Fanfic - Tempest
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mindcrackloveYay next chapter! I think they keep getting longer, eep!
Chapter 7
Vechs had spent the better portion of the morning tearing apart the lens.
He was not pleased at all to find it bereft of Zisteau.
Not pleased at all.
“Zistykins, you've got to be here somewhere. You should really come out now. Like, right now,” Vechs called out to the empty lens.
When no reply came, he frowned, his mouth set in a hard line.
“Fine. I'll just start tearing your precious lens apart,” Vechs howled at the empty lens, starting to slowly knock blocks out of the tower. He flew around the building, smacking various bits of the architecture until it looked like it had been attacked by wild animals. Parts of the lens were on the ground, floating at improbable angles, or just non functioning. Vechs sat back, panting slightly at the exertion needed to destroy so much in a short time.
Glancing down at the water, he saw a petite figure making it's way towards the endervator? escalator? . It slowly made it's way up, stopping at each platform before looking around.
Not Zisteau. Too small. And robey. Hmm robes...
Vechs frowned at the small figure, before pulling inside the lens, hiding behind some of the fallen blocks.
Hmmm. Is he here for Zisteau? Or did he hear me shouting? If he's here for Zisteau, what to do? Throw him in the box? What if he's here to talk to me? Why? What does he want. Vechs scratched his head, pondering.
“Vechs, are you here? I heard you might be here!” BTC called out as he carefully made his way into the center of the lens.
Careful careful wait till he's inside... Vechs slide out from behind his hiding place, clapping a hand onto BTC's shoulder while his other hand pulled out his dagger.
“Heeey BTC. Long time no see. What do you need?” Vechs said as he leaned in close to BTC, breathing into BTC's ear.
BTC spun around flailing at Vechs, causing Vechs to windmill backwards against the wall. Vechs frowned at BTC before composing himself.
“You are really terrible at greeting people, Vechs. I came here to offer assistance. I heard you were searching for someone, and it seemed like more fun then staring at chickens,” BTC said as he smoothed his robes.
Vechs spoke softly, the words hissing slightly as he spoke. “Really, BTC. You wish to help me search from the very kindness of your heart. Why should I believe that? You should just go back to your chickens and floating sheep, and leave this searching to me.” Vechs put his empty hand against the wall and pushed off, floating next to BTC.
It would help to have someone else searching though. Someone Zisteau wouldn't suspect. Zisteau is smart though, it's likely he'll see through the ruse. I can't trust him either. He has something planned. Hnhhm...What to do...
Vechs smiled at BTC before palming the dagger in front of BTC. BTC shrugged, turning tilting his head towards Vechs. “What do you want me to say? I'll be your loyal lapdog as long as you don't stab me in the face?” BTC said with a frown. Vechs laughed at BTC before floating back towards the wall. “Nice sentiment, but no. Tell you what. You can help me in a special way. Round up some of your skeleton buddies. Instead of searching for my quarry, you get to keep an eye on a special someone. I don't want him getting bored.”
BTC shuffled uneasily, before nodding suddenly. “Fine, give me a moment. Let's get back down to ground level first.” Vechs nodded at him before snapping his fingers, teleporting the two of them down to ground level. “I meant to walk, but if you insist on the easy way...”
Vechs glanced sideways at BTC, licking his lips slightly. “Don't backtalk. I'm already pissed I haven't found what I'm searching for. Call them, now.” BTC nodded briskly before closing his eyes, the wind picking up and causing his robes to ruffle does he wear anything under the robes focus focus
The faint, staccato rhythm of clacking bones came in on the wind as several skeletons stepped out from behind trees and small hidden coves nearby. They stared passively at BTC, ignoring Vechs. One of them raised his bow, before letting out a rattling hiss.
“Ok, that's pretty cool. I bet you're just a hoot at parties,” Vechs said with a laugh. BTC ignored him as he waved a hand at the skeletons, causing them to sit underneath the trees. “What do you want them to do?”
“Oh, you're all teleporting!” Vechs said as BTC started to protest, before disappearing.
BTC found himself in a small bedrock room, in the corner of which was a small table and a bed. Lying on the bed was a small figure, sleeping.
