3 - Coming to terms p.2
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Chapter Start
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Apparently while I had been away trying to avoid getting eaten the cannibalistic feeding frenzy that had broken out decided that no, it wanted to be a giant slaughter-fest. And, whatever the hell was piloting the body right now seemed to think that diving straight into the fray would be the best idea.
I think I'm going to black out now, from a mix of pain and whatever this thing is using as an adrenaline substitute.
Here's to hoping I'm going to wake up in front of my computer in a few.
I swear MOOKDZ the next time I see you I'm going to punch the living daylights out of yah.
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Waking up was the last thing that I wanted to do.
Not, because of the pain. Though there was a lot of that present, so much so that I'm pretty confident that it's what woke me up in the first place.
Jerking my eyes open the first thing that was relevant, was that I was alive still. That one little thing was awesome as it means I'm awake from that weird dream. It also means that my laptop actually timed out on me for the first time.
Moving around I noticed that I was comfy, so that means I probably clambered onto my bed.
At least that was the delusion till I had to sneeze.
You know those big and loud sneezes where it's almost like a gunshot in an enclosed space?
My personal advice is to not do that underwater.
I learned that the hard way, by waking up to almost drowning in an odd mixture of fluids, most of which I would probably not like to know.
As the reality began to sink in, I noticed myself humming Taps. One of the most depressing and emotional songs that I know, and it totally matched the death of my hopes.
I had not actually woken up to my bedroom. No, instead I had reawakened as the damn goa'uld symbiote again.
The only difference that I noticed was that I was coated heavily in a mix of blueish blood, which only confirmed the horror of being in a different body for me.
Wiggling around I winced, thanks to raw muscles actually beginning to regrow and repair themselves as a result of whatever had happened after I had fainted from shock.
Looking around in the darkness I couldn't make out anything, it was like being blinded and not being able to see.
It was not fun running into edges and walls in the dark; the whole process was like stumbling around in the dark stubbing your toes and slamming your face into the walls.
Cussing quite vocally, in that annoying skree-burble thing that the symbiotes do underwater, I was hoping that there was a light around here somewhere.
Almost as if it was summoned with magic, a dim light appeared almost like two dim cones shining outwards.
Of f*ing course, the damn things have glow-rods for eyes.
Hmm, the glowing must be produced via either some bio-luminescence, or that wonder metal called naquadah.
Nah, the naquadah-less NID clone symbiotes could do the fancy eye thing in their hosts, so it can't be the naquadah that the standard ones have in them.
I would almost claim that there's something else in my head with me that knows how to make this body work better.
Trying to poke around in my head while I'm just floating around wherever I am, I can't feel anything different. I mean I still think I feel like myself, but my sense of narcissism does seem to be a little larger alongside my sense of pride.
Continuing to float around, I tried to focus deeper into whatever nebulous thing was this body's mind.
As I drifted ever deeper I could feel a vast and tangled web of sharp spurs of instincts that were the framing for whatever mind this was.
As I bottomed out inside of the weird mental visualization of whatever the hell this thing was, I had to wander how they resisted telepathic attacks. I mean with as vast as the Milky Way is, and how screwy physics get regularly violated in all three Stargate TV shows, there had to be some form of telepathy that would let people read minds. I know for a fact that there were memory viewing devices, mind uploads, and whatever the bots did.
But, no as I reached the actual mindscape it was quite different to what I was expecting.
I had been expecting either an Egyptian God's wet dream with slaves and pyramids, or my own which could reasonable look like anything I guess from fiction.
Instead I found a massive world lit up like noon all-day every-day everywhere on the planet in the middle of a void, it was mostly golden with brownish clouds of sand storms. It was like looking at a vast desert that wanted to consume everything. I was high enough that the rivers were mere squiggles of green across a manila canvas. However in the distance, on one of the poles I could make out a region that was all shiny with chrome with splashes of greenery here and there.
Approaching closer to the side that I could only assume was mine, I found a futuristic metropolis. As I came closer I could see that it was oddly laid out, with a strict grid pattern, that also contained gentle curves to the architecture. The greens were vast gardens each individually almost the size of Central Park. The buildings near the center were the tallest, with the very tallest seeming to be more crystal than concrete and steel. While on the outskirts of the city were vast military bases, with a truly massive wall encircling the whole of the city's girth. The wall had to be many times more massive than the Great Wall in China. After all it seemed to serve as one giant military fort / factory.
To give you a sense of scale; if the planet was the size of Earth, then my city would be like 10x the size of New York, New York.
And, as an added kicker, my city was slowly expanding, and it was seemingly evolving along in architecture and technology the closer to the center you got..
Deciding to investigate I turned to one of the bases that were active to see what was going on and why my city was being changed.
I don't know what I expected, but seeing a war with my own eyes was both one of the most interesting and most distressing events of my life. From my vantage point I could make out hordes of Jaffa emerging from pyramids that were scattered all across the desert. Marching to meet them was an army emerging from my wall, with air support.
It was oddly reminiscent of a body's immune system trying to fight off an infection. Since it would appear that with every victory on the city's side the front advanced into the desert, I think I'm that infection. And if I'm the infection then the desert would be the mind of goa'uld that I was possessing.
Now that I know I'm the city, the advancements to the structure must be a result of claiming parts of the landscape that would relate to some form of technology. And if the structures in said city were what was spawning my units then the larger it gets then the faster I could overwhelm the goa'uld's defenses.
Those pyramids could be an issue though in that they seemed to be the spawn points for the Jaffa, and the further in you went the closer they got as more and more laid in the desert inactive.
Directly opposite my core was a pyramid that was taller than anything on earth that was ever conceived. Surrounding the thing's pyramid core was a vast city of pyramids, with vast plains of primitive villages.
I could literally feel the slumbering beast under that pyramid. It made me feel small, and inconsequential which I tell you I've only ever felt once before while I was truly human.
I knew that once that thing awakened I would lose as the half-buried shipyards and pyramids in the depths of the desert would come to life with a flurry of vengeance.
The only thing that was preventing the beast from stirring was the fact that while maturing they were not really intelligent, but more like a semi-feral beast. This one though seemed to think it was in a Jaffa's prim'ta pouch. The pouch's seemed to render them semi-catatonic, or comatose for the near decade that it takes them to mature after being inserted..
Something about the pool that I had been tossed in must be pushing the symbiotes into a state that was mid-way between the two.
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'Dammit' coming out of that trance was like drinking a gallon of Monster and holding your pee in while the worst headaches of your life decided that now was a good time to reappear to team up on you alongside those ice-cream headaches.
Blinking my eyes I turned only to cuss as my still on eye beams illuminated the dull and glassy eyes of the massive one that had tried to eat me earlier.
Darting back I took notice of the various fresh markings on its head along with the bites that had been torn out of its throat.
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Chapter End
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2017/1/13 punctuation edits made