adventures in Time And Relavent Dimensions In Space (Closed)

[The Floor Kippers]

"Are my wings that beautiful that they can erase a man's memory?" Victoria asked with a chuckle.

[Warhaven]

"For me at least." Victor chuckled.

An alarm went off in his pocket.

"Aww drat. I have to get home. Someday, we'll be old enough to go on longer dates. Until next time, next Saturday." Victor sighed.

[The Floor Kippers]

"Oh," Victoria said, looking a little upset at that fact.

Then a thought struck her and she smiled.

"Would you like me to walk you home so no vagabond or ne'er do well will harass you?" She asked.

[Warhaven]

Victor smiled.

"ok." He said, hopping up.

He paused in thought.

"Your parents should be informed, but I'm not brave enough to enter the kitchen, and possibly catch them, err, together. An older sibling perhaps?" Victor suggested.

[The Floor Kippers]

"I don't think anyone wants to disturb that," Victoria said, "But let's see if Dexal will go in. Oh crumbs, I just thought, Dex and Jezebel will be busy, kissing. We'll have to interrupt them to interrupt mom and dad. Perhaps I'd best do it myself."

[Warhaven]

"Are you sure you want to see, that?" Victor asked, as the sounds of moaning could be heard from the kitchen.

[The Floor Kippers]

"It's how I got here isn't it?" Victoria said, "I'm not just gonna barge in, I'm gonna knock."

To prove her point she banged loudly on the door.

"Mom, Dad! Is is okay if I walk Victor Home!?" She shouted.

[Warhaven]

Oh yes! YES! YES!" Came Jezeel's response.

Victor chuckled, and prepared to leave with Victoria.

[The Floor Kippers]

"Not sure if that was to me, but what the heck, I'll take it," Victoria said as Charlie roared Jezeel's name.

"Let's go before they get louder," Victoria said, grabbing a coat and hurrying for the exit.

[Warhaven]

Victor ran for the exit as fast as he could go, and didn't stop until he was well into the city and headed towards the gate to Dwarvenholt.

[The Floor Kippers]

When they were well clear of the Palace, Victoria slowed down and strolled along.

"So, you've seen my home life," Victoria said, "What about yours?"

[Warhaven]

"I'll show you that next Saturday, if you like." Victor promised.

[The Floor Kippers]

"I'd like that very much," Victoria said, "I want to see if there are other parents anything like mine."

[Warhaven]

"Well, according to rumors, The Emporer may very well be one of the greatest romantics around." Victor said.

[The Floor Kippers]

"Oh, I know that," Victoria said, "Just ask aunty Carol, she loves him as much, if not more than Dad loves mom."

[Warhaven]

"To tell you the truth, The emperor irritates the greater majority of men in The Bureaucracy, because he makes it seem so easy and effortless, he always knows what to say, what to do. The rest actually have to try to be romantic like that." Victor said.

[The Floor Kippers]

"Then I think they miss the point," Victoria said, "Romance isn't a game where there's someone better than you. It's like if I was jealous and irritated by the forge fathers because they forge better than me. I say try your best and forget what others do for their loved ones."

[Warhaven]

Victor stopped short in utter surprise as Sara came out of nowhere, arms around Melody, from behind them.

"I'm not an eavesdropper, and simply happened to be out for a walk with my fiancé. All the same, your talking my language, so a bit of advice. It isn't real romance if you have to force it. Case in point, you two. You have each other's attention, know each other a little, now what? Let it mellow, while you learn more about each other, the sparks will come on their own. When that starts happening, when you start feeling the sparks fly between you, tell the other, in whatever way comes easiest and most natural to you. Brother is a master of words. Sarah Angel uses clouds, insects, and flowers. I'm all over the place and mood dependent. Jezeel expresses her love for Charlie through cooking, and other, more private methods, such as taking the time and effort to by attractive undergarments to wear for him, or going to the spa. She hates the spa, but does it anyway because it thrills Charlie to see her afterwards. So, what about you two, what could a pair of smiths do to express themselves to each other, that's the question. Find the answer, and you'll be in Pondera's league." Sara said.

She passed them by, genuinely simply out for a stroll with Melody.

[The Floor Kippers]

"You know, It's not surprising that since Sara started working in her divine area, the number of single people has dropped sharply," Victoria said, making a mental note of what Sara had said.

[Warhaven]

"I didn't know there was anyone but us young folk left. Even on Earth, I hear her influence is spreading. Good advice though. I say we keep it secret from each other, what we're going to do at that point. That way we can surprise each other." Victor suggested, as they reached the gate in the center of town. He programmed it for Dwarvenholt, and being Thorin's son, was able to get it adjusted to the Dreadhammer Clan gate in their area of Dwarvenholt. He paused.

"Let Victoria access The Dreadhammer Clan Private Gate." Victor told the gate. It beeped in acknowledgement.

"I'll handle my father for that one. Oh I just know he's going to shave my beard over it." Victor said, fearing the worst.

[The Floor Kippers]

"Oh, that'll be a shame," Victoria said, "I like your beard."

[Warhaven]

"So do I." Victor sighed. Then he shook Victoria's hand suddenly, and darted off through the gate to handle his father.

The next day would come another attack from the seemingly tireless Niel Ra, who was convinced Castiel Ra was simply a fluke. It'd actually start at midnight, The Sands bubbling, then, nothing.

But that morning....

Dexal would awaken to quite a surprise. Ziella in bed with him! Except, she was different, older. More matured. She also wore a plain gold wedding band on her finger, and so did he. He was also somehow older, more matured. But he'd remember only that he'd gone to bed, alone, like normal. This left the question of, what happened?

Calufrax, and the assorted time casters would know, Time itself was broken and thrown out of order entirely! Past, present, and future were all intermingled randomly.

Charlie would find himself taking care of a baby Jezeel, Charlie himself ten years older than normal. Carol would be reverted to childhood, but Pondera would be an old man. Bill and Agatha would be teenagers again, William and Karesh would both be married adults. These were but a handful of the various effects of broken time.

[The Floor Kippers]

Dexal yelled in surprise and fell out of bed.
Charlie meanwhile cradled the infant Jezeel

Calufrax meanwhile slipped out of the Bearing Mountains for Titfield, attracted by the Temporal beacon set up by Thomas Stone to attract all the time casters.
Belgium was in disarray, some parts were back in the second world war, some back at it's very founding. Titfield was both inhabited and deserted.
Nigel was now over 5000 years old and Elizabeth a mere 10.
The Clock tower on Parliament HQ read Half six, ten to two, quarter past nine and was on fire all at once.

[Warhaven]

Warhaven Casters showed up too, but more importantly, so did Chron.

Pachuco was amused by this turn of events.

"Chaotic, wonderful! I knew there was a reason we'd lingered. You and the girls help the people as they need it. I'll help the casters." Pachuco said, then disappeared, reappearing next to Thomas in a Chaos Tornado.

"This is Temporal, but this is also Chaos. So I'll be able to help you through this." Pachuco said.

"That's good, because Niel Ra didn't attack us, she attacked Time itself as a means of cracking open our defenses. I've got Sam and Nyx on alert. Their both full grown adults at the moment. The great temple at the center of time has been destroyed, and it has been as detrimental for us, as if an individual's heart had been physically destroyed. We must rebuild The Temple as fast as we can, and reorganize time." Chron said.

[The Floor Kippers]

"The time is out of joint," Thomas said, never one to miss a chance to quote Shakespeare, "I think this is a good time to, ahem, liberate the staff of time from the Black Archives. Sir Nigel tells me It's powerful artefact, responsible for the 2010 American continent extinction event. It could well be useful."