Personification Life - IC Part III

[Bone Fort]

"The hell do you mean? They didn't die... right?... The hell...?"

Bones and Totenkopf started to walk over to her.

[The BranRiech]

Bran sobbed into his sleeve, realizing that this was the end of the line.

"I-I don't get to go back this time, do I?"

[Swith Witherward]

"The hell do you mean? They didn't die... right?... The hell...?"

Bones and Totenkopf started to walk over to her.

"THEY DIED," she barked at them. "Where were you when the Raptors gutted Bran like a fish? Where were you when the train killed him? What about Thriller getting attacked and murdered by thugs? How about when Rylli was abducted? LOOK AT BRAN. Where were you to prevent his suffering and torture? How many times to I gotta knock on your door and beg you for help before you stop fate from taking away the people I love?"

She walked towards them, wrath building. They weren't Bones and Totenkopf... they were just beings who deserved to meet fate.

[The Drone Empire]

Mars.

The Teleportation Relay came to life, as at the center, a bright ball formed. It quickly grew, to the actual size of the spherical arrangement of Relays. This took seconds, precious second, before the first sub-fleet of the full Drone armada arrived. Hundreds of ships, dwarfing the relatively pathetic Martian assault fleet.

This massive collection of ships pulled away from the relays, as the next sub-fleet, of four in total, would arrive.

It was the beginning of something truly awful.

Pluto was gone, and Neptune was being torn apart by the mining ships, it's moons and thin ring being devoured at this point. Things were going quite nicely, quite orderly. They'd arrive at the Kuiper Belt just as the invasion would be finished, and Earth ready to be processed.

[Tiltjuice]

Gretta and NVE wre broke, their apartment and lab had been torched (along with the rest of Fortu's cash) by a friend. They had nothing left but the clothes on their backs and what was left in the car Fortu had stolen. A month ago, they had a fully stocked lab and unlimited funding. They were at rock bottom again, they had nowhere to go but up. The drank a Chaos' bar and they intended to dine and dash.

Deader and MB walked out of the apartment building, jaywalked merrily across the street still engrossed in their game, and came through Chaos swinging a Sword and an inflatable rubber mallet respectively. That drew Cuisine's attention.

[Dabfia]

Dab portals off Phobos with the box. In his room.
"Alright evil Dab lets head underground." Dab said and stepped into a elevator in his room Evil Dab and conscious followed

[Giovenith]

"The hell do you mean? They didn't die... right?... The hell...?"

Bones and Totenkopf started to walk over to her.

"THEY DIED," she barked at them. "Where were you when the Raptors gutted Bran like a fish? Where were you when the train killed him? What about Thriller getting attacked and murdered by thugs? How about when Rylli was abducted? LOOK AT BRAN. Where were you to prevent his suffering and torture? How many times to I gotta knock on your door and beg you for help before you stop fate from taking away the people I love?"

She walked towards them, wrath building. They weren't Bones and Totenkopf... they were just beings who deserved to meet fate.

"Naomi," interrupted Giovenith. "You're upset, obviously... but I don't thinks Bones and his friends could have saved them every time..."

[Swith Witherward]

Swith grabbed Bran while Naomi was occupied. "Shut up, no crap from you. We need to get away before she sends you beyond." She held her anger at Mavis in check, and slipped her thoughts between his mind and the visions fostered upon it by her vulgar conditioning and programs. She picked him up and shifted to behind the tree.

"Shhh, Rachelle," she said, touching her forehead to make her sleepy.

--

Naomi's eyes welled. "Gio? I can send you home, too. Won't that be nice? You can be with Mama again."

[The BranRiech]

Swith grabbed Bran while Naomi was occupied. "Shut up, no crap from you. We need to get away before she sends you beyond." She held her anger at Mavis in check, and slipped her thoughts between his mind and the visions fostered upon it by her vulgar conditioning and programs. She picked him up and shifted to behind the tree.

