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« Reply #4605 on: August 15, 2015, 04:23:10 PM »
:XD:

New chapter.

CHAPTER FIVE:
It's Like a "B" Movie

Deciding to put his new "toys" to the test, he separated the five and pitted Saffa against the Shear Goliath, GH was pitted against Acklay, Sam was pitted against the Shear Kraken, Helen was pitted against the Shear Wraith, and Underseen was pitted again the Shear Behemoth. This was to test them, to see if they were worth the trouble of collecting them.

Underseen used his shapeshifting to overpower the Behemoth, and subdue him. But he did not kill it.

Saffa acquired the Goliath to distract it, managed to morph Crabdozer, and subdued the Goliath, its flame breath unable to affect her morph's craggy, pachydermic hide.

Helen made short work of the Shear Wraith, reciting the Star Sapphire oath beneath her breath the entire time.

GH enchanted the Acklay with an impromptu rock ballad, and it seemed to seriously enjoy the sound, the music. GH never had to touch it.

Sam didn't even give the Shear Kraken a chance to attack. He shouted the Green Lantern oath as he managed to subdued it with his ring.

All five had proved their worth to Gamemaster, though they really didn't care about getting his approval. They were soon all thrown in individual cells.

"You see, you never quite know what he's goin' to do!" an Amperi, who sounded like Peter Lorre, said, "He's so spontaneous."

"Well, how do we escape?" Saffa demanded.

This was apparently quite the wrong thing to say.

"You hear that guys?" the Lorre-esque Amperi said, scoffing with derision, "They want to know how to escape!!"

All the gladiators, no two alike, laughed hysterically. Saffa glowered. She didn't like being laughed at.

They sang:

"Watch yourself!
Don't fall off from the Shelf!
"

A female Askajian sang:

"You must be the new guys in town."

Helen sang:

"What's that sound?
Is someone moving 'round?
"

The Amperi sang:

"Sit down for a spell!
You don't look so well.
"

But, apparently, an Arachnichimp thouht that he was being addressed:

"Wait a minute! I feel great!
You just leave yourself to fate!
You might as well just hang around.
"

A Galilean and a Geochelone Aerio sang:

"It's too late.
You've got to cooperate.
"

The Amperi sang:

"Just try to relax.
It's a ship of wax!
"

Not literally, of course. It was just a play on "house of wax".

The Geochelone Aerio, an Anodite, and a Pyronite sang:

"Oh, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I remember the Transylian Styne.
Shivers up my spine.
Whoa-oooooooooh!
"

Saffa sang:

"I'm for getting out of here."

The three replied back in chorus with the other gladiators:

"No need to shout, my dear!
No-oooooooooh!
Who will go
To the arena down below?
Trouble is a-bubblin' in the brew
And while you're down there, Mr. Compete suffice
Will give you good advice.
He'll know what to do.
You just tell him "Boo!"
He will put the voodoo
In the stew I'm telling you!
It's like a movie,
It's a 'B' movie show!
It's like a movie,
It's a 'B' movie show!
"

Saffa sang:

"This is weird!"

GH sang, gesturing dramatically:

"It's much worse than I feared!"

Helen sang:

"I'll close my eyes and make it disappear!"

Then all three sang:

"This is strange!"

A Gourmand sang:

"It ain't home on the range."

Then all of the gladiators sang:

"You just tell Mr. Compete
That you got cold feet!
"

The RAFians sang:

"There goes the sun; here comes the night.
Somebody turn on the light!
Somebody tell me that fate has been kind.
"

The gladiators sang:

"You can't go out!
You are out of your mind!
It's like a movie,
It's a 'B' movie show!
It's like a movie,
It's a 'B' movie show!
Aaaa-aaaa-aaaa-aaah!
Aaaa-aaaa-aaaa-aaah!
Aaaa-aaaa-aaaa-aaah!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
"

"Knock it off," Gamemaster's disembodied voice said, through the ship's intercom. He did not say anything more.

The abject silence afterward was eerie.


Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #4606 on: August 15, 2015, 11:08:43 PM »
He just likes to suck the joy out of everything.

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #4607 on: August 16, 2015, 02:24:19 AM »
Just wait . . .

New chapter.

CHAPTER SIX:
Follow That -- Hey, Where'd It Go?

"Quick! Follow that --" Cloak began.

"What was that thing?" Abby interrupted, unintentionally.

"A ship, obviously," Cloak said, impatient. "A spacecraft. And we need to --"

"Spacecraft? Of what design?" Parker asked.

