ancient and powerful demons is a prince among these ideas, reigning over the common 'How hard can it be' and 'Alcohol keeps me alert'.
Scratch that, let's shove 'em into a sheep or something. It's perfectly reasonable!

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« Reply #2339 on: November 10, 2014, 07:03:29 pm »

Oh, by the way, RisenDemon was working on a dwarven biosuit.
Unlike high-tech ones, it just keeps the wearer alive longer, and, since it was fashioned from the soul-swapper, lets the user swap two people's souls using their hands.
To put it in TvTropes words (it has enhanced my life in an odd way), he might need a Big Damn Heroes moment.
Maybe putting FallenAngel (or someone else, but FallenAngel would be the easiest and safest for soul-swapping) into Oku's body?

Bit late to try to change the direction of the story...though I would not be opposed to pulling a stupid stunt like trying to bodyswap, to distract the masked one for a split second.


Long-winded ramble in which my dwarf figures out much of the Masked one's plot, too late to stop it completely...but in time to prevent all the adamant everywhere from vanishing. 


A number of adamant slivers sat on a shelf, each the same size, while a single point of eldritch light hung in the center of the room.  The Entity, wearing an artificial (but very convincing) body, grabbed a piece of adamant with a pair of magically insulated pliers, and brought it to contact with the light.

"one...two...three..."

The adamant crumbled into dust, and the Entity wrote the data down. 

Then the next one. "one...two..th-" and it crumbled.

Then the next, and the next, and the next...

"Three seconds", muttered the Entity. "All of them. Three seconds or less.  That's all they last when exposed to the singularity.  They should be lasting much longer than that, the weakest samples should have lasted five seconds.  So why aren't they lasting as long as they should?"

"Rift phenomena depleting the adamant? Unlikely. Those are one of the few things I can reliably detect. Mistake by Armok? Even less likely, that guy is also easy to detect. Complete failure of the entire system?...hold that thought.  Action by one of the demon's creators? Also unlikely, Swordthunders would have detected that kind of disturbance.

"So that leaves mortal and quasi-mortal casters...which means it's either a completely new caster who's figured out how to use adamant as a power source, or it's the maskdwarf. The former is incredibly unlikely a priori, but why in the world would the masked dwarf go and do so straight under my nose?"

"Of course! Nobody else ever figured out how to draw power from adamant, because it has defenses against that sort of thing! But add the spacial distortions I give off...and the defenses weaken. Add in the temporal paradox involving flame, though, and the opportunity should have come much sooner...ah, you needed me to be distracted with one of my projects. "

The Fractal Entity's face took on a grim expression. 

"I know what you're planning now, Masked Dwarf. You're planning to temporarily disconnect the spires from the network, and drain them almost to nothing, counting on me to attack you, triggering a disproportionate emergency response, resulting in a cascading chain reaction failure of all the spires everywhere at once when they try to reconnect...but it won't work."

'you see' thought the Entity to itself, 'I know something you don't: I can draw upon the adamant in Swordthunders to reinforce the adamant here, without damaging space time. I shall likely induce much madness in others by doing so...but space time shall not be further stressed. If space time is not further stressed, then the cascading failure you seek will not occur. Oh, and if you were able to siphon power from adamant indefinitely, you'd have been much, much more subtle about it, escaping my notice until you felt you had the power to challenge me.' 
« Last Edit: November 10, 2014, 07:05:24 pm by fractalman »
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