Welcome to Sadevko City, Non-Amerikan (Closed)

[New Amerik]

"To those we've lost, and Have yet to Meet" Nigel Toasted with a Mug of Tea

"To Socialist Nationalism, and Science, and Progress," Reeder said, raising a glass of Emperor's Poison, "May we drive our enemies before us, and put them to the sword."

"And may they die a thousand deaths." Brant said "Now let's have some music!"

"Oh, sure!" Reedee said, "Mr. Atkon, can you play a nice military tune?" The only response was a deep "Yes" as suddenly, an Amerikan military tune began to play.

"Not really the type of music but whatever." Brant said taking a drink before handing it off.
"Imagine how the enemy acts when they hear that." Mikan said
"They'd laugh until they died." Iris said

"Nah, by the time they hear it they've got thousands of EPEP bolts turning their friends and family into gobs of red liquid and giant vehicles smashing into their ranks."

The Jormundagr lifted up, and started to speed up, turning vertical and speeding up to fly straight up into the air.

[Chaos Crescent]

"How pleasant." Brant stated
"So you believe this place will remain together no matter what." Iris said
"I'd be amazed if it remains together." Mikan said "But then the people seem to love how everything is running."

[New Amerik]

"How pleasant." Brant stated
"So you believe this place will remain together no matter what." Iris said
"I'd be amazed if it remains together." Mikan said "But then the people seem to love how everything is running."

Reeder nodded. "Indeed. Our only danger comes from space based civilizations, and they seem to forget the usefulness of psionic and magical technology. We've run a set of hypothetical situations using criminals as the catalyst, and we could hypothetically hold off a minor invasion by the Decepticons."


The Limousine flattened out and stabilized, the driver bringing them around the buildings in arcs, swerving them around buildings in very dark conditions, the limo's headlights providing light as they traveled, unimpeded by traffic as they were very low. The complexes stretched out, large black square areas filled with transportation tubes, power lines, waste, and mechanical parts making the city flow smoothly.

"In a recent poll, 94% of the populace demonstrated a satisfaction of content or higher on what they thought of the government's position on issues. The remaining 6% were either criminals or were dissatisfied with only a few areas."

[Chaos Crescent]

"How pleasant." Brant stated
"So you believe this place will remain together no matter what." Iris said
"I'd be amazed if it remains together." Mikan said "But then the people seem to love how everything is running."

Reeder nodded. "Indeed. Our only danger comes from space based civilizations, and they seem to forget the usefulness of psionic and magical technology. We've run a set of hypothetical situations using criminals as the catalyst, and we could hypothetically hold off a minor invasion by the Decepticons."


The Limousine flattened out and stabilized, the driver bringing them around the buildings in arcs, swerving them around buildings in very dark conditions, the limo's headlights providing light as they traveled, unimpeded by traffic as they were very low. The complexes stretched out, large black square areas filled with transportation tubes, power lines, waste, and mechanical parts making the city flow smoothly.

"In a recent poll, 94% of the populace demonstrated a satisfaction of content or higher on what they thought of the government's position on issues. The remaining 6% were either criminals or were dissatisfied with only a few areas."

"Better a small percent dissatisfied than a higher one." Iris said
"Magical Technology? Decepticons?" Mikan said
"Yeah driver can you driver without seeing?" Brant asked

[New Amerik]

"How pleasant." Brant stated
"So you believe this place will remain together no matter what." Iris said
"I'd be amazed if it remains together." Mikan said "But then the people seem to love how everything is running."

Reeder nodded. "Indeed. Our only danger comes from space based civilizations, and they seem to forget the usefulness of psionic and magical technology. We've run a set of hypothetical situations using criminals as the catalyst, and we could hypothetically hold off a minor invasion by the Decepticons."


The Limousine flattened out and stabilized, the driver bringing them around the buildings in arcs, swerving them around buildings in very dark conditions, the limo's headlights providing light as they traveled, unimpeded by traffic as they were very low. The complexes stretched out, large black square areas filled with transportation tubes, power lines, waste, and mechanical parts making the city flow smoothly.

"In a recent poll, 94% of the populace demonstrated a satisfaction of content or higher on what they thought of the government's position on issues. The remaining 6% were either criminals or were dissatisfied with only a few areas."

"Better a small percent dissatisfied than a higher one." Iris said
"Magical Technology? Decepticons?" Mikan said
"Yeah driver can you driver without seeing?" Brant asked

"Oh yeah," Reeder affirmed, "Magical technology, that's what the Mechromancy Division studies. And Decepticons are like giant robots, like what the Japanese have, only they're aliens. Or something. And the driver can see, it's just like night driving!"