"Shhh, Rachelle," she said, touching her forehead to make her sleepy.

Rachelle slowly drifted off to sleep, Bran caught her and looked back up at Swith.

"She killed me didn't she? Hell, maybe I deserved it." He whispered, convinced Naomi was out of earshot.

[Giovenith]

Swith grabbed Bran while Naomi was occupied. "Shut up, no crap from you. We need to get away before she sends you beyond." She held her anger at Mavis in check, and slipped her thoughts between his mind and the visions fostered upon it by her vulgar conditioning and programs. She picked him up and shifted to behind the tree.

"Shhh, Rachelle," she said, touching her forehead to make her sleepy.

--

Naomi's eyes welled. "Gio? I can send you home, too. Won't that be nice? You can be with Mama again."

"I can go home anytime I want, Naomi..." she responded very quietly.

[Germanic Templars]

*Superbia was roaming the meadow of souls when he came across the group who were 50 yards from where he was. Trying to stay out of sight, he got low on his stomach, and slowly crawled towards them to hear what they were saying. However, that wouldn't help him much since his tail was arching over his body*

-meanwhile-

*Thriller walked into Chaos where he noticed the two raptors. He walked over to the and pulled up a chair*

[Bone Fort]

Bones' voice sounded a bit weak and resigned, lacking his usual chipper attitude. He looked away from her, at the meadow.

"... What a beautiful view, isn't it?... It's quite a world we live in... so terrifying, horrible, crushing... and yet... so beautiful and happy, at the same time... What a life we live..."

[Swith Witherward]

"Don't be a knob, Bran Muffin. You're still alive. I don't know what the Drones did to you, and I can't promise you'll stay alive... but I'll do my best to help you. Bones will help you. Trust in him." She hugged Bran, and kissed his forehead.

--

Naomi felt sorry for Gio. Didn't the girl realize that fate wouldn't allow her to do as she pleased? "No Gio, that's not how it works. Don't you see? None of us has choices."

"Everyone dies in the end, Bones. They all leave."

[Bone Fort]

"... Yes Naomi, it's a fact of life... Naomi... you raise good and valuable points... but the hard truth of the matter... sometimes you have to let fate happen..."

[Swith Witherward]

"F*ck fate."

[The BranRiech]

"Don't be a knob, Bran Muffin. You're still alive. I don't know what the Drones did to you, and I can't promise you'll stay alive... but I'll do my best to help you. Bones will help you. Trust in him." She hugged Bran, and kissed his forehead.

"Thanks Swith, I've been wrong in the head. Even now I can still hear them , telling me things, making me see things."

Ne looked down at Rachelle, sound aseep in his inhuman arms.

"I need help."

[Giovenith]

"Don't be a knob, Bran Muffin. You're still alive. I don't know what the Drones did to you, and I can't promise you'll stay alive... but I'll do my best to help you. Bones will help you. Trust in him." She hugged Bran, and kissed his forehead.

--

Naomi felt sorry for Gio. Didn't the girl realize that fate wouldn't allow her to do as she pleased? "No Gio, that's not how it works. Don't you see? None of us has choices."

"Everyone dies in the end, Bones. They all leave."

"Just because things don't always go our way does not mean we don't have choices."

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Gretta and NVE wre broke, their apartment and lab had been torched (along with the rest of Fortu's cash) by a friend. They had nothing left but the clothes on their backs and what was left in the car Fortu had stolen. A month ago, they had a fully stocked lab and unlimited funding. They were at rock bottom again, they had nowhere to go but up. The drank a Chaos' bar and they intended to dine and dash.

Deader and MB walked out of the apartment building, jaywalked merrily across the street still engrossed in their game, and came through Chaos swinging a Sword and an inflatable rubber mallet respectively. That drew Cuisine's attention.

