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- Omniverse #1345
They were trying to minimize cleanup, but upon discovering the level of the problem promptly switched to "nuke it from orbit and pray"
Paradox (SI)
- Thread starter Hiver
- Start date
51
"How is it looking?" Wrathion asked, leaning forward to peer into the floating illusionary screen.
"Starting to see damage so it should be getting close," I said and leaned back against the bench as I watched.
In the distance trees were laying down, all in one direction. The small dragonfly construct buzzed on across the devastation below.
"Jesus Christ, Atreus," Alexis breathed as she watched, "I know you said it would be a big explosion, but… wow. Are you sure this won't affect the timeline?" she then asked, looking at Chromie.
Chromie shrugged, "Sure it will. But I'm not sure it's in any way that can't be adjusted or fixed. Less than those creatures being allowed to run wild anyway."
"Well," Sheila said as the construct moved to circle the crater at ground zero, "Not seeing any sign of any of those things. How long until we find out if it works."
Chromie sighed and shook her head, "A month. If they survived, we'll find out a lot sooner I think."
"So we should move somewhere we won't cause trouble for a month," Sheila said, "Atreus, what's the range of this thing?"
I shrugged, "We won't run out of range."
"Good, then have it circle the area and look for any traces. Meanwhile, we should relocate to somewhere we can actually stretch out. Chromie, are there any such places at this time? There we won't run into anything?"
Chromie nodded, "Plenty," she said and then looked at me, "Any of the islands along the west edge of the continent should be abandoned for the next thousand years at least."
"Wrathion, would you mind flying us?" I asked, "I need to adjust this thing."
"I can," he agreed and got up, heading towards the control orb.
I picked up the much smaller control orb for the dragonfly constructs and started to adjust its directions. Being an enchantment and mechanical construct it wasn't very smart.
Also, I didn't make it to be overly user friendly so I had to adjust it manually.
By the time I was finally finished, sunlight streamed in through the large windows and clouds were flowing past below, Wrathion standing with his hands on the orb controlling the ship, looking out into the distance.
Umbria was standing next to him, one hand on his shoulder as she looked out towards the horizon.
I glanced back. Sheila was sitting with her back to the bulkhead, reading a book while Ren was laying on the mattress next to her, seemingly asleep.
Chromie was sitting at one end of the other bench, legs crossed, peering into what seemed to be a ball of whirling golden energy held between her hands.
Alexis was by one of the windows, going through her bag.
I got up and walked over to her, "Any temptation to head to Earth and check out some cave art?" I asked.
"We're not that far back," she said and smiled a bit, "And not really. Earth pretty much sucks in this timeframe."
"Isn't that Earth in most times?" I asked and looked down at the landscape below.
"...Yeah," she admitted and looked into her bag for a moment, "I mean, look at dragons. Dragons had a pretty advanced civilization now. Thousands of thousands of years before humans. Maybe not any technology as such, but not like dragons need it."
"Not really a fair comparison," I admitted, "Dragons are the technology. We are an artificial species, no more naturally evolved than a dog. Probably less actually thinking about it."
"The Titans," Alexis said quietly and then shook her head, "I don't like it. I saw what even just talking to one did to you and Ren."
I shrugged a bit. Even now I couldn't bring myself to be angry about it. I likely should, but… I couldn't even really get upset about not being angry about it. Maybe I should look into it, what if somebody managed to hijack that mechanism.
Alexis frowned at me and then shook her head, "That's unnatural. He literally mind controlled you and you're not even upset about it. I know you, you should be fucking pissed."
"...Probably," I admitted, "But I'm not sure I can."
She sighed, "Well, we just have to keep all of you away from any titans or… titan avatars.
"Likely for the best," I admitted, "Not that we're likely to run into any right now, we should just lay down until the entire thing stabilizes and we get an answer from Chromie."
"Yeah, because laying low is something a bunch of dragons do so well."
I glowered at her.
#########
I soared above the jungle clinging to the entire island, thick and steaming like a matt of enormous moss.
Pulling up hard as I reached the middle mountain, I banked around and then rolled, diving down the other side.
Spreading my wings I leveled out only for a shadow to hit me from above and I twisted in the air just in time to meet my attacker claw to claw, jaw to jaw.
Wrathion snarled as he hit me, claws clawing and he reared back to let lose with his fire breath as we fell, spiraling down towards the ground.
I twisted and returned fire with my own breath of frost.