As the limo drove, it began approaching a large structure. Less curvy than the other spires, this was like a pyramid, rising many miles up into the air, and surrounded by stained glass windows of the Emperor and Amerikan battle scenes, statues and curling motifs of skeletal angels customized with mechanical additions and biogenetic mutations, and loudspeakers all over the place. It was like a cathedral, built on a grimed scale, and darkened by Vasquailost interpretations.

"The Scientology Spire. That's it, up ahead."

[Chaos Crescent]

"Probably different view of magical from us." Mikan commented

The Scientology Spire was rather plain in the sense that it was just normal but with stained glassed showing battles, warped angels of bone and speakers. Together it was rather dark and foreboding.

"I like this design more than the others." Iris said
"Ah speaks of the dark underbelly of this place more than the club did." Brant said

[New Amerik]

"Probably different view of magical from us." Mikan commented

The Scientology Spire was rather plain in the sense that it was just normal but with stained glassed showing battles, warped angels of bone and speakers. Together it was rather dark and foreboding.

"I like this design more than the others." Iris said
"Ah speaks of the dark underbelly of this place more than the club did." Brant said

Reeder nodded, as the limo came up to a parking spot. It was identifiable as one because strips of concrete jutted out from the main walkway at regular intervels, providing rectangular areas with which to park in. The limo went up to one of these areas, and slid in, hovering on air as the driver turned the limo off, letting it just barely hover in the air as the door opened up. Reeder got out and stood on the concrete divider, and began walking along the black path towards a walkway by the side of the Spire, the wall being huge, and stretching out like a vast monolith.

He nodded. "The main house of worship for Vasquailists also stands as the Spire for Scientology. Watch out. These people are far more serious and open about their faith than the others we've met. Some border on the fanatical."

[Chaos Crescent]

"Fanatics. Great." Brant said
"Near fanatics, darling." Iris said
"Doesn't make a difference." Brant said

The group followed after Reeder to met the near fanatics and hoped not to cross their paths.

"Hope their not too Fanatical." Mikan said
"We'll see soon enough." Iris said

[New Amerik]

Reeder led the group down the walkway, passing under such things as brilliant stained glass frescos that glinted in the moonlight, Angels of Death that twisted their robotic heads to stare with their camera'd eyes at the group as they moved past, and on turning a corner a massive EPEP emplacements, twenty-four sixteen foot cannons that turned this way and that, tracking the sky. He led the group around and down, walking down a ramp while keeping one hand on the cold smooth wall as he passed. The air was relatively quiet, with only the usual sound of thousands of cars purring in the distance and, far off in the distance, the sound of sirens.

Reeder noted, "Scientology here is the study of psionics, and is where the Choir is based from. It can provide mental power to anywhere in the city, and even a few miles beyond it. It is also the main place of worship, and we'll be entering through the main hall. The Divisional Leader should be meeting us there."

[Chaos Crescent]

They felt well not really felt the camera's following them and got a glance of emplacements as they continued on towards the main hall. With the constant dull roar of cars far off and sirens.

"Really that a big bubble." Mikan commented on the choirs reach.
"Main place of worship and I'm entering it." Brant said mostly to himself
"Is the leader a fanatic?" Iris asked

The silver wolf growled.

"No even if it turns out to be true." Brant said

The wolf barked.

"Fine I'll drop you off on Terra." Brant said "Only for an hour."

[New Amerik]

Reeder shook his head. "Xavior? No, he enjoys a good joke every now and then with his power, but he's no fanatic. More like a proud worshippers, but no 'Death to the Luddite!' from him."

They kept going lower, with Reeder pointed out their eventual destination: the giant doors that opened up to allow people to enter the Spire.

[Chaos Crescent]

Reeder shook his head. "Xavior? No, he enjoys a good joke every now and then with his power, but he's no fanatic. More like a proud worshippers, but no 'Death to the Luddite!' from him."

They kept going lower, with Reeder pointed out their eventual destination: the giant doors that opened up to allow people to enter the Spire.

"Oh really hmm." Brant said
"Powers. Gonna ask him about that." Iris said
"Proud worshiper makes it sound like a fanatic but then fanatics are more like zealots actually no." Mikan said "But nonetheless sounds slight fanatical."

[New Amerik]

Reeder led them down, and pointed to the doorway. It stretched upwards, a hundred or more feet high, and he said, "Right. In we go!" as, with a quiet click, the doors began to slowly, slowly swing open, revealing nothing but darkness within.

Reeder led them inside, on deep green carpeting that stretched forwards for aeons. Even once they had stepped inside, the far edge of the building could not be seen. They were on the central carpet, easily twenty feet wide, and flanked...by pews. Pews upon pews upon pews, in rows and with side staircases making them exist in columns as well. They were of the same black metal, square and blocky, and barred to prevent one from falling out. The black grids of seats were on either side of them as Reeder led them forward, and small black forms were visible on the back of each one as they walked.

