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And of course, not even three words into introduction, Flora has already taken her seat, and is making herself comfortable.<br> <br>Zuri grins widely as Dax mentions the Creator's liking for beings in fancy dress. He peers up at Flora, nodding. "This is comfortable too, and-" He pauses as one of the Creators, presumably Doctor Farnsworth, stands up to address them. Rather unlike himself he is lost for words at being so close to not just one, but three of them, and can do very little but nod timidly and taking his seat next to Flora.<br> <br>Dupree darts all about the room in rapt attention, making all sorts of noises of interest--"Hmm! Ooh! Aah! Fascinating." Turning to the Creators, she smiles broadly and speaks cheerily. | And of course, not even three words into introduction, Flora has already taken her seat, and is making herself comfortable.<br> <br>Zuri grins widely as Dax mentions the Creator's liking for beings in fancy dress. He peers up at Flora, nodding. "This is comfortable too, and-" He pauses as one of the Creators, presumably Doctor Farnsworth, stands up to address them. Rather unlike himself he is lost for words at being so close to not just one, but three of them, and can do very little but nod timidly and taking his seat next to Flora.<br> <br>Dupree darts all about the room in rapt attention, making all sorts of noises of interest--"Hmm! Ooh! Aah! Fascinating." Turning to the Creators, she smiles broadly and speaks cheerily. | ||
| − | "So! Which one of these machines lets you take over the world?" | + | "So! Which one of these machines lets you take over the world?"<br> <br>The remaining two Creator scholars assisst the beings, making small adjustments to make the chairs fit a bit more comfortably for the wide range of sizes. The female smiles as she adjusts Zuri's seat, though she says nothing. Doctor Farnsworth looks around at the seated beings, then waves a hand dismissively at Dax and the little rhino lowers his head subserviently and walks out of the room. "I fear we cannot offer a full tour of the ship, Miss," Farnsworth says, "But the time may yet come." The doctor turns a smile on Dupree. "All of them," he says genially, "Although, I imagine that you will find the one we are about to use to be the most interesting." Even as he speaks, the chairs raise up and tilt backward a little into a reclined position. Dark visors lower down from the top of the egg, covering the faces of the beings within. There is a brief moment of darkness, a sudden sense of vertigo, and the small group of beings find themselves on a featureless gray plain!<br> <br>Cara groans loudly from the vertigo and begins rubbing her head, "Ughh, I honestly don't recommend that. It felt almost as bad as that time I got caught in that one Aranian's wind strikes." The feline gets onto her feet and looks around for a moment. "Is everyone else okay?"<br> <br>Flora flicks her tails, a soft rumble, and the she-cat watches the other beings, her ears still aflick as she stretches her legs in the, by now, familiar featureless plane. "Flora is going to assume Flora can't do anything again, yes?" she mumbles, taking a moment to attempt to carve a shape out of mid-air to test her theory.<br> <br>Zuri smiles shyly up at the female adjusting his seat, suddenly rather timid and reserved around the Creators he so wanted to meet. He leans back patiently, and jolts slightly when his chair starts to move. His eyes follow the movement of the visor as it locks atop his face, and then... a sudden wave of dizziness, a clumsy stagger to the side, and he finds himself in the middle of a strange, featureless landscape. He instinctively paces close to Cara, nodding at her. "I'm well miss Cara. Where are we? Where did the Creators go?" He looks up at Flora with curiosity, quirking an eyebrow at her strange gesture.<br> <br>The Creator Doctor's words ring in her ears, and as the new landscape coalesces before her, she draws an awestruck breath. "A...a world of my own! By my beakers, it's true!" |
| + | Cue the manic cackling. "Hahaha...haAAAAHhahaha! Finally, it's come true! I am master and creator, lord of all I see, and--" she pauses suddenly, staring down the others. "I didn't ask for you!" | ||
