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re_alignment2014-08-02 11:26 am
maxicpolarity) wrote in re_alignment2014-08-02 11:26 am
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End Game Part Five: The Traitor
While his brethren are out, seeking to destroy the dual incursions of Demons and Unicron...
Liege has waited, patiently.
His goals have always differed from those of the other thirteen, and now that they are distracted he can put forth a bid for his true desire: Control of the Lambda.
He appears on the network standing on a snow-capped balcony, shadowed by the near-perpetual darkness of his frigid towers.
"Listen, and listen well. To fight is hopeless. We have no guarantee of Primus's return, and we have even less guarantee that we can hold our own against this dual-sided assault. There is another way."
From the top of his tower, Liege raises his arm...and the snow-clouds above him disperse, whipping small flakes across the scene as the Lambda looms--green and ominous in a star-filled sky.
"I have broached a contract with the chaos-bringer. If we allow him into this universe, access to all other universes will be granted to us. Our horizons will be limitless. Put down your arms and rally to me...if you want to explore, or learn, or simply want to return home."
Behind him, a separate portal opens--brilliant and green just like the Lambda.
"Together, we can stop Prima and Vector, and gain something more worthwhile than this useless chunk of rock we have tried to call home. I will be waiting."
[[Those who wish to rally with Liege may come to his temple. Although fighting is not required for this path, he and Unicron will look favorably upon any who proceed through the small tear behind him to help repel Prima and Vector and their forces from the Maw. Those who do will find the gravity of the Lambda working for them--while you won't be able to fly, you will be able to move through the space around the Lambda with ease, re-orienting yourself as you see fit.]]
Liege has waited, patiently.
His goals have always differed from those of the other thirteen, and now that they are distracted he can put forth a bid for his true desire: Control of the Lambda.
He appears on the network standing on a snow-capped balcony, shadowed by the near-perpetual darkness of his frigid towers.
"Listen, and listen well. To fight is hopeless. We have no guarantee of Primus's return, and we have even less guarantee that we can hold our own against this dual-sided assault. There is another way."
From the top of his tower, Liege raises his arm...and the snow-clouds above him disperse, whipping small flakes across the scene as the Lambda looms--green and ominous in a star-filled sky.
"I have broached a contract with the chaos-bringer. If we allow him into this universe, access to all other universes will be granted to us. Our horizons will be limitless. Put down your arms and rally to me...if you want to explore, or learn, or simply want to return home."
Behind him, a separate portal opens--brilliant and green just like the Lambda.
"Together, we can stop Prima and Vector, and gain something more worthwhile than this useless chunk of rock we have tried to call home. I will be waiting."
[[Those who wish to rally with Liege may come to his temple. Although fighting is not required for this path, he and Unicron will look favorably upon any who proceed through the small tear behind him to help repel Prima and Vector and their forces from the Maw. Those who do will find the gravity of the Lambda working for them--while you won't be able to fly, you will be able to move through the space around the Lambda with ease, re-orienting yourself as you see fit.]]
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If going down with a fight is what you're intending, then there are plenty of options available at this time.
If you'd rather live, then there is another way.
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We were all dead when you knew that this behemoth was coming. It was just a matter of time. You're dead. I'm dead. Good job on getting us out of here like you planned.
You're delusional. So naturally, I have to wish you luck. Good luck at dying anyway.
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We shall have to be delusional together, then, for you still bear my mark.
And what will you do, before your end?
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---fight for no one but myself too. You know. Just li---AIIII---ke you.
What will I do?
[ The feed fizzles more, like her audio processors are going. they continue, though warbled and pushed through a processor five times her age. Mmmm, yes, IBM systems, good even after the apocalypse. ]
daisy, daisy. give me your answer, do.
i'll do whatever i want.
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...Glados.
You sound as if you could use some assistance. [Is this concern in his voice? Probably it isn't, but it definitely sounds like an offer.]
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my systems are shutting down.
i've arranged to turn them off, one by one. i've been murdered before, it's no walk in the park.
dying on my terms is better than dying on any of yours.
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There are other options besides dying.