"Does it really Gateburst matters?!" Cloak growled, the earth starting to crack at his feet. "We have to follow it before we lose it! We may not be able to track it!"

"All in-atmosphere spacecraft leaves vapor trails," Yarin said, knowingly. "We can simply just follow that."

"Seriously, Yarin?" Cloak said. "You do not know for a fact that all spacecraft does -- why am I arguing semantics? We have go. We have to follow it."

"Wait, that's impossible," Yarin said, speaking to himself more to anyone else. "The vapor trail is most gone. We cannot track it, wherever it went!"

Cloak could gloat, but he thought it more prudent to calm himself down, to allow better control over his emotions and his powers over the elements. He forced himself to think . . .

"Couldn't you just track their mana or something, Cloak?" Rotiart said snottily, in an irritating drawl.

"I'm a Realm Walker, Rotiart, not an Anodite!" Cloak said, with caustic candor. Rotiart cowered away from Cloak, losing all his bravado. The Elements Master found himself indifferent.

"How could we track them then?" Gaz asked. "There has to be a way."

Yet, despite himself, Cloak was wondering why the ship left so abruptly. Why just abduct five RAFians? Why not them all? There had to be a reason. It left as if whoever was piloting that ship was afraid that they had trained a Dracon cannon on them, and it could do major damage to it. The RAFians had no such weapon, much less on trained on the ship.

So why flee so quickly?

"We could track them by their Marks," Aquilai suggested, with a shrug.

"That sounds plausible," Goom said, thoughtfully.

"Assemble a team, then," Richard nodded. "Leave as soon as possible."


Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #4608 on: August 16, 2015, 07:30:12 PM »
Yay! This is now the third-most viewed thread on the forum!!

New chapter.

CHAPTER SEVEN:
New Battles

"The time for the gladiatorial matches has come yet again," Gamemaster said, over the intercom. Yet his voice carried no emotion, and betrayed none. "These matches are a no-holds barred bouts, where the loser will be . . . repurposed."

"That don't sound good," GH said, at once.

"It isn't," the Amperi intoned gravely.

"What is it?" Helen asked.

"Pray you never find out, Earth thing," said a Kree warrior.

"The first battle will be," Gamemaster announced, "the unarmed female human!"

Saffa sudde ly found herself in the arena. She had no sensation of being moved or teleported or whatever. She really didn't like that.

"Versus!" Gamemaster announced. "The male Wookiee!"

A wookiee with hair as black as Saffa's own materialized instantaneously across Saffa. The Wookiee looked at her distrustfully, but he looked like he didn't want to fight her. Saffa felt much the same way, personally. But the Wookiee knew that he must, because he seemed aware of what repurposed meant, and clearly did not want to be repurposed.

The wookiee charged forward in an attack, but Saffa, experienced with such things from her time as a RAFian, knew that the being's heart wasn't in it, so she dodged it with little difficulty. The wookiee was kidnapped from Kashyyyk so long ago that he feared never seeing it again.

But he would not be repurposed. He had to fight. He had to battle this young human who he towered over, who his brute strength greatly eclipsed. But he would not dishonor himself by becoming a madclaw. He would not use his retractable claws. He would not become a madclaw.

Saffa was taking the defensive, with the wookiee taking the offensive. The thought of acquiring him had crossed the RAFian's mind, but the wookiee would not sit still long enough to allow her to make tactile contact long enough to acquire him.

Saffa would have to get large. Larger than the wookiee, large enough to possibly overpower him, or, at least, take him by surprise. The fact that she managed to survive this long as a human was really a testament to how much the wookiee did not want to fight, rather than her durability.

Saffa quickly morphed into a creature this wookiee had never met. She morphed a Tyrannopede, which was actually one of her favorite combat morphs. The wookiee had never met such a thing, nor someone able to do as Saffa did. It backed away, to assess this new threat.

<I'm . . . I'm sorry,> Saffa said. Then she wrapped the wookiee up in a cocoon of silk. This was enough to declare Saffa the winner, as she demorphed. The wookiee would no longer participate in the gladiatorial arena, he was going to get repurposed. The last thing that she was thing before she was instantly whisked away to her cage was that she hated Gamemaster.

***

Next up was Sam, the Green Lantern. His opponent was a Shi'ar warrior, an evolutionary throwback with wings, who thought Sam was insane because he could dream, because he could be creative. It was the very nature of the constructs he made with the green light from his ring.