Pushing away, I spread my wings and pulled up hard as the ground started to flash up towards us faster and faster.
Wrathion twisted and pulled up, his claws brushing the trees below.
I sank down to fly next to him, "You were a bit too close on that one," I said, "Not looking forward to telling Umbria she has to scrape you off the ground."
"I had it fully under control," he countered and shifted back and forth in a lazy S turn, "You are the one that almost missed me."
"I knew exactly where you were," I growled and beat my wings to speed up, heading towards the ocean glittering in the distance.
Wrathion laughed, "Is that why I almost hit you in the back."
"Luring you into a false sense of security."
"You're too reliant on that armor of yours, you need to practice fighting without it," Wrathion pointed out.
I growled at him. Not that he was technically wrong, as the elf bitch had proven knowing how to fight without my gear was important, but that was what spells and summons were for.
But he still had a point, it was an advantage most Planeswalkers didn't have. Being a dragon is a fairly large advantage and I might as well make use of it.
I pulled up and then threw myself to the side towards him as we moved out across the water, folding my wings as I hit him from above.
Wrathion twisted in the air, meeting my claw to claw and we hit the water hard with a massive splash.
Wrathion snarled and then pulled away, twisting and then swimming up towards the surface. I turned and followed along.
My swimming was better than his. Well, to be expected, Blues always were more comfortable with water than any other flight.
I laughed and launched myself out of the water, spreading my wings and climbing towards the sky.
Wrathion growled and followed as I swept across the beach towards the camp in the distance next to the landed ship.
I circled high as Wrathion went in for landing. The horizon stretched out so far and showed nothing but ocean.
We were alone here.
Well, almost alone here, there was a primitive troll tribe at the other side of the island but they thought spears were the height of high technology and were somewhat reluctant to go anywhere near us. So they didn't really count.
Circling once more, I then started to lower down to a landing just next to the ship, beating my wings twice before I looked around, "Where is everyone?"
"Hunting," Alexis said as she walked out from the ship, carrying a bag over her shoulder, "Chromie was hungry and took off across the ocean, everyone else followed."
"Maybe she's going whaling," I said and settled down on the sand, folding my wings, "Where are you going?"
Alexis shook her head, "Just need to get away from the ship for a while," she admitted, "Figured I'd have a look around the island."
Wrathion watched her, "There are trolls," he said, "Be careful."
She smiled and raised a hand to pat his snout before scratching behind his nosehorn, "I will, don't worry. Besides, they don't go to this side of the island. You guys make them nervous for some reason," she said and smirked, poking one of his fangs before she headed for the edge of the jungle.
Wrathion watched her go before he put his head down with a sigh when she was out of sight.
No luck, huh? He still had a thing for Alexis clearly, but she had stuck to her 'humanoid only and no groups' policy.
He'll get over it.
Setting my own head down on the warm sand, I closed my eyes. Almost two weeks since the device activated, the world hadn't ended, there was no sign of the creatures any of my three constructs could detect and no one seems to have discovered us. The Bronze likely knew, but like usual they didn't tell anyone anything. Which while normally was infuriating, but my life rule of 'if a bronze dragon doesn't show up to stop you, how bad can it really be' had worked out for me quite well so far.
We had picked a fairly nice place to hide out in, I had to admit. Sure, it was quite a bit hotter than I prefered and had way too few icebergs.
Closing my eyes, I drifted off in the warm sun.
"Starting to see damage so it should be getting close," I said and leaned back against the bench as I watched.
In the distance trees were laying down, all in one direction. The small dragonfly construct buzzed on across the devastation below.
"Jesus Christ, Atreus," Alexis breathed as she watched, "I know you said it would be a big explosion, but… wow. Are you sure this won't affect the timeline?" she then asked, looking at Chromie.
Chromie shrugged, "Sure it will. But I'm not sure it's in any way that can't be adjusted or fixed. Less than those creatures being allowed to run wild anyway."
"Well," Sheila said as the construct moved to circle the crater at ground zero, "Not seeing any sign of any of those things. How long until we find out if it works."
Chromie sighed and shook her head, "A month. If they survived, we'll find out a lot sooner I think."
"So we should move somewhere we won't cause trouble for a month," Sheila said, "Atreus, what's the range of this thing?"
I shrugged, "We won't run out of range."