"So what now?" NVE asked while drinking a beer. "Get drunk and wait till we are extinct. Let's face it, we'll never take over the world. Not with these people around. We aren't a superior species, just a couple of amusement park attractions that got loose."Gretta said and drank another bottle. She was quite drunk at this point.

[Germanic Templars]

"F*ck fate."

*Superbia, who was now 20 yards from the group, stood up, looking like a meerkat without all of the fur* "Yea screw fate! I say that fate doesn't control you, but rather you control fate."

[Swith Witherward]

"We love you Bran," Swith said. "All of us. I think everyone tried to help you last night, but it's not your fault if you couldn't see that. They united for your sake, and that says a lot. Maybe if you tell Herr Doktor what happened, as much as you can recall at least, he can mend you? I won't try... I have no knowledge of this hardware crap. I might kill you in the process."

Naomi paused and smelled the odor coming from the flowers crushed under her feet. It wasn't fair. Fate wasn't fair. She wouldn't let Bran suffer. She turned to tell him and noticed Swith.

"Don't touch him! You abandoned him. You don't touch him!"

[Bone Fort]

"... What would you have us do, Naomi? Usurp God, run the world as we see fit, trample out free thought to prevent people from hurting each other, completely rewrite the nature order, get rid of death and hope the universe never runs out of space for the never dying people within?... Absolute power corrupts absolutely... You can't save everyone, you just can't. The world isn't perfect, it's a simple fact of life. People die, tears are shed... and yet... life moves on... with... or without you... You can't just let it eat away at you, these things happen... whether we like them to... or not... I do what I can from behind the scenes to help who I can, but... You just can't do it all... fate just happens... A perfect world is a flawed world and not one I would want to live in... So just let go of he pain and anger, let your suffering end, stop beating yourself up... Just... let it be..."

He made a subtle gesture to Totenkopf, who walked over to Superbia to silence him, via a punch to the head strong enough to be measured on the Richter scale.

[Tiltjuice]

"So what now?" NVE asked while drinking a beer. "Get drunk and wait till we are extinct. Let's face it, we'll never take over the world. Not with these people around. We aren't a superior species, just a couple of amusement park attractions that got loose."Gretta said and drank another bottle. She was quite drunk at this point.

Cuisine, somewhat distracted by Deader and MB turning Chaos into their personal virtual-reality gaming arena, came over to NVE and Gretta and set down the Denver omelette pizza he'd been making for two other tables and accidentally combined into one dish.

"More...drinks?" the chef asked, still staring at the rabbit and the robed figure.

[The BranRiech]

Bran glanced at Naomi as she flipped shit, he almost felt bad for her.

"Naomi! Can we tone it down a bit? Swith's doing everything she can, she's not a miracle worker." Explained Bran who proceeded to walk over to Mr Doctor.

[Giovenith]

"... What would you have us do, Naomi? Usurp God, run the world as we see fit, trample out free thought to prevent people from hurting each other, completely rewrite the nature order, get rid of death and hope the universe never runs out of space for the never dying people within?... Absolute power corrupts absolutely... You can't save everyone, you just can't. The world isn't perfect, it's a simple fact of life. People die, tears are shed... and yet... life moves on... with... or without you... You can't just let it eat away at you, these things happen... whether we like them to... or not... I do what I can from behind the scenes to help who I can, but... You just can't do it all... fate just happens... A perfect world is a flawed world and not one I would want to live in... So just let go of he pain and anger, let your suffering end, stop beating yourself up... Just... let it be..."

He made a subtle gesture to Totenkopf, who walked over to Superbia to silence him, via a punch to the head strong enough to be measured on the Richter scale.

"He's right, Naomi..." she whispered. "Life is harsh... but that's the price."

[Germanic Templars]

He made a subtle gesture to Totenkopf, who walked over to Superbia to silence him, via a punch to the head strong enough to be measured on the Richter scale.

*his face was crushed inward, but quickly reformed into the original shape* "Good lord, if you wanted me to be quiet you should have just asked nicely." *he said rubbing his face*