Sam really didn't care for the claims that he was insane, that he was tainted. But this warrior was a product of the society of the Shi'ar people, and he was armed with an energy-based weapon that wasn't anything like a Shredder or a dracon or a flashlight (;)).

He flew up on his wings, following Sam, who recited his oath to himself, as he attacked the Shi'ar warrior. "In brightest day --"

"Give up your taint!"

"-- in blackest night --"

"Regain sanity!"

"-- no evil will escape my sight."

"You're evil!" he roared as he swooped toward Sam, only to be swatted down by a green energy construct of a flyswatter.

"Let those who worship evil's might . . ." Sam said, dodging the energy discharge from the Shi'ar's weapon.

"Like you!!" the Shi'ar warrior snarled savagely.

"Beware my power . . ." Sam said, pulling back his ring arm, as his ring poured out green energy.

"What?!"

"GREEN LANTERN'S MIGHT!!!" Sam shouted, grinding the Shi'ar warrior into the ground. It was decided then that this warrior would be the one to be repurposed. Sam was suddenly reutned to his cell, as his reward.


Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #4609 on: August 16, 2015, 08:01:34 PM »
Dang. That's hard to do, especially if you don't know what's going to happen to them. :/
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« Reply #4610 on: August 16, 2015, 08:40:06 PM »
Really interested to find out what's gonna happen to the warriors who are "re-purposed." Also excited to see Shadow's battle, that should be fun. Damn it, stop making me invested in this!

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« Reply #4611 on: August 17, 2015, 07:15:26 AM »
Sorry 'bout not posting the next chapter yet. Still workin' on it. Still cannot believe how close we are to entering Year 2 (which starts at Book CI) of the series, although I'm already outlining books in Year 5.

Dang. That's hard to do, especially if you don't know what's going to happen to them. :/

Precisely. Although I, as the writer, already know . . . and it's kinda dark.

Really interested to find out what's gonna happen to the warriors who are "re-purposed."

And you will, eventually. It will be revealed.

Also excited to see Shadow's battle, that should be fun.

Huh? Shadow's not one of the contenders. Did I screw up somewhere?

Damn it, stop making me invested in this!

B-b-but that's the point! ;)


Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.

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« Reply #4612 on: August 17, 2015, 08:36:13 AM »
I don't remember Shadow being in there either. :orly: gh, get some sleep.

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« Reply #4613 on: August 17, 2015, 10:19:01 AM »
I don't remember Shadow being in there either. :orly: gh, get some sleep.

Ugh, I have no idea why I thought Shadow was there. This is what happens when my sleep os horribly interrupted two nights in a row.

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« Reply #4614 on: August 17, 2015, 10:41:04 AM »
I haven't read Memoirs in so long I actually forgot how much I love your writing style. XD
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« Reply #4615 on: August 17, 2015, 04:46:47 PM »
I haven't read Memoirs in so long I actually forgot how much I love your writing style. XD

Second time I heard this today, the first being in my Creative Writing class.

Anyway, sorry for the delay, but you'll see why soon. New chapter.

CHAPTER EIGHT:
Battles for Everyone

"Oh, that is SO not fair!!" the RAFian complained to deaf ears.

GH was next up, guitar upon his back. And the match was completely unfair.

Why?

His opponent was a Kryptonian, that's why. A Kryptonian who had the benefit of being ensconced in light from a yellow sun. He had all the powers of one, but the question of whether he had absorbed enough to bring it to virtually limitless power remained to be seen.

He looked at GH with an arrogant little flip of his head, and immediately dismissed him as a threat or a challenge. GH, while pragmatic enough know that the Kryptonian certainly had facts on his side in this one, was a little miffed at being written off so easily.

Even so, GH wasn't sure how he would be able to beat a friggin' Kryptonian! All he had was his guitar. . . . Wait a minute . . . that could be his saving grace . . .

He grabbed his guitar and pulled it to his front, causing the Kryptonian in his sheer arrogance to laugh, and spoke in a dismissive tone, in Kryptonian -- which was somehow electronically translated into English: "HA! You going to sing me a song, little boy?"

"Something like that, yeah," GH muttered, ignoring the insult, strumming and tuning the guitar very quickly.

The Kryptonian began to walk languidly toward the RAFian, overconfident that his superhuman speed was not necessary to defeat GH. The Kryptonian was very overconfident in his abilities, and, rather ironically, it would work to his disadvantage.

