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Post by Quandarm on Jul 18, 2016 17:33:34 GMT
"Let's see, gin, whiskey... I can make you a smoky maretini and just charge you for service." "Where in Equestria did I get Gin? I'll have to have a word with Mr. Iron." Flux had skipped the bar, and gone straight back to his shop. The place was in ruins. Parts and materials were strewn everywhere, and most of his tools were left in a pile in the corner. "How did he make something like those antennas in here?" |
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Post by optineigh on Jul 21, 2016 19:21:26 GMT
"Let's see, gin, whiskey... I can make you a smoky maretini and just charge you for service." "Where in Equestria did I get Gin? I'll have to have a word with Mr. Iron." Flux had skipped the bar, and gone straight back to his shop. The place was in ruins. Parts and materials were strewn everywhere, and most of his tools were left in a pile in the corner. "How did he make something like those antennas in here?" Willow followed Flux into the shop, somewhat confused as to his ignorance of the contents of his cabinet. She looked around at the chaos of the room with him. Many of the pieces strewn about were also bent in strange angles and impossible contours. "I have no idea. From the looks of it, though, he went through a lot of trial and error getting everything just right." |
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Post by Wilgrove on Jul 22, 2016 3:08:37 GMT
" Right..." Chiselle dropped back to Coin, "Hey boss, you got any silver and matches on you?" "Of course." Coin had come prepared to deal with infernal entities. She gave Chiselle some of her demon hunting gear. "Thanks boss, you're a life saver." After giving Coin a quick peck on the cheek, Chiselle took the antenna from Dr. Steel. Before anypony could react, Chiselle broke the antenna in half with the silver blade that she got from Coin. She then quickly lit the match and set the antenna on fire. Finally she chanted a prayer while sprinkling the dew water blessed by the first ray of sunshine onto the antenna. |
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Post by Quandarm on Jul 22, 2016 20:47:06 GMT
"I have no idea. From the looks of it, though, he went through a lot of trial and error getting everything just right." "Well whatever he did, we've got to find a way to stop it." He passed a bent piece of metal in front of his face, and as he reached the bend, it seemed to expand and shrink at the same time. He tossed it aside, and as it landed, it seemed to hover an inch off the floor before impact. "I don't know what forces he's trying to harness here, but if this is their effect, they're not to be trifled with." |
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Post by Ximea on Jul 23, 2016 3:15:27 GMT
"Of course." Coin had come prepared to deal with infernal entities. She gave Chiselle some of her demon hunting gear. "Thanks boss, you're a life saver." After giving Coin a quick peck on the cheek, Chiselle took the antenna from Dr. Steel. Before anypony could react, Chiselle broke the antenna in half with the silver blade that she got from Coin. She then quickly lit the match and set the antenna on fire. Finally she chanted a prayer while sprinkling the dew water blessed by the first ray of sunshine onto the antenna. The antenna screamed and melted, its bizarre angles and protrusions flopping like the limbs of a dying octopus as it shriveled and dissolved. It left a puddle of liquid metal, shimmering and reflective like mercury. The surface of the puddle rippled, distorting the reflection, until it appeared to be reflecting something altogether alien - ropy, sinuous textures of pulsing flesh, pocked with eyes and mouths and tentacles. A squirrel hopped up to the edge of the puddle and cautiously extended a paw. A tentacle of raw meat shot out and wrapped around the squirrel before it could even squeak in surprise, and it pulled the hapless rodent into its alien dimension. Steel looked at the portal. "So...are we going to do anything about that?" Behind Steel, one of the other antennas elongated and split down the middle, forming two identical non-Euclidian horrors. |
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Post by Wilgrove on Jul 24, 2016 1:57:18 GMT
"Thanks boss, you're a life saver." After giving Coin a quick peck on the cheek, Chiselle took the antenna from Dr. Steel. Before anypony could react, Chiselle broke the antenna in half with the silver blade that she got from Coin. She then quickly lit the match and set the antenna on fire. Finally she chanted a prayer while sprinkling the dew water blessed by the first ray of sunshine onto the antenna. The antenna screamed and melted, its bizarre angles and protrusions flopping like the limbs of a dying octopus as it shriveled and dissolved. It left a puddle of liquid metal, shimmering and reflective like mercury. The surface of the puddle rippled, distorting the reflection, until it appeared to be reflecting something altogether alien - ropy, sinuous textures of pulsing flesh, pocked with eyes and mouths and tentacles. A squirrel hopped up to the edge of the puddle and cautiously extended a paw. A tentacle of raw meat shot out and wrapped around the squirrel before it could even squeak in surprise, and it pulled the hapless rodent into its alien dimension. Steel looked at the portal. "So...are we going to do anything about that?" "I...don't get it," Chiselle begun as she slowly stepped back. "Silver, fire and holy water was supposed to deal with this, why didn't it work!?" |