The faint voice of Vechs filled the room “Keep him company, would you? Don't want him to get all restless without me. Careful though, he's not feeling so well.” As the voice faded away, the figure tossed off the blankets on the bed, sitting upright.
“Vechs, are you back? Are you going to explain what you're doing...oh!” Dinnerbone said as he caught sight of BTC and his skeleton entourage.
Several of the skeletons raised their bows before BTC frowned at them, shaking his head.
“So, I'm your guardian for awhile. Got any board games here?” BTC said, trying to not look at Dinnerbone directly.
Dinnerbone looked far worse for the wear then BTC remembered. It looked like he hadn't slept for days, or eaten anything substantial for awhile. Vechs you asshole
Lowering his voice, BTC said quietly, “Are you ok?”
Dinnerbone closed his eyes before falling back down on the bed. “No. Unless you want to help me get out of here, just let me sleep and plan terrible ways of stabbing Vechs in horrible places in silence.”
BTC pursed his lips as he stared around the room. He very carefully made his way to the bed before kneeling next the Dinnerbone. Leaning very close to Dinnerbone, he whispered almost silently “Can he hear us here?” Dinnerbone shrugged before sighing. “I don't think so. He can talk here, but I don't think he can hear here. He seems to have cut off all communication from this room going out, so even he can't hear in here, but outside communication can come in.” Dinnerbone paused for a moment, before looking concerned. “He can teleport in and out easily though.”
Nodding quickly, BTC pulled a sheet of paper out from his robes. “Ok, so Guude and BDoubleO are gathering people. We need to get out of here and join up with them. I didn't think Vechs would let me help him find Zisteau, since he seems incredibly focused on that ideal and wants to find him himself. However, given he can't have done all this by himself, he had to have help. Given his helper wasn't with him somewhere he could keep an eye on it, he stashed it, er, you, somewhere safe. Which meant you were having second thoughts, or he didn't trust you out on your own.”
Dinnerbone rolled over, staring at BTC. “You've given this quite a bit of thought.”
BTC shrugged before staring at Dinnerbone “A chicken told me to do something, and when a chicken tells you to do something, you might as well listen. Also, I want Vechs off this server as quick as possible. I have my own plans.”
Dinnerbone stared at BTC, opening his mouth before BTC interjected, “No no, not bad plans. Good plans. Ok, so the problem is...I haven't exactly thought of a way to get out yet.”
Dinnerbone sighed, covering his face with his hands. “You just came charging in here with no plan at all? So we're both stuck in a tiny bedrock room with a bunch of skeletons. Ah hmm...wait.”
Dinnerbone pulled himself upright as he stared at the skeletons. “Plan. You can control them, yes? Can you tell them where to respawn?”
BTC pursed his lips, staring at the skeletons thoughtfully. “Sure, but then they'd be outside, and we'd still be here.” Dinnerbone shook his head before pulling his pack from underneath the bed.
“I might not be able to teleport or anything else I should be able to do, but I can still have entities pretend I'm one of them. So plan. I become a skeleton. You tell us all to respawn on top of this box thing. Once outside, I tear apart the box, since I should be able to do everything again. You're out then too, everything is good.” Dinnerbone tilted his head towards BTC, waiting a response.
“I trust you.”
Dinnerbone smeared some paint on his face, causing his already sallow skin to appear emaciated and lean, before fashioning a crude bow from part of the bed frame. Nodding at BTC he fell in line next to one of the skeletons.
BTC nodded, at which all the skeletons, including Dinnerbone, disappeared. Oh please don't be going to tell Vechs...
He waited, straining to hear the sounds of Dinnerbone removing the cage.
Silence lingered in his ears.
Link for Chapter 8! http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/119000.html
Whoops, title was wrong, it was combo of this chapter and the next erk.
Chapter 7
Vechs had spent the better portion of the morning tearing apart the lens.
He was not pleased at all to find it bereft of Zisteau.
Not pleased at all.
“Zistykins, you've got to be here somewhere. You should really come out now. Like, right now,” Vechs called out to the empty lens.
When no reply came, he frowned, his mouth set in a hard line.