GH began to play some triumphant guitar music, which caused the Kryptonian to hesitate. Because he enjoyed the music, enjoyed the victorious nature of it. This was precisely what GH wanted. He may not have the superpowers of this Kryptonian, but he could think. And he can play.

He was very subtle in the change of the music. He made it turn rather dour and bittersweet, making the Kryptonian think about things that he missed sorely. GH continued and made the music sound mournful and sad. This made the Kryptonian feel utter despair and collapse to his knees.

GH was declared the winner, and he stopped playing. The Kryptonian looked up, having forgotten about the match. He was outraged that he was tricked, at tried to attack GH, but it was too late. He was moved to be . . . repurposed.

"Clever, GH," Saffa had muttered. "Let's hope you never go evil."

***

Underseen was next up. When he saw his opponent, he knew he was in for a real fight, as he recognized the ridged forehead, the black hair, the characteristic aggression, and a couple of imposing-looking weapons. His opponent's face looked rather stony and inscrutable.

Underseen was already weary of this gladiatorial shtick, whereas the Klingon seemed to take at least some enjoyment out of it. But Underseen saw that it was just a veneer he projected. He saw it as great dishonor to be captured as he was by Gamemaster, who denied him to be able to take his own life by a special collar attached to his throat. Gamemaster always did that with potentially "problematic" species.

The battle started, and Underseen noticed that the Klingon had a slight heaviness in his movements, almost as if he was between irate anger and depression -- it was hard to tell, his face remained inscrutable.

He clearly did not want be here. Underseen doubted than any of the gladiators, except that arrogant Krytonian perhaps, had actually wanted to be here. The Klingon was under the impression that he would never die with honor now. He regarded his life without purpose now, without meaning. He would welcome death.

Underseen just wasn't the person to give it to him. He just wasn't as bloodthirsty as something like that would require.

But the Klingon was practically begging for it, finding the percieved dishonor of capture a worse burden to bear. He wished for death, and he told Underseen as much underneath his breath. But Underseen did not speak Klingon.

But Gamemaster did. And he was not pleased. He decided to give the Klingon a worse fate. He was going to repurpose him.

Underseen was the winner . . . and all he did was dodge three attacks. He felt sorry for the Klingon, not animosity.

***

Helen was up next.

Her opponent was a large, bluish-grey, ichthyoreptilian creature with fairly long arms, three-fingered hands and short legs that end in stumps. He had four shark-like fins and sharp teeth, as well as small, squinted eyes and a black stripe around their eyes and face. Behind his eyes were pronounced scales and what appeared to be gills. A Polar Manzardill from X'elli.

She dodged his first ice breath, and she decided to follow Sam's strategy, as she assessed that Polar Manzardills weren't very fast and couldn't fly.

"For hearts long lost and full of fright --"

"What?" her opponent asked as she weaved around his second shot. A puff of cold air issued from his mouth with every word he spoke.

"-- For those alone in blackest night --"

"What are you -- oh, I see. It's like that other human with the ring," her opponent said.

"-- Come take our ring and join in our fight --" Helen mumbled.

"Only pink." the Polar Manzardill continued his thought.

"-- Love conquers all --"

"Freeze." the Polar Manzardill said, actually succeeding in freezing her.

But a violent explosion of violet light, as she roared, "-- WITH VIOLET LIGHT!!!"

Helen fired a powerful concussive blast of violet light at the Polar Manzardill, sufficiently knocking him out, leaving him to be repurposed.


Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #4616 on: August 17, 2015, 05:13:53 PM »
He grabbed his guitar and pulled it to his front, causing the Kryptonian in his sheer arrogance to laugh, and spoke in a dismissive tone, in Kryptonian -- which was somehow electronically translated into English: "HA! You going to sing me a song, little boy?"

What's with everyone calling me that? First Regifisticuff, now this Kryptonian. :P

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« Reply #4617 on: August 17, 2015, 05:18:40 PM »
Brute mentality. That is the limit to their creativity, and, because it would offend them, they believe that it offends everyone. Especially people that they don't consider a threat.

Anyway, the next chapter may come later on tomorrow, after work.

:edit: New book ideas.

  • Book DCCLXXXVIII: "A Symbiotic Reach" -- The RAFians must deal with a hybridization of symbiotes and Reach beetles.
  • Book DCCLXXXIX: "The Invisible Family" -- A father, a mother, and a child become inexplicably invisible.

There. Still working on the new chapter.

:edit: Done. New chapter.

