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Inquirer (cont)
Even after we find a bunch of crossovers not only up on the
surface, but run smack into some kind of dimensional hiccup that placed us
(group split up amongst them) on other realities!
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First, let's start with the crossover people we meet up on the
surface. Myself, I believe that the Demons who'd set up this Key component
debacle us Champions got called into clean up (ostensibly). Now, it does
NOT make any sense to just leave them in people who might get compromised
by death. Capture by locals is okay, because that would just leave the
people with the components inside them safely in one place (I guess). The
Demons would just swoop down later and pick up where they left off (and
swat aside any annoyances that get in their way). These particular
carriers (the proto-Dark Elves) cannot be permanently killed so such
tactics would work in this case. See, the people who got dragged onto this
world, in one way or another, would guarantee a lot of chaos and strife
(inadvertently inflicted by them or not). So, either way the Demons get
safegaurds. If some evil mage snatches up the Dark Elves, then they're
safely tucked away for future harvesting (or so their plans I believe had
been). If all Hell's breaking loose around them, bet on the elves doing
the smart thing and heading to the hills to wait it out (and inadvertantly
again putting them in a position for easy Demon pickup). It's just the way
it strikes me.
Oh, if you're wondering, our Quest is just like all the other Champions. Just it being that while the other Key carriers dieing counts as a loss, so would a lethal injury to the proto-Dark Elves count as a Quest loss. Thought you'd like to know.... Back to those crossover folks.... See, one group of people who got dragged here were from a universe straight out of Heinlien's Starship Troopers. I'm not kidding! No joke! They'd been snatched in mid-drop down to that disastrous Operation Bughouse, fully locked and loaded. Finding themselves here was quiet not what they'd expected. While exploring, they'd had a lethal encounter (for the encountered) with the Dragon. If some more encounters should happen, some kind of wars between nations were going to happen. Just trust me on that. National politics, if they were anything like on Terra Prime before the Enemy/Alliance war coming there, means that the Roughnecks would/could spark a real humdinger of a war! They'd be safe enough (as long as their power sources and ammo for their suits lasted), but that's a small comfort. Then there is what Avon's group (made up of Ker Avon, Rodger Young the transport ship pilot, and displaced Robot turned Golem named Giskard) brought along with them. See, Avon was addicted to some deadly drug called Shadow. (Yeah, the same one who made something of an ass of himself both back at my mother's wedding AND at my own wedding. Gee, think I'd have learned the first time around, but I'd been generous and given him too much of the benefit of the doubt). If some evil alchemist from Walants (for example) should be able to replicate it, then they'll have a product that guarantees a repeat customer (once hooked always hooked, else the victim dies from withdrawal). Oh, it would eventually prove to be lethal anyway to the user, but OH what the addicted would do for the drug pushers while still around!! Imagine what kind of havoc that could/would cause (crime spree from Hell). But that didn't happen. The hiccup happened instead. I found myself (with the blockified proto-Dark Elves in my pouch still for safekeeping) on a Middle-Earth realm (ala movie), right at a scene exactly right at the point in the movie where Frodo was being seduced by the One Ring to prevent him from throwing it into the lava of Mt. Doom. The Roughnecks, Avon's group, and the Doctor got tossed into a reality which mirrored the last events from the last episode from the show Blake's 7 where it appeared that Blake had betrayed Avon (and friends) to the evil Federation. Betty, Ragan, and Chiana found themselves in a reality, witnessing the final scene from the Farscape's episode called Bad Timing. Sigin got teleported to another Farscapian reality, this one which was playing out the scene from Die Me, Dichotomy where Aeryn Sunn had ejected from her damaged fighter ship and was heading down to crash land (through) the frozen lake below her (quiet unwillingly, I must add). Finally, the elves (all of them) ended up in an Elfquest reality, right before a well meaning (but ego- blinded) elf named Rayek was going to try to travel through time in a magical craft called "The Palace" to prevent events that had landed his ancestors on this "World of Two Moons" to be stranded, destined his (and the other) elves' ancestors (and destined to cause a lot of grief even if he failed). We all did the hero thing and stepped in to stop the bad guys, help the good guys. That stuff. We also got a lot of grief, in one way or another and STILL have a lot of loose ends to tie off. I myself got my share of grief when Frodo, trying to resist, stabbed me with Sting, his magic sword! Didn't do me much harm (stabbed in the wrong place), but it was annoying! Well, had the satisfaction of seeing the Ring destroyed and rescuing Frodo and the Fellowship from Mt. Doom when it went up like Mount Saint Helen (would have liked to save all of the Army of Goodness, but hadn't room on my carpet). I am NOT happy that I couldn't save more, but....three was no time. ...... Don't ask, as it is this telepathic data burst (What? You thought I'd take time to give this long winded recap with all the PK zombies about?) is going to be painful enough for those out there with "mere" organic minds. Data dumps like this are painful, right? The bursts save time, but they give the worst headaches for those not prepared (sorry). Sigin saved Aeryn Sun from freezing and drowning in the lake, but had this bad run of luck when some Star Fleet (ala Kirk's era) ghosts from that ghostly starship, the USS Defiant (ala The Tholian Web) showed up on that reality's Moya. Had to do a lot to neutralize the ghostly threat, but he managed only . . . to have Crichton mess up and get them all beamed aboard the ghostly Defiant (which was somehow stuck in between realities, visible to those below, dirtside, as a green star in the sky on ALL the