"Good, then have it circle the area and look for any traces. Meanwhile, we should relocate to somewhere we can actually stretch out. Chromie, are there any such places at this time? There we won't run into anything?"
Chromie nodded, "Plenty," she said and then looked at me, "Any of the islands along the west edge of the continent should be abandoned for the next thousand years at least."
"Wrathion, would you mind flying us?" I asked, "I need to adjust this thing."
"I can," he agreed and got up, heading towards the control orb.
I picked up the much smaller control orb for the dragonfly constructs and started to adjust its directions. Being an enchantment and mechanical construct it wasn't very smart.
Also, I didn't make it to be overly user friendly so I had to adjust it manually.
By the time I was finally finished, sunlight streamed in through the large windows and clouds were flowing past below, Wrathion standing with his hands on the orb controlling the ship, looking out into the distance.
Umbria was standing next to him, one hand on his shoulder as she looked out towards the horizon.
I glanced back. Sheila was sitting with her back to the bulkhead, reading a book while Ren was laying on the mattress next to her, seemingly asleep.
Chromie was sitting at one end of the other bench, legs crossed, peering into what seemed to be a ball of whirling golden energy held between her hands.
Alexis was by one of the windows, going through her bag.
I got up and walked over to her, "Any temptation to head to Earth and check out some cave art?" I asked.
"We're not that far back," she said and smiled a bit, "And not really. Earth pretty much sucks in this timeframe."
"Isn't that Earth in most times?" I asked and looked down at the landscape below.
"...Yeah," she admitted and looked into her bag for a moment, "I mean, look at dragons. Dragons had a pretty advanced civilization now. Thousands of thousands of years before humans. Maybe not any technology as such, but not like dragons need it."
"Not really a fair comparison," I admitted, "Dragons are the technology. We are an artificial species, no more naturally evolved than a dog. Probably less actually thinking about it."
"The Titans," Alexis said quietly and then shook her head, "I don't like it. I saw what even just talking to one did to you and Ren."
I shrugged a bit. Even now I couldn't bring myself to be angry about it. I likely should, but… I couldn't even really get upset about not being angry about it. Maybe I should look into it, what if somebody managed to hijack that mechanism.
Alexis frowned at me and then shook her head, "That's unnatural. He literally mind controlled you and you're not even upset about it. I know you, you should be fucking pissed."
"...Probably," I admitted, "But I'm not sure I can."
She sighed, "Well, we just have to keep all of you away from any titans or… titan avatars.
"Likely for the best," I admitted, "Not that we're likely to run into any right now, we should just lay down until the entire thing stabilizes and we get an answer from Chromie."
"Yeah, because laying low is something a bunch of dragons do so well."
I glowered at her.
#########
I soared above the jungle clinging to the entire island, thick and steaming like a matt of enormous moss.
Pulling up hard as I reached the middle mountain, I banked around and then rolled, diving down the other side.
Spreading my wings I leveled out only for a shadow to hit me from above and I twisted in the air just in time to meet my attacker claw to claw, jaw to jaw.
Wrathion snarled as he hit me, claws clawing and he reared back to let lose with his fire breath as we fell, spiraling down towards the ground.
I twisted and returned fire with my own breath of frost.
Pushing away, I spread my wings and pulled up hard as the ground started to flash up towards us faster and faster.
Wrathion twisted and pulled up, his claws brushing the trees below.
I sank down to fly next to him, "You were a bit too close on that one," I said, "Not looking forward to telling Umbria she has to scrape you off the ground."
"I had it fully under control," he countered and shifted back and forth in a lazy S turn, "You are the one that almost missed me."
"I knew exactly where you were," I growled and beat my wings to speed up, heading towards the ocean glittering in the distance.
Wrathion laughed, "Is that why I almost hit you in the back."
"Luring you into a false sense of security."
"You're too reliant on that armor of yours, you need to practice fighting without it," Wrathion pointed out.
I growled at him. Not that he was technically wrong, as the elf bitch had proven knowing how to fight without my gear was important, but that was what spells and summons were for.
But he still had a point, it was an advantage most Planeswalkers didn't have. Being a dragon is a fairly large advantage and I might as well make use of it.
I pulled up and then threw myself to the side towards him as we moved out across the water, folding my wings as I hit him from above.
Wrathion twisted in the air, meeting my claw to claw and we hit the water hard with a massive splash.
Wrathion snarled and then pulled away, twisting and then swimming up towards the surface. I turned and followed along.
