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thebastion2015-11-04 12:10 am
bastionpc) wrote in thebastion2015-11-04 12:10 am
Event: Day 001
[Though there are some outliers, the final choice is clear. They cannot go back, and they cannot give themselves up to the mercy of the Skyway. So, that leaves just one last choice.
The change is abrupt, with the land shifting as soon as Nathaniel puts in the last Core and inputs the last command. The land of the Bastion itself, and the Skyway for miles around, begins to shift. Everyone within the Bastion itself is protected by the Bastion's barriers, which is a good thing since the entire process itself seems to be pretty unforgiving. Chunks of land go here and there, piling on top of one another in a vaguely spherical shape. The sphere grows, and grows, and keeps on growing until it is so large that the people in the Bastion can no longer see the curve of the sphere from its surface.
Next comes the water, and the plants, and the animals. Anything that wasn't taken in by the Bastion is made in an instant, springing out towards horizons yet unfound. Next comes the sun, and the moon, and eventually an entire solar system. The other planets (though not visible at this point) do not get the same love and care as the first, though, and are largely uninhabitable hunks of rock, serving only to stabilize the orbit of this new solar system. Anything lush and full of life is taken to the Bastion, and fit into the first planet.
Time seems to stretch on for ages, and yet only minutes pass. Anyone with vertigo might get hit particularly hard as the process finishes up, and the Bastion shudders and chugs to suck out every last drop of power from the Cores and Shards. It's going to be close, but there might just be barely enough.
Finally, the shaking stops, and the world goes calm. The Bastion itself powers down one last time, the lights flickering off on every automated system. With no power, they have no way of running. The systems are still present, though, should some way of making power be found.
Though unpowered, the Bastion remains, plopped down in the middle of a large forest at the base of a mountain. All of the buildings remain intact, and all of the people remain unharmed. The one last bit of power, left untouched by the Bastion's power-drain, is the ever-present glow of the Skyway bridge. It is unknown where it goes now, though. Perhaps to locations beyond what was used to make this solar system? Exploration will have to take place to find out for sure.
But it is here, at the birth of the first city on a new planet at the start of a new solar system, that everyone can finally relax and say the words that have gone unsaid for a year now.
We're home.]
The change is abrupt, with the land shifting as soon as Nathaniel puts in the last Core and inputs the last command. The land of the Bastion itself, and the Skyway for miles around, begins to shift. Everyone within the Bastion itself is protected by the Bastion's barriers, which is a good thing since the entire process itself seems to be pretty unforgiving. Chunks of land go here and there, piling on top of one another in a vaguely spherical shape. The sphere grows, and grows, and keeps on growing until it is so large that the people in the Bastion can no longer see the curve of the sphere from its surface.
Next comes the water, and the plants, and the animals. Anything that wasn't taken in by the Bastion is made in an instant, springing out towards horizons yet unfound. Next comes the sun, and the moon, and eventually an entire solar system. The other planets (though not visible at this point) do not get the same love and care as the first, though, and are largely uninhabitable hunks of rock, serving only to stabilize the orbit of this new solar system. Anything lush and full of life is taken to the Bastion, and fit into the first planet.
Time seems to stretch on for ages, and yet only minutes pass. Anyone with vertigo might get hit particularly hard as the process finishes up, and the Bastion shudders and chugs to suck out every last drop of power from the Cores and Shards. It's going to be close, but there might just be barely enough.
Finally, the shaking stops, and the world goes calm. The Bastion itself powers down one last time, the lights flickering off on every automated system. With no power, they have no way of running. The systems are still present, though, should some way of making power be found.
Though unpowered, the Bastion remains, plopped down in the middle of a large forest at the base of a mountain. All of the buildings remain intact, and all of the people remain unharmed. The one last bit of power, left untouched by the Bastion's power-drain, is the ever-present glow of the Skyway bridge. It is unknown where it goes now, though. Perhaps to locations beyond what was used to make this solar system? Exploration will have to take place to find out for sure.
But it is here, at the birth of the first city on a new planet at the start of a new solar system, that everyone can finally relax and say the words that have gone unsaid for a year now.
We're home.]
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[... perhaps, out there, she could find those of her kind]
...
It is time I move on.
[... she's going to be leaving pretty soon unless somebody wants to say anything to her or ... whatever]
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[Kizuna on her shoulder seems to have figured out that Mitellux is going somewhere but of course she'll comes back. People go and come back, that's what they do.
Zuko looks a little awkward. She knows Mitellux has never exactly been thrilled to live here, but she's sorry to see her go.]
You know you'll always be welcome here.
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[There's some slight hesitation. Could Kizuna and Paar still be the closest to her kind around here]
[That was what she intended to find out. She lowered her head, intending to gently bump her snout against Kizuna in a show of affection]
Perhaps I shall return someday. I still have my lair here, after all.
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Then we'll hope to see you again.
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[she pulls back, readying herself for flight]
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And you as well. Good luck.
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You are? But...
[But dragons don't need to stay with humans, once their work is done.]
... Okay. You can always come back to visit. ... Or let us come visit you, if you want.
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... I may return in the future. I may not. I doubt I will find another permanent lair to reside in for some time.
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Just as long as you know that we're here for you. Let us know what you find!
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[He gives Mitellux a curious look.]
I mean, I get wanting your space, but you sure you wanna set out into the vast unknown without a little bit of scouting and a home base to come back to?
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As long as my lair is not tampered with, perhaps I may return in the future.
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[He smiles at her. Yeah, he knows she doesn't particularly like them, but at this point they're still the best option to get anything done.]
About all I can do, I'm afraid.
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[Considering there's a lengthy underwater entrance to go through and... traps]
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[Colin nods.]
Just wanted to make sure you knew you would have someone looking after your interests while you're gone.