CHAPTER NINE:
No Rest For the Weary

The RAFians won their first bouts with sentient beings, and they all won. Yet it was mostly hollow victories, as they still did not know precisely what repurposing was. From what the other kidnapped gladiators' intonations indicated, it was not an at all good or desirable outcome.

But their resting would not last for long, or, at least, as long as they would have personally liked. This battles were grueling for most, if not all, participants involved, but Gamemaster didn't care. As far as he was concerned, they were Realm Dwellers, and that made them lesser beings by definition. The concept of them having equal rights to a Realm Walker was patently ludicrous and utterly ridiculous in his eyes. He saw them as nothing more than a source of amusement, like a little boy playing with action figures.

He didn't even broadcast or record the match ups or the matches themselves. These matches were solely for his own entertainment -- for him only, no one else.

The next batch of matches were to come -- the matches would increase with frequency until he found "replacement" fighters. Yet he never seemed to run short of them.

Underseen battled a Polymorph. The Polymorph was a gelatinous, unicellular humanoid with a pointed head and an asymmetrical, drippy amoeba-like shape. Atop it's head was an anti-gravity generator in the firm of a minute flying saucer. It was because of this device that the goopy sentient being could survive heavier atmospheres.

It was also its greatest weakness, as Underseen was easily able to take advantage of. The Polymorph was going to be repurposed.

***

Helen was next and she was getting cranky. Her opponet was a Petrosapien, a creature made of a green, diamond-like material. He are a little taller than an average human, with four digits on their hands and none on their feet. He looked as if he did not even want to be in this fight, and that it wasn't the first match he had to do.

"Look, Earth girl," he said, in a rather husky sort of voice, "I'm sure you're a good person, but I'm not about to be repurposed. I'll try and make this as swift and painless as I can -- maybe I can save you from the repurposing chamber."

"How?"

"There is only one way," he said, cracking his knuckles almost in a repentant way. "And I think you're smart enough to know what way that is."

She was.

"Sorry, pal. I don't have any intention on dying," she said, blasting him with all her might, the back of her mind concerned with her ring's charge. But she managed to charge it during the brief respite, having managed to pull her personal lantern from the pocket universe it resided (which actually looked like colorful pimples from Void Space). "Or being repurposed, for that matter."

She blasted the Petrosapien with violet light. But he had held up his hands and generated crystal in his hands so it looked like he was using the secondary fire of Ice Shield. This refracted and reflected the violet energy right back at the Star Sapphire, which took her by surprise.

She did not act fast enough, and was downed by her own blast. She was defeated. She was going to be repurposed.

***

Sam was next.

His opponent was a small, white creature whose body is a living amplifier. He was actually living sonic waves contained within a silicon suit with a square appendage resembling an MP3 player behind his back with a port on it - decorated with a 10 symbol and what looks like cassette tapes on his lower legs. He had circle-shaped indents on the back of his hands. The inside of his mouth is green with lines that give it the appearance of an amplifier. It was an adolescent Sonorosian.

As the battle began, the Sonorosian immediately replicated himself tenfold, but Sam took to the air, watching the Sonorosian wearily. They attempted to knock him out of the air -- it didn't work. Sam made a green construct of headphone -- noise-cancelling headphones -- and placed them over his own ears.

The Sonorosian's sonics were now ineffective against Sam, as his green aura afforded him some blunt force damage from them. Sam made a green construct of a javelin and threw the javelin construct with uncanny (and sheer luck) accuracy.

The Sonorosian's replicants merged back with him, and he felt defeated. He would be repurposed. Sam was surprised that it was so easy.

***

GH was next.

His opponent was a silicon-based lifeform made of highly durable crystal. Most of his body is covered in a protective silicon-based rock, while the exposed crystal was magenta. He have purple bodies, legs and arms with several black lines and dots on them. He also sported magenta shards all over their body -- six on his back, two on his chest and one on top of his small, narrow, purple head, resembling a horn. He also has one large, cyclopean eye. He was a Crystalsapien.

GH was emboldened by his success with the Kryptonian -- though he did not know why everyone always seemed call him a little boy. He did not look that young, did he?

He unshouldered his guitar.

"You will not win against me like you did against the Kryptonian, boy," the Crystalsapien said.

"Oh, I wouldn't count your chickens just yet," GH said, deftly deferential, quickly tuning the guitar appropriately, as he had a sudden inspiration.

"What?"

"Nothing," GH said, swiftly. He strummed a little tune, and the Crystalsapien blasted a multicolored blast at him. GH deftly dodged it, while still strumming, proving that his training at RAF was invaluable.

