[MV] The Super Wizard From Space #47: The Red Hand Of General Dragutin, part 4
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Fri Jun 27 15:41:31 PDT 2014
On 6/25/2014 9:58 PM, Wil Alambre wrote:
> I hold one hand up against the mass, throwing fire to keep
> them from crushing me. I claw my other hand down at my feet,
> grabbing the planet's magnetic field. The observatory's on a
> mountain range, which means we got be on top of a couple
> tectonic plates. I loop the field a couple times around my
> wrist, make sure I've got a solid hold on it, and pull! Pull
> at it with everything I have. Pull at the onerous, stubborn,
> son of a bitch, come on COME ON!
> The fault shifts. Its a shiver on the global scale,
> but its enough.
> As I climb into the atmosphere, all I can see under me is a
> carpet of black and yellow. A shifting landscape of insect
> horror, shifting and crawling on *every* surface in *every*
> direction. Vaso wasn't exaggerating. They must've come
> from *everywhere*.
> To hell with this. "Suppressing fire, Vaso."
> The surface of the moon intensifies. It gets so bright that
> I have to look away. The light bunches up in the sky, then
> comes slamming down in a fast, flat wave.
I love it when you get a good cosmic-level fight scene. <3 <3 <3
> Or what... what used to be a woman. The *thing* they've made
> her into is three times larger than what her original size
> could have been. Most of it's made up of massive black
> abdomen. Plates of carapace covering the back, narrowing up
> into a jagged spine with way too many bones. The abdomen
> melds into her waist with that onyx color staining the rest
> of her skin. Like a dark rash over other dark rashes. Her
> legs are larger and stronger and are more like a beetle's
> than anything else. Arms are bent and long and end in almost
> humanoid hands. And her head looks half crushed in a
> malformed jaw that's acting as her neck.
> The whole thing's terrifying and sick. I've never seen a
> queen bee in the flesh before. I could go on with the rest
> of my life without ever seeing another.
> But animals don't know what makes a 'good leader'. They
> wouldn't yet *know* what they *need* to know. So they make
> something to gain that mental capacity, to make that
> decision. And like animals, they pick something small and
> weak and helpless and easily bullied.
> Its a patch job. A temporary queen. Something to throw away
> when they find something better.
> And they always name them 'Sybilla'.
> Okay. Okay, now, here, I either say exactly the right thing
> exactly the right way... or I get torn apart. In retrospect,
> Vaso might've been right about this. Swallow. Clear throat.
> "This'll be hard to accept right now, but I'm not your
> enemy." Her eyes peel open and *glare* at me. "This doesn't
> have to be the end. Not this. Not like this. There's a way
> to help you. There's a way to *fix* this, I promise you...
> "But you're going to have to help me.”
MAN this arc is great.
Andrew "NO .SIG MAN" "Juan" Perron, everything is great and wow
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