The sides of the church were decorated brilliantly, entire frescos and tapestries of battle scenes, important surgeries, and the Emperor's travels. Enormous Guardian Angyls, like oversized versions of the Angyls but in black metal giving them a Terminator-like appearance watched over them, scythes at the ready: someone with knowledge of how New Amerik worked could guess that these were fully capable of warding off enemies. They looked able to go toe-to-toe with a MBT. The scenes were of all types as well: one could see The Dean, halo over his head and ten of his arms out, preparing for surgery over the recognizable form of Sally Pertwee; a dark figure, two scythes ready to strike, standing over the Emperor, blown up to appear just as large; Legionnaires firing in organized ranks at disorganized men in Second Confederacy uniforms, doing heavy damage while being almost entirely unwounded, and more.

Far above them, they could see a candelabra. It glinted off the light of a thousand suns: fifty expanding circles of EPEP chambers, cloaking the entire visible area in green light, but still not enough to reveal the far back wall.

[Crystillaeia]

Reeder led them down, and pointed to the doorway. It stretched upwards, a hundred or more feet high, and he said, "Right. In we go!" as, with a quiet click, the doors began to slowly, slowly swing open, revealing nothing but darkness within.

Reeder led them inside, on deep green carpeting that stretched forwards for aeons. Even once they had stepped inside, the far edge of the building could not be seen. They were on the central carpet, easily twenty feet wide, and flanked...by pews. Pews upon pews upon pews, in rows and with side staircases making them exist in columns as well. They were of the same black metal, square and blocky, and barred to prevent one from falling out. The black grids of seats were on either side of them as Reeder led them forward, and small black forms were visible on the back of each one as they walked.

The sides of the church were decorated brilliantly, entire frescos and tapestries of battle scenes, important surgeries, and the Emperor's travels. Enormous Guardian Angyls, like oversized versions of the Angyls but in black metal giving them a Terminator-like appearance watched over them, scythes at the ready: someone with knowledge of how New Amerik worked could guess that these were fully capable of warding off enemies. They looked able to go toe-to-toe with a MBT. The scenes were of all types as well: one could see The Dean, halo over his head and ten of his arms out, preparing for surgery over the recognizable form of Sally Pertwee; a dark figure, two scythes ready to strike, standing over the Emperor, blown up to appear just as large; Legionnaires firing in organized ranks at disorganized men in Second Confederacy uniforms, doing heavy damage while being almost entirely unwounded, and more.

Far above them, they could see a candelabra. It glinted off the light of a thousand suns: fifty expanding circles of EPEP chambers, cloaking the entire visible area in green light, but still not enough to reveal the far back wall.

Crilkk looked around in absolute awe.

[Chaos Crescent]

The inside was dark but both Iris and Mikan could see only pews until they went farther in. They saw various images of events that had happen and only one they truly were there to see was the bringing of Sally Pertwee and the stupidity of certain people.

"Ah I remember the stupidity of some people at the Sally gathering." Brant said
"We're they even smart in the first place?" Iris said
"That's not nice but it is true." Mikan said "Two scythes but now missing one. Not the image though."

[New Amerik]

Reeder led them further without speaking. They traveled, continuously past the pews, until they at last were able to see the end wall.

The carpet ended, but spread out to both sides in a t-shape, leading up and curving around to make spiraling staircases that led up and further back into a back room seventy feet above the ground. However, it was the wall that was the focal point.

Two reliefs of people were carved standing in the wall, each sixty feet tall. Though stylized, they were recognizable as the Emperor and Empress, dressed in usual uniform and with arms spread out, 'blessing' the people viewing them. Neither smiling, nor frowning, they looked on in utter neutrality. By their sides, shorter at only forty feet tall, were two hooded figures, one on each side, faces invisible and hovering above the ground as they waited, servants at their master and mistress's side. Above the people, spiraling script was written in a flowing script, detailing every accomplishment of the Emperor and Empress, so long it was forced to the sides of the room and had to curl around the walls and the staircases, and yet still unfinished.

On the ground, however, there was an African-Amerikan man, in lab coat and trousers, hands outstretched to either side and with a very large afro. Before they could reach him, however, they were stopped by a group of young people. They were, both men and women, shaven at their heads, and tattooed with a variety of religious symbols, including the helix, the saber, and the syringe. Dressed in long robes that left their arms bare, and wielding long tapered and spiked whips, they spoke, "All are exposed before the loving eyes of He who is the Living God! What pardoners here have come to seek repentance in His eyes? Do you support the spread of Science, or are you Luddites, come here to atone for your sins?"

[Crystillaeia]

Reeder led them further without speaking. They traveled, continuously past the pews, until they at last were able to see the end wall.

