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1 yr ago
Current I still like to come by and leave a flower here sometimes.
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3 yrs ago
Hey remember when this site didn't have 3 tabs in the IC threads? Crazy.
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5 yrs ago
I feel like Myriad Reality is somehow the secret glue holding this entire site together
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6 yrs ago
People like to nudge aside the fact that there's a level of commitment to hosting, and joining an RP. The majority of players don't have it in either case, regardless of how interesting an idea is.
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6 yrs ago
I've been gone so long that I forgot what the status bar was like. It's like coming back to an old apartment, except it's not an apartment anymore, it's just two walls and a lot of heroine addicts.
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?

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Ohh I need to look through this an decide whether or not to join.

Assuming apps are still open.
"Wrong again! Wrong again! Stupid boy!" Vale cackled, plugging his nose, "I don't want to catch it, no no! Not now! Genesis Orgin Deity, please, if you could, if you would?" He begged, bowing and bending his knees.

"There will be no fight here," Geode said, confidently, "I've already won." Geode rose his hand and emptied the room of oxygen in one swift move.

"Vacuum."Geode hummed. Vale gasped and fell over, pulling at his neck for a few seconds, before turning his body towards Jenso, and smiling.

"Just kidding," He muttered, flipping back onto his feet and crossing his arms, "I don't need ..o b..at.." It was happening quick. As the room emptied of all oxygen, air, and atmosphere, Vale's voice was choked out. Even if he didn't need to breath, sound wouldn't travel any longer in this room.
~ Chapter 128 ~

Puddy In My Hands


Vale began to chuckle silently as Geode continued. Whispering things to himself as he stood, his cloak torn and his body scarred. His arm had grown back from his fight with Bruce, and his entire chest, mouth, and neck areas were stained with fresh blood.

"And now, you've delivered yourself to my feet," Geode mocked, clenching his right fist shut, "The ultimate battery, the weapon to be used against the Order of Chaos. Our Golden Hero." Geode chuckled and shook his head. "I've stalled for just enough time."
Geode narrowed his eyes at the heroes' ignorant retorts. "Again, you assume too much of me. You know nothing of how I feel, or where I come from." Geode glared at Oz first.

"I have not become anything. This is what I am, superior. The elementals, the humans, it was all an experiment to advance my own understanding of the three energies that make up this world. You ask for a revelation? I shall give you one," Geode spat, raising his orb above his head and standing tall once more, "There is no light in the end. There is only void. The shadowed energies that pick and choose only the worth to control its power. The void is the ultimate god of reality, dictating those who are allowed to understand its fabric by one simple rule."

"Power"
"Power"

"Hypocrite that you are, you claim that I cannot be allowed to live if I am a threat, when the very same principal applies to the actions that I am taking this very instant." Geode's orb glowed dimly. "The extermination of humanity, it is not to purge darkness and evils. It is to create a perfect race, capable of judgement that is on par with my own. A race of ultimate beings that can advance my understanding of the multiverse. A race like the Metalix, who had evolved to eradicate their own Ki for the sake of peace, and progress. Even if it takes a thousand attempts, I aim to create that which can offer me unlimited knowledge." Geode's eyes flashed. "Light? Who could be bothered with such an irrelevant and meaningless lie? Professional cowardice, that is all you have claim to. You use your power to remain stagnant, and defend idiots. You use your power to hide from your own insecurities and bury your heads in the dirt like worthless stones. If I allowed your demonstrably inadequate intelligence to persist, your race will continue to be nothing more than a threat to my very being. Even if I cooperate. Even if I were to show your people love." Geode lowered his hands and glared at Jenso.

"Unlike you humans, I am not stupid. I do not deal in half measures. I do not subscribe to fantasy. I do not indulge in hope. There is no evidence supporting any of what you say. But for what I say..." Geode pointed up at the ceiling, and then to Gol-Ino, and then off into the south. "There is a mountain of evidence supporting what I say." Geode's demeanour calmed and he shrugged. "You have not truly kissed the void, you insignificant whelp. Your Ki is still strong. You are bound by it to be forever inferior. You are not a void creation, and you never will be. And even now, you continue to bury yourself, deeper and deeper. The man you speak of, the prophet you claim to know, you say he's gone insane? You blame the Ying-Yang blade?" Geode began to laugh, louder and louder until the hall was flooded with his cackles.

"He has simply gone insane! He has seen the errors of his ways!" Geode pointed at Jenso and smiled. "You buffoon! You ignoramus! You are the one who freed me from my cage, but it was no mere mistake!"

