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futurology2016-04-11 10:49 am
heelies) wrote in futurology2016-04-11 10:49 am
Entry tags:
- achilles (iliad),
- ana ramir (original),
- badou nails (dogs: bullets & carnage),
- chrollo lucilfer (hunter x hunter),
- gintoki sakata (gintama),
- helga sinclair (atlantis),
- hellboy (hellboy/bprd),
- kida (atlantis),
- koltira deathweaver (world of warcraft),
- loki (marvel comics),
- luke skywalker (star wars),
- mabel pines (gravity falls),
- olivia (fire emblem: awakening),
- rhys (borderlands),
- rin tohsaka (fate/),
- sieglinde sullivan (black butler)
( video ) [ BACKDATED TO LATE ON 4/9 ]
[ What broadcasts over the network is the picture of a peculiar pair: Achilles and Helga, serious of countenance both, as is each's modus operandi. The metallic shell of the submarine's curved insides serves as their backdrop. ]
I should like to call to assembly the members of this crew, and I understand that this is the best means by which to reach the ears of all men, although it is more to my liking to see those to whom I give these words. It is Achilles, son of Peleus, who wishes to speak to you: I have journeyed, with a crew led by gold-clad Gilgamesh and fair-haired Kida, to the darkest reaches within the sea, which lie beyond where the imagination of men can fathom. I shall tell of that to which we have borne witness.
Down there dwells Ryba, the goddess of the sea, who is Nalanni's sister. She knows not to where Nalanni has gone, for her eyes cannot see beyond that over which she presides - but we have her reassurance that Nalanni who delights in volcanoes has not vanished in full from this land, for she would know if such a calamity has come to pass. We are told that sea and rock are anchored one to another, as life is to death: either both must make this land, or nothing at all remains. Therefore, hope has not scattered to the wind.
Wave-ruling Ryba soon grew weary of our audience, and although she welcomes supplications the price she demands is steep. It is imprudent to test the generosity of the gods. Thus we parted with little solved: still, the answers she granted ought to be shared among all.
[ Helga looks as if she would have loved to interrupt him a fair few times already, but she kept quiet in spite of herself until now. Achilles, for his part, looks none too thrilled at having to share the floor thus. ]
Ryba has not been straightforward in her answers.
[ Surely, she hasn't shot a sideway glance at Achilles when she said this. ]
What we gathered from her is that the Dakal have been driven to (or near) extinction by the Nalawi during the war between them. They had been "sent to the bottom of the sea", either literally or figuratively. It checks out, if I'm allowed to hazard a guess: on our way to Ryba's lair, we came across plenty of wrecked submarines, none of which seem to fit in with the near complete lack of technology on Komo and the other islands.
The goddess mentioned one specific Dakal, who sold her soul in order to return to the surface world. In the process, she may have been granted powers by Ryba herself, but we do not know what became of her, what those powers were, or if she did anything with them.
I have been told by the Nalawi innkeep that minor gods exist alongside Nalanni, albeit no one worships them here. Ryba proves that they are tangible to the point of concern, so I urge all of you to take great care during your exploration.
I should like to call to assembly the members of this crew, and I understand that this is the best means by which to reach the ears of all men, although it is more to my liking to see those to whom I give these words. It is Achilles, son of Peleus, who wishes to speak to you: I have journeyed, with a crew led by gold-clad Gilgamesh and fair-haired Kida, to the darkest reaches within the sea, which lie beyond where the imagination of men can fathom. I shall tell of that to which we have borne witness.
Down there dwells Ryba, the goddess of the sea, who is Nalanni's sister. She knows not to where Nalanni has gone, for her eyes cannot see beyond that over which she presides - but we have her reassurance that Nalanni who delights in volcanoes has not vanished in full from this land, for she would know if such a calamity has come to pass. We are told that sea and rock are anchored one to another, as life is to death: either both must make this land, or nothing at all remains. Therefore, hope has not scattered to the wind.
Wave-ruling Ryba soon grew weary of our audience, and although she welcomes supplications the price she demands is steep. It is imprudent to test the generosity of the gods. Thus we parted with little solved: still, the answers she granted ought to be shared among all.
[ Helga looks as if she would have loved to interrupt him a fair few times already, but she kept quiet in spite of herself until now. Achilles, for his part, looks none too thrilled at having to share the floor thus. ]
Ryba has not been straightforward in her answers.
[ Surely, she hasn't shot a sideway glance at Achilles when she said this. ]
What we gathered from her is that the Dakal have been driven to (or near) extinction by the Nalawi during the war between them. They had been "sent to the bottom of the sea", either literally or figuratively. It checks out, if I'm allowed to hazard a guess: on our way to Ryba's lair, we came across plenty of wrecked submarines, none of which seem to fit in with the near complete lack of technology on Komo and the other islands.
The goddess mentioned one specific Dakal, who sold her soul in order to return to the surface world. In the process, she may have been granted powers by Ryba herself, but we do not know what became of her, what those powers were, or if she did anything with them.
I have been told by the Nalawi innkeep that minor gods exist alongside Nalanni, albeit no one worships them here. Ryba proves that they are tangible to the point of concern, so I urge all of you to take great care during your exploration.
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When you're in an unfamiliar place, it's easier to find your way with a map, right? It's a little bit like that. These aren't the timeways I know, so without any kind of guidance, I could stumble about them endlessly and get nowhere.
[ Nevermind that even that much seems an impossibility; she understands it, herself, but putting it in laymen's terms is always the challenge. As long as they get the concept, it's all she can really hope for... ]
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like blowing up a volcano. ]
So what d'you think? [ he makes a vague gesture that is obviously supposed to mean: about the bomb. ] I got a lollipop that says this whole thing's just gonna turn into one giant disaster.
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[ She shrugs, seemingly unconcerned. She is, she just has her own way of dealing with it, and that doesn't involve getting too caught up in the what-ifs. ]
We have a resourceful team, in any case. If nothing else, I'm sure we can pull it off with minimal casualties. Whether or not it accomplishes the goal is another matter...
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So long as none of those casualties is me, guess I can't be complaining. Ain't no skin off my nose whether magic comes back or not.
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At this point, we can go through with it, or not, but one way or another we will have to wait to see what happens.
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S'just another job, then. [ 'cept this one doesn't exactly pay, and there's no definite end date.
greeeeat. ]