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Offline Leonard T. Scott

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Re: Mission 1.5 To Live and Die in the Name of Mog!
« Reply #165 on: October 31, 2016, 08:17:30 pm »
[Catrin and Kitty - Shallow Cave]

Catrin dropped to her knees beside Leo, holding him close and near to tears. Kitty stood near stunned by the display of emotion she just witnessed.

"Oi, Flyboy. This is no time to take a nap." Her words were at odds with her gentle tone as she brushed his hair off his forehead. She had suspected his feelings for a while now, but now it seemed much more real to her. "I'm not gonna carry you back to the others. Skinny as you are, you're still too heavy."

"Why would he do that... To protect us? He's a human." Kitty mused out loud, as much to herself as her counterpart. She walked over to the unconscious mirror Scott. "This one's not worth the oxygen his existence wastes." With that, she aimed a kick right to his core, fueled by past transgressions he had committed.

Catrin winced. "I couldn't tell you what experiences he lived to create the person he is today. But if deep down he is anything like my Leo, he has the capacity to be a great man."

[Shallow Cave - Scott Nega-Scott]

Scott woke up and stood. It took a little bit to regain his bearings. Once he realized what was going on, he heard a thunderous voice.

[Mog]

The titanic, disembodied, ego cared nothing for T'Lara's displeasure with the universe at him being given powers. He was MOG and thus was deserving.
Roared the petulant booming voice of the cosmic being, anger now evident in excess.

A great, round, pillar of pure lightning stuck the ground and before them stood a bizarre looking alien with an exposed brain and armor. It stood at least 20 feet tall. Around it shimmered and flickered a vaguely orange shield with a radius of about 10 feet.
He bellowed, though the voice was as before, booming from all places and shaking the very ground below them. The storm continued to rage.

"I, MOG, HAVE CHOSEN A FORM MOST HORRIFYING. YOURS IS THE JOB TO QUAKE! MOG IS THE ONE WHO WILL DEEEESTROY YOU! THIS IS NOT MOG'S TRUE FORM, AS MOG POSESSES A POWER BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION! THIS IS MEERLY A MANIFESTATION I HAVE DRAWN FROM YOUR COLLECTIVE MINDS TO SHOW YOU THE FUTILITY OF YOUR ACTIONS! NOW KNEEL BEFORE MOG AND ACCEPT YOUR FATE! KNEEEEEEL!

Looks like we need to get back to the crew. I can lead us there.

It was at this point LT had regained consciousness.

Bloody hell, let's get oot of here. Sounds like this Mog fella is the real enemy. I'll help for a bit.

LT realized it was useless to fight any further with his counterpart. This scrape had become something of a turning point in his life.

The motley crew made their way to the rest of the prime crew. They arrived in time for the finale.


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Re: Mission 1.5 To Live and Die in the Name of Mog!
« Reply #166 on: November 01, 2016, 06:35:02 pm »
[Mog- Battlefield]

Boomed the voice in all directions, though it felt more like it was being defensive than impressive.

T'Lara was not wrong- Mog, for all it's power, was not willing to accept that maybe mortals were not as violent as they were made out to be. It was clearly looking for a confirmation of its existing biases, not open to changing its mind.

The spear lodged in it's brain but no blood came. Just a static-filled discharge, not unlike a blown transformer spraying grey sparks. Race's attack had the same effect, though it seemed like it had some effect- just not a significant one. Like being slapped lightly, not like it had a spear though it's head. The spear dissolved moments later, like it was a glitched out element of a holodeck.



From Mog's hand arched a pale orange series of sparks that repelled mirror Dyllan several feet- like a great force throwing him. There was an effortlessness about how Mog's avatar did this.

The pale orange shield around him did not permit Ash entry It was solid and caused a dull numbing sensation.




[Constance- Battlefield]
Constance's mind was running in high gear. This was... a puzzle. An ethical/moral one but... a puzzle.

She said calmly, almost like a mother patiently scolding a child.



Mog's avatar ceased moving and looked at the Captain from the Prime universe.


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