The carpet ended, but spread out to both sides in a t-shape, leading up and curving around to make spiraling staircases that led up and further back into a back room seventy feet above the ground. However, it was the wall that was the focal point.

Two reliefs of people were carved standing in the wall, each sixty feet tall. Though stylized, they were recognizable as the Emperor and Empress, dressed in usual uniform and with arms spread out, 'blessing' the people viewing them. Neither smiling, nor frowning, they looked on in utter neutrality. By their sides, shorter at only forty feet tall, were two hooded figures, one on each side, faces invisible and hovering above the ground as they waited, servants at their master and mistress's side. Above the people, spiraling script was written in a flowing script, detailing every accomplishment of the Emperor and Empress, so long it was forced to the sides of the room and had to curl around the walls and the staircases, and yet still unfinished.

On the ground, however, there was an African-Amerikan man, in lab coat and trousers, hands outstretched to either side and with a very large afro. Before they could reach him, however, they were stopped by a group of young people. They were, both men and women, shaven at their heads, and tattooed with a variety of religious symbols, including the helix, the saber, and the syringe. Dressed in long robes that left their arms bare, and wielding long tapered and spiked whips, they spoke, "All are exposed before the loving eyes of He who is the Living God! What pardoners here have come to seek repentance in His eyes? Do you support the spread of Science, or are you Luddites, come here to atone for your sins?"

"I don't know about the others, but I fully support Science. I also support the arts." he produced a small knot of wood, and, changing his two fingers into a blade, quickly carved it into a small falcon, screeching and diving, talons outstretched, then handed it to Iris.

[Chaos Crescent]

The eyes followed the scripted drawn to it it only spoke of accomplishments but they could feel it. The power going off it not actually power but they could feel it. This place was a focus point a very saturated one.

"My head is hurting." Brant commented
"Can't block it out or channel it." Iris said
"Least it wont kill us." Mikan said

The three noticed the group of marked and armed men and women.

"I need a drink." Brant said "Repentance/Atonement nope and I say that for the three of us. Spread of science yes."
"Spread of science only." Iris said ears laid back
"Science only." Mikan ears twitching repeatedly

[New Amerik]

The young men and women nodded, saying only, "If it destruction you seek within His Halls, we shall descend upon you like He did with the Swarm at The Holy City, and you shall be obliterated. You say you are worshippers of Science, however, so you may pass underneath His watchful eyes."

They drew back into the shadows, and Reeder motioned them forwards, towards the waiting man, as he stood, eyes closed. When they approached, he said only five words, in a deep rich voice that rang out with clarity in the Spire.

"Red pill, or blue pill?"

[Crystillaeia]

The young men and women nodded, saying only, "If it destruction you seek within His Halls, we shall descend upon you like He did with the Swarm at The Holy City, and you shall be obliterated. You say you are worshippers of Science, however, so you may pass underneath His watchful eyes."

They drew back into the shadows, and Reeder motioned them forwards, towards the waiting man, as he stood, eyes closed. When they approached, he said only five words, in a deep rich voice that rang out with clarity in the Spire.

"Red pill, or blue pill?"

OOC: WHAT?! oh, come on! I don't believe this! oh, jeez! what the heck?! *grumbling sigh*

[Chaos Crescent]

After the group of people disappeared or faded back to the darkness they continued they reached a man with his eyes closed. Who spoke only five words and only five words.

"Depends which will get rid of this damn head ache." Brant said
"How deep is the rabbit hole?" Iris asked
"Red pill. Then the blue." Mikan said

[New Amerik]

The man spoke, "They are not pills for the physical; rather, for the mental. Do you desire clarity, or advancement? Red pill....or blue pill?"

[Crystillaeia]

The man spoke, "They are not pills for the physical; rather, for the mental. Do you desire clarity, or advancement? Red pill....or blue pill?"

"blue pill, if that is advancement. with advancement will eventually come clarity, am I right?"

[Chaos Crescent]

The man spoke, "They are not pills for the physical; rather, for the mental. Do you desire clarity, or advancement? Red pill....or blue pill?"

"Really damn then neither. But I still want this damn head *pauses* I such an idiot." Brant said before closing his eyes.

"How could we forget that." Iris said doing the same thing ears no longer laid back

"To much oddness." Mikan said ears no longer twitching "You do know this place gives off so much power anyone could actually feel it. Even those words on the wall do."

"And no its a different power from what you know. And we're not going to bother explaining it." Brant clarified

OOC: Out for the night.

[The Floor Kippers]

Nigel Was Of in a World of his own, He Had pulled a Device, Consisting Mainly of Alarm Clock, and Was Spinning this way and that as the device Pinged "Unbelievable"