((*ducks the +2 Whip of Inspiration* Ok ok! You win Muse!))
While almost everyone dreams of being able to fly without a plane at one point or another, I have a strong feeling that no one thinks about what would happen if the gift was taken away....
For me, I didnt have to think about it. Flame had shut down and my gift was taken. As the water drew in closer, I thought "I wonder if Cities physics transfered into this world along with the other changes. You can't die from a fall in Cities, no matter what. Am I still subject to those laws? Or will Flame break apart on impact?" I didn't have much time to find out. We hit the water hard and I blacked out.
I woke up on the edge of a very tall building. Looking around, I saw many other tall buildings, at least... 30 or 40 stories tall. Many of them had neon light tubes on them. A large pyramid was off in the distance, and the faint odor of sea water was everywhere. This could only be St. Martial... except it didn't really exist... did it?
Then I noticed her. Corrupted Flame, sitting on the edge and dangling her legs over. She was... smiling? Yea, a little bit, but not much. I watched her for a minute, and then decided to risk talking to her.
"This is St. Martial, right? But, this doesn't exist...."
She turned finally and smirked at me. Her hand reached up and tapped her temple. "In here, it does. Positronics standard OS included a personality restoration utility, similar to the way humans dream when they're seriously injured. Helps keep me myself." She grinned ferally at that... and I was not happy to see that grin.
Standing up, she ran over to me and slammed me against the wall. That grin again... "Now, little man. You're going to explain whats happening, otherwise, I'll see if you can fly on your own."
Quickly, I told her again everything I knew about the incident. The game of City of Heroes/Villains, the computer problems, the other "players" changing... and of course, about what happened to us. As I talked, I notice the scenery flicker and waver, and her mood darkened. Eventually, she let me down, but not gently.
"I don't like it, and I'm not sure I believe you. We'll see what happens once I wake up. Hell, for all I know, you're some Crey spy program those bastards installed, trying to figure out how I tap into the Underworld..."
We stared at each other for quite a while. Well, more her staring and me trying to stare, more like looking and shifting my gaze elsewhere. Oddly, I heard a loud oven timer? The hell?
Ah. Flame said, her smirk appearing again. I still really didnt like seeing that pointed my way. Repairs are complete. Hopefully, youll be gone when I wake up.
We woke up floating in the Atlantic Ocean. I felt Flame raise her head and look around. She activated her gravity negator and hovered on top of the water.
Are you still there, worm?
{Yes. Im here still.}
You said Paragon wasnt built in this world. So that means no Statesmen and his cronies, right? No heroes, right? No Zig?
{Yes} I said nervously.
Everything else is the same though, right?
{As long it doesnt relate to superheroes or their accomplishments, yes}
She grinned ferally again. Good. Were going to Fort Knox!
I gulped.
((Ummm guys? Help me out! >< Flames run amok! I'm thinking its going to take her a few days to get from RI to Kentucky (yay for slowness of unslotted Fly)... say Mon/Tuesday after the event... what temporal point are you all at? This may be how you know of Flame...))![[Image: faveosig.jpg]](http://eobert.dyndns.org/~crimson/faveosig.jpg)
While almost everyone dreams of being able to fly without a plane at one point or another, I have a strong feeling that no one thinks about what would happen if the gift was taken away....
For me, I didnt have to think about it. Flame had shut down and my gift was taken. As the water drew in closer, I thought "I wonder if Cities physics transfered into this world along with the other changes. You can't die from a fall in Cities, no matter what. Am I still subject to those laws? Or will Flame break apart on impact?" I didn't have much time to find out. We hit the water hard and I blacked out.
I woke up on the edge of a very tall building. Looking around, I saw many other tall buildings, at least... 30 or 40 stories tall. Many of them had neon light tubes on them. A large pyramid was off in the distance, and the faint odor of sea water was everywhere. This could only be St. Martial... except it didn't really exist... did it?
Then I noticed her. Corrupted Flame, sitting on the edge and dangling her legs over. She was... smiling? Yea, a little bit, but not much. I watched her for a minute, and then decided to risk talking to her.
"This is St. Martial, right? But, this doesn't exist...."
She turned finally and smirked at me. Her hand reached up and tapped her temple. "In here, it does. Positronics standard OS included a personality restoration utility, similar to the way humans dream when they're seriously injured. Helps keep me myself." She grinned ferally at that... and I was not happy to see that grin.
Standing up, she ran over to me and slammed me against the wall. That grin again... "Now, little man. You're going to explain whats happening, otherwise, I'll see if you can fly on your own."
Quickly, I told her again everything I knew about the incident. The game of City of Heroes/Villains, the computer problems, the other "players" changing... and of course, about what happened to us. As I talked, I notice the scenery flicker and waver, and her mood darkened. Eventually, she let me down, but not gently.
"I don't like it, and I'm not sure I believe you. We'll see what happens once I wake up. Hell, for all I know, you're some Crey spy program those bastards installed, trying to figure out how I tap into the Underworld..."
We stared at each other for quite a while. Well, more her staring and me trying to stare, more like looking and shifting my gaze elsewhere. Oddly, I heard a loud oven timer? The hell?
Ah. Flame said, her smirk appearing again. I still really didnt like seeing that pointed my way. Repairs are complete. Hopefully, youll be gone when I wake up.
We woke up floating in the Atlantic Ocean. I felt Flame raise her head and look around. She activated her gravity negator and hovered on top of the water.
Are you still there, worm?
{Yes. Im here still.}
You said Paragon wasnt built in this world. So that means no Statesmen and his cronies, right? No heroes, right? No Zig?
{Yes} I said nervously.
Everything else is the same though, right?
{As long it doesnt relate to superheroes or their accomplishments, yes}
She grinned ferally again. Good. Were going to Fort Knox!
I gulped.
((Ummm guys? Help me out! >< Flames run amok! I'm thinking its going to take her a few days to get from RI to Kentucky (yay for slowness of unslotted Fly)... say Mon/Tuesday after the event... what temporal point are you all at? This may be how you know of Flame...))