Footsteps echoed from behind Geode, and a figure stepped out from behind one of the golems. Geode smiled and spread his hands outwards.

"The void does not cause insanity. The void merely enlightens. A true creation of the void is not hindered by morals or idiotic principals," Geode barked, lowering his hands, "You did not free me by chance. You were manipulated to do so from the very start."

"I could have done it myself," Vale hissed with a light snicker, "But then, what fun would that be?"



~ End Of Chapter 127 ~
Geode listened carefully to Oz, his eyes unchanging as they spun slowly in place. Galaxies, tainted with the atrocities of nature and man, stained with an endless array of stars that sprung out into the cosmos of his legacy. Oz's words were laced with humility, but despite that, he held the pride of his people. He didn't understand. Nobody could understand, nobody who was mortal.

"You speak a lot about topics that outweigh you, boy," Geode growled, keeping his posture rigid, "And assume me plagued with your incessant hope, those wretchedly flawed emotions that shunt progress and bury eternity in the pits of mortality." Geode paused and looked to Jenso. "I know very well that all that has come to pass in this world is at my behest, set in motion by my studious desires. But the proposition you bring fourth, the idea to nurture that which has befallen this world; it is the very same prospect, the same love, that my dear elementals offered selflessly to Gaia and the people of this planet. And what did that bring?" Geode rose his right hand, the core embedded within, up to show both Jenso and Oz the details carvings within.

"Death," He whispered audibly. A series of projections extended above his hand, unveiling battles waged between the elementals, while still retaining humanoid forms, against Gaia and her people. Destructive images, hundreds caught in the crossfires, and the arrogance of the god they had created. "Death. Death. Death, it always repeats wherever power lurks, death." The images changed, to Gaia facing off against Geode. Their fight waged untold destruction on the plains around them, revealing that the result was none other than the badlands outside of Orobo village. "Death. Death. More and more death. And what for?" More and more images flashed across the screen. Men and women wielding weapons made of green wood, facing off against golems in sheer numbers. A man who looked shockingly similar to Lark fought alongside a silver-haired warrior with pointed ears. "Destruction. Terror. Death. All for what? What for? All for what?" The images flashed faster and faster until they revealed Prisma's broken core, scattered across the silvered ground where Jenso had laid him to rest.

"Power. You humans, you lesser beings that have never kissed the void and known revelation though erasure, you cling to your hope and your morals. But all it does it prolong the inevitable demise of all you know. It keeps you from eternity, immortality, enlightenment."

Geode turned his projection off and lowered his hands, his eyes still rotating slowly.

"There is no light in what you do. Only lies. The Metalix knew that. I know that. But still, you idiotic flesh-bags are ignorant, proud, and selfish. All because you cling to worthless anecdotes and hyperbole beyond rational thought. It's hypocritical to no end." Geode's eyes flickered for a moment and he fell silent. "I offer a question, for you two," Geode finally said, after a short wait.

"I am a threat to your existence. I am a threat to your very way of life. I will kill everyone you know. I will destroy everything. Knowing that, would you attempt to destroy me?" He asked, quietly awaiting an answer from the two men.
"No," Geode denied, leaning into his very words, "I did not. I would have never considered creating something that powerful. I would have never allowed power to exist without limits. It was my precious, innocent children. Pharie, Orobo, Kefaros, and Hyznea. The elementals I created to fill this world with life. The ones who created humanity over five thousand years ago." Geode's eyes narrowed and he straightened his posture. "It was their alternative to exterminating all life on this planet and starting anew. They created Gaia, a guardian who's purpose was to rectify any force that threatened nature." Geode turned his head to look at the golems around him. Memories came flooding back one after another.

"The Gaians were born, created by Gaia as a force to cleanse the world of anything she deemed ugly. At first, her efforts were wondrous. With a benevolent facade, she guided her people on a crusade, eliminating every last shred of evil in the world. She made humankind pure again. I was proud of my children. They had truly changed the world. But... It was not long before Gaia's Ki began to ebb for more purpose. She grew arrogant, and ordered her Gaians to attack the temple of the elementals. One after another, she ripped their Ki from their bodies, turning them into hateful, destructive creatures, bound to the mountain that I laid them on, making it impossible for them to escape. They were trapped, and thus, began the age of the Gaians, the most powerful creatures in this world." Geode turned back to Jenso, regaining his smug composure. "Of course, I couldn't let that nonsense carry on. Gaia became a threat to even... Me. So, I had to get rid of her. Fortunately, it wasn't very hard to do. I simply used the same method she'd used to steal the Ki from my elementals, and sealed her within the people she'd created. In one moment, she was gone. But, to my own dismay, I had merely created a more powerful foe." Geode looked to his golems again and spun around slowly, walking across the smooth, reflective floor of his domain.