“Fine. I'll just start tearing your precious lens apart,” Vechs howled at the empty lens, starting to slowly knock blocks out of the tower. He flew around the building, smacking various bits of the architecture until it looked like it had been attacked by wild animals. Parts of the lens were on the ground, floating at improbable angles, or just non functioning. Vechs sat back, panting slightly at the exertion needed to destroy so much in a short time.
Glancing down at the water, he saw a petite figure making it's way towards the endervator? escalator? . It slowly made it's way up, stopping at each platform before looking around.
Not Zisteau. Too small. And robey. Hmm robes...
Vechs frowned at the small figure, before pulling inside the lens, hiding behind some of the fallen blocks.
Hmmm. Is he here for Zisteau? Or did he hear me shouting? If he's here for Zisteau, what to do? Throw him in the box? What if he's here to talk to me? Why? What does he want. Vechs scratched his head, pondering.
“Vechs, are you here? I heard you might be here!” BTC called out as he carefully made his way into the center of the lens.
Careful careful wait till he's inside... Vechs slide out from behind his hiding place, clapping a hand onto BTC's shoulder while his other hand pulled out his dagger.
“Heeey BTC. Long time no see. What do you need?” Vechs said as he leaned in close to BTC, breathing into BTC's ear.
BTC spun around flailing at Vechs, causing Vechs to windmill backwards against the wall. Vechs frowned at BTC before composing himself.
“You are really terrible at greeting people, Vechs. I came here to offer assistance. I heard you were searching for someone, and it seemed like more fun then staring at chickens,” BTC said as he smoothed his robes.
Vechs spoke softly, the words hissing slightly as he spoke. “Really, BTC. You wish to help me search from the very kindness of your heart. Why should I believe that? You should just go back to your chickens and floating sheep, and leave this searching to me.” Vechs put his empty hand against the wall and pushed off, floating next to BTC.
It would help to have someone else searching though. Someone Zisteau wouldn't suspect. Zisteau is smart though, it's likely he'll see through the ruse. I can't trust him either. He has something planned. Hnhhm...What to do...
Vechs smiled at BTC before palming the dagger in front of BTC. BTC shrugged, turning tilting his head towards Vechs. “What do you want me to say? I'll be your loyal lapdog as long as you don't stab me in the face?” BTC said with a frown. Vechs laughed at BTC before floating back towards the wall. “Nice sentiment, but no. Tell you what. You can help me in a special way. Round up some of your skeleton buddies. Instead of searching for my quarry, you get to keep an eye on a special someone. I don't want him getting bored.”
BTC shuffled uneasily, before nodding suddenly. “Fine, give me a moment. Let's get back down to ground level first.” Vechs nodded at him before snapping his fingers, teleporting the two of them down to ground level. “I meant to walk, but if you insist on the easy way...”
Vechs glanced sideways at BTC, licking his lips slightly. “Don't backtalk. I'm already pissed I haven't found what I'm searching for. Call them, now.” BTC nodded briskly before closing his eyes, the wind picking up and causing his robes to ruffle does he wear anything under the robes focus focus
The faint, staccato rhythm of clacking bones came in on the wind as several skeletons stepped out from behind trees and small hidden coves nearby. They stared passively at BTC, ignoring Vechs. One of them raised his bow, before letting out a rattling hiss.
“Ok, that's pretty cool. I bet you're just a hoot at parties,” Vechs said with a laugh. BTC ignored him as he waved a hand at the skeletons, causing them to sit underneath the trees. “What do you want them to do?”
“Oh, you're all teleporting!” Vechs said as BTC started to protest, before disappearing.
BTC found himself in a small bedrock room, in the corner of which was a small table and a bed. Lying on the bed was a small figure, sleeping.
The faint voice of Vechs filled the room “Keep him company, would you? Don't want him to get all restless without me. Careful though, he's not feeling so well.” As the voice faded away, the figure tossed off the blankets on the bed, sitting upright.
“Vechs, are you back? Are you going to explain what you're doing...oh!” Dinnerbone said as he caught sight of BTC and his skeleton entourage.
Several of the skeletons raised their bows before BTC frowned at them, shaking his head.