He lifted his arm dramatically, and then began to play a very loud, very obnoxious heavy metal number, with a wee bit of grunge thrown in, which the Crystalsapien did not seem to like. The frequency of the music wasn't as erratic as it seemed. It caused the Crystalsapien's body to vibrate in a very discomforting manner. It actually seemed to make the magenta pieces to crack, and forced him to his knees.

GH was declared the winner, and the Crystalsapien was going to be repurposed.

***

Saffa as up, and her opponent was an Osmosian.

Due to RAF's previous experience with Psyphoon, she defeated him handily.
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Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.

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« Reply #4618 on: August 18, 2015, 12:29:08 PM »
He lifted his arm dramatically, and then began to play a very loud, very obnoxious heavy metal number, with a wee bit of grunge thrown in, which the Crystalsapien did not seem to like.

This. So much this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h2FrBSUMXkA

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #4619 on: August 18, 2015, 07:13:05 PM »
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Anyway . . . yeah, this is gonna get really dark really fast. There's your disclaimer.

New chapter.

CHAPTER TEN:
Repurposing of the Worthless

Helen was transported into a horrid place.

It was predominated by a singular white light that cast everything in shadow. She quickly realized that she was on a conveyor of some sort, and watched with horror as a Thep Khufan fell into the light. She was consumed. Judging by the obvious agony in her scream -- it was not painless, it was not quick. But nothing was left behind.

Whatever this thing was, it was like the Ssi-ruu's entechment technology, only more elaborate and expansive. Gamemaster's idea of repurposing his fighters . . . was to entech them into powering his ship and everything aboard it!! To use, not only their life force, but their whole being to power it. Not even a single mote of the being survived the process.

It was ghastly.

Helen floated up, her ring still possessing enough juice to pull it off. She watched everything that happened next with horror.

A Skakoan, whoss breathing apparatus and pressure suit were damaged irreparably, sang:

"I can't take this kind of pressure!
I must confess one more dusty road
Would be just a road too long.
"

He was "repurposed". Helen looked away, as the other beings waiting to be "repurposed" sang in chorus:

"Worthless."

A female Kineceleran with a broken and mangled left leg sang:

"I just can't, I just can't,
I just can't seem to get started!
Don't have the heart to live in that fast lane,
All that has passed and gone.
"

Helen looked away again. She could not ignore the agonizing scream.

"Worthless."

<And there is nothing you can do about it.> a nameless male Andalite said.

"Worthless."

"Pardon me while I panic!" a male Gamorrean said.

"Worthless, worthless, worthless . . . "

An exhausted Anodite sang:

"I came from Mor' Otesi.
And I got my kicks out on Trade Route 66.
Every ship stop from T-K to Io.
Undertown to Old Petropia.
From Appoplexia and east of Revonnah.
From Aldabra to Terradino.
"

Helen turned away, but she could not block out the Anodite's scream. What could she do? The entechment machine terrified her . . .

"Worthless."

A male Citrakayah, with a broken foot, sang:

"I once ran the Intergalactic 500.
I must confess I'm impressed how I did it,
I wonder how close that I came.
Now I get a sinking sensation,
I was the top of the line, out of sight; out of mind,
So much for fortune and fame!
"

The scream caused Helen to cover her ears, but it was insufficient to block it out. Then a Thundara native sang:

"Once took a Appoplexian to a wedding,
Once took a Appoplexian to a wedding,
He kept forgetting, his loneliness letting
His thoughts turn to home and we turned . . .
"

Helen found herself curling into a fetal position. She knew that she should do something, but she was at a loss of what. She was becoming an emotional wreck.

An exceedingly roughed-up male Chimera Sui Generis sang:

"I put a man into a graveyard,
I beg your pardon, it's quite hard enough,
Just living with the stuff I have learned.
"

The Chimera Sui Generis did not scream, but the silence was just as horrible. Helen had to do something to stop this. Surely, it was in her power. Surely . . .

"Worthless."

Then a Tetramand with three broken arma and a sprained ankle sang.

"Once flew a surfer to sunset.
There were bikinis and buns,
There were weenies.
The Merlinisapien just couldn't forget.
"

That scream! It was too much to handle! Too much to bear! Helen was sure that she'd lose her sanity in here. Hearing the screams of the others. At least, until her ring ran out of power. Then it would be her screaming.

She could only thing if one thing, her saving grace. She spoke only one word, desperately reaching out for him.

"Parker . . ."


Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.