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Post by optineigh on Jul 25, 2016 6:16:59 GMT
"Well whatever he did, we've got to find a way to stop it." He passed a bent piece of metal in front of his face, and as he reached the bend, it seemed to expand and shrink at the same time. He tossed it aside, and as it landed, it seemed to hover an inch off the floor before impact. "I don't know what forces he's trying to harness here, but if this is their effect, they're not to be trifled with." Willow picked up a rod with two Möbius strips in the middle crossed with each other in anisotropic geometry and the strips seemingly suspended in midair as Willow lifted the rod with her teeth. Suddenly the rod bent up where her teeth were, causing the two strips to smack against her face and shatter into pieces. As she recoiled back, she saw the remnants of the strips reform into a tesseract, pulsating and turning on itself. It then rolled out of the shop, paused for a moment, and then turned right to the pathways of Winter Haven. "Ow... Should... should we go after it?" |
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Post by Quandarm on Jul 27, 2016 3:08:42 GMT
"Ow... Should... should we go after it?" "At this point, a sentient hunk of demon-metal is the least of our worries." Flux turned back to his shop, and the bar he'd discarded. "Actually... I wonder how much heat it would take to twist those bars out of the nth dimension..." |
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Post by optineigh on Jul 27, 2016 6:33:21 GMT
"At this point, a sentient hunk of demon-metal is the least of our worries." Flux turned back to his shop, and the bar he'd discarded. "Actually... I wonder how much heat it would take to twist those bars out of the nth dimension..." "Don't ask me, I'm not a scientist," said Willow. "If it took all the heat and fire from Celestia's sun to make these things behave I wouldn't be surprised." She then looked out to the streets. "Well, I'm going to follow it. Nopony's going to hold me liable if somepony trips over that thing but you can never be sure." She then left the shop and took a right. The tesseract was already out of sight. She winded through a few Winter Haven streets, keeping her eye out for that pulsating four-dimension cube. After getting a tip from somepony who nearly was knocked down by it, she spotted it a little on the village's edge, where it made a left turn. She followed it for only a few steps before she found Steel next to two other ponies, one of which seemed completely baffled by a failure to do something. The tesseract stopped moving, a few steps away from Steel, but still kept turning on itself. Then it seemed to emit a strange, muffled, jumbled mix of a foreign, ancient language, yet even less clear than the antennae that had interrupted Steel not too long ago. At first, she wanted to trot over and pick up the tesseract, but stopped herself. Probably Steel could deal with this better than her. |
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Post by Ximea on Jul 27, 2016 21:59:54 GMT
Steel gestured at the antenna that had divided, and spoke to Chiselle. "See? I told you not to worry. There's a new one to replace the one you broke." Then he pointed at the portal to the infinite fleshscape, sitting in the road. Strands of vein and muscle were beginning to grow out of it along the edges, fusing to the road such that it was not possible to tell where dirt ended and meat began. "We should probably clean that up though. Somepony could get hurt."
The hole belched, and an eyeball the size of a beach ball floated up out of the pit until it reached eye level. It stared at Steel, then drifted downward, falling slowly as if gravity had only a weak hold on it.
A tesseract rolled up the road, catching Steel's eye. It was similar to the antennas, impossible angles of selenium and tungsten-magnesium alloy, bending space in ways that hurt the brain, but smaller and somehow more maddeningly complex. Steel raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, one of you got the espresso maker working," Steel said. "I had some leftover parts when I was done with the antennas, so I tried to put them to good use. It didn't come out quite right and I had work to do, so I set it aside." He reached down toward the device Space and time twisted and wrenched within the tangled metal. Steel saw the place and time of his own death. Then a sphere of steaming dark-brown liquid coalesced, suspended in air, and dropped into a paper cup that wasn't there before, but that nopony actually saw appear.
Steel levitated the coffee cup to his mouth and took a sip. The antennas recoiled in horror.
A tongue the size of a beach towel extended from the hole in the road, which sighed. Steel glanced at it. "Get your own."
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Post by lessernaboo on Aug 27, 2016 5:34:26 GMT
"Okay, enough." Coin flew up a bit, then swooped down and rammed all the antennae, in an attempt to throw them into the damnable hellmouth.
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