"The Gaians took to Gaia's Ki, evolving immediately. Gaia's personality, her love and arrogance, survived somehow, taking shape in fragmented remnants. Within the familiars that Gaian's possess. And of course, her teachings still rang true. Their race knew only one truth. To exterminate anything ugly. To destroy anything that threatened the beauty of nature. Of course, mistranslated texts, generations of ignorant prophets, all that idiotic mortality- It made the Gaians into the very evil they were created to defend against. Ruthless, hypocritical savages. The Gaians were too powerful to simply wipe out, however. So, I needed a new ally to aid me." Geode spun around again and widened his stance, raising his hands high.

"The golems! I created them for the sole purpose of eradicating the Gaians. An endless, self-rebuilding army that fed on Ki, the source of Gaia's power, and obeyed my commands without any free will of their own. With the help of my 12 Gol-class generals, Ira, Ino, Imm, Ita, Iwu, Iei, Iha, Ike, Iqu, Iur, Ion, and IIV... I was able to banish the Gaians from the world they polluted, to an island out in the endless ocean. And with that, the world was ready to be cleansed." Geode's eyes hardened and began to vibrate. "Little did I know, Gol-Ino was affected by the Ki they had stolen from Gaia's people. It made him curious. It made him.. Free. When I announced my plan to use the power of the subdued Gaians to eradicate all of humanity, and restore my elemental children to their natural forms... Bah... I don't know why I fell for it..." Geode lowered his hands and bathed his body in dark energies. "They tricked me. They collaborated with humans who had evolved to tap into the arcane. Humans that had discovered a new form of magic that I had never even acknowledged the possibility of existing. Fate magic, and the dreaded Ying Yang Katana. The sages of Calombo, as you know it now, were able to lure me to my own demise by using their knowledge of the future to push fate into their favour. With the help of their great prophet, wielder of the Katana, I was outsmarted. Me! Outsmarted! The thought of it now befuddles me so!" Geode wept, feigning tears before clearing his throat, or lack thereof, and continuing.

"That very same prophet had managed to harness the void that I escaped from. He had stripped himself of his Ki, and turned into a monster beyond my understanding. Something twisted, and chaotic. He.. Ergh.. It blathered on and on about the fates when we first met. It spoke of the Gaians. It spoke of a duty. It spoke as if it knew..." Geode paused and gazed into Jenso's eyes frightfully. "As if it knew all that would, and had already come to pass. Fate, time, history, life. And... Hah... Well..." He shrugged his hefty obsidian shoulders and sighed. "I was sliced into five pieces, and sealed away with human magic. Hubris knows no ally, it would appear. But now, I'm back. And, well, it would appear that all of my plans are for naught!" Geode sighed and sat down in the center of the room. "If you are not Gaians, and they are truly extinct as my golems reported, I will never hear the voices of my children again. I cannot revive them. But that doesn't really matter right now, does it?"
Geode sighed and shook his head. "No. They were just a product of my mistakes. This world is a veritable hotbed of my mistakes. I'd made peace with it a long time ago, fragmented, and sealed away by those dreaded human sages. But since my revival..." Geode looked to Jenso and his eyes flashed a bright green hue. "Since you'd released me, I've come to understand that my loss was only temporary. Now that I've been granted another chance, I can rectify my mistakes, and start anew," Geode turned his head slightly away from the two heroes and examined the lifeless bodies of his golems.

"The elementals are dead, aren't they?"
Geode didn't respond, glaring at Oz for a moment as if he'd been struck by a bolt of lightning. "You're not.. Gaians?" He croaked.
Geode's eyes rested. "You there," he said quietly, "Oz, was it? Are you related to Jenso, by any chance?"
"Just goes to show how ignorant you are. Fortunately for you, I couldn't detect any Ki near the Pharie meteor. Seems the northeners had cleared out already. A shame really." Geode tapped the orb embedded in his palm again. "And I'll have you know, my hearing is very good. You won't be taking my orb any time soon." Geode looked back at the heroes and the room lit up, revealing 12 immobile humanoid golems, their cores cracked and darkened. Amoung them were gol Ira, with his core sliced in two, and Gol-ino.

"I would advise you cease your idiotic transgressions at once. Otherwise I'll detonate Kefaros' meteor next. Now, where was that one?.. Ah! Yes, I remember," Geode taunted Jenso and rose his left hand, projecting a picture of the caverns in Diver's paradise.

"Calombo."
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