“So, I'm your guardian for awhile. Got any board games here?” BTC said, trying to not look at Dinnerbone directly.
Dinnerbone looked far worse for the wear then BTC remembered. It looked like he hadn't slept for days, or eaten anything substantial for awhile. Vechs you asshole
Lowering his voice, BTC said quietly, “Are you ok?”
Dinnerbone closed his eyes before falling back down on the bed. “No. Unless you want to help me get out of here, just let me sleep and plan terrible ways of stabbing Vechs in horrible places in silence.”
BTC pursed his lips as he stared around the room. He very carefully made his way to the bed before kneeling next the Dinnerbone. Leaning very close to Dinnerbone, he whispered almost silently “Can he hear us here?” Dinnerbone shrugged before sighing. “I don't think so. He can talk here, but I don't think he can hear here. He seems to have cut off all communication from this room going out, so even he can't hear in here, but outside communication can come in.” Dinnerbone paused for a moment, before looking concerned. “He can teleport in and out easily though.”
Nodding quickly, BTC pulled a sheet of paper out from his robes. “Ok, so Guude and BDoubleO are gathering people. We need to get out of here and join up with them. I didn't think Vechs would let me help him find Zisteau, since he seems incredibly focused on that ideal and wants to find him himself. However, given he can't have done all this by himself, he had to have help. Given his helper wasn't with him somewhere he could keep an eye on it, he stashed it, er, you, somewhere safe. Which meant you were having second thoughts, or he didn't trust you out on your own.”
Dinnerbone rolled over, staring at BTC. “You've given this quite a bit of thought.”
BTC shrugged before staring at Dinnerbone “A chicken told me to do something, and when a chicken tells you to do something, you might as well listen. Also, I want Vechs off this server as quick as possible. I have my own plans.”
Dinnerbone stared at BTC, opening his mouth before BTC interjected, “No no, not bad plans. Good plans. Ok, so the problem is...I haven't exactly thought of a way to get out yet.”
Dinnerbone sighed, covering his face with his hands. “You just came charging in here with no plan at all? So we're both stuck in a tiny bedrock room with a bunch of skeletons. Ah hmm...wait.”
Dinnerbone pulled himself upright as he stared at the skeletons. “Plan. You can control them, yes? Can you tell them where to respawn?”
BTC pursed his lips, staring at the skeletons thoughtfully. “Sure, but then they'd be outside, and we'd still be here.” Dinnerbone shook his head before pulling his pack from underneath the bed.
“I might not be able to teleport or anything else I should be able to do, but I can still have entities pretend I'm one of them. So plan. I become a skeleton. You tell us all to respawn on top of this box thing. Once outside, I tear apart the box, since I should be able to do everything again. You're out then too, everything is good.” Dinnerbone tilted his head towards BTC, waiting a response.
“I trust you.”
Dinnerbone smeared some paint on his face, causing his already sallow skin to appear emaciated and lean, before fashioning a crude bow from part of the bed frame. Nodding at BTC he fell in line next to one of the skeletons.
BTC nodded, at which all the skeletons, including Dinnerbone, disappeared. Oh please don't be going to tell Vechs...
He waited, straining to hear the sounds of Dinnerbone removing the cage.
Silence lingered in his ears.
Link for Chapter 8! http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/119000.html
Whoops, title was wrong, it was combo of this chapter and the next erk.
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Date: Wednesday, April 10th, 2013 05:31 am (UTC)Damn you Vechs I am hating you more each time!
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Date: Wednesday, April 10th, 2013 05:57 am (UTC)Only problem is he keeps telling me he's not evil enough, and I have to tell him to hush, he can be even eviler in later stories.
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Date: Wednesday, April 10th, 2013 05:58 am (UTC)It's bad every time I hear zisteau saying damn Vechs in the map.. I can't help but think f this evil Vechs who stabs people xD
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Date: Wednesday, April 10th, 2013 10:55 am (UTC)Anyway, Yaaaay BTC didn't get stabbed :D :D :D and Dinnerbun- I MEAN Dinnerbone was freed :3 All's starting to get faaaaairly interesting