| + | Fingering a nonexistent beard, Dupree is consumed in thought for a moment, her eyes nearly aligning properly... and then with a snap, the clarity disappears. "A-HA! You must be...my minions! MWAhahahahaaaaaaha"... and off she goes on another cackle...<br> <br>"N-no. Flora doesn't do being a minion, no," the cat mumbles with another browraise, her eyes focused on Dupree. "Miss Dupree is acting... Odd today. Flora isn't sure what's going in... If it were one of Flora's golems, that would be solved by percussive maintenance, yes," the cat mumbles, before she turns towards Zuri. "Friends Zuri and Cara, Miss Dupree and Flora are here. Here is everywhere and nowhere," she starts off, before gesturing at, well, nothing in particular. "The Creators can make illusions, walk around in them, yes. Right now, the illusion is simple, she rumbles, gesturing at the featureless sphere she's drawn in the air. "When... They show us what they want, we could be in a forest, or in a mansion," she continues, reshaping the form into a tree, then a stately house, though still simple in shape.<br> <br>Doctor Farnsworth, who appeared right along with the others shakes his head at Flora's question. "You are quite free to do as you wish here," he says as the feline's gesture is rewarded with the appearance of flat, gray matter, "Only hear me out first." The Creator male waves a hand at the featureless plain. "In this illusion," he explains, "Anything is possible. As the HIGHLADY said. Whatever you request, the MACHINE SPIRIT will provide. You need only ask. Today, I would like to present you with a series of challenges and I only ask that you solve them as simply and as quickly as possible." He gives Dupree a bit of a Look, but decides to let it pass for now. "And here is the first task," he says, before waving in a complex gesture. Before the group, a table suddenly rises from the ground. On the table are are four boxes, each with a rather impressive looking lock. "This task is quite simple," he says, "All you need to do is tell me what is inside of that box. Go about this any way you like." The man folds his hands behind his back and stands, watching.<br> <br>Cara just walks over to one of the boxes with a smile and looks at the lock. The feline makes sure to get the shape of the keyhole correct and draws a small three dimensional key attached to a staff with her finger. The feline jumps into the air, "Yay!" and instantly tries to unlock the box with the key-ended staff.<br> <br>A soft rumble, a nod, and a flick of Flora's tails as she looks at the boxes, moving around them for a short moment, before flicking her ears. "Flora wants a note which says what's in each box, yes," the cat rumbles softly, watching the creator doctor curiously. "If Flora can have anything..." she mumbles.<br> <br>Zuri looks up at Flora's display with a gawp. "You can just make anything?" He peers over at Doctor Farnsworth who was suddenly just there, listening to his explanation and to the details of the task. He grins widely. "Oh, I can do that Sir!" He says excitedly to the creator before running over to one of the boxes. He peers into the lock, sticking one finger inside as if testing it. "Uuh.. umm... hm!" He looks over at the Doctor. "We can ask for anything at all?" He looks up at the sky. | ||
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| + | "Uh.. Sir." He says, addressing the Machine Spirit that he cannot quite grasp the name of. "I need a flat-tab, a rake and two spikes." He pauses, before explaining. "A tab is a flat length of metal like this." He gestures to mimic a seven-inch long flat and thin object. "A rake is like a thin tool with a claw thing at the end." He gestures with a crooked finger to indicate a claw. "And uh.. well.. two spikes are what they sound like, about this long and pointed." He gestures again before waiting to see what happens.<br> <br>"HeyheyheyHEY!" Dupree fusses, flailing at Flora's shape. "Bad minion! This is my world to rule with an iron fist! You find your own world to take over and befoul." | ||
| + | As this fails to have any effect, Dupree frowns thoughtfully for a moment, listening to the Creator and the chatty cat speak. "But...if I can have anything I want, then how come my minions are so disobedient?" It almost looks as if reality is sinking in... until she snaps her fingers again. "MACHINE SPIRIT! Give me minions, loyal and strong, with which I can take over...THE WORLD! HAHAh--ehhh, you get the point," she sighs mid-cackle. | ||
Revision as of 22:32, 21 May 2015
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Date
21/5/478
Log
The Creator science vessel is as stark and sterile as ever. Presumably, any comforts or personal touches are relegated to the crew's personal quarters, though it is almost certain that no beings would be permitted to access those areas. Dax, the pygmy space rhino is standing at the gangway, much smaller than the actual loading area, awaiting the first comers. The hirsute little rhino looks decidedly uncomfortable in his uniform jumpsuit. Black, while the scholars all seem to wear white.
Cara walks into the area, admiring the entire entire ship. The feline stares at the nice looking ship, amazed at how something like this can reach past the stars. Strangely, the feline is wearing her normal attire. As soon as she makes it to the pygmy space rhino, she takes a few steps closer, but stays silent.
A second feline soon enters after, her quartet of tails swaying behind her, ears flicking, and her ears twitching lightly as she moves along. Fur white as ever, stripes brightly orange as usual, the she-cat soon stands at a chosen spot, simply waiting for further instructions or information.
Zuri is as awestruck by the ship as Cara, the salamander being having to remind himself to stay focused on the job instead of running around exploring. He's wearing his finest outfit, a three-piece tweed suit that he had just finished cleaning meticulously to prepare for this meeting. Unsure of what to do he stays close to Flora, standing primly beside her.
Dax shuffles uncomfortably, certainly unused to being in situations like this. "Um," the rhino clears his throat noisily, though the sound does not really seem to match his normal speaking voice, "Welcome to the GSS Venture. Or welcome back, as the case may be." The little rhino has an oddly mechanical voice, much like a Creator translator, and his lips don't quite seem to match his words. "I am BIOMOD designated Delta, Alpha, Chi, called Dax," he drones, "And I will be your guide for today." This whole spiel seems very rehearsed, and Dax seems all the more uncomfortable for it. "If you will follow me, I will take you to see Doctor Farnsworth," he says, turning his back and stumping away into the ship.
Cara turns her head slightly from the strange word. "I wonder what a Biomod is?" The feline just shrugs her shoulders pushes that thought to the back of her mind for now and begins walking to the ship, but before she enters, she takes a look at the tournament grounds and sighs, "I wonder if I'll make it back here.", and walks onto the ship, her tail slowly moving through the air.
A short nod, another rumble as Flora moves after the others, her tails still lazily swaying, her ears flicking as she glances towards Zuri. "Friend Zuri is... Rather well dressed, yes. Did friend Zuri just come from a bonding?" she mumbles with a raise of her brow.
Zuri briefly slips to his usual self, briefly waving excitedly at Dax before he remembers himself. He returns to standing politely in place while the pygmy rhino speaks, and follows along when bidden. He peers up at Flora and offers her a bright smile as she speaks, and giggles at her question. "No Lady Flora, I just want to be presentable for the Creators. It's my first time meeting one in person!" He pauses, then asks. "Is it not appropriate to wear suits near them?"
A piercing cry comes down from the clear blue skies! Is it some local bird of prey having spotted its quarry? No! It's a cloudy grey pegasus, her tightly-cinched labcoat still flapping wildly in the wind as she spreads her wings, slowing her descent.
It looks almost majestic, save for those misaligned eyes behind the giant oversized leather goggles replete with unnecessary gearwheels and sprockets, the strange plush toy she insists on carrying about, and the way the piercing call resolves into a nasal whine.
"WAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaait!" Dupree cries, hooves beating madly on the ground as she huffs and puffs to a half. "You can't...have science...without me!" she pants, dropping her stuffed plush (and razor-tipped) cat.
"Nah," Dax drones, finally breaking from his script, but not looking around as he leads the way, "They will like it, Mister Zuri. They always like to see you folks in fancy dress." He picks at his own skin-tight suit. "I wish I could just wear my regular clothes, though," he says, "It's been half my life time since I've had to wear a standard issue crew uniform!" The rhino shuts up after that and leads the group in silence through the sterile halls to a room that will be familiar to Flora, if not to the others.