My swimming was better than his. Well, to be expected, Blues always were more comfortable with water than any other flight.
I laughed and launched myself out of the water, spreading my wings and climbing towards the sky.
Wrathion growled and followed as I swept across the beach towards the camp in the distance next to the landed ship.
I circled high as Wrathion went in for landing. The horizon stretched out so far and showed nothing but ocean.
We were alone here.
Well, almost alone here, there was a primitive troll tribe at the other side of the island but they thought spears were the height of high technology and were somewhat reluctant to go anywhere near us. So they didn't really count.
Circling once more, I then started to lower down to a landing just next to the ship, beating my wings twice before I looked around, "Where is everyone?"
"Hunting," Alexis said as she walked out from the ship, carrying a bag over her shoulder, "Chromie was hungry and took off across the ocean, everyone else followed."
"Maybe she's going whaling," I said and settled down on the sand, folding my wings, "Where are you going?"
Alexis shook her head, "Just need to get away from the ship for a while," she admitted, "Figured I'd have a look around the island."
Wrathion watched her, "There are trolls," he said, "Be careful."
She smiled and raised a hand to pat his snout before scratching behind his nosehorn, "I will, don't worry. Besides, they don't go to this side of the island. You guys make them nervous for some reason," she said and smirked, poking one of his fangs before she headed for the edge of the jungle.
Wrathion watched her go before he put his head down with a sigh when she was out of sight.
No luck, huh? He still had a thing for Alexis clearly, but she had stuck to her 'humanoid only and no groups' policy.
He'll get over it.
Setting my own head down on the warm sand, I closed my eyes. Almost two weeks since the device activated, the world hadn't ended, there was no sign of the creatures any of my three constructs could detect and no one seems to have discovered us. The Bronze likely knew, but like usual they didn't tell anyone anything. Which while normally was infuriating, but my life rule of 'if a bronze dragon doesn't show up to stop you, how bad can it really be' had worked out for me quite well so far.
We had picked a fairly nice place to hide out in, I had to admit. Sure, it was quite a bit hotter than I prefered and had way too few icebergs.
Closing my eyes, I drifted off in the warm sun.
- Location
- Argentina
Well... I am sure something in the future changed.
- Location
- Oblivion
You know, it's really a pity they are so sheltered.
Like right now? Timeline wise. Thran is in full swing. And they're building things that put the Titans to shame. Meanwhile the True Dragons are in their prime and Ravnica is going all out in building up their planet city.
And that's not even counting what various groups of Elves are getting up to.
Like right now? Timeline wise. Thran is in full swing. And they're building things that put the Titans to shame. Meanwhile the True Dragons are in their prime and Ravnica is going all out in building up their planet city.
And that's not even counting what various groups of Elves are getting up to.
Who are the Thran?
And why are they building space elevators?
- Location
- Oblivion
The Thran were the super advanced Artificer civilization that thrived on Dominaria.
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
Because fuck taking the space stairs.
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
- Location
- In transition
- Pronouns
- She/Her
"Yeah, the space stairs are very unaccommodating to people in space wheelchairs."
52
I looked up as there was a golden spark in the air. It quickly grew into a whirling portal and Chromie walked out from it, giving a bronze dragonkin a wave over her shoulder.
"Well?" Sheila asked.
Chromie didn't answer, she just spread her arms as the portal closed behind her before she fell backwards onto the sand.
Umbria got up and walked to look down at her, "Chromie?"
Chromie reached up to pat at the large snout above her, "It's done."
I surged to my paws, "It worked!?"
"It worked, "Chromie said with a tired grin, "The timeline is mostly stable."
"Mostly how?" Sheila asked, "Is there damage?"
Chromie scooted up to sit, shaking her head, "Nothing dangerous and the Flight is working on the corrections. We're already hitting all major points and splits and the relative turb-" she started to say before she trailed off, "...The timeline will be fine. Unless you care about things like… which color shirt did you wear the third Thursday of your thirtieth year. Seriously, those variations change literally all the time and nobody but a bronze even notices."
"Is it really done?" I asked, slowly approaching, "We did it?"
"Well, mostly," Chromie said and smiled at me, "You won't mind being a red dragon, right?"
I blinked at her and she dissolved into laughter.
I snorted and bumped her with my snout, knocking the gnome back over. She didn't stop laughing.
"So we can go home?" Rengosa asked and walked up next to me, putting her hand on my neck.
