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[ENDGAME] Stage 6; Metonomy
Darkness falls on the city, punctuated with the sounds of sound waves given direction and deadly force. Yet as the night draws to a close and dawn peeks golden on the horizon, the resident's clever talents close in on the last remaining Entropi. With their incredible adaptability, they have broken the back on the Entropi army, the biggest blow ( Read more... ) -
[ENDGAME] Stage 5; Invective
One by one, the Drafted either win over their false adversaries, the made-up calamities, the forged returned home, and the other hallucinations or else sink into oblivion. How long each interaction takes is based completely on the strength of the individual, on their desire to finish the confrontation with the Entropi, and how easily they are ( Read more... ) -
[ENDGAME] Stage 4; Allegory
The clouds dissipate, and only then do the people below realize that they had never been clouds, by the ashen offal generated by so many bioelectrical creatures in the sky. The atmosphere is a seething, crackling mass of solid Entropi. They bump into one another, passing through and generating wide arcs of lightning, seeming like the whole racial ( Read more... ) -
[ENDGAME] Stage 3; Syllogism
It came like a zephyr, though less kind than the warm melting winds of the west. It swept away the dead ash remaining in the compound, carried it back to whatever pit it was spawned from except where it was embedded in the surroundings. But it could never be mistaken for a reprieve, no certainly not... with the land scoured bare and dying like the ( Read more... ) -
[ENDGAME] Stage 2 ; Didactic
The sky was still heavy with metallic cumulus, the lonely city stands steeped in gloom both physical and psychological. Many cannot take their eyes from the wasteland, and although the day-to-day activities are still carried out, they are executed with a forced calm. There is no mistaking the fear and unease lurking below everyone's masks. The ( Read more... ) -
[ENDGAME] Stage 1 ; Aphorism
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[MODPLOT; WAR GAMES] STAGE 3
Although it seemed to drag on and on in the chaos and confusion, truthfully not much time passed between the Keepers' possession of the Warden -- only a few hours at most. Nearly as soon as the chaos within the compound had started, it ended, with the Warden falling lifelessly to the ground as if he were a marionette who's strings had just been cut ( Read more... ) -
[MODPLOT; WAR GAMES] STAGE 2
The Keepers were angry now, as angry as supposedly emotionless beings could be. They had not been able to corner the Indigeo, and it had not responded to their demands. They could not comprehend this level of dissension. It confused them as much as the chaos caused by the rogue Entropi which had broken from their ranks, attacked them and then ( Read more... ) -
[MODPLOT; WAR GAMES] STAGE 1
It had been a stalemate for quite some time now, an invisible tug of war back and forth, between two sides of the same coin. The Keepers and the Indigeo. Entropi against Entropi. Parents against child.
INDIGEO SUBSET INDEX.The Keepers had taken their child's guardian, the man they appointed Warden. Despite carrying out their instructions for ( Read more... ) -
[MODPLOT] DAMNATIO MEMORIAE
Everything moves in its course of due time, and eventually even the most elusive residents fell to the phantasmagoria played out by the Keeper's recall. Bodies lay where they'd fallen, caught strongly in the belief that they had died; like an undertow, it kept them from surfacing to the truth ( Read more... )