realities we'd been dumped upon. THAT ship was the means of us getting our Quest done. It was also the only way we were going to get back out into space and all that, being that SOME of the realities we were on didn't have space travel.... Betty, Ragan, and our Chiana had been able to save the native Sun and Crichton from being zapped by some alien invaders (or native defenders, depending on your point of view). They'd also had similar problems with Defiant's ghosts (dead crewmembers driven insane by what had happened like in the TV show). Seems that like with Sigin, the bodies (and thus the ghosts) had been teleported onto the Leviathan, Moya, as well. They got them taken care of, but Moya's crew (except Moya's Pilot) got beamed up into the Defiant as well! .... I didn't run into any ghosts on Middle Earth. Bodies must have dropped off in a place out of my sight. Do hope that the eruption crisped their bodies, else those ghosts are going to be around there on Middle Earth for a LONG time.... ... The Doctor and Avon fixed up things on Gauda Prime (ghosts, invaders, et al), and did better than some of us. THEY didn't pick up hitchhikers.... Ghosts. In my church there shouldn't be such things, but try telling that to all the ones I've met over the years. Maybe it's like how it is from that one roleplaying game, Rifts were the strong physic distress of a person's death confuses beings called "haunting entites", convincing them that they are the ghostly remains of the deceased or whatnot. Well, never brought up that with those ghosts. Would kind of be rude, really.... Nevermind. Well, we all got back into space (got the Defiant out of the spot it was stuck in) and back to where we needed to go. Was a long journey by that antique, made all the longer by some..... And let's not talk about how much time and effort the engineering types spent on keeping the ship's system's running! The starship never had been intended on traveling through realities like it had! And all the while when up there (and still am), I was trying to figure out what I saw down on Middle Earth. What it meant. It's worrisome. See, it appears that maybe some kind of assimilation happens, eventually, when vastly different universes (different in the way of physics) are placed unnaturally close together (Dark Tower/the Beam emergency configuration bull dren stuff). Seems that eventually some kind of breach will happen and the universe with the densest/heaviest/most convoluted physics wins, converting the loser universe's physics into a copy of it's own. Kind of like diffusion of temperature, where warm water and cold water does their stuff. You know what I mean if you've ever taken a bath, getting wet and whatnot. Betty, Ragan, if you come across this later in some kind of tele- printed, please don't make that old Twilight Zone joke about "Wet? What is 'wet'?" Funny the first few times, but now its kind of old. Had enough about the classic show to enjoy the joke (one item of many data files I can cross reference to better get along with my fellow comrade in arms (lot of human romantics out their, revering the lost past) back in the Military), but sometimes you'd keep me guessing. Then again, you're far better than somebody like John Crichton. Now talk about nearly overloading my "Pop Culture" database! Not really, but it was kind of hard to follow him at times.... Have to deal with another John here soon, pop culture fixation and all HERE and back on Babylon 5. ..... One of many loose end, folks. Anyway, back to the task at hand. This Quest started off as a Star Trek crossover, but due to a Game 3 touchdown, some Author reset things. Now some Farscapian folks got sucked into this realm. The first two targets (Belinda and Hannah) we got and stored for pickup later, but now we've got to track down the Key carriers on this and the other Leviathans. But seems that we're going to do more than just the assigned task. Just cannot leave it well enough alone, with other people in distress. Ragan and the others want to save the traumatized Pilot on this ship. More power to them for that, but it's going to be a difficult job, even if everything else goes off like clockwork here. Us? Well, we're taking time off to help D'Argo in our hunt for Transport Pod spare parts and Key Components! .... Unless, of course, D'Argo happens to fit that bill! Should have thought of this possibility earlier. Must be that annoying "horror music" playing in the background! The reason why the magic on him that turned him female might not be some kind of minor curse after all, but instead something like a major magery that only managed to go skindeep, as it were. That might be a reason for that spell aspect (something awaitin' in the wings, as it were), ready to spring out and strike anyone who "frells up" in breaking the curse. Wasn't able to decypher what exactly what it was, but if this was a failed transgender spell then it might try to curse yet another person here about. We Champions are immune to such Matrix, but the others aboard are NOT. Now, logic would say that the most likely recipient of the curse would be one of the numerous PK zombies about, but with Crichton's luck it would be HIM! .... Do believe that Aeryn would have some problems with that (as well as poor John himself)! Now, D'Argo isn't quiet on the bearing that Solik'tril gave us with his decto wand, but if he'd been moved here after that reading.... Best be careful. A quick rap session with the others up still near the Pilot's Den gives us a bearing that doesn't fall on D'Argo as the Doctor cuts him (he's still male, appearances to the contrary), but somewhere back behind us.... Not too far away! That flashes through my mind as the Doctor does the kindness of breaking the curse upon the frantic D'Argo (who'd like to look the way he had this morning when he got out of bed). The seeming falls away, and the Luxan warrior breaths easier in relief. "Thank you!" D'Argo says in a soft, seductive voice. "I do not know who you are or how you did this but....." His eyes then go wide when his voice registers to his ears. Gotta say a lot of our eyes go a bit wider as well over that. We should recognize the voice, considering that Sigin's wife sounds just like that!!"What the FRELL?!" a familiar sounding Luxan voice shouts, echoing down the corridor somewhere back behind us.
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