Chromie chuckled and nodded with a grin, "In a week or so when things have stabilized and I have recovered enough to open such a deep time portal as we need. Until then, just relax and try not to break the timeline."
Done.
We did it. We saved the world. Again.
I raised my head and reared up, roaring. Next to me Wrathion did the same, joining in and so did the rest, one after one until the only ones that didn't were a bemused looking Alexis and a grinning Chromie.
Dropping back down, I stretched my wings, "And with that, I'm taking a nap."
"Oh no, you don't," Alexis said, "You're taking me to the mainland."
I tilted my head in question at her, "Why?"
"Because while all of you were messing about, I was exploring the island," Alexis said, "And there is a cave at the center mountain. I found a map carved into the rock inside that marks a spot at the coast of the mainland and I want to check it out."
Chromie climbed to her feet, frowning, "What did I say about disrupting the timeline?"
Alexis shook her head, "Come on, I just want to see what it marks out, I won't talk to anyone, just want to see what's there."
Chromie shook her head, "Absolutely not, everybody stays on the island. No wandering off making murlocs the dominant species on Azeroth. That never ends well."
"What, we talked to trolls before and fishpeople didn't take over," Alexis protested.
"Because that village is being wiped out by a volcano eruption in fifty years! They won't be talking to anyone. I do not want to deal with fixing an upstart religion about a pale woman with hair of fire!"
Alexis crossed her arms, "After this much time in the sun, I'm hardly pale."
Chromie rubbed her eyes, "Just stay on the island and help me keep an eye on the others, don't want to break things now when we're almost there."
I growled at her at that and I wasn't the only one.
Chromie glared at me, "And I'm talking about you, Atregos. Stay. Here. Don't go building a multistory automatic book sorter or something."
"I never made any-" I started to answer before I sat down in thought. Now when she mentioned it, that would be useful. Making it that big would be dumb, but an-
"No!" Chromie said firmly and pointed at me as she jumped up, "Stop thinking!"
I growled at her before I settled down on the sand, putting my head down, "...It can wait."
Chromie nodded and then looked around, "Everybody stays on this island. They have no contact with the mainland and that volcano will erupt before they do and the island will explode. So no teaching them to make boats either!"
"Never let us have any fun," I grumbled.
Chromie spun to me before she sighed, "...You're messing with me."
"I am," I said, "Go rest, Chromie. We'll stay here, just go recover so you can take us back home."
Ren laid down next to me, resting her head across the back of my neck. Sheila rested her hand on Rens head and looked at Alexis,
"Well, if these two are going to be taking a nap," she said, "I would like to see that cave."
Alexis nodded and picked her pack up, shouldering it, "Sure. Mind if we fly? It's a pretty long trek otherwise and that jungle is thick."
Sheila reached to give me a scratching beneath my eye before she pulled back, "Sure, give me a second to turn back."
"Well?" Sheila asked.
Chromie didn't answer, she just spread her arms as the portal closed behind her before she fell backwards onto the sand.
Umbria got up and walked to look down at her, "Chromie?"
Chromie reached up to pat at the large snout above her, "It's done."
I surged to my paws, "It worked!?"
"It worked, "Chromie said with a tired grin, "The timeline is mostly stable."
"Mostly how?" Sheila asked, "Is there damage?"
Chromie scooted up to sit, shaking her head, "Nothing dangerous and the Flight is working on the corrections. We're already hitting all major points and splits and the relative turb-" she started to say before she trailed off, "...The timeline will be fine. Unless you care about things like… which color shirt did you wear the third Thursday of your thirtieth year. Seriously, those variations change literally all the time and nobody but a bronze even notices."
"Is it really done?" I asked, slowly approaching, "We did it?"
"Well, mostly," Chromie said and smiled at me, "You won't mind being a red dragon, right?"
I blinked at her and she dissolved into laughter.
I snorted and bumped her with my snout, knocking the gnome back over. She didn't stop laughing.
"So we can go home?" Rengosa asked and walked up next to me, putting her hand on my neck.
Chromie chuckled and nodded with a grin, "In a week or so when things have stabilized and I have recovered enough to open such a deep time portal as we need. Until then, just relax and try not to break the timeline."
Done.
We did it. We saved the world. Again.
I raised my head and reared up, roaring. Next to me Wrathion did the same, joining in and so did the rest, one after one until the only ones that didn't were a bemused looking Alexis and a grinning Chromie.