It is a fairly large room, with everything made of gleaming steel and gentle, white lights. Along either side of the room is a row of smooth, white, egg shaped chairs with soft, cushioned seats. Three Creators, two men and a woman, in the white suits of Creator Scholars stand waiting. One of the males steps forward. "Welcome!" he says with a dazzling smile, "I am Doctor Farnsworth. It is a pleasure to have you all aboard. Please, take a seat." He waves at the padded egg-chairs and takes a seat himself. "Today, we will be exploring some problem solving scenarios in an ILLUSION landscape," he explains, "You will feel some disorientation as the ILLUSION begins. Do not panic, this is perfectly normal."
Cara just shrugs and takes a seat in the egg chair and smiles, "Well, I guess I'm going to be looking at pretty lights today." The feline grumbles for a moment and continues, "Although, I would have loved to look at the ship, since it
Cara just shrugs, takes a seat in the egg chair, and smiles, "Well, I guess I'm going to be looking at pretty lights today." The feline grumbles for a moment and continues, "Although, I would have loved to look at the ship, since it's really interesting to me."
"There is... No reason not to, no. But there's also no real reason to do so, no," the cat mumbles with a raised brow. "Flora is wearing Flora's work-outfit because it's comfortable, yes," the cat mumbles as she enters the room.
And of course, not even three words into introduction, Flora has already taken her seat, and is making herself comfortable.
Zuri grins widely as Dax mentions the Creator's liking for beings in fancy dress. He peers up at Flora, nodding. "This is comfortable too, and-" He pauses as one of the Creators, presumably Doctor Farnsworth, stands up to address them. Rather unlike himself he is lost for words at being so close to not just one, but three of them, and can do very little but nod timidly and taking his seat next to Flora.
Dupree darts all about the room in rapt attention, making all sorts of noises of interest--"Hmm! Ooh! Aah! Fascinating." Turning to the Creators, she smiles broadly and speaks cheerily.
"So! Which one of these machines lets you take over the world?"
The remaining two Creator scholars assisst the beings, making small adjustments to make the chairs fit a bit more comfortably for the wide range of sizes. The female smiles as she adjusts Zuri's seat, though she says nothing. Doctor Farnsworth looks around at the seated beings, then waves a hand dismissively at Dax and the little rhino lowers his head subserviently and walks out of the room. "I fear we cannot offer a full tour of the ship, Miss," Farnsworth says, "But the time may yet come." The doctor turns a smile on Dupree. "All of them," he says genially, "Although, I imagine that you will find the one we are about to use to be the most interesting." Even as he speaks, the chairs raise up and tilt backward a little into a reclined position. Dark visors lower down from the top of the egg, covering the faces of the beings within. There is a brief moment of darkness, a sudden sense of vertigo, and the small group of beings find themselves on a featureless gray plain!
Cara groans loudly from the vertigo and begins rubbing her head, "Ughh, I honestly don't recommend that. It felt almost as bad as that time I got caught in that one Aranian's wind strikes." The feline gets onto her feet and looks around for a moment. "Is everyone else okay?"
Flora flicks her tails, a soft rumble, and the she-cat watches the other beings, her ears still aflick as she stretches her legs in the, by now, familiar featureless plane. "Flora is going to assume Flora can't do anything again, yes?" she mumbles, taking a moment to attempt to carve a shape out of mid-air to test her theory.
Zuri smiles shyly up at the female adjusting his seat, suddenly rather timid and reserved around the Creators he so wanted to meet. He leans back patiently, and jolts slightly when his chair starts to move. His eyes follow the movement of the visor as it locks atop his face, and then... a sudden wave of dizziness, a clumsy stagger to the side, and he finds himself in the middle of a strange, featureless landscape. He instinctively paces close to Cara, nodding at her. "I'm well miss Cara. Where are we? Where did the Creators go?" He looks up at Flora with curiosity, quirking an eyebrow at her strange gesture.
The Creator Doctor's words ring in her ears, and as the new landscape coalesces before her, she draws an awestruck breath. "A...a world of my own! By my beakers, it's true!"
Cue the manic cackling. "Hahaha...haAAAAHhahaha! Finally, it's come true! I am master and creator, lord of all I see, and--" she pauses suddenly, staring down the others. "I didn't ask for you!"