Dropping back down, I stretched my wings, "And with that, I'm taking a nap."
"Oh no, you don't," Alexis said, "You're taking me to the mainland."
I tilted my head in question at her, "Why?"
"Because while all of you were messing about, I was exploring the island," Alexis said, "And there is a cave at the center mountain. I found a map carved into the rock inside that marks a spot at the coast of the mainland and I want to check it out."
Chromie climbed to her feet, frowning, "What did I say about disrupting the timeline?"
Alexis shook her head, "Come on, I just want to see what it marks out, I won't talk to anyone, just want to see what's there."
Chromie shook her head, "Absolutely not, everybody stays on the island. No wandering off making murlocs the dominant species on Azeroth. That never ends well."
"What, we talked to trolls before and fishpeople didn't take over," Alexis protested.
"Because that village is being wiped out by a volcano eruption in fifty years! They won't be talking to anyone. I do not want to deal with fixing an upstart religion about a pale woman with hair of fire!"
Alexis crossed her arms, "After this much time in the sun, I'm hardly pale."
Chromie rubbed her eyes, "Just stay on the island and help me keep an eye on the others, don't want to break things now when we're almost there."
I growled at her at that and I wasn't the only one.
Chromie glared at me, "And I'm talking about you, Atregos. Stay. Here. Don't go building a multistory automatic book sorter or something."
"I never made any-" I started to answer before I sat down in thought. Now when she mentioned it, that would be useful. Making it that big would be dumb, but an-
"No!" Chromie said firmly and pointed at me as she jumped up, "Stop thinking!"
I growled at her before I settled down on the sand, putting my head down, "...It can wait."
Chromie nodded and then looked around, "Everybody stays on this island. They have no contact with the mainland and that volcano will erupt before they do and the island will explode. So no teaching them to make boats either!"
"Never let us have any fun," I grumbled.
Chromie spun to me before she sighed, "...You're messing with me."
"I am," I said, "Go rest, Chromie. We'll stay here, just go recover so you can take us back home."
Ren laid down next to me, resting her head across the back of my neck. Sheila rested her hand on Rens head and looked at Alexis,
"Well, if these two are going to be taking a nap," she said, "I would like to see that cave."
Alexis nodded and picked her pack up, shouldering it, "Sure. Mind if we fly? It's a pretty long trek otherwise and that jungle is thick."
Sheila reached to give me a scratching beneath my eye before she pulled back, "Sure, give me a second to turn back."
- Location
- Argentina
Alexis you were supposed to be the smart one.
Cave_Canem
Giant Transforming Robot
Holy fuck it's like they want to disrupt the timeline and be stuck in the past even longer. Honestly at this point how many threads does this story have and how many idiot balls Atregos will carry until he's satisfied?
- Location
- Omniverse #1345
Uh, can you? Because the Bronzes are literally just ripping holes in time and checking what is going on at that date and location.
It's possible the Slivers are fine but decided after whatever the fuck that was that they would rather be somewhere else. If one of them was a planeswalker that would be easy enough.
Seeing the cave is fine as long as they don't try to go to whatever it marked until the present.
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- Location
- Oblivion
It's literally what the Sliver's do and why they're so dangerous. Even just something like opening an invisible time portal to look at them should expose them to enough time magic that some will evolve time based abilities.
As to the Sliver's surviving, it would be a dues ex machina if they didn't given Mana based explosions just straight up don't work in wiping out Sliver infestations. Oh you'll kill some. But it's MTG canon that the high amount of mana released by such things supercharges their evolution ability.
The last time something like this happened? And we're talking a literal God tier level explosion. It caused a bunch of Sliver's to fuse together into a controlling Overlord.
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
If they're no longer relevant to the story, they could have evolved advanced precognition and used it to avoid the futures where Norzdomu feels the need to have Atregos use the really crazy shit on them. Or if there's a Plane Sliver, they could have fucked off.
That is not how Slivers Sliver.
Slivers are a species who's constant reaction to hostiles isn't to run, but to adapt and destroy, never allowing a threat to their existence to continue.
And "crazy shit?" Slivers are the scary shit.These are the guys that could cause Planeswalkers to go into Meltdown, "this Plane is now marked as collateral damage at bare minimum" tier conflict resolution.
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- Omniverse #1345
Eh, a planeswalker Sliver would, necessarily, be a sliver that bucks that rule and flees. Otherwise it could never have ignited its spark.
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
I mean shit like the bomb that drops landscapes into the Blind Eternities, or the utter bullshit Vaemina thinks Atregos should already be inventing. Needing to go higher than that on the collateral damage scale is what got Chromie's programming to accept this time sniping shit as a preferable option. Is non-Planeswalker paradox-immunity even a thing in this cosmology?
"Ah yes, tuesday". Seriously, Blind Eternity drops is just another Grand Mutation threshold asking for the newest iteration of boss slivers.
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
How does that result in anything but a Plane Sliver or dissolution? Well, I guess super dodging would be helpful...
- Location
- Oblivion
Pretty much. To quote one of the most recent Sliver cards.
"The question isn't whether slivers will adapt to a world's perils but whether the world's perils will adapt to slivers."
and yet Slivers haven't overrun every Plane in which they exist (for that matter, I'm unaware of any plane which they have overrun), which argues against your "They can adapt to anything' stance.
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I studied the ship before I sighed, "...We should destroy it, shouldn't we?" I asked and then looked at Chromie.
She shrugged, "Don't have to, could put it somewhere it will be destroyed like on the mountain, but… yeah, can't bring it. It's too big."
"Oh well," I sighed, "I built it once, I can rebuild it. Better, faster, stronger. I have the magic," then I walked in and touched the control orb before walking back outside after making some changes.
A couple of seconds later the ship lifted off and headed straight up into the air.
Chromie looked up after it, "Where is it going?"
I shrugged, "Straight up as far as it can and then stay there for a day. Then straight down at full speed. I disabled any durability enchantments."
"Oh," she said and then nodded, "that would do it."
"The metal might be salvageable in pieces," I cautioned her, "Will that be a problem with the local trolls?"
She shook her head, "No. No problem."
"Okay then, " I agreed, "I suppose we're about ready to go then?"
"About ready," Alexis said and frowned at me, "I can't find my cloak though. Have you seen it?"
"Uhm…"
I glanced up towards the sky.
"...oh," Alexis said and rubbed the bridge of her nose, "...I guess we are ready to go then. How do we do this best, Chromie?"
Chromie clapped her hands once, "Alright!" she said and looked around at all of us, "Everybody to mortal form! Pick up all your things and be ready to go. When I open the portal, I want all of you to run though as fast as you can, I can't hold one this far open for long."
"What about you?" Ren asked after returning to mortal form.
Chromie shook her head, "I'll follow you in a couple of days of rest. Or rather, a couple of minutes, your time. Way easier to just move myself than everybody at once."
I picked up my pack and shouldered it, "Everyone ready?" I asked. Sheila and Ren nodded. Wrathion looked up at where the ship had disappeared to before he nodded, "We're ready," he said and Umbria nodded in agreement.
"We're ready," Alexis told Chromie, "Just tell us when."
Chromie took a deep breath and nodded, "When I say go, you go. No waiting, no talking. Just run. I can keep this thing open for maybe ten seconds."
"Got it," I told her.
Chromie put her hands together and closed her eyes. Before here there was a flicker of golden light that started to slowly grow and stretch, whirling before revealing a growing spot of darkness in the light of the sun, stars shimmering through the night sky.
Chromie trembled, her arms slowly raising, sweat covering her face as she breathed hard, "Go! Run!"
Wrathion and Umbria ran through, Alexis following them through. Ren and Sheila were next and I was last through the portal.
I turned to look into the light of the other side only to see Chromie drop to her knees, arms dropping before the portal snapped closed.
I sniffed at the air. It smelled like salt and water and wind. Looking around, I took in where we had arrived. We were still at a beach, but this one wasn't covered with sand but with dark rock. The mountain in the distance in the middle of the island was half as tall as it used to be and I couldn't see any thick forest, just low shrubs.
"When are we?" Alexis asked, casting a light spell so she could see, "Where are we?"
"Look at the stars," Ren told her, "They look right."
"Right time," I said, "ish anyway. We have to wait for Chromie to confirm before we go anywhere, but we're close enough that I recognize them. As for where… exactly where we were before."
The wind rushed in from the ocean, carrying sprays of water and the clouds were covering the stars at the distance.
"We should hunker down and wait for Chromie," Sheila said and looked out over the dark ocean, "A storm is coming. Think we can get some shelter set up?"
I shook my head, "Let's just transform back, it's just water."