Fingering a nonexistent beard, Dupree is consumed in thought for a moment, her eyes nearly aligning properly... and then with a snap, the clarity disappears. "A-HA! You must be...my minions! MWAhahahahaaaaaaha"... and off she goes on another cackle...
"N-no. Flora doesn't do being a minion, no," the cat mumbles with another browraise, her eyes focused on Dupree. "Miss Dupree is acting... Odd today. Flora isn't sure what's going in... If it were one of Flora's golems, that would be solved by percussive maintenance, yes," the cat mumbles, before she turns towards Zuri. "Friends Zuri and Cara, Miss Dupree and Flora are here. Here is everywhere and nowhere," she starts off, before gesturing at, well, nothing in particular. "The Creators can make illusions, walk around in them, yes. Right now, the illusion is simple, she rumbles, gesturing at the featureless sphere she's drawn in the air. "When... They show us what they want, we could be in a forest, or in a mansion," she continues, reshaping the form into a tree, then a stately house, though still simple in shape.
Doctor Farnsworth, who appeared right along with the others shakes his head at Flora's question. "You are quite free to do as you wish here," he says as the feline's gesture is rewarded with the appearance of flat, gray matter, "Only hear me out first." The Creator male waves a hand at the featureless plain. "In this illusion," he explains, "Anything is possible. As the HIGHLADY said. Whatever you request, the MACHINE SPIRIT will provide. You need only ask. Today, I would like to present you with a series of challenges and I only ask that you solve them as simply and as quickly as possible." He gives Dupree a bit of a Look, but decides to let it pass for now. "And here is the first task," he says, before waving in a complex gesture. Before the group, a table suddenly rises from the ground. On the table are are four boxes, each with a rather impressive looking lock. "This task is quite simple," he says, "All you need to do is tell me what is inside of that box. Go about this any way you like." The man folds his hands behind his back and stands, watching.
Cara just walks over to one of the boxes with a smile and looks at the lock. The feline makes sure to get the shape of the keyhole correct and draws a small three dimensional key attached to a staff with her finger. The feline jumps into the air, "Yay!" and instantly tries to unlock the box with the key-ended staff.
A soft rumble, a nod, and a flick of Flora's tails as she looks at the boxes, moving around them for a short moment, before flicking her ears. "Flora wants a note which says what's in each box, yes," the cat rumbles softly, watching the creator doctor curiously. "If Flora can have anything..." she mumbles.
Zuri looks up at Flora's display with a gawp. "You can just make anything?" He peers over at Doctor Farnsworth who was suddenly just there, listening to his explanation and to the details of the task. He grins widely. "Oh, I can do that Sir!" He says excitedly to the creator before running over to one of the boxes. He peers into the lock, sticking one finger inside as if testing it. "Uuh.. umm... hm!" He looks over at the Doctor. "We can ask for anything at all?" He looks up at the sky.
"Uh.. Sir." He says, addressing the Machine Spirit that he cannot quite grasp the name of. "I need a flat-tab, a rake and two spikes." He pauses, before explaining. "A tab is a flat length of metal like this." He gestures to mimic a seven-inch long flat and thin object. "A rake is like a thin tool with a claw thing at the end." He gestures with a crooked finger to indicate a claw. "And uh.. well.. two spikes are what they sound like, about this long and pointed." He gestures again before waiting to see what happens.
"HeyheyheyHEY!" Dupree fusses, flailing at Flora's shape. "Bad minion! This is my world to rule with an iron fist! You find your own world to take over and befoul."
As this fails to have any effect, Dupree frowns thoughtfully for a moment, listening to the Creator and the chatty cat speak. "But...if I can have anything I want, then how come my minions are so disobedient?" It almost looks as if reality is sinking in... until she snaps her fingers again. "MACHINE SPIRIT! Give me minions, loyal and strong, with which I can take over...THE WORLD! HAHAh--ehhh, you get the point," she sighs mid-cackle.