"I would rather want some shelter," Alexis pointed out, "And nobody likes being rained on. Wrathion, what do you think?"
"Maybe," he agreed, "But wouldn't it be better if Atregos made one of those bubble shields? I know those can keep out the rain."
Atregos, save the world. Atregos, I'm getting rained on. Atregos, recreate the aspect of magic, Atregos, it's too dark. Atregos, do everything.
I sighed and reached into my pack for some spare metal, "I'll see what I can do."
He wasn't wrong though, this was way easier than him pulling a shelter from the earth.
She shrugged, "Don't have to, could put it somewhere it will be destroyed like on the mountain, but… yeah, can't bring it. It's too big."
"Oh well," I sighed, "I built it once, I can rebuild it. Better, faster, stronger. I have the magic," then I walked in and touched the control orb before walking back outside after making some changes.
A couple of seconds later the ship lifted off and headed straight up into the air.
Chromie looked up after it, "Where is it going?"
I shrugged, "Straight up as far as it can and then stay there for a day. Then straight down at full speed. I disabled any durability enchantments."
"Oh," she said and then nodded, "that would do it."
"The metal might be salvageable in pieces," I cautioned her, "Will that be a problem with the local trolls?"
She shook her head, "No. No problem."
"Okay then, " I agreed, "I suppose we're about ready to go then?"
"About ready," Alexis said and frowned at me, "I can't find my cloak though. Have you seen it?"
"Uhm…"
I glanced up towards the sky.
"...oh," Alexis said and rubbed the bridge of her nose, "...I guess we are ready to go then. How do we do this best, Chromie?"
Chromie clapped her hands once, "Alright!" she said and looked around at all of us, "Everybody to mortal form! Pick up all your things and be ready to go. When I open the portal, I want all of you to run though as fast as you can, I can't hold one this far open for long."
"What about you?" Ren asked after returning to mortal form.
Chromie shook her head, "I'll follow you in a couple of days of rest. Or rather, a couple of minutes, your time. Way easier to just move myself than everybody at once."
I picked up my pack and shouldered it, "Everyone ready?" I asked. Sheila and Ren nodded. Wrathion looked up at where the ship had disappeared to before he nodded, "We're ready," he said and Umbria nodded in agreement.
"We're ready," Alexis told Chromie, "Just tell us when."
Chromie took a deep breath and nodded, "When I say go, you go. No waiting, no talking. Just run. I can keep this thing open for maybe ten seconds."
"Got it," I told her.
Chromie put her hands together and closed her eyes. Before here there was a flicker of golden light that started to slowly grow and stretch, whirling before revealing a growing spot of darkness in the light of the sun, stars shimmering through the night sky.
Chromie trembled, her arms slowly raising, sweat covering her face as she breathed hard, "Go! Run!"
Wrathion and Umbria ran through, Alexis following them through. Ren and Sheila were next and I was last through the portal.
I turned to look into the light of the other side only to see Chromie drop to her knees, arms dropping before the portal snapped closed.
I sniffed at the air. It smelled like salt and water and wind. Looking around, I took in where we had arrived. We were still at a beach, but this one wasn't covered with sand but with dark rock. The mountain in the distance in the middle of the island was half as tall as it used to be and I couldn't see any thick forest, just low shrubs.
"When are we?" Alexis asked, casting a light spell so she could see, "Where are we?"
"Look at the stars," Ren told her, "They look right."
"Right time," I said, "ish anyway. We have to wait for Chromie to confirm before we go anywhere, but we're close enough that I recognize them. As for where… exactly where we were before."
The wind rushed in from the ocean, carrying sprays of water and the clouds were covering the stars at the distance.
"We should hunker down and wait for Chromie," Sheila said and looked out over the dark ocean, "A storm is coming. Think we can get some shelter set up?"
I shook my head, "Let's just transform back, it's just water."
"I would rather want some shelter," Alexis pointed out, "And nobody likes being rained on. Wrathion, what do you think?"
"Maybe," he agreed, "But wouldn't it be better if Atregos made one of those bubble shields? I know those can keep out the rain."
Atregos, save the world. Atregos, I'm getting rained on. Atregos, recreate the aspect of magic, Atregos, it's too dark. Atregos, do everything.
I sighed and reached into my pack for some spare metal, "I'll see what I can do."
He wasn't wrong though, this was way easier than